white head demon

Even the master of the Fang family, who was holding on, couldn't help wiping away his tears, speechless in grief.

Even ordinary mortals like them who have never practiced on the road and live in the interior know the Eternal Night Wasteland, where there is no sun, no moon, endless natural dangers, and monsters live there. I can find it back...

"What is my brother doing in the Eternal Night Wasteland?"

Fang Cun stood by the hall, was silent for a long time, and suddenly asked.

The armored man in the hall turned around, glanced at Fang Cun, and said, "Who is this?"

The master of the Fang family lost all strength in his voice, and said with force: "This...is the second son who gave up, named Fang Cun, who is 17 years old..."

Speaking of this, the eyes are silent.

But it reminds me that Fang Chi, the parent's son, also started when he was 17 years old and never returned home?

"So it's the Second Young Master..."

The armored man was more polite when he heard the words, bowed to Fang Cun, and said: "Fang Chi Immortal Master entered the Eternal Night Wasteland, it is said that it is for the purpose of descending another dragon vein in this world, so as to strengthen my Great Xia's national fortune, and teach my Great Xia people There is no need for food, clothing, injury or illness, alas, who would have thought that it would end up like this in the end, even my Great Xia Immortal Emperor, said that he would rather exchange the three dragon veins of Great Xia for a Fangchi Immortal Master to come back..."

"Master Fang, I'm here only to send Fang Xianchi's clothes back. I think my Great Xia's decree will arrive soon!"

The master of the Fang family stood up tremblingly, and said in a mournful voice: "Thank... Thank you, Immortal Emperor!"

Fang Cun was silent and didn't say anything immediately.

But at this moment, the armored man suddenly seemed to remember something, nodded to Fang Cun, beat his chest with his fist, performed a military salute, and then said: "Mr. Fang, the young general still has a letter with me. Come back, it was given to you by the immortal master!"

"letter?"

When the master of the Fang family heard the words, he said anxiously, "Is it my ruler?"

"Exactly!"

General Tiejia said: "However, this letter was accidentally created by Immortal Master Fangchi when he went to the Eternal Night Wasteland, and he left it behind. Afterwards, he helped him pack up his belongings and found it. But when he was dying... in the wasteland, it was... ...no time to leave letters!"

Hearing these words, Master Fang's face turned ashen, and finally he couldn't bear the sadness, and slowly fainted.

The maids and servants below were all shocked, they rushed up to pinch him and poured ginseng soup.

In the chaos, the armored general couldn't sit still any longer, sighed a few times, and wanted to leave before the master of the Fang family woke up. Fang Cun sent him to the front of the mansion. Fu bowed deeply for three times. When he got up, his face was full of sadness. He led two divine soldiers and guards, rode on the ligers and tigers of the Great Xia Army, and slowly disappeared at the end of the long street.

"Young master, what shall we do..."

When he returned to the mansion, the butler greeted him with an anxious face.

Master and Madam were both overwhelmed with grief and fainted several times, so they could only ask this young man who seemed calm.

"Hang up a white lantern in front of the mansion, and tell everyone that the eldest son of the Fang family is dead!"

Fang Cun ordered with a blank face, and was about to go to his room, when he suddenly remembered something, he turned around and said: "Wait a minute, don't hang up the lanterns, go to all the Fang's shops in seven cities and nine mansions overnight. Letter, close the shop and take back the cash!"

At the end, he lightly added a sentence, saying: "As much as you have, you will receive as much as you want!"

The eldest son is dead, but the second son still only thinks about the money in the shop?

The butler felt a little sad in his heart, but he still held back, bowed and saluted, "Yes, my lord!"

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Fang Cun did not go to visit his father and mother who passed out, but went back to the front hall, searched through his brother's belongings again, and then ordered someone to put them away carefully, while he walked slowly and returned to his bedroom. In the meantime, he expelled all the maids and servants, sat in front of the desk, looked at the scenery outside the window, and slowly came to his senses.

There are only a few relics that my brother sent back, simple and clean.

I also want to know that with such an amazing and brilliant existence, the majestic Great Xia Immortal Master, every inconspicuous thing around him may also be involved in some important secrets, so before being sent back, it must have been Numerous experts have checked it carefully.

There must be no mystery, or some obvious treasures, to be sent back to Fangfu.

That being the case, if there is any mystery, it must be in this letter to himself.

Fang Cun knew that his elder brother would definitely send that thing back.

