I have a fairy palace in my body

Chapter 8
Fang Han turned his head and looked, and the one who spoke was a young monk about 27 or [-] years old.

looking at him.

"Exactly. I don't know what you have taught me."

Fang Han cupped his hands and said neither humble nor overbearing.

"Looking at the appearance of fellow Taoist, you are also a casual cultivator?" The young monk sized him up and asked.

Fang Han didn't speak, just acquiesced.

"Since it's a casual cultivator, I advise you not to practice the Soul Technique without authorization."

"Oh, please enlighten me." Fang Han was taken aback.

"Friend Daoist, you only have the second level of Qi training, and you don't have a teacher to guide you."

"If you are groping to cultivate this kind of soul-like cultivation technique, it is easy to go wrong. If you are not careful, your soul will be damaged at least, and you will lose your sanity if you go crazy."

The middle-aged monk said.

His voice fell.

Fang Han's heart skipped a beat.

Yes, why didn't I think of this.

"I've been taught." With a solemn face, he bowed to the ground towards the young monk.

"Fellow Daoists don't need to be too polite."

"I'm just reminding you casually, they are all loose cultivators, and they all come here like this." The young monk sighed.

The two chatted.

Fang Han learned that the young monk's name was Zheng Rong, and he practiced Qi at the fourth level, and he was also a casual cultivator.

It has been a year since I came to Yunye Fairy City.

Fang Han asked Zheng Rong about Yunye Xiancheng and some basic conditions nearby.

After a while, Zheng Rong had something to leave, and the two said goodbye.

Fang Han continued to wander around Fangshi.

Don't think about the exercises for now.

He focused on magic.

First, I spent twenty spirit stones to buy a door, the Five Thunder Curse.

I spent another eighteen spiritual stones, bought a door, and used ice acupuncture.

Next, he took a fancy to another earth shield technique and bought it for eighteen spirit stones.

Then Fang Han went straight to a stall selling elixir seeds.

Went up and asked the price.

"The seeds of the first-level elixir, ten grains and one spirit stone!"

He looked startled.

"Yes, if you want a particularly large amount, we can discuss it later."

The stall was set up by an old man. Seeing Fang Han's shocked look, he thought he was too expensive.

However, Fang Han was depressed.

When he was in Heishui Town, he bought [-] seeds for five spirit stones and brought a pack of spirit grain seeds.

I thought it was a little cheap.

Did not expect to be teased.

"These elixir seeds are collected in batches from the spiritual fields of the major families outside the Immortal City, and the quality is absolutely fine." The old man said again.

Fang Han thought so too.

This is equivalent to the fact that the wholesale price of some things in big cities is often cheaper than that in small towns.

He spent ten spirit stones, bought one hundred seeds of the first-level elixir, and asked the old man to give five packets of spirit valley seeds.

Then, he came to the pharmacy.

In addition to leaving two hundred spirit stones to replenish field strength, the remaining seven or eight hundred spirit stones were all bought for the elixir used in the Qi training period.

I bought several bottles of Zengling Pill, Huishen Pill, Huiqi Pill, Healing Pill, etc., and Xiaopeiyuan Pill also bought a few.

After all this was done, it was getting late.

He went back to his small courtyard house.

Close the door and enter the Immortal Mansion Cave.

Fang Han took out some of the first-order elixir seeds and carefully planted them evenly in the spiritual field. In this way, counting the elixir seeds just planted before, more than half of the spiritual soil was planted with elixir.

The other half of the land was all planted in the Spirit Valley.

"The area is still too small." Fang Han still had a lot of first-order elixir seeds left in his hand, so he had to put them away for later use or rotate them.

After exiting Xianfu Dongtian.

He came to his small courtyard.

Start practicing spells.

The power of a spell depends not only on the mana of the caster, but also on the proficiency of the spell itself, that is, how hot it is.

Casting spells generally requires monks to use mana. In a very short period of time, exquisite seals are quickly condensed outside the body. The number, core, and power of various spells are different, and then they are stimulated in an instant. .

For most elementary spells, there are only a dozen or at most twenty seals that need to be condensed. The deeper the fire, the more seals that need to be condensed.

Fang Han's wind control technique and fireball technique are only at a low level, that is to say, only a few magic seals have been condensed.

He only knew the danger of insufficient heat when he was fighting with Zhao Peng.

In addition, he also purchased the Five Thunder Curse and Ice Needle Technique.

There is no trick to practice spells, it can only be practiced with water.

The air was scorching hot all of a sudden, and Fang Han instantly condensed into a fist-sized fireball with one hand and threw it out.

boom!The next second, he was dumbfounded.

