white head demon

Fang Cun also noticed Yuan Zhi's eyes looking at him, but he just smiled and turned a blind eye.

He didn't go forward either, but just stayed behind the crowd peacefully, staying with those three sects in Liuhu City.

Before Shen Shiming came here to trouble him, it seemed that he wanted to please Yuan Zhi and made his own decisions, but in Fang Cun's heart, he didn't dispel some doubts just like that. After all, as a teacher, Yuan Zhi's words and deeds, his eyes, All of them may affect the students below, especially Shen Shiming who is more stupefied, and the qi refiner is good at the soul-absorbing method, so he may be influenced by others without knowing it.

If he was really taught a lesson by a guy like Shen Shiming, who would suffer the most?

Not myself, but my elder brother Fang Chi!

Brother Fang Chi's reputation has been damaged, so who is the most self-satisfied in his heart?

Fang Cun's face was as if nothing had happened, but the corners of his mouth were slightly pursed.

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The sun is rising gradually, but it is already the time of Chen Shi.

In the distance, a bell rang, and it slowly swayed away, and the chaotic scene suddenly became quiet and solemn.

Not far away, several figures came over. The old man in front had silver hair and a black beard. He was wearing a toga and was full of energy. He was Mr. Zhong Yue, one of the four masters who was going to give a sermon this time. , and beside him, there are two instructors, one is Mr. Lanshuang, and the other is an old woman in a black cloak. Behind them, there are several young students following.

The first one was none other than Meng Zhixue. She followed the teacher and entered the arena, turning her eyes slightly.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, this gaze stopped after seeing Fangcun hiding behind the crowd, and his brows frowned slightly.

Fang Cun smiled at her.

Meng Zhixue took a deep look at him, and looked away expressionlessly.

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"One mouthful of heaven, and thousands of methods!"

"The way of refining Qi is as simple as it is complicated!"

"My monks, if you practice one breath, you will gain extraordinary skills. You can use this to calm the world, drive away demons, protect the people, and reclaim wasteland. At the top, you can chase the stars and pick the moon, and at the bottom, you can cultivate your character and self-cultivation. The method of refining qi is a god-given ability. Those who are not blessed with profound blessings should not learn from it. It is indeed God’s favor to step on the road of refining Qi, and I also hope that you can use the law to quell chaos, protect heaven and human relations, and follow the lord of the palace of immortals, keeping benevolence and righteous thoughts!"

After the old teacher Zhong Yue sat down, he smiled and persuaded the students, and then took out a volume of "Shu Jing" and started the day's sermon.The methods of refining qi, except for the most basic method of refining qi, are all based on the "Nine Classics".

And these teachers in the academy, or the teachers, also have their own strengths in reference to the "Nine Classics".

Whether it is the "Caojing", "Suanjing", or "Lingjing", "Shujing", "Shujing", as long as you practice it deeply, you can realize extraordinary abilities from it, and it is also a unique skill for Qi practitioners. And what Mr. Zhong is good at is the way of "Shu Jing". To put it bluntly, it is the way of controlling things. He has studied it very deeply, and his operation is mysterious. He is a well-deserved great Qi refiner.

And the way of controlling things is one of the two foundations, and everyone needs to learn from it.

It was for this reason that so many people came to listen when Master Zhong Yue began to preach.

"The method of controlling things is nothing more than moving the inner breath and borrowing the power of heaven and earth. It is as simple as the extension of hands and feet, like the transformation of the mind. However, with exquisite craftsmanship and the combination of all things, you can rely on mysteries and see mysteries. God. The common methods of controlling things are the use of swords, flying, and enchantment. They seem to be ever-changing, but in fact they come from the same source. What we seek and realize is nothing more than "the magic of operation"!"

"All qi practitioners think that the way of technique lies in the inner breath, but it's actually wrong!"

"The stronger the non-inner breath, the better the technique, and the more serious ones, the purer and the more mindful..."

While Mr. Zhong was talking, there was Tonger beside him, so he put three boxes in front of him, he lightly picked it with his fingertips, and with an invisible force, the three boxes were lifted, and the lids of the boxes looked like There was an invisible big hand gently placed beside it, neatly, and then, without any movement towards him, just slowly preaching, and every time he spoke, something flew out of the box.

The first one to fly was a dark green flying sword, thick and imposing, with inscription patterns on it, hanging steadily in the air.

"Using the flying sword, the power to control things, when it is thick and thick, it can be operated from the heart..."

When he talked about the way of the flying sword, he thought of animals, and the flying sword flew out with a "swoosh", the speed was so fast that it even whipped up a gust of wind, and those who were closer to the flying sword could feel it. The wind was blowing, and he even closed his eyes and covered them with his sleeves.

