"Start with meeting Qingying? It seems that this story is long enough?" Dean Meng couldn't help laughing when he heard this.
"It's very long, and it will subvert your three views..." Fang Jun replied.
"Okay, we have plenty of time today, and everyone has nothing to do anyway. Just start from the beginning. I would like to know, where have you been in the past six months?"
"You actually made a fake one and came here to fool me..." Du Yan said.
"Auntie, I'm so sorry. I arranged the fake Fang Jun. I was mainly afraid that you would be anxious if you couldn't find Fang Jun..." Tang Xiaoxiao said awkwardly.
"Haha, it's okay, it's okay, this has nothing to do with you, it's all this brat's fault, tell me what's going on!" Du Yan said with a smile.
Naturally, she couldn't blame Tang Xiaoxiao. After all, he did have good intentions.
"At first, after I met Qingying, I entered the First People's Hospital and met a person who introduced me..."
At the moment, Fang Jun deleted and revised his experience of entering the world of ancient warriors.
For example, he was taught martial arts because he was treating Lu Fei's illness. But when he got here, Lu Fei saw that he had good bones and was a good martial artist, so he took the initiative to teach him martial arts...
In short, Fang Jun hid everything about the system and showed only those things that were acceptable to others.
"According to what you say, are you really capable?" Du Yan said.
"Of course. In fact, my father used to be a master of ancient martial arts, but I don't know why. He didn't want his descendants to enter that circle again, so he didn't teach me anything..." Dean Meng said.
Dean Meng had seen his father's destructive power with his own eyes. Not long ago, he saw the man Nangong Yutian brought with him smashing their coffee table into powder with a slap.
Please note that their coffee table is a brand name and is made of high-strength tempered glass. To put it bluntly, it is not easy for a bullet to penetrate it, let alone a slap...
However, he and Zhang Yin had seen that man's destructive power with their own eyes...
"Dad, if you want to learn, it's easy, I can just teach you!" Fang Jun said.
"You teach me? That's fine, but can you teach me casually? Isn't it said that those martial arts secrets cannot be easily taught to others? Otherwise, the sect will be hunted down..." Fang Yan said.
"Where did you hear that?" Fang Jun was stunned when he heard this, as if his father also knew these rules...
"Isn't that what is written in martial arts novels..." Fang Yan said.
Fang Jun was speechless...
"Okay, don't worry, no one will hold you accountable for what I teach you..." Fang Jun shook his head with a wry smile.
"Okay, Lao Fang, listen to what your son has to say. Where are you now? I still want to hear what is going on in the spiritual world..." Du Yan said.
"Okay, let me continue. By the way, practicing this martial arts has many benefits. In addition to strengthening the body, it can also increase your life span and keep you young forever..." Fang Jun said.
"Wait, what did you just say? Increase life span?"
"Eternal youth?"
The four people spoke at the same time, but Fang Yan and Dean Meng marked the point of the question as increasing life span. Obviously, no one wants to die if they can live longer.
But Du Yan and Zhang Yin marked the node of the problem as eternal youth...
Obviously, for women, the length of life is not important, what is important is how long they can retain their youth...
"Yes, once you reach the innate realm through cultivation, your lifespan can reach about two hundred years, and you can even freeze your appearance at the moment when you reach the innate realm. If you can break through to the innate realm in your best years, isn't it?
Youth stays forever!" Fang Jun explained.
"Innate realm? What is that? It seems very powerful..." Fang Yan said.
"Of course. From the beginning of practicing martial arts, it is divided into low-level, third-rate, second-rate, first-rate, super-first-rate, top-notch, and finally the innate realm!"
"Among the cultivators, those who can reach the innate realm are at least one in a thousand, or even one in a thousand. It is very difficult!"
"Generally speaking, many innate masters can only achieve breakthroughs when they are in their fifties or sixties..." Fang Jun said.
"What? Fifty or sixty years old? Isn't that already an old woman..." Du Yan was slightly disappointed when he heard this...
"That's not to say that the aging rate of a cultivator's body will become very slow. Even when he reaches the age of fifty or sixty, it is probably equivalent to the appearance of an ordinary person at about forty years old. If he takes better care of himself, he can be even more mature.
Look young!" Fang Jun said.
"Really?" Du Yan's eyes lit up when she heard this. Obviously she wanted to stay young forever and completely threw aside the difficulties mentioned by Fang Jun...
"Of course it's true, how dare I lie to you!" Fang Jun said with a smile.
In fact, he has already prepared the Xiantian Pill and other things, but he just doesn't plan to take it out so early...
"That's good, youth will last forever..." Du Yan's eyes showed a look of longing...
"I told you, don't think about that good thing. I haven't heard what my son said. Those who can cultivate to the innate realm are only one in a thousand, or even one in a thousand geniuses. I guess they have to practice since childhood. Just you.
, You are already in your forties, what else are you thinking about..." Fang Yan said from the side.
"Go away, do you know how to speak? Don't you allow me to think about it?"
The sweet dream was shattered, Du Yan became angry instantly, and Fang Yan shrank his head...
There is nothing he can do about his wife...
"Hey, keep going, son, keep going, I'm sorry..."
After Du Yan finished speaking, he regretted it. In front of so many people, especially Meng Qingying's parents, it seemed a bit disrespectful to yell at her husband like this...
However, who makes him so annoying? He can't pick up any pot...
"Well, where did I say it?" Fang Jun said.
"Lu Fei wants you to be his junior brother..." Meng Qingying on the side reminded.
"Oh, this is where Brother Lu Fei was..."
"Jingle Bell……"
Just as Fang Jun continued to speak, the doorbell rang...
"I guess the takeaway has arrived. Let's clean it up. Let's go to the restaurant and talk while we eat..." Fang Yan hurriedly walked towards the door...
Opening the door, it turned out that it was a takeaway. Fang Yan ordered more than ten or twenty dishes in one breath. Fortunately, their home was a small villa. Because there were few people, the living room was relatively large and the dining table was not small. Otherwise, it would have been really spacious.
No less...
In this way, Fang Jun and the others ate for more than two hours, and during this period, they kept talking about their experiences...
Even more detailed than what I said on the plane... (To be continued)