Qingyuan Immortal Palace

"Since I came in because of the ritual training technique, maybe I can go out like this?"

Fang Yang thought and then sat cross-legged.

He formed seals with his hands and began to perform sacrificial training techniques.

Suddenly he found that he had established an indescribable connection with this mysterious mountain.

Afterwards, Fang Yang immediately calmed down and thought about leaving.

In an instant, the light flashed, and Fang Yang felt his body shake slightly.

Fang Yang appeared in the original cave again.

"Hey, where did that strange thing go?"

Fang Yang looked around strangely. The family relic that he originally used to practice the True Yuan Sacrifice had disappeared.

"That's not right, but my mind is connected to the treasure. I can obviously feel the existence of the treasure, but why can't I see it?"

Fang Yang immediately channeled his true energy into the center of his eyebrows, and covered it with his spiritual thoughts. In an instant, within a radius of three feet, Fang Yang could clearly understand the movements of even an ant.

"It's really strange. The spirit clearly senses his existence, but why can't he be found?"

"Could it be?" Fang Yang immediately calmed down and calmed down.

This time, instead of releasing his spiritual thoughts, he withdrew his spiritual thoughts and directly explored them within his own body.

Relying on the connection between his mind and his mind, Fang Yang finally discovered the mysterious mountain in his dantian.

At this time, the mountain became as big as dust and merged into Fang Yang's dantian.

If it weren't for the mental connection between the mountain and him, Fang Yang might not have been able to discover it at all.

"Hehe, although I don't know what the use of this weird hill is, but if you encounter an enemy that you can't defeat, you can escape to the fairy mountain."

But Fang Yang thought for a while and shook his head.

He needs to enter that weird hill and it takes him a long time to use the ritual spells to get in. If he encounters a strong enemy, I am afraid that the opponent will not give him time to breathe at all.

He won't be stupid enough to let you have time to activate the ritual training technique.

In this way, Fang Yang inexplicably refined this ancient relic into his body in a very dangerous way.

Seeing that most of the elixir he had worked so hard to refine had been used up, Fang Yang felt his body aching.

When Fang Yang returned home, he realized that he had been in the mountain for more than ten days.

"It turns out that it took me so much time to refine this rare treasure."

Fang Yang had no choice but to leave the remaining pills at home, and then hurried back to Baimen.

And because the little white ferret Qian Duoduo was playing better and better with Fang Yue and Fang Mu, Fang Yang simply let Qian Duoduo follow Fang Yue.

Qian Duoduo has grown up a lot these days. It obviously also likes to live in the mountains, and it can bring back some Ganoderma lucidum from the mountains from time to time, which makes the Fang family very happy.

If Qian Duoduo stays in the city, it may hinder Qian Duoduo's growth.

With Chief Chen's "return to his hometown", Fang Yang's freedom has become greater.

Normally, as long as you follow the tasks assigned by Chief Chen, you can go out at will.

Although some angry disciples felt that Fang Yang was too arrogant, they all felt that if Chief Chen returned to the sect, Fang Yang would probably be punished.

But Fang Yang knew best in his heart that Chief Chen would never come back.

And Fang Yang also made improving his strength his top priority.

Now Fang Yang has hundreds of thousands taels of silver and tens of thousands taels of gold in his pocket, as well as precious medicines left by Chief Chen.

Fang Yang can refine new elixirs, and at the same time, the talisman he has always wanted to make becomes possible.

It didn't take long for Fang Yang to buy high-quality cinnabar and talisman paper.

He started making talismans in the quiet room in the backyard of Mr. Qi's shop.

Fang Yang already knew from "The True Interpretation of Alchemy Talismans" that talismans are a good thing that monks often use.

To put it bluntly, making talismans means that the talisman maker seals a certain spell and its spiritual power on the talisman paper with a special spell.

Thus, a spiritual talisman with the power of this spell is made from spiritual materials.

When you need a spell sealed in the talisman, you only need to recite a few short incantations and refine a little spiritual power on the talisman paper, and the spell sealed in the talisman paper can be instantly activated.

This is much more convenient and faster than using spells.

And more importantly, once the talisman is refined, it can be sold or given to other monks.

Other monks can also use it easily. Some talismans can also be used by mortals.

Take the fireball talisman as an example. As the name suggests, it is a talisman that seals the low-level spell "fireball".

And what Fang Yang wanted to draw was the fireball talisman.

Fang Yang first asked for leave from the sect, saying that he wanted to complete the trial assigned by Chief Chen.

From then on, big and small explosions erupted from the quiet room in Mr. Qi's backyard.

A month later, Fang Yang came out of the quiet room looking like a crow, black and black, and Old Man Qi didn't even recognize him.

During this month, Fang Yang devoted all his energy to practicing making talismans.

The first few times, due to small mistakes, the spell exploded while making it, leaving Fang Yang disgraced.

This made Fang Yang become extremely careful when making talismans, but even so, Fang Yang also caused a lot of explosions.

Of course, this is also related to the materials used by Fang Yang.

The talisman paper and cinnabar used by Fang Yang are considered top-quality in Fengcheng, but they can only be regarded as the worst materials for making talismans.

Therefore, in a month, Fang Yang only made less than ten fireball talismans.

And Fang Yang also wanted to make a diamond talisman one level higher than the fireball talisman according to the records in "The True Explanation of the Alchemy Talisman", but it exploded more than 20 times and still failed.

Fang Yang had no choice but to give up.

"It seems that you must find good talisman paper to make higher-level talismans."

Although Fang Yang had just learned how to make the talisman this time, he was already very proficient in the fireball technique.

