Not long after, everything was in his hands. Just as he was about to leave, Fang Xing suddenly thought of something and retreated. From the big rat spirit's chest, he took out all of his gold leaves and stuffed them all into the young fat sheep that offered the Nine Serpent Golden Flame Sword. From another person that exchanged for a low grade flying sword, he took out a flying sword and stuffed it into the big rat spirit's chest …
With the exception of Fang Xing's own Spirit Stones, the remaining items of the other people were swapped with each other without much effort.
Then, Fang Xing dusted his hands and walked in front of the big rat spirit. Without saying a word, he whipped him.
"Damn it, this is what you get for blackmailing me. Today, I'll teach you a good lesson!"
The sleeping gas's effect was very good. Fang Xing's hand was numb. Seeing that the skinny rat spirit had already turned into a swollen rat spirit, he still hadn't woken up.
The more he thought about it, the more he felt. Fang Xing untied his pants and peed on the Rat Spirit's face. Only when he saw the Rat Spirit's bruised and swollen face and his miserable appearance did he nod in satisfaction and swagger away.
The valley was quiet, the birds didn't sing, and the moonlight was clear. In the valley, there was a group of people lying on the ground.
After a full hour or so, the Big Rat Spirit, who had the most profound cultivation, was the first to wake up. He shook his head vigorously, and only then did he remember what had happened. He suddenly shivered, and reached out his hand to touch the gold in his bosom. He immediately discovered that the four hundred and eighty gold leaves that he had exchanged for six spirit stones had all disappeared. He immediately let out a sorrowful howl, but his howl stopped abruptly …
Because he quickly realized that the gold leaves in his chest were gone, but there was an extra flying sword.
Taking it out, it was a low grade flying sword. Even if it was exchanged for gold, it could be sold for around a thousand silver. Compared to the gold he lost, it was still a profit. For a moment, he couldn't understand how this flying sword ended up in his chest. But since it was already in his hands, he naturally couldn't spit it out. He immediately put it away and looked around, his mouse eyes rolling …
Seeing that everyone was still sleeping soundly, he quickly took some good things from the hands of the people beside him and stuffed them into his chest.
Seeing the bodies of those second layer spirit formation disciples slightly move as if they were about to wake up, he quietly slipped away.
The rest of the people woke up and looked at each other. Their first reaction was to check their belongings. Soon, they discovered that all the spirit stones had been thrown away, but there were some things in their arms that did not belong to them.
These people wanted to make a fuss, but they suddenly thought that it would be unwise to hand over the item at this time.
If he were to make it public and the owner of the lost item asked for it back, he would not be left with anything. After all, his item was either stolen by the thief or in someone else's hands. If it was stolen by the thief, he would not be able to get it back no matter what. If it was in someone else's hands and that person did not make a sound, he would suffer a loss for nothing and would not be left with anything …
Thus, after thinking this through, everyone strangely remained silent and quietly left.
When there was a chance, they even took the opportunity to steal other people's belongings. This also led to the people who woke up later being more unlucky. When the fat sheep whose Heavenly Cave Ring and Nine Serpent Golden Flame Sword woke up, he wanted to cry but had no tears. He was the one who suffered the heaviest loss. But at this time, other than himself, there were only a few other paupers who were as poor as him …
"Who did it? I, Luo Xi, will not coexist with you! "
Sorrowful cries tore through the silence of dawn, startling a flock of birds that had just returned to their nests.
At this time, the thief who deserved to die had already returned to the valley and was grinning from ear to ear.
He had made a fortune, he had indeed made a small fortune!
After Fang Xing returned, he counted more than 30 Spiritual Stones, which was almost the total amount he had collected in seven or eight years. This did not include the storage ring and the Nine Serpent Golden Flame Sword. Fang Xing had already checked the storage ring. With the young fat sheep's cultivation, he did not have the ability to leave a mark on the storage ring, so it was easy for Fang Xing to open it.
Looking inside, Fang Xing immediately grinned.
He was extremely lucky. In addition to the Nine Serpent Golden Flame Sword, there were some elixirs that could change one's muscles and cleanse one's marrows, as well as dozens of taels of gold leaves. All of a sudden, all the difficulties of his cultivation and living had been solved, and he had gone from extreme poverty to a well-off life …
Especially the flying sword, which was crimson in color with nine lifelike golden snakes inlaid on it. It was very lifelike, as if the nine snakes were sleeping on the sword and would wake up at any time …
Just the appearance alone was extraordinary!
