Fang Shihong pondered for a moment and continued to say quietly: "The so-called power of the floating slaughter comes from the 'saving a life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter', that is, the cultivator of the floating slaughter, to save people to obtain cultivation, the more people he saves, the stronger the cultivation. ”

"The seventh-level floating slaughter is equivalent to a martial arts unit. Futu is also the Buddha in Buddhism, as you can see, his shot is 'tower shape', in fact, it is a kind of Buddha light. ”

"As a Floating Slaughter cultivator, how many seventh-level Floating Slaughter you have obtained represents how much cultivation he has. ”

In terms of knowledge, Fang Shiyu, a returnee scholar, may not be able to catch up with Shang Shihong.

Especially for some anecdotes, Fang Shihong has so much information that Fang Shiyu can imagine.

Listening to Fang Shihong's description, coupled with the fact that he himself had seen Ji Xuefeng's move, the power of the floating slaughter he showed was even more vivid.

It was as if a vivid picture came to his eyes.

"I see, I see, thank you, uncle. ”

Fang Shihong frowned slightly, and asked again: "You just said that Lingtai Fang Cun is the world's largest cultivation organization?"

"Yes!"

"Shiyu, I advise you, stay away from these demons in Lingtai Fangcun, their minions are not something you can provoke. Fang Shihong immediately and solemnly admonished.

Fang Shiyu was stunned for a moment, why couldn't he hide anything from Fang Shihong? What was there that he didn't know?

"Uncle, do you know anything about the Lingtai?"

"Don't you know that the Venerable Alexander you are talking about, once, I fought against him......"

……

Ten years ago, the imperial capital, the Great Wall.

The north wind is chilling, the mountains are covered with silver, and the snow in the north always comes so violently.

Overnight, covered in snow, thick snow covered the land of China.

As far as the eye can see, it is snowy and icy......

On the Great Wall, Fang Shihong stood on the lookout battlement, his eyes were like torches, and he confronted the Venerable Alexander, who was holding a magic staff on the opposite side.

Even though the sky was full of snow, the two faced off for a long time.

Even though he didn't do it, it was already a night of fierce fighting, and every figure floated out, and the snow was filled.

Alexander waved his staff, and each swing of the staff was like a bolt of lightning, interspersed through.

The frozen snow shook and "clicked, clicked", and the snowflakes fell, enveloping the two of them.

Fang Shihong's clenched fists shot out a green dragon circling in the air, and the green dragon flying up and down in the air, with teeth and claws, devoured Alexander.

Alexander was shocked, took a few steps back, jumped up, and the staff in his hand suddenly spit out a spiritual light, and in an instant, he turned into a fierce beast, leaped up, and hit Fang Shihong's green dragon.

"Boom!"

The strong force resisted the collision, and the walls of this Great Wall shook and almost collapsed.

The two of them spun their figures almost at the same time, landing lightly on the battlement, and as they stood, they looked at each other.

Alexander put the staff away and exhaled a breath of heat slightly, "I didn't expect that in China, there are martial artists with such a high level of cultivation. ”

"Alexander, give up your wolf ambitions, even if you are a spiritual platform, as a cultivator, so what? How can your iron hooves set foot in China and touch the mountains and rivers of the Central Plains?"

"Hmph, Fang Shihong, don't say it so high-soundingly, you're just a businessman, don't make you seem to be so patriotic. Alexander scoffed.

"Alexander, you are not also a cultivator, but you are consumed by the desire for profit, tempted by the money in the world, and in the name of cultivating the truth, you are doing dirty deeds. Although our Shihong is not a patriot, I am Chinese and a descendant of China. ”

"Hahaha, Fang Shihong, you are really a sanctimonious hypocrite, when you make a lot of money, why don't you think that you are a Chinese?"

Fang Shihong frowned tightly, his fists clenched, and he "creaked", "Don't talk nonsense, today, either you die or I die!"

As he spoke, Fang Shihong jumped up, and with a sharp fist, he punched down.

"Boom!"

A powerful cyclone slammed past, sending a stone of the city wall into the air.

Alexander didn't face the battle, and jumped up, "Fang Shihong, from now on, Lingtai Fang is bound to be the enemy of your Baiye Gate to the end." ”

As he spoke, he flew down the Great Wall, his figure flashed, and with a wave of his staff, he turned into a cloud of smoke and dissipated......

……

Imperial capital, Fang Shihong courtyard, mansion.

Fang Shiyu listened carefully to Fang Shihong's account of the battle with the Lingtai Venerable Fang Cun Alexander, and he was terrified when he heard it.

Even if you didn't witness that battle, you can imagine how earth-shattering it was.

"In my opinion, it must be the Venerable Alexander, who knows your identity and deliberately approaches you. ”

Fang Shihong said vigilantly.

Fang Shiyu thought to herself, maybe, she was in the library of Harvard University at the time, and suddenly, she entered the underground palace with reliefs, which was very weird.

Combined with what Fang Shihong said, it seems that it is really possible that the Venerable Alexander of Lingtai Fang Cun knew Fang Shiyu's identity and was a junior of Baishamen, and deliberately approached him.

If that's the case, isn't he dangerous?

"Ten years ago, with the Venerable Alexander, who was in the Lingtai square, fought on the Great Wall of the Imperial Capital, although he did not fight to the point of death, but Alexander must have a grudge and will definitely look for an opportunity to make a comeback!"

"Uncle, you just said that the Venerable Alexander, who is in the Lingtai square, intends to invade our country, why?"

Fang Shihong smiled indifferently, "You might as well think about it, now, these Yankees, through the trade war, want to bargain, who expected, after so many years, rapid development, China's economy has long been different." When they fight a trade war, they completely injure 1,000 enemies, destroy 800 of themselves, and even die even worse. ”

"And Lingtai Fangcun, a group of false cultivators, covet the fertile land of the country, and they want to extend their minions into the country and devour them. How can we sit idly by?"

Fang Shiyu can be regarded as getting acquainted with Fang Shihong again, but he can't imagine that he is really a patriot.

Indeed, as a businessman, it is in the nature to seek profit.

However, it is rare to be able to keep a clear head in the face of major issues of right and wrong.

As a family business, Bailoumen has been inherited for thousands of years, and its business is all over the world.

Of course, a Xiuzhen organization like Lingtai Fangcun wants to enter China through the shutter gate and get a share of the market.

"In other words, Lingtai Fangcun, in fact, is not a cultivation organization, but a group of vampires?" Fang Shiyu asked further.

"They are capitalists dressed as cultivators, who want to plunder capital in another way. ”

"Since they are not cultivators, why are they afraid of the cultivators of the Eastern Futu?" Fang Shiyu broke the casserole and asked.