Gou was 100 years before the game opened

Chapter 63
It was only two days since Li Hu practiced "Spiritual Art of Bingjia", and he arrived at the Nianguan of Tangli.

Datang Yongtai five years, the first day of the first month.

In the purple bamboo forest, the shadow of the moon is faint, and the mottled moonlight looks quite desolate.

Fang Chang raised his glass to invite the moon, and they formed three people facing each other.

There are a few red lanterns hanging outside the bamboo building, with couplets and big red blessing characters on them. There are also red papers pasted in the bamboo forest, and there is a bit of New Year flavor in the air.

These are Zhu Gui's arrangements.

He is a very careful person, knowing that he can't help Shang Fang in major matters, so he handles these small matters and details very well.

This is also the reason Fang Chang is willing to train him.

If he is neither obedient nor pleasing, he might as well raise a dog.

But Fang Chang rejected Zhu Gui's request to spend the New Year with him on the mountain, and also rejected the Li family's invitation.

He just wanted to be alone in this deserted purple bamboo forest.

as always.

It's Chinese New Year.

Fang Chang drank a glass of water and wine, and there was a rare look of melancholy in his eyes.

The feeling is just a trance, he has been in this world for almost a year.

From the uneasiness at the time of time travel to calm acceptance, to the high-spirited desire to take advantage of the traveler's advantages, but finally found that what he had learned was useless and disheartened.

From the loneliness and fear after Fang's father's death, to the qi refining ceremony, he was put to death and reborn.

From the excitement of discovering that this is the background world of the game, to the loss of feeling the low tide of aura, to the motivation to stick to the century-old goal.

He didn't know why he was trying so hard to live.

Maybe I just want to wait until 100 years later to take a look at the reality of this world.

Does he still exist in another world?
Click! ! !

The wine glass in Fang Chang's hand was suddenly crushed, and a ball of black air emerged from his face, like a spider web, quickly covering his entire face.

Heart demon!

Bo Xun contemplates thoughts, visualizes the appearance of Mara, and is disturbed by negative emotions, just like the fire forging real gold, strengthening the spirit.

But if you are a little careless, there is also the risk of being eroded by negative emotions, and the inner demons will suddenly arise.

Now Fang Chang took the initiative to enter into negative emotions, and all kinds of negative emotions suppressed by his powerful spirit on weekdays revived, directly attacking his mind.

"I am you, you are me, why bother to resist?"

But Fang Chang showed a cruel expression at this moment, uttering the six-character mantra of Buddhism to suppress all evil spirits.

"No break, no stand, now!"

His spiritual practice is stuck in a bottleneck, and the upgrade can only be accumulated by time.

The only thing that can improve his combat power in a short period of time is that he has been practicing "Bo Xun Guan Thoughts" hard. If this Dao-level exercise can exert its true power, it will be enough for him to fight at a higher level.

Only limited by the lack of practice time, his "Bo Xun Guan Thought" must be slanted if he wants to improve.

Now he is actively motivating the demons in order to make progress.

Although he is usually very stable, he is always unambiguous when he should be ruthless.

The fate of minus five hangs over his head like a sharp sword. It has been more than half a year, and it has not recovered at all.

However, his life has always been stable, and he didn't even choke on drinking water. It seems that everything is an illusion.

His premonition pointed to danger again.

So it can't be delayed any longer.

Since disasters don't come to him, he will take the initiative to find them.

No matter what, you have to drop it by one or two points first, otherwise you may not be able to grasp it if you come to a big one at a time.

The Foundation Establishment Pill on Li Hu's side was just a second-hand preparation.

He is always thinking about calculating other people's old negative ratios, how can he be seen through his cards.

Fang Chang's face was black and white, and his mind was in a desperate struggle.

……

The sun rises and the moon sets.

In the silent purple bamboo forest, there was a rustling sound on time.

That was the sound of the Purple Blood Spirit Snakes getting up early and looking for food.

Speaking of which, because they cannot leave the restriction of the purple bamboo forest, the recipes become very complicated, and they are suitable for both meat and vegetables.

Usually eat dirt.

Hmm, it sucks.

