Chapter 157 Fang Xiu's improved Qi tactics, the effect of immortal cultivation has been tested!
"I heard that that gang of mercenaries came, a hundred and ten of them, but in the end only less than thirty of them returned intact!"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, that's terrible. According to Wei Kun, the mercenary bosses have been minced into mincemeat. The carp in the No. 8 Hot Water Lake, now everyone's eyes are glowing green!"
"The top-five hospital in 80 Ursa Major took over the task of reshaping the mercenary's body, and specially sent three interstellar mobile medical arks here. It seems that they want to make a fortune from the program team!"
"Yesterday I bid farewell to Lao Zhen for filming. Good guy, only half of his head is left. If Fang Xiu's sword is a little more biased, the show team only needs to pay death compensation. Lao Zhen has been telling me not to get close to Fang Xiu.
Repair within ten miles!"
"He has no words to speak. How can he talk to you?"
"Tch, do you know Morse code?"
"Can you please bring some emotion into your long-winded words? People are really afraid of you!"
"How many years have passed since reunification? Can you change your Gada accent? If you come out to hang out, can you understand Mandarin!"
"Let's get down to business, what should we do when Fang Xiu comes?"
In Kuhan Temple, the courtyard walls are dilapidated, air leaks from everywhere, and weeds grow wantonly in the cracks of the broken floor tiles, just like the inner world of an actor squatting in the courtyard.
be terribly upset.
"Why!"
When Fang Xiu was mentioned, all the actors sighed in unison.
The dust on the ground is missing a layer.
When did acting become a high-risk profession?
"Cheer up, everyone. As long as you act according to the script and don't commit occupational diseases, safety should be fine, right?" Zhao Zhijing rubbed his hands.
"As long as we don't take action and just talk and convince people with reason, Fang Xiu is unlikely to get angry. After all, we just verbally wronged him for a few days!"
Qingsong Zhenren's voice makes me feel very unsure upon hearing it.
"Awe, show off our acting skills, Fang Xiu doesn't know that we are really weak!" Abbot Hanku smiled coldly.
"My little fresh meat traffic debut!"
"Shut up, when you took the money, why didn't you say you had no acting skills!"
"Everyone, take your place, Fang Xiu is already coming this way!"
Seeing that the time was almost up, all the actors in the yard picked up their props and prepared to rush to their reserved positions.
In the cloud sky not far away, a miniature high-speed cloud-penetrating ship flew over quickly and made an emergency landing at Kuhan Temple.
"Come on, come on, there are new props!"
Geng Fafa jumped off the cloud ship in a hurry, holding a bunch of newly equipped energy undulators in his hands.
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"Donor, the monks of Kuhan Temple are out here and don't need money or food. If there is any leftover rice, one steamed bun is enough!"
"The ascetic monk is outside and has no utensils with him. If the donor wants to pray for blessings, he can go to Kuhan Temple. The Buddha will sit down and consecrate the blessing utensils. You can take them by yourself without paying a penny!"
Fang Xiu and Bai Ling'er walked along, getting closer to Kuhan Temple. From time to time, they could see monks wearing shabby robes walking barefoot on the ground below.
Although the robes of these monks have long been washed so that the original color cannot be seen and are covered with patches, and their exposed skin has been roughened and dried yellow by the wind and sand of the wilderness, their eyes are clear, clear, simple and persistent.
"They are all ascetics from Kuhan Temple. They firmly believe that by suffering in their own bodies, they can share the suffering of all sentient beings in the world, save all suffering sentient beings in the world, and be reborn in bliss."
Bai Ling'er said: "So although they are a branch of the Vajra Demon Subduing Sect, their ideas and behavior are very different from the main sect!"
"In this world of cultivating immortals, there can be such a pure spiritual monk!"
When Fang Xiu heard this, he couldn't help but feel a little moved.
Compared with the changed monasteries and presiding abbots in previous lives, perhaps this is what monks should be like.
When Fang Xiu arrived at the gate of Kuhan Temple, his heart was even more touched.
In the desolate wilderness, an ancient temple with ruined walls looks like an old man lying in the wilderness at dusk.
Above the two trembling doors, the plaques are mottled and the gold paint is peeling off, and only the words "Bitter Cold Temple" can be barely distinguished.
If it weren't for the fact that two monks in their late 50s were cleaning the dead grass and fallen leaves on the ground outside the temple gate, Fang Xiu would have almost thought that this was just an abandoned temple.
"The donor has come all the way and please come to the temple to drink a bowl of hot tea!"
When the two monks saw someone arriving, they hung Buddha beads on their hands, folded their hands and saluted, their voices were calm, and their eyes were restrained.
However, the "spiritual power" fluctuations that the body inadvertently exudes are deep and heavy, as if it were heavy.
"Two masters, we are disciples of the Xuantian Hao Sect. I wonder if Master Rouyu of our sect has ever been here."
