Right now, Fang Xing's cultivation was only a step away from reaching the peak of the third layer of spirit formation. It was time for him to consolidate his cultivation and gather enough materials to refine the Rank Breakthrough Pill. Cultivating some spells, not only could he increase his strength, but he could also consolidate his cultivation through the consumption and use of spiritual energy. This was killing two birds with one stone. If he entered the inner sect in the future, it would be a good thing to have more trump cards.
Other than that, the most valuable thing was the jade talisman left behind by Liu San. The jade talisman looked inconspicuous, but when Fang Xing looked at it with the Yin Yang Demon Mirror, he discovered that the jade talisman was called the "Shrinking Talisman". It was actually a high-grade auxiliary magic tool. After filling it with spiritual energy, it could be activated once, allowing the user to teleport a certain distance in an instant.
The teleportation distance was related to the user's cultivation. The higher the cultivation, the further the distance.
Back then, Liu San used this talisman to catch up to Fang Xing. It was indeed very magical.
However, this talisman also had a drawback. It consumed too much spiritual energy. Back then, Liu San used a large amount of spiritual energy because of this talisman, causing him to be unable to react in time to Fang Xing's attack. That was why he was killed by Fang Xing.
In addition, the material used to refine this talisman was relatively ordinary, so its lifespan shouldn't be long. Right now, it was already very worn out.
Of course, even so, this was still a rare treasure. Who knows where Liu San got it from.
In Meng Xuanzhao's storage bag, other than Fang Xing's Stone Essence Powder, there were seventy spiritual stones and two good quality flying swords. Compared to the things he got from Hou Qing and the others, it was not worth mentioning.
After counting, Fang Xing's pride increased. He felt that he had more confidence when he spoke. He specially called the fat daoist over and threw ten spiritual stones to the daoist. Then, he kicked him out. The damn fatty suffered because of him, so it was only right for him to get some benefits. In this aspect, Fang Xing was not a stingy person.
The fat daoist held the spiritual stones in his hands and stood in front of Fang Xing's wooden house, silently crying. He had a look of gratitude and speechlessness …
The surrounding people came and went, and when they saw the bright red pile of spirit stones in his hands, all of them were extremely envious.
However, times were different now. Fang Xing and Xuan Zhao had formed a relationship, and the fat Daoist's status had risen as well. If this was in the past, there would have been people who wanted the spiritual stones in his hands, but now, no one dared to even think about it.
"Junior Brother Fang … Junior Brother Fang … I, Yu Sanliang … am really …"
The fat Daoist's eyes were red as tears streamed down his cheeks. His voice was choked …
Fang Xing's voice came from inside, "Take the spirit stones and get out of here. I'll deduct one spirit stone from you if you talk nonsense in front of my door. I'll deduct one spirit stone from you if you stand there for a second longer. Maybe you'll have to give me your spirit stones later …"
The fat Daoist was shocked. He sniffled and ran away with his tears and snot.
However, the gratitude in his heart was still very deep. He hadn't expected to receive ten spirit stones as compensation just because he had suffered a little in this half a month. Moreover, according to Fang Xing's words, these ten spirit stones were only for his cultivation during this period of time. After a period of time, when they were all used up, he could look for Fang Xing again for more. He would have them anytime. Raising his cultivation first was the most important thing …
If he had known that he would be treated like this, he would have suffered for another half a month!
Hearing the fat Daoist run away, Fang Xing's lips curled into a smile.
To be honest, he didn't think that the fat Daoist would treat him with such sincerity. After all, when they first met, they used each other. However, when Liu Feng asked the fat Daoist to call Fang Xing a b * stard, the fat Daoist actually hesitated for a few breaths … Fang Xing actually didn't care about this. Even if the fat Daoist really scolded him, it wouldn't hurt him at all.
However, since the fat Daoist didn't scold him, it was a very rare feeling.
The fat Daoist probably didn't think that his two or three breaths of hesitation would be exchanged for Fang Xing's true recognition.
Of course, this recognition didn't reach the stage where he could exchange life for life. However, it was enough to occupy a small place in Fang Xing's heart.
"This damn fatty, even a fool has a fool's fortune …"
Fang Xing sat in a daze for a while. He sneered and shook his head. He began to cultivate the Dragon Capturing Crane Technique.
First, he silently recited the chant of the Dragon Capturing Crane Technique several times. Only after he had fully grasped it did he begin to circulate the Spiritual Qi within his body according to the instructions of the technique. First, he slowly circulated the Spiritual Qi a few times. Once he had familiarized himself with the circulation, Fang Xing suddenly sped up. In the blink of an eye, the Spiritual Qi traveled through his meridians and abruptly condensed on his right palm.
"Hu …"
In the wooden house, a gust of wind appeared out of nowhere. It spun on the ground and then disappeared ten feet away.
