Immortal Mansion Royal Beast

Fang Qingyuan's home is in the Tianshan Villa of Yushoumen. This villa is the enclave of Yushumen in Tianmen Mountain. It is mainly responsible for raising some monster pets unique to Heihe and dealing with the affairs of Yushumen in southern Xinjiang. Interest matters.

Among them, the dean 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 thirteen core disciples, forty-six inner disciples, and eighty-nine outer disciples.

Tianshan Villa is built on the peak of a second-level spiritual vein. This spiritual vein is a branch of Tianmen Mountain. It was bought by Yushoumen at a large price. It has been more than a hundred years ago.

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

But there is also an advantage at the foot of the mountain, that is, the place is open, and you don't have to go up to be assigned a small residence like the inner disciples.

Downstairs lived Shutan, who was a hundred meters away from the residence of his fellow disciples next to him, which was very quiet.

Fang Qingyuan entered the yard, put the camel ray into the animal pen, and fished three pig fish from the pond nearby to beat its teeth as a sacrifice, and then Fang Qingyuan entered his bedroom.

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

Although he was very safe in the Tianshan Villa, he also subconsciously took precautions and couldn't completely trust his life to others. 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 any extra spiritual stones, otherwise a five-element magic array would be formed to cover the entire residence.

While sighing, Fang Qingyuan felt a sound in his stomach. He got up and went to the kitchen to find a bowl of spiritual rice, steamed it in a pot, and then went to the yard to pick a few seasonal vegetables.

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

Originally, these open spaces were used to grow medicinal herbs, but Fang Qingyuan was not in the mood to manage them before, so the harvest was not as many as the seeds. So later, Fang Qingyuan simply removed them all and replaced them with various seasonal vegetables and fruits.

Eat whatever is cooked, not to mention, it saves a lot of money compared to buying it from outside.

After picking the vegetables, when Fang Qingyuan returned to the house, his eyes passed by the pond where the pig fish was raised. He thought for a moment, raised his hand, and a pig fish appeared in mid-air wrapped in a stream of water.

Something good is about to happen today, so why not be extravagant and eat a pig and fish?

After convincing himself, Fang Qingyuan went to the kitchen, disembowelled a three-pound pig and fish, scraped off the scales and gills, fried it first and then boiled it, making a pot of delicious fish soup.

At this time, the spiritual rice was also ripe, each grain was crystal clear and the grains were distinct. After taking a bite, a rich aroma exploded on the taste buds. In an instant, Fang Qingyuan felt that he was completely satisfied.

A mouthful of rice, a mouthful of fish, and occasionally a chopstick of vegetables. In a moment, the cups and plates were in a mess.

Fang Qingyuan touched his belly and made a cheerful sound. Food can never be disappointed.

Although it doesn't have the rich seasonings of the previous life, the original flavors of spiritual rice and pig fish are enough.

After enjoying the food and washing the pots and dishes, Fang Qingyuan came to the bedroom and began to meditate.

Daily homework must be completed, and there must be no slacking off. If you are not talented enough, but you still want to be lazy, when can you become a foundation-building overhaul?

Fang Qingyuan's qualifications are not outstanding. The best wood spiritual root he has is only of middle grade. The other three spiritual roots of water, fire and earth are all low grade, and the golden spiritual root is not at all popular.

In this world, everyone has spiritual roots and all five elements, but their spiritual root qualifications are also very different.

Most of all living beings have bad spiritual roots that cannot feel the aura of heaven and earth. None of them have a spiritual root that can sense the corresponding aura. These people account for 99% of the world.

If you can't feel spiritual energy, you can't practice, and you can only be an ordinary person for the rest of your life. Those who are slightly stronger than these people have inferior spiritual roots.

Inferior spiritual roots refer to those among the five elements of spiritual roots that have a sensitivity of more than 1 to the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. They can capture the spiritual energy and absorb it into the body.

But it is better than nothing. If the inferior spirit root does not have a great opportunity, it will never enter the middle stage of Qi training in its lifetime.

If the perception is more than ten, it is a low-grade spiritual root and can be practiced normally. If it is more than twenty, it is a medium-grade spiritual root.

