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He knew what this seemingly small change meant.
Qi refiners even think that the innate qi that cannot be changed at all can be easily improved!
Chapter 6
Talent is a gift from God. Some people are born strong and some people are born weak. The food and exercise in daily life can change part of it and slow down the weakening of one's innate energy, but it is never possible to break through that limit, just like the previous life. The vast majority of people, even if they practice to death, will not be able to break through the limit of [-] meters and [-] seconds, because it is beyond this possibility.
But today, the merit spectrum of the Dao of Heaven can change this.
He spent [-] points of merit and directly increased the innate energy of a square inch by three percentage points.
With just three centimeters, it went from ten seconds away to within ten seconds.
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"One hundred merits can increase one's innate energy..."
Fang Cun closed his eyes slightly, and slowly calculated in his heart: "Then if I use all these merits to improve my innate qi..."
I still have 27 merits and virtues, so I can increase my innate thoughts by [-]%.
In this way, his innate aura has become three inches and twenty-eight, even in Baixiang Academy, he can be regarded as the top.
Fang Cun took a deep breath, and he suppressed this thought.
He didn't know what the external environment of the Fang family was like now that his elder brother had just passed away, so he didn't dare to mention it too much all of a sudden, for fear that someone would find that he seemed to be a different person overnight, so he could only live in In the following time, I began to practice martial arts every day, and then in the process, I slowly improved my innate energy, which seemed to be the recovery of my body.
After all, as a young man, he is usually lazy, addicted to wine and sex, and his innate spirit will wither.
But if you temper your body and change your bad habits, you will return to your original state.
This, in the eyes of outsiders, would be a very normal... well, relatively normal thing!
But at this time, what is more important is actually the wonderful use of this Heavenly Dao merit spectrum.
He can show his usual merits of slaying demons and demons, and he can even use his merits to enhance his innate qi.
Then if I continue to slay demons and demons, can I continuously gain merits and continuously improve my innate qi?
When one's innate qi reaches the limit of three inches, three minutes and three centimeters of ordinary people, or even exceeds one foot, one foot, or even directly reaches 33 feet, 330 feet, what will he become?
The five good youths from Nemesis?
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Fang Cun muttered to himself, suppressing the unreliable thoughts in his heart.
"In comparison, I should be more concerned about another issue..."
Judging from the merits that I can use to transform into innate qi right now, it seems that they all come from the monsters that I got rid of before. Demons and ghosts in the world?
He was a little stunned, so wouldn't he be walking on his brother's old path?
In this world where good people cannot be tolerated, you want me to be a good person?
What's the difference between that and forcing someone to be a fool?
Wicked!
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On the Longji Slope in the south of the city, Fang Chi, the eldest son of the Fang family and the immortal master of the Great Xia, is being buried.
Now, seven days have passed since the rumor of the death of the eldest son of the Fang family came to Liuhu City, and during these seven days, this matter has spread throughout Liuhu City and even the surrounding counties. To put it further, perhaps outside of Liuhu City, this news has already spread throughout the entire Daxia region, and even several other dynasties outside of Daxia.
The master of the Fang family didn't know the impact of this incident, he only knew that his own child was gone, and the white-haired person gave away the black-haired person. In addition to grief, he could only arrange a funeral. However, Fang Chi died in the Eternal Night Wasteland , Not even the corpse was left, so what was buried in the Fang family mausoleum at this time was only a robe and a wooden horse worn by the eldest son of the Fang family when he was a child.
Fang Chi is small and leaves home, gathering less and leaving more, and he doesn't have too many things at home.
The family mausoleum was bought by the Fang family a few years ago. It is a good place to face the sun and back the mountain. It's just that the old man of the Fang family thought that he would be the first to be buried here. The son was snatched first...
The weather was gloomy, and soon there was a drizzle, and there were bursts of spring thunder.
Although only one party was buried, there are still countless people who came to express their condolences.
Not only the masters of various families in the city, well-known casual cultivators inside and outside the city, people who have received favors from the Fang family, etc., even Baixiang Academy, the master and three or more than a dozen of the four masters came to teach, Dozens of Liuhu city guards, staff members, spirit generals, etc. also came, and they all gathered in front of the mausoleum, standing quietly in the rain, waiting to send this suit of clothes into the tomb...
They have been waiting for half an hour and have not been buried yet.
The others didn't have any reminders, they just waited obediently.
Because at this time, they were all waiting for the envoy from the Immortal Palace to come to offer their condolences to the little Immortal Master Fang Chi.
