Cultivation of Immortals Begins with Drilling Wood To Make Fire

Chapter 542: 【The Breaker】

  Chapter 542 [The one who broke the game]

  Although Fang Chang sat in a remote position, his hearing was amazing. Even though the surrounding noise was extremely noisy, he could still hear the conversations around the chief seat clearly. In other words, even if he is not in this tall building in the city, but outside the city wall, as long as he gathers his energy, he can still hear what the people inside are saying.

  The man in white, sitting upright at the top, is quite graceful, full of the appearance of a tall man. Unlike the two children next to him, he faced a table full of delicacies and didn't eat much. He just tasted each dish with a chopstick. The wine glasses in front of them are rarely touched, and only when the staff members on both sides come up to toast and talk, they raise them up to drink a few glasses as a courtesy.

  Looks like someone who pays attention to details...

  On the main seat, there was a member who was dressed in a more unique way. Although the accessories on his body seemed to be high-end items, he was dressed in linen, and the dyeing of the fabric was not very delicate, although it seemed a bit deliberate.

  The linen man raised his cup, toasted the old man in white, and said:

   "Fang Daxian, can you take a look at what is wrong with my current practice? Do I need to make changes?"

  The old man in white heard this, raised his eyelids and looked at the sackcloth man, then stroked his beard with his hand, raised his head slightly and said:

"Don't worry, I've read all of you, and there's nothing wrong with it. As I said before, as long as you are sincere, you can cultivate immortality. No matter what your origin or age, as long as you have an obsession in your heart, you can practice forever. It's not a problem. The stronger this obsession, the faster you can practice."

"Besides Kang, you even changed your clothes into sackcloth to show your ambition. This perseverance and perseverance are far beyond ordinary people. I think the day when you can overcome the barrier of life and death, and your lifespan will be equal to heaven is not far away. In my opinion, it is only three or five at most. Just remember, besides practicing diligently, don’t forget the obsessions in your heart, and don’t care what others say, they are all demons.”

  Oh, that's outrageous, Fang Chang thought.

  I have never heard that this method can also be practiced, but since it is emphasized at the end that "don't care what others say", then naturally the logic is self-consistent and there will be no loopholes.

  Fang Chang has long confirmed that this white-bearded old man is not a practitioner, and now he confirms even more that the so-called "practice method" he taught is not a serious thing. Not to mention that this argument is full of loopholes, assuming that this method is really used to repair the way out, it can also be classified as a demon.

  However, he also knew that the man in white was quite adept at deception.

  The words of the white-clothed man not only made the sackclothed man who asked the question listen comfortably, but all the people around who "practiced" with him smiled and nodded in agreement.

"Can Daxian Fang tell me today, how did you subdue the seven man-eating tiger demons in Huiwu Mountain? Last time I heard from Daxian that you rescued dozens of people from the lair of the tiger demons and found the Wannian Zhu Guo, let the cultivation power improve greatly, we are looking forward to it."

  Hearing the specific incident mentioned by the outsiders, the old man in white on the main seat immediately raised his spirits.

  He pondered for a while, then began to talk in a regretful tone:

"Well, knowing this is not beneficial to you. I'm afraid it will distract your attention and delay your practice, just like I never teach you spells. Distraction is a big taboo. But since you ask, I don't Wouldn’t it hinder the cultivation even more if you said it? It really makes me feel in a dilemma... Sigh, forget it, let me tell you.”

   He sighed a few words, took his posture fully, and waited for the outsiders to panic, before he opened his mouth and said:

"Speaking of which, that happened five hundred years ago. At that time, I had just attained immortality, and it was the time when I felt that the world was so big that I could gallop around. When I came to Huiwu Mountain, it was a hundred miles away. Besides, I saw the evil spirit in the mountain soaring to the sky, so I took two magic weapons and rushed into the mountain."

"Those seven tiger monsters are very skilled. Although they are far inferior to me, they don't know where they got a set of seven-star mixed element array. They formed an array against me, and they were able to last for half an hour. In the end, they were hit by me. 'The wind and rain all over the sky' broke the formation, and then used the sky net to enclose them all at once."

"Since the demons are excluded, it is natural to see what they are doing here. After all, demons never do good things. Sure enough, I saw many people chained in a barn, and immediately rescued them and let them go home. .According to them, the monsters kidnapped them for food."

"But Huiwu Mountain is very barren. Why did it attract these tiger demons? After all, there is no room for two tigers in one mountain, let alone seven tigers. It wasn't until I walked into a nearby valley that I realized that there were unripe fruits here that attracted several tigers. Only when the monster came to take care of him in advance, did he eliminate his original withdrawn nature."

   "There is a tree in that valley, three feet three feet high, each leaf is five inches long and three inches wide, and it is glowing with gold. Only the highest part of the whole tree bears a fruit. The whole tree is red and fragrant."

"This fruit is what these monsters were waiting for. As a result, when I came, it happened to be ripe and was about to fall from the tree. From this, it can be seen that the vermilion fruit of ten thousand years was waiting for me. When I saw the fruit was about to fall to the ground, I Immediately stepped forward to catch it, and after eating the fruit, I felt that my internal energy had greatly improved at that time, after all the calculations, it was about ten Jiazi’s internal energy..."

   Well edited.

  Fang Chang listened with gusto. This story is very good, and it can be placed at the top of the novels he read in Xianqiya. In particular, the old man in white was well versed in how to mobilize emotions, and he fascinated all the outsiders and celebrities in the city.

  The atmosphere in the arena was very lively. Except for Fang Chang, everyone stopped their chopsticks and forgot to eat and drink. Only Fang Chang was still slowly tearing and eating the roast suckling pig, but no one noticed him. In this banquet, apart from the wine served, what Fang Chang was most satisfied with was the roast suckling pig, which was brownish red in color, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. The wine during the banquet is meat wine, which needs to be brewed with meat. It tastes good, but the cost is very high, and it is hard to find it in ordinary times.

   Regarding the deceitful matter of the white-clothed immortal Fang, Chang Fang was not prepared to solve it, because he sensed that the variable that broke the scene of cutting leeks had already entered the city.

   Sure enough, half an hour later, there were noisy footsteps coming from the stairs.

  The sound of footsteps attracted everyone's attention, because ordinary people can also hear that the footsteps are coming towards the top floor.

  In the eyes of everyone at the banquet, many people poured out from the stairs, all embroidered with gauze hats, with waist cards and swords on their waists. Immediately afterwards, the shopkeeper and a few young men who were all smiling came up behind the group of people, nodding and bowing their heads.

  The leader looked around and asked politely in a sharp voice:

   "Is there a Fang Xianchang from Yunzhongshan here?"

  (end of this chapter)