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The spiritual energy was rampant in the spiritual veins, trying to violently expand the blocked spiritual veins. After a day of uninterrupted impact, the sweat on Fang Zechen's body was dry and wet, and the blockages in the large and small spiritual veins were almost cleared, leaving only the last This little obstacle.

It's just that this last obstacle is the most difficult to break through, like a stubborn old disease, attached to the bone marrow and difficult to eradicate, the reason why the original body can't practice is also because of the shackles on the body, which restricts Rang's cultivation.

Fang Zechen can solve the problem of spiritual veins by using his powerful spirit and soul power with suitable exercises, but the original body can only use the most stupid method to absorb spiritual energy day and night, and wash away the blocked spiritual veins little by little.

In this way, years of persistence only made the situation a little better, from being unable to store spiritual energy cultivation techniques to the level of useless wood that can easily use some techniques later on.

Sometimes, hard work can't be exchanged for the corresponding results, especially in the cultivation world. Talent can't determine everything, but it determines the future of the practitioner. Those who can change their fate against the sky and succeed are ultimately a minority.

The original body put in much more hard work than others in cultivation, and also endured the pain of shocking the spiritual veins, but in the end, what he got could only be a result worthy of cultivation.

But what is gratifying is that it is not without any changes, at least let the original body have some cultivation base, even if it is insignificant, it is still possible for him to follow Fu Mi on the road.

Although the original body finally stepped into the magic way and stood in a completely opposite position to Fu Mi, Fang Zechen could feel that the original body only had gratitude and warmth for Fu Mi.

The strange thing is that Fang Zechen did not achieve real empathy with the original body, and got what the original body was thinking at that time.

In other worlds, Fang Zechen empathized with the original body, but now, like a bystander, he can only know what happened later, but he cannot know the real reason why the original body went to the devil world.

If it is because Fu Mi's friends looked down upon him that he stepped into the demonic way, Fang Zechen would not believe it. He didn't get the real idea of ​​the original body, but he could feel it based on those residual feelings. Next, in addition to being relieved, I can also feel a little relief and happiness.

Will such a person oppose Fu Mi because of the opinions of some outsiders?For these questions, the real answer probably needs to be met with Fu Mi.

"Pfft..." Fang Zechen spit out a mouthful of blood, and with the spit out of this mouthful of blood, all the blocked spiritual veins were opened up. When he opened his eyes, Fang Zechen felt refreshed, as if every pore felt comfortable.

After closing the momentum, Fang Zechen smiled and closed his eyes again. The continuous spiritual energy was absorbed and accommodated by the brand-new spiritual veins, and the kung fu was running crazily. In the spiritual veins, it was running week by week, and quickly stayed in the dantian Condensed storage.

Qi training phase two, three, five...

With the rapid rise of Fang Zechen's cultivation realm, no matter how short a few days, he went directly from the Qi refining stage to the foundation building stage that many ordinary people dream of.

Although such a cultivation base is nothing in the sect, in this small town where the Fang family is located, even the elders are mostly cultivation bases in the foundation-building period, and this foundation-building cultivation base is still in just a few days. It was repaired in days.

Days passed day by day while Fu Mi was guarding Fang Zechen behind closed doors. After staying for a month, the uncle's knowledge of the sea also calmed down after recuperating. That day, Fu Mi's hands were really heavy. With the help of the elders, he still let him It took a month of retreat to come out.

During the retreat period, he didn't have the time to trouble Fang Zechen, but he gave Fang Zechen the opportunity to practice hard, and in just one month, he reached the cultivation base of the golden core stage.

During this month, Fang Zechen deeply realized the abyss of the original body's aptitude. After solving the problem of the blockage of the spiritual veins, his cultivation base can be described as rapid progress. This is just the step-by-step cultivation speed in the cultivation world. In just a few years, he completed the fusion stage and achieved the position of Demon Lord.

The speed of opening and closing is so high that even the protagonist Fu Mi can't beat it. It is simply a difficult training before making up for the original body without limit.

It is worth mentioning that during this month of day and night training, Fang Zechen's mental strength of insisting on refusing to leave was actually used to his existence, and he was able to ignore the other party very well.

In a month's time, Fang Zechen also figured out the other party's temperament, but he just wandered around in the yard, but he didn't do anything out of the ordinary with him because of his high cultivation.

In this way, Fang Zechen stepped out of the door of the room logically.

Fu Mi, who had been staying outside, wept with joy, and was almost moved. He thought that he would soon be able to arrange an encounter with Fang Zechen, but Fang Zechen didn't play cards according to common sense, and didn't come out of the room for a whole month. It may be several months or even years, but that is when the realm is impacted or the injury is recuperating. Usually, who has nothing to do will stay so long without going out.

