I live forever by seeking good fortune and avoiding disaster.

It was still the Jia Eighteenth Alchemy Room.

It was still refining the first-level Juyuan Pill.

Below the pill, flames rose.

Inside the pill, the liquid was boiling hot.

Under the gaze of Uncle Fang and Fang Xuan, a more heroic fire eagle shadow flew out of Fang Yang's empty acupoint true essence sea, swept through the void, pounced on the pill stove, and was engulfed in flames.

At this time, Uncle Fang's eyes burst with brilliance: "The first-level high realm has grown a few days faster than I thought!"

Hearing this, cousin Fang Xuan looked up at Fang Yang in astonishment, "No, brother, I have just condensed the first life true method, and you have begun to work on the first-level peak, or even the second-level breakthrough?

"Huhuhuhu~"

The inside of the pill vibrated, and the more you looked, the more intense it became.

Fang Yang ignored them, but continued to take a very important step: gathering the herbal essence, locking it, and shrinking it into a pill.

When Fang Yang was still in the middle stage of the first level, this step was like swimming against the waves, which was very difficult.

When Fang Yang was in the advanced stage of the first level, he felt the difference. He was no longer swimming against the waves, but swimming against the current of the river. Although there was still resistance, it was obvious that Fang Yang was much more relaxed.

Half an incense stick of time passed.

Without the reminder of his second uncle, Fang Yang had a premonition, stopped the rising of the flames, and recalled the phantom of the fire eagle.

The degree of solidification of the wings of the phantom of the fire eagle has increased a little bit. If calculated by percentage, it is at most about 0.05%.

In order to solidify the remaining wings, Fang Yang has to repeat it at least 500 times from the advanced stage of the first level to the peak of the first level!

Although this time, after Fang Yang refined the elixir, his sea of ​​true essence dropped to 50%, which was less than the previous consumption.

But 500 times is still an extremely large number, because this alchemy action not only consumes true energy, but also consumes the mind!

However, Fang Yang's action of stopping the furnace by himself caused Uncle Fang to narrow his eyes slightly.

When the furnace cover was removed, revealing a snow-white finished pill and six broken waste pills, Uncle Fang opened his mouth slightly, as if he did not expect this result.

And his cousin Fang Xuan exclaimed: "Ancestor Yu Lei, you are so capable, I am afraid that Ancestor Fang Nian of the same age will have to bow down in front of you..."

"There are immortals and gods above your head, what nonsense are you talking about." Uncle Fang knocked Fang Xuan's head unhappily and said: "But when we were the same age, Ancestor Fang Nian was indeed slightly inferior to you. However, being smart when young does not necessarily mean being good when you grow up, you still need to be modest and cautious!"

Fang Yang nodded, his face was happy, but his heart was calm.

Alchemy skills, like combat skills, are just his way of protecting the way.

At this moment, he was thinking about how to seize the time to recover his true essence, how to sneak out during work hours, and secretly make pills, just to improve his cultivation realm.

The barriers of realm are here, especially compared to perfecting the combat system, Fang Yang is more willing to improve his cultivation first, and then think about combat.

After all, what he has always been seeking is the longevity path, which is where the Tao is!

...

Fang Yang wanted to work flexibly and use public time to deal with his own affairs, but the tense and anxious battle forced him to work non-stop, and he was busy almost without touching the ground.

Later, because of his too perfect resume, he was promoted from the B-level to the A-level at once, which was very outstanding, because the A-level was generally second-level and third-level, and had medical innate magic.

And Fang Yang was the only one who could enter the alchemy doctor with a first-level high-level cultivation!

Some people even respectfully called Fang Yang Xiaoliying in order to please him, which means Xiao Fangnian, meaning that the alchemy doctor's skills are great and he will achieve great success in the future.

Faced with such a situation, Fang Yang looked very calm.

In fact, it was not because of his great medical skills, but because those alchemy doctors of the same period as him saved everyone, and could not be as efficient and meritorious as he was!

On this day, Fang Yang was assigned to the Jialiu Palace to treat the wounded of a female array master.

Suddenly, Fang Yang narrowed his eyes and looked at the wounded man who looked like a mummy in the southeast corner.

Zhang Ye!

At this moment, Zhang Ye was lying on the hospital bed, closing his eyes to rest, and on his head was a jade slip.

This guy, even when he was recovering from his injuries, did not forget to study ancient scriptures and increase his foundation!

Perhaps he felt the scrutiny from Fang Yang, Zhang Ye's body trembled, as if he had entered the hunting itinerary of his mortal enemy, and he suddenly opened his eyes.

In just a moment, the jade slip slipped over his head, causing a panic in Zhang Le, who was guarding him next to him. But he did not care about Zhang Le, but just looked straight at Fang Yang.

One is like an eagle spreading its wings, hunting the world, so happy and joyful.

The other is like a sick crocodile lying in bed, a tiger in the plain, extremely miserable.

Although the two people's experiences are different, the two pairs of cold eyes are so similar.

"Dead fish, you are as sick as an old dog, and you dare to put on airs in front of me, ridiculous and overestimating yourself." Fang Yang curled his lips and sneered, thinking in his heart.

"Silly bird, pretending to be a chrysanthemum, you want to attract bees and butterflies, you are good-looking but useless." Zhang Ye's eyes are deep, thinking silently.

Coincidentally, the two people's eyes staggered at the same time, but each of them felt a little heavier in their hearts.

Fang Yang understood a truth very well, that is: when dealing with enemies, you should despise them strategically and pay attention to them tactically.

So he never looked down on Zhang Ye, but he never expected that Zhang Ye also understood the same truth!

But for the time being, Fang Yang is still ahead, because Zhang Ye's appearance is too miserable. Especially when Zhang Ye and Fang Yang are in the same place, the comparison between the two makes Zhang Ye look even more miserable.

The secret competition between Fang Yang and Zhang Ye has attracted many people to watch. In other words, many people have been looking forward to the encounter between Fang Yang and Zhang Ye.

The competition between Fang and Zhang is one of the few fun things at present, and it is almost becoming a classic program!

In the distance, Hong Qishang was thoughtful and recalled the collection of information about Fang Yang.

He muttered in his heart:

"Zhang Ye's fortune is already great, but compared with Fang Yang, he is still inferior. I know Fang Yang is extraordinary. Sure enough, I chose to make friends with Fang Yang. This step is okay.

But I can't get too close. Zhang Ye can't stand it, and it's even harder for me. Just maintain a friendly relationship."

...

At present, the struggle between Fang Yang and Zhang Ye is that Zhang Ye stagnates, while Fang Yang strides forward.

Soon, the gap between the two became apparent.

Cousin Fang Xuan used his military merits to exchange for the [Thunderbolt Talisman] in order to stabilize his own innate magic. For this purpose, he specially went to the military merit camp.

After he came back, he told Fang Yang happily:

Fang Yang's accumulated military merits have surpassed Zhang Ye, and he is far ahead, far ahead!

The most important thing is that the mainstream opinion is no longer that Zhang Ye's reputation suppresses Fang Yang, but Fang Yang suppresses Zhang Ye!

"As long as he is suppressed by me once, he will be suppressed by me all his life!" Fang Yang put his hands behind his back, calm and calm.

Not only because of the [Avoiding Evil and Seeking Good Fortune] light ball in his mind, but also because of his own unremitting efforts!