The Strongest Qi Refiner

"Mr. Fang, if you want, I can serve you as a servant." Ye Shengxue said seriously.

Fang Yu was stunned for a moment, and then said helplessly: "Why are you so persistent? It's really nothing good to follow me."

Ye Shengxue bit her red lips.

"Your clan is gone, but your family's previous property is still there... You should manage your family and put the Ye family back on the right track..." Fang Yu said, seeing Ye Shengxue's eyes slightly reddened , shut up now.

Losing so many relatives in a short period of time is an indescribable pain for anyone, especially Ye Shengxue is still a young girl.

When Fang Yu mentioned the Ye family, it was indeed not very good.

"If you are ready, I can teach you that practice right now." Fang Yu changed the subject and said.

Ye Shengxue rubbed his eyes, took a deep breath, and nodded heavily: "Mr. Fang, I'm ready."

"Okay, let's get started, you heard clearly."

Fang Yu used oral form to teach Ye Shengxue a practice that he had remembered in his mind for a long time.

Taoist magic.

This is the core technique of the first-grade sect more than 3,000 years ago, the Dao sect!

Only the core disciples of the Dao Sect are qualified to practice this practice, and it is never spread!

By chance, Fang Yu was extremely lucky to get a copy of this practice.

After obtaining the Dao Lingjue, Fang Yu tried to practice for a while, but due to the limitation of the Qi refining period, he could not play the role of the Dao Lingjue at all.

The power of this exercise lies in the transformation of the practitioner's body from top to bottom.

In the process of cultivating Dao Lingjue, not only can the physical body be tempered to a certain extent, but at the same time, a Dao heart can be cultivated, so that it can master more powerful infuriating qi than other cultivators.

The Dao Lingjue itself is a cultivation method, so the absorption and transformation of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth are quite rapid during the cultivation.

Compared with ordinary cultivation methods, Dao Lingjue is more than three grades ahead.

However, this practice method is not for everyone to practice, it has a certain threshold.

If you want to practice Dao Lingjue, your state of mind must be clear enough, and there must be no distracting thoughts.

The reason why Fang Yu chose to teach this technique to Ye Shengxue was because he had seen Ye Shengxue running the Frozen Heart Technique.

Ye Shengxue in that state would not have a problem cultivating the Taoist Art.

After explaining the secrets and skills of the exercise, Fang Yu returned to the room to get a white paper and a pen, wrote down all the secrets of the Dao Lingjue, and drew four simple exercise charts.

It is much easier to learn according to the exercise charts and formulas.

Ye Shengxue had a good talent and quickly understood the magic formula.

But when she officially started cultivating, something went wrong.

She couldn't keep her mind free of distractions.

This is quite a crucial point.

If you can't do this, you won't be able to cultivate Dao Lingjue, let alone cultivate your Dao heart.

After several consecutive failures, Ye Shengxue scratched his head irritably.

"Mr. Fang, I can't do it... As soon as I close my eyes, I think of my family... I have hatred in my heart, and I always think of revenge when I practice..." Ye Shengxue said with reddened eyes.

"When is your calmest time?" Fang Yu asked.

Hearing this question, Ye Shengxue was stunned for a moment, and then said: "When I run the Bingxin Art... I will be very calm."

"Then you can run the Ice Heart Art." Fang Yu said.

"But if I run the Ice Heart Art, how can I still practice..." Ye Shengxue said in a daze.

"Don't worry about anything else, just run the Bingxin Art." Fang Yu said.

Ye Shengxue nodded, then closed his eyes and recited the magic formula in his mouth.

Soon, a light blue light appeared on her body.

"It's right now, follow the magic formula to cultivate the Taoist magic formula." Fang Yu said.

Ye Shengxue opened her eyes, her pupils glowing blue, staring at the magic formula on the piece of paper in front of her.

After running the Bing Xin Art, her mood was much calmer, she was no longer impetuous, and her concentration was extremely high.

About half a minute later, clusters of tiny white awns appeared around Ye Shengxue's body who was meditating, slowly spinning.

