Chapter 312

Later, Yang Xingchen thought about it for a while. He found that there is a common point in the secret of his practice either in Taoism or in Buddhism or in witchcraft.

Practitioners all know that using the mouth to accept Qi is the lowest way for practitioners. Today, Yang Xing is a semi spiritual body. He no longer needs to open his mouth to breathe in the aura between heaven and earth, but to breathe in every pore of his body.

He sat there cross legged, breathing all over Mao sun, while carefully using the spirit.

At the beginning, there was no reaction, but when he slowly gathered Qi according to the method of Lingshu, he found that the half white and half gold Qi in the Dantian began to run around restlessly. It's a phenomenon of being possessed. Yang Xingchen was shocked and wanted to stop, but found that he couldn't stop at all.

Wow, his chest was pounded by a heavy hammer. Yang Xingchen opened his mouth and spat out a little golden blood. Scared to the side of xian'er, she covered her mouth with her claws, and didn't dare to cry.

This is the difference between the spirit body and the ordinary body. If it is a human girl, she will scream when she sees that her beloved man is possessed.

But the fairy son is to die of cover mouth, don't dare to send out a bit of noise, for fear of disturbing Yang Xingchen. Because she knew that screaming would only add to Yang Xingchen's burden without any substantial help.

Yang Xingchen vomited a mouthful of blood and saw that Lingshu still didn't stop according to his will, while Zhenqi was like a wild horse in a daze, running wildly everywhere.

Dizzy and dazzled, he simply changed his posture and continued to practice in the posture of sitting, standing or squatting in accordance with those Buddha statues in wordless small picture books.

At the same time, he thought hard in his heart that he would die if he died. The cultivator was either killed by thunder or died on the way of cultivation. Fight!

Not to mention, he was wrongly beaten. After he practiced according to the Buddhist posture, the half white and half gold Qi, which was like a runaway wild horse, calmed down slowly, and finally returned to the Dantian.

And the spirit skill of xian'er sect began to accept his instructions, but Yang Xingchen did not stop it, but continued to practice.

Seeing that Yang Xingchen's face was ruddy and his breath was steady, he had already passed the dangerous period, and xian'er was relieved. She ran to the edge of the spirit water, drank a few mouthfuls of the spirit water, ate a fruit that had been picked and put in the space for a long time, went to one side, closed her eyes, and began to cultivate herself.

An hour later, Yang Xingchen found that there was a trace of green aura in his body. These green auras were the result of his spiritual cultivation. Although very weak, but let Yang Xingchen very happy. After all, it's self-cultivation at the risk of life. Of course, I'm happy.

In this way, he practiced until the second half of the night, and Yang Xingchen stopped practicing. He found that after the green aura with the size of a bean dropped to the Dantian, the half white and half gold aura naturally gave way to the left, as if he didn't want to communicate with the mung bean aura at all, and the green aura naturally returned to the right of the Dantian.

Two gases, one big and the other small, stare at each other like a giant and a small baby. Both sides are arrogant. They are very close, but they don't communicate with each other.

Yang Xingchen is a little happy in the heart, as long as they are obedient and don't fight. When they get used to each other and try to make them become one, their power will increase greatly.

"Brother Yang, have you practiced well? It's amazing that you have succeeded in training. You are a pervert Xian'er, who had finished his practice in advance, said happily when he saw Yang Xingchen open his eyes.

"Ha ha, I've always been lucky. Xian'er, I find that your spirit skill is a little lower than the Yixian Jue of the old Taoist. In addition, he is an old monster who has been practicing for hundreds of years, and his skill is very high. So you must be careful, don't let him find that you are Linghu. "

"I know, brother Yang!" Xian'er said yes.

After a while, Yang just nodded out of the sky.

In the morning, Yang Xingchen, who is helping others to cure diseases, suddenly rings his mobile phone in his pocket. He takes it out and looks at it, frowns and answers it.

At this time, he called Yang Xingchen in front of everyone. As soon as he got through, he immediately expressed his attitude, "Hello, Mr. Yang, I'm lang. I know I'm wrong. I want to apologize to you!"

"Wait, I'm saving people now. I'll call you in an hour if you have anything to say." Yang Xingchen finished and hung up directly.

Huh?

He was stunned. Since he became the leader of the United States, no one dared to hang up his phone. He took the phone and stood there for a long time. Then he came back to himself and shrugged awkwardly. "Ladies and gentlemen, Mr. Yang is busy treating the patient. He wants me to call him in an hour. I think you can go back now. I'll call him in an hour. Is that ok? "

"No! We have to hear the little doctor promise to come before we leave. Damn, you still don't call those doctors here to give us a drip. Are you happy to see us die in front of you? " The patients coughed together and sat on the spot.Although manglang put on a big mask before these patients came in, he saw that the whole office was full of coughing patients. He was so scared that he quickly asked his subordinates to call the hospitals. Then he made an excuse to go to the toilet and urinated.

An hour later, the mantis appeared in front of all the patients and reporters, dialing Yang Xingchen again in front of them.

"Hello, Mr. Yang. I'm a mantis." As soon as the phone is connected, the cockroach will honestly report to his family again.

"You say it Yang Xingchen drinking tea, not salty back a sentence.

"First of all, I admit to you that I sent the seven days team. Here, I would like to express my most sincere apology to you! Then, in order to show my apologies to you, I'd like to compensate you 500 million Chinese dollars. What do you think? "

"Ha ha, you want to get rid of me for 500 million Chinese dollars? Remember, two conditions are indispensable! 1、 Apologize to me publicly on your major radio stations and newspapers. Well, if I'm not here, you can apologize to our national flag. 2、 Mental damage is a billion dollars. When do you agree and when do I come to help you? It's that simple. "

When Yang Xingchen heard the lion open his mouth, it was a billion dollars, and the sweat on the mantis's head immediately came out. He tried hard to squeeze out a smile that was uglier than crying. "Mr. Yang, first of all, I can promise you your first condition now. As for the second condition, I have to answer you after the meeting."

"OK, no problem. But I can remind you that the work here is going to end today. If you haven't given me a clear answer before tonight, I will either go to other countries or return to China tomorrow, and then you will give me two billion dollars, and I won't help you. "

Yang Xingchen said and hung up the phone with a relaxed face. He knew that the so-called situation was pressing. Although the mantis at this time must hate himself to death in his heart, he would eventually accept his own conditions.