Plundering the Heavens

Inside the Wanmu Lingtian under the jurisdiction of Qingyunshan Daomen, there is a famous food.

In the past two months, Fangxing has eaten more than ten kilograms of meat every day. This does not include other rice, fruits, and various kinds of drinks. Occasionally, it will also buy some nourishing herbs to nourish the body. In such an environment, Wang Zhi and other five children follow the line, the rain and the dew are all dip, one by one, the face is full of red light, the fat body is strong, even the small belly is up, and the chin is stacked two or three layers.

However, the party did not become fat, and even lost weight.

Now his body looks very thin, like a piece of paper, as if a gust of wind can blow.

However, his eyes have become very bright and his mental state is very good. Every move is full of power.

"This Qingyun creation is really unusual. I only practiced for two months. I have changed so much. It is no wonder that my nine uncles all claimed to be the best players on the rivers and lakes, but they were killed by an eagle and a sword. Clean..."

In the forest next to the medicine field, sitting in front of a pile of bonfires, looking at the fire and holding a hare out of the fire.

After two months of eating and drinking, the silver that has been searched from the hands of the children in the party has been squandered for two years. What if there is no money?

I can't really teach these guys to sell ass, and with his bear, it is estimated that no one will buy it.

No way, the party often takes a few Taoist children to hunt in the nearby mountain forests. There are many forest beasts near Qingyun Mountain. There are so many beasts that you can’t capture the children. If you have the skills, you can catch some. Improve your life.

Fortunately, after he built an aura, he felt that his ears were very sensitive and his reaction was extremely fast.

Usually, a pile of pebbles is in your arms. Once you find a hare or a pheasant flying, you will hit the hand, and within 30 feet, there is nothing wrong with it.

There was even a time when Fang Xing came across a wild wolf. After licking it, he made a slap in the wolf's tail and then jumped on the wolf's back. After a while, he was beaten to death.

When a small body was carrying a wild wolf back to the wooden house, Wang Zhi and others were scared of urine.

Since then, the party has been like a heavenly person in their hearts, and they have vowed allegiance.

Fang Xing is also good for them. The temperament of the heroes raised in the armpits has not been weakened by the age of appearance.

Have meat to eat together, drink with wine, and do not drink and pinch your nose.

Nowadays, the name "Fang Boda" has been deeply rooted in the hearts of five children. It is no longer just a verbal talk.

"My current spiritual power has been able to run successfully for a week, and I don't know if it is a smart one!"

In the heart of Fang Xing, according to the regulations of the Qingyun Mountain Gate, the Taoist children have been trained to become a foreigner, and they can be promoted to a foreign disciple. Their identity has been improved by an equal order, and it is not necessary to mix in this medicine field. It is said that there are some other benefits, but Qingyun’s forging article says how to cultivate, but did not say how to divide the level of cultivation.

It is precisely because of this that Fangxing does not know how to calculate what state.

"Fang Boss, Chai Wozhen is back..."

Not far from a row of pine trees, Wang Zhi walked over with a small freckle smile, carrying a bundle of dry wood on his shoulder.

Usually Ling Tian can't break people, so the five Taoist children are rotating and going out to hunt. This time, along with the party, Wang Zhi and small freckles, just watching Chai Wo is not enough, the party will let The two of them went to pick up the firewood and they came back.

After saying that Fang Xing became the boss of the No. 3 field, the biggest change is that the treatment of small freckles and other people is good. They used to be bullying by Wang Zhizhi. Although there are only five people, they are hierarchical, and you bully me. He, but after the party came, it was much simpler. Everyone had to blame me for bullying. Others were not allowed to play, and they worked together and ate together.

When Wang Zhi subconsciously wants to direct small freckles or hanged ghosts, Fang Xing has smashed through the past. After three months, Wang Zhi is very used to washing his socks.

Of course, in addition to their own socks, the square socks must be washed several times.

"Cut a piece of wood and grind it, the fire is gone, roll it!"

Seeing the boss's anger, Wang Zhi and the little freckles rushed over quickly, then watched the wild rabbit drooling on the fire.

After recognizing the party as the boss, the poor life of this door is finally gone, and the oil is rich.

The hare was cooked and cooked, and it was tearing down the meat. Suddenly, a hurrying figure ran over and shouted in the mouth: "Not good, Fang Shixiong, with people coming to Lingyao Check it out, see you are not there, getting angry..."

When everyone looked up, they were left behind to see the hanged ghosts in the medicine field. They ran over with anxious faces.

"Is the day of inspection not tomorrow? How come today?"

"I don't know, it seems that a brother who surnamed Yu passed by, and I remembered coming over..."

Wang Zhi stood up in surprise and his face was bitter.