But seeing that the flying sword was about to stab the opposite ancient pine, it stopped suddenly, only a hair's breadth away.

This kind of exquisite palm control is like a master of martial arts, which has attracted endless praise.

"Is this the legendary flying sword?"

Fang Cun's heart was also slightly disturbed, and he thought to himself: "Only driven by the method of controlling things, it is really powerful to injure the enemy ten feet away. Yes, the most powerful flying sword method in the legend can take the head of a person thousands of miles away, not to mention the accuracy of the head, how powerful is the internal energy needed to send the sword thousands of miles away?"

"Shi Feiwan, when it is powerful and strong, it can be as fast as lightning..."

Just as he was thinking, one after another flew out of the second box, round and iron bullets the size of a thumb, one after another, gradually drifting behind him, looking densely packed, like It was a patch of black stars, and following Mr. Zhong Yue's thoughts flashed, these iron pellets suddenly flew out one by one, so fast that they could not be seen at all.

In the blink of an eye, these iron pellets flew in front of the rock on the opposite side without moving. As if to show the power of these iron pellets to others, Mr. Zhong Yue flicked his fingers, One of the iron pellets hit the rock directly, there was only a bang, debris splashed, and smoke filled the air, and a hole was directly punched out of the seven or eight feet thick rock.

When everyone saw it, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Fang Cun was the most surprised, thinking to himself: "Isn't this just a gun?"

Looking at the dozens of iron pellets hovering in the air like arms and fingers, he changed his mouth again: "This is Gatling!"

"And to use strength to fly, you need to be gentle..."

Old Mr. Zhong Yue talked about the third place. When everyone looked at it, they saw a small civet cat with shaggy hair and long tail flying out of the box. It was being lifted into the air by an invisible force. Panicked, he glanced left and right in mid-air, but the old Mr. Zhong Yue raised his hand gently, but lifted the kitten higher and higher, and finally reached the treetop, as if it had grown wings.

The kitten didn't seem to have any discomfort, but was attracted by the birds in the forest, staring at it with round eyes.

Old Mr. Zhong Yue smiled lightly and sent his palm slightly. The speed of the kitten's flight was several times faster. In the blink of an eye, it arrived at the side of the bird. The little civet cat rushed at it and bit it in the mouth.

"The art of soaring requires the greatest amount of internal energy, and it is also the most difficult to cultivate. Everyone, if this method is not practiced properly, the mana power is not enough during the soaring, and it is not a big deal if you fall down and throw yourself half to death. But if people see it, If you lose face, it will be a big deal..."

Mr. Zhong Yue spoke, which immediately aroused laughter from all around.

Qi refiners belong to the immortal family, and the most important thing is status and decency. Isn't this loss of face worse than falling half to death?

Chapter 30

"This method has been practiced to the depths, it is the legendary flying clouds and fog..."

Fang Cun was also watching from behind, feeling very fascinated.

If you can ride the clouds against the wind, soar up ninety thousand miles, and travel to the North Sea in the evening, how carefree and carefree it would be?

It's a pity, now that my cultivation level is still low, and I can still try to Yujian Yumao, but it is difficult to fly by myself.

At this time, Mr. Zhong Yue had already started to talk about the methods of controlling objects corresponding to Yujian Yuwan and Feiteng's technique. They were extremely mysterious, and Fang Cun himself listened carefully. He left many problems when he was trying to reproduce. However, I gradually unraveled a lot, and every time I heard the beauty, I felt the same way, and I was very satisfied for a while, and I really felt that this sermon was not in vain.

Seeing the passage of time, after a sermon, it was already afternoon, and the number of people did not decrease, but increased.

Even at noon, no one left to eat, but they just listened carefully. Fortunately, as Qi practitioners, everyone can bear the hunger!

Old Mr. Zhong Yue spoke eloquently, explaining the profound things in a simple way, and solved many people's doubts. After talking about a few methods of controlling things, this sermon has come to an end. The old man took the tea offered by Tong'er, took a sip, and said with a smile: "The method of controlling things is one of the two most fundamental methods for a qi refiner. The method of cultivation is also simple, but learn more and practice more. That's all, practicing ten times and hundreds of times when you have nothing to do is more useful than listening to me, a bad old man, talking about it all day long!"

When all the cultivators around heard the words, they all laughed along.

Mr. Zhong Yue smiled, and said again: "But the simpler the method, the more important it is. Among the three hundred students of my Baixiang Academy, only a few of them have the opportunity to enter the Taoism of the Shenzong, but most of them , I will use this technique of controlling things as the most important method in this life, and no matter what your cultivation level is, the quality of the method of controlling things is related to your wealth and life..."

