The first thing he did when he got home was to boil some medicine and drink it. Then he closed the door and started practicing without giving up.
As expected, the harvest was meager.
The amount of aura factors contained in the air was pitifully small. Even if he concentrated on running the technique, he would be able to capture very few aura factors.
This reminded him of the world setting of "Immortals and Demons".
"Immortals and Demons" is a fairy-xia plane that is in the process of spiritual recovery, so everything is in the ascendant, various ideological waves are fighting fiercely, and strange people and strangers are emerging one after another.
By the time the player enters, the recovery of spiritual energy has reached the mid-to-late stage, and the way of practice has spread all over the world. Everyone, like a dragon, has the opportunity to practice.
Secret realms, large and small, are integrated into the main plane.
Dynasties struggle for hegemony, sects are divided, wars between immortals and demons, demons and ghosts are rampant...
This is a vivid world full of wonders.
The territory of the Immortal and Demonic Plane is expanding every moment, and the secret realm map is constantly updated.
Each resurrection point disguised as a small secret realm is naturally integrated into the fairy and demon plane, and the players appear as aliens, beasts, and ghosts accompanying the secret realm.
If the secret realm is immortal, the player will not die.
This means that players no longer appear out of thin air, but have a source of identity, making them a very special race in "Fairy and Demon".
As for the characteristic of constant resurrection, it is also considered to be the special blood talent of the player family.
And with each version update, the collective disappearance of players is considered by the immortal and demon bosses as a flaw in their bloodline, and they must fall into deep sleep after a while.
Zeng Fangchang quite liked this kind of background setting.
After all, what you want when playing games is a sense of immersion.
If the player's origin cannot be reasonably explained, he will always feel that he is separated from the world.
But now, Fang Chang just wants to say one thing - bells and whistles!
If nothing unexpected happens, based on his current lost lifespan, he will never see the day when his spiritual energy will truly recover.
Unless he can achieve a breakthrough in his realm.
After all, in the realm of immortals and demons, as long as the realm is high enough, it is easy to live for eighteen hundred years.
But with the current spiritual energy environment, it is extremely difficult to achieve breakthroughs through normal cultivation.
No wonder he even sacrificed his life to get started in cultivation.
"No, there is still a chance."
Fang Chang thought about it carefully and finally gave him an idea.
Although the spiritual energy factor here is not enough, it does not mean that the spiritual energy factor in other places will be so low.
Moreover, cultivation does not simply rely on the aura factors in the air.
There are also various spiritual stones, spiritual veins, miraculous elixirs, heavenly materials and earthly treasures...
These are all treasures that assist in cultivation.
Although it is only the beginning of the revival of spiritual energy, even a little person like Father Fang can possess the fragments of the cultivation technique.
I think that in some places in this world, large-scale cultivation sects may have appeared.
Not to mention the Tang Dynasty.
He has not forgotten that a hundred years later, when the player enters the game, the Empress of the Tang Dynasty is already a powerful immortal who is powerful in the world.
Perhaps now that Zhou Zhao is established as the female crown prince, some experts have noticed her immortality.
Otherwise, as the scholar said before, the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty had so many good sons to choose from, so he had to choose an eight-year-old girl.
The more Fang Chang thought about it, the more reasonable it became.
He doesn't expect to join any powerful sect, nor does he want to embrace the Queen's lap in advance.
Of course, the main reason is that I can't hold it.
He just wanted to be able to exchange for some spiritual stones and elixirs, and it would be best to build a spiritual gathering array. Maybe he could survive until the spiritual energy was officially revived.
When the player comes, his spring will come.
As the pseudo-aboriginal who knows the most about players among the aboriginals, Fang Chang thinks that after working as a leek for so many years, he has developed a relatively sophisticated sickle technique.
With the large player base, if he could just cut a few crops, it would be enough for him to skyrocket.
"I want to survive!"
For a moment, Fang Chang felt that the future was full of hope.
The light is ahead.
Gulu gulu.
Fang Chang's excited expression suddenly dropped as his belly rumbled.
"The future immortal master must fill his stomach now."
Fang Chang grabbed the cold steamed buns on the table, stuffed them into his mouth with a hint of warm boiled water, and muttered at the same time:
"Made, I will never eat steamed buns again until I die."
He also wanted to eat well, but he only had two taels of silver in his hand, and it would be enough to just order a table at a restaurant.
As for buying food and cooking for yourself...well, steamed buns are still delicious.
What's more, he still owed Mr. Xu from the drugstore money for five doses of medicine.
This medicine is a great tonic once you drink it.
He just drank a bowl and felt much better, similar to the warm feeling he had when he ate wild ginseng yesterday.
Needless to say, the medicinal materials inside must be very expensive.
"I have to find a way to make some money first."
Fang Chang was eating steamed buns and thinking about ways to make money.
You can still make money if you open a shop normally. Father Fang was able to leave him dozens of taels of silver, all because of his own shop.
But it's too slow.
Not only does he need money now, but he also needs big money in the future.
After all, you have to exchange training resources in the future, which is definitely not cheap.
As he thought about it, Fang Chang's eyes turned red.
"Clang!"
At this moment, the sound of someone climbing over the wall and falling to the ground was heard outside the house.
Fang Chang put away his thoughts, then stood up on tiptoes and quietly walked behind the door. He leaned over and heard only the conversation between the two people.
"Be careful, you are so careless, how can you do big things in the future?"
"Brother Dog, didn't the boss say that we just have to keep an eye on it? If the boss knew that we were making decisions on our own, wouldn't the boss be angry?" The voice sounded like that of a young man, with a slight tremor in his words, as if he was a little nervous.
The guy called Dog Brother is a little careless.
"Heidi, you don't understand this. The boss sometimes doesn't give orders, so we can't take the initiative ourselves.
The boss has so many subordinates, if we don’t pay close attention to our performance, when will we be able to rise to the top?"
The young man named Hei Dan wanted to say something else: "But the boss said..."
"If you want to be in a position, don't talk nonsense. Brother Dog, I think highly of you, so I'm thinking of you for this achievement. If you don't want to, just climb out the same way you climbed in just now.
A sick man, Brother Dog, I can solve it with one hand."
Brother Gou was very confident in his words.
Heidan on the other side seems to have accepted Brother Gou's arrangement, but he still has concerns in his heart.
"But Brother Dog... why don't we come at night? It's broad daylight. If he barks, we won't be able to run away."
"You don't understand this, right? Brother Gou learned it from so-and-so. This is called the Art of War. Others think we won't come during the day, but we have to come during the day.
Even you can't think of it, and he certainly can't think of it either.
He is unprepared, let's fight quickly and he won't be able to scream."
Brother Gou then laughed and said:
"And didn't Tietou say there was a ghost here after he went back last time? If we come here in broad daylight, the ghost still dares to show up."
Hei Dan's voice was obviously frightened: "Brother Dog, isn't there really a ghost?"
"What the hell are you afraid of? Look what this is?"
Two solid snapping sounds, Brother Dog is still confident.
"Black dog blood! No matter what kind of ghost it is, if you pour it with black dog blood and keep it until it disappears into ashes, you won't even be able to become a ghost."
