Stealing a kiss and snatching a jade

  Is Fang Yun so easy to catch?

  Even if Fang Yu uses her most proud magic, she can't keep Fang Yun, let alone without using magic.

  Fang Yun was like a rabbit, able to jump and leap, run and dodge. Fang Yu chased him from his own courtyard all the way through half of the Fang estate, but ultimately still lost track of Fang Yun.

  Fang Yu's small face was flushed, her chest heaving constantly. Although she could no longer see Fang Yun's figure, the hatred in her eyes did not diminish: "You'll be sorry tomorrow!"

  Fang Yu returned to her room with a huff, but felt something was off, and quickly walked to the head of the bed.

  The bedside was in a mess, obviously someone had rummaged through it. Fang Yu's face immediately darkened.

  Above Fang's house, a furious scream suddenly came: "Lao Wu! You and I are irreconcilable!"

  Fang Yu never thought that Fang Yun would make a comeback, it turned out that he had deliberately lured himself into chasing him earlier, no wonder every time he felt like he was about to catch him.

  Fang Yun excitedly hugged a flower pot that was almost half his body size, and under the moonlight, the angel's trumpet flower looked even more delicate.

  After running for a while, Fang Yun felt safe, and with one grab of her small hand, she directly plucked the entire Xianling flower, without any hesitation or mercy. Then, with a wide open mouth, she stuffed it inside.

  This immortal flower is even more effective when used to refine the elixir, but with Fang Yun's current abilities, not to mention refining the elixir, he doesn't even have a cauldron, so he simply swallowed it directly.

  In her lower abdomen, she immediately felt a surge of fiery heat, and Fang Yun knew that this was the spiritual energy of the Xianling flower, starting to release.

  The more vibrant the flower, the more toxic it is. The Xianling flower is no exception, but it's not highly toxic, rather it's a great tonic. However, most people can't withstand the impact of this fairy energy.

  Even Fang Yun didn't dare to be slightly careless, and found a secluded courtyard in a remote corner. First, he set up a hiding array, and then immediately sat down to refine the immortal energy.

  My own courtyard can't be returned, it's uncertain that little girl is crouching in her own courtyard, catching me off guard.

  Fang Yun's cultivation for over a year had yielded some small accomplishments, and although he was still in the initial stages of gathering his energy, his spiritual energy was already quite abundant, enough for Fang Yun to perform some low-level magical techniques to defend against Fang Yu's magic.

  If we say that Fang Yun's current immortal energy is 10, then the immortal energy contained in the Xianling flower is 100. As long as he refines one-tenth of it, Fang Yun will be able to advance to the middle stage of Qi gathering.

  This spiritual energy, if it can't be quickly absorbed, will continue to dissipate with time. In two years at most, this spiritual energy will either be absorbed by Fang Yun or mostly dissipated.

  However, even if Fang Yun absorbed it day and night, he would still be unable to fully absorb the spiritual energy of the Xianling flower within two years. It was destined that half of it would dissipate.

  Fang Yun's body was faintly emitting a soft glow, like the gentle light of fireflies, which was the external manifestation of his immortal energy.

  Fang Yun was also unable to stop the leakage of the immortal energy, although it was a pity, it was also helpless, unless he could refine the Xianling flower into a pill, but with his current cultivation level, even if all the materials were placed in front of him, he could only stare blankly.

  Three hours later, the sky was already a dull gray, as if it were about to dawn. The fairy energy in Fang Yun's dantian was getting thicker and thicker. Fang Yun stopped absorbing the fairy energy, and the fairy energy in his dantian had reached a small critical point.

  Now Fang Yun just needs to condense his fairy energy and break through the Small Mysterious Barrier, and he can advance to the middle stage of Qi gathering.

  In the cultivation path, there are many mysterious gates. Just like Fang Yun now, from the initial stage of Qi gathering to the middle stage, it is called a small mysterious gate. If it breaks through the condensation period from the Qi gathering period, it is called a great mysterious gate.

  However, not all small mysterious gates are simpler than large mysterious gates. Some special mysterious gates can bring about calamities, so they are also called evil difficulties. Some are even more special skills that can bring about evil difficulties.

  However, the early stage will not have any tribulations. Fang Yun controlled the immortal energy and condensed it into a ball. This feeling was like rolling out dough, first condensing the immortal energy for a while, then adding some external immortal energy, and then continuing to condense.

  So, it can be said that all things in the world can become Tao. Perhaps the matter of making noodles is too mundane and doesn't match the realm of cultivating truth, but cultivating truth is precisely about seeking all things, understanding true principles, and seeking the heavenly way. If one avoids mundane matters too much, they will instead forever limit their own cultivation and Dao heart.

  Fang Yun felt that his current cultivation had stabilized, and the small Xuan Guan in the middle of Qi gathering was like a thin paper in front of him, which could be broken with a poke.

  Fang Yun did not make a hasty breakthrough at the Xiaoyuan Gate, but instead probed it gently with his immortal aura. The Xiaoyuan Gate immediately rippled with fine waves, extremely unstable. This was the Xiaoyuan Gate of the initial stage of cultivation, which would not pose any difficulty for anyone.

  It's not difficult to pass the small Xuan Guan as long as you're not extremely stupid, but as your cultivation level increases, the difficulty of future small Xuan Guans will rise sharply.

  Fang Yun directly used his full strength and charged at Xiao Xuan's barrier. The barrier was instantly broken, without any resistance.

  In an instant, Fang Yun's body merged with the heavens and earth as one, even more immense heavenly energy poured into his body without cease. Fang Yun directly absorbed the heavenly energy, converting it into pure spiritual energy within his body after circulating it for a full cycle, then merging it into his Sea of Qi.

  After spending the whole night, Fang Yun finally refined about one-tenth of the Xianling flower's Xian Qi. At the same time, he successfully advanced to the mid-term of Qi gathering. As long as he intensifies his efforts to refine the remaining Xian Qi, he should be able to advance to the late stage of Qi gathering within a year.

  At this moment, the sky was already bright, Fang Yun stood up and found that he had never been to this small courtyard of the Fang family.

  When he withdrew the Hidden Array, he immediately heard a coughing sound. Fang Yun's heart moved slightly, and this coughing sound was somewhat weak, but his breath was extremely thick, much thicker than his own father.

  He seemed like a seriously ill old man, but this person's strength was absolutely above his own father's. This was also the highest cultivation that Fang Yun had met since he was born.

  Fang Yun didn't avoid it either, walked to the door, gently pushed open the room door, and poked his small head in, looking around.

  Although the sky was already bright, the windows and doors in the house were tightly closed. A kerosene lamp cast a yellow glow, and an old man sat at the table with his eyes closed, cold sweat dripping from his forehead. The faint light shone on the old man's face, making him look even more desolate.

  The old man seemed to have discovered that a stranger had arrived, and he slightly opened his eyes, only to find a small, mischievous head with a pair of beady eyes darting back and forth.

  "Are you Fang's old fifth?" The old man withdrew his turbid gaze, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He also felt a warmth from this unexpected visitor.

  "Old man, are you ill?" Fang Yun pushed open the large door and walked into the house. The sunlight shone in, causing the old man to flinch slightly, as if he was not accustomed to such strong light.

  "It's all been fifty years." The old man said calmly, as if he had already seen through everything.

  "Fifty years, suffering from this illness for fifty years, it's truly painful." Fang Yun's tender face revealed a mature expression, and he let out a soft sigh.