Carefree Path of Dreams

Spring is coming to autumn, and the moment is to the earth star calendar for 1003 years.

The chilly winter cold has not yet dissipated. At midnight, even the most intensive students have been unable to support and have entered the warm bed.

Fang Yuan earlier convinced Mr. He Tianming to move out of the dormitory.

At this point, I found a small forest at random, ready to check my own results in the past year.

To change the body to the spiritual body, in the words of Xian Xia, it is necessary to give birth to the "lingual roots" from ordinary people. This is naturally difficult.

In addition, the rule of the world is still too strict. Although the concentration of the spirit is restored, it is still only a clear spring in the desert. Even Fang Yuan, it took more than a year to complete the entire foundation laying process.

This is still the blessing of the rising spiritual concentration in the past year. Otherwise, Fang Yuan estimates that at least three years can be used to complete the first layer of Yuanling Yangqi.

"Breathe……"

At this time, with the deep breath, the moonlight in the sky seemed to be stunned, and was twisted into the dantian.

A clear stream reciprocated throughout the body, and suddenly the 99.99% behind the column of Yuan Ling Yang Qi in the attribute bar was added a little more and completely turned into perfection.

Bang!

At the next moment, Fang Yuan felt a shock, a mysterious change, and immediately formed a cycle in the body.

The blood flow is accelerated, the complexion is red, and a large amount of sweat is squeezed out from the pores, with a little smelly impurities.

"I am... can it be regarded as the ancient Yijing wash?"

Fang Yuan took off his coat three or two times, and he was not afraid of the cold chill. He jumped directly into the small lake and cleaned his body.

After a while, he climbed ashore, wiped his body, and looked at his attributes:

"Name: Fang Yuan

Fine: 1.0

Gas: 1.0

God: 1.0

Occupation:? ? ?

Repaired as:? ? ?

Skills: Yuan Ling Yang Qi [first layer (consummation)]

Expertise: Medical Skills [Level 3], Implantation [Grade 5], Fire Eyes [Level 1]"

"The first layer of Yuanling Yangqi is perfect: the body transformation is completed, and it becomes a spiritual and physical body! The sense of temper is enhanced!"

"The spiritual and physical physique is actually an evolutionary..."

Fang Yuan slightly closed his eyes. At this time, he could finally use the needle to guide. A thought can sense the spirit in the void. It is a pity that it is too little and too little, just like an oasis in the desert.

"It is to raise a little aura, can use it slightly, and the medical recovery is more than half!"

He thought about it with his head tilted and waved his hand.

call out!

Silver flashes, a row of silver needles are nailed straight to the surface of the pine cypress, into the wood three points.

This is a set of uncontrollable hidden weapon techniques. Within a few feet, it is even better than firearms. Other martial arts masters, under the circumstances, how much die.

At this point, I have a little bit of self-defense power.

Fang Yuan saw this and could not help but sneer.

When he moved out, he had felt a few stalking surveillances. He had to hold back for a few months, and the supervision became more relaxed, but it has not been completely revoked until now.

This is a good thing to say, it is to take care of it, just in case, after all, it is still a fifteen or six-year-old boy who has to take care of one or two.

Being able to promise to move out of the dormitory is a must.

"But... it’s almost the same!"

Fang Yuanzheng is changing his own mind: "I have enough knowledge to precipitate. At this time, I will throw something out. Although it is eye-catching, it is not shocking. It will make people suspect that the old ghost is resurrected..."

“If you don’t pay attention, how do you get the attention of your superiors? Go into the real core research?”

Although over the past year, with the line that Professor Tian took, Fang Yuan has also got a few projects, which can be used to earn a little extra money, and even occasionally use experimental instruments, but it is still ten years away from his imagination. Eight thousand miles.

Before, it was still Tibetan Mastiff, but now the first layer of Yuan Ling Yang Qi is completed, but it is a lot less scruples.

......

Reporting to the temple.

After one night of work, Fang Yuan mixed into the crowd of morning exercises, bought a cup of soy milk, and several meats burned and went to his store.

"The boss brother is early!"

At this time, the antique shop named ‘Qing Xin Zhai’ has already opened. The clerk inside is a 20-year-old student. When he saw Fang Yuan, he immediately greeted his eyes.

"I didn't say it, just call me Fang Yuan or the boss..."

Fang Yuan rolled his eyes and went into the store. When he saw the window, he was very satisfied.

Sun Jian recruited two clerk for himself, Ding Qiuyu in the morning and Zhao Lihong in the afternoon. Both of them were university students nearby. They came out to work and study, and they worked for a long time. They were on duty, not too tired.

This Ding Qiuyu is a northerner, with the uniqueness and clarity of the northern women. When she sees that she is younger than her, she always likes to laugh twice, and she will get used to it over time.

"How does the boss brother have time to come to the store today?"

