The camel ray glides leisurely in the air, and can fly far away with a slight flutter of its wings.
Facing the cold wind, Fang Qingyuan looked at Zhan Zhi, who was a little cold. He stepped slightly, and the camel ray flew even slower.
The little girl finally couldn't hold back the tears in her eyes and let them fall freely. A cultivator of immortals has a clear mind. Although she is young, she understands the situation just now and is not as ignorant as a mortal child. .
Fang Qingyuan hesitated and comforted softly
"You can stay in the other courtyard with peace of mind for a few years, wait until you have entered the gate, and then come back. Presumably the Wei family will not dare to make things difficult anymore." You Zhan family."
Zhan Zhi was still dumbfounded after hearing this. After all, she was not an adult and did not know how to hide her emotions.
Fang Qingyuan sighed slightly when he saw her like this. The Wei family had gone too far. The Zhan family might not be able to pass this level. I wonder if Zhan Zhi will be able to survive after this time. How many familiar faces.
Not only the Zhan family, but also many monk families near Tianmen Mountain may find it difficult to survive this time.
After sighing, Fang Qingyuan asked seriously
"Who are you, Zhanzhuang Jian?"
Hearing this, Zhan Zhi turned around, revealing some With red and swollen eyes, he said softly
"He is my father."
No wonder Zhanzhuang Jian behaves like this. Fang Qingyuan saw that Zhanzhuang Jian was old, and this Zhanzhuang Jian Zhi was probably the daughter of his old age, so he felt very distressed.
The deceased senior brother Zhan Yuan was a side branch of the Zhan clan, but now his quota was given to the main lineage, his own daughter, this old thing.
Fang Qingyuan had just had a good impression of Zhanzhuang Jian in his heart, but it disappeared immediately. However, this was a family matter of the Zhan family. Now that the candidate has been selected, it is not Fang Qingyuan's turn to comment.
After saying this, the two of them were silent all the way. The camel ray flew slowly for an hour before arriving at Tianshan Courtyard.
After entering the courtyard gate, Fang Qingyuan took Zhan Zhi to the Chuan Gong Hall. Looking at the palace gate in front of him, Fang Qingyuan was also sighing.
At the end of the moon, one of the three main halls was dead. It was really strange.
I hope this palace master can live a little longer, otherwise this Tianshan Villa will really come to a complete halt.
Stepping into the palace gate, Zhan Zhi hurriedly followed him, fearing that she would not be able to find Fang Qingyuan. In her eyes, Fang Qingyuan was the only person she was familiar with, although they had only met for an hour. .
"Senior Brother Lu, this is Zhan Zhi, a descendant of Senior Brother Zhan Yuan. I will bring it here today. Please help me make arrangements."
Fang Qingyuan found Senior Brother Lu who was responsible for this matter , and wanted to hand Zhan Zhi over to him, Senior Brother Lu glanced at Zhan Zhi and said
"Let's test the spiritual roots first."
After a moment, Senior Brother Lu's cold voice sounded.
"Water spirit root, lower grade seventeen, earth spirit root, lower grade fifteen, wood spirit root"
Zhan Zhi held the token for measuring spiritual roots, her fingers turned white. Looking at Fang Qingyuan in fear, as if he was frightenedlittle beast.
Fang Qingyuan frowned slightly. He did not expect that Zhan Zhi's qualifications were so poor. Even the best water spirit root was not at the middle level, which was worse than He Yu yesterday.
He Yu's earth spirit root is still nineteen. However, although Zhan Zhi's qualifications are not good, she is a descendant of senior brother Zhan Yuan, so she does not depend on her qualifications.
Senior Brother Zhanyuan died for the other hospital, and it is his duty to take care of his descendants. At this point, there is no need to meet the qualification threshold.
However, if the qualifications are not good, even if you are admitted, the resources will not be skewed too much, and the path of cultivation will be difficult in the future.
These thoughts suddenly turned around in Fang Qingyuan. Looking at Senior Brother Lu's cold expression, Fang Qingyuan understood that Senior Brother Lu had lost his intention to care for Zhan Zhi after seeing his talent.