According to the ancient rules, whenever a fairy falls, even a qi refining elder who transcends the world will send a decree to comfort him.
Fang Chi and Xiao Xian Chi had entered the Immortal Palace of the Seven Kings to study with him during his lifetime. In the Great Xia Dynasty, he was already a great figure transcending the world. Naturally, there should be envoys from the Immortal Palace to express his condolences, and it is possible that the Immortal Emperor himself sent a decree to express his condolences. , and the Fang family had also received news before that there was indeed a fairy envoy on their way, and now they couldn't wait for the fairy envoy, so naturally they didn't dare to enter the grave.
After waiting for a long time, there was nothing but a vast expanse below the mountain.
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"Your Highness Seventh, it's time to leave..."
At this time, ten miles away, there was a party tucked into a pavilion by the side of the road, but there was a party of ceremonial guards, and a team of three to four hundred waiters were waiting. Some of these people were holding gifts from the emperor Among the burial objects, some held the soul-sending lamps, some held white flowers, and some held the saliva incense for the soul.
But this party of honor is only one step away from the mausoleum, but they all stop here.
In the gazebo, there was a young man with a golden crown on his head, a yellow robe on his body, and white belts tied around his arms. He was sitting on a stone bench. The table was full of fresh fruits, and he was lazily being sent to the entrance by a maid. In the middle, messing around with the maid.
Beside him, there was a chubby servant in blue robe, persuading in a low voice: "Your Highness Seventh Highness is ordered by the Immortal Emperor to come here to send that little Immortal Master Fangchi a ride, so we shouldn't waste the time Yes, even though it is just a tomb, it is also the attitude of our Immortal Hall, this is exactly what we want to show the majesty of our Immortal Hall to the Fang family, to this Liuhu Lake, and to the people of the world..."
"What are you in a hurry for? Didn't you see it raining? Are you afraid of getting me wet?"
The young man got impatient and turned his head to stare at the fat servant.
The servant turned his head and looked outside the gazebo. There was a misty drizzle like dewy air. Feeling helpless, he bowed and persuaded in a low voice: "Your Highness's fairy body is delicate, so naturally you can't be drenched. The old slave can do it. Dispel this cloud for His Highness..."
"Winning clouds and rain is the way of heaven. How can you, an old slave, be so bold and dare to do it recklessly?"
The young man glared at him instead, and said, "I'm not in a hurry, just hide!"
The servant's expression had become a little embarrassed, and he pondered for a moment, wondering why: "Your Highness, that Fangchi Immortal Master is still waiting..."
"Whoa..."
The young man suddenly became angry and swept all the melons and fruits on the table on the ground. Everyone in the gazebo was shocked and fell to their knees.
"Then let him wait!"
The young man's complexion has become extremely gloomy: "I dare not let him wait when I am alive, why is he still unwilling to wait when I am dead?"
The waiter bowed, not daring to answer.
"Although he is dead, don't think that this king has forgotten how he treated me back then..."
There was a deep hatred on the young man's face, he almost gritted his teeth and said: "He is a dog raised in my fairy palace, but he always likes to teach the master how to do it. He is a muddy dog like Liuhu. The weeds that grow in the garden always look ridiculous as if they want to bring the gift of rain and dew to the world. I should be the person he supports and serves the most, but he only knows how to reprimand me..."
"Such a person deserves to die in the Eternal Night Wasteland, and deserves to be seen as a joke by the world!"
But, he is His Highness's teacher after all...
Looking at the young man's distorted face, he carefully said: "The reward for the Fang family..."
"Are you referring to the Nine Qi Nine Turns Dao Miaosheng Pill that Father Gong took from Heaven and Earth and bestowed on the survivors of the Fang family?"
The young man turned his head to look at the waiter, and laughed: "I heard that he died, and my father came here from beyond the sky. He died, and Feisheng Taoist priests destroyed the three demon mountains in a fit of rage. When they heard that he was dead, the big brothers broke into the magic pool and killed them... Hehe, each of them actually didn't like this person, But I have to pretend to be extremely heartbroken, as if such a wild dog is dead, my summer sky will collapse..."
The surroundings were silent, and no one dared to respond to his words.
As the young man spoke, his expression became extremely gloomy, and he suddenly said: "Bring it here!"
The guards around him looked at each other in blank dismay. After a moment of hesitation, someone came between the ranks. He opened the lid of the copper tripod on the Zijin boat, took out a small purple box from it, and held it in both hands. delivered to him.
The young man opened the purple box, and saw a red-white pill inside.
