Chapter 560 Immortality Fang Xing recalled the Druid knowledge he had gained. Level 2 Druid can gain the ability of ‘Wild Transformation’ and transform into a small animal! Of course, just small animals, insects or giants will not work. If you want to transform into an insect or a giant, according to Fang Xing's inheritance, you must perform special natural rituals and obtain the expertise of [Super Small Transformation] or [Super Giant Transformation]. But small animals are enough. Whether it's birds, mice, or fish... they can all help him escape from the valley smoothly! "Beyond the valley, there is a wild and dense forest... The forest is the home of the Druid... The unique natural affinity allows me to 'walk through the forest without leaving a trace' without leaving any trace..." "But the druid has grown to level 2. Can I reach it within a month?" This is the only thing to worry about.
With a heavy heart, Fang Xing slowly fell asleep. The next day, we had breakfast and went to the paper mill as usual... This level of effort made Tao Hong a little surprised. After all, they only need to turn in ten pieces of blood paper a month. Many paper slaves work one day and have two days off to warm up their bodies. But Fang Xing just smiled bitterly, and Taohong thought she had guessed the answer. She was afraid of being beaten by the disciple in charge, so she wanted to complete the quota as soon as possible. … Several days passed in a flash. Fang Xing found Taohong and handed over two **** papers. Taohong took it in a daze: "You are not working so hard for me, are you? Listen to my advice, your life is yours, if you don't fight, it will be gone..." "No... I just want to go to the market and stock up a batch in advance..." Fang Xing waved his hand and subconsciously glanced at the attribute panel: 【Age: 16/20】 'You can't make paper anymore, otherwise you will die young...' When Taohong heard this explanation, she breathed a sigh of relief and patted her chest: "It's okay to go to the market..." She looked both sides and lowered her voice: "Remember to hide the blood paper. Xing San's group likes to steal it when they can't get it..." Fang Xing frowned, thinking of some bad memories: "The disciple in charge doesn't care about these things..." "Haha... Most of Xing San and the others must have been handed over to the disciples in charge. Who will be in charge?" Taohong sneered: "I have seen through it. The **** paper we handed over belongs to the sect... What Xing San pays filial piety is his own. If it were you, how would you choose?" Fang Xing couldn't help but remain silent after hearing this.
He looked at Taohong carefully again. Although it had only been a few days, the druid's perception clearly made him feel the woman's weakness. A wisp of gray could already be seen at the end of her hair: "You can escape the first day of junior high school, but you can't escape the fifteenth..." We don’t know how many more months we can last..." "This world..." Taohong sighed quietly, gritted her teeth again, and her eyes wandered: "You, a young master with delicate skin and tender flesh, could you have been a baby before you died?" "Of course not." Fang Xing answered decisively, and he could clearly see a trace of disappointment on Tao Hong's face. … The Valley Market is said to be run by traveling merchants, but in fact the owners behind the scenes are all disciples of the Blood Shadow Sect. In the evening, a layer of fog suddenly appeared in an open space, turning into a wall of fog. At the entrance, there are two paper figures. These two paper figures were generally **** and looked very much like ancient burnt burial figures. They look like boys and girls, the male is charming and naive, the female is cute, both wearing two buns and bright blush on their faces. At this time, one on the left and one on the right stood at the entrance of the market like door gods, each holding a mourning stick in their hands. On the mourning stick, one side said "Money and goods are due" and the other side said "No credit required". ‘I have an inexplicable feeling of bad luck…as if I was walking into a cemetery instead of a market. ’ Fang Xing walked past the two paper figures with a stern look on his face. His superb perception allowed him to know that these two paper figures were anything but simple. Their seemingly fragile bodies might actually be harder than steel. If you go crazy, you can kill a whole valley of paper slaves without much problem. ‘Is this the strength of Taniguchi Guards? ’ When he walked into the market, he saw stalls in twos and threes with very simple furnishings. There were even paper slaves who also set up stalls and traded with each other. Most of these transactions were done with blood paper, and of course barter was also indispensable. "Come and see, all you need for a mortal and peerless magical skill is a **** piece of paper!" "Yangxue Powder can strengthen blood energy..." "Magic weapons, knives, axes, hooks and forks, needles, threads, brains... everything you need..." … Fang Xing didn't squint and just ignored it. 'Buying ordinary martial arts here is a big trap. Everyone loses both energy and blood. What kind of martial arts do you still need to practice? Don't you think you will die quickly enough? ’ 'There are some health elixirs that can replenish some essence...' He walked around and stopped in front of a stall.
