Fang Xing subconsciously took a deep breath when he woke up from his meditation that was almost completely silent. In that instant, the weather suddenly changed. Dark clouds gathered in the sky above the cave abode where he was in seclusion, forming a dark cloud that covered the sky for nearly a thousand miles. Thunder rumbled in the clouds, and Spiritual Qi was boundless. As he inhaled and exhaled, it turned into a stream in the shape of a bull's horn that flowed down into the valley below.
After nearly two years of seclusion, Fang Xing's body was almost dried up. There was only a thin layer of flesh covering his skeleton. His vitality was almost exhausted. In his sea of consciousness, there was a green bead that emitted a faint splendor, protecting his vitality. This bead was the Water Avoidance Bead that Fang Xing had swallowed. He didn't know when, but it had quietly appeared in his sea of consciousness.
Fortunately, there was this bead. Otherwise, Fang Xing would have died a long time ago.
The moment he woke up, the bead quietly retreated and flew into the misty area in his sea of consciousness. This made Fang Xing a little speechless. He didn't know what was so good about the misty area. It had almost become a gathering of strange treasures.
After swallowing a mouthful of water, Fang Xing's vitality gradually flourished. The Spiritual Qi in his body flowed and gradually became abundant. However, he was still skinny and could not be replenished in a short time. The first thing he did when he woke up was to look inside himself and observe the Samadhi True Fire in his body. He was overjoyed. He didn't know when the Samadhi True Fire had been replenished. This seclusion could be considered a success.
What shocked him even more was that he found that the Dao Pagoda in his body had formed nine layers. It was overflowing with purple light and the void in his sea of consciousness was forever suppressed. Correspondingly, the Spirit Crystal in the ninth meridian in his body had disappeared. It seemed that during his seclusion, his body had formed a space of its own. The Spiritual Qi circulated, which was equivalent to continuous cultivation, and the endless Spiritual Essence had all turned into cultivation.
However, it was clearly an unimaginably large amount of spiritual essence, equivalent to a spiritual vein, but it only allowed him to break through to the peak of the foundational level. This unimaginably large consumption made Fang Xing a little speechless.
The spirit vein in Thousand Flowing Sea was much larger than the one in Blue Cloud Sect.
This was a spirit vein that could support a sect for many years, but it had been swallowed by him.
But after swallowing it, he only reached the Foundation Establishment Completion Stage. How could he explain this?
However, the good thing was that he was at the peak of the purple Daoist foundation. It could be said that he had reached the peak of the foundational level.
Focusing his mind, Fang Xing stopped his cultivation and slowly stood up. He heard his bones crackle like beans being fried. He stood up and stretched his body. Only then did he feel his strength returning to his body. However, he felt a little itchy on his face. He touched his waist-length hair and a short beard. He was surprised. "How long have I been in seclusion?"
In meditation, he had no sense of time, but the beard on his face and the condition of his body gave him a warning.
"Crack, crack …"
Fang Xing opened the door of the cave abode and walked out slowly. He felt that the sunlight was dazzling, and he was not used to it.
Before he put down his palm to block the sun, a big tongue suddenly stuck out. It was full of saliva.
"F * ck, why are you still here?"
Fang Xing was shocked and almost jumped back into the cave abode.
After calming himself down, he saw the mad dragon that seemed to have lost a lot of weight and was looking at him with joy.
It was only after he saw it that he vaguely recalled that he seemed to be on the verge of death, and it was precisely this fellow that had awakened him. Now that he thought about it, this fellow had saved his life once more. Death in meditation was called 'passing away in meditation' in the cultivation world, and it was a state of great bliss. However, Fang Xing didn't care if it was great bliss or not. One was already dead, so what was there to be happy about? Only being alive was bliss.
"Hmm, you've been waiting for me all this time. Not bad. Today, I'll officially take you in as my errand boy …"
Fang Xing was a little touched. He touched the mad dragon's nose with satisfaction and pointed to the forest in the distance. "Go and catch me two wild rabbits. I want the fat ones. Damn it, why is it so hungry that it looks like it wants to eat people?"
He was probably the only one who would raise a real dragon like a dog. However, the mad dragon was very excited. Its big head moved closer to Fang Xing and intimately smelled him. It sneezed and then leaped up into the sky to help Fang Xing catch wild rabbits. On the other hand, Fang Xing chuckled and said to himself, "I don't know how long it's been since I took a bath. This smell is not bad, right?"
As he spoke, he patted his buttocks and sniffed the air a few times. He caught a wisp of water vapor and flew up, heading towards the source of the water vapor. He discovered that behind the thicket was a quiet and serene green pond. It was curved and stretched across the black mountain rocks. It was so clear that the bottom could be seen, and it was very tempting. Fang Xing rushed over, pressed down on the cloud, took off his clothes, rolled himself up, and jumped into the water.
