The Fang Mansion is the largest mansion in Liuhu City, and there are two stone lions at the door.

One tilts his head, one grins!

When the people in Liuhu City saw it, they all said that the second son of the Fang family was not serious, and the two stone lions were not serious.

When the young ladies passed by the Fang Mansion, they would say that they always felt that the two lions were staring at them with malicious intentions.

However, countless people touched it in the middle of the night, and it was two stone lions, not alive.

But when Fang Cun placed the inkstone on the top left of the bookcase, the two stone lions seemed to have some changes faintly, at first glance, they were still like that, tilting their heads and grinning without a proper shape, but the Fang family house behind them had faintly changed.

The house is still the same house, but it seems slightly unreal.

It was also at this time that Fang Cun had already held an umbrella and came to the courtyard.

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The umbrella is a very ordinary-looking old umbrella, with black oilcloth as the surface and black paulownia wood as the umbrella handle, no pattern on it, it looks old and worn, only at the umbrella handle, engraved with horizontal and vertical lines, only at the umbrella handle, engraved with horizontal and vertical lines.

Every line represents a monster or evil cultivator that Fang Cun has killed, since the age of fourteen, he has been looking for these demons lurking in Liuhu City, and then either through killers, or through some unknown methods, these monsters are sent to hell, strictly speaking, almost none of these demons died at his hands, but they all died because of him.

Killing demons and saving the people is merit.

This umbrella is an umbrella with endless merits.

"Titicaca......"

The divine thunder rolled down, all hit the black umbrella, and then collapsed and disappeared.

This ordinary old umbrella, which looks inconspicuous at all, can actually hold down those divine thunders at this time.

In other words, it is not the old umbrella that supports the divine thunder, but the merit on the umbrella that supports the divine thunder.

Fang Cun could feel that as the divine thunder fell, something invisible on the umbrella was dispersing, but at the same time, it also helped him block these strange divine thunders that seemed to contain endless destruction, evil, chaos and madness, and annihilated each other......

The scene seems to be real and illusory, so that Fang Cun does not know whether he is in reality or illusion, and only feels that he is experiencing a nightmare.

The continuous divine thunder seemed to fall endlessly, and he didn't know when he would wake up.

"Heaven and earth have no reward, I know good and evil!"

Fortunately, just when he felt that his whole mind was about to collapse and his brain was about to crack, the dark divine thunder above his head gradually weakened, and under the endless divine thunder, in the firmament, a huge list suddenly appeared, the list was so big, as if to cover the entire heaven and earth, it was full of words one after another, like human names, like records, exuding endless ferocity.

Fang Cun tried his best to look at the top of the list, trying to see the handwriting on it.

But between his glances, he only saw the first line of handwriting: Heavenly Dao is brilliant, my Dao is not lonely!

At the same time as he saw these eight words clearly, suddenly the list fell.

At this moment, it was as if the entire sky had fallen, and it just fell on the top of Fang Cun's head.

The weight seemed to crush him!

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"Hoo ......"

Fang Cun suddenly woke up, and he saw that he was still in the study, and the old umbrella was just in his hand.

"That was ...... just now"

Thinking of the hallucinations he had in his previous dreams, he felt like he couldn't even breathe.

"Is it really just a dream?"

An extremely strange feeling arose in Fang Cun's heart, but at the same time as this thought arose, he suddenly felt that his eyes had become dark again, as if he was looking directly at the endless night, but in the darkness in front of him, a scroll emerged from the depths of the darkness, and unfolded silently, and one after another, simple and vigorous fonts began to emerge on it.

Heavenly Dao merit spectrum.

Liuhu square inch, innate qi two inches ninety-eight.

After that, there is the word merit, and after the merit, there is a slightly smaller handwriting that slowly manifests.

Six thousand thoughts!

And the number of 6,000 thoughts is also slowly changing, and finally it becomes 3,000 thoughts.

"It's ......"

Fang Cun was slightly stunned, and then he felt that countless thoughts had risen in his heart.

This thought, like emanating from a scroll, took the initiative to pour into his heart, a very strange feeling, as the thought entered his heart, slowly dissolved, he naturally understood many things, deeply imprinted in his heart......

"Heavenly Dao Merit Spectrum ......"

"Transform merit and reverse cause and effect......"

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“......”

"This ...... This is my brother's golden finger?"

On Fang Cun's face, some subtle expressions gradually appeared.

My brother really put his biggest secret in this letter!

He finally understood why his brother wrote a letter to himself before, ordering him to kill demons and be kind to others!

It turned out that he had been ready to pass on this secret to himself!

It turns out that in order to inherit this Heavenly Dao merit spectrum, in addition to reciting the eight-character secret mantra repeatedly, you also need to go through this strange test.

If it weren't for these merits of slaying demons and destroying demons on weekdays, he might have been killed by that weird divine thunder just now, right?

