Yan San almost didn't dare to look at Lu Fatzi's face.

As a half-hung Yuan Xiu, Yan San is still in the first order of the first yuan, but if he is asked to slap Lu Fatzi hard, he can imagine that eight-and-a-half-pound face turning into eight-pound rotten meat, and there is still half a catty that may not know where the minced meat will fly.

But he froze at once, choking on the words that he was about to shout in his throat.

It's exactly the same, exactly the same as the first punch. This punch is still real, full, and it is solidly called on Lu Fatzi's eight-and-a-half-pound fat face, and there is no difference in position, on the left cheek.

There was a huge ripple on the fat man's face, and even the appearance of the skeleton under the fat flesh, but the fat man didn't move, his head was slightly deviated, and when the ripples dissipated, Lu Fatzi stood there quietly, his face full of fat and bulging, no bruises, no blood marks, and the oily skin was not broken at all.

Yan San was stunned, and Qian Guang was also stunned. Half of Qian Guang's face was already swollen and glowing, purple and purple, and the blood in his half-open mouth was dripping down with Halazi, like a fool.

"Yuan Xiu, I forgot to tell you, me too, I'm a physical cultivator!" Lu Zhan's face twitched, this time Yan San felt obvious, he should have laughed. "It's my turn!"

Lu Zhan slowly raised his hand and pressed it on Qian Guang's shoulder, and then his other hand was slowly raised, and a fierce light appeared in his eyes that were covered by fat and only two gaps, as if he wanted to eat people. It's hard to imagine what will happen to this slap. The brain bursts, the flesh and bones fly, will the head fly?

The audience was silent, and Lu Fatzi had a few diehard loyalists with smiles on their faces, obviously predicting the fate of the money mouse.

"Plop"

Qian Guang trembled like a pendulum, knelt down and kowtowed to the ground, then shook Suo Suo and reached into his arms, took out his wallet, and put it on the ground respectfully, then looked at Lu Zhan with a pleading eye, and said in his mouth: "Master Yang, the goose is wrong, let go of the goose and the goose, let the goose gobly." (Master Lu, I was wrong, let me go)'

Lu Zhan smiled, this time he really smiled, and his white teeth were exposed. But Yan San only felt a chill rising to his heart, and an indescribable fear lingered. Lu Fatzi lifted Qian Guang with one hand and said, "Since you admit defeat, you should honor what you said, which leg you choose!"

Qian Guang's face was colorless, he looked at Lu Zhan with blank eyes, and hurriedly said, "The goose is wrong, the master, the ancestor......

When Lu Zhan lifted Qian Guang up on one leg, Qian Guang was almost hissing, and said in a loud voice: "Dad, Dad, Grandpa, you are a goose father...... accompanied by a crisp click, I don't know if it hurts or is pleading, Qian Guang let out a long breath: "Daddy......" unconscious.

The courtyard was extremely silent, and the falling needles could be heard, and Yan San only felt that his legs and stomach were shaking, and he was a little urgent. One leg, broken sugar cane generally folded into a strange shape, this kind of scene in the eyes of a group of honest soil buns, too thrilling, a group of people look at Lu Fatzi's eyes like seeing evil ghosts, two timid half-grown children desperately hold back crying, tears flowed vigorously, the mouth was flat and flat, dare not cry. Although the fat man is still the same fat man, even the corners of his clothes don't seem to have moved half a minute.

The fat man continued to explain the rules, and he couldn't see the expression on his fat face, but everyone's eyes didn't dare to leave the fat face for a moment, even Yan San, a person who was as fat as a baked cake, rarely had a rule, but he thought about what Lu Fatzi had just said in his mind: "Physical cultivation. 』

After the rules were finished, the people in the courtyard had already behaved so much that they couldn't be more disciplined, Yan San returned to the corner of the wall to pick up his luggage, and was about to ask the old monkey where to stay, when Lu Zhan suddenly stopped him, "Wait a minute, your name is ...... What's going on?'

