Fang Jie looked up and saw who else would be the sun who was talking. He was wearing a cloth robbed and happily approached Fang Jie, laughing and said, "Haha, didn't expect it? So many people!"

"I really didn't expect it." Seeing the sun's intimate look, Fang Jie couldn't help but touch his nose and smiled bitterly: "By the way, how is the results of your team's competition? I've been practicing martial arts and haven't paid much attention."

"Top 100!" The Sun said depressedly: "I was fucked until the seventh round! Damn, I didn't expect that the sword technique of Jueqing Valley was so powerful, and our swords and swords were completely restrained!"

"Juvenile Valley?" Fang Jie was stunned. He was somewhat familiar with the basic information of each sect. He couldn't help but smile and said, "The Juvenile Valley is an evil sect and will never get married for life, so there will naturally be some compensation."

The sun curled his lips, as if the actual situation was not as simple as Fang Jie imagined: "Damn! If that is true, I will admit it! We lost to the weapon! They each had a golden serrated knife, and they cut off our long sword from the beginning, and they didn't give us time to change weapons at all, so the sword technique could not be used."

"Didn't I give you newbie tools?" Fang Jie said in surprise, thinking that the golden serrated knife must be the token of the treasure sword in Jueqing Valley, but no matter how powerful it is, it is not as strong as his novice tools, right?

"Oh!" Sun sighed and said with a strange expression: "I naturally used a broom. I also used a hatchet, but those two women said that so many people were watching the live broadcast. Using a broom really damaged their beautiful and refined image. As a result, they were unable to use sword skills at the beginning of the game, so how could our combined attack skills be used!"

After hearing this, Fang Jie shrugged and thought to himself that this is your own problem.

If it were Fang Jie himself, he would definitely not think about it. As long as he could win the game, he would not care about his demeanor. He would use a broom to make the reality, which is more in line with his realistic style principles.

Seeing that Fang Jie didn't say anything for a long time, the sun thought the other party felt sorry for them, and couldn't help but smile and said, "It's okay. Although I only made it to the top 100, each person was rewarded with an 80% pill! Brother, if you want it, I will give you my one, and there is a 80% chance of success, and I hope it's very high!"

"Don't worry, I'm in my sister's hands." As if she was afraid that Fang Jie would have any objections, the sun added.

"I appreciate your kindness, but I don't want to take the wrong medicine and force me to delete the account and practice again." Fang Jie, who was slightly moved, gave the sun a blank look, wondering if this person had been talking to Wu for a long time, and he was so encouraging himself.

"Okay!" Sun grabbed his head and looked around. The other party smiled and said, "Brother, you have a companion now. So many people deleted their accounts and replayed, haha!"

Fang Jie looked up and said with some melancholy: "Yes, it will be quiet in a month."

Sun seemed not to notice Fang Jie's expression and said to himself: "Actually, many people have wanted to delete the account and replay it. They are waiting for the Huashan Sword Contest to end and evaluate the strength of each faction before choosing again. Most people's first account is just used to try it out, and now it is the real main account. Anyway, in the game, the reality is only one and a half months, and it cannot delay any major events."

"I'm talking!" Fang Jie suddenly said: "No wonder I stayed in Guo's Mansion for a year, and I didn't even see a novice player during this period. It seems that these people have long been experienced..."

"Of course! Most players come from "The Legend of Jin Yong"..." The sun was halfway through, and suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly said: "I won't talk anymore, I will have to hand in the task. After the time, the task will be invalid!"

"How is it possible? What task are you doing?" Fang Jie couldn't help but be surprised. The expiration time of each task is usually two hours, and it can be completed with your eyes closed. How can it fail?

"Oh! Water the manure!" The sun said helplessly: "Damn, when I first entered the game, no one wanted to water the manure. Now it's time to pour it out. The manure in the vegetable garden is flying all over the sky. You didn't go to see that scene. It was spectacular!"

Seeing that Fang Jie was a little puzzled, the sun had to explain: "I ask you, what basic skills should I add to the watering of manure?"

"Basic hidden weapons, basic internal strength, basic techniques..."

"That's right!" Sun slapped his thighs and said in a daze: "Most people are sent by the stars, so basic hidden weapons are a must-practice skill, so they all go to pour manure! I want to worship the ancient tomb, and the hidden weapon skills must be practiced in advance. After leaving the mansion, you can save a lot of potential!"

"Then go, call me if you have anything to do!" Fang Jie shook his head and smiled, thinking that it seemed that he could not do a novice task this month, so he should just stay in the practice room and consume his potential.

"Aren't you going?" After asking, the sun slapped his head and smiled foolishly: "Oh, your potential has not been exhausted yet! Okay, let's say goodbye!" After that, he hugged his fists and turned around and left.

