Chapter 44: The Taixuan Immortal Sutra
"Li Mintong, I actually brought your relatives over to see you. ”
After chatting for a few words, Xu Fan saw that Wang Zhian had been in a daze and didn't speak, so he could only take the initiative to introduce.
"My relative?" Li Mintong was stunned, her eyes fell on Wang Zhi'an, a little surprised, she had never seen Wang Zhi'an, and she didn't remember that she had such a relative.
Wang Zhian reacted and said excitedly: "Yes, I am your big... Uncle. ”
"You talk, I still have something to do, let's go first. ”
"Huh??"
Without waiting for Li Mintong to say anything, Xu Fan strode away, he had already told Wang Zhi'an the address where he lived, and if there was really something, he would naturally come to him.
When driving back to the courtyard, Xu Fan found that someone was sneaking at the door of the courtyard, as if he wanted to go in, but he was afraid of Xiao Hei lying on the ground.
Hearing the sound of the car, the man turned around, and when he saw that it was Xu Fan, his face turned pale with fright, and he turned around and ran.
"Stop!"
Xu Fan stopped.
Instead of listening, the man ran faster.
"Blackie, drive him back. Xu Fan shouted.
Sou!
A dark shadow rushed out at the sound of a surprisingly fast speed, and in the blink of an eye it was in front of the man, baring his teeth and barking wildly at him, forcing the man to retreat step by step.
"Blackie, well done. Xu Fan praised casually.
“... Barking... So happy... It's so fun... Loved the host..."
Xiao Hei happily wagged his tail, and his tail just hit a small stone, and it popped into the wall, smashing out a white mark.
Seeing this scene, Wang Biao gasped, even a dog was so powerful.
"Wang Biao, you still dare to come here?!" Xu Fan said coldly.
"Don't, don't do it, I want to talk to you, I don't want the motorcycle, can you give me back the house?" Wang Biao had a bitter face, he didn't dare to face Xu Fan again in his heart, not to mention him and his subordinates, even if there were twice as many people, it would not be Xu Fan's opponent, as for things like guns and bullets, they didn't have the courage to do it.
But this is his house after all, how can he leave it alone.
Xu Fan frowned, "The rent has already been given to you, there is no need to talk about it, the rent will be said when it expires, you can go, don't force me to do something to you." ”
He doesn't have a good temper with Wang Biao, after all, Wen Ziyang and Li Yunlong were injured because of Wang Biao and other gangsters.
Xu Fan no longer paid attention to Wang Biao and drove straight to the courtyard.
Wang Biao wanted to chase in, but Xiao Hei looked at him with fierce eyes, and could only sigh helplessly.
At this time.
After Wen Ziyang and Li Yunlong slept all morning, they were both concentrating on imagining the immortal root. Xi Jie and Xu Fan imagined the immortal root one after another, and the extraordinary power they possessed greatly stimulated them.
Xi Jie is also practicing.
Xu Fan didn't disturb them, returned to his room, and after closing the door, the whole room was quiet.
For some reason, there is a long-lost tranquility.
In the past few days, he has been in a busy state, including after relying on the spiritual fluid to reach the late stage of condensation, he has not practiced well to consolidate.
Today's words reminded him that only by laying a good foundation can he go further in the future.
"Mom. ”
"Xiao Fan, please speak, I am your mother's mind. ”
"Mom, I need the basic materials for cultivating immortals that are suitable for my current study. ”
"Okay. ”
After a while, thousands of pages appeared densely in Xu Fan's mind.
He was slightly startled, and then his consciousness sank into his mind, and he carefully read the contents of the page.
Time passes slowly.
Xu Fan was completely immersed in it, hungry and thirsty to absorb the knowledge in it.
He is still a rookie cultivator, he has not been taught by a teacher, and he has not studied systematically.
Although the mind can be regarded as an encyclopedia, he understands everything, but these things do not belong to him, just like a library with all the books, he must write them down in his mind before he can use them at any time.
Fortunately, because of the improvement of cultivation, his memory and reading speed have also improved, and he can read the content on the page at a glance, which is tantamount to a great time saver.
There's a lot to cover in the information.
For example, the relationship between heaven and earth aura, the cultivation of immortals and the structure of the human body, the division of the five elements, how to lay a good foundation, etc.;
Then there are magic weapons, talismans, elixirs, spells, bloodlines, and so on.
Although it is all conceptual theories, what Xu Fan lacks the most at present is theory.
It is not unreasonable to say that theory is the foundation of practice.
In a flash, two days passed.
In the past two days, Xu Fan has not practiced or slept, all his energy is looking at the basic information of cultivating immortals, and the first time he comes into contact with them, they are all very new things for Xu Fan, and the more he looks at them, the more energetic he becomes.
There are thousands of pages, and I finally read about a third.
If you convert it to your previous self, I'm afraid it will take at least five times more time.
Although he hadn't finished reading it yet, his understanding of immortal cultivation had improved significantly, like an empty jar, and finally with water in it, at least it could be shaken loudly.
"I have inhaled a total of seven bottles of spiritual liquid, and I have reached the cultivation of the seventh layer of condensation qi in one breath, if I change to an ordinary immortal cultivator, it is estimated that I will reach the third layer of condensation at most. ”
"Relying on foreign objects to improve too quickly, even if a normal immortal cultivator takes spiritual liquid, he will improve step by step, step by step. Ascending to the sixth-layer small realm in one go, I can't see any problems for a while, and it may be a lot of trouble to build a foundation in the future. ”
Xu Fan was thinking seriously.
"The next step of condensation is to build the foundation realm, if condensation is to just see the gate of cultivating immortals, then building the foundation can be regarded as really stepping into the gate. Building a foundation is the most critical step for immortal cultivators, as the name suggests, building a foundation is to build a foundation, the better the foundation, the greater the future development, and you must not be careless. ”
"Therefore, the most important thing now is not to continue to improve cultivation, but to consolidate. ”
"In addition, I already have an immortal root, and what I need most at the moment is to cultivate the exercises. ”
Cultivating the exercises may be very rare for others, but it is very simple for Xu Fan.
"Mom, I need the cultivation method of the Qi Condensation Period, which is the most suitable for me, the best one. ”
After a while, an exercise called "Taixuan Immortal Sutra" came to mind.
"Xuanzhi and Xuan, it is for the ...... of Taixuan"
However, just looking at the first sentence, Xu Fan felt a big head for a while.
It's more esoteric than classical Chinese.
"Mom, isn't there a vernacular version, or is there an annotation?"
"No, every word of the "Taixuan Immortal Sutra" has its own deep meaning, and everyone will understand it differently, and the immortal law relies on enlightenment, not reading. The hollow voice rang out as always.
Xu Fan was speechless, and decided to suspend his cultivation of the exercises, and locked up in the house for two consecutive days, it was time to go out and see the condition of his roommates.
He walked out of the door, and suddenly his ears moved slightly, and he heard the conversation between Wen Ziyang and Li Yunlong downstairs.
"There's no way, I can't imagine what the fairy root looks like when I'm killed, could it be that I don't have talent?"
"Yunlong, don't be discouraged, I didn't imagine it either. ”
"But Xi Jie and Xu Fan succeeded in one night, and we didn't even feel it for two days in a row. ”