Gradually, around the small building, there were more and more qi refiners.

I don't know how much, I was ordered by the elders to come to inquire about the news, but when I got here, I was attracted by the truth that Fang Cun said, and I couldn't move my steps for a while, and the more I listened, the more fascinated I became, and there were many who let their own disciples come here to investigate, but when they saw that the disciples didn't come for a long time, they also changed their appearance and went upstairs, but after hearing it, they gradually became obsessed.

There are even some people who were dismissive, but after listening carefully, they actually think it makes sense.

Fang Er Gongzi was only in the Condensing Light Realm, and his preaching was only in such a small building, and he did not use his mana when he spoke, so it was naturally impossible to affect the entire Qingjiang City, but inexplicably, the entire Qingjiang City seemed to have become quiet at this time.

It seems that in the whole city, only the sound of Fang Cun preaching.

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"Everything is empty, but the heart is true, and only the intention is existing!"

"Yes, in addition to reading, passing, spitting, and taking pills, there is one more important thing for practice, that is, to do things, my generation was born between heaven and earth, and there is a thousand feet of qi in the chest, but it rolls down the red dust, and is infected with three poisons and seven harms, but it erodes the mind, the Tao is declining, the heart is damaged, and the cultivation is gradually destroyed, the sage is not complicated to read, but the truth is innumerable, why is it difficult to make an inch?"

"There is no other, but I know what it is, I am superficial, all the roots, only in the words know and act!"

"The reason of the heart, the direction of the understanding, and the knowledge and action, can the Tao heart be happy!"

"If the Dao heart is happy, you can see the true meaning of heaven and earth, realize the innate primordial, and cultivate for diligence!"

In the small building, Fang Cun has also talked to the end, smiled at the people who appeared in this small building at some point, and said with a smile: "The so-called cultivation is not so complicated, everyone has innate qi, everyone can practice, and the level of talent is not the same, if you can practice the right path of the heart, break the red dust and wear obstacles, you can be like a god, and the cultivation is like a bamboo......

"This is the principle of the Heart Sutra that I have realized, but to cultivate the spirit, why worry about the obstacles of cultivation?"

When the cultivators heard this, some of them were already very excited.

Suddenly, a voice cried out, "That...... Then we can also practice?"

Everyone subconsciously looked, and saw that the person who spoke was actually a person who brought a big teapot to refill the tea, this was a small guy in the building, and suddenly heard Fang Cun's sermon, and listened carefully for a while, and there was a look of doubt and confusion on his face.

Seeing that everyone looked at him, he was already horrified, his knees were weak, and he almost wanted to kneel.

"Absolutely!"

Fang Cun looked at him with a smile and said, "Everyone has divinity in their hearts, it just depends on how you find it......"

"I ......"

That little guy never expected Fang Cun to answer himself, let alone that he gave himself a positive answer.

For a moment, the whole person was stunned, and stood stupidly in place.

"The theory of the third poison and seven evils of the second son of Fang, Lu Xiao admires it very much, but it is just ...... Something unclear ......"

At this time, a person suddenly spoke softly, and everyone turned their heads to look at it and was shocked.

I saw that it was Lu Xiao, the god-eyed son, who came, and no one knew when he came, let alone how much he had heard.

At this time, he bowed slightly, and said to Fang Cun: "What Fang Er Gongzi said, it is nothing more than the way of breaking the obstacles of the Tao heart, and the way of the heart being straight, Lu has read the classics all over again, and has also seen that the ancients lived in the mountains and wilderness in order to avoid the red dust and distractions, but it is somewhat similar to what Fang Er Gongzi said, but even if the ancients can hide in the red dust, we are all people who roll in the red dust, and there are endless complicated and mundane things......

"I am an immortal of red dust, how can I cultivate my Dao heart?"

Fang Cun looked at him and said with a smile: "Avoiding the mountains and forests, hiding from the red dust and mundane things, it is just to cultivate a quiet heart, it is not beneficial to the world, it has nothing to do with the people, and it cannot be cultivated, but I am waiting to roll in the red dust, see the true nature of the human heart, and go against the general trend, and use the three poisons to refine the heart, and turn the seven injuries into intentions, it is possible to see obstacles and break the obstacles, and cultivate the heart of the Tao without moving, Lu Xiaoyou, ......"

He sighed lightly, looked at Lu Xiao, and said seriously: "In the rolling red dust, you can refine a saint's heart!"

"Rolling Red Dust Refining Saint?"

Divine Eye Son Lu Xiao pondered for a long time before he whispered: "Now that the general trend has been achieved, what has Second Prince Fang refined?"

Or ......"

He looked up at Fang Cun: "How do you practice?"

Fang Cun looked at him, and the two looked at each other in the air, looking a little silent.

After a long time, Fang Cun suddenly smiled and said, "I'm about to refine it for you!"

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At this time, Mr. Fan and the others, who had only come to Qingjiang City half a day later, had already met with the Qi Refiners of the Seven Clans, and just through eye contact, they had already understood what they cared about each other, and then their expressions were a little cool.

In his hand, Mr. Fan was holding a scroll.

This scroll is the result of Lu Xiao, the son of the gods, who rummaged through the ghost official files in the Spirit Mist Sect.

And the Qi Refiners of the Seven Clans brought dragon stones, as well as the latest rumors.

