The world is an actor

Chapter 159 Fang Xiu's improved qi formula, the effect of cultivating immortals has been tested! (seeking subscription)
"I heard that 110 of those mercenaries came, but in the end only less than [-] returned intact!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, that's a tragedy. According to Wei Kun, the little mercenary bosses have been crushed into minced meat. The carp in the No. [-] hot water lake now glow green when they see people's eyes!"

"The No. 80 hospital at Ursa Major [-] took over the job of reshaping the bodies of mercenaries, and specially sent three interstellar mobile medical arks here. It seems that they want to make a fortune with the program team!"

"I sent off Lao Zhen yesterday for the finale. Good guy, there is only half of his head left. If Fang Xiu's sword is a little bit more off, the program team only needs to pay the death compensation. Lao Zhen has been telling me not to approach Fang Xiu." Within ten miles!"

"He lost his mouth, how could he talk to you!"

"Tch, do you know the Morse code?"

"Can you have some emotion in your nonsense, people are really afraid!"

"How many years have it been since the unification, can you change the accent of your Gada? Come out and play, and you can understand Mandarin!"

"Speaking of business, what should Fang Xiu do?"

In Kuhan Temple, the courtyard walls are dilapidated, with air leaks everywhere, and weeds grow wantonly in the gaps between the broken floor tiles, just like the hearts of actors squatting all over the courtyard.

be terribly upset.

"Hey!"

When Fang Xiu was mentioned, all the actors sighed in unison.

The dust on the ground is missing a layer.

When did actors become a high-risk profession?
"Come on, as long as you act according to the script and don't suffer from occupational diseases, safety should be fine, right?" Zhao Zhijing rubbed his hands.

"As long as we don't do anything, just talk and persuade others, Fang Xiu is unlikely to get angry. After all, we just verbally wronged him for a few days!"

Master Qingsong's voice sounded very unassuming.

"Momentum, show off our acting skills, Fang Xiu doesn't know that we are really weak!" Abbot Hanku smiled coldly.

"My little fresh meat made my debut!"

"Shut up, when you get the money, why don't you say you have no acting skills!"

"Let's take your places, Fang Xiu is already coming this way!"

Seeing that the time was almost up, all the actors in the yard picked up their props and prepared to go to their scheduled positions.

In the sky not far away, a miniature high-speed cloud-piercing ship flew towards Kuhan Temple.

"Come, come, new props!"

Geng Fen jumped off the cloud ship in a hurry, holding a bunch of newly equipped energy wave devices in his hands.

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"Almsgiver, the monks of Kuhan Temple are outside, and they don't accept money or dishes. If there is leftover rice or steamed bread, one is enough!"

"The ascetic monk is outside, and there is no weapon on his body. If the benefactor wants to pray, he can go to the Bitter Cold Temple. The Buddha sits down and consecrates the blessing, and he can take it by himself without paying a penny!"

Fang Xiu and Bai Ling'er walked all the way, the closer they were to the Bitter Cold Temple, on the ground below, from time to time, they could see monks wearing shabby robes, walking barefoot.

These monks, although the robes on their bodies have long been washed so that the original color cannot be seen, they are covered with patches, and their exposed skin has also been roughened and dried yellow by the wind and sand in the wilderness, but their eyes are clear and transparent, simple and persistent.

"They are all ascetic monks in the Kuhan Temple. They firmly believe that suffering with their own bodies can share the suffering of all living beings in the world, overcome the suffering of all living beings in the world, and be reborn in bliss."

Bai Ling'er said: "Thus, although they are the branch sects of the Vajra Demon Sect, their philosophy and behavior style are very different from the main sect!"

"In the world of cultivating immortals who come and go, there are still such pure-spirited monks!"

Fang Xiu was a little moved when he heard this.

Compared with the monasteries that have changed their taste and the abbots who ran a big race in the previous life, perhaps this is what a monk should look like.

And when Fang Xiu arrived at the gate of the Bitter Cold Temple, the touch in his heart was even greater.

On the desolate and vast wilderness, an ancient temple with dilapidated courtyard walls looks like an old man lying in the wilderness.

Above the two trembling gates, the plaques are mottled and the gold paint is peeling off, and the words "Bitter Cold Temple" can only be barely distinguished.

If it weren't for the fact that two monks who were nearly fifty years old were cleaning the dead grass and fallen leaves outside the temple gate, Fang Xiu almost thought it was just an abandoned temple.

"The almsgiver has come from a long way, please come into the temple and drink a bowl of hot tea!"

When the two monks saw someone coming, they hung prayer beads in their hands and saluted with palms together. Their voices were flat and their eyes were restrained.

But the "spiritual power" fluctuations that inadvertently emanated from his body were deep and heavy, as if lifting a heavy weight.

"Two masters, we are disciples of Xuantian Haozong. I don't know if real Rouyu of my sect has been here."