Therefore, the success rate of the first-level fireball talisman is basically 20%, which is already very high for beginners.

Fang Yang took a hot bath and went out to the street again.

This time Fang Yang planned to buy some high-end medicinal materials and refine a better elixir than the Spirit Gathering Pill.

After taking the Qi Gathering Pill, Fang Yang has reached the peak of the third level of Qi training, but he feels that he has reached a bottleneck.

If he wanted to improve, he could only refine the Yunling Pill which was slightly better than the Qi Gathering Pill.

And Fang Yang has been looking for the main ingredient in the elixir, Centennial Cloud Dew Grass, but has been searching for a long time to no avail.

Fang Yang took a shower and rested for a while, then went directly to several pharmacies in Fengcheng to try his luck to see if he could find traces of the century-old cloudweed.

Fang Yang is now almost fifteen years old, and is already a head taller than Old Man Qi. Fang Yang has also been a disciple for three years, so he wears the clothes of a high-level disciple of the White Sect.

He is equipped with a long sword and looks majestic. Nowadays, many shops in Fengcheng City know Fang Yang.

And they knew that he was the disciple of the leader of the White Sect. In addition, Fang Yang spent a lot of money, so many shops and merchants treated him as an honored guest.

Fang Yang shopped around and found that although he bought extremely precious medicinal materials that are also used to refine Yunling Pill, the main medicine Yunlu grass was not available.

Fang Yang had no choice but to shake his head and turn to the west of the city, where there was also a large pharmacy.

Chengxi Xinglin Hall is well-known in Fengcheng. Xinglin Hall has been established in Fengcheng for more than 200 years.

The current boss, Sun Baiyao, is also well-known for his medical skills. Sun Baiyao's youngest daughter is Fang Yang's junior sister Sun Zhenzhen.

However, Sun Zhenzhen and Ma Dali were both under Deacon Zhang, and they had indeed become somewhat alienated from Fang Yang in recent years.

As soon as Fang Yang entered Xinglin Hall, the shopkeeper greeted him.

Fang Yang asked about the situation of Cloud Dew Grass, and the shopkeeper looked embarrassed and said: " Cloud Dew Grass is extremely rare. I don't know if Xinglin Hall has it. I'm afraid it will take Boss Sun to come and decide."

Although the shopkeeper on duty couldn't decide, he didn't say anything to death, giving Fang Yang a glimmer of hope.

"Shopkeeper, ask the doctor to come out and save people~~~" Suddenly, at this moment, there was a noise outside the door, and soon a group of people carried a young man in white clothes into the Xinglin Hall.

"The injury is so serious, why are you looking for a doctor in the hall? Dad~~ Come out and save people~~~"

These visitors were none other than Sun Zhenzhen, the daughter of Sun Baiyao, the master of Xinglin Hall.

And the injured person turned out to be Ma Dali. and

Many of the other disciples carrying Ma Dali were classmates of Baimen who entered the school at the same time as Fang Yang.

Although Fang Yang is not very gregarious, he is quite familiar with this group of people.

"What's going on? How did Ma Dali get injured?"

Fang Yang walked through the crowd and came to Ma Dali's side.

I saw Ma Dali, who usually had a body like an iron tower, lying on the ground, with blood still oozing from the corners of his mouth.

There were a bunch of bloody palm prints on his chest.

"Blood Palm? What's going on?"

Fang Yang knew that this was a powerful palm technique and a sinister skill in the world.

After being hit, the internal organs will be invaded by the blood evil internal energy, and finally the meridians will be broken.

Even the internal organs inside the body were rotten into a pool of pus and blood.

This blood evil palm is very powerful, but it requires the blood of pregnant women and fetuses and a lot of poisons to prepare the blood evil.

Apply the poisonous blood to your hands and absorb it with your internal power.

As a result, a blood-evil internal energy that is a mixture of internal force and toxicity has been formed, so it has always been scorned by people in the world.

"Sun Zhenzhen, what happened?" Fang Yang asked hurriedly.

"It's all me, it's all because of me~~~ It was me who harmed Brother Ma!"

Sun Zhenzhen was so anxious that she burst into tears.

It turns out that Sun Zhenzhen and Ma Dali have been training together for many years and are considered childhood sweethearts.

Although they didn't say it out loud, both parties had secret feelings for each other and everyone knew it.

Today, someone wanted to molest Sun Zhenzhen on the street. Ma Dali naturally refused and started fighting with him.

Unexpectedly, there was a powerful master next to the opponent, so he injured Ma Dali.

During the conversation, Sun Baiyao had been called out from the inner hall by several servants.

"Dad, please save Brother Ma!" Sun Zhenzhen ran over immediately when he saw his father coming.

"Zhenzhen, don't worry, let me feel your pulse."

Sun Baiyao has been practicing medicine for many years and has superb medical skills. However, after taking the pulse this time, his face was clouded.

"Dad, how are you?" Sun Zhenzhen asked hurriedly.

"Hey~~~This, hey~~~It's so difficult~~~ He was struck by a blood evil palm. This kind of palm technique is extremely vicious, and the person who used the palm obviously wanted his life, and would use the blood evil palm to kill him. The internal energy has penetrated into his meridians, and I’m afraid he won’t be able to hold on for a few more hours.”

Sun Baiyao shook his head and sighed.

"Dad, what did you say? Brother Ma can't be saved?"

Sun Zhenzhen was stunned for a moment, even a little unsteady on his feet. With a "Wow~~~", Sun Zhenzhen collapsed on the ground and cried loudly.

At this time, she didn't look like a lady at all.

The entire medicine hall was filled with a sad atmosphere.