C2 Mystery Cushion

In the forest, over a dozen figures sped by. The whistling wind caused everyone's clothes to flutter, but not a single one of them felt the slightest bit unwell.

"This time, I must catch the old man." The old man in the lead said coldly.

"Yes sir!"

Inside the wooden house, an old man and a young man were chatting happily.

"That's right, Xiaoyi. Since you've decided to look for the mystery of your past, you can have this as well." Back then, when Grandpa found you, it was to protect you from the demon beasts. Otherwise, before you even went into the depths of the valley, you would have already fallen into the stomach of the demon beasts. " Old man Fang took out an old and tattered prayer mat from his bracelet of holding and handed it to Fang Yi.

"Eh, grandpa, isn't this the prayer mat that you usually sit on when you meditate?" Fang Yi took the praying mat from the old man's hands and scratched his head as he asked.

"Uh, grandpa wants to see what kind of use this praying mat has, but he can't figure out the exact function of it. But grandpa believes that there must be something special about it. Maybe only you can use it." Old man Fang's face reddened as he said in embarrassment.

Back then, when the old man saw Fang Yi and the praying mat underneath him, he saw how extraordinary the praying mat was and wanted to see if he could refine it. However, when the praying mat came into the hands of the old man, it became an ordinary praying mat, losing all its effects.

The knowledgeable Old Man Fang immediately guessed that this could be a magic treasure. Only Magic Treasures needed a drop of blood to be able to recognize a master, and thus only their host could use it.

"Oh?" "Then let me try. How should I use it?" The current Fang Yi had already reached the peak of the first level of Qi Refining. When he heard the old man say that this cushion was extraordinary, he couldn't wait any longer.

The cultivation world was divided into seven levels: Qi Refinement, Foundation Establishment, Aurous Core, Nascent Soul, Soul Formation, Void Transformation, and Large Success.

Refining the Qi into the body is also called refining the Qi into the body, which is to train the Qi inside the body through breathing, circulation, and so on. This is to absorb the spiritual energy from the world into the body, forming a cycle, and then use it to refine the body for the purpose of refining the body.

"Grandpa doesn't know either. The prayer mat is used for resting and sitting cross-legged. Perhaps it has something to do with our cultivation. Try sitting on the prayer mat and cultivating, see if there are any movements." Old man Fang shook his head.

"Yes, I'll try." Fang Yi nodded his head and placed the praying mat on the bed. He then sat on the praying mat with his eyes closed and started to absorb the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth.

The old man's gaze also slightly narrowed as he stared fixedly at the praying mat beneath Fang Yi.

Just as Fang Yi was breathing, a faint white light suddenly appeared on the praying mat he was sitting on. Shortly after, the surrounding spiritual energy was pulled into the praying mat by a powerful suction force and sent into Fang Yi's body through the praying mat.

"Good baby!"

After cultivating just one cycle, Fang Yi was pleasantly surprised to discover that the Spiritual Aura he had absorbed this time around was comparable to the Spiritual Aura he had absorbed during his half day of cultivation.

"How is it?" the old man asked urgently when he saw Fang Yi open his eyes.

"This little session of cultivation is equivalent to half a day of my usual cultivation. Besides, I've discovered that I can control this praying mat, but I don't have enough mana to fully display the power of this praying mat. What a treasure!" Fang Yi said in surprise.

"It seems like my guess is right. This praying mat should be a treasure of magical equipment level. Because I have already recognized you as my master, no one else is able to use it." "However, you must remember to be careful when you use this praying mat. Otherwise, you will get yourself killed." Old man Fang's previous urgency was replaced with a serious expression.

"I know, and, besides, I still have you, grandpa." Fang Yi put the praying mat in his storage pouch and smiled.

"If someone really discovers that your prayer mat is a magical treasure, I'm afraid even grandpa won't be able to protect you." Old man Fang shook his head.

Cultivator treasures were divided into four ranks: Magic Tools, Magic Treasures, Magic Treasures, and Spirit Treasures. They were also divided into four ranks: Low, Middle, High, and Exquisite. A treasure of this level was already very high quality. It was very rare even in large sects.

"Grandpa, you …."

"Shh!" Just as Fang Yi was about to speak, old man Fang suddenly covered his mouth.

Geezer Fang sensed the dozen or so silhouettes flying over, and thought to himself, "Those people actually arrived so quickly. I'm slightly surprised, but this isn't the time to be thinking about such things."

"Someone's coming. Stay in the house and don't move. Grandpa will lure them away." "Also, take this talisman. It might be able to help you escape in the nick of time." The old man handed a talisman to Fang Yi and flew out of the window of the room. His speed was so quick that no one could have imagined that he'd used such a terrible skill.

"Who the hell is it?" Fang Yi put the talisman on his waist and cursed in a low voice as he hid in the cabinet in the room. Judging from his familiarity, he seemed to do this often.

Ever since Fang Yi had become sensible, he'd discovered that they were often hunted down. It was precisely because of this that old man Fang had brought him to live in seclusion in the forest.

However, no matter where they fled to, the enemy couldn't escape from them. It seemed as though no matter where they hid, the enemy would still have a way to find them.

Not too long after, Fang Yi heard some angry curses and booms. It was obvious that old man Fang had already fought with the newcomers.

"Bang!"

The door to the house was kicked open with a loud bang, and a middle-aged man wearing a yellow robe strode into the room.

Other than a bed, a cabinet, a table and two stools, there was no other furniture in the room.

After the middle-aged man glanced around, he frowned slightly.

"Damned bastard, why aren't you leaving?" Fang Yi kept cursing inwardly as he looked through the cracks in the cabinet at the middle-aged man standing at the door.

Even so, Fang Yi did not dare to move recklessly. Instead, he did his best to restrain his aura, preventing it from being revealed.

The middle-aged man stood at the door for a while. He felt that there was no one in the room, and was too lazy to enter to search further. He turned around and was about to leave.

"Whew ~ ~" Fang Yi exhaled lightly, thinking to himself, this damned fellow is finally going to leave.

At that moment, the middle-aged man suddenly turned around and raised his right hand slightly. A small fireball the size of a fist shot out from his hand toward the cabinet Fang Yi was in.

Even though the fireball was only the size of a fist, its power was not ordinary. Fang Yi was currently at the 1st level of the Refinement Realm, so he was also able to use the primary spell, Fireball Technique. However, he could only condense a small fireball that was like a candle flame, and its power was far from comparable to the fireball in front of him.

"Dammit, I was too careless!" Fang Yi cursed lowly, his young and tender hands hastily pushing aside the cabinet as he rolled out of it like a donkey.

"Boom!"

The small fireball landed heavily on the cabinet. The cabinet suddenly exploded, turning into countless pieces of black sawdust flying in the air.