The people of the Great Xia Dynasty, after all, still lack a little imagination. They just think that their elder brother was able to obtain one of the biggest legends in the 29 years since Daxia Lidao at the age of 3000. A rare gift from God, but Fang Cun always felt that there should be some unknown secrets about his elder brother...

Not only because when I was very young, my elder brother thought I couldn't understand, so he said some strange words in front of me, but also because Fang Cun felt that it was unreasonable for him to be born of the same mother as his elder brother. chicken……

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Thinking of this, Fang Cun took out the letter, calmly opened it, and sat in front of the desk to read it slowly.

Looking at the strokes on the letter, the upright and vigorous lowercase script, and reading it word by word, my heart suddenly trembled slightly.

"really!"

Chapter 4 Innate Qi

Fang Chi's letter was an ordinary letter from home, with only a few hundred words in it.

First he asked about his parents' well-being, and then he mentioned how Fang Cun's recent homework was, and then he just said that he was new to the Immortal Palace and was busy with things, so he neglected to write letters to his family, but he planned to return home to visit his relatives , to full miss.

Looking at it over and over again, there is nothing surprising about it.

Even the paper used to write letters is ordinary, without even the slightest trace of spirituality.

Fang Cun knew in his heart that although the letter looked ordinary and the spirit seal on the letter was still intact, if someone had been wary of his brother, this letter might have been read by many people, after all it was In a world where there are qi refiners, ghosts and demons, and there are tricks, I have read this letter countless times without leaving any traces.

He even wondered if even at this time, someone would be staring at him to see what he could get from the letter.

So don't expect any problems to be written out clearly, just read between the lines to find the true meaning.

What makes Fang Cun feel problematic is a passage in the letter:

"The aptitude of an inch is far better than that of my brother. I only think that my parents have no support, so I am driven by private thoughts. I am not allowed to enter the academy, and I will stay in the court to perform my filial piety on behalf of my brother."

This passage seems very ordinary, but it is nothing more than Fang Chi's emotion. In fact, his younger brother Fang Cun's aptitude is also very high, even higher than him. It's just that he has already embarked on the road of cultivation, and he is destined to wander outside. There is no one to serve his parents at home, so Fang Cun is not allowed to enter the academy to study, but stays in the clan as a mortal, serving his parents instead of his elder brother.

This incident was originally the situation of the Fang family in the eyes of outsiders.

Fang Chi showed his talents in the world when he was young, but Fang Cun still stayed at home when he was 17 years old.

According to Fang Chi's reputation and status, it should be a very simple matter for him to enter the Immortal Academy. Even Liuhu City, a well-known Baixiang Academy in the Quartet, had a teacher come to Fang's house to invite him before, and took the initiative to guide him. He embarked on the path of a Qi refiner.

But the opportunity was in front of him, but Fangcun refused to go, saying that it was hard work, and he just idled around the streets and alleys all day long.

Even the master of the Fang family would sometimes tell outsiders that Qi refiners are too hard. If one becomes a Qi refiner, he will not be able to stay at home for half a life. It is enough to have a Qi refiner at home, and he will not see him every day when he is out. The younger one was serving in front of him, and he looked tolerant.

It is for this reason that many people feel that they do not seek to make progress, that they do not take advantage of opportunities, and often make fun of them secretly.

But what they didn't know was that Fang Cun really couldn't get into the academy!

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The talent for refining qi is originally a gift from heaven!

People have an innate spirit, a strong spirit, resisting evil spirits, crossing life and calamity, and distinguishing all beings.

This breath is the first breath of a person, or a creature from heaven and earth, who is born, and stays in the physical body since then, invisible, but real. From this breath, it transcends chaos and clarity, and distinguishes the mother's womb from itself. , Afterwards, the growth experience, understanding of things, successively experienced youth and adulthood, and then to old age, and this breath will also leave me at the time of death...

This breath is the origin of human beings and the foundation of practice.

Because it was brought by nature and bestowed by God, it is called innate!

The so-called qi refiners are people who use this innate qi to cultivate.

The quality of a person's aptitude also lies in this. Some people are born with strong innate energy, are born free from all diseases, and have a smart mind.

There are also people with weak innate qi, so they are born with weak constitution and dull mind.

Thousands of people have thousands of personalities because of this difference in innate qi.

Thousands of personalities have made thousands of encounters.

At the beginning of all kinds of karma, it was all this breath!

Everyone has innate energy, so everyone can practice.

But those with strong innate qi have better natural talents and are more likely to be favored.

Those with weak innate qi are difficult to train, and it is even more difficult to achieve great achievements.

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Legend has it that Qi refiners have a way to detect a person's innate Qi, which can be measured by a standard!