Fang Xiu put away the Black Hidden Sword and returned the gift with his hand, feeling secretly surprised in his heart.
After he advanced to foundation building, this was the first time he felt the spiritual power fluctuations of a practitioner from such a distance.
Did your inspiration increase after you advanced to foundation building?
Or is it that the spiritual realm of these two monks is too profound?
At the very least, Fang Xiu didn't seem to notice similar spiritual power fluctuations among the clan leaders of the sixteen tribes in the wilderness.
"The benefactor of Rouyu is indeed in this temple. Also staying with her are Master Qingsong of your sect and his true disciple Xie Asan!" a monk replied.
"Master Qingsong is here too!"
Fang Xiu frowned slightly.
I once saw with my own eyes that Master Qingsong concealed Yao Chen's "The Ten Thousand Layers of Vajra is Indestructible", the ice machine, the jade bone flute.
Every time they met after that, Master Qingsong would glance at him coldly from time to time, his eyes flashing, and he had the intention of killing him and silencing him.
Twenty days ago, Fang Xiu might have been anxious, but now it was completely different.
Although he was only building the foundation, Master Qingsong stepped into the golden elixir and became famous for a long time.
However, the cultivation systems of the two sides are completely different, and the levels of spiritual power are even more different. They are several steps ahead of the rest of the world.
Fang Xiu and Taoist Qingsong are like a steel bar against a thousand pounds of cotton.
The absolute advantages derived from his cultivation system and spiritual power gave Fang Xiu a crushing advantage over the world.
Unless he is willing to break this balance, sacrifice his longevity, preach to the world, and let the world's practice system and spiritual power be completely renewed.
But will he do this?
No doubt, of course not!
He's not stupid.
Isn’t it fun to quietly be a bug by yourself?
Is it that the world is not big enough, or that there are not enough fairies, or that collecting cloud-spirited beasts is not exciting enough?
"Master, please lead the way!"
Fang Xiu walked into Kuhan Temple. He thought that the outside of the temple was dilapidated enough, but he didn't expect that the inside of the temple was even worse.
The ground is in tatters and overgrown with weeds. Although the house is solid, it lacks tiles and windows, making it drafty on all sides.
The word "bitter and cold" really deserves its name.
"Donor Soft Rain and Donor Qingsong are both in the backyard. Little benefactor, please come with me!"
The old monk Shi Shiran stepped over the wall that had only symbolic meaning and walked into the backyard of the temple.
From a distance, Fang Xiu saw an acquaintance, Senior Brother Xie Asan, with six swords of different lengths stuck behind his back.
"Senior Brother Fang, long time no see!"
Xie Sanfeng stood under the eaves, holding his hands far away, his face seemed a little stiff, and he hesitated to speak.
"Yin Zhijian, Zhao Zhijing, and Pei Yuqing are inside!"
Xie Sanfeng hesitated and looked at Fang Xiu with a look of trust and uncertainty.
"Three of them?"
Fang Xiu frowned slightly. It was because of these three people that he was exposed to brothers Lie Feng Wu and Lie Feng Shan a few days ago, and was forced to get involved in the super-bloody entanglement of the Lie Feng clan.
If he hadn't been lucky, he would have been killed by Lie Fengtian at this moment!
But instead of reflecting on it, the three of them thought that he had taken refuge in the Xibo Mansion!
Such a weird brain circuit.
If it's not stupid, it must be bad.
"Thank you, senior brother, you and I will chat later!"
Fang Xiu chuckled and shook his head, then walked into the house, and the strong smell of herbs hit his face.
In the small space where the medicinal gas was steaming, six pairs of eyes looked at him.
The pale-faced Qingsong Zhenren was leaning against the bed, with a large bloody palm print on his chest that was particularly clear.
Seeing Fang Xiu and Bai Ling'er walking in, he put down the steaming decoction on his lips, his eyes were sinister, and he smiled coldly: "Fang Xiu, I haven't seen you for a few days, but you have actually entered the foundation building realm. It seems that Xibo
The government has given you a lot of benefits!"
"Please elders, please make the decision for us!"
In addition to Qingsong Zhenren, there were five other people in the room.
Yin Zhijian, Zhao Zhijing, and Fei Yuqing fell to the ground immediately, speaking sincerely and with righteous indignation: "If it weren't for our good luck, the people of Liehuang Mansion would have sacrificed it to the demon head of Liehuangtian.
I know what benefits the Xibo Mansion promised to Junior Brother Fang, so that he can be so cruel that he doesn’t even care about the lives of his fellow disciples!”
"I can understand that the three of you have resentment and hatred in your hearts, but Fang Xiu may not have really betrayed the sect. You have to provide evidence for everything!"
Master Rouyu and a naive old monk were sitting on wooden chairs nearby. When they saw Yin Zhijian and the other three kneeling down and crying, they couldn't help but softly comfort them.