"This little brother, are you interested in Qi Sensing Kung Fu?" The stall owner immediately became interested when he saw Fang Xing: "The introductory Kung Fu we gave out at the beginning can only sense eighteen kinds of blood energy. Little brother can't practice it successfully. Maybe I just don’t have the talent for my own technique, but I don’t necessarily have the talent for other techniques... I have collected all the introductory techniques from the top ten sects outside Fang, covering them all, and they are of high quality and low price..." "Once you succeed in cultivation, you will definitely be promoted to an outer disciple and get rid of this slave status..." He was so eloquent that he didn't know which paper slave he had deceived. "Look, this is the 'Golden Body Qi Sensing Technique' of the Corpse Exorcist Sect..." "There is also Feijianmen's 'Sword Control Technique'..." “It’s all-encompassing, there’s always a book for the little brother.” Fang Xing looked through them one by one and picked up a paper book with a cyan cover. "Oh? Little brother is really discerning, this is the secret of Qingmu Ridge - "Qingmu Gong"!" The stall owner is a young man in his thirties who is very eloquent. He just talked about an ordinary introductory martial art with wood attributes and said that there is something in the sky and nothing on the earth. "How much?" Please...you...collect 6...9...books...! Fang Xing could only flip through the first two pages. After scanning them carefully, he asked. "Six **** papers!" The stall owner smiled and said: "It's not expensive at all..." "Isn't this expensive?" Fang Xing glared: "And...it only has the first level Qi Sensing technique." "hehe!" The young stall owner suddenly sneered, and his expression became grim: "The ninth level of sensing Qi, one layer after another, sensing Qi, refining Qi, transforming Qi... Each of them is a big level. You paper slaves can break through the first level and sense... It’s already incredible to have true ‘Qi’, what more do you want?” Fang Xing's expression remained unchanged. If it were an ordinary paper slave, he would have timidly agreed at this point. But he obviously won't be frightened, not to mention...he is an old bird after all, and he knows that there are rules in the market. And this stall owner is obviously just a little higher than him in the Blood Shadow Sect, and he doesn't have the strength or qualifications to flip the chessboard. "But I only have four pieces of **** paper in my hand." "I don't believe it, so be it. I'll give in... five pieces of **** paper, no less." Sure enough, in the next second, the young man setting up the stall changed from a high-ranking and evil strongman to a philistine businessman, and started bargaining with Fang Xing. After a while. There was a hint of helplessness on his face: "That's all... After five pieces of **** paper are sold, I will also give you a copy of the 'Origami Secret Technique'. This is a real magic! As long as you can make the most basic 'Paper Crane' "How about I collect two pieces of blood paper?" Fang Xing nodded, took out five **** papers, exchanged them for two secret books, carefully stuffed them into his arms, and left quickly. "hey-hey…"
The young man looked at his back, but sneered, and said to himself: "This secret art of origami is one of the few that can be practiced by mortals. But if mortals want to practice Taoism, they will naturally have to pay a price...next time I'm afraid I won't be able to see this guy again. If I could, wouldn't it be better? I can make a lot of money again...' As for the opponent's breakthrough, he felt angry? This is almost impossible. After all, Taoism in the world belongs to the same family. People who can't get started with the Blood Shadow Cultivation Technique may have similar talents in other areas. Even if the cultivation is successful, such monks who are not direct descendants will only become slaves with higher value... … late at night. Fang Xing fed a few sparrows and mice as usual... and let them watch the outside world. He was sitting cross-legged in the wooden house, with books on 'Aoki Gong' and 'Origami Secret Technique' placed in front of him. He first put aside the secret technique of origami and opened the 'Aoki Gong'. "There are nine levels of Qi sensing. The first level, 'Qi sensing', is the most important!" "There are 129,600 kinds of Qi in the world, but only a few are suitable for being sensed, absorbed, and cultivated by monks..." "The Qingmu Gong mainly induces nine kinds of 'qi'. The highest level is the 'Qi of Qinghua', the second is the 'Qi of Jiuxiao', the third is the 'Qi of Qingling'... the ninth level is the 'Qi of grass and trees' '…” Fang Xing looked at the introductory visualization and handprints... This is actually a series of auxiliary means to enhance one's own sensitivity. If you have enough talent, you can actually omit it. He closed his eyes slightly and could feel the seemingly inexhaustible green light spots lingering around him. "It's the essence of grass and trees... After all, I am a Druid and I have an affinity with nature... which is equivalent to directly increasing the wood talent." He identified them carefully and divided these green light spots into nine categories. "I can sense all nine kinds of breath... This should be considered a good talent, right?" "Then the second step is to absorb... When the skills are perfected, you can break through the second level of 'qi refining' and enter the second level of sensing qi. Unfortunately, I don't have the skills..." Fang Xing carefully sensed nine different green light spots: "Although I can sense Qinghua Qi, in terms of compatibility, the essence of grass and trees seems to be the best... To sense qi, the most important thing is to find the breath with the best compatibility. It seems that I am very compatible with the spirit of vegetation. Is this because the druid has the plant domain?" With this thought, he no longer hesitated and absorbed the essence of the vegetation in the void. Boom! Countless plant essences, with a sense of closeness and dependence, surrounded him and were constantly being absorbed by his skin. [You have undergone a practice and obtained ‘natural baptism’! You gain part of the ‘natural knowledge’! 】 On the property bar, a prompt appeared. Fang Xing knew that his druid experience had increased... (End of chapter)