Spring goes and autumn comes, and in a flash, it is the year 1003 of the Earth Episode.

The chilly winter cold has not yet dissipated. At midnight, even the most deeply studied students can no longer hold on and get into the warm bed.

Fang Yuan persuaded Teacher He Tianming early and moved out of the dormitory.

At this time, I randomly found a small forest and prepared to check my achievements over the past year.

To change the mortal body to the spiritual body, in the words of Xianxia, ​​it is to give birth to the "spiritual root" out of nothing. This is naturally quite difficult.

In addition, the rules in this world are still too strict. Although the concentration of Lingzi has recovered, it is still just a clear spring in the desert. Even Fang Yuan has to take more than a year to complete the entire foundation laying process.

This is due to the blessing of the continuous increase in the concentration of spiritual sons in the past year. Otherwise, Fang Yuan would probably have to have at least three years to practice the first level of Yuan Ling Qi-raising Technique to perfection.

"breathe……"

At this time, with deep breathing, the moonlight in the sky seemed to be hazy and was twisted and absorbed into the dantian.

A clear stream reciprocated all over the body, and the 99.99% behind the Yuanling Qi-Enriching Technique in the attribute column increased a little more, completely turning into perfection.

Boom!

The next moment, Fang Yuan felt a shock in his whole body, and a mysterious change immediately formed a cycle in his body.

The blood flow accelerated, his face turned red, and a lot of sweat was squeezed out of his pores, carrying a little fishy impurity.

"My... is also considered to be the ancient Yijing marrow cleaning, right?"

Fang Yuan took off his coat in a few seconds, and was not afraid of the coldness. He jumped into the small lake directly to clean up the filth on his body.

After a while, he climbed ashore, wiped his body, and looked at his attributes again:

“Name: Fang Yuan

Essence: 1.0

Qi: 1.0

God: 1.0

Profession:???

Cultivation:???

Skill: Yuanling Qi-raising Technique [First Level (Successful)]

Expertise: Medical skills [level 3], implant skills [level 5], fire eyes [level 1]”

"The first level of Yuanling Qi-raising Technique is complete: the body is transformed and transformed into a spiritual son's affinity! The Qi sensation is enhanced!"

"The affinity of Lingzi is actually an evolutionist..."

Fang Yuan closed his eyes slightly, and at this time, he finally didn't need to use a needle to guide him. He could sense the spiritual son in the void with just one thought. Unfortunately, it was still too few, just like an oasis in the desert.

"But you can cultivate a little spiritual energy and use it slightly, and most of the medical skills will be restored!"

He turned his head and thought for a while, and suddenly waved his hand.

call out!

A silver light flashed, and a row of silver needles were nailed straight to the surface of the pine and cypress next to it, three inches.

Just this set of hidden weapons that are unpredictable is even easier to use than firearms within a few feet. Other martial arts masters and others will die in the realm of transformation.

At this point, I have a little bit of self-defense.

Seeing this, Fang Yuan couldn't help but sneer.

When he moved out, he felt that he had been surveillance several times. He had to endure it for several months before the supervision became more relaxed, but it has not been completely cancelled yet.

In a good way, this is to take care of it, just in case, after all, a teenager of fifteen or sixteen years old, he has to take care of it.

Being able to agree to move out of the dormitory is a necessary price.

"But...it's almost done!"

Fang Yuan pondered over his own changes: "I have enough knowledge accumulation. If you throw something out at this time, it is a bit eye-catching, but it is not shocking. It will make people suspect that the old ghost will be resurrected..."

"How can I get the attention of my superiors if I don't attract attention? Entering into the real core research?"

Although Fang Yuan has gained several projects over the past year with the line he has set up by Professor Tian, ​​who can start and earn some extra money, and even occasionally use experimental instruments, he is still a thousand miles away from what he imagined.

Before, I had to hide my weaknesses, but now I have completed the first level of Yuan Ling Qi-raising Technique, but I have fewer concerns.

...

Prison Temple.

After one night of hard work, Fang Yuan mixed into the abortion of morning exercises, bought another cup of soy milk and a few donkey meat to cook, and came to his store.

