Chapter 22: Leaving the Village! Encountering Remnants of the Heavenly Principle Sect!

Third-Layer Blood Qi is a threshold.

Reaching this stage, Blood Energy can circulate throughout the body, forming a network inside, covering every inch of the skin, forming a defense similar to a turtle shell on the skin.

Practiced to the peak, this layer of Blood Energy can even penetrate the body, forming an invisible air wall of two or three inches on the body surface.

This is Blood Qi Body Protection!

Reaching this step, even if one stands still and lets a Second-Layer Blood Qi expert strike, it is difficult for the Second-Layer person to hurt the other party.

Earlier, when Fang Yi dealt with that Mist Hunter deep in the mist, it was like this.

Striking with a palm was like hitting iron or stone, making his wrists ache.

Fortunately, the deadly poison in his body could circulate with the opponent's Blood Energy, which allowed him to successfully kill the opponent.

Otherwise, even if he were exhausted, it would be difficult to gain any advantage.

Fang Yi exhaled a turbid breath, his spirit concentrated, and he summoned the panel again.

Name: Fang Yi

【Skills: Poison Origin Technique (Perfect), Iron Poison Skill (Perfect), Bone-Rotting Fist (Perfect), Shadow-Erosion Step (Perfect), Poison Shadow Demon Blade (Perfect), Poison Evil Iron Body (Small Success 60%), Bone-Shrinking Poison Technique (Small Success 92%), Cotton Cloud Poison Palm (Great Success 83%)】

【Effect: Soul-Chasing Bone-Rotting, Unparalleled Deadly Poison, can poison to death up to a mid-phase Fourth-Layer Blood Qi martial artist】

Although practicing the technique didn't further increase the toxicity in his body, his cultivation breakthrough also caused the deadly poison to undergo some kind of mutation again.

From being able to poison to death 【initial-phase Fourth-Layer Blood Qi】 to now 【mid-phase Fourth-Layer Blood Qi】.

"There are still three techniques that haven't reached perfection. Next, I will practice these three to perfection and see if there are any changes. If there are still no changes, I will really have to find a way to find graded martial arts."

Fang Yi thought to himself.

Graded martial arts!

Simple words, but they have become the lifelong pursuit of countless people.

Even those Mist Hunters who lick blood on the edge of a blade all year round have not learned many graded martial arts.

Such martial arts are extraordinarily rare, and any appearance can cause a sensation.

Ordinary people, even if they hold them in their hands, are not a blessing.

It will bring them fatal disaster.

And according to what Fang Yi currently knows, there is only one way to obtain them, which is from the government office.

But if you want to buy them with silver, even the lowest-level graded martial art will sell for five thousand taels of silver.

This is definitely not something an ordinary person can afford.

If you are unwilling to buy, that is also fine.

That is to become a Murder-Suppressing Envoy and kill the wanted criminals for them.

Such as some high-level members of Evil Sects, wandering great thieves, Mist Hunters who frequently commit crimes, bandit leaders lurking in the mist...

Such experts will all have graded martial arts as rewards.

Fang Yi thought in the courtyard.

A moment later, he let out a light sigh.

If not necessary, he truly didn't want to wade into the muddy waters of the government office...

Two days later.

The movement in the village finally quieted down completely.

After several consecutive days, Mist Hunters constantly died miserably in the mountain forest, which made the remaining Mist Hunters curse and eventually choose to leave one after another.

Because everyone had noticed that something had happened in the mountain.

They didn't want to waste time here.

Rather than that, it would be better to choose to go elsewhere.

The Qingyang City jurisdiction covers thousands of miles, and there are plenty of places with strange beasts; there is no need to hang oneself on one tree.

With many Mist Hunters leaving one after another, many villagers also breathed a sigh of relief.

During this period, dealing with these Mist Hunters was truly heart-pounding; a slight carelessness would provoke them, fortunately, they had left now.