When everyone heard the words, their eyes coincided with each other, and they all looked at the students sitting at the back.

In the future, those who make a living and defend against enemies rely entirely on the art of controlling things are talking about them.

As Mr. Zhong Yue was speaking, he became more interested. He waved his sleeves lightly, but never far away, he brought a piece of blue rock with a height of half a person over, and landed firmly on the sermon. Under the rock, everyone around realized what they were going to do, so they all got up and stepped aside, eagerly waiting to watch the show.

Old Mr. Zhong Yue recruited Qing Yan, and said, "Especially for these children in Yuan Zhiting, others have studied for three years in the academy, and you have also studied for three years. I don't ask you all to cultivate a treasured body, but this is a good way to control things." The technique is unstoppable!"

"After all, if you go to the Night Watch Palace in the future, if you don't work hard enough, you will lose your life..."

As he said that, he swept his eyes away and said with a smile: "Come out a few, let the old man see how you are doing!"

Among the disciples of Yuanzhiting, some of them have heard the sermons like heavenly scriptures, but they dare not leave. They also know that every time the teacher gives a lecture, they will often test a few students casually at the end, but they were not taught before. The teachers were all taking the test against the top seedlings in the academy. Who would have thought that this time Mr. Zhong Yue didn't look for those people, but turned his attention to himself?

Looking at each other in blank dismay for a while, no one is ashamed to stand up.

"Liu Ji, Shen Chi, Yuan Zhen, you guys come over and have a try!"

Seeing the group of Yuanzhi Pavilion disciples shrunk their heads like tortoises, the instructor Yuanzhi who was sitting cross-legged not far from the podium frowned. He got up slowly, glanced at the Yuanzhi Pavilion, and called out After calling out a few names, the students whose names were called had no choice but to stand up slowly, and came to the front under the gaze of everyone, and stood still three feet away from Qingyan on that side.

"Gentlemen, this disciple has made a fool of himself..."

The young student named Liu Ji made a move first, and slowly stretched out his palm towards the blue rock. It can be seen that there seems to be a misty mist growing on his body, which is a sign of inner breath, an invisible force, Then he rolled towards the blue rock, and after a long time, he saw the blue rock trembled slightly, as if it was about to rise from the ground, but after a long while, it still stopped moving.

Liu Ji had exhausted his mana, his face flushed with embarrassment, and he retreated into the crowd.

Someone around laughed and said, "It's really a shame..."

Yuan Zhixie's face was very displeased, and he snorted.

Laughter gradually came from the crowd around him. He has been practicing in the academy for two years and spent countless resources, but in the end he couldn't even control such a piece of Qingyan. This legendary disciple of Yuan Zhiting is really like a legend. The Chinese are generally not up to date...

After Liu Ji tried it, several other students stepped forward and tried one by one, and saw that some of them were stronger and some were weaker. Staring at that Qingyan, it seemed that he regarded the other party as a life and death enemy, but after several attempts, no one was able to lift that Qingyan into the air.

The closest one among them just made Qingyan slightly off the ground!

Seeing this scene, many cultivators around laughed out loud, chatting with each other very lively.

Especially those who came from outside the academy to listen to the sermon. They had seen many students from the academy accept the test before, but all they saw were some outstanding students who were more talented than the other, which amazed them. Admired, deeply envious, but now, seeing a group of people flushed with suffocation, but unable to do anything with that piece of blue rock, it feels quite fresh.

In the bottom of my heart, I have already made a rough judgment on the future of this group of students who are at the bottom of the academy!

Such waste, not to mention being selected by Shenzong Taoist, I am afraid that even the Night Watch Palace will not want them.

And when the group of Yuanzhiting disciples tried it, Fang Cun was also secretly looking at it. He saw that Qingyan was as tall as a person, standing there steadily, and should weigh about a hundred catties. Watching these Yuanzhiting disciples twist No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't shake Qing Yan, but he also had a general judgment on the gap between the top students and the bottom students of these academies...

The former Fairy Meng Zhixue and Meng didn't see any movement, nor did she see any embarrassment, but with a slight thought, she was able to drive her carriage, the horse, and herself, probably nearly a thousand catties. The weight of the grass is easily moved from the grass to the road, but these Yuanzhiting students can't even shake a hundred catties of Qingyan. The difference between them is almost worlds apart!

"Qi practitioners are strong and weak, but I didn't expect that the gap has widened so much since the academy..."