Remembering his previous friendship with Senior Brother Zhanyuan, Fang Qingyuan took out a handful of spirit stones, secretly stuffed them into Senior Brother Lu's hands, and said happily
"After all, he is a descendant of Senior Brother Zhanyuan. , Those of us who are seniors and uncles should take care of them, don’t you think so, senior brother?”
After receiving the spirit stone, Senior Brother Lu’s face softened a little, and he nodded.
"It is true that we should take care of her. I think back then, I was in the same class as Senior Brother Zhan Yuan. Let's do this. Zhan Zhi will enter No. B Courtyard, and after the disciples who take the entrance exam come in, we can practice together."
Hearing Senior Brother Lu say this, Fang Qingyuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It doesn’t matter if you are the last to wait. Senior Brother Zhanyuan, I can be considered worthy of you.
Then he turned to Zhan Zhi and said
"It is the favor of Senior Brother Zhanyuan that you can be admitted to the hospital without taking the exam. You must not forget this. Also, your qualifications are not good. You should be more diligent and ask Senior Brother Lu if you don’t understand anything.”
After saying this, Fang Qingyuan turned around and wanted to leave when he saw that things were done properly, but Zhan Zhi held him by the corner of his clothes and spoke softly. Mosquito
"Then if I have anything to do in the future, I can come to you?"
Looking at Zhan Zhi's hopeful expression, Fang Qingyuan was a bit speechless when he refused. After all, he had just awakened to his dream. After only half a year of wisdom, I still cannot be pure in heart and have few desires, and can never be sentimental or sexual.
But Fang Qingyuan did not give her a clear answer. He just nodded slightly and walked out of the palace door, leaving Zhan Zhi watching his back and watching him leave.
After leaving the palace gate, Fang Qingyuan shook his head and reflected on himself. He wanted to cultivate his true nature and pursue the truth. To be pure and pure, it is better to have less cause and effect. In the future, he should try to do as little as possible such good old people's things.
After reminding himself in his heart, Fang Qingyuan returned to his yard, picked some fruits and vegetables, cooked some spiritual rice, and had a delicious meal.
After dinner, Fang Qingyuan sat cross-legged in the quiet room and began today's practice, riding on the thin spiritual energy emitted by the spiritual rice in his belly.
The exercise that Fang Qingyuan practices is Qingmu Changchun Jue, which is peaceful and righteous. Among the five elements, it is the most soothing.
But the progress of cultivation is also slow, and he is not very good at fighting.
This skill does not have the domineering intensity of fire-based skills, the sharp attacks of metal skills, and the heavy load of earth-based skills.
When Fang Qingyuan chose this technique, in addition to the fact that he had the highest qualifications for the wood spirit root, there was another reason, that is, after practicing this technique, his life could be slightly extended.
Qi-training monks can live up to one hundred and twenty years when they die. If they build a foundation, their lifespan can be doubled to two hundred and fifty years.
There are five hundred golden elixirs and one thousand and five Nascent Souls. As for transforming into gods, except for a small catastrophe once every five hundred years and a great catastrophe of heaven and earth that needs to be overcome once every three thousand years, there is no need to worry about life.
However, each catastrophe of heaven and earth is more severe than the last, and the monks who transform themselves into gods are also exhausted.
Talking back to Fang Qingyuan’s wood-based skills, if Fang Qingyuan could practice Qingmu Changchun to perfection, his lifespan could be extended by seven or eight years.
Seven or eight years is really not much, that is, it is the time it takes a Nascent Soul monk to retreat, but in the eyes of the Qi Practitioner monks, after seven or eight years, their hope of building a foundation is greater.
It is best for a Qi-training monk to be able to build a foundation before he is seventy years old. Otherwise, with every passing year thereafter, the hope of building a foundation will become even slimmer.
If you are still unwilling after reaching the age of one hundred, you will have no choice but to end your life.
And whoever has not fought with others several times on the road of cultivation, the injuries suffered and the unresolved feelings will all become obstacles on the road of cultivation.
If you can't pass that hurdle, you have to stop here.
In the quiet room, Fang Qingyuan sat cross-legged, with incense burning quietly beside him, medicine candles swaying, and moonlight shining in through the skylight.
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