In a stone room, Fang Ling sat cross-legged on the bed, slowly circulating the true energy in his body. Around him, a series of spiritual energy from heaven and earth slowly gathered towards his body, slowly covering his whole body in the mist.

Half an hour later, Fang Ling let out a heavy breath and slowly opened his eyes. The practice just now only pushed the true energy to circulate for twelve cycles. If he followed Fang Ling's previous speed, he could circulate for at least 64 cycles after his practice.

However, Fang Ling was not disappointed in this result. On the contrary, he was a little relieved. Being able to activate the true energy at least means that his meridians were not completely blocked. As long as he persisted in practicing, he would definitely expel all the invading alien gases.

However, thinking about the strange aura that was expelled from his body by himself, Fang Ling smiled bitterly again. If he could drive this alien true energy out of his body at this speed, it would take at least fifty years.

In fifty years, although he had broken through the foundation building, his cultivation had increased greatly and his life span increased to more than 200 years, wasting his fifty years of effort on expelling alien gases was really a big deal. Thinking of this, Fang Ling also secretly scolded him for being a mean person. If he hadn't had to touch the strange word "Ren", he wouldn't have caused such a result.

Fang Ling actually felt a little reluctant to expel this strange gas. If he could use this gas for himself, with this extremely yang and strong aura, his cultivation would definitely increase. Unfortunately, he tried countless methods, and the gas that settled in his body was like a noble man, and he refused to give him the master any face.

After fifty years, my best choice is to choose a place to practice. The journey back to the Zhendao Sect is tens of thousands of miles away, and the road is unknown. Even if I go back, with my current ability, facing Taoist Tongguan will probably be even more dangerous.

If you don’t go to Lu, would you stay here as a bandit? Fang Ling was immediately moved when he first came to Luoou Mountain the day before yesterday. The big village leader Jiutou Bear Wang Wu of Luoou Mountain invited him.

What he was moved by was not the leader of the five villages in Luoou Mountain, but the hidden cultivator who had been invisible among the bandits of Luoou Mountain. Although Luoou Mountain is not a famous mountain and has abundant spiritual energy, according to Fang Ling's own observation, there is a trace of spiritual vein on the mountain. As long as he can open it into a cave, it is no worse than the cave of Qixing Peak. In addition, his main energy in the past fifty years has been to drive out the alien internal energy and the thick spiritual energy, and there is no high requirement.

As for the four camp leaders in Luoou Mountain, Fang Ling did not take it seriously. Although the nine-headed bear Wang Wu broke through the seventh level of Qi Refining, he only knew some ordinary fireball magic and other magic tricks. He could coax ordinary people to achieve success. With Fang Ling's Vajra Immortal Art, he could withstand the power of magic weapon attacks. Wang Wu's cultivation was not enough at all.

The second Yinfeng Xiushi Tu Dawei relied on a stolen evil spirit to become the second village leader of Luoou Mountain. In terms of his real skills, he was much worse than the fourth village leader Chu Fangtian. Although Fang Ling paid attention to him, he did not take him seriously. As for the third village leader Lin Ying, Fang Ling ignored him directly. Although these four people are famous far and wide, they cannot attract the attention of big people. When he searches on this mountain, who would pay attention to his fifth village leader?

I was thinking in my heart, and a sound of footsteps came, and then there seemed to be a woman crying, but the crying was stopped by a rude voice.

"Dongdongdongdongdong..." The knock on the door sounded softly, accompanied by the knock on the door. There was also a respectful voice: "Master Fang, boy Dou Biao. I have been ordered by the leader of the village to send you some good things."

"Come in!" Although Fang Ling's true energy was suppressed, his spiritual consciousness was still there. He was afraid that other cultivators would find his spiritual consciousness, so he usually did not dare to reveal this spiritual consciousness. However, since Dou Biao had signed up, he swept out.

There were two people outside, one man and one woman, the man was strong and fierce, but the woman seemed particularly delicate. As the door was opened, Dou Biao walked in, and he smiled and said, "Mr. Fang, my village leader is afraid that Mr. Fang will be lonely at midnight, so he specially sent you a gift to relieve your boredom."

While speaking, Dou Biao sternly said to the woman: "Serve Mr. Fang, otherwise you will kill your daughter."

"Master Fang, just tell me what you need, and I won't delay your enjoyment here!" Dou Biao said as he threw Fang Ling a smile and walked out of the room quickly.

The woman followed Dou Biao. After Dou Biao left, Fang Ling saw the woman's appearance clearly. The woman was wearing a filial white dress, with her eyebrows lightly swept her face and a nice expression. Unconsciously, she felt pity. The woman was about twenty-four or five years old, and her face was as frightened as white jade. After hesitating, she stepped towards Fang Ling and said, "Big... uncle, I will serve you to change your clothes."

