I Pick the Attributes from the Stone - Chapter 3

The night was slowly approaching, and the black sky covered the earth.

There were some cicadas in the distance, and the world became quieter.

Ok?

In Fang Bai’s room, a ray of moonlight shone on his face through the window.

He found that he didn’t sleep at all, and his eyes were bright.

He is waiting for his parents to sleep.

My parents’ room was turned off, and after a long time, Fang Bai stomped out the door of the room and came quietly to the yard.

Fang Bai stood in front of the big stone, and was a little excited.

“System, what do I do now?”

[Place your hand on the stone, the system will automatically create a virtual space! 】

Tong Fangbai put his hand on the “stepping stone” according to the instructions, and immediately heard the system’s prompt.

【Ding! The virtual space is created successfully. Does the host have to enter? 】

“Enter!”

Ji Fangbai meditated in his heart, suddenly a flower in front of his eyes, as if the space turned upside down.

This is a strange space with chaos inside and mysterious lines flowing around.

Fang Bai’s eyes bloomed, and a little golden light appeared in front of them.

This is the Spirit of Stone? Fang Bai tentatively greeted, “Hi-“

“This is where?”

An inexplicable message came to Fang Bai’s mind.

Oh, yes, it looks like this “artificial wisdom” is quite intelligent.

Bian Fangbai thought for a while, or else it would be easier to wait for the release task.

Thinking like this, Fang Bai smiled with a smile on his face: “Hi, hello …”

“…”

Fang Baiban 晌 did not hear a reply, well, this stone spirit has no humorous cells.

“You’re Fang Bai-“

Fang Bai was stumped directly in place, how did this stone spirit know?

“Can you do something for me?”

Xi Fang rang this sentence again in his mind, and did not expect the task to appear so soon!

Xi Fangbai nodded immediately excitedly: “Yes, of course, what is it? I must help you complete it!”

“Let me tell you a story.” The voice of the Stone Spirit suddenly became a little dark.

“I don’t know how long I’ve been here, I just know that I was enlightened thousands of years ago.”

“In the past, there was a distant small mountain village with a scholar inside. His family was poor, so he cut wood for a living above the mountain every day. When he was tired, he would sit on a large rock, recite scriptures, recite poetry, and express his feelings of loss.

Hunchun went to the autumn, and the stone gradually began to give birth to the spirit. It accompanied the scholars through the spring and autumn.

Until one day, the imperial court examination began, the scholar left the small village, he went to Beijing to catch the test, and won the prize in one fell swoop.

However, the imperial court in charge of the imperial court, the scholar was framed and sentenced to thirty years in prison.

When I was released from prison, everything outside was out of character, and the scholar who was disappointed inside returned to his hometown again.

He still sat on the big rock, telling the story of his life, and finally the scholar was depressed and buried next to the big rock … “

After listening to this story, Fang Bai was a little bit silent and sentimental, which is different from the story in ordinary books.

He knows that this big rock is truly experienced in this story.

Xie Fangbai gradually realized something, this so-called “spirit” can be said to be a kind of obsession.

石头 The “spirit” of this stone was born because of that scholar, and its affection for the scholar is its obsession.

Now, with the help of the system, this obsession is realized and can communicate with Fang Bai.

“What do you want me to do for you?” Fang Bai asked.

麻烦 “Please bury me in the scholar’s grave again, I want to be with him forever!”

好 “Okay, I promise you!” Fang Baizheng focused his head!

Hearing this sentence, the golden light, the spirit of stone disappeared into the virtual space.

Xi Fangbai returned to the yard and stood next to the big rock.

目标 The goal is now obvious. It is to find the grave of the scholar who was a thousand years ago.

But this task is not so easy.

Twenty thousand years have passed, the scholar’s grave may have been gone, and even if it still exists, it is nowhere to be found.

Where is he going to look for? Is this task so abandoned?

and many more……

I just said that the spirit of the stone was buried beside the stone at that time. If the stone has not moved for thousands of years, it should be near here.

Because when he was young, Fang Bai had heard his father say that this stone was moved back by his grandfather, and it must not be far from here.

Yes, I wo n’t know if I ask Dad tomorrow morning.

I was speechless all night, and the next morning, Fang Bai got up and started practicing.

The martial arts realm is actually a refining body. It is divided into nine layers. If you divide it according to your own strength, increasing one hundred pounds of strength is an upgrade.

For example, the current Fang Bai, repaired on the fourth floor of the martial arts, means that his strength has reached four hundred pounds.

If you want to be promoted to the martial arts realm, your physical strength must be above the limit.

In the courtyard, the leaves of the jujube tree were flying, and Fang Bai was doing strange moves under the tree.

This is a set of forging technique called Fuhu Forging Technique. There are eighteen styles.

Wu Fangbai’s body muscles were continuously pulled, and he slowly exercised his body.

This set of forging is more difficult than one type, it can temper the muscles of the body, mobilize one’s own blood, and achieve the purpose of refining.

Xi Fang Bai’s current practice is that he can only make the first nine moves, and the later ones can’t bear it.

After an hour, the sky was bright, and Fang Bai was sweating heavily.

里面 In the kitchen, Fang’s mother shouted, “Xiao Bai, go to take a bath after breakfast and have breakfast!”

“Know Mom!”

Xi Fangbai took a bath and came to the table.

的 The food on the table is not like Fang Bai’s soy milk churros, but a pot of fierce beast meat, which contains a lot of blood, which can supplement the loss of Fang Bai’s usual practice.

Like the children of some large families, they usually even eat some geniuses, which contain very pure energy, which can greatly speed up the progress of their refining.

“What to see, sit down and eat.”

Fang Fang’s father watched Fang Bai stupidly standing there, UU reading www.uukanshu.com said dissatisfied.

“Oh–“

Tong Fangbai bowed his head while eating, and said casually, “Dad, where did you get the big rock in our yard?”

Fang Fang’s father froze for a moment, but did not expect Fang Bai would ask him this question.

“It was your grandfather who moved back from Houshan. What’s wrong?”

“Oh it’s all right!”

Fang Bai, who got the answer, was happy and finally got the answer.

After eating in a hurry, Fang Bai found an excuse to slip out.

“Xiao Bai, don’t you go to college today?” Fang asked behind.

“not going–“

Qi Fang waved his hands without turning back.

College management is very easy and does not force students to go to school.

Because cultivation mainly depends on your own talents and efforts.

Jihou Mountain, a hill behind Fang Bai’s house.

Laoshan is not large, the height of the mountain is only about two or three hundred meters.

Tong Fangbai strolled on the back of the mountain, looking carefully for the graves of scholars thousands of years ago.

In less than half a day, Fang Bai almost walked the whole back mountain.

But nothing was found. After all, time is too long. The grave of a thousand years ago may have disappeared long ago.

Suddenly, Fang Bai moved in front of him, and he saw a small mountain bag, which was very common.

It is important that there is a small pit next to this small mountain bag. The size of the pit is similar to the stone in his house.

The magpie was shrouded in leaves and there were several artificial scratches on a tree next to it.

These scratches are almost gone, and they have been around for decades.

Fang Bai felt his chin and thought, maybe this is the scholar’s grave!