The gust of wind was very sudden. It appeared out of thin air and quickly dissipated. The chopsticks and bowls on the table made a messy sound.
"As expected, a force can appear out of thin air. It's just that it's very difficult to control …"
Fang Xing secretly frowned. This force was shapeless and very difficult to control. It required a long period of cultivation.
Moreover, he only used it for a short while, but he realized that he had used up close to one-tenth of his spiritual energy. Even if he was familiar with it, the spiritual energy consumption of this technique would still be very shocking. It was no wonder that Blue Cloud Sect didn't allow outer sect disciples to use spiritual energy. Apart from the mentality of keeping it a secret, the spiritual energy consumption of outer sect disciples was also very shocking when they used this technique. It wasn't very practical.
Even if it was Hou Qing, he could at most last for ten breaths of time if he used this technique continuously.
Moreover, this was under the condition that he didn't have any techniques to control things that were too big or too heavy. For example, if he was given a huge rock that weighed 500 kilograms and was told to use this technique to control it to fly in the air, it would probably be good if he could last for three breaths of time.
"It's not practical to master one technique at a time. Anyway, I have nothing to do, so I'll just practice more …"
For four to five days, Fang Xing cultivated the Dragon Capturing Crane Controlling Technique. Of course, he only cultivated at night.
After all, the origin of this technique could not be exposed to the public. He didn't dare to reveal it in front of others. Although there was no news from Xuan Zhao after he framed Liu Feng, Fang Xing wasn't sure if Xuan Zhao suspected him. Therefore, he usually kept a low profile and hid in the small wooden house to cultivate. He didn't even step out of the door. Even the number of times he drank with the fat Taoist was reduced.
In other people's eyes, they all thought that Fang Xing completed the Dao Sect's decree and made a fortune. He was using this fortune to redouble his efforts in cultivation. In private, there were those who envied him, those who sighed, and those who praised him for his luck …
No matter what, Fang Xing had now become a small celebrity in the outer sect.
After all, among the outer sect disciples, he was the first to complete the decree. This title still had some value.
Of course, there were also people who secretly scolded him for being stupid. It wasn't easy to obtain the Stone Essence Powder, yet he gave it to someone else for free.
One must know that this was a rare item. Although its value wasn't high, it was rare. If it were to be sold in the Ghost City, it would be possible to sell it for at least two hundred spirit stones. Moreover, this was only the current price. As time passed, there would be more and more outer sect disciples who reached the peak of the third layer of spirit formation. The number of people who needed the Stone Essence Powder would increase and the price would increase.
Of course, there were also people who thought that Fang Xing was actually a smart person.
If he didn't sell the Stone Essence Powder to senior brother Xuan Zhao, with his ability, who knows how many times he would've been blackmailed.
Not to mention the Stone Essence Powder, the other things bestowed by the Dao Sect would've been blackmailed long ago.
Now that he gave away the Stone Essence Powder, he received senior brother Xuan Zhao's care. No one in the outer sect dared to bully him. Isn't this the best result?
Of course, the most depressed one was senior brother Xuan Zhao. Almost the entire outer sect knew that Fang Xing gave him the Stone Essence Powder, but he himself didn't even get to touch a single strand of the Stone Essence Powder …
Unfortunately, he couldn't do anything to Fang Xing. After this matter spread, everyone would know that Fang Xing gave him the Stone Essence Powder. Even if he didn't want to take care of Fang Xing, he had to pinch his nose and accept it. Otherwise, everyone would scold him for being an ungrateful person.
"Baby, come …"
In the small wooden house, Fang Xing stared at the wine jar on the square table two feet away from him. He used the Dragon Controlling Crane Technique.
His spiritual power revolved in his body, and a gravitational force suddenly appeared. The wine jar flew towards Fang Xing.
Just as the wine jar was about to fly towards him, halfway through the air, it suddenly became exhausted and fell to the ground with a "Pa" sound.
"Hiss … this technique is really difficult …"
Fang Xing sucked in a breath of cold air with dissatisfaction. He had been practicing this technique for three days, but the success rate of this technique was still very low.
This made him somewhat depressed, and he had the urge to chop off his hands.
Since he was a child, he was very smart. In the bandit's den, he learned all kinds of crooked tricks. It was not an exaggeration to say that he was a child prodigy. But he didn't expect that when he was learning the simplest technique of the Dao Sect, he would fail repeatedly.
"Again …"
Fang Xing moved another wine jar and placed it on the table.
He didn't lack this stuff. In order to flatter him, Black Three brought over a hundred jars and stuffed them under the bed.
Fang Xing originally said that he couldn't drink so much, but Black Three said that if he couldn't drink, he could just play with it …
So Fang Xing really took it and played with it!
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