Gou in the world of comprehension

Chapter 84 Preaching
Liu He's words made Su Fan amused.

Insect Gu Dao is nothing, the thunder and yang evil in his body are designed to subdue all evil spirits and ghosts.

But it's hard to say about poison. It seems that the gang of Du Dao really can't be easily provoked.

Su Fan stood on the first floor, looking at the rows of bookshelves, as well as the densely packed ancient books and jade slips, his eyes were dazzled.

There are so many, I really don't know where to start.

Liu He next to him seemed to notice it. He walked to a bookshelf and rang the small bell hanging on it with his hand.

Suddenly, a cloud of black air condensed in the air, slowly condensing the ghost body of a girl in black robe.

Liu He cupped his hands at the ghost body, and said, "Hello, Senior Sister..."

After he finished speaking, he turned his head and waved to Su Fan.

Su Fan looked at the ghost body in bewilderment, not knowing what kind of operation it was.

"Quickly call Senior Sister..."

After hearing Liu He's words, Su Fan hurriedly bowed his hands respectfully and said hello.

Liu He leaned over to him, and said in a low voice, "You can ask Senior Sister for any kind of books you want..."

For a moment, Su Fan didn't know where to start.

The ghost girl looked at Su Fan who was full of confusion, covered her mouth and laughed.

"Hehe... new junior brother, it seems that you haven't made up your mind yet. When you do, I'll help you with the details."

After the ghost girl finished speaking, her figure slowly dissipated into the air.

Su Fan turned his head and looked at Liu He suspiciously.

"The disciples who fell before the sect, some of their souls survived, voluntarily transformed into ghost cultivators and continued to serve the sect."

Speaking of this, Liu He laughed and said, "I won't accompany you anymore, take your time and see what you want for lunch, I'll bring it to you."

After Liu He left, Su Fan wandered among the bookshelves.

He only has one month, so he has to observe and observe in a targeted manner to make up for his shortcomings as much as possible.

There is no need to change the exercises or anything, and the Xianzong exercises are still the main ones.

Su Fan also has self-knowledge, four spiritual root aptitudes, so don't think about changing any other exercises, just continue to practice Hunyuan Gong.

It's best to find a suitable Tai Dao exercise, "Heavenly Demon Saint Physique", he definitely doesn't plan to practice it anymore.

As for spells, he has no shortage of attack and auxiliary spells for the time being, and sometimes he can't chew too much.

Su Fan still wanted to find two kinds of spells or secret techniques of spiritual eyes and escapism, and continue to combine the two magical powers of "Thunder Ghost Step" and "Thunder Eye".

For the next ten days, Su Fan stayed in the Tibetan Dharma Hall.

Because it is very cumbersome to find classics, and it takes a lot of time to study exercises and spells.

Therefore, on each floor of the Tibetan Dharma Hall, there are miniature caves, which are actually three-meter-square caves, for the disciples in the sect to study classics.

Of course, this kind of miniature cave is not free, it needs to spend ten spirit stones every day.

Su Fan seemed to have returned to his student days in his previous life, sitting cross-legged in a miniature cave every day, holding a tome and studying tirelessly.

Every few days, Liu He would bring him a meal, put it in a storage bag and hand it to him.

This morning, Su Fan was concentrating on reading a book when Liu He came again.

He handed the storage bag to Su Fan, and said with a chuckle, "Brother, you really worked hard. It's been more than ten days, and you haven't left the Tibetan Dharma Hall."

Su Fan looked up at Liu He, but ignored him.

"Brother, the casual cultivators who were selected into the sect like you all stayed on the third and fourth floors, but you were the only one who stayed on the first floor for more than ten days."

Su Fan put down his book, smiled and said, "Brother, I have to make up lessons..."

"Make up lessons, what lessons to make up..."

Liu He didn't understand what Su Fan meant. To him, this level was full of miscellaneous classics, so there was nothing to make up for.

Su Fan didn't explain to him any more, picked up the ancient book and continued to read it.

"Brother, you have been stuck here for more than ten days, let me take you out for a walk today."

Seeing Su Fan shaking his head, Liu He chuckled.

"I really don't want to go. Liu Ziqiu, the uncle who built the foundation of the Yin Luo Temple, is preaching in the Dharma Hall. If you don't go, I can go by myself."

Su Fan raised his head abruptly, swung the thick tome in his hand, and smashed it on Liu He's head, then got up and ran out.

Liu He was dizzy from being hit, angrily scolded Su Fan for being mean, and then rushed out of the miniature cave.

The two left the Tibetan Dharma Hall and arrived at the Dharma Transmission Hall all the way.

On an open space outside the Fa Chuan Dharma Hall, stands a tall white jade altar.

At this moment, the space around the platform was almost full of people. Liu He took Su Fan to find a place under the platform and sat cross-legged, waiting patiently.

After that, people kept coming from all directions, and there was no place under the platform.

Many disciples simply sat on the nearby stone path, on the big tree, and in the end, some people were even suspended in the air.

At this time, there were suddenly more people on the Baiyu Daotai.

I saw a monk in a black robe sitting slumped on the altar.

His hair was disheveled, and his black robe was also wrinkled, making him look very sloppy. He held a gourd of wine in his hand and kept pouring it into his mouth.

When he finished drinking, he threw the wine gourd down the stage, took another one out of the storage bag and continued to pour it into his mouth.

Su Fan was dumbfounded. Are all the seniors who established the foundation of the Demon Sect so unrestrained?

"Om..."

Just as he was thinking wildly, there was a buzzing sound from the stage.

All distracting thoughts in Su Fan's mind were gone, and his mind instantly became clear.

Seeing that Senior Foundation Establishment on the Taoist platform, put aside the magic weapon of the black bell in his hand, and began to talk forcefully.

At the beginning, this senior just said whatever came to his mind.

There is understanding of kung fu practice, and experience in magic, anyway, it feels messy at first hearing.

Slowly, Su Fan's eyes grew bigger and bigger, his mind was completely substituted into them, and then he became mesmerized.

Because the words of this senior Foundation Establishment seem to be illogical and far-fetched.

But every sentence is from a strategic point of view, and it can reach Su Fan's heart, and many questions that have been lingering in his mind are instantly solved.

"Om..."

It wasn't until there was a hum that Su Fan woke up from his obsession.

Looking at the senior on the platform again, he has long since disappeared.

"Ah...ah..."

Several disciples who were suspended in the air lost their form for a moment, fell from the air, and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

But in the entire ashram, no one laughed. They all crossed their knees and closed their eyes, digesting what they had just heard.

Especially those casual cultivators who have just been selected into the sect are hearing the sermon for the first time.

From time to time, someone would shake their bodies and break through the bottleneck that had been stuck for many years.

Su Fan also sat there cross-legged, closing his eyes and meditating.

Although he didn't break through the bottleneck, whether it's the cultivation technique or the magic power, it has become more transparent and smooth.

There was an indescribable feeling, as if the whole person was about to float.

After leaving the Dharma Hall and walking for a long time, Su Fan was still reminiscing about the feeling just now.

Perhaps because of hearing the sermon for the first time, he really felt that he had benefited a lot.

In Yinluozong Dharma Hall, there will be senior Zhuji preaching every month, even if it is a knife, they have to come to listen to the sermon.

(End of this chapter)