"Oh, is it just to ask me out to chat? Trouble!"

Looking at the sun's back, Fang Jie sighed helplessly, quickly returned to his practice room, and continued to start the boring process of entering into meditation...

System prompts: Your internal strength is not enough, and Guo’s mental method can no longer be understood!

A week later, a system prompt woke Fang Jie up in a trance and quickly checked his skill status: basic internal strength level 273, proficiency level Guo's mental method level 273, proficiency level (o%).

It seems that it has reached its horn. After looking at the potential point again, there is only 390,000 left. In other words, the Guo mental method has used more than 60,000 potential from level 251 to level 273. If this continues, it is still unknown whether the remaining potential can be practiced to level 3 of Guo mental method.

Of course, Fang Jie would not be so stupid to consume his potential energy on basic martial arts anymore. He immediately stopped practicing. After leaving the practice room, he went straight to the backyard of Guo’s mansion. But as soon as he walked to the door of the backyard, the scene in front of him immediately scared Fang Jie.

The backyard of Guo Mansion, which was originally small, was densely packed with thousands of people. The whole scene was very disturbing, and from time to time, people walked out of the various novice mission rooms. Fang Jie only stood at the door for two seconds, and was taken into the backyard by the people rushing over from behind.

"Why are there so many people?" Fang Jie couldn't help but mutter in a low voice.

The person next to him heard it and smiled bitterly: "This is so many people? You haven't experienced the server's time, right? This is already few enough! Although there are not many players who committed suicide to delete the account this time, at least there are tens of thousands of people, all of whom are crowded here!"

"The day the game was opened was not as crowded as it is today, right?" Fang Jie wondered: "The system seemed to be diverted at that time, and he had made countless copies of the Guo Mansion. Why didn't he do it this time?"

"How many people are there? In the game, only less than one-tenth of the players delete the account and replay it. Is it necessary to divert it?" The man gave Fang Jie a blank look and said, "It's also a blessing that every novice mission room exists in the form of a dungeon. Otherwise, the Guo Mansion would have been demolished by everyone!"

Speaking of this, the man seemed to remember something and reminded him with lingering fear: "By the way, brother! Don't enter the horse's house!"

"What's wrong?"

"No one who entered can come out alive, and they were resurrected directly from the front yard of Guo's mansion." The man said tremblingly: "You have to hold your breath when you sweep the horse house, do you know? But after sweeping, you thought it out but couldn't squeeze out the door because it was blocked and couldn't be squeezed out. Finally, you were suffocated to death! Although there was no punishment after death, the mission failed, which was equivalent to being swept in vain!"

Fang Jie nodded with a smile on his face and did not answer. After squeezing the crowd for more than ten minutes, he finally got into the horse house. When people around him saw this scene, they laughed at each other. "Idiot", "Silly Hat", "Idiot" and other synonyms were added to Fang Jie, saying that another fool who was seeking death entered the horse house. There were even some people who were afraid of the world being in chaos and shouted that everyone would block the door together...

Fang Jie, who entered the Mafang dungeon, could naturally hear the laughter and scolding outside, but he didn't care about it. He took out a broom from the Qiankun Ring and began to hold his breath and sweep the ground.

In his opinion, the real "idiot" is the kind of idiot who idiots think others are more idiots than him, so sometimes ignorance is actually a sin, and Fang Jie doesn't want to give these people a chance to forgive him at this time.

As a result, the players outside who were planning to watch jokes waited for a long time but did not show Fang Jie coming out. They just thought that Fang Jie was suffocating to death, so they didn't care.

Half a month later.

"Brother, where are you?" The sun suddenly sent a text message: "I'm leaving the house soon."

"Ma Fang." Fang Jie thought about it and felt that these two words would cost him 10 taels of silver, so he added three more words: "Where are you?"

"I'm in the horse house too! Why didn't I see you?"

"Maybe it's not in the same dungeon, right?" Fang Jie laughed inwardly, thinking that his Mafang dungeon was opened half a month ago, it would be strange if he could find it.

"Help me quickly, I can't get out! I'll be suffocated in two minutes! I'm in horse house No. 1oo81!"

"Please!" Fang Jie shook his head, and had to put away his broom and walk outside.

As soon as he arrived at the door, Fang Jie found that the outside had been blocked by other players, and there was no place to stay. The outside players could not see the situation inside the dungeon and were still squeezing around at the door.

"It turns out that I, a rookie, also bully the rookie one day!" Seeing this, Fang Jie smiled slightly, and his fists mixed with fierce energy rushed outwards...
Chapter completed!