Usually, the five Taoist children are free to take care of the ten acres of medicine, and no one is bothering them.

But every three months, the people of the Daomen Medicine Supervisor will come to check once, and see if the children are lazy through the growth of Lingyao.

If it's okay, but if someone is stumbling with something wrong, then the money for this month will be lost, and there are other penalties.

The black-hearted priests of those drug supervisors did not use this excuse to deduct the wages of these Taoist children.

It’s a big day, not a day of rest, but they ran to the woods to hunt, which is not a small problem.

After listening to this incident, the small freckles were also in a hurry, and my face was scared.

"Afraid of a bird, I will go back and see!"

The square line dismissed the grass roots in his hand and instructed Wang Zhi to wrap the roasted wild rabbits with leaves.

In front of Lingtian No. 3, there were three Taoist people who looked at them from the mountain forest with cold eyes. The face was gloomy and seemed to be able to pour out water.

The one headed by him was a sneer with a bad face, and the mung bean eyes were stunned.

"Is this guy actually?"

The party is far from seeing, and the heart is not only happy.

This is the first person who turned out to be a fat priest who was beaten by himself in front of the mountain gate. His surname is Yu, and the name is called Yu San, which is a disciple of Daomen, and the remaining two are Taoist children. The identity was temporarily swayed by the fat priests to support the facade.

"Oh, when the time is up, you sneak into the woods and go shopping. It’s a big dog! I don’t know what to do. I’m going to the brother of the drug supervisor, and you all have to say that you all have to be smashed!” Far away saw the side, the face flicked, sneer: "Especially you, this has just entered the mountain gate for a few days? I am blind to the rules of the door, want to be opened?"

The fat priest is also somewhat proud of his heart. He is not a drug supervisor, but a miscellaneous supervisor. To put it bluntly, he is doing chores and errands. This time he took the above difference and went to the medicine field to deal with something. He suddenly remembered three things. I just sent a kid here a month ago, and I want to come over and see if this kid has been miserable. By the way, I will come to the No. 3 field.

Unexpectedly, this came into a good thing, and when the time was worth the time, the kid actually slipped out. This is a big mistake, enough to pinch him, just out for three months. The former mouth is bad.

"Oh, pig brother, rarity, look at the audience..."

Fang Xingxiao’s coming over, pretending to make the little children look at the fat priests.

"Fart, who is surnamed Zhu? Dao surname..."

The fat morale of the face is trembled, pointing to the side to drink.

Fang Xingxiao looked at the fat priest, and his mind was calculating how to deal with him. At this moment, suddenly his heart moved, and there was a kind of inexplicable information appearing in his mind: "A smart rework, a weak, aura in the meridian content……"

It turned out to be about the cultivation of the fat priest, and all his cultivation as a whole appeared in his mind.

"That Ben Baojian can still see people repairing?"

Fang Xing couldn't help but be amazed, his face changed.

The fat priest saw his face changed, and thought he was afraid of himself. He was very proud of his time. The fat hand fanned his face and sneered. "How? I’m afraid, let’s give the priest a few heads. I will spare you this..."

Fang Xing's face was cloudy and uncertain, and he slowly turned around the fat priest for two laps.

The fat priest was raised in his heart and said: "Bunny scorpion, what do you want to do? Do you believe that you are slap in the air?"

Fang Xing had a care in his heart, and his eyebrows picked him up and asked: "Are you a drug supervisor?"

The fat priest glanced, saying: "No, what?"

Fang Xing also asked: "Is the brothers of the drug directors let you come over and inspect?"

The fat priest said: "The lord is passing by, specifically to see if you are lazy..."

The party suddenly jumped up, and the face of the bus was drawn on the face of the fat priest and cried: "Steal your uncle!"

Although others are not big, they have to jump up to get the fat priest's face, but this slap is really heavy, a slamming sound, and the fat priest's obese white face has a clear five-fingerprint, nose. Yin Hong, but the nosebleeds slid down, and the fat priests themselves suddenly starred at Venus, dizzy, the whole person was stunned.

"Little bastard, can you beat me?"

After a long while, the fat priest was desperately yelling.

However, the words have not been finished yet. I only feel that the leg is bent and the person can't stop. The body can't stop falling on the ground, and the back is heavy, but it is on his back.

"A person who is a supervisor of the company, to the site of the drug director to play the prestige? It is you!"

The party screamed, fists, slaps, raindrops, and even hit the belt, like a dead pig.

The fat priest was beaten by the wow, the tears snoted together, and he was also repaired, and the aura was shocked. He wanted to bounce off the square.

Who had expected that Fang Xing was also a resounding aura, which actually offset the aura of his body and continued to smoke.