"Fang Yi, starting tomorrow, you go into the city. It's good to go into the city early to broaden your horizons and see more of the world."

Old physician Xu smiled.

"Yes, Xu Shifu."

Fang Yi nodded.

The reply from Hundred Herbs Hall had been sent long ago, but Fang Yi hadn't gone over because he was worried that old physician Xu couldn't handle it.

Now that the village was safe, he didn't need to stay any longer.

Another day passed.

Fang Yi packed his luggage, bringing three bundles.

Under the farewell of old physician Xu and a group of pharmacy apprentices, he began to say goodbye to them.

"Fang Yi, remember to write back often!"

Shen Yun, who was an apprentice with him before, couldn't help but say.

"Study the Hundred Herbs Scripture more. The Hundred Herbs Scripture is profound and can treat ninety-nine percent of the diseases in the world. After learning it, traveling the world won't be a problem."

Old physician Xu warned again.

"Xu Shifu, you go back, don't see me off."

Fang Yi waved to them.

Until he completely disappeared into the thin mist, old physician Xu sighed softly and turned back.

Fang Yi had walked the road from the village to Qingyang City countless times.

Walking this time, he had a different feeling in his heart.

But soon he collected his emotions, recovered, and began to quicken his pace.

Just as he was getting closer and closer to Qingyang City, he suddenly froze, noticing that there were many figures ahead on the road, all carrying injuries, groaning in pain.

There were many figures, very scattered.

It seemed they had just experienced some kind of battle.

Many people were bandaging their own wounds.

Soon, Fang Yi recognized some of them, his heart secretly shocked.

These were those Mist Hunters.

Many had stayed in Sifang Cun for a long time.

They were injured here?

"Damn it, the strange beast turmoil really has the shadow of the Heavenly Principle Sect; the Heavenly Principle Sect people used medicinal powder to control the strange beasts!"

"These strange beasts and poisonous insects actually emerged from all directions and began to attack the villages; this is an unprecedented event."

"Everyone, hurry up and treat your wounds, leave as soon as possible, that group of Heavenly Principle Sect people might arrive soon!"

"These beasts, why haven't they all been killed yet."

Many Mist Hunters gritted their teeth and cursed.

Fang Yi approached quickly and asked: "Did you encounter strange beasts here?"

"Are you that little physician from Sifang Cun?"

Someone recognized Fang Yi and said: "The remnants of the Heavenly Principle Sect are causing trouble again. They used medicinal powder to control the strange beasts, attacked the City Guard Army, defeated them, and we originally wanted to enter the city, but we also encountered a group of demon beasts, and after a tragic battle, we retreated here."

"What? The City Guard Army was defeated?"

Fang Yi was shocked.

"Now it's completely chaotic outside Qingyang City, that group of Heavenly Principle Sect remnants might be making their final madness, they are very likely to go and loot every village."

That person informed him.

Fang Yi's expression changed instantly.

Not good, wouldn't Sifang Cun also encounter an attack by the Heavenly Principle Sect?

He didn't have deep feelings for the others in the village, and their life or death didn't matter to him.

But the old physician was as kind to him as a mountain, and he couldn't sit and watch the old physician be killed by the Heavenly Principle Sect remnants.

Thinking of this, Fang Yi immediately acted, his speed extremely fast, returning toward Sifang Cun again.

An hour later, he finally approached the village.

Looking from afar, he saw the village was peaceful, not appearing to have been attacked.

He breathed a sigh of relief, but still didn't feel at ease.

After careful thought, he decided to wait outside the village for two days.

In case any Heavenly Principle Sect remnants appeared, he could intercept them.

If not, it wouldn't be too late for him to return to Qingyang City.

Fang Yi looked left and right, and finally chose a relatively hidden location to rest temporarily.

Sure enough.

Half a day passed.

Fang Yi really heard movement, his eyes opened, cold light emerged, the black substance in his body began to circulate silently, spreading outward through his pores.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 23 =====