"Yan San. 』

"Oh, yes, Yan San. You live in my yard with me, the little guy in my yard has run away, and I am in short of a subordinate, and I am still working here during the day, and my salary has doubled;'

Yan San wished that he could get as far away from this fat man as possible, but can he say no now? With a loud bang, one leg broke like a sugar cane! This picture suddenly appeared in Yan San's mind. So he replied meekly, "Yes. 』

The place where Lu Zhan lives is really wide enough, a single yard, it is not necessarily bigger than the scene of "Riding the Wind and Happiness Building", but the furniture and decoration inside are much more luxurious.

Lu Fatzi led this Yan San to a house and told him that he lived here, and Lu Fatzi lived opposite, and if there was anything to say hello, he would go over, and don't sleep too hard at night.

"It's going to be ...... at night. Serve the urinal?' Yan San asked suspiciously, It's nothing if you don't sleep too hard, Yan San himself is a clever person, he is alone without a father or mother, and his sense of security is seriously lacking, every time there is a disturbance, Yan San must wake up.

"If you want to serve it, I can also buy a urinal and put it in the room so that you can get it." Lu Fatzi replied.

"That's still free. Yan San said busily. Just kidding, Yan Sanye would rather be slapped by you than help you pour the urinal, the so-called 'Shi can be killed but not humiliated', it's a big deal to ask Qu Xiucai to cut you.

"Hmm. Lu Zhan took a short step and walked away.

"Yan San, do you know Yuan Xiu?" As soon as he put away his luggage and made the bed, Lu Zhan stood behind Yan San at some point, and asked lightly. Frightened, Yan San jumped on the bed and put on a posture, and when he saw that it was Lu Fatzi, he put his heart at ease and jumped out of bed, with two shoe prints on the sheets.

Yan Sanxin said No wonder the previous guy ran away, fat man, you are a ghost like you and there is no footsteps, I have to prepare a urinal in the room, it is easy to be scared of urine insipidus. But he replied, "Yes, I am a monk myself! By the way, Master Lu, what is the matter with the physical cultivation you mentioned, it seems to be much more powerful than the Yuan cultivation!"

Yan San is a little good, self-cooked. He immediately said, "Ah, I'm sorry, I should call you Steward Lu, but I'm not in Zuiyue Tower now, it's okay to call you Master Lu, or call you Brother Lu?"

"It's Master Lu, you have a good mouth." Lu Zhan's face twitched, he should have smiled, and then asked, "You are also Yuan Xiu?" 』

"How embarrassing is this, I hit it very hard, and even I am afraid of myself. Yan San said honestly, in fact, he also knew that his ability was not very easy to use in front of Lu Zhan, at least now he couldn't reach the momentum of a money mouse. Momentum is directly proportional to strength in most cases.

"If you hit you......

Before the words fell, Yan San unceremoniously punched the fat man's shoulder, "Little, this is called a sudden surprise", just now he was silently mobilizing Ling Yuan, and now while Lu Zhan was not paying attention, he wanted him to suffer a dark loss, so he immediately flew out with a punch and was caught off guard. Hmph, the third master never plays cards according to the rules.

"Pop ......" Yan San only felt that his palm was like hitting a ball of cotton, soft and empty, as if he had hit, but it didn't seem to have hit, and he felt very uncomfortable as if he had used the wrong force.

Lu Zhan didn't move at all, and his fat body perfectly rippled Yan San's strength to even eat milk. A sense of frustration rose in Yan San's heart, and he vaguely felt that even if he called Qu Xiucai, he would not be able to please him.

"Not bad, kind of interesting. It is indeed a monk, and it hasn't been long since he has just cultivated his vitality, right?Well, no, the strength of the physical body is not right, are you still refining the body?' Lu Zhanhun didn't care about Yan San's sneak attack, his face trembled, and he frowned. The fat man's two eyebrows are easy to recognize, so that he can't feel the expression;

"Refining? No, in addition to the 'Qingfeng Jue', I have practiced another rice bucket skill...... I said, I don't know, Master Lu, do you believe it?" Yan San was entangled, isn't the Heavenly King Jue a body refining technique?