His mind is on the word merit, and he can even see where these merits come from.

There are three monsters in the white demon creek in the south of Liuhu City, counting 1,500 thoughts.

Liu Hang, the thief of Chifen Ridge, counted four hundred thoughts.

Beigong Demon Cultivator Zheng Lin, counting 1,200 thoughts!

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These are all demons that Fang Cun uses means to get rid of.

He had done all of this in secrecy before.

The people of Liuhu City only knew that these demons that harmed one party had been eliminated, but no one knew that these things were related to the second son of the Fang family.

In the previous life, there were rumors that people did good deeds, even if no one knew about them, but they also saved yin virtue, and there would be good fortune.

If you do evil things, even if you hide it from the world, you will damage your yin virtue, and sooner or later you will have evil retribution.

These words are more like comforting people, good people do not live long, and there are many things that have been left behind for thousands of years.

But I didn't expect that in this world, there really appeared such a strange treasure, which could convert what he had done into merit and display it on this strange scroll, as if it was some kind of reward, and it was calculated very clearly.

Before, he relied on these merits to resist the dark divine thunder, pass the test, and finally inherit this Heavenly Dao merit spectrum.

This is the reason why you can obtain the Heavenly Dao merit spectrum.

Others, even if they could discover the secrets of the letter, could not withstand the test.

In other words, if you don't have so much merit, you won't be able to get a glimpse of the mystery of the faith.

The specific reason, Fang Cun can't say clearly, he only knows that his brother specially sent this letter to himself, hiding the mystery in it, and after touching the mystery, he has to go through such a terrifying test, so he must have expected all kinds of situations.

"Fang Ruler, Fang Ruler, is this the secret of your genius brother becoming a genius......

Fang Cun Liang for a long time, only his mind moved slightly, the darkness in front of him dissipated, the scroll disappeared, he was still holding the letter, stunned, as if nothing had happened, only the tide was surging in his heart, and his thoughts rose and fell: "Three years ago, you started to let me, a child who had just turned fourteen, to kill those fierce and terrifying demons, just for this?"

"You arranged for me to get rid of the demon early, and you wrote this letter before entering the Eternal Night Wasteland, hiding such a mystery......"

"Is it because you knew you couldn't come back from the wasteland?"

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“......”

Through these arrangements, Fang Cun got a glimpse of some of his brother's experience.

Suddenly, he seemed to vaguely understand that maybe his brother had expected such a day!

But since you have expected it for a long time, why not find a way to avoid it?

He shook his head helplessly, but fell into a kind of trance for a while.

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"Innate qi is two inches and ninety-eight, this is my talent?"

That afternoon, Fang Cun did not continue to read the letter, but locked it in a drawer, stroked his forehead for a while, and then went to comfort his parents, and instructed the housekeeper to prepare for his brother's funeral.

It wasn't until late at night that he lay back on the couch that he closed his eyes and continued to study this Heavenly Dao merit spectrum.

Looking at the innate qi that was displayed, he was slightly curious.

Previously, he had only roughly measured it with the earthy method of running with his breath closed, but he didn't know his specific innate qi.

Now this Heavenly Dao merit spectrum has been directly manifested to himself......

Two inches and ninety-eight, which is two points worse than the apprenticeship selection standard of Baixiang Academy, is indeed not good......

That was, of course, before.

Now, since there is a spectrum of merits in the Heavenly Dao......

Fang Cun slowly savored the idea that the Heavenly Dao merit spectrum had been put into his sea of consciousness before, and after comprehending it, he slowly stretched out a finger and probed into the void, in fact, he slowly pointed his finger to the number on the merit spectrum in front of him.

"Consume my merits, make up for my innate ......"

He thought to himself, his finger lightly touching the number.

As soon as he turned it, he saw that the number of merits of 3,000 was changing, and it became 2,700 thoughts.

And his own innate qi suddenly rose, from two inches and ninety-eight, to three inches and one.

Fang Cun blinked, calculating the conversion standard here, and then he felt a slightly cool qi machine, which entered the body from the forehead, and turned into a rolling warm current, soaking the whole body, integrating into the blood, and then with the flow of blood, he quickly walked all over his body, and countless pores on his body, as if they were all opened at this time, blending with the qi between heaven and earth.

It's hard to describe what it's like.

It's like killing ten cans of Red Bull in one go, and it's like soaking in a pool at forty-two degrees for half an hour.

"This is what it feels like to change your innate qi?"

Fang Cun himself was a little stunned: "It's like a fifty-year-old frail uncle, who suddenly returned to the eighteen-nineteenth junior brother......"

Fang Cun's heart was inexplicably excited for a while.

He knew what this seemingly small change meant.

The Qi Refiners even thought that the innate qi that could not be changed at all could be easily improved!