I have a little bit of talent

At the hour of Mao on the second day, when the sky was still slightly bright, Fang Mu had already opened his eyes.

He picked up the bag that he had prepared last night, climbed over the wall again with ease, and left the Xie family.

After this trip, I don’t know when I can come back to Tongbao Commercial Bank again.

Fang Mu looked back at the Xie family where he had lived for many days, then went straight out of the city.

In less than a cup of tea, Fang Mu arrived at Xiayi Town where the Iron Fist Sect was located.

It was still early and no one in the town had gotten up yet, so the whole town seemed empty.

The strange thing was that when Fang Mu arrived at the Iron Fist Gate, he found that the entire Iron Fist Gate was empty, even Han Tieyi and Tieshan were not there.

"It's strange, why is there no one from the Iron Fist Sect? Even Uncle Han is gone."

While Fang Mu was wondering, a voice came from behind him.

"Little brother, who are you looking for?"

Fang Mu turned around and saw an old man looking at him with a cane in his hand.

"Old man, do you know where all the people from the Iron Fist Sect have gone?"

Seeing that the other party was older, Fang Mu quickly bowed and asked.

"Master Han took his disciples to visit friends in Yangzhou yesterday, and asked me, an old man, to help look after the gate for a few days."

The old man saw that Fang Mu was quite polite and that he came to visit the Iron Fist Sect, so he responded with a smile.

"I see, thank you very much, father-in-law."

Since Han Tieyi and his men went to Yangzhou, they were most likely going to see Fang Lu. Fang Muyong felt relieved. After thanking the old man, he did not stay and just got up and left.

The old man still looked at Fang Mu's back with a smile and did not say anything to keep him.

……

The journey from Yanzhou to Yizhou is long.

Starting from Huaicheng along the official road, you have to pass through more than a dozen cities of different sizes before you can reach Dushan City on the border. Fortunately, most of the way is official road, so the road is relatively easy to travel.

But if you don't take the official road, to reach Dushan City you need to cross the endless mountains to the west of Huaicheng.

Although this road is much shorter in distance, it requires passing through many deep mountains and forests, and crossing countless poisonous pools and dangerous places. Ordinary people certainly would not choose to take this road.

But Fang Mu is obviously not an ordinary person. Since there is a shortcut, why should he take the long way?

The scenery in the mountains is quite different from that in the city.

The sun shines through the clouds and shines on the mountains, like a veil covering the greenery of the trees in the mountains. The scenery along the way is constantly changing. The trees are lush and green, and all kinds of wild flowers are blooming. Occasionally, you can hear the singing of birds and the gurgling sound of streams.

There were few people in the mountains, so Fang Mu let go and used his true Qi to form a shield to block some tree branches and the poisonous insects and dead leaves hidden in them, and walked at a moderate speed.

"No, there's something wrong with that old man!"

Fang Mu finally came to his senses.

You have to know that at this time, my soul has already reached a high level. When ordinary people get close to me, my mind will naturally feel it. However, this old man was able to come up behind me silently without me noticing. This is by no means an easy task.

"It seems that I was also led by him. I didn't even notice it for so long! I didn't realize it until I was so far away. This person is incredible. Fortunately, he has no ill intentions towards me, otherwise it would be difficult to resist."

Fang Mu, feeling like he had been taught a lesson again, hung his head and no longer had the same interest in playing as before.

Fang Mu, who originally thought that he had achieved great spiritual power and could show off, now feels that the vastness of the world and the number of masters are beyond his imagination.

There are so many masters of cultivation in this small Huaicheng area. What about the entire Yanzhou, the entire Da Zhou, and even this world?

"These masters are all mysterious and like to tease people. I don't know who they learned this from."

Fang Mu felt helpless and just felt that he had bad luck.

Fang Mu himself was new to the world and had little experience, so he had no idea who this old man was. Since he had no ill will towards him, he simply stopped thinking about it and just admired the scenery in the mountains while hurrying on his way.

……

Before I knew it, three days had passed in a flash.

The weather was getting hotter and hotter. Fang Mu traveled during the day for the past three days, and at night he would find a treetop to lie down and rest while practicing.

When resting, he would keep circulating his Qi to protect his body, blocking fallen leaves and bites from snakes, insects and rats.

In addition, there was plenty of supplies in the Yuanshen mustard seed space. When he was thirsty, there was fine wine, and when he was hungry, there were delicacies collected over many days. He lived a comfortable life, but there was no one to talk to, so he felt a little lonely.

Even though there are beautiful scenery in the mountains, after looking at them for several days in a row, Fang Mu couldn't help but feel aesthetic fatigue and missed the prosperity of the city.

"It's fast to walk alone, but it's too boring."

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but quicken my pace, wanting to get out of this vast mountain and head to the city as soon as possible.

I saw a figure jumping up and down among the mountains and dense forests at an incredibly fast speed. The air was pierced by its body, making bursts of whistling sounds.

From time to time, some branches that blocked the way were shattered by the protective true qi, scattering broken branches and leaves.

Fang Mu hurried on and in less than half a day he had covered the distance that he had covered in several days, crossing several hills and valleys.

By the evening, Fang Mu had arrived in front of a pond.

This pond is called the Poison Dragon Pond. It is located in the middle of the mountains and is right in the middle of this mountain road. In other words, Fang Mu has already walked halfway from Huaicheng to Dushancheng.

Although this Poison Dragon Pond has the word "poison" in its name, it actually has beautiful scenery. The water is crystal clear, reflecting the surrounding green mountains and blue sky and white clouds. When the breeze blows, ripples appear on the water surface, just like a huge mirror flashing light.

You can also see some small fish swimming freely in the water. The water surface sparkles under the setting sun, blending in with the surrounding scenery.

Fang Mu stood by the lake, looking at the beautiful scenery, and was lost in thought for a moment.

At this moment, Fang Mu's soul actually moved.

The vast true energy that had been surrounding the body suddenly gathered at one point and returned to the Dantian Qi Hai acupoint.

Then it slowly and silently gushed out from the acupoints again and began to spread outwards along with the induction of the soul.

Unlike the previous vast and unparalleled energy that was like a scattering river in the sky, the true energy at this time was radiating silently under the control of the soul, as if it had become one with the soul, forming an absolute domain within a radius of several hundred meters that Fang Mu's soul could sense.

Fang Mu felt that he seemed to be omnipotent within this realm. Flowers, trees, water, and even the air would change shape and state according to his thoughts as long as he wanted.

Fang Mu imagined gently controlling a wild flower a hundred meters away. The wild flower was blooming beautifully, but suddenly the flower withered and the petals scattered all over the ground.

He then tried to control a blade of grass next to the wild flower. The grass was originally tender and weak, and its color was green, but it suddenly withered and became dull under his control.

Fang Mu couldn't help but reveal a smile on his face.

When spirit and energy combine, the realm is created!