"Why don't you speak? Is the strongest sect the one you are in?"

Facing Zheng Qiu's questioning, Hu Liu quickly waved his hand: "No, no, senior, you misunderstood. How could I get into the Aifan Sect at this level?"

"What does Fufan Sect mean? Tell me carefully."

So Hu Liu introduced the situation of Fanzong one by one.

The resources required by cultivators in Fengshou Town are limited, but there are many sects and cultivators.

Therefore, for every practitioner, this place can be called a barren and barren land.

But there is one sect with the exception, that is, the Fufan Sect.

The Fanfan Sect has found a way to bypass most of the resources required for cultivation and instead use something that normal practitioners do not use, that is food.

As normal practitioners improve their cultivation, their energy in their bodies will gradually increase and their eating times will decrease.

After reaching the Qi Condensation Realm, normal practitioners no longer touch fireworks and eat only clean foods such as special fruit cakes to satisfy their hunger, so as to avoid contamination of the qi in their body by impurities.

After reaching the peak of Qihua Realm and breaking through Qiyao Realm, normal practitioners have completely stopped eating.

The same is true for Zheng Qiu himself. He doesn’t need to eat rice and flour to fill his stomach. The energy of physical activity is completely supported by the energy of Qi.

Drinking tea and eating fruits is just to help you get craving and to get your mouth and stomach active.

However, the Fufan Sect is different!

There is a special technique in the Yifan Sect called "The Great Food True Sutra". As the name suggests, the key to practicing this technique is to eat.

The "Mahasattva Sutra" is very strange. It can refine the food eaten into the belly and extract the power from the food into qi.

It’s like adding firewood to a lit stove, the more you add, the more you burn, the more you burn.

Therefore, the content of the daily practice of disciples of Fan Sect is not only eaten, but also eaten, and they are all kinds of rice, noodles, fish and meat, frying, cooking and cooking.

Zheng Qiu's eyes widened when he heard this. The Yunxiu Continent was vast and the martial arts he practiced were all kinds of strange. Unexpectedly, there were people who used food as their way of practicing.

The sect that loves the mortal sect and loves the taste of the mortal world is indeed as strange as its name.

Suddenly, he thought of something and asked: "There is no shortage of food in Fengcheng Town, and the cultivation resources used by practitioners.

As you said just now, this Fufan Sect can be like a fish in the water in Fenghu Town.

How powerful is the Afan Sect? How much Qi Condensation Realm is there?"

Hu Liu scratched his head and thought for a moment, then held his chubby cheek and replied: "I heard that the Yifan Sect has four or five Qi Condensation Realms.

There is a rumor that there is still a Qi Hua Realm hidden in their sect, and I don’t know the specific situation.”

Zheng Qiu didn't take it seriously at all, and he patted the table and said, "This Fufan Sect is really interesting, I must meet them."

Hu Liu, do you know where the Afan Sect is? Take me to their mountain gate?"

Fat Tiger Liu shook his head: "I don't know, but I know where the preaching hall of the Afans Sect is.

Senior, do you really have to come to the door to smash the situation? There are several powerful sects in the Qi Condensation Realm!"

"Just a few Qi Condensation Realms, take me to their lecture hall!"

As he said that, Zheng Qiu stood up from his seat, pulled Hu Liu's clothes and pulled him to the door of the teahouse, and pushed him on the back and urged him.

Seeing that the young man was so confident, Hu Liu couldn't help but think of the strange horse he saw just now. Such a huge horse ran into the Afan Sect. I guess the Afan Sect couldn't bear it.

Then the strength of this young strong man is probably higher than he could imagine. It seems that today is really about to stage a Raptor crossing the river.

The Propaganda Hall of Fanzong is on a street west of Fengshou Town, and it passes through a lake shore in the middle.

Under the leadership of Hu Liu, Zheng Qiu walked over while walking.

There are many wooden racks on the shore of the lake, and fish of all sizes are hung on them, exposing them to the sun.

A strong fishy smell floats in the air, and the aroma of charcoal mixed with cooked meat is also mixed.

It was the fishermen by the lake who were roasting fresh fish, which attracted many greedy children to watch.

Zheng Qiu found that while Hu Liu was leading the way, his fat head looked in the direction where the fragrance came from time to time, and probably he was also attracted by the greed in his stomach.

"Pang Liu, do you still eat this kind of charcoal-grilled food? This will accumulate impurities in your body and will not be beneficial to your cultivation."

Hu Liu disregarded Zheng Qiu's persuasion, spread his hands and shrugged and replied, "Senior, I am just in the realm of Qi and fetus, and this is how talented I practice.

Instead of not eating one or touching the other, it is better to be free and enjoy the food."

Since Hu Liu did not intend to continue to improve his cultivation, Zheng Qiu did not have the time to continue to persuade him.

He waved his hand and said, "Since that's the case, don't drool here, go and ask the fishermen to buy one, and allow you to eat on the way."

"Thank you for your understanding."

Hu Liu wiped the corner of his mouth, ran over quickly, and used silver shovel to buy a large grilled fish more than a foot long, and chewed it happily on the wooden stick.

Walking through the lake shore, there is a lively street in front of you.

The shouts of buying and selling things, the sounds of chatting, the sounds of men and women flirting, intertwined in the air.

Seeing Zheng Qiu stop and watch, the tiger willow spit out a fish bone and introduced: "Senior, this is the West Fifteenth Street of our Fengshou Town, which can be called the most lively street on the west side of the town.

The Propaganda Hall of the Fansect you are looking for is on this street.

However, senior, do you really want to establish your authority with the Fan Sect? After all, they are very strong..."

Zheng Qiu interrupted Hu Liu and pushed his shoulder: "Just lead the way, I'll go to the lecture hall to have a look."

After walking in the crowd for a while, the two of them soon arrived at the door of the Yifanzong's propaganda hall. The appearance of this propaganda hall was similar to the one Zheng Qiu had seen before.

It is also a shop-style house with dozens of benches radiating at the door, and some people are boasting about publicity in the store.

Of course, there are differences between the propaganda halls of Fanzong.

From inside the gate to outside the gate, two rows of stoves are discharged, with iron pots and clay pots of all sizes mounted on the stove.

The heat came out from the gap in the lid, and Zheng Qiu smelled the strong food fragrance from afar. It was obvious that all kinds of delicious dishes were being cooked in these pots and jars.

Almost all the benches at the door were full.

Men, women, young and old, ordinary people, practitioners, neat and luxurious clothes, shabby clothes, and all kinds of people. It seems that the popularity of Fansect is very high.

Seeing Zheng Qiu's eyes sweeping around the bench area, Hu Liu hurried forward and drove away the children on a bench.

"Go and go, there are senior experts who want to sit down, you can get out of here!"

While rushing, he took out two pieces of broken silver and threw them into the child's arms, asking the child to give way.

When I had money, the movements of several children instantly became faster, and they jumped off the bench like a rabbit and ran away.
Chapter completed!