Immortal Mansion Royal Beast

Chapter 2
Fang Qingyuan's home is in the other courtyard of Yushoumen Tianshan Mountain. This courtyard is the enclave of Yushoumen in Tianmen Mountain. interest affairs.

Among them, the master is a monk in the late stage of foundation establishment, and there are three deacons who are also monks in the middle stage of foundation establishment. In addition, there are 13 official disciples, 46 inner disciples, and 89 outer disciples.

The Tianshan Bieyuan was built on a mountain peak with a second-level spiritual vein. This spiritual vein is a branch of Tianmen Mountain. It was bought by Yushoumen at a huge price, and it has been a hundred years ago.

As an outer disciple, Fang Qingyuan's residence was placed at the foot of the mountain, and his aura was far less dense than the top of the mountain.

But the foot of the mountain is also good, that is, the place is open, and you don't have to go up to allocate a dwelling like the disciples of the inner sect.

Underneath lived Shu Tan, and the closest one was a hundred meters away from the residence of the disciples of the same sect next to him, so it was quiet.

Fang Qingyuan went into the yard, arranged the camel ray into the animal pen, and fished three pigs and fish from the pond beside it to give it a tooth sacrifice, and then Fang Qingyuan entered his bedroom.

After entering the door, Fang Qingyuan checked a few marks he had made, and found that there were no traces of being tampered with, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Although it is very safe in the other courtyard of Tianshan Mountain, he also subconsciously took precautions. He couldn't completely entrust his own life to others. Even if he didn't care about his own safety, who else do you want to count on?

It's a pity that I don't have extra spirit stones, otherwise a five-element phantom formation will be formed up and down, covering the entire residence.

With emotion, at this time Fang Qingyuan felt a sound coming from his stomach, he got up and went to the kitchen to scour a bowl of Lingmi, steamed it in a pot, and then went to the yard to pick some seasonal vegetables.

Fang Qingyuan's yard is not small, covering an area of ​​one mu. Except for the animal pen, Fang Qingyuan has planted vegetables in other places.

Originally, these open spaces were used for planting medicinal herbs, but Fang Qingyuan was not in the mood to manage them before, which led to the fact that there were not many seeds harvested, so Fang Qingyuan simply pulled them all out and replaced them with various seasonal vegetables and fruits.

Eat whatever is cooked, not to mention, this is much cheaper than going out to buy food.

After picking the vegetables, when Fang Qingyuan returned to the house, his eyes glanced at the pond where the pigs and fish were raised. He thought for a while, and when he raised his hand, a stream of water wrapped a pig and fish floating in the air.

Something good is going to happen today, so why not spend a little extravagance and eat a piece of pig fish.

After convincing himself, Fang Qingyuan came to the kitchen, disemboweled three catties of pig fish, scraped off the scales and removed the gills, first fried and then boiled, and boiled it into a pot of delicious fish soup.

At this time, the Lingmi was also ripe, each grain was crystal clear, and the grains were distinct. After taking a bite, a strong aroma exploded on the taste buds. In an instant, Fang Qingyuan felt that the whole person was satisfied.

A mouthful of rice, a mouthful of fish, and a piece of vegetables with chopsticks from time to time. After a while, the cups and plates were messed up.

Fang Qingyuan rubbed his stomach and made a happy voice, saying that delicious food can never be let down.

Although it doesn't have the rich seasonings of the previous life, the original taste of Lingmi and pig fish is enough.

After enjoying the perfect meal and cleaning the pots and bowls, Fang Qingyuan came to the bedroom and began to meditate.

The daily homework must be completed, and there must be no slack in the slightest. The talent is not overflowing, and you still want to be lazy. When will it become a foundation-building major?

Fang Qingyuan's aptitude is not outstanding, the best wood spirit root on his body is only middle grade, the other three spiritual roots of water, fire and earth are all low grade, and the golden spirit root is not at all top grade.

In this world, everyone has a spiritual root, and they still have all the five elements, but the aptitude of the spiritual root is also very different.

Among all living beings, most of them are bad spiritual roots who cannot feel the aura of heaven and earth. They do not have a kind of spiritual root that can perceive the corresponding aura. These people account for [-]% of the world.

If you can't feel the aura, you can't practice, you can only be an ordinary person for a lifetime, and those who are slightly stronger than these people are the inferior spirit roots.

Inferior spiritual roots refer to the spiritual roots of the five elements, one line of spiritual roots has a sensitivity of more than one to the aura of heaven and earth, and can capture aura and absorb it into the body.

But talk is better than nothing, if you don't have a great opportunity for the evil spirit root, you will never even think about stepping into the middle stage of Qi training in your life.

If the perception exceeds ten, it is a low-grade spiritual root, which can be practiced normally, and if it exceeds twenty, it is a middle-grade spiritual root.

