Changsheng: My qualifications improve a little bit every day

"Prime Stone? You even know about this? Have you used it? No wonder you asked this. So you have taken the path of a Qigong practitioner?"

After hearing this, Bai Jin just looked at Fang Yue. Without waiting for Fang Yue to answer, he knew the answer from the subtle changes in his expression.

"Prime Stone is condensed from Qi. There are at least more than ten different types of Yuan Stone according to their properties. Directly absorbing the Qi from Yuan Stone is the method of Qigong practitioners."

"But the Qi condensed by this method will most likely dissipate into the flesh and blood to strengthen the body. For a while, the practice may be rapid, but there are limited Yuan Stones in the world, and there will be a limit in the end."

Bai Jin spoke slowly and answered Fang Yue's doubts.

The practice method of Qigong practitioners is not bad, and they are even stronger than warriors at the same level, but Yuan Stones are limited, so this method is destined to be impossible to cultivate more practitioners.

The number is far less than that of the secret medicine martial arts, so this is also the reason why Qigong practitioners have been replaced by warriors and are rarely circulated in the world today.

Of course, the Qigong method was not extinct. In fact, it was still circulated in the Wei Dynasty. Some top forces would select geniuses with outstanding talents to cultivate Qigong.

"What if I stop now and use secret medicine to sense Qi?" Fang Yue immediately asked the question in his heart.

After he cultivated a little internal Qi, he could also take secret medicine to cultivate Yi Sui, and because of the Yuanshi, his progress in cultivating Yi Sui became faster.

This feeling can't be wrong!

"Haha, of course not. Since Qi has been generated, if you use secret medicine to sense Qi, it will inevitably cause the two Qi to collide. At the least, it will be seriously injured, and at the worst, the physical body will collapse."

"It's not too late now, or you can disperse your power and cultivate again. There is still a possibility of sensing Qi in the future."

Bai Jin shook his head. There is no shortcut to the road of cultivation.

In the past, there were warriors or Qigong practitioners who had the same idea as Fang Yue, who wanted to take the best of both cultivation methods.

But without exception, they all failed.

The energy of the Yuanshi and the energy produced by refining secret medicine are not the same. The two are similar in form, but different in nature and cannot be integrated.

"As for immortals, maybe there are, maybe not, but whether there are or not, they will not be what you imagine."

Bai Jin said at last.

Fang Yue wanted to continue asking, but the latter shook her head, saying that if she wanted to ask more, she would need to fight with her. If she could beat her, she could continue asking questions.

Otherwise, she would not open her mouth.

Fang Yue shook his head and naturally would not take action. He could feel the faint threat from Bai Jin, and this trip could be regarded as solving the doubts in his heart.

In addition, he stayed for a long time, so he stood up and said goodbye.

After a while.

Bai Xingqiu came out from nowhere and came to Bai Jin's yard.

"Haha, how was that person just now? Is he better than those I have seen before?" Bai Xingqiu asked cautiously with a smile on his face.

He kept a distance of three meters from Bai Jin, looking like he didn't dare to get close.

"Not bad, but it's a pity that I took the wrong path. It will be like this in the future. Brother, don't associate with people like this in the future." Bai Jin said in a flat tone.

Then he told Fang Yue that he had refined Yuanshi and had embarked on the path of ancient Qigong practitioners.

Without the support of a big force, it is impossible to obtain a large amount of Yuanshi.

And although Fang Yue's talent is not bad, he is not a real genius picked out of a million, so the efficiency of refining Yuanshi is naturally much lower.

This will make the future even more difficult.

And if I give up my cultivation now and practice again, I am afraid it will take more than ten years to practice to the current level. By then, I will be over 40 years old and will have no chance to feel Qi again.

The future achievements are limited, so such people are naturally not worth associating with.

"It is indeed the person that I, Fatty Bai, like. Brother Fang actually practices the Qigong method. It is indeed not an ordinary person. I think Brother Fang will definitely make a big splash in the future." Fatty Bai didn't know whether he was being stubborn or forcing himself.

But in a flash, Bai Xingqiu spoke again: "When I, Bai Xingqiu, make friends, I don't look at the other party's cultivation potential, nor do I look at the other party's future achievements. This is not called making friends, this is called scheming."

Bai Jin was speechless immediately.

She thought about it carefully, and it was true. This cousin made friends from all walks of life.

There are people with low achievements, people with little wealth, children of noble families, and even peddlers.

"Cousin, I think Fang Yue is not an ordinary person. If you don't seize this opportunity, don't regret it in the future."

Bai Xingqiu snorted, and then didn't dare to look at Bai Jin, and turned around and ran away.

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After staying in Shanyang Prefecture for another two days, Fang Yue purchased some daily necessities and returned to Xiahe County.

Because he didn't bring much goods when he went back, he was much faster than when he came.

It took less than five days to walk out of the radiation range of Shanyang Prefecture.

