Of course, the idea of becoming a casual cultivator was just Fang Qingyuan's angry words. No matter how many people outside the sect squeezed their heads, they couldn't get in. Fang Qingyuan only gave up this identity after his brain was squeezed by the door.
Being a casual cultivator means that you are very precarious. If you are bullied, no one will stand up for you. When you encounter bad people, sect disciples will be more intimidating than casual cultivators.
Because the other party has to consider the consequences of attacking you. No one who is not a real outlaw can mess with a prestigious sect like the Beast Control Sect.
After complaining a few times, Fang Qingyuan returned to the quiet room and began his daily meditation practice.
Half a month later, this lively sect competition came to an end. The first place received a reward of more than a hundred third-level spiritual stones. This was a huge sum. A reward worth three years' income of a small sect.
Southern Xinjiang is generally poor. According to Fang Qingyuan’s understanding, if these places are compared to previous lives, the hinterland of the Central Plains is the European area, Southern Xinjiang is a small country in South Africa, and the White Mountains are Mexico.
So the income of the sects here is very small, and a reward from Lechuan is enough to make these poor people envious.
But Fang Qingyuan did not envy the first place, because the first place was immediately entrusted with important tasks by Lechuan, and he was ordered to do things non-stop.
Once you get caught up in mundane affairs, your practice speed will be delayed, and your life will be in danger. After all, Yushoushan has just arrived and has not established authority yet.
Some monks in southern Xinjiang will not buy it just because of the reputation of the Beast Control Mountain.
Fang Qingyuan is very satisfied with keeping his identity as an inner disciple this time. As long as his identity as an inner disciple is not taken away, he can still do business in the spiritual fruit business.
It’s just that as the time reaches the middle of the year, Fang Qingyuan has to start completing the annual sect tasks again.
However, Fang Qingyuan learned his lesson this time. Last year, he foolishly went to fight with the Wei family. Although there was no danger in the end, it also made him scared.
So this time Fang Qingyuan is going to raise turtles. He must raise turtles. In the future, Fang Qingyuan will prepare turtles for tasks like this.
When he arrived at the General Affairs Hall, Fang Qingyuan asked his senior brother to receive the mission, then took the silver treasure and headed straight to a place in the Black River.
When he arrived at the place, Fang Qingyuan typed in the sect information, and a fellow disciple flew out instantly. He was overjoyed when he saw Fang Qingyuan and said excitedly
"Finally someone will take over for me. Okay, Junior Brother Fang, I have worked hard for you these past three months."
Fang Qingyuan looked at this senior brother's expression and felt a sudden thought. It seems that raising turtles is indeed a hard job.
But now that he has made his choice, Fang Qingyuan has no reason to back down. He cupped his hands and said
"Senior Brother Li, let's start handing over the specific matters."
Half a day later, Fang Qingyuan looked at his senior brother who was flying away, and then looked back at Yin Bao who was retching. He felt a trace of regret in his heart. It seemed that raising a tortoise was really hard.
Shaking his head, Fang Qingyuan dispelled these bad thoughts. He came to a house and started his turtle breeding business.
The Cloud-headed Cracked Turtle is a first-order spiritual beast. Because it likes dark and humid places by nature, the Black River has become their best place to live.
The medicinal value of this turtle is astonishing. Its shell is an indispensable medicinal material for refining the Qi Gathering Pill, so many sects will breed it themselves to avoid going out to buy it.
One thousand, three hundred and fifty-four cloud-headed crack turtles are distributed in a radius of ten miles, and each one is counted.
This ten-mile radius is enveloped by a first-order, top-grade Yellow River fantasy sand formation. Without external force, these turtles cannot escape.
The main work that Fang Qingyuan did in the past three months was to inspect the array, fill in the gaps, feed the turtles, and most importantly, prevent the turtles from fighting.
Cloud-headed crack turtles are not docile spiritual beasts. Each one of them is as big as a millstone. They fight madly and fiercely, and even tigers will retreat three points when they see them.
So it is really difficult for ordinary disciples in the early stage of Qi refining to take on this task. If they cannot defeat these turtles, it will become a joke.
In addition to preventing turtles from fighting, they also need to prevent other spiritual beasts from stealing food, because in the eyes of other spiritual beasts, cloud-headed crack turtles are a great source of food.
The turtle breeding place is hundreds of miles away from the sect and is located in a remote place. No other monks pass by this place on weekdays, so Fang Qingyuan started raising turtles.
Fang Qingyuan encountered a problem after only three days of work.
"Damn white-headed vulture, sooner or later I will catch you and pluck your hair out."
Fang Qingyuan stood in mid-air, looking at a small group of white-headed vultures hovering in the distance. The vultures couldn't help but curse. These white-headed vultures have been stealing turtles these past few days. Fang Qingyuan was not careful, and they succeeded once.
That time Fang Qingyuan lost three cloud-headed crack turtles, but he was heartbroken. There are many cloud-headed cracked turtles. After three months, if Fang Qingyuan cannot hand over enough turtles, he will have to Being held accountable and fined by the sect.
But fortunately, in the past three months, the sect also gave Fang Qingyuan a loss limit of ten turtles. If he exceeds this limit, he will be compensated with spirit stones. If it does not exceed this limit, the ten turtles will belong to Fang Qingyuan. .
This is also a benefit for the disciples who come to raise turtles.
In just a few days, Fang Qingyuan has lost three turtles. If this continues, Fang Qingyuan will die.
Staring at the majestic white-headed vulture in the distance, Fang Qingyuan calmed himself down. The white-headed vulture is a second-level spiritual beast, which is equivalent to the late stage of Qi training. There are still several of them together. If they really make a move, he can still Really can't beat it.
Now I can rely on the formation to resist these white-headed vultures from stealing food, but in the past three months, I can't keep staring at them, otherwise my practice will fall behind.
We have to think of a way. In short, we can’t let these white-headed vultures continue to steal food.
Thinking of this, Fang Qingyuan turned around and returned to the formation. He ruthlessly added a handful of first-level spiritual stones to the center of the formation and let it run at full strength. Then he hurriedly drove the silver treasure to the sect. Go in the direction of the gate animal pen.
When they arrived at the animal pen, Fang Qingyuan and Tian Ziyi said a few words, then walked in, found Lao Bai and said directly
"Lao Bai, I have encountered a problem, and I want to ask you. "Help, this is what happened."
Lao Bai listened quietly to Fang Qingyuan, and finally the huge ape showed a troubled look on his face. Although it was a foundation-building spiritual beast, it was still on land after all. Biological creatures, to deal with late-stage Qi-training spiritual beasts like the white-headed vulture, which fly at astonishing speeds, it is more than enough.
But Fang Qingyuan came forward, and Lao Bai didn't want to let Fang Qingyuan down, so he picked up his finger and pointed to the next door, winking at Fang Qingyuan.
Seeing Lao Bai's expression, Fang Qingyuan also understood that Lao Bai was not suitable for this matter, but the flying eagle next to him was the most suitable.
So after Fang Qingyuan thanked Lao Bai, he approached Tian Ziyi again and asked to rent the flying eagle.
But Tian Ziyi also looked embarrassed, and he said
"It's not that I don't want to help you, but it's just that without a warrant from the head of the hospital, I can't borrow this foundation-building spirit beast without permission. "It's for you, why don't you go and get a warrant first?"
Fang Qingyuan's face suddenly fell. Should this matter even alarm Lechuan? If everyone comes to Lechuan when they encounter difficulties, then Lechuan will become a success. What's up.
Don’t think about it, because of this matter, Lechuan will definitely not see Fang Qingyuan.
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