On top of the middle-grade spiritual roots, there are top-grade spiritual roots, earth spiritual roots, and heavenly spiritual roots. In addition, if the perception of the five-element spiritual roots happens to be combined into a special number, they can also become various Taoism bodies.

Of course, Fang Qingyuan is not able to know these things, he is now majoring in a wood-based exercise: "Qingmu Changchun Jue".

After practicing for nearly ten years, he just touched the threshold of the middle stage of Qi training. The predecessor was still eager for quick success, and he failed to break through forcibly and suffered a backlash.

Fortunately, it is a wood-type skill, and the backlash is not serious. If it is changed to a gold-type or fire-type skill, the consequences will be hard to say.

Now Fang Qingyuan's perception degree of wood is 23, earth is [-], water is [-], fire is [-], and metal is [-]. Putting it all together, he can only be regarded as a mediocre monk.

He entered the other courtyard of Tianshan in the first place because of his middle-grade spiritual roots. Unfortunately, his cultivation speed has not been satisfactory over the years.

Most of the disciples who entered the Tianshan other courtyard at the same time as him have become inner disciples in the middle stage of Qi training, but he is still standing still.

The reason for this is not because of his aptitude, but a deeper reason, that is, the gold finger that Fang Qingyuan carried with him needs to be activated by aura, and he has been absorbing the aura from his own cultivation over the years, which made his progress slow.

After Fang Qingyuan woke up, he discovered this problem. After he healed his injuries, he found that he would not be able to break through in another ten years only by hard work, so he decided to find another way. Tonight is the time to verify the results.

An hour later, Fang Qingyuan ended today's practice. The original body failed to break through the bottleneck last time, and his cultivation base has regressed a lot. Now he has just made up for it. It's just that the opportunity for the next breakthrough is still unknown.

At this time, it was midnight, Fang Qingyuan got up and came to a brick wall, opened a secret passage, and took out a wooden box.

Opening the box, there are a lot of spirit stones inside, stacked together, each of the first-order spirit stones is the size of a thumb, like the finest chalcedony emerald, it is really beautiful.

Fang Qingyuan took out the eight spirit stones he earned today from his bosom, waved his hands and sprinkled them into the box, and then began to slowly take the spirit stones from the box.

Ten, twenty, thirty.
Fang Qingyuan counted like this, every time he took out ten pieces, he stacked them neatly on the table, and within a short while, there were thirty stacks on the Eight Immortals table.

After reconfirming the number, it was indeed [-] spirit stones, Fang Qingyuan smiled, it was not easy, half a year of hard work, plus the previous savings, finally saved these [-] spirit stones.

In order to accumulate this amount of spiritual stones, Fang Qingyuan did not dare to use spiritual stones to speed up his practice every day, and he only ate the cheapest spiritual rice for food. Every day's hard work will eventually pay off today.

After sighing, Fang Qingyuan stretched out his hand to hold a stack of spirit stones, and held them tightly in the palm of his hand. Then he performed his exercises and began to absorb the spirit energy in the spirit stones.

If the aura intensity of the heaven and earth is one, the aura intensity of the first-order spirit vein is five, and the aura intensity of the second-level spirit vein is twenty, then the aura intensity in the spirit stone is one hundred.

Practicing with a spirit stone in hand is an important auxiliary method comparable to taking pills and taking drugs. Unfortunately, although this method is good, it is not affordable for wealthy monks.

One first-order spirit stone can assist a monk in the early stage of Qi training for three days. Fang Qingyuan used ten spirit stones at once. This is not because he is crazy, but because he has a big man who swallows spirit energy in his body.

The surging aura gathered together by the ten spirit stones rushed towards Fang Qingyuan's body like a swarm, but just after the aura entered the body, it was swallowed by a mark between Fang Qingyuan's eyebrows.

This mark is entrenched above Fang Qingyuan's Niwan Palace, illuminating the Niwan Palace like a bright moon.

No matter how much spiritual energy comes, the imprints are always coming, it seems that the appetite is huge.

However, Fang Qingyuan still noticed some changes. Originally, this imprint was like a closed door, but now a gap was gradually opened due to the impact of spiritual energy.

But in a short while, the spiritual stones that were originally as deep as jade turned grayish white. In the end, Fang Qingyuan exerted a little force, and these spiritual stones that had lost their spiritual power turned into crisp powder and scattered all over the ground.

Fang Qingyuan didn't care, but picked up another pile of spirit stones and started to absorb them.

As the piles of spirit stones disappeared, Fang Qingyuan noticed that the gap in the door also increased. After the three hundred spirit stones were swallowed up, a suction force came from this imprint, as if calling Fang Qingyuan's heart. Enter.

Feeling the call, Fang Qingyuan didn't hesitate, moved his consciousness to come to the imprint, followed the suction, and instantly submerged into it.

(End of this chapter)