It is easy to get tired if the mental power is always outside, Fu Mi can only find a nearby inn, and release the mental power to protect Fang Zechen while practicing. In this way, Fang Zechen did not go out for a month, and Fu Mi did not go out for a month.

Seeing that Fang Zechen finally went out, Fu Mi, who was meditating in the inn room, jumped up from the collapsed floor, picked out a suit of slightly satisfactory clothes from the storage ring, and even replaced the original magic weapon with a decorative one. The hair crown of the Lord, after confirming that his appearance was elegant enough in front of the spiritual realm, he went out and rushed towards the place where Fang Zechen was.

"I haven't seen the young master of the Fang family for a month, and I don't know what happened."

"Hey, why are you mentioning him, Tang Shu fell down but only knows how to laugh at the dandy, so as not to be stained by him."

"With such a person, why hasn't the Fang family changed the young master yet?"

"It should be changed soon. I heard that Patriarch Fang raised Young Master Fang as his own flesh and blood. He tried his best to raise him. It's fine if he can't improve his cultivation, but he never wanted to raise a white-eyed wolf. This time Patriarch Fang may have completely given up because of the ridicule."

"This Fang Zechen is too stupid. You are a good young master. With your cousin hurting you, you may be able to take the position of Patriarch in the future, but you have to die."

"Yeah, I'm afraid there's something wrong with this Young Master Fang. Hey, why are you winking, your eyes are convulsed?"

The few people chatting together on the second floor of the teahouse suddenly blinked wildly at the speaker, implying that the person who spoke was not in a good mind and did not understand the hints of these people.

"Master Fang" stood up in embarrassment. Although they were not afraid of the young master of the Fang family, it would still be embarrassing to be caught on the spot speaking ill of someone behind their backs. Besides, if the other party's identity really caused a disturbance because of their dissatisfaction, Those who suffer are probably those who have no power or influence.

The speaker felt bad when he saw several people standing up, but upon hearing these young master Fang's voices, he immediately stood up, turned around and stood there awkwardly, not knowing what to do.

"Say it, you're very happy to talk, why don't you continue talking." Fang Zechen looked at several people with a half-smile and said.

It seems that even if he was retreating to recuperate his spiritual consciousness, the uncle of the original body did not forget to order people to ruin his reputation, and also controlled the public opinion to go in the direction of his unfilial piety. Although many people knew about his fall and scandal, people Most of the attention was put on Fang Zechen. It was really a good plan to solve his own scandal and trick his annoying nephew.

"Master Fang, the few of us just chatted over tea and said something wrong. If you don't remember the villain's mistakes, please let us go." The person who stood up finally bowed and said.

It's really perfunctory, Fang Zechen, who is not a dandy, doesn't know, it seems that it is recognized that he is easy to bully, otherwise, when he meets a real dandy and happens to be caught speaking ill of the other party, it would be strange not to be so frightened that he kneels down and begs for mercy. Compared with ordinary people who have no power and no power, these people would never dare to offend powerful dudes.

None of these people is innocent, the chatting after dinner is not for them to spread rumors, they know how watery their words are, but they still slander them unreservedly, it's just because they have a good temper and don't want to care about them.

It's just that before Fang Zechen took the lesson, the mental power that had been following him turned around a few times agitatedly, and the attacking spiritual power on the stairs bumped straight into the standing people, who subconsciously raised their cultivation bases to resist, but they were like ants. Shaking the elephant didn't have any effect, and several people vomited blood and fell to the ground.

The few people who were injured didn't even dare to say anything, staring at the stairs in fear and trembling. In the realm of self-cultivation, the strong are respected, and there are many of them whose cultivation base is obviously higher.

Creaking, creaking, it was the sound of feet stepping on the stairs, Fang Zechen and the people who fell on the ground shifted their eyes to one place, waiting for someone to come up.

The person who came was wearing a white shirt and was holding a spirit sword. The corners of his mouth could be seen smiling, but he was a little stiff for some reason. When he walked up step by step, the jade pendant around his waist swayed slightly.

"Gossip about people behind their backs, but they haven't learned the truth yet, so they should be hit."

"Yes, yes, the villain should be beaten, and I hope the two adults will not forget the villain's fault and let us survive." In front of the monks with higher cultivation levels, these people were obviously more timid.

"How does this fellow Taoist feel?"

Seeing someone asking Fang Zechen for his opinion, several people quickly kowtowed to Fang Zechen, begging for mercy constantly.

Anyway, Fang Zechen waved his hand after receiving the lesson he deserved, "That's all, it's just a few gossips, a little punishment is enough, you go away."

Hearing Fang Zechen's words, the few of them scrambled down the teahouse as if they had been pardoned.

"Fellow Daoist is kind, I'm Fu Mi." Fu Mi saluted with a sword in his hand, but he didn't know what to do in his heart. This was the first time he met Ze Chen in this life. What kind of impression did Chen leave in his heart?