While Fang Cun was sighing with emotion, Mr. Zhong Yue at the front saw the disciples of Yuan Zhiting making a big ugliness one by one, but his face was also a little displeased, and he sighed softly: "For you disciples with poor qualifications , the academy has not made any more demands on you, but the method of controlling things is the foundation of the technique, and you still need to work hard in the future..."

The group of Yuanzhiting disciples were all flushed with embarrassment, and bowed their heads in silence.

And the instructor Yuanzhi who was watching them in front, his face was also ashen, and he swept them coldly.

The disciples are not up to date, and this face as a teacher is naturally dull.

Old Mr. Zhong Yue was a little disappointed, so he wanted to wave his sleeves and move Qingyan away, but at this moment, Meng Zhixue, who was sitting on the side, suddenly tilted his head and said something to him softly, that Zhong Yue The old man's eyes brightened slightly, he raised his eyes to look at the crowd, and said with a smile: "The younger brother of my Great Xia Immortal Master Fang Chi, didn't he also come to the academy, I wonder where he is now?"

Chapter 31

"The second son of the Fang family?"

All the cultivators around immediately became interested, and turned their heads left and right to look at it.

No matter from which point of view, Fang Cun is considered a celebrity in the academy. He is Fang Chi's younger brother, but he is also a famous libertine. When Fang Chi died, everyone in Liuhu City was waiting to see the Fang family's jokes. , He suddenly showed his talent again, broke through the back mountain of the academy, and became a disciple of the academy. The strength of this talent has spread throughout Liuhu City, and everyone praised his extraordinary talent.

It even felt taken for granted, after all, the blood shed on his body was the same as that of Immortal Master Fang Chi.

Hearing Mr. Zhong Yue mentioned him, everyone became interested.

"What do you want me to do?"

Fang Cun was at the back, leaning against a tree to watch the fun, when he suddenly heard old Mr. Zhong Yue calling him, he also muttered in his heart.

Glancing at Meng Zhixue, he saw that she was also looking at him, and he knew in his heart that it was probably this woman who was causing trouble.

Reluctant in his heart, he still walked over through the crowd and saluted Zhong Yue: "Student Fangcun, I have met the teacher..."

The old Mr. Zhong Yue looked Fang Cun up and down, and said with a smile: "You should have entered the academy a month ago, right? Hehe, your elder brother Fang Chi is the most talented person I have ever seen in this life, and he is also the current one. The academy has always been the best person in the art of controlling things, you have been able to pass through the back mountain before, which shows that your talent is not bad, now you are willing to try, can you shake this side of Qingyan?"

All the cultivators around looked at each other, all a little strange.

Someone secretly thought, no matter how talented he is, he has only been in the academy for a month, so maybe he hasn't cultivated his internal energy yet?

Some people think that since he is the younger brother of the immortal master, he must have started to practice before the academy, but he doesn't know how deep it is!

Hearing the old gentleman's question, Fang Cun thought quickly in his mind, and caught sight of the indifferent teacher Xi Yuanzhi who was not far away, and then thought of the impression he planned to leave in this academy. , soon made a decision, bowed his hands again, bowed to Mr. Zhong Yue, and said with a smile: "The master has an order, and the disciple has to try whatever he wants!"

Hearing what he said, everyone cheered up and moved far away.

Since you dare to try it, it means that you are sure about it...

Fang Cun also stood three zhang away from the Qingyan, fixed his gaze on the piece of Qingyan, and then secretly circulated his inner breath.

That kind of feeling is very wonderful. Outside of the circulation of the inner breath, one can feel that it is gushing out quickly, but it is not just gushing out, but vibrating with the power of heaven and earth around the body. There is an invisible force coiled around his body.

This is the art of controlling things, the simplest step.

Fang Cun himself participated in the study of the method of controlling objects for two or three days. Although there are many difficulties, the power of controlling objects can still be summoned.

And when he felt the invisible power to control things, Fang Cun used his thoughts to guide and push forward. He was still very unskilled in doing this, as if he wanted to walk in a straight line when he was drunk, which was quite powerless. , but after trying several times, he finally entangled the invisible force around Qingyan, and then gathered his strength little by little, slowly destroying his power of controlling things...

For a moment, he only felt the rapid consumption of his inner breath, almost like a flood gate.

But also during this process, his power to control things became stronger and stronger, as if he had turned into an invisible big hand, grasping the blue rock tightly, and lifted it up with all his strength, before countless people glared at him. In the big eyes, I saw that the blue rock swayed slightly, and then slowly rose into the air, little by little, slowly leaving the ground, and finally stopped three feet away from the ground.

"Oh!"

It was also at this time that Fang Cun felt that his inner breath was exhausted and his strength was exhausted, Qing Yan fell to the ground and broke into two halves.

"call……"