"Boss, my brother!"

At this time, the antique shop named "Wunxinzhai" had already opened. The clerk inside was a student in his twenties. When he saw Fang Yuan, his eyes lit up and said hello.

"Didn't I say it, just call me Fang Yuan or the boss..."

Fang Yuan rolled his eyes and entered the store. He was very satisfied when he saw the windows were bright and clean.

Sun Jian hired two clerks for himself, Ding Qiuyu in the morning and Zhao Lihong in the afternoon. Both of them were students from nearby universities and went to work and study. They worked for half a day and took turns on duty, which was not very tiring.

Ding Qiuyu is a northerner, with the unique boldness and brightness of northern women. When he sees Fang Yuan younger than her, he always likes to tease him a few times, and over time he becomes accustomed to it.

"Why are the boss's brother who has time to come to the store today?"

Ding Qiuyu asked with a smile, holding the broom.

She was curious about this little boss. Not only did she recruit Xijing University, she also bought a store in the capital. She even heard that before him, she was just an orphan with nothing.

This alone made her admire her very much, and there was a soft part in her heart that was touched.

"I happened to be practicing in the morning and brought you a donkey meat to burn!"

Fang Yuan smiled and put the meal on the table: "Eat first and then be busy!"

"I'll eat after I finish my work, it's nothing to do anyway!"

Ding Qiuyu is quick to work and can't stop talking: "I haven't had many customers recently, but a few of them are interested in the agarwood Maitreya, but when they hear the offer, they all rolled their eyes and left. Boss, are you reducing the price?"

She felt that the boss's younger brother was not very good at doing business.

Although I opened a store, I never lived for a year and deducted the cost and their wages, I am afraid I won’t make much surplus, so it’s better to just eat the rent.

"No need, it's still the same price! If you like to buy it, don't buy it!"

Fang Yuan took a sip of soy milk, and the mellow and silky texture rolled across his throat, and he said with a smile.

Of course, Maitreya Buddha knew the valuation. It was purely based on the antique value, which was only 20,000 or 30,000 yuan. He marked 300,000 yuan in one breath, which clearly didn't want to sell it.

The first is a gimmick that attracts customers.

The second is to make a trace of unexplained breath on it, so he needs to set up a long line and catch a big fish.

Of course, there is no need to tell the clerk about these.

"Qiuyu, are you busy again?"

At this time, a young man strode into the store and saw Ding Qiuyu's eyes lit up: "I'll help you!"

"No need, my boss is here!"

Ding Qiuyu was a little shy and smiled and beat the young man: "This is my little fellow villager, Chen Bo! Boss, you are the first time you meet him?"

"I'm afraid it's not the first time."

Fang Yuan smiled and said hello: "It's really unexpected... Our university's Sanda King will come to a small shop like me!"

This Chen Bo was the one who was peeped through the Five-shaped Fist last time he was peeked away.

At this time, he saw his rules and regulations being strict, and he had obviously been promoted to Tongshi. He was considered a young master in the capital.

"Oh, you are all from Xijing University, you should know each other!"

Ding Qiuyu suddenly realized.

"So it's my junior!"

In front of her beloved woman, Chen Bo had no aura at all when fighting, and laughed harmlessly: "Qiuyu and I are good friends. I heard her mention you many times, and I really thank you for your care!"

"This is nothing!"

Fang Yuan smiled, then took out a few medicine bottles and placed them on the table: "Well... there is also business matters. I have made some Tongjiaoxiang here. You can light a furnace every day and then send it to see the effect."

"Tongqiaoxiang?"

Ding Qiuyu picked up a medicine bottle, pulled out the bottle plug, and sniffed it: "The fragrance... is very strange!"

"This fragrance is specially made by me. It can refresh the mind and harmonize qi and blood, and it should be a little market!"

Fang Yuan said slowly without hesitation.

In fact, if he really wants money, he would go to Baoshen Temple every day to take a walk, which was enough.

This shop, Agarwood Maitreya, Tongqiaoxiang and so on, are all for fishing.

Moreover, it seems that being a small boss on the surface is still very good, although the self-employed person is not very good at this time.
To be continued...