The next day.

Inside the shed cellar.

Fang Xi sat cross-legged and looked at a small black jade bottle in his hand.

This is a bottle of "Muyuan Dan", suitable for practicing wood-attributed qi cultivation techniques to improve their cultivation and has a slight stimulation of the bottleneck breakthrough.

"Di Qi is quite trustworthy, but a monster with flesh and bones sold only twenty spirit stones, which is a little loss... This person must have been touched by a lot of oil and water..."

This was what Fang Xi expected, and he wanted to save trouble and complete the transaction quickly.

After all, he didn't have much time here.

In Daliang, Fang Xi left the convoy directly under the pretext of wanting to act alone.

Anyway, the convoy was moving slowly, and with his body speed, he would catch up after a few hours of running in just a few hours.

If you can't catch up...then you can't catch up!

Anyway, I have no choice but to say that I am benevolent and righteous.

"It's a pity that I can't go to Baiqiaolou, and Taisui meat can't be sold again... The next time I hit the monster, I'd better pretend to be a casual cultivator and go to the market to sell it..."

"Compared to Di Qi, Danding Pavilion is really dark! A bottle of elixir sells thirty spirit stones... I also supplemented a lot of them..."

Thinking of the various elixirs in the Danding Pavilion and the high price, Fang Xi couldn't help but feel urge to grit his teeth and suck his breath.

Is it easy for him to work hard to be a porter in both worlds? As a result, the profits were all taken over by these monopoly groups!

"Oh... let's see, cultivation is everything."

Fang Xi calmed down and poured out a 'Muyuan Dan' from the black jade bottle.

The pill is green all over, but it smells spicy.

He thought about it, swallowed it directly, closed his eyes and refined it.

Not long after, Fang Xi's expression moved, and he felt a vast and gentle spiritual energy explode in his dantian Qi sea, stimulating Changchun Jue to be ready.

He involuntarily began to practice the third level of Changchun Jue, over and over again.

When Fang Xi came to his senses, he had already used the technique for three hours without realizing it.

And when he looked inward, his face immediately looked happy: "It's actually reached the peak of the third level of Qi Refining! It's really not easy..."

God is so pitiful that when he traveled through time, he had reached the third level of Qi Refining. He hadn't seen it in more than a year!

Now, I have finally practiced this level of martial arts to the peak and can sprint to the bottleneck in the middle stage of Qi refining!

"The power of the pill is not bad!"

Fang Xi stroked Mo Yu's bottle happily, and there were two "Mu Yuan Dan" in the bottle, which was probably enough for him to break through the bottleneck in the middle stage of Qi refining!

"Sure enough, I'm so stupid to meditate and practice. Taking drugs is the best way!"

"And, this spiritual pill contains spiritual energy. Swallowing the pill mainly involves refining the spiritual energy and medicinal properties in the pill. Therefore, even in Daliang, you can still practice and improve..."

For a moment, Fang Xi wanted to go back to Daliang immediately to capture monsters and then exchange them for elixirs to practice.

But soon, he killed this delusion!

If your cultivation level increases too quickly, it is easy to produce inner demons!

Moreover, pills suitable for enhancing mana during and after the refining Qi, breaking through bottlenecks are even more expensive!

Not to mention, if you swallow a large amount of pills, you will have problems with elixirs, which will definitely affect the breakthrough of subsequent major realms!

"Selling a large amount of monster meat will not only suppress the market, but it will not be worth the loss, but it will also easily expose myself..."

"You still have to be stable. I am only seventeen years old and I am about to be eighteen... Don't worry, don't worry..."

Fang Xi looked at the Mu Yuandan in his hand and fell into deep thought.

One day later.

Fang Xi walked out of the shed with a hint of depression on his face.

Originally, he thought that taking another Mu Yuan Dan would break through the bottleneck.

However, I didn't expect that a pill of elixir was not enough. I continued to take the last Mu Yuan Pill before I could barely break through the bottleneck of the fourth level of Qi refining and become a mid-stage cultivator at the fourth level of Qi refining.

"Qualification!"

Fang Xi vaguely felt that the qualifications of low-grade spiritual roots would become increasingly blocking stones on his road to immortality.

