You must know that for the foundation building monks, they dare not dream of the exercises of distraction and merging realms.

And the exercises of the advanced Yuan Infant are all the treasures of the small world big trading houses, and it is impossible to sell them without great benefits.

Even the exercises from foundation building to Jindan, if ordinary foundation building monks don't have adventures, they won't want to be able to afford it for the rest of their lives.

That's why they couldn't believe it.

Qin Feng didn't bother to explain, and said lightly: "When the sun rises tomorrow, this seat will open a dojo here to preach, and fellow Daoists please tell the nearby monks." ”

Immediately, as soon as Qin Feng raised his hand, more than a dozen trees around him were uprooted, and they were cut into countless planks by invisible force in the void, and when they landed, they had become an exquisite wooden house.

Then, Qin Feng walked in, and the door was closed.

The monks looked at each other in silence for a moment.

The middle-aged monk Wu Jiang spoke, "Everyone, what do you think? The old man felt that there must be something strange about this matter, the law is not passed on to the six ears, how can anyone be so kind and tell the precious Dao for free. ”

The young monk Qian Dalong said disdainfully: "Wu Daoyou, I think you are the heart of a villain, and your predecessors are at least Jindan monks, what do you want?" ”

"Of course, I also think that the matter of teaching the Dao Fa for free is not very credible, maybe this senior has other intentions."

The rest of the foundation building monks also nodded their heads, anyway, they didn't think there was such a good thing.

"Anyway, the old man will never come tomorrow, but the senior said that he would tell the monks around, and the old man immediately went down the mountain and posted the notice at the four city gates." Wujiang Road.

"yes, why waste that time, I won't come." Qian Dalong also agreed.

"That's right, it's better to cultivate by yourself." The rest of the monks also said.

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In Liujia Village, more than ten miles outside the city of Annan, there is a late-stage Qi refining monk who is guiding several juniors to practice.

"Father, big brother, great news......" A sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy ran in excitedly from outside.

The face of the monk in the late stage of Qi refining sank, and he scolded: "Xiaoqiang, my father has always taught you to be calm when you encounter problems, and if the sky collapses in front of you, you have learned from the dog?" ”

At this time, Liu Qiang was out of breath and said: "Father, it's really great news, there has been a notice in the city, saying that tomorrow morning, on Wangtiangang, there will be a senior preaching and teaching, perhaps, this senior will talk about the exercises of refining qi and building a foundation." ”

"Xiaoqiang, this is simply ridiculous, no one will tell this precious Dao method, I think someone must be playing a prank." Liu Wei, the boss of the Liu family, said disdainfully.

At this time, Liu Min, the head of the Liu family, also snorted coldly: "My father has always taught you that pies will not fall from the sky, don't believe in this kind of thing, and practice steadily." ”

Liu Qiang pursed his lips and said, "If you don't believe it, forget it, I'm going tomorrow anyway." ”

Such scenes also occurred in the city of Annam and many villages outside the city.

The full moon hung high in the sky, but there were already many monks on the Wangtian Gang.

"Wu Daoyou, didn't you say that you would never come?" Qian Dalong saw Wu Jiang and couldn't help teasing.

"Qian Daoyou, aren't you here too?" Wu Jiang also smiled.

"I didn't want to come, but after thinking about it, it's just a waste of time, so let's see what this senior wants to do, fellow Daoists, you say yes." Qian Dalong smiled and turned his head to look at the foundation building monks who couldn't say anything, but none of them had fallen.

These foundation-building monks all laughed, and they also revealed the matter and went to the top of Wangtiangang Mountain together.

When Liu Qiang arrived at Wangtiangang, the sun had not yet come out.

It's just that he saw that there were nearly a thousand monks on the mountain, densely packed.

These monks are all trying to take their time to try their luck.

For ordinary monks like them, the opportunity is already rare, as long as there is a 1 in 10,000 chance, they will not give up, and besides, they don't need to pay any price.

Looking at the top of Tiangang Mountain, it is very spacious, not to mention hundreds or thousands of monks, even tens of thousands of monks, it can be accommodated.

Liu Qiang found a vacant lot, sat down cross-legged, and waited with peace of mind.

Not long after, the door of the wooden house opened, and Qin Feng walked out and sat on a boulder.

He didn't say a word of nonsense, and directly began to talk about the inheritance of the Yunxian people that day.

This lineage is very complete, starting from the cultivation of qi before qi practice, to the exercises of the advanced merging realm.

Qin Feng's voice didn't sound loud, but even the people at the back could hear it clearly, as if it appeared directly in his mind.

Those monks who had already refined qi and built a foundation were a little disdainful when they heard that it was only the content of the qi cultivation stage.

But with Qin Feng's narration, their disdain all disappeared and turned into shock, and then they cheered up and indulged in it.

They felt that Qin Feng's narration was very easy to understand, and some doubts that they didn't pay attention to with the breakthrough were suddenly enlightened in Qin Feng's narration.

The monks who practice qi and build the foundation are still like this, and those who cultivate the qi realm are even more obsessed.

Liu Qiang listened to it fascinated, and he felt that compared with this senior, his father was not as good as shit.

Looking at the top of Tiangang Mountain, so many people gathered together, but in addition to the sound of the wind, it was Qin Feng's low voice.

I don't know when it started, but there were many birds parked on the nearby trees, and in the forest, there were many wild animals that came out.

They were all sitting or lying on their stomachs, immersed in Qin Feng's voice.

They didn't generate spiritual intelligence, and what they listened to was not the content, but Qin Feng's voice that seemed to lead them in the darkness.