"Is it made by immortals?" Zhang Fan shook his head, when did the practitioners of Buddhism be so crazy and write such a plaque "Heaven and earth for food", this is to eat heaven and earth!

In Zhang Fan's earliest impression, Buddhist practitioners are the kind of cultivators who are compassionate and compassionate, and the country of Huazhi must be a country of kindness of the Holy Spirit. Later, I learned that no matter where it was, there was a dark power, and it was the same in Buddhism, and some practitioners in Buddhism distorted the original intention of the Buddha and became demons......

Just like the scar monk who was going to kill him before, he suddenly came to Xia Zhiguo to find him for some reason, making him lose his soul slashing sword.

"It's really the immortals who did it. The middle-aged man was afraid that Zhang Fan would not believe it, so he said directly, "Many people here can testify, that immortal once came here, and he left that plaque for some reason." ”

"Alas!" Zhang Fan sighed, he didn't know what to say, Buddha? He didn't want to get contaminated, but now it seemed that he had to go in and eat.

Step forward.

"A few seniors, please!" The sergeant bent down and invited them.

......

Liu Bingxing and the others followed behind, and they didn't say a word all the way, in the eyes of the middle-aged people, they might be cold and didn't want to speak.

With Zhang Fan's strength in the Xuanying realm, how could it be an ordinary person who followed him, he must be a senior brother. If Zhang Fan is so strong, then these people will not be too weak.

Zhang Fan chose a table that was enough for four people to sit down, and Liu Bingxing and the others sat down, and the table was already full at this time. Zhang Fan glanced at the middle-aged man and said, "Fellow Daoist, I'm sorry, this table is already full." ”

The man immediately understood what to do, yes, most of the tables here could only seat four people. But if you want to, it doesn't matter if you move a stool and sit together, but what is Zhang Fan's identity, that is a young genius, compared to him, a middle-aged cultivator who has only cultivated to the psychic realm, he is just an ordinary cultivator, how can he be compared with Zhang Fan, who can reach the upper level.

"A few seniors, I brought Xiao Er here. "The sergeant brought a little Si.

Zhang Fan nodded.

"Senior, the meat here is good, for example, roast chicken, and that pork is also good...... middle-aged cultivator actually introduced them directly to the dishes here, thinking that he has come here quite a few times.

Zhang Fan really didn't want to let the whole person stay here, otherwise how would he leave here, or would he have to tell him if he left here? That is impossible, Zhang Fan thought, it would be best if he could leave directly, and he wouldn't even eat.

But the hunger shown by Liu Li and the others before, there is no way, there should be no war at this time, and it is not a big deal to eat, even if you leave now, there will definitely be a certain danger here.

In what way to leave, wartime, leaving the combat area, that is the practice of desertion, in the Great Xia Kingdom is to be punished, and now is the fiery stage with the demon clan, if there is no background to leave here now, he will leave like this.

Zhang Fan remembered that if it was in wartime, this city might guard this true immortal-level existence.

The current Zhang Fan is very contradictory, but fortunately, he made up a strong man Tang Tianle who didn't have anything to do before, otherwise the other party would ask his own master, so what to say.

"Okay, just do as you say!" Zhang Fan smiled, as if praising the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was also happy and stepped back directly, he was not a boring person, he knew that the other party must have his own privacy, so he didn't go to trouble. Otherwise, it would only make Zhang Fan and others unhappy, at that time, he was "you don't go to heaven if you don't go, and you have no door to hell."

The sergeant also went down......

......

"Dao Chang Mo, what kind of existence are those people?"

"They must be some kind of disciples, if I can follow them in the future, I will have a bright future, but it seems that that senior does not want to see me. The middle-aged man was a little disappointed, he thought that if he could follow Zhang Fan and the others to practice, maybe he could also meet their mysterious grandmaster and teach himself a few tricks, wouldn't it be the best?

But alas, all this does not seem to fit in with reality, how can it be so easy to enter the door of such a person.

When those masters accept disciples, they always have a set, what they like and what they don't like. Some masters even disdain those disciples with very high qualifications, and they want to use the most ordinary ordinary cultivators to train them into peerless geniuses.

This is the purpose of the surname Mo, he has always thought that he has practiced until he is too good and has too few resources, otherwise he would have already become a powerhouse in the cultivation world. It's just that sadly, the cultivators in this world can't recognize his golden stone.

"Daoist Mo, what is it that you said before that we ordinary people can't practice?" The sergeant was a little anxious, he was actually looking forward to the middle-aged man more, and sometimes, he even thought that this middle-aged man was a fairy-like existence, just low-key.

The middle-aged man surnamed Mo sighed and said, "If the human race wants to cultivate to people, if they don't have a spiritual root, then they can't practice, and they can't feel the aura of heaven and earth. ”

In fact, the same fate is connected, and Mo Daochang really wants to help this sergeant, but alas, the sergeant has no spiritual root, that is, he has no luck in cultivation. Those who do not have luck cannot embark on the path of cultivation.

But there is one path that is a little unique, and that is physical cultivation, and if it is physical cultivation, then you don't need spiritual roots to practice.

"Actually, there is another way to practice, but, that path doesn't seem to work, but it seems to allow you to set foot in the cultivation world!"

Speaking here, Zhang Fan who was inside heard it, and Zhang Fan couldn't figure out what the method was, could it be an evil art? That way could indeed allow ordinary people to embark on this path of cultivation.

"In ancient times, there was a kind of cultivator, they were body cultivators, and their concept was to cultivate to the sanctification of the physical body and reach the realm of true immortals, but this road seemed to be impassable. ”

"Why?"

"I don't know, it's a mystery, no one knows why. ”

"Since this is a legendary thing, what is the use of Mo Daochang saying it. ”

"No, I have a physical cultivation chapter in my hand, which is the practice of cultivating physical arts. ”

"Then Mo Dao Chang quickly show it to me. The sergeant was a little impatient.

Zhang Fan didn't expect that this middle-aged man would be so peaceful, and after chatting with a mortal for so long, he thought he was a snob, but now he has changed that opinion.

This kind of person just sees people and talks about people, and he really can't figure out whether he was the real him before, or he is the real him who is still chatting with ordinary people.

Only then did I remember that the middle-aged man had been clinging to them, as if he wanted something out of them......