A famous foodie appeared in the tens of thousands of acres of spiritual fields under the jurisdiction of Mount Qing Yun Taoism.
For the past two months, Fang Xing had eaten more than ten kilograms of meat every day, and this did not include rice, fruits, and all kinds of alcohol. Occasionally, he would buy some nourishing herbs to nourish his body. In such an environment, Wang Zhi and the other four children followed Fang Xing and ate well. Their faces were rosy, and their bodies were plump. Even their bellies were bulging, and their chins were folded in two or three layers.
However, Fang Xing did not gain any weight. In fact, he had lost some weight.
Now, his physique looked very thin, like a piece of paper, as if a gust of wind could blow him over.
However, his eyes were very bright, and he was in a good state of mind. His every move was full of strength.
"This Clear Sky Creation Scripture is indeed extraordinary. I've only cultivated it for two months, and I've already undergone such a transformation. It's no wonder that my nine uncles, who claimed to be top-notch experts in the Jianghu, were all killed by an eagle and a sword …"
In the forest beside the herb field, Fang Xing sat in front of a bonfire, staring at a wild rabbit on the fire.
After two months of eating and drinking, the silver that Fang Xing had plundered from the children had long been used up. What could he do without money?
He could not really teach these fellows to sell their butts, and with his appearance, no one would be willing to buy them.
Having no other choice, Fang Xing often brought a few Daoist children to the nearby forest to hunt. There were many wild beasts in the forest near Mount Qingyun, and the Daoist children were not restricted from catching them. As long as they were capable, they could catch some to improve their lives.
Fortunately, after he cultivated a stream of spiritual Qi, he felt that his ears and eyes were sharp, and his reflexes were extremely fast. Even his hands were much stronger.
Usually, he would pick up a pile of pebbles and carry them in his arms. Once he saw a wild rabbit or pheasant flying, he would hit it. Within a radius of three hundred feet, there was nothing he could not hit.
There was even a time when Fang Xing encountered a wild wolf alone. After suffering two bites from it, Fang Xing forcibly grabbed the wolf's tail and jumped onto its back. After a series of black fists, he beat it to death while it was still alive.
When Fang Xing's small body carried a wild wolf back to the wooden house, Wang Zhi and the others were so scared that they almost peed their pants.
From then on, Fang Xing was like a celestial being in their hearts, and all of them were just short of swearing their loyalty to him.
Naturally, Fang Xing treated them well. His chivalrous temperament, which had been nurtured in a bandit's nest, did not weaken because of his age.
If there was meat, they would eat together. If there was wine, they would drink together. If they couldn't drink, they would pinch their noses and gulp it down.
Now, the title of 'Boss Fang' had been deeply ingrained in the hearts of the five Daoist children. It was no longer just a passing remark.
"My current spiritual energy can already circulate one cycle. I wonder if I've reached the first layer of spirit formation!"
Fang Xing muttered in his heart. According to the rules of Mount Qingyun Dao Gate, once the Daoist children reached the first layer of spirit formation, they could be promoted to outer disciples. Their status would be raised by one rank, and they wouldn't need to fool around in this medicinal field anymore. It was said that there were other benefits as well. However, the Qingyun Qi Training Chapter only stated how to cultivate, but not how to differentiate the cultivation levels.
It was precisely because of this that Fang Xing didn't know what realm he was currently in.
"Boss Fang, the firewood is back … …"
Not far away, behind a row of pine trees, Wang Zhi and Little Freckles walked over with a smile. Each of them carried a bundle of firewood on their shoulders.
Usually, there couldn't be a lack of manpower in the spiritual field. Thus, the five Daoist children would take turns to follow Fang Xing out to hunt. This time, it was Wang Zhi and Little Freckles who followed Fang Xing out. Seeing that there wasn't enough firewood, Fang Xing asked the two of them to collect some firewood before returning.
After Fang Xing became the boss of the third C field, the biggest change was the treatment of Little Freckles and the others. In the past, they were bullied by Wang Zhi. Although there were only five of them, there was a clear hierarchy. You bullied me, I bullied him. But after Fang Xing came, it became much simpler. Everyone had to be bullied by me. The others weren't allowed to be unreasonable, and they had to work and eat together.
Every time Wang Zhi subconsciously wanted to order Little Freckles or Hanged Ghost, Fang Xing would kick them. After three months like this, Wang Zhi was already used to washing his smelly socks.
Of course, other than his own socks, they also had to take turns washing Fang Xing's socks.
"Why are you wasting time chopping firewood? The fire is already out. Get over here!"
Seeing that Boss Fang was angry, Wang Zhi and Little Freckles hurriedly ran over and looked at the wild rabbit on the fire, drooling.
After acknowledging Fang Xing as their boss, the poor life of this sect was finally gone. It was very profitable.
After roasting the wild rabbit, they were tearing it off and dividing the meat. Suddenly, a figure rushed over from not far away and shouted, "Oh no, Senior Brother Fang, the higher-ups have brought people to the spiritual herb field to inspect. They are angry when they saw that you guys aren't here …"
Everyone looked up. It was Hanged Ghost, who had stayed behind to look after the spiritual herb field. He ran over anxiously.
"Isn't the inspection tomorrow? Why are they here today? "
"I'm not sure either. I think a Senior Brother with the surname Yu passed by and thought of coming over to take a look …"
Wang Zhi stood up in shock, and his expression was a little bitter.
