"Mr. Fang, if you want, I can be a servant for you." Ye Shengxue said seriously.
Fang Yu was stunned, and then said helplessly: "Why are you so persistent? It's really nothing good to follow me."
Ye Shengxue bit her red lips.
"Your tribe is gone, but your family's previous industries are still there... You should run your family and let the Ye family get back on track..." Fang Yu said, and immediately shut up when he saw Ye Shengxue's eyes flushed slightly.
Losing so many relatives in a short period of time is an unrelieved pain for anyone, especially Ye Shengxue is still a young girl.
Fang Yu mentioned the Ye family, it was indeed not very good.
"If you are ready, I can teach you that technique now." Fang Yu changed the subject and said.
Ye Shengxue rubbed her eyes, took a deep breath, and nodded heavily: "Mr. Fang, I'm ready."
"Okay. Then start, you hear it clearly."
Fang Yu taught Ye Shengxue a martial art that he had been remembered in his mind for a long time in his oral form.
Dao Ling Jue.
This is the core technique of the first-class sect and Dadao Sect more than 3,000 years ago!
Only the core disciples of the Dadao Sect are qualified to practice this technique and will never be passed down!
By chance, Fang Yu was extremely lucky to get a copy of this technique.
After obtaining the Taoist Spirit Art, Fang Yu tried to practice for a while, but due to the limitations of the Qi Refining Period, he could not play the role of the Taoist Spirit Art.
The power of this technique lies in the transformation of the entire body of the practitioner.
During the process of practicing the Taoist Spirit Art, not only can the physical body be tempered to a certain extent, but also can cultivate a Taoist heart, thereby mastering a stronger true energy than other cultivators.
The Taoist Spirit Art itself is a practice technique, so the absorption and transformation of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth during the practice is quite rapid.
Compared with ordinary practice techniques, the Dao Ling Jue is more than three levels ahead.
However, this technique is not something that everyone can practice, it has certain thresholds.
If you want to practice the Taoist Spirit Art, your state of mind must be clear enough and you must not have any distracting thoughts.
The reason why Fang Yu chose to teach this technique to Ye Shengxue was because he had seen Ye Shengxue look when he was exercising the Ice Heart Technique.
In that state, Ye Shengxue will not be a problem in practicing the Taoist Spirit Art.
After explaining the techniques of the exercises and exercise techniques, Fang Yu returned to the room to get white paper and pen, wrote down all the techniques of the Dao Ling Art. He also drew four simple exercise pictures.
It is much easier to learn according to the exercise chart and magic formulas.
Ye Shengxue has a good talent and quickly understood the magic tricks.
But when she officially started practicing, something went wrong.
She cannot keep her mind free from distractions.
This is a very critical point.
If you cannot do this, you will not be able to practice the Taoist Spirit Art, let alone cultivate the mind of enlightenment.
After several consecutive failures, Ye Shengxue scratched her head a little annoyed.
"Mr. Fang, I can't do it... As soon as I close my eyes, I think of my family... I feel hatred in my heart. When I practice, I always think about revenge..." Ye Shengxue said with a slightly red look on his eyes.
"When is the calmest time you usually?" Fang Yu asked.
Hearing this question, Ye Shengxue was stunned for a moment, and then said, "When I run the Bingxin Art... I will be very calm."
"Then you just use the Bing Xin Art." Fang Yu said.
"But if I use the Bing Xin Art, how can I still practice..." Ye Shengxue said in a daze.
"Don't worry about anything else for now, just use the Bingxin Art." Fang Yu said.
Ye Shengxue nodded, then closed her eyes and recited the magic formula silently in her mouth.
Soon, a light blue light appeared on her body.
"It is now that you can practice the Taoist spiritual skills according to the magic tricks." Fang Yu said.
Ye Shengxue opened her eyes, her pupils glowed with blue light. She stared at the magic tricks on the piece of paper placed in front of her.
After exercising the Bing Xin Jue, her mood became much calmer, and she no longer had the impetuousness she had before, and her concentration was extremely high.
About half a minute later, around Ye Shengxue's body, who was meditating, there were bunches of tiny white lights, slowly rotating.