The Qi Refining Period is not bad. Although various pills to enhance mana are not common, they can always be bought as long as they are willing to smash the spirit stones.

The magic pills required for foundation-building overhaul are only available at auctions once a year in Qingzhushan.

Not to mention that once you reach the level of elixir formation, whether it is a pill formula or a spiritual medicine that has been vacant for hundreds of years, it will become extremely rare and rare.

It is not realistic to rush up completely by relying on the power of elixirs even without elixirs!

"Spiritual roots...spiritual roots... I wonder if there is any way to improve the spirit roots?"

Fang Xi fell into deep thoughts.

According to the theory of spiritual roots in the immortal world, every cultivator with spiritual roots must have all five elements, but one or several of them are more prominent, and the longest wooden board determines the qualifications of the cultivator.

Fang Xi himself has a low-grade partial wood spiritual root, which means that among his five elements spiritual roots, the wood spiritual root is the strongest, but it also reaches the level of a low-grade spiritual root.

Above the lower-grade spiritual roots, there are also medium-grade, upper-grade spiritual roots, and even the legendary earth-spirit roots and heaven-spirit roots - these are all in rumors. Once they appear, they will inevitably cause the pill-making seeds that the super sects compete for! The future strongman reserves!

"But... I don't seem to have heard of a method that can improve spiritual roots? Perhaps this is because my previous life's cultivation is too low and my knowledge is not enough?"

"If the spiritual roots can be improved after birth, what should the sects still collect disciples with excellent spiritual roots do? Therefore, even if there is one, the price will inevitably be very high..."

"Oh...one word, difficult!"

Fang Xi silently worried about his path.

He walked into the courtyard, and a tiny seed suddenly appeared in his hand.

This is the weed he collected when he was a Lingnong here - the seed of Tiela grass!

This kind of weed has no effect, it is just very tough and comparable to steel.

Fang Xi took out this kind of thing to practice magic!

After his cultivation level is promoted to the middle stage of Qi Refining, he can finally get rid of the embarrassment of only being able to weed the spirit girl in the early stage of Qi Refining, and practice the first-level mid-grade spell!

The spell he was about to practice, called "Wandering Technique", is a small spell recorded in the "Changchun Jue" technique.

The main thing is to use magic power to generate seeds, form vines to entangle, and bind enemies!

The Daluoqian supporting magic of Daluoqian's martial arts...this is just the power.

While recalling the spell, Fang Xi used his magic power and threw out the seeds.

Bang!

The seeds fell on the ground and did not move for a long time...

"The casting failed..."

Fang Xi sighed.

He has never been a genius in cultivating immortals.

Fortunately, the casting of spells can be proficient through repeated practice.

Fang Xi did not require real combat immediately, so he could speak the spell a little slower, and the same is true for magic gestures to reduce the difficulty.

Half a day later.

Accompanied by waves of complex and difficult-to-mouthed syllables, Fang Xi pinched his hands and threw out the seeds of Tielo grass.

"There is order in Changchun, and thousands of trees grow! "

The next moment, Fang Xi felt that the magic power in his body was like a dam that had opened its mouth and poured out instantly!

The titanium grass seeds that fell on the ground exploded rapidly, drawing out black leaves that were about a meter long, with sharp sawtooths on the edges, twisting a wooden stake.

Crack! Crack!

The iron grass was like a giant python, constantly wrapping tightly. The wooden stakes in it were shattered in an instant, and countless wood chips flew.

"This power...is OK."

"At the critical moment, I still have to rely on my fists!"

Fang Xi could not say how disappointed he saw this scene.

"Haha...Great wood-type magic!"

At this moment, a sudden burst of praise came from outside the wall.

Fang Xi looked over and saw Chen Ping next door's neighbor, and couldn't help but smile: "Where is there...it's not as good as the spirituality and destructive power of fellow Taoist fire spells."

I'm afraid this is the only one who can joke with him in business.

Chen Ping's martial arts are worse than him. He only has one fireball technique for his skills. He has been immersed in many years and has played the fireball into pieces.

"However, this entanglement technique is a first-level middle-grade spell. Could it be you, Fellow Daoist?"
To be continued...