There are rumors in the world that the person with the strongest innate qi is three inches, three centimeters and three centimeters, which is the limit that a person can achieve.

The weakest, also simple, is the dead!

However, the world is so big that there are no surprises. There are also some people who are dying, but their innate qi has not dissipated, so they may survive. Swimming outside the body, they are lonely souls and wild ghosts, and trapped in the body, they are zombie corpses There are so many kinds of demons.

As a place under the Immortal Palace, Baixiang Academy was dedicated to cultivating morale seedlings for the Great Xia Dynasty, and had its own rules for accepting apprentices.

Their standard is three inches.

Those with more than three inches have good qualifications and can be taught.

Those below three inches have insufficient aptitude, even if they have practiced, it is difficult to break through life and death, so let's live an honest life.

In the eyes of many people, a talent of a square inch should be very good. After all, he has an elder brother who is said to have an innate spirit of more than three inches and three inches. His younger brother's talent is naturally not that bad, but what is more embarrassing is that Fang Cun knows very well that his innate aura should be less than three inches...

If you want to find out this pre-existing weather, you don't have to rely entirely on the methods of Qi refiners, there is the simplest method.

Hold your breath and run wildly.

When running, the breath is stored in the body, stirring the viscera and the dantian. Those with high talent can run a hundred or two hundred steps while holding their breath, but those with low talent can feel dizzy after only a few dozen steps. It reflects the strength of innate qi.

According to the rumors, there is another simple method, which is to grab the neck and cut a knife to see how far the blood spurts...

...Didn't say it, don't try it!

Fang Cun only tried the first method in private, and found that he could only last up to eighty steps.

Later, I practiced crazily and hard for a while, but I could only last up to 85 steps, and it would be difficult to take another step.He also knew in his heart that this was his limit and he couldn't change it.It's like the [-]-meter test in the previous life. Not everyone who comes to practice can enter ten seconds.

Something has been decided from the mother's womb, there is no way to change it, only to accept fate.

He hadn't entered the academy before, because the moment he entered, his stuff was revealed.

And since the congenital energy is so weak, Fang Cun's talent is naturally not much higher, but Fang Chi said in the letter that his aptitude is far superior to his, and it is clear that he is talking nonsense. Could this be his brother's hypocrisy? To comfort and encourage yourself?

Ordinary people may see it as normal, but Fang Cun knows that this is not his brother's temper.

That's a person whose parents live a long life, and they only talk about longevity, not people who live longer than Nanshan...

Suspicion arose in his heart, so Fang Cun continued to read.

After reading slowly, when I saw the end of the letter, I saw another very simple sentence: Although the world is difficult, the way of heaven is brilliant, and my way is definitely not alone!The ancients said that the ruler is short and the inch is long. If a younger brother has a heart for immortality, he will definitely not lose to his elder brother.Maybe you can pull out the clouds in the chaotic sky, suppress the evil of the eternal night, and you can return to the field with peace of mind, guard the bright sun, and play with cats and dogs.There is no such thing as the joy of the world...

From what he said in the letter, Fang Cun seemed to have seen his brother Fang Chi's thoughts of retiring, and he seemed a little tired.

Compared with the whole epistle, this final ending seems to be gossiping and complaining to myself.

But with Fang Chi's temperament, would he complain?

Fang Cun sat at the desk, reading the reader slowly, pondering each word carefully.

"But the way of heaven is brilliant, my way is definitely not alone..."

"The way of heaven is brilliant, my way is not alone..."

"..."

"..."

The voice is getting low, only you can hear it.

It seems that Fang Cun was moved by his brother's letter and fell into a sad mood, but no one else knew that at this time, Fang Cun was experiencing endless turmoil in his heart, and he could feel it from these eight words. A different kind of emotion, and in his memory, these eight words were also mentioned by his elder brother to his young self more than once...

This is not Fang Chi's mantra, because Fang Chi only mentioned it in front of himself, and it was his young self.

Now I wrote it in the letter again, what is the meaning?

Slowly reading these eight characters, Fang Cun slowly calmed his mind and immersed himself in these eight characters. After an unknown period of time, these eight characters gradually rose in his heart like thunder, filled his heart, and became more and more It was getting louder and louder, as if it was rolling thunder.

At the end, Fang Cun didn't even know whether he was reciting these eight characters or whether they were automatically echoing in his heart.

Everything around is slowly disappearing, leaving only endless darkness, as if falling into a dream.

The desks, windows, and even the roof disappeared, as if they were in nothingness.