Chapter 0257 Transmission Gong

At the entrance of the building, the fat man looked at Qin Jie, who was still kneeling in the distance, his face was still full of worry.

"Xiaofan, do you really want to take Qin Jie as an apprentice?"

"Any questions?"

"Aren't you afraid that the Qin family will learn your skills and take revenge on you?"

Mo Fan patted the fat man and smiled.

The fat man didn't know the use of the two medals in his hand, if the Qin family really wanted to retaliate, it would be enough for him to crush this medal.

Besides, is he really that easy to retaliate?

"Fatty, in this world, you can be afraid of anything, but there is no need to be afraid that others are stronger than you, it is better to promote yourself than others, you yourself are strong enough, you don't need to be afraid of anyone, it doesn't matter if you lose. ”

The fat man listened to Mo Fan's words, stared at Mo Fan strangely, and then smiled sheepishly.

"That makes sense, then you can give me the ability to memorize 600 ancient poems, when I run out of money, I will go to Macau or Las Vegas, it will take a long time. ”

600 ancient poems can be remembered, there is certainly no problem with memorizing a pair of poker, and entering the casino is not the same as picking up money.

Maybe you can be a gambling king or something in the future.

"Do you think you can leave alive?" Mo Fan said with a blank look.

This fat dead man knows how to make money, and he doesn't know the danger of money at all.

The money has reached a level where it is neither high nor low, maybe it's okay, not many people will blush.

For example, the fat family, like their family, has a lot of rich people, more people than they have rich, who will pay attention to their family.

If you cross this line, you become a prey, and if you are not strong enough, you will die.

In his previous life, his strength was seriously inconsistent with the resources he mastered.

As an immortal medical immortal, he has accumulated countless resources in just 500 years, and even the master is a little envious of him.

However, he only has the cultivation of the peak of Jindan, but the resources on his body are even hot for Mahayana masters.

So he was blown up by the martial god Jun Moxie with a punch, and even Feng Wu died at Jun Moxie's hands, which is a lesson from the past.

In his previous life, the fat man could be regarded as doing his family's business thriving, and there were convenience stores opened by him in office buildings in Jiangnan Province.

Many people want to join, the franchise fee is 5 million, and many people imitate his store, other brands have appeared, and the monofilament business is not as good as the fat man.

The fat man can be regarded as proud of life, but the last car will kill the fat man.

If the fat man has the strength of the foundation building period, it may not be the fat man who will die, but the killer.

He could have grabbed the car with one hand and threw it all away when it drove by.

"It seems that it is also oh, then I will kneel for you too, and you will also take me as an apprentice?" the fat man thought for a moment and smiled evilly.

Mo Fan is so powerful, he has long been a little itchy, but he didn't like to suffer losses so he didn't ask Mo Fan to teach him.

"You are my brother, you don't have to kneel, I will help you find a way. Mo Fan said angrily.

In this life, the fat man is never allowed to die on the street like in the previous life, even if history repeats itself, he will chase the fat man back to the Nine Shadows Yellow Spring.

However, if the fat man is given strength, he himself can fight the enemy, and it will be good for the fat man from now on.

It is better to teach a man to fish than to teach him to fish.

"What's the solution?" said the fat man, expectantly.

Mo Fan was a little at the center of the fat man's eyebrows, and a scripture appeared in the fat man's mind.

The fat man was stunned for a moment, and it felt like a dream.

Mo Fan just clicked on him, and there was an extra scripture in his mind that he didn't understand at all, which was constantly circulating, which was very magical, and it felt like an immortal in TV.

"What is this?" asked the fat man after a long time.

"Exercises?"

"Gongfa, is there really such a thing, for example, is it powerful to come to the Divine Palm?" the fat man asked in surprise.

He often watches TV and naturally knows the exercises, but do they really exist on the earth?

"Just try it. "The Divine Palm is just a martial art, and the Divine Palm he gives to the fat man is much more subtle.

The fat man just thought about it, and his face showed excitement, Mo Fan is so powerful, even the Qin and Luo families are not his opponents, and if there is no divine object like Gongfa, he can't do it.

"How am I supposed to practice, tell me?"

Since he was a child, he wanted to pick up a book of martial arts secret techniques and become a martial arts master, but he is still just a fat man.

Who would have thought that he would actually get a piece of exercise.

"You just need to meditate regularly every night and take it with the kind of pill I refined for you. Mo Fan said angrily.

With his understanding of the fat man, it is definitely impossible for the fat man to practice as hard as Zhou Jie and Qin Jie, and if he is given a dragon absolute, he can't even stick to a formula, so he will be thrown aside.

After thinking about it for a long time, he remembered that this exercise is suitable for fat people, this exercise is called Xuanwu Zhenjing, which is a complete martial arts double cultivation exercise, and it is also the treasure of the Xuanzong sect.

As long as you continue to meditate and condense the true scriptures, these condensed true scriptures will cultivate the divine consciousness and the body, and practice both martial arts.

It makes up for the shortcomings of the martial artist's difficulty in driving the law and the poor body of the law cultivator.

When you first start cultivating, even if you don't comprehend the true meaning of the scriptures, you can still improve your cultivation, and the fat man only needs to meditate and meditate every day, which is almost the same as being in a daze.

Once one or two of these scriptures are comprehended, the corresponding spells and martial arts will appear for the practitioner to use.

If the fat man is talented enough, it is not impossible to practice until he is in infancy, and even if he can't practice, self-preservation is not a problem.

"Meditation, do you mean to be in a daze and daydream?" asked the fat man curiously.

In addition to eating, drinking and money, he also likes to be in a daze and fantasize out of thin air.

If you can even cultivate in a daze, it's really cool.

“”

Mo Fan frowned, gave the fat man a cold look, and ignored him.

"You have to remember that if you have to, you must not show your strength. ”

Gongfa is also a double-edged sword, which is good to use in the sword world, but not to be used in the streets.

The fat man nodded, how could he not understand the truth of being rich and not revealing wealth.

"Don't worry, even if someone beats me, I don't have to, by the way, can I pass on this exercise to others?"

"It can be passed on to your future son, your father is too old, and it is useless to cultivate now. Mo Fan said.

Since he gave it to the fat man, it is the fat man's thing.

"How do I pass it on?" the fat man asked, scratching his head.

He felt like he had a bunch of stuff in his head, but it felt very strange that he couldn't write it down when he was asked to write it down.

"When you get to my cultivation, it's fine. Mo Fan pouted and said.

He used his divine sense to transmit the exercises, which was to prevent anyone from stealing the exercises.

The fat man nodded, suddenly thought of something wrong, and then asked curiously:

"Okay, wait, how do you know I'll be a son in the future, why not a daughter, you figured it out again?"

Mo Fan frowned, and said to the fat man again.

The fat man and Huang Yaoyao had two children in their previous life, both of whom were boys.

"Hide the essence in the bones, now the essence is in the eyebrows, and I also want to have a daughter, don't think about it. ”

The fat man pursed his lips, although he was a little depressed, and he didn't ask much.

Mo Fan can pass on his exercises, just like in Xianxia TV, what must be anything.

A son is a son, and it's not bad.