Every man has a protagonist dream since he was a child, and so did Fang Zheng. He also thought he was a chosen person since he was a child. When he was a child, he dreamed of opening up the Ren and Du meridians one day and becoming a hero that everyone admired. Fang Zheng even got up early every day to go to the park to run and watch those old men exercise Tai Chi. He hoped that there would be a master of hermits in the middle, who could see his unique bones, and he was full of shocking martial arts. From then on, he would use his sword to be famous all over the world.

Among the elderly, there are indeed good teachers who are not allowed to pay any money. He is said to be a good teacher to exercise Tai Chi. After practicing carefully for a few years, Fang Zheng still cannot jump to the school wall, fly flowers and pick leaves, and cannot hurt people. However, the good morning exercise habits during adolescence gave him a strong and upright body and gained a good skin, which is also considered a reward.

When he grew up, he finally understood the legal society. Not to mention that without that kind of skill, even if he really practiced the Nine Yin and Nine Yang invented by Jin Dada, he still could not be a hero. In a society where everyone understands the law, the boss of the club must wear a suit like Zhou Chaoxian played by Tony Leung. This martial arts dream is completely broken.

Then he started to dream of a rich man, with luxury cars, luxury houses, and beautiful women every day. He already has a net worth of 10 billion, but he said earnestly to the people around him: "Do you think I am as happy as you imagined?" He added another sentence in his heart: "You can't imagine my happiness at all!"

This dream woke up faster, working hard from nine to five every day, only enough to live a life, and give the money to the bank for free, just to exchange for a piece of tissue paper with a validity of 70 years, and it was only 60 square meters. This life was only over half a year ago. Then, seeing that the family's deposits were still more than 99.9 million yuan away from a small goal, I comforted myself that I didn't owe the bank money, and sighed and continued to work. I bought a ten-dollar lottery every week, hoping that one day the chicken and donkey masters mistakenly could add some incense to the rich dream, reminding me that if my heart is there, the dream will be there.

Now Fang is blooming in the last moment of his life. The hero saved the American and realized his long-destroyed martial arts dream. From the perspective of realizing his dream, life is not useless. But now there is only this wisp of residual soul, but someone comes to tell himself that you are actually the protagonist and you should cultivate the truth! This way of realization is really a bit incredible.

When I was born, there was no strange phenomenon, I was not very smart when I was studying, and I had been clumsy in Tai Chi, and almost made the old man who had a good temper so anxious that he had a bad temper. No matter how I thought about it, I didn't expect that I had spiritual roots! I just thought about it, Fang Zheng remembered the words of the man just now. Now I feel that the fog in front of me is getting heavier and heavier, and I think I am not far from dissipating. No matter what method the man gave me, this is the last chance!

I thought there was a string of characters in front of me. I knew them all by just reading them, but I was confused when I connected them. Forget it, don’t think about it! Now is not the time to think about the root of the characters, Fang Zheng just read them one by one according to the characters. The mantra is obscure, and the tone changes are quite irregular. Fang Zheng didn’t know how many times he read them. In short, it took a lot of effort to read them thoroughly and memorize them. As soon as he remembered, the characters disappeared, which was really magical.

But at this moment, Fang Zheng didn't care about the feeling of this immortal method, and the fog became thicker and thicker! Fang Zheng knew that when the fog was full of fog, he would become this fog. He didn't know how many souls could create such a thick fog. In short, if he couldn't walk into the yard, he would become the same as them. Now every time he read the Dharma, he felt that his body outline showed a look. At the moment, it was the speed of life and death. It was to see whether he condensed his turbulence or sublimation was fast.

As he became familiar with the Dharma and read faster and faster, the fog finally stopped slowly becoming heavier, but gradually faded. Fang Zheng knew in his heart that the speed of his condensation exceeded the speed of dissipation. As long as he continued at this speed, he could condense his body sooner or later, cultivate the so-called three souls, and move into that yard! Thinking of this, he was not anxious and read at the current speed.

He has been ordinary for thirty years, but has never made any progress, but has never fallen off the ground. He relies on his casual nature. In other people's words, "Fang Zheng is truly Buddhist, and he has never seen him hurry." The ordinary life has been too long, and it has really made him cultivate this state of mind. Finally, a mass of energy condensed into his appearance during his lifetime. Fang Zheng took a long breath, saw the direction clearly, and walked straight towards the garden yard.

When I stepped into the yard, I realized that I had stepped into another world, and the colors were no longer monotonous gray and white. It became colorful and gorgeous, with pavilions, waterside pavilions, waterfalls and flowing waters, and beautiful. In the middle of the yard was a pool. Through the winding corridors, you could reach the pavilion in the middle of the pond. There was a stone chess scale on the pavilion, and there were two stone piers next to it. One of them was sitting upright. Fang Zheng hurriedly bowed and said, "Thank you for your re-creation of the gods!" The man in white waved his hand to signal him to come in, but his face was still unpredictable, saying word by word: "You are just communicating with the souls of heaven and earth, and re-creating the three souls, and it is still far from success."

Fang Zheng walked into the pavilion through the corridor and saw that there was no word on the stone chess scale, but it was a Go board. When he didn't know whether to sit or stand or simply kneel down, the man in white turned over his palm and pointed at the stone pier opposite him, signaling him to sit down. Fang Zheng quickly bowed and sat down.