The strong medicinal fragrance was scattered all over the sky, and the vegetation around the gazebo seemed to be more alive and green in an instant.
Everyone looked at the elixir, their expressions moved slightly, and they were all a little moved.
"Even my disciples in the Immortal Palace need to make meritorious deeds to be rewarded with the Dao Miao Sheng Pill, so just give it to his family?"
The young man gently took the elixir in his hand and played with it between his fingers. A playful smile gradually appeared on his face. Suddenly, he let out a soft "ah!" The medicine immediately rolled on the ground, covered with mud.
Everyone around was shocked and wanted to pick it up in a hurry, but they didn't dare.
Also at this moment, the servant next to the young man, who was holding a poodle in his arms, suddenly sniffed it, his eyes widened, he struggled and jumped out of her embrace, running away impatiently. On the ground, he swallowed the pill in one gulp.
"This……"
Both the old servant and the surrounding guards of honor were shocked, and then everyone lowered their heads, pretending not to see.
"As my teacher, he only knows to be against me, and now he still wants me to send pills to his family?"
The young man watched this scene, but suddenly burst out laughing, with a comfortable laugh: "It's better to give it to a dog than to him!"
The servant's face gradually became gloomy, and he stopped trying to persuade him.
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So, in the misty drizzle, everyone could only wait.
Including the dead Fang Chi, because the decree of the Immortal Palace has not yet come, he can only wait and cannot be buried in the ground.
Chapter 7
It was already late at night when Fangchi's clothes finally fell into the ground.
The burial during the day and the bridal chamber at night are the rules, but the square feet must be waited.
Because it wasn't until the rain stopped at night that Xiandian's will finally arrived.
Moreover, the one who read out the decree was only a fat servant, who read it hastily and left hastily. As for the Seventh Highness who, according to the original rumors, wanted to personally comfort the Fang family on behalf of His Majesty the Immortal Emperor, it was not at all. They didn't show up, so the Fang family had no choice but to kowtow to the gods and bury their clothes on the muddy ground, and then they helped the drenched master and wife of the Fang family back to the mansion.
As for the funeral banquet held in Fangfu, few people came to eat it. I don't know if it was because the wait was too long, or some people understood it from the attitude of the envoy from the Immortal Palace who had not arrived yet and hastily proclaimed the edict. What happened? There was a swarm of mourners, who obviously didn't have the patience to wait until nightfall, and they had already dispersed. Some didn't even say hello.
The Fang Mansion, covered with white lanterns, was even more sparsely populated and desolate under the light rain.
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"Brother, brother, you are also a majestic immortal master, why did you become like this?"
Fang Cun, drenched all over, returned to Fang Mansion, changed into clean clothes, and walked out again.
He walked through the lively front yard, and then through the deserted inner courtyard, looking at everything coldly, and in his mind he was also recalling the long-awaited condolences from the immortal palace during the daytime funeral, and a little sadness arose in his heart Meaning, silently sighed.
Brother Fang Chi's status should be very high, why did he leave in such a miserable way?
After practicing for so long, haven't I made a few relatives and old friends?
I don't know if there will be some people with ulterior motives who will come up with ideas because of these things...
Thinking about these questions, he called the butler over and asked, "How much cash in the shops of all parties have been recovered?"
The housekeeper who had been busy for a day was full of fatigue, and his sadness was still there. Seeing that the funeral feast had not stopped, the second young master came to ask about the family business. He felt even more uncomfortable, but he still answered honestly: "Go back Second son, during the past seven days, quite a few shopkeepers and small bosses in charge of various businesses in seven cities and nine mansions have come to attend the funeral for the eldest son, but only half of these people have brought money. Everyone said that the time is too short to mobilize cash, even if it is shipped, it is not enough..."
"All in all, it's only 10,000+ taels..."
When he said this, his face was not very good-looking.
With the Fang family's background and business spread across the counties, if they withdraw all the cash in one go, there shouldn't be only these.
"Not bad, enough for a while!"
Unexpectedly, Fang Cun did not show any surprise or angry expression, but looked very indifferent, just said softly: "Tell the shopkeepers of all parties not to cause trouble recently, if the limelight is not right, I would rather close the shop first, and sell the suitable stocks. Now, if someone takes your own business forcibly, don’t hold on to it with others, save your life first, if you can’t keep it, let it out!”
"This……"
The butler was taken aback by Fang Cun's words, and looked over in astonishment.
Fang Cun smiled and said, "Be prepared, the Fang family's business may soon be encroached upon by a pack of wolves!"
"They dare!"
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