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

Of course, these are not things that Fang Qingyuan can know. He is currently majoring in a wood-based skill: "Aoki Changchun Jue".

After practicing for nearly ten years, I have just touched the threshold of the middle stage of Qi training. Before, I was eager for quick success and quick gains, and I failed to break through forcefully but suffered a backlash.

Fortunately, it is a wood-type technique, so the backlash is not serious. If it were replaced by a metal-type or fire-type technique, the consequences would be hard to predict.

Fang Qingyuan's current Wood Element Perception is 23, Earth Element is 18, Water Element is 16, Fire Element is 13, and Metal Element is 8. Taken together, he can only be considered a mediocre monk.

When he first entered Tianshan Academy, it was because of his middle-grade spiritual roots. Unfortunately, over the years, his cultivation speed has not been satisfactory.

Most of the disciples who entered the Tianshan Academy 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 qualifications, but a deeper reason, that is, the golden finger Fang Qingyuan carries with him needs spiritual energy to activate. He has been absorbing the spiritual energy from his own cultivation over the years, so his progress is slow.

After Fang Qingyuan awakened from Su Hui, his mind became more active and he immediately discovered this problem.

After he recovered from his injuries, he felt that he would not be able to break through in another ten years just by practicing hard, so he decided to find another way, and tonight was the moment to verify the results.

An hour later, Fang Qingyuan ended today's practice. He failed to break through the bottleneck last time, and his cultivation level had regressed a lot. Now he has just made up for it, but he still doesn't know how long it will take before the next breakthrough opportunity comes.

At this time, the time had reached midnight. Fang Qingyuan got up and walked to a brick wall, opened the secret passage and took out a wooden box.

Opening the box, there were pieces of spiritual stones stacked up inside. Each low-grade spiritual stone was about the size of a thumb, like the finest chalcedony jade. It was really beautiful.

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

Ten, twenty, thirty.

Fang Qingyuan just counted like this, taking out every ten and neatly placing them on the table. After a while, there were thirty piles on the Eight Immortals table.

After confirming again that the number was indeed three hundred spirit stones, Fang Qingyuan smiled. It was not easy. After half a year of hard work, coupled with the previous savings, he finally saved these three hundred spirit stones.

In order to accumulate this amount of spiritual stones, Fang Qingyuan did not dare to use spiritual stones to speed up his cultivation every day, and he only ate the cheapest spiritual rice for meals. His hard work every day will finally pay off today.

After finishing his emotion, Fang Qingyuan reached out and held a pile of spiritual stones, holding them tightly in his hand, then started to use his skills to absorb the spiritual energy in the spiritual stones.

If the spiritual energy intensity between heaven and earth is one, the spiritual energy intensity of the first-level spiritual veins is five, and the spiritual energy intensity of the second-level spiritual veins is twenty, then the spiritual energy intensity in the spiritual stone is one hundred.

Practicing with spiritual stones 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.

A low-grade spiritual stone can assist a monk in the early stage of Qi training for three days. Fang Qingyuan used ten spiritual stones at once. This is not because he is crazy, but because he has a big spirit swallower in his body.

The surging spiritual energy gathered from the ten spiritual stones rushed towards Fang Qingyuan's body like a swarm. However, as soon as this spiritual energy entered the body, it was swallowed up by a mark between Fang Qingyuan's eyebrows.

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

No matter how much spiritual energy comes to him, the imprint never refuses, and he seems to have a huge appetite.

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

In just a moment, the spiritual stones that were originally as deep as jade turned gray. Finally, with a little force from Fang Qingyuan, these spiritual stones that had lost their spiritual power turned into powder and scattered on the ground.

Fang Qingyuan didn't pay attention, but picked up another pile of spirit stones and started absorbing them.

As the stacks of spirit stones disappeared, Fang Qingyuan found that the gap in the door was getting wider and wider. After the three hundred spirit stones were swallowed up, a suction force came from the mark, seeming to call Fang Qingyuan. of entry.

Feeling the call, Fang Qingyuan did not hesitate, and used his spiritual consciousness to come to the mark, followed the suction force, and instantly fell into it.