Just when he was not sure if he was about to speak, the man in white spoke, and his voice was always indifferent, "You must be asking me why I chose you here, and who am I? What I want you to do, you don't have to speak, I will tell you one by one! If you have any questions during this period, don't speak. I don't use others to interrupt me, remember?" Fang Zheng hugged his fists and wanted to say yes, but then he thought that the other party didn't want him to speak, so he nodded and signaled that he understood.

"There is no name here, or there is a name that says it doesn't matter to you. You call him the immortal realm. I am not the kind of god you talk about, but I have also cultivated into an immortal and unbreakable golden body. I think it's similar to the gods in your eyes. I have never been to the small realm where you are, but I have brought a lot of souls like you. I don't commit murder, and your death has nothing to do with me! I just brought your soul who just died in the small realm and taught them the method of soul condensing. People in your small realm cannot practice, and they have many distracting thoughts. After so long, you are the first to be able to keep your mind and soul condensing until the end of soul condensing. That's it. If you don't have a Taoist mind, empty talk of practice is like a mirror flower, water and moon, and you will eventually be a dream.

I see that there are more people in your world and you have learned the language and writing habits of your world, but after all, it is not your own knowledge. The knowledge and knowledge brought by the people are of varying quality. It is good if you understand these words. If you don’t understand, I won’t explain them to you! Do you understand?"

Fang Zheng secretly complained about the soul who taught him language and writing in his heart. This style was either an old scholar who had lost his schoolbag or a loyal enthusiast of cultivation literature. This half-text and half-white meal was so awkward! Fortunately, he also liked to read cultivation texts! He kept saying: "I understand, understand, students understand all!"

The man in white paused and then said, "The people in your realm are similar to those in my practice, but the seven souls are not connected, and the three souls cannot be gathered together, so they cannot cultivate true immortals! After you die, you condensed the three souls in your body, but there is no entity. I must find a world of practice in thousands of small realms and find a skin to place your three souls. I will teach you how to open the seven soul chakra. As for the realm you can cultivate yourself, it depends on your luck!" Seeing Fang Zheng standing with his hands down, but without any expression, he opened his mouth and asked again: "Do you understand?"

Fang Zheng hurriedly said, "Students understand all the time, the students are waiting for the teacher to tell me to do." The man in white brought himself here, taught himself to recast his three souls, and found a physical resurrection in the world of cultivation, and taught himself to practice! This warmth has been sent home, so I don't want anything? This is not a pie that fell from the sky, this is the treasure of the forty thieves that fell from the sky! He didn't even need to ask himself to say "Sesame open the door", so how could that be possible! But now he is fish on the board, if the request from the knife and chopper on the opposite side is not excessive, he will definitely agree. In fact, he is also very curious about what the man in white can make for him. He is just a soul, what can this immortal and unbreakable golden immortal let him do for him!

At this time, the man in white shook his head and said, "I don't need you to give anything. You only have three souls left, so what can I give? You go on and practice logistics and rely on yourself to practice from a small world to being able to come back here. It's useless if you don't know what I asked you to do! If you can teach your disciples, let your disciples be here, it will be the greatest reward for me! When you can really find immortality and then come here, you will naturally understand why I am looking for you!"

After the words came, the man in white pressed his hand on Fang Zheng's forehead. Fang Zheng felt that the familiar power appeared again. This time, more things were stuffed into his mind, which made his mind rise. Then the man in white waved his hand, and a large vortex appeared in the pool water under the pavilion. A mountain and water appeared in the middle of the vortex. Before he could see clearly, the man in white had already pushed himself into the vortex, and a circle of purple thunder crackled around, wrapping himself up like that mountain and water flew away.

Fang Zheng's ears finally heard the words of the man in white: "The realm you went to is called the 'Lingtai Realm'. The language of this realm is similar to your own realm, and the text is quite different. I have passed on all the skills and the text of this realm to you. If you have achieved your cultivation, you will naturally see what you should see. After finding a new skin with you, I will help you open the Tianchong Soul Chakra among the seven souls, so that you can absorb the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth in the realm, and you will be able to grasp the life, death, and blessings in the future! If you want to practice, then go there!"

After the purple thunder went down, the water in the pool was turbulent, and after ripples appeared, slowly recovering from calmness. The man in white stood on the railing and looked at the water intently. However, at some point another person appeared at the chess table behind him, dressed like a man in white, but he was wearing black hair. The man in black sat down slowly and said to the man in white: "Xiaobai, I always think that this matter is not appropriate. That guy is stupid, can he succeed?"

The man in white did not look back and said, "There is no foolproof in this world. We always have to do something, but we don't have to do anything! It's not just you and me in the world. He is mediocre. If he goes down, he can turn the world upside down. I'm afraid someone will directly go down to destroy him!" The man in black nodded himself and said, "You have always been smarter than me and thoughtfully. But you gave him too little, and you have no support in the lower world. If you can succeed!" After that, he got up and came to Tan's side, and threw a black wooden stick next to the stone table just now.

The man in white looked at him with a playful smile on his face: "You gave me something generous! It's not that I don't want to give it, but his cultivation level in the lower realm is so low. How can he guarantee that the thing you gave me? How can he keep this thing in his hands?" The man in black said: "Apart from him, others can't use it. It's just a wooden stick, how can it not be obtained by him?"
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