Ye Shengxue was completely motionless, staring straight ahead, apparently in a state of no distractions.

"The talent is good, it only took less than three hours to teach."

Fang Yu nodded in satisfaction and glanced at the time again.

It was now three o'clock in the afternoon.

Fang Yu was a little sleepy, so he went back to his room, lay on the bed and fell asleep.

...

Somewhere in Huaibei, in a dark room.

A woman stood in the shadows, and the old eight knelt in front of her.

"Master Sha, that man is very strong! Far stronger than we thought! He killed Eleven with just one blow!" The old man knelt on the ground and said excitedly.

"You don't have to repeat how strong he is, because I have seen all the process of his battle with you." The woman said coldly.

The old man raised his head and asked, "Then we..."

"boom!"

Before he could finish his words, the woman's head stepped on the ground, making a muffled sound.

"Did I ask you to look up?" The woman's voice was like the cold wind blowing from the glacier, which made people tremble.

The head was stepped on, and the old man gasped for breath and said: "Sha, Lord Sha, we have done our best. He, he is really too strong... And he also knows a lot of information about our demon sect... He is not an ordinary person... …”

"If you say so much, it won't change the fact that you failed in your mission and were left imprinted in your soul," the woman said.

The old man was quivering and trembled: "I, in my soul..."

"When you were in a coma, he checked your soul and left a mark on it, trying to probe the situation of our demon sect," the woman said.

"Master Sha... I beg you to help me remove this mark..." The old man begged.

"The imprint has penetrated deeply into your soul and cannot be lifted." The woman lowered her head and looked at the old man under her feet, her tone suddenly became relaxed, and said, "So, in order to prevent the information leakage of our demon sect, I can only ……Kill you."

The old man realized that the breath of death was approaching, and his survival instinct made him let out a roar, struggling to get up.

"Snapped!"

In the next second, the woman's feet exerted force, and the old eight's head burst like a watermelon run over by a wheel.

The red and white liquid splashed everywhere, and a stench filled the room.

But instead of showing a disgusted expression on the woman's face, she enjoyed it immensely.

"Fang Yu... Another bed bug on the side of justice? It's really boring."

The woman slammed her feet and kicked the old man's headless body away.

...

Fang Yu was woken up by the vibrating mobile phone.

The call was from Qin Lang, and Fang Yu was quickly connected.

"Mr. Fang, you asked me to keep an eye on Dr. Gary's whereabouts this morning, and I've been sending someone to follow you... Would you like to hear it?" Qin Lang asked.

"Let's talk." Fang Yu replied.

"Dr. Gary has been at Southern University during the day, visiting several colleges and attending two meetings. At five o'clock in the afternoon, several staff accompanied him out to dinner. Now that the dinner is over, Dr. Gary returns alone. to the hotel." Qin Lang said.

"hotel……"

Fang Yu frowned slightly, thinking in his heart.

He knew very well that when Gary came to China this time, his primary goal was not him.

As for what Gary wanted to do, Fang Yu had no idea.

And that mysterious red-haired girl also made Fang Yu very concerned.

"What hotel is he in?" Fang Yu asked.

"He lives in the Haoyue Hotel next to Nandu University. I have to ask my staff to check the specific room number. I will tell you later." Qin Lang said.

"Okay, wait for you to text me." Fang Yu said.

After hanging up the phone, Fang Yu went into the bathroom to wash briefly and walked out of the room.

It was 6:40 in the afternoon, and it was already dark.

But there were no lights in the hall.

Ye Shengxue was still sitting in the original position to practice without moving at all.

The aura in the vicinity all converged on Ye Shengxue's body.

"good."

Fang Yu glanced at Ye Shengxue approvingly, and then left the apartment.

On the way to Haoyue, Fang Yu received a letter from Qin Lang.

Forty-seventh floor, room 4718.

Ten minutes later, Fang Yu came to the downstairs of the Haoyue Hotel.

After thinking about it, Fang Yu did not enter through the hotel door, but came to the back of the hotel and counted the floors with his head up.