Usually, the five children only needed to take care of the ten acres of spiritual herb field and they would be free, and no one would disturb them.
However, every three months, the medicine supervisor of the Daoist sect would come to inspect the spiritual herb field to see if the children were slacking off through the growth of the spiritual herb field.
It would be fine if they were fine, but if they were found to have done something wrong, then this month's salary would be gone. In serious cases, there would be other punishments.
The black-hearted Daoist priests of the medicine supervisor had often used this excuse to deduct the children's wages.
It was broad daylight now, and it was not a day off, but they had come to the forest to hunt. This was not a small problem.
Upon hearing this, Little Freckle was also flustered, and her face turned pale with fright.
"What's there to be afraid of? I'll go back and take a look!"
Fang Xing spat out the grass in his hand in disdain and instructed Wang Zhi to wrap the roasted wild rabbit with leaves.
In front of the spiritual field number 3 B3, there were three Daoists looking coldly at them who had come out of the forest. Their faces were so gloomy that it seemed as if water could be squeezed out of them.
Among them, the leader even sneered maliciously and narrowed his beady eyes.
"It's actually this guy?"
Fang Xing could not help but feel happy when he saw them from afar.
The leader was actually the fat Daoist priest who had been scolded by him in front of the mountain gate. His surname was Yu, and his name was Yu Sanliang. He was an outer disciple of the Daoist sect. As for the other two, they were Daoist children, and the fat Daoist priest had dragged them here at the last minute to keep up appearances.
"Hehe, you guys are on duty, but you sneak into the forest and wander around blindly. How dare you! Do you believe that I will report this to the medicine supervisor senior brother, and all of you will be torn apart! " The fat Daoist priest saw Fang Xing from afar, and the fat on his face trembled as he sneered. "Especially you. How many days has it been since you entered the sect? Do you want to be expelled for violating the sect's rules so blatantly? "
The fat Daoist priest felt a little proud. He was not a medicine supervisor, but a miscellaneous affairs supervisor. To put it bluntly, he was just an errand boy. This time, he was sent by his superiors to handle some matters in the medicinal field. He suddenly remembered that he had just sent a kid here three months ago, and wanted to see if the kid was in a miserable state. Thus, he took a detour and came to the third B3 field.
He did not expect to run into such a good thing. The kid had actually slipped out during his duty. This was a mistake that was neither too big nor too small, and it was enough for him to punish him. It was also a good opportunity for him to vent his anger from three months ago.
"Aiya, Senior Brother Zhu, what a rare guest. Quick, find a seat …"
Fang Xing walked over with a smile, and pretended to order the little Daoist children to find a seat for the fat Daoist priest.
"Nonsense, who's surname is Zhu? My surname is Yu … "
The fat Daoist priest's face trembled in anger as he pointed at Fang Xing and scolded.
Fang Xing grinned as he looked at the fat Daoist. Just when he was thinking about how to deal with him, his heart suddenly moved. An inexplicable message appeared in his mind, "First layer of spirit formation, weak body, amount of spiritual energy in the meridians …"
It was actually related to the fat Daoist priest's cultivation. All the information about his cultivation appeared in Fang Xing's mind.
"That treasure mirror can actually see a person's cultivation?"
Fang Xing could not help but be shocked as his face changed.
The fat Daoist saw the change in Fang Xing's face and thought that he was afraid of him. He was very pleased with himself as he fanned his face with his fat hands and sneered, "What's wrong? Are you afraid now? Obediently kneel down and kowtow to this Daoist and I'll let you off this time … "
Fang Xing's face was gloomy as he slowly walked two rounds around the fat Daoist priest.
The fat Daoist felt his hair stand on end as he shouted, "Little brat, what are you trying to do? Do you believe that this Daoist priest won't send you flying with one slap? "
Fang Xing had a plan in mind. His eyebrows jumped, and he asked, "You are the supervisor of the Medicine Department?"
The fat Daoist was startled and said, "So what if I'm not?"
Fang Xing asked again, "Is it the medicine supervisor's senior brothers who asked you to patrol here?"
The fat Daoist replied, "This Daoist priest is just passing by and specially came to see if you guys are slacking off …"
Fang Xing suddenly jumped up and slapped the fat Daoist's face, shouting, "Slacking your grandpa!"
Even though he wasn't very big and had to jump up to slap the fat Daoist priest's face, this slap was extremely heavy. A clear palm print appeared on the fat Daoist priest's face, and his nose turned red as blood flowed down. Meanwhile, the fat Daoist priest was seeing stars, and his head was spinning. He was completely dazed from the slap.
"Little bastard, you dare to hit me?"
After a long while, the fat Daoist finally shouted with all his might.
But before he could finish his words, he felt a kick on the back of his leg. His body could not help but fall to the ground. He spun around and felt a weight on his back. It was Fang Xing who had stepped on his back.
"A person from the miscellaneous affairs supervisor coming to the medicine supervisor's territory to show off? I'm going to hit you! "
Fang Xing scolded. His fists and slaps rained down on the fat Daoist like he was beating a pig to death.
The fat Daoist cried out from the beating. Tears and snot flowed down his face. He was also a cultivator, so he shook his spiritual qi and wanted to repel Fang Xing.
Who would have thought that Fang Xing shook his spiritual qi at the same time and actually canceled out the spiritual qi protecting his body. He continued to slap the fat Daoist.
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