Although Fang Ling didn't mind having something with this beautiful woman with a beautiful face, he was not in this mood now, not to mention that this woman looked very bitter and revengeful. She seemed to be forced at first glance, and he was even more reluctant to fall into this inferiority. He waved his hand and said, "You go out, I don't need you to serve you here."

The woman was obviously a little surprised and subconsciously looked up. When she saw clearly that there was a handsome young man in front of her, a hint of joy appeared on her face, and then she knelt down on the ground and said, "Uncle, please... please don't let me leave. I didn't serve the uncle well. If they knew about it, they would definitely not let me go!"

Fang Ling didn't say anything. He was staying in the bandit's nest and made up his mind to settle down. Then he could no longer care about the affairs of practicing the way for heaven.

Seeing Fang Ling not saying a word, the woman stood timidly and was much silent. She stumbled sadly: "Don't look down on the little girl. When it fell into the hands of the bandits, the little girl didn't want to live a life of silence, but my daughter was only seven years old. If I die, how could she survive here? I hope that the old man would be kind to the point of my deep love between mother and daughter, and he had no choice but to save my poor daughter!"

Fang Ling's heart moved, and the woman's last words touched his heart a little more. Although he was unwilling to cause trouble, he had a little more admiration for this woman's affection for her. The only death in the ages was difficult forever, but more often, compared to death, it was even more admirable to have the courage to survive.

"Then you stay!" Fang Ling pondered for a moment and said lightly: "When I have someone take your daughter over tomorrow and let you go down the mountain."

"Thank you, thank you!" When the woman heard this, she hurriedly knelt down on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly. Fang Ling waved her hand and stopped the woman from kowtowing. Then she pointed to the outer room of the room and said, "You have nothing to do, don't disturb me."

The woman still had to speak, but after biting her lip, she still obediently walked towards the inner room. Looking at the leaving woman, Fang Ling shook her head, then returned to the rock collapse, and began to think quietly.

After dawn, Fang Ling walked out of the room. Before he could walk far away, Dou Biao walked over with a masturbation face and asked with a smile: "Master Fang, are you satisfied with that little lady? Hehe, although this woman has given birth to a daughter, I heard that her husband has been dead for several years and has been guarding like this. It can be considered a fucking firewood. Master Fang, you last night..."

Fang Ling waved his hand and said, "You send her daughter to her, I'll meet the leader of the village."

"Okay." Dou Biao agreed quickly, and then said, "At this time, the leader of the village is having breakfast in the hall."

Fang Ling walked three feet away and heard Dou Biao sigh, "Looking like this, that little girl must have been fucking fire and serving Mr. Fang, grandma's, when will such a good piece of meat fall into my old Dou's mouth and eat it?"

Fang Ling is not unfamiliar with the cabin hall. When he walked in, Wang Wu was gnawing a freshly cooked roast chicken. After hearing the news that Fang Ling agreed to join the gang, Wang Wu was extremely happy and immediately called Tu Dawei and others over, announcing that from today on, Fang Ling would be the leader of the five villages in Luoou Mountain.

After a lot of lively, Fang Ling finally stepped back to his room. Although he didn't like this kind of social engagement with big drinks, since he got into the house, he would have to go to the mountains and follow the customs on the first day.

"...A trace of great energy drove the clouds into the darkness, flew into the rivers and mountains, and became stars in the sun and in the sky..." The crisp girl's voice came from her yard. Fang Ling didn't care too much about this silver bell-like voice, but the girl's chanting something like a poem was not a poem, but it made him feel moved.

Because he wanted to celebrate Fang Ling's joining, Fang Ling naturally drank a lot of alcohol. Although he could get rid of it with one exercise, Fang Ling did not have the ability to use his skills at the time in the hall. Now he was a little drunk. He couldn't help but follow the girl's words and said, "A little bit of great energy will drive the clouds into the Qingming, fly into the river and the mountain, and become stars in the sun and the sun will become stars..."

This was an unintentional act, but when Fang Ling recited these words, he felt that the air flow in his body that had no movement and stillness suddenly started to move. Although this movement was not too fast, Fang Ling's heart moved.

Over the past few days, Fang Ling has been studying how to remove this qi, but he tried his best to extract it little by little. The qi flow seemed to be born in Fang Ling's meridians, and he didn't move at all.

Now, he tried his best to do anything about the airflow, and actually moved a little in the girl's song. Could it be that the song had something to do with the airflow in his body? Just as he was about to continue listening, the girl's voice suddenly stopped.

Fang Ling didn't hesitate and immediately pushed the door and walked into the yard. (To be continued)
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