Mr. Fan threw the scroll at the Seven Clans, his expression was cold, and he said in a low voice: "Who would have thought that the ghost official was really from the Shoushan Sect, this little broken sect, the old man originally remembered that their ancestors had made meritorious contributions in Qingjiang, so he kept their standing talismans, but he didn't know that in the little crow's nest, he hid such ambitions, did he really think that the old man would not know how to kill people if he read the virtue of a good life?"

"It's this group of wild dogs that intercepted the people of my seven clans on the way......"

And the Qi Refiners of the Seven Clans were all staring at each other, and they said, "Mr. Fan, how should this matter be decided?"

Mr. Fan's eyes narrowed, he looked in the direction of Xiyun Building in the distance, and said coldly: "The old man has just arrived, and he heard that the second child of ......the Fang family is preaching?

"Well, just look at his sincerity......"

As he spoke, he looked at the Seven Clans and said, "If his dragon stone is not transported......

The people of the Seven Clans glanced at each other, and an old man with a bright head stepped forward and said, "It should be enough!"

"It's just that since the Shoushan Sect dares to do such a thing that is high and high, the old gentleman should also be the master of my seven clans, no matter whether the ghost official is surnamed Xu, or hiding in the back mountain and pretending to be crazy and stupid, or what remnants of the Shoushan Sect have secretly cultivated, the connection between them and the ghost official is difficult to get rid of, such a sect that hides dirt and dirt and harbors evil intentions, does it really have to be kept?"

"That Second Son of Fang, you can spend three hundred dragon stones to buy the Sancheng Spirit Vein of the Shoushan Sect, then my seven clans ......"

Mr. Fan listened to their words for a long time, and just smiled.

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"Mr. Fan and the god-eyed prince are here, it seems that the matter of the ghost official has a result......"

Similarly, in the other direction, the Yunhuan Sect, the Leshui Sect, the Lingwu Sect, and the Dusk Sword Sect, although they met in one place, their faces were somewhat embarrassed and uncomfortable, and several sect masters were also sighing: "Before the Immortal Palace unified the Nine Domains, it was originally our Immortal Sect that respected the Dao, but the appearance of the Immortal Palace, with a divine palace on it, a neutral county government, and a academy under it, made me more and more clumsy, but the power of the family became more and more deep-rooted, and the family of my sect now only looks like a tool......

The Sect Master of the Leshui Sect sighed and said, "Originally, I was still thinking about whether there was a chance to win it, but now I ......"

The Sect Master of the Dusk Sword Sect looked left and right, and whispered, "There are already more and more people from the Seven Clans who have been inserted into the Six Sects......"

Several of them glanced at each other, their eyes a little downcast.

But at this moment, suddenly a loud shout sounded in the distance.

"I'll fuck his grandma!"

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The voice came from the west, extremely loud, and even carried mana, which instantly spread throughout the four fields.

I don't know how many people were alarmed by this scolding street, and turned their heads sharply to look over, and then saw that in the west of the big city of Qingjiang, there was a team of qi refiners stepping on the clouds, and on the clouds were two majestic and righteous old men, one was as thin as firewood, the other was rich, and among them, there was also a pale and wrinkled rich man.

"Sadly, heaven and earth are unfair, even to Si?"

The person who was as thin as wood was the elder Qingsong of the Shoushan Sect, who was looking sad and angry at this time, and shouted loudly: "You are all a century-old family, you are blessed by the emperor's order, and you inherit the incense of the people, but you turn black and white upside down, and you are not afraid of God's curse?"

A sad shout suddenly attracted many eyes, and they all looked suspicious.

"What the hell, is there any reason left?"

And at this time, the Hanshi Elder beside him had already scolded: "The old man of the Seven Clans is immortal, you have taken enough benefits, you occupy the name of the Immortal Palace, and the people below are worshipping you and eating, but how dare you do such a hurtful thing, and you are fornicating with demons, and you are openly killing people and destroying people, bastards, are you not afraid of retribution?"

"What?"

The two elders of the Shoushan Sect appeared, and they immediately scolded them, which immediately caused chaos in the entire Qingjiang City.

No one expected them to come out of nowhere.

Whether it was the Six Sects, the Seven Clans, or the scattered cultivators from all over the country, they were already a little confused at this time.

"How bold ......"

After being stunned for a moment, Mr. Fan and the others reacted.

They had already obtained the empirical evidence in their hands, and they could be sure that the ghost official must be inseparable from the Shoushan Sect, and at this time, they were thinking about how to deal with the Shoushan Sect and which step they should take to be considered sufficient, but they didn't expect that they would actually take the initiative to show up......

Doesn't show up, but he still makes a big fuss in front of people first, and the wicked sue first?

Especially now is a critical time, Mr. Fan is even more furious, and stepped forward to shout: "Wait!"

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The roar of anger was gone, and the whole city was silent.

Seeing Mr. Fan speak, no one dared to make a noise for a while.

In the entire Qingjiang, no one dared to be disrespectful to Mr. Fan.

Even those people in the Divine Palace who harbored misfortunes were respectful to Mr. Fan on the surface.

But Mr. Fan didn't expect that just when he stopped everyone and was about to stride forward and scold the two old men of the Shoushan Sect who were full of nonsense, he suddenly saw the thin Qingsong Elder, who suddenly turned his head to look at him, with a sad and indignant face, and shouted: "Fan Jun stop, wait for the people to be in the sky, the living saints, but see the profit and forget the righteousness, the conscience is lost, is this heart at ease?"

Elder Hanshi jumped to the side and scolded: "You, stinky and shameless!"