Real Scholar System

"Nonsense! You think the potion doesn't cost money."

"How much is it, Daoist?" Fang Moyan thought to himself, this kind of good deed is definitely not for nothing, and he has nothing to do with others, so the fee is reasonable.If it's cheap, I can buy several hundred wholesale from here, and practice at home, so I don't have to worry about overpracticing, at worst, soak it in water.

"One million one payment!"

"What? 100 million? So expensive? Why don't you grab it?"

"Expensive? I'll just say a blind medicine, tiger bone, how much is it worth?"

"Isn't tiger a protected animal? It's wrong for you to do this, it's against the law."

"Our factory is located abroad and cooperates with a zoo in South Asia. We use authentic Bengal tiger bones to make special bone meal. It is completely legal and compliant."

"Well, in this way, if you have tiger bones, the price is really not expensive." Fang Moyan put out the idea of ​​buying a few hundred and paying home. Even if he took out all his property, he could only buy more than 20 copies. .

Suddenly, a pretty figure came in, it was Yuan Lanxi, she grabbed Yirenren's wig off at once, revealing her bald head, shiny like oil.

"Grandpa, there are no outsiders here, what kind of outsider are you pretending to be." She giggled, looked at Yi Zhenren's bald head, and stretched out her soft little hand to touch it.

"Nonsense! I'm Daoist Liaoyi, not your grandfather. Besides, why are there no outsiders? This kid can be an insider without being an outsider?" Daoist Liaoyi pretended to be angry.

"Anyone, old man, did my mother go to chant Buddha and eat fast every day because of your influence?"

"Xiaoxi, you are talking nonsense again, your mother believes in Buddha, and I am an authentic Taoist priest."

"It's almost the same. Buddha is Tao, it's the same." Yuan Lanxi was not as quiet and dignified as she was in school at all.

After she finished speaking with Immortal Liaoyi, she came to Fang Moyan again, "Um... you're here?"

"That's right, Master was in a hurry. I was still in class, so she hurried to find me."

"I knew that she couldn't even understand the topic, so she could only look for you."

Master Liaoyi was a little annoyed: "You two little dolls, don't take my old man seriously."

"Hey, grandpa, then we won't bother you. Let's go and talk up there." Yuan Lanxi pulled Fang Moyan up and left, ignoring the yelling of Yirenren behind him, but he had no choice but to do so.

The flower garden is above, the scenery is pleasant, the sun has come out early, but it is still very cool on the top of the mountain, which is the best time of the year.

"You...why come here?" Fang Moyan was a little confused. Yuan Lanxi deliberately avoided Bei Aoxue who had been close since childhood, just to come here to meet her grandfather?

"You heard it too. That's my grandfather. He is an optimistic and cheerful old man. He has always liked gossip in the Book of Changes. He worshiped Qingsong Daoist from Mount Tai as his teacher very early on. This year he moved out of his home and said he wanted to clean up. I I came here on October 10st the day before yesterday, and I was worried that Grandpa would be deserted on the mountain, so I ran to accompany him."

"Well, it's no wonder that the Sudoku you came up with are all numbers from the Jiugongge of the Hetu. It turns out that there is this origin."

"You're pretty amazing, and you managed to find this place." Yuan Lanxi felt a little sweet in her heart when she said this, since she was a child, there are not many people who take themselves so seriously, and there is no one else except Bei Aoxue .

"No. I'm also worried about you. After all, I'm a classmate." Fang Moyan smiled.

Yuan Lanxi was annoyed, was it because of her classmates?She frowned slightly: "Thank you, Student Fang." Her tone was already a little blunt.

"Haha, you're welcome, this is what I should do, and someone else would do the same." Fang Moyan didn't realize it, scratched his head and laughed.

"Well, my grandfather said that you are talented and can inherit his mantle. You go to practice. I'm going to paint too."

Yuan Lanxi stood up, picked up the drawing board, and went to sketch.

"Well, you are busy." Fang Moyan smiled, "Your grandpa's medicinal bath is very helpful to me, but it is a bit more expensive."

Yuan Lanxi gave a slight hum, and left, cursing inwardly, this guy is simply an elm lump!

Fang Moyan turned around and found Immortal Yi: "Hello, Grandpa."

At this time, Master Liaoyi had recovered his immortal appearance as a cultivator, making it impossible for people to connect with the Huoyun evil god just now.

"You...are Xiaoxi's classmate?"

"Yeah, we are in the same class. I used to have poor grades. Thanks to Xiaoxi's help, I have my current grades."

"Your aptitude is good, are you interested in joining my Taishan Daozong?"

"Ah? Is this going to be the next generation? If my granddaughter and I are classmates, if we take you as our teacher, then..."

Unexpectedly, Fang Moyan was slapped on the head by Daoist Yi: "Stinky boy, I let you worship in the Taoist sect of Mount Tai, but it's not that I want to accept you as an apprentice, you can only be my disciple."

"That's about the same." Fang Moyan nodded, if he really messed up for a generation, then Yuan Lanxi's face would not be good.

"Since you are going to worship Mount Tai Daozong, from today onwards, I will let you, Senior Brother Bingjiang, teach you the method of cultivation and foundation building."

Bingjiang was the young man who saved his life with braids. He was handsome and talented, with extraordinary temperament, and faintly had the carefree temperament of Taoism.

"If you want to practice to the highest level, you must first train your body to be as iron as steel." Bingjiang stretched out his palm, took out a brick, and slammed it down violently, the brick was broken to pieces.

Fang Moyan was stunned: "Hard Qigong?"

Bingjiang shook his head: "There are skills, and you need to practice your ability to resist blows."

Then he took out a wooden stick, waved it casually a few times, and with the sound of the wind, Fang Moyan had to stay a few steps away from him, lest he be knocked down by a random stick.

"Today's training program is pinball house, let's go."

I came to the second room of yesterday's small black room. The training facility here is not a whip, but a wooden stick, and a rubber stick.There are more than a dozen wooden stakes stuck inside, and there are seven or eight rubber sticks on each stake. According to the various parts of the human body, many traps are set on the ground. As long as it is moved casually, countless wooden sticks will be hit.

This has two purposes, one is the ability to resist hitting, and the other is the ability to dodge.

"Today's training time, one hour, then rest, rest with your own counting breath internal energy, rest for half an hour, and then continue."

"Wait." Fang Moyan hastily stretched out his hand to stop, "Can you tell me about the training plan in detail?"

"There is no plan for building the foundation. Practice until you have no strength. Every 24 hours is a reincarnation, and then soak in medicinal baths. It takes at least seven days. This is only the first stage. There are seven stages in total for 49 days."

"I oppose this plan." Fang Moyan said seriously.

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