"That's right, boy, congratulations, you've officially stepped into the ranks of the dual cultivation of the spirit body. Haha, I can't imagine that I really met this kind of 'talent'!" Lu Zhan laughed, laughing so much that his fat body shook and his flowers trembled;

After half a ring, Yan San asked again and again, and Lu Zhan stopped laughing and explained to Yan San.

Since ancient times, there have been three ways of cultivation in the Mangfu Continent: spirit, body, and soul.

Cultivating is like seeking the other side in the vast sea.

"Physical cultivation" emphasizes the strength of oneself, using the body as a weapon to impact the boundary between heaven and man, that is, "boat solid" says, the boat is the body, and the body is strong in order to withstand the wind and waves, and only then can it reach the cornerstone of the other side; "Spiritual cultivation" pays attention to techniques, borrowing the power of heaven and earth to reach the other side of heaven and man, that is, "sailor" says that without a wise sailor, no matter how strong the ship is, no matter how clear the direction is, it will only spin in place, and if you do not borrow wind and water power, you will get twice the result with half the effort, most of the time will be consumed innocently, and the other side is far away; Then pay attention to the detachment of the soul, clear the fog and see the ahead, as long as the direction is clear, you can reach the other side, that is, the "helmsman" said.

These three ways contradict each other, but also rely on each other, all have merits, and there are also superior people to reach the other side, it is impossible to say which is better and which is worse, if you have to earn a long and short, it can only be summarized in four words - different from person to person.

"Isn't it over with three repairs, the boat is solid, the sailor is skilled, and the helmsman guides the course, I understand all such simple truths." Yan Sandao had already begun to think in his heart, where to find a soul cultivation kung fu to start the path of three cultivations, and at the same time, he couldn't help but worry about the IQ of these cultivators.

"Well, that's smart. While building a ship, I learned to manipulate the wind and water, and at the same time learned to observe the wind direction of the weather...... But ah, God only gives mortals a hundred years of life, but they can cross this boundless ocean for hundreds or thousands of years. Yes, the more the cultivator can increase his longevity later, but he is just fighting with the sky, running through time, becoming an immortal and a Buddha, and living forever, otherwise a handful of loess will be wiped out. There are still the vast majority of those who can't escape! Don't talk about three cultivations, that is, double cultivation, single cultivation, how many people can finally transcend? You are a smart person, but how many fools are there in the Yuan cultivators?"

Yan San was stupid, and said unconvincedly: "Someone is particularly talented, and someone can get help from many masters?"

Lu Zhan sighed and said: "The genius of the Yuan cultivator does not know how many, the royal relatives and sect seeds born with the golden key are more like the carp that crosses the river, but the ending of these people, as far as I know, none of them can break through the void, some things are not controlled by external forces, practice and practice, in the final analysis, you still have to cultivate, you have to do it, this world has never relied on ancestors, relying on sects, The immortals who are raised by dedication, these people are better than mortals from the foundation, I don't know how much, the starting steps are high, all kinds of things, without hard work, without fighting, the formation of habits has become a shackle, and the tiger who has never seen blood will only die in the end to the jackal. Genius genius, work hard to compete with the sky, only if you win is called a genius, and if you lose, you are waste. 』 Physical cultivation, spiritual cultivation, and soul cultivation, respectively, condense and control the blood element, spirit element, and soul element, which are also collectively referred to as yuan cultivation. The Qingfeng Recipe that Yan San learned is a spiritual recipe.

Yan San scratched his head and said, "I don't know what you're talking about, but it feels very reasonable. He vaguely felt that this fat man was not as simple as it seemed.

Lu Zhan's face twitched, and then said, "To put it simply, the road to becoming an immortal is all three. A mortal, rootless and baseless like duckweed, single cultivation is already very difficult, two days off is equal to busy, three repairs are better than going home and dreaming. Hehe, Yan San'er, I advise you to make a decision as soon as possible whether to cultivate your spirit or your body, otherwise you will not be able to see the road ahead. 』