Ye Shengxue was motionless, looking straight ahead, and she had obviously entered a state of no distractions.
"It's good talent, and it took only less than three hours to teach."
Fang Yu nodded with satisfaction and took another look at the time.
It was already three o'clock in the afternoon.
Fang Yu was a little sleepy, so he went back to the room and lie on the bed and fell asleep.
...
Somewhere in Huaibei, in a dark room.
A woman stood in the shadows, and the eighth old knelt in front of her.
"Mr. Sha, that man is very strong! It is far stronger than we imagined! He killed Eleven and only used one blow!" Lao Ba knelt on the ground and said excitedly.
"You don't have to elaborate on how strong he is, because I saw it all when he fought with you." The woman said coldly.
Lao Ba raised his head and asked, "Then we..."
"Bang!"
Before he could finish his words, the woman stepped onto the ground with a muffled sound.
"Did I ask you to look up?" The woman's voice was like the cold wind blowing from a glacier, making people tremble.
The head was trampled, and the old Bada gasped and said, "Sha, Lord Sha, we have tried our best. He. He is really too strong... and he also knows a lot of information about our Demon Sect... He is not an ordinary person..."
"If you say so much, you can't change the fact that you failed your mission and were left with marks in your soul." The woman said.
Lao Ba was shocked and said in a trembling voice: "I, in my soul..."
"During the time you were unconscious, he checked your soul and left a mark inside, trying to use this to investigate the situation of our demon sect." The woman said.
"Sir Sa...please help me lift this mark..." Lao Ba begged.
"The mark has been deeply engraved into your soul. It cannot be lifted." The woman lowered her head and looked at Lao Ba at her feet. Her tone suddenly became relaxed, and she said, "So, in order to prevent the information from our demon sect from leaking, I can only... kill you."
Lao Ba realized that the breath of death was approaching, and his survival instinct made him roar and struggled to get up.
"Bang!"
The next second, the woman exerted force under her feet, and Lao Ba's head burst instantly like a watermelon that was run over by a wheel.
Red and white liquid splashed everywhere, and a fishy smell filled the room.
But not only did the woman's face not show any disgusting expression, but she enjoyed it very much.
"Fang Yu...is another bed bug standing on the side of justice? It's really boring."
The woman slapped her feet and kicked Lao Ba's body, which had lost her head, away.
...
Fang Yu was awakened by the vibrating mobile phone.
The phone call was called by Qin Lang. Fang Yu quickly answered.
"Mr. Fang, you asked me to pay attention to Dr. Gary's conduct this morning, so I have been sending people to follow him... Do you want to listen?" Qin Lang asked.
"Tell me." Fang Yu replied.
"Dr. Gary stayed at Nandu University during the day, visited several colleges and attended two meetings. At five o'clock in the afternoon, several staff members accompanied him out for dinner. Now that the dinner is over, Dr. Gary returns to the hotel alone." Qin Lang said.
"hotel……"
Fang Yu frowned slightly and thought in his heart.
He knew very well that Gary's primary goal this time came to China was not him.
As for what Gary wanted to do, Fang Yu had no idea.
There is also the mysterious red-haired girl, which also makes Fang Yu very concerned.
"What hotel is he in?" Fang Yu asked.
"He lives in Haoyue Hotel next to Nandu University. I have to let my men check the specific room number and I will tell you later." Qin Lang said.
"Okay, please send me a text message later." Fang Yu said.
After hanging up the phone, Fang Yu went into the bathroom and washed up briefly, and walked out of the room.
It was already 6:40 pm and it was already dark.
But there was no light on the hall.
Ye Shengxue was still sitting in her original position to practice without moving at all.
All the nearby spiritual energy gathered on Ye Shengxue.
"good."
Fang Yu glanced at Ye Shengxue with praise, and then left the apartment.
On the way to Haoyue, Fang Yu received a letter from Qin Lang.
Room 4718, 4718, Floor.
Ten minutes later, Fang Yu came downstairs of Haoyue Hotel.
After thinking about it, Fang Yu did not enter through the hotel gate, but came to the rear of the hotel and raised his head to count the floors.