Fang Xiu put away the Heiyin sword, cupped his hands in return, secretly surprised.

It was the first time after he advanced to foundation building that he could feel the fluctuation of spiritual power on the practitioner from such a distance.

Is it because after I advanced to build a foundation, my inspiration increased?
Or are these two monks' cultivation realm too deep?

At the very least, Fang Xiu didn't seem to notice similar fluctuations in spiritual power in the patriarch of the Sixteen Tribes of Mangyuan.

"Sponsor Rou Yu is indeed in this monastery, and she is staying with her, as well as Qingsong Daoist of the noble sect and his true disciple Xie Asan!" A monk replied.

"Master Qingsong is also here!"

Fang Xiu frowned slightly.

I have personally seen the "King Kong Is Indestructible Ten Thousand Layers" and the Bingji Jade Bone Xiao written by the real Qingsong who concealed Yaochen.

Afterwards, every time they met each other, Master Qingsong would glance at him coldly from time to time, his eyes flickering, and he wanted to kill him to silence him.

If 20 days ago, Fang Xiu might have felt uneasy, but now it is completely different.

Although he only established the foundation, Daoist Qingsong stepped into the Golden Core and became famous for a long time.

But the cultivation systems of the two sides are completely different, and the level of spiritual power is even more different, which is more than a few blocks away from this world.

Fang Xiu and Taoist Qingsong are like a steel bar fighting a thousand catties of cotton.

The absolute advantage from the cultivation system and spiritual power gives Fang Xiu a crushing advantage over this world.

Unless he voluntarily breaks this balance, sacrifices his lifespan, and preaches to the world, so that the practice system and spiritual power of this world will be completely updated.

But will he do it?
No doubt, of course not!
He is not stupid.

Isn't it fun to quietly be a BUG by yourself?
Is it because the world is not big enough, or there are not enough fairies, or is it not exciting enough to collect cloud spirit beasts?

"Master please lead the way!"

When Fang Xiu walked into the Bitter Cold Temple, he thought that the outside of the temple was enough, but he didn't expect that the inside of the temple was even more difficult to say.

The ground is dilapidated and overgrown with weeds. Although the house is solid, it lacks tiles and windows, and it is ventilated on all sides.

The word "bitter cold" really lives up to its name.

"Rouyu benefactor and Qingsong benefactor are both in the backyard, little benefactor, please follow me!"

The old bhikkhu Shi Shiran stepped over the symbolic wall and walked into the backyard of the temple.

From a distance, Fang Xiu saw an acquaintance with six swords of different lengths stuck in his back, Senior Brother Xie Asan.

"Brother Fang, long time no see!"

Xie Sanfeng stood under the eaves, clasped his hands away, his face seemed a little stiff, he hesitated to speak.

"Brother Xie, what's the matter?" Fang Xiu asked upon seeing this.

"Yin Zhijian, Zhao Zhijing, and Pei Yuqing are inside!"

Xie Sanfeng hesitated, looking at Fang Xiu with uncertain trust.

"Three of them?"

Fang Xiu frowned slightly, because of these three people, he was exposed to brothers Lie Xuanwu and Lie Xuanshan a few days ago, and was forced to be involved in the bloody entanglement of the Lie Xuan clan.

If it wasn't for his fate, he would have been taken away by Lie Hetian at this moment!
But instead of introspection, the three of them thought that he had defected to the Xibo Mansion!
Such a weird brain circuit.

It's not stupid, it must be broken.

"Thank you, senior brother, you and I will talk later!"

Fang Xiu chuckled and shook his head, and walked into the house, the strong smell of herbs came over his face.

In the small space where the medicine was steaming, six pairs of eyes looked at him.

The pale real Qingsong leaned against the bed, and there was a big bloody palm print on his chest, which was very vivid.

Seeing Fang Xiu and Bai Ling'er walking in, he put down the steaming soup, his eyes were dark, and he smiled coldly: "Fang Xiu, I haven't seen you for a few days, but you actually stepped into the Foundation Establishment Realm. It seems that Xibo The government has given you a lot of benefits!"

"I beg the elders to be the masters for us!"

Besides Master Qingsong, there are five other people in the room.

Yin Zhijian, Zhao Zhijing, and Fei Yuqing threw themselves to the ground at the first moment, and they spoke earnestly and filled with righteous indignation: "If we were not lucky, we would have been sacrificed to the devil in Liehoutian by the people of Liehoufu. Knowing what benefits the Xibo Mansion has granted to Junior Brother Fang, he can be so cruel that he even disregards the lives of his fellow apprentices!"

"The three of you have resentment and hatred in your hearts, I can understand, but Fang Xiu may not have betrayed the sect, and he still needs to talk about evidence!"