"Amitabha, it is good, it is good, there is fairness in heaven and earth, and there is justice in the world. Take your time and don't be too anxious!"
The old monk sang a song, and gently tapped the nine-ring Zen staff on the ground. Strong energy fluctuations spread out in all directions, and the whole ground of Kuhan Temple could not help but tremble slightly.
"Have you been waiting for me?"
Fang Xiu glanced at everyone in the room and smiled coldly.
Good guy, you set up a trap for me on purpose, right?
There are many bitter masters, fair-faced ones, red-faced ones and followers!
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"So, the Qi Jue given by Fang Xiu?"
In the fully enclosed training cabin of Xuanyuan Ax's main ship, two hundred burly and tough reserve space warriors sat cross-legged with their eyes closed.
In front of everyone, there are several pamphlets.
As they exhaled and inhaled, many people's bodies were surrounded by faint spots of light, which were sucked into their bodies along their mouths and noses and circulated throughout their bodies.
But more people showed no reaction at all.
Xu Bo looked through the glass and looked at the strange phenomenon that was not caused by special effects at all. He was surprised: "I didn't expect that Fang Xiu actually mastered the trick of absorbing the tenth substance!"
"He has mastered loneliness!"
Qin Xiangyun left the animal skin pamphlet in his hand on the ground and said angrily: "This Qi Jue is just a random fabrication, it makes no sense!"
"It's useless?" Xu Bo was even more surprised.
"Of course it's useless!"
Qin Xiangyun said angrily: "I selected a hundred of the most outstanding interstellar warriors and asked them to practice according to Fang Xiu's Qi techniques. The result was either blood Qi reflux or whole body twitching. If I hadn't stopped in time, the consequences would be unimaginable!"
"No way. With Fang Xiu's character, there is no reason for him to harm Ulan!"
Xu Bo was very puzzled.
Although Fang Xiu is cruel and sinister, his character is still good.
"It's your show team's fault!"
Qin Xiangyun said helplessly: "Do you know what the Qi Jue he gave Wulan was? It was the "Xuantian Orthodox Nine-Year Compulsory Training - Qi Nourishing Jue" that Xuantian Haozong distributed when the show first aired!"
"Impossible, we have checked that the Qi Jue written by Fang Xiu is different from the Qi Nourishing Jue compiled by our props team!"
Xu Bo quickly shook his head.
The program team will not take this blame!
"Fang Xiu's Qi Jue is naturally not the original Qi Jue compiled by your props, but an improvement based on the original Qi Jue!" Qin Xiangyun said.
"ah?"
When Xu Bo heard this, he was stunned on the spot.
He paused for a while, then stumbled and said: "So, Fang Xiu didn't know how to practice, but Wu Lan asked him for advice, and he was too embarrassed to explain, so he made up a random one based on the original Qi Jue.
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"Judging from the current situation, this is probably the reason!"
Qin Xiangyun smiled bitterly and said: "But he is not just making it up. I have consulted domestic qigong experts and found that the qigong changed by Fang Xiu was actually improved in strict accordance with the ideas of the original qigong made up by your prop team. If you originally
If the Qi Jue is really effective, then Fang Xiu’s improved version should actually be regarded as a magical technique!”
"It's a pity that your original ideas were all wrong. The Qi Jue he adapted has a greater poisonous effect!"
When Qin Xiangyun said this, he couldn't help but feel a little "sick"!
He was as strong as a space warrior, but he was also sent to the medical room for treatment by Fang's modification of the Qi Inlet Technique.
Really speechless!
"Since Fang Xiu's Qi Jue is fake, what about these preparatory space warriors?" Xu Bo pointed to the training cabin.
"Some of them practice ancient qi-preserving techniques, while others practice Fang Xiu's breathing techniques!" Qin Xiangyun said.
"Fang Xiu's breathing technique?"
Xu Bo looked strange.
After the show started airing, many people did imitate Fang Xiu's breathing rhythm on the Internet.
It has even formed a Fang Xiu boy group, and they exchange training experiences on Fang Xiu breathing techniques with each other online.
Many people even took the initiative to stand up and publicize the wonders of Fang Xiu's breathing method.
The program team has conducted a survey and found that the number of members of this group has exceeded 10 million.
But Chen Yimou, Xu Bo, and the staff of the program team all believed that this was someone deliberately trying to increase the popularity and attract traffic.
No one believes that Fang Xiu’s breathing method is real.
But now, Qin Xiangyun actually said that the breathing method is useful!
"We suspect that Fang Xiu's breathing method is probably an ancient Qigong method!"
Qin Xiangyun shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I even think that Fang Xiu may not even know how he became stronger, otherwise he wouldn't have left the simple breathing techniques alone and stayed up late to edit the original Qi techniques of the program team!"