After all, the Zijiao Spirit Bamboo has the effect of gathering spirits, the closer the place is to the Spirit Bamboo, the stronger the spirit energy is, and the soil on the ground is baptized by the spirit energy, which can be regarded as spiritual soil.

There is also the Zijiaozi bamboo, which usually absorbs spiritual energy, purifies the veins on the bamboo, and contains a faint power of Zijiao.

Therefore, these purple blood snakes usually grow by eating soil and absorbing the juice of bamboo.
Through the enrichment effect of the food chain, the blood in the purple blood snake's body will gradually grow stronger.

Of course, if some little animals that don't know the way stray into the purple bamboo forest, it's purely a meal for the spirit snake.

Li Hu prepared a lot of animal feeding pills before and sprinkled them in the purple bamboo forest, so all the little snakes have grown quite plump at this time.

Fang Chang opened his eyes quietly, and a ray of divine light disappeared.

The Purple Blood King Snake, who was trying to make a snake, suddenly shook its body, and the female snakes covered with it were swept to the ground one after another. The majesty of the king made these female snakes obediently hide in the bamboo leaves. Dare not to complain.

"The second surnamed domestic animal, how dare you betray me!"

The Violet Blood King Snake, who had already begun to understand, raised his head in confusion, only to feel that the voice was very familiar.

Confusion appeared in its snake eyes, but the voice in its head didn't give it time to react, it only heard a voice that seemed to sound from the depths of its soul.

"Small tricks!"

"Hiss... roar!!"

The Purple Blood King Snake felt that the brain of its egg swelled suddenly, as if it was about to explode, and countless messy voices and messages appeared in its mind.

This kind of pain made it break through the snake's neighing, turning into a roar like a small animal.

At the same time, a pair of purple-red snake pupils turned like a roller, and finally stopped.

When it woke up again, it seemed to have returned to normal on the surface.

The only difference is that in its eyes, two pupils appear faintly, but if you look closely, it seems to be an illusion.

Fang Chang took back the newly practiced spiritual art with satisfaction.

From now on, this king snake has changed its surname to Fang.

What's wrong with Fang Chang? He's a good guy, yet he turned his back on him and took refuge in another man.

He doesn't have a big heart.

He kept it secret before, but he didn't want to hurt his relationship with Li Hu because of a small snake. Now that he has achieved a small achievement, he is the first to use it.

This trick of the mind is a subtle mystery, if you don't practice this way, it will be very difficult to discover.

At the same time, it can be regarded as planting a dark seed beside Li Hu.

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【Spirit Demon Art (Spiritual Grade Low Grade)】

[Introduction: The evil summoned from the heart has the power to take away the soul, and can awaken the devil in the spirit, and at the same time use it for oneself. 】

[Note: It can only act on all spiritual things whose spiritual power is lower than that of the person performing the spell. 】

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"Although it hurts a little bit, it's worth the fare."

Last night, he used the scene to express his feelings, stimulated the distracting thoughts in his heart, transformed the demons of the body and mind, and finally cut them off with great perseverance, and obtained a brand new spiritual technique-the little magic trick of the mind.

"It turns out that this is the real magical effect of this Dao-level exercise."

"Sure enough, sorcery has to be practiced evilly, and practicing honestly will lead to death."

Fang Chang's eyes revealed a sudden look.

It is not entirely correct to say that he realized this spiritual art from "Bo Xun Guan Thoughts".

To be precise, he snatched it from the hands of the heart demon.

As we all know, blackening is three times stronger.

Although it is the inner demon born in his heart, but the inner demon is stronger than him, and has various magical methods.

If he hadn't suppressed all negative emotions with Buddhist scriptures and reduced the power of the inner demons to a rootless weed, he would have had a steady stream of mental exhaustion, and he might not be able to take him down.

And after the inner demon dissipated, it was devoured and consumed by him, and this spiritual technique was the harvest.

Moreover, starting from scratch is just getting started, and there is no need for him to comprehend it at all.

Of course, the price is that his spiritual attributes have been permanently reduced by [-], which means a ten percent weakening.

For others, it may take more than half a year to recover from these consumptions, but for him, it is not irreversible.

(End of this chapter)