Using the Yin Yang Demon Mirror to take a look, Fang Xing was shocked to find that within the flying sword, there were nine intricate inscriptions.
This material, this craftsmanship, in addition to the spirit design that was clearly a grade higher than other flying swords, it was extremely obedient.
No wonder it was a treasure worth ten thousand taels of gold!
However, when Fang Xing tried to activate it, he found that the flying sword was like a bottomless pit. His spiritual qi was simply insufficient. At this moment, he finally understood why the fat sheep wanted to exchange this flying sword for Spiritual Stones. This flying sword was simply not something that a first layer spirit formation disciple could use. Its quality was too high, he was afraid that he would need to be at least a second or even third layer spirit formation disciple to be able to use it.
However, it was still a good thing. He should keep it, there will always be a use for it!
As Fang Xing thought of this, he happily placed it into the Heavenly Cave Ring.
"Good person … …"
Fang Xing recalled the characteristics of the fat sheep and firmly remembered it.
Feeling touched, he secretly decided that the next time he meets this guy, he must … … pay him a visit again!
This time, with sufficient cultivation resources, Fang Xing could cultivate with peace of mind.
The path of cultivation that had been cut off for nearly twenty days was once again resumed. Moreover, at least for a long time, there was no need to worry about spirit stones. Thirty-one spirit stones were enough for Fang Xingjian to cultivate for a year.
And cultivation, it was precisely this kind of endless resources that allowed one to grow and never decline.
The reason why people with high aptitudes could cultivate so quickly was because they, to a certain extent, had gotten rid of the shackles of resources and could directly use their own body to absorb Spiritual Qi. Even if they didn't have enough resources, they could still maintain their own cultivation path.
As for people like the fat Daoist, if they didn't have enough resources, they were destined to stay where they were, or even regress.
Of course, he couldn't regress because he was already at the lowest level of cultivation. It was a good thing that he couldn't regress.
And the result of this was that after a few days, the people who participated in the ghost market that day slowly came to their senses and started to secretly investigate. Of course, the ghost market couldn't see the light of day, so they didn't dare to make too much noise. They could only use their own methods to slowly investigate. Moreover, the person they were investigating was a skinny young man with a hoarse voice. He had nothing to do with Fang Xing at all …
After unintentionally hearing this news from the fat Daoist, Fang Xing once again admired his foresight when choosing the Thousand Luo Ghost Mask.
With such a small fortune, Fang Xing didn't make it public. He didn't even tell the fat Daoist. He only took out Spiritual Stones in the middle of the night when there was no one around and worked even harder to cultivate in his sleep. With sufficient Spiritual Stones, his cultivation speed was naturally very fast. The speed at which he refined Spiritual Stones also gradually increased. He had already reached the point of refining one Spiritual Stone every ten days.
An endless stream of Spiritual Qi filled his meridians, causing Fang Xing's Spiritual Qi to slowly increase every day.
Gradually, the Spiritual Qi filled up his meridians and permeated his whole body …
Fang Xing could even feel that under the infiltration of Spiritual Qi, his bones and tendons slowly became flexible, firm and full of vitality … The direct manifestation of this change was that if Fang Xing were to get injured in the future, his wounds would heal faster and his resistance would also increase. Most importantly, it was because he could better accommodate the existence of Spiritual Qi.
In fact, Fang Xing even felt that the damage to his body caused by transforming energy into qi was slowly being made up for.
Persevering in his cultivation, Fang Xing's cultivation slowly rose. After two months, Fang Xing had already reached the peak of the first layer of Spirit Formation and was only a step away from breaking through to the second layer of Spirit Formation. This level of cultivation, even among the new disciples that joined this year, was considered high. After all, at this time, only those with A grade aptitude had just stabilized their cultivation in the first layer of Spirit Formation and had yet to move towards the second layer.
Those with worse aptitude had not even stabilized their cultivation in the first layer of Spirit Formation.
After all, not everyone was as hardworking as Fang Xing and had abundant resources. Even those with A grade aptitude only received two Spiritual Stones every month. But for Fang Xing, he received three Spiritual Stones every month without a break.
Of course, compared to those with good aptitude and rich families, he still couldn't be compared. In addition, those people entered the sect three months earlier than Fang Xing and could buy a large amount of Spiritual Stones for cultivation. It was estimated that the highest among them had already broken through to the second layer of Spirit Formation.
Regarding this, there was nothing he could do. Cultivation, cultivation, cultivation, in the first place, consumed resources.
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