I saw that half of the wall of the small courtyard was blown down.

There is no prohibition protection in the small courtyard, so naturally it is impossible to practice spells as one likes.

"It seems that you can only practice condensing the magic seal in the yard, increasing the heat, and when you release the power of the spell, go outside the city."

By the next night, the spirit valley in the spirit field of Xianfu had already matured.

Fang Han harvested the Lingmi and planted another crop of Linggu.

When the elixir hadn't reached the hundred-year mark, Fang Han mainly practiced by eating the elixir.

The spiritual grain harvested just now is enough for him to eat for several months.

In this way, Fang Han practiced five kinds of spells hard on weekdays, and he also practiced the tiger's mighty sword technique.

When mana and spirit power are exhausted, take pills to supplement and continue to practice.

Don't stop until you're tired.

He spent seven or eight hundred spirit stones and bought several bottles of Huiqi Pill, Zengling Pill, Huishen Pill, etc., which he ate as jelly beans.

If some people from the sect knew that he ate these pills as jelly beans just to practice spells, they would be heartbroken and cursed for wasting them.

Two months later, his original fireball and wind control skills have been cultivated to perfection.

As for the Ice Needle Technique and the Earth Shield Technique, they have reached a high degree of success, and the Five Thunder Curse has reached a minor success.

The original owner himself has practiced the Tiger Mighty Sword Technique to a great degree, and Fang Han has also easily cultivated to perfection during this period.

this night.

Fang Han looked at the two bottles of high-grade Huishen Pill in his hand, and the body of Yuanshen entered the cabin in the cave of Immortal Mansion.

The effect of the top-grade Huishen Pill is several times better than that of the low-grade Huishen Pill, and the purity of the medicine is much better.

three days later.

The two bottles of top-grade rejuvenation pills were exhausted, and Fang Han Yuanshen returned to his physical body with deep exhaustion and pain.

Fall back to sleep.

Qi training three layers, breakthrough!
By the time Fang Han woke up again, another three days had passed.

Recalling the difficulty and pain of this breakthrough, he still has lingering fears.

"Next, it's best not to practice in the fairy mansion cave until you find a suitable soul-like exercise."

Fang Han said to himself.

Too much is too much.

He practiced in the fairy mansion cave.

The effect of one day is equal to one year outside.

The extremely fast progress of such a progress is too great for the exhaustion of the primordial spirit. Even if there is a top-grade rejuvenation pill, it will only replenish the soul power, and it will not be able to restore the primordial spirit's life.

After breaking through the third level of Qi training, his magic power increased several times, and the range of his consciousness increased to more than 30 feet.

After Fang Han ate some spiritual grains.

Flipping through the storage bag, I was ashamed.

During this period of time, he spent another hundred spirit stones to replenish his field strength.

So now, he still has more than 100 spirit stones and several spirit grains in his hand.

The elixir in Xianfu Dongtian will take about a month to mature.

There is an urgent need to earn spirit stones.

"Cultivation, you can't always work behind closed doors."

"Especially the improvement of combat power requires more tempering in actual combat."

Fang Han plans to go outside the city to kill monsters to practice.

You must know that the original owner was only at the first level of Qi training at that time, and his combat power was low, so he had been avoiding monsters all along.

But it's different now.

Fang Han has advanced to the third level of Qi training, and his mana, technique and combat skills have been greatly improved.

This gave him a certain confidence to practice.

"Go outside the city to kill monsters, and pick elixir along the way. You can practice and earn spirit stones."

Just do it.

Fang Han went to Fangshi again and bought ten first-order top-grade talismans with a hundred spirit stones.

Then he walked towards a small square at the gate of the city.

There are often gathered monks who are going to practice outside the city, seeking to form a team.

"Recruiting teammates, it is best to reach the middle stage of Qi training, and priority is given to those who are good at fire attribute spells."

"Friends with strong water-attribute exercises, look over here, you can do it by practicing Qi at the third level."

"Whoever has strong metallic attack spells can join our team, don't come if you are below the fifth level of Qi training..."

A burst of yelling echoed in the small square.

Fang Han took a look.

These cultivator squads that go out to practice are strong and weak, and the person with the highest cultivation is usually the captain.

Fang Han is mainly because he is not familiar with the situation outside Yunye Xiancheng, otherwise he would have gone alone.

At this moment.

"Fang Daoyou?"

A somewhat familiar voice sounded, and Fang Han looked back, only to see a young monk greeting him in the distance.

It was Zheng Rong, a casual cultivator I met in Fangshi some time ago.

(End of this chapter)