Although the Daoist robe on his body could avoid dust, it could not be worn anymore after he repaired the Samadhi True Fire and refined his Taoist foundation. He also expelled a lot of impurities from his body and stained the Daoist robe. He threw it aside.
The cool spring water washed over his skin. Fang Xing instantly let out a comfortable moan.
He initially wanted to take a good bath, but once he laid on the water, he immediately became lazy and did not want to move. He had not eaten for almost two years and he was really weak. He did not even want to move a finger. However, with his current cultivation experience, it was still necessary to eat. Although spiritual power had many magical uses, it could not make him completely abstain from food. He would still be weak if he did not eat.
After floating for a while, he felt like there was a fire burning in his stomach. He only blamed the dragon for taking so long to catch the rabbit.
However, he did not know that the mad dragon was looking at the big and small ferocious beasts all over the mountain and was having a headache looking for the poor wild rabbit …
It was fine if he did not think about it, but the more he thought about it, the hungrier he got. His body felt weak as if he did not have any energy left.
"Brother Qing, why don't you eat something first …"
Fang Xing was so hungry that he felt dizzy and did not want to stay in the whole world. However, he heard such a voice. When he first heard a human voice, he did not care about it. He was so hungry that he was too lazy to think. However, the smell of meat that came with the wind suddenly made him energetic. He turned his head and saw that it came from the side of a mountain that suddenly appeared a few hundred feet in front of him.
"Someone is roasting meat here?"
Fang Xing's nose twitched twice. Suddenly, a trace of energy appeared in his heart. He turned over and stepped on the water, running towards the side of the mountain.
At this corner of the mountain, there was a group of people resting. There were about a dozen of them, and they were roasting some kind of bird meat over a fire. The fire was just right, and the meat was golden and oily. However, the group of people allowed the meat to be roasted on the fire, and no one dared to move. With his back facing the clear pond, there was a young master in a white robe. He had red lips and white teeth, and he was very handsome, but his face was not good.
"Eat, eat, eat, all you know is to eat. I have sworn in front of the patriarch that this time I will catch a Class 4 Direbeast for him to see. But now, the agreed time is almost up, and we have not even caught a Class 3 Direbeast. How am I going to face people when I go back? Are we going to bring a few Red Luan back to make up the numbers? Won't that make that girl laugh to death? "
A middle-aged man in a yellow shirt beside the young man in a white shirt said with a bitter smile, "Brother Qing, please have pity on us old bones. That Class 4 Direbeast is the Beast King of a domain. It is ferocious and violent, and can fight Jindan. It is not easy for the few of us to capture a Beast King. Even with my Three Treasures Gourd, I'm afraid we will have to sacrifice at least half of us to succeed …"
The moment he said that, the rest of the followers nodded in agreement, obviously trying to persuade the young man in white to change his mind.
When the young man in white heard that, he immediately frowned and sneered, "Since you have joined our Heaven Resentment Clan, under our protection, you will have a foothold in the Ultimate, and can even obtain cultivation resources. Your lives will naturally belong to the Heaven Resentment Clan. If you are complaining when I want you to catch a Direbeast, what's the use of having you here?"
Hearing him say that, everyone was speechless. They looked at each other, but did not dare to say another word.
"Quickly eat, there is a Class 4 Direbeast Long Armed Ape not far from here. Once you are done eating, go get it!"
The young man in white coldly ordered with an unquestionable tone.
The followers were somewhat helpless. They sighed and went to get food, knowing that they would have to risk their lives later.
"Young Master, you …"
A follower took a piece of roasted meat and handed it to the young man in white with both hands.
"I'm not hungry!"
The young man in white seemed a little annoyed as he said coldly. He got up and went to the side of the clear pool. He squatted by the pool and washed his face with water.
"There is roasted meat? Can you share a piece with me? "
Before the young man in white scooped up the water, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him. At the same time, an excited voice sounded. He looked up and was surprised to see a naked young man looking behind him with a face full of greed. The young man's angle was coincidental, and he saw Fang Xing clearly. After a moment of shock, his originally frosty face turned red in embarrassment. In a panic, he hurriedly took a step back and fell on his butt. He covered his eyes with both hands and screamed.
"Oh? I forgot to wear clothes … "
Fang Xing stared blankly for a moment, and immediately realized his embarrassing situation. He leaped up and plucked a large leaf from the coconut tree at the side to cover his vital parts. He walked forward with a smile, and said, "We're all men here. If you've seen it, then so be it. It doesn't matter … quickly give me a piece of your roasted meat …"
He didn't care about being stared at by a man. Smiling, he covered his vital parts and walked ashore. Seeing that everyone was staring at him blankly, he smiled at them as if he was very familiar with them. His eyes lit up as he grabbed the roasted bird meat on the bonfire. At this time, he was starving. The meat in front of him was really more important than anything else. At most, he would just eat until he was full and then apologize to them.
"Kill … Kill him for me …"
Before his hand touched the roasted meat, he suddenly heard a trembling voice behind him. It sounded like he was about to cry.
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