Ding Qiuyu held the broom and asked with a smile.

For this little boss, she is curious, not only specially recruited into Xijing University, but also set up a store in the capital, even heard that he was just an orphan.

This is what she is, and she is very admired, and some soft places are touched.

"I just happened to be near the morning and brought you a sizzling fire!"

Fang Yuan smiled and put the meal on the table: "Buy it first and then busy!"

"When you are busy, eat again, there is nothing wrong with it!"

Ding Qiuyu worked hard and couldn't help himself: "There have been no guests in the recent period, but there are a few who look at the agarwood Maitreya, but when they listen to the offer, they are all turning their eyes away. The boss is not you. drop?"

She feels that this boss brother is not very likely to do business.

Although I opened a shop, but I will not die for a year, deducting the cost and their salary, I am afraid that there is not much surplus, it is better to eat the rent directly.

"No, it's the price! Love buy or not!"

Fang Yuan drank a soy milk, and the mellow and silky taste rolled over his throat and smiled.

That Maitreya certainly knows the valuation. It is purely in accordance with the value of antiques. It is also like two or three thousand. He marks 300,000 in one go, and he does not want to sell it.

This is the first step to attract customers.

The second is for the sake of the above, even he has some unclear atmosphere, to put a long line, catch big fish.

Of course, these don't have to be told by the clerk.

"Autumn language, is it busy again?"

At this time, a young man strode into the store door and saw Ding Qiuyu, his eyes lit up: "I will help you!"

"No, my boss is here!"

Ding Qiuyu is a little shy, and laughed and hit the young man: "This is my little fellow, Chen Bo! Boss, do you see it for the first time?"

"I am afraid it is not the first time."

Fang Yuan smiled and said: "It’s unexpected... Our university’s Sanda King will actually come to my store!”

This Chen Bo, the one who was the last time he was peeked out of the five-shaped boxing.

At this time, watching him walk between, the law is strict, obviously has been promoted to the general strength, in the capital is considered a small master.

"Oh, you are all from Xijing University, you should know!"

Ding Qiuyu is amazed.

"It turned out to be a school brother!"

In front of the beloved woman, Chen Bo did not have the gas field at the time of the fight. He laughed at the harmless animals and animals: "I am a good friend with Qiu Yu. Listening to her mentioning you many times is really taking care of you!"

"This is nothing!"

Fang Yuan smiled and took out several medicine bottles and put them on the table: "Well... there are business things. I made some scented scent here. You ignite a stove every day, and then sell it down. , look at the effect."

“Tong Yuxiang?”

Ding Qiuyu picked up a pill bottle, unplugged the cork, and sniffed: "Scent... very strange!"

"This fragrance is specially made by me. It can refresh my mind and reconcile my blood. It should be a bit of a market!"

Fang Yuan said nothing.

In fact, if you really want money, he will go to the temple every day to go around and it will be enough.

This shop, Agarwood Maitreya, and Tongyuxiang are all for fishing.

And, on the surface, as a small boss, I feel very good, although the self-employed are not very good at this time.

"Okay, I should go too..."

Seeing the store owner here, Chen Bo also feels a little bit strange in the face of others, and immediately quit.

Fang Yuan then went out to ask Xin Zhai and returned to his residence.

His current residence is a small courtyard for rent. It is not far from the side of Xijing University. The key is that the area is large enough and there is a small yard.

As soon as he stepped into the front yard, he could smell the smell of a herb, which he planted.

The raw materials of Tongxiangxiang are naturally derived from this.

With the ability to grow, these herbs are very good in medicine. They are comparable to the wild raw materials in the deep forests, and the formula is also turned from the ancient books. If you know the goods, you will naturally be attracted.

"After more than a year of precipitation, it’s time to move."

Fang Yuan packed up and went to Xijing University to find He Tianming.

"What? Are you ready to apply for graduation?"

He Tianming looked at the student and his brow wrinkled into a 'chuan' character.

"Come, you sit first!"

He had some headaches and asked Fang Yuan to sit down: "How do you want to graduate? I am preparing to send you a masterpiece!"

"The graduate course, I have heard that I have seen most of it, and I have learned almost myself."

Fang Yuan put his hands on his knees and said calmly.

"But the diploma is different! Although the university package distribution work, the treatment of undergraduates and research institutes, the future development space, is still one day, one place..."

He Tianming bitterly persuaded him, Naifang Fangyuan was a portrait of a definite death, and he shook his head helplessly: "Well... do you think about the direction of your graduation thesis?"

“Thinking about it, it’s about ancient Chinese medicine and modern human medicine!”

Fang Yuan replied.

"Well, then I will say hello to you, arrange for this session, and participate in the thesis defense!"

He Tianming nodded, sent Fang Yuan, and sat back on the sofa, falling into meditation.

After half an hour, he finally made up his mind and picked up the phone.