Master Rou Yu and a naive old monk were sitting on the wooden chair beside them, seeing Yin Zhijian and the three of them kneeling down and crying, they couldn't help comforting them softly.

"Amitabha, goodness is goodness, there is fairness in heaven and earth, and justice in the world. Take things slowly and don't worry too much!"

The old monk sang, and gently tapped the ground with the nine-ringed Zen stick in his hand. Strong energy fluctuations scattered in all directions, and the entire ground of Kuhan Temple couldn't help trembling slightly.

"Everyone has been waiting for me?"

Fang Xiu glanced at everyone in the room and smiled coldly.

Good guy, you deliberately set up a trap for me, right?

Sufferers, bad faces, red faces, and flatterers, there are many of them!
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"So, the qi formula given by Fang Xiu?"

On the Xuanyuan Ax main ship, in the fully enclosed training cabin, two hundred burly and sturdy reserve space fighters sat cross-legged with their eyes closed.

In front of everyone, there are several booklets.

As they exhaled, faint light spots appeared around many people's bodies, which were inhaled into the body along the mouth and nose, and circulated throughout the body.

But more people didn't respond at all.

Through the glass, Xu Bo looked at the phenomenon that was not caused by special effects at all, and he was surprised: "I didn't expect Fang Xiu to really master the trick of absorbing the tenth substance!"

"He has mastered loneliness!"

Qin Xiangyun still kept the animal skin booklet in his hand on the ground, and said angrily: "This Qi Jue is completely fabricated and nonsense!"

"Useless?" Xu Bo was even more surprised.

"Of course it doesn't work!"

Qin Xiangyun said angrily: "I chose one hundred of the most outstanding interstellar warriors and asked them to practice according to Fang Xiu's qi formula. The result was either blood qi regurgitation or convulsions all over the body. If I hadn't stopped in time, the consequences would be unimaginable!"

"No way, with Fang Xiu's character, he has no reason to harm Ulan!"

Xu Bo was very puzzled.

Although Fang Xiu is very ruthless and vicious, his character is still good.

"It's your program crew's fault!"

Qin Xiangyun said helplessly: "Do you know what the qi formula he gave Ulan is? It was "Xuantian Orthodox Nine Years of Compulsory Practice-Cultivation of Qi" issued by Xuantian Haozong when the show first aired!"

"Impossible, we have checked the qi formula written by Fang Xiu, and it is not the same as the nourishing qi formula compiled by our props group!"

Xu Bo shook his head quickly.

The program team won't take the blame for this!

"Fang Xiu's Qi Jue is naturally not the original Qi Jue compiled by your props, but an improvement on the basis of the original Qi Jue!" Qin Xiangyun said.

"what?"

When Xu Bo heard this, he was dumbfounded on the spot.

He paused for a while before he stuttered and said, "So, Fang Xiu didn't know how to practice, but Ulan asked him for advice, and he was too embarrassed to explain, so he made up a random one based on the original Qi formula. ?”

"From the current point of view, this is probably the reason!"

Qin Xiangyun smiled wryly and said: "But he is not making up random things. I have consulted domestic qigong experts, and Fang's modified qi formulas are actually improved strictly according to the original qi formulas made up by your props team. If you originally If Qi Jue is really effective, then Fang's modified version should actually be considered a magical skill!"

"It's a pity that your originals were all wrong. The Qi Jue he adapted has a more poisonous effect!"

When Qin Xiangyun said this, he couldn't help but feel a little "painful"!
As strong as an interstellar warrior, he was also sent to the medical room for treatment by Fang's modification of the Qi formula.

Really speechless!

"Since Fang Xiu's qi formula is fake, what's the matter with these reserve space fighters?" Xu Bo pointed to the training cabin.

"Some of them practice the ancient method of nourishing qigong, while others practice Fang Xiu's breathing technique!" Qin Xiangyun said.

"Fang Xiu's breathing technique?"

Xu Bo had a strange expression on his face.

After the show started, many people on the Internet imitated Fang Xiu's breathing rhythm.

They even became a group of Fangxiu boys, exchanging ideas about Fangxiu's breathing training on the Internet.

Even, many people took the initiative to stand up and publicize the wonders of Fang Xiu's breathing method.

The program team has conducted a survey, and the number of members of this group has exceeded 1000 million.

But whether it is Chen Yimou, Xu Bo, or the staff of the program group, they all think that this is someone deliberately stirring up popularity and attracting traffic.

No one believed that Fang Xiu's breathing method was real.

But now, Qin Xiangyun actually said that the breathing method is useful!

"We suspect that Fang Xiu's breathing method is probably an ancient method of nourishing qi!"

Qin Xiangyun shook his head and smiled wryly: "I even think that Fang Xiu may not even know how he became strong, otherwise he would not pass on the simple breathing method and stay up all night editing the original qi formula of the program group!"

(End of this chapter)