"Boss, it seems that the rain will not stop today. I remember there is a dilapidated temple ahead. Let's go there to take shelter from the rain."

Old Escort Zheng glanced at the dark clouds in the sky and turned to Fang Yue in the middle of the team.

As soon as they walked out of the radiation range of Shanyang Prefecture, the sky was overcast, and soon a heavy rain fell.

This place is a place where there is no village in front and no shop behind, and there is no place to stay.

Fortunately, he is still familiar with this road and knows that there is a dilapidated temple nearby. Although it has been in disrepair for a long time, it is still no problem to take shelter from the rain temporarily.

Fang Yue naturally agreed. In this kind of weather, it is not a big deal if he is traveling alone.

With so many people, plus the carriages and the goods on them, they had to find a place to take shelter from the rain.

A quarter of an hour later.

The caravan entered the ruined temple. The statue of the god in this temple was broken, and the head had long been gone. Only a half-body statue was left.

Zheng Lao, the escort, first saluted the statue, and then led the caravan members to make a fire and rest.

Fang Yue didn't have to do these things. Fang Yue couldn't sit still, so he wandered around in this ruined temple.

Walking out of the hall, Fang Yue remembered that when he came in just now, he saw that the pavilion in the yard was relatively intact.

Following his memory, he came to this pavilion in the corner of the temple.

This temple was originally built on the hillside of a small mountain, leaning against a cliff on one side, and the pavilion in the yard was built right on the edge of the cliff.

Standing in the pavilion, the view here is very wide, and you can see the road they just came from here.

"Hmm? Who are those people?"

At this moment, Fang Yue saw a dozen tall figures rushing in the rain on the road leading to the ruined temple.

These people were obviously not ordinary people. Fang Yue could feel the heavy evil spirit coming from them from a distance.

"Moshan tribe mountain people?"

When these people got closer, Fang Yue could already see the lines drawn on their exposed skin.

It was just like what he had seen on the mountain people of Moshan tribe.

In addition, these people were tall, almost two meters tall, so they must be mountain people of Moshan tribe!

"They are not good people! Is it because of that wooden stick?"

For some reason, Fang Yue had a feeling that these people should be coming for him.

And, since the Moshan tribe was destroyed, these mountain people had long been like dogs that had lost their homes. Logically, they should have been dormant.

Now they appeared here, and came to the ruined temple with a clear goal, exuding murderous aura. It was obvious that these people were coming for the wooden stick seized from the great elder of the Moshan tribe.

In Fang Yue's eyes, and in the eyes of many people in Shanyang Prefecture, the wooden stick was just made of a harder material, and there was nothing surprising about it.

But perhaps in the eyes of these mountain people of the Moshan tribe, the wooden stick was of extraordinary significance.

Seeing that these mountain people were about to rush to the ruined temple, Fang Yue immediately warned.

"What happened to the boss?"

Zheng Lao Escort and others took up their weapons and set up a battle formation. As expected of an escort company that has been walking on this trade route for many years, their professional quality is extraordinary.

"The mountain people of Moshan are approaching." Fang Yue said calmly, his eyes fixed on the gate of the ruined temple.

"What? Hasn't the Moshan tribe been wiped out by the court? How dare those mountain people show up?" Zheng Lao Escort was very surprised. After all, when the Moshan tribe had not been wiped out, those mountain people rarely appeared near the city.

Because once they were discovered by the patrolling guards, they would be arrested and wiped out.

Now the Moshan tribe is gone. Even if there are still survivors, there must not be too many. How dare these people show up? Aren't they afraid of being discovered and then completely exterminated?

Besides, how could the remaining people of the Moshan tribe run so far and appear here?

If someone else said that the remnants of the Moshan tribe were attacking outside, he would not believe it, but now that it was Fang Yue who said this, he had to believe it.

Sure enough, after just a moment, a chaotic sound of trampling water sounded.

Then, the already dilapidated temple door was smashed by a powerful attack. Then, more than a dozen people wearing animal skins, taller than ordinary people, and with mysterious patterns all over their bodies appeared.

"Moshan people!"

Zheng Lao, the old escort, had seen the people of the Moshan tribe before, so he recognized them at once.

These Moshan people didn't seem to expect that today's target would be prepared in advance. They were stunned at first and couldn't help but be cautious. They didn't rush in and kill people as they had imagined before coming.

"Seventh Elder, do you think that man will deceive us?" A Moshan tribe member said to the leader who was taller, with more luxurious animal skins and more complicated patterns.

"Be prepared for the retreat, the scepter is here, kill these people first and then deal with it." The seventh elder of the Moshan tribe, the only surviving Moshan tribe elder.

His words naturally have authority, and they did not find any ambushes on the way up the mountain. Maybe these targets just happened to find them.

After all, they did not hide their tracks when they came up.

Following this person's order, the battle was about to break out.

The Moshan tribe's tribe members roared and rushed towards the caravan guards who formed a defensive formation, and the caravan guards also bent their bows and shot back.

The battle began in the heavy rain.