Chapter 770

Fang Ruolan wiped away her tears and stood between me and Fang Dao, her meaning was very obvious.

I couldn't help sighing, thinking that she still couldn't pass the hurdle of blood and family relationship after all, but through this time, it might be a good thing to cut off all ties between her and the Fang family.

From time to time, Fang Dao's urging sound came from my ears, and I waved my hand to ask someone to untie him.

The iron chain fell to the ground, and the followers of the Fang family immediately stepped forward and supported Fang Dao, who was limp all over.

I put my arms around Fang Ruolan's shoulders and patted her a few times to comfort her.

Afterwards, I stared at Fang Dao and said, "This time, it's for Ruolan's sake. From now on, Ruolan will no longer be a member of your Fang family. If you are still stubborn when we meet next time, I will never forgive you." .”

As soon as this remark came out, many members of the Li family persuaded me.

"The prince can't, the best way is to abolish Fang Dao."

"This is undoubtedly letting the tiger go back to the mountain."

"Prince think twice."

"Let him go!" I shook my head, my attitude was very firm for Fang Ruolan.

Fang Dao calmed down, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Li Shaobai, just wait for me."

After finishing speaking, several followers of the Fang family resolutely escorted Fang Dao away, and there was a deep sigh of regret in the hall.

I squeezed my hands, loosened my frowning brows, and explained: "Although Fang Dao is gone, his problem has not been solved yet, and there is not much time left. If he can undo the retrograde flow of his meridians, he will be lucky." , but if the time is insufficient or the lifting fails, then he is a useless person."

Looking at the direction in which Fang Dao left, I knew very well in my heart that he would never let it go.

Fang Dao, as a well-known holy son, has always held a high position and authority. Among the younger generations of the three great families, except for Ye Wudao, there is absolutely no one who is his opponent.

And I have always been under his oppression.

But today, Fang Dao suffered such a great humiliation. How could he allow others to trample on his dignity, who was always proud? How can you give up easily?

Looking away, looking at Fang Ruolan's side face, I feel inexplicably distressed. I never imagined that this brother and sister would end up like this.

But thinking about it from another angle, in this way, Ruolan treats me well, and I don't have to worry about other factors when we fight next time.

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On the day Fang Dao returned, the Fang family was furious and issued several statements, constantly condemning the Li family.

However, no one had any objections to a running dog like Fang Dao, let alone the Fang family's anger. These few statements were completely useless.

After the anger passed, the Fang family became silent, and the Luo family seemed to have seen our attitude, and they seemed extremely calm, as calm as the eve of a storm.

In the following time, there was no news from Fang Dao. I was very curious whether he was saved or not.

So, I connected to Tianyan No. 9 through Memoda, and wanted to find out about the situation of Fang's family.

Unexpectedly, the Fang family cut off the circuit of Tianyan No. 9, and it couldn't be connected at all.

"Well, I can't find any news, and I can't receive any news. It seems that I have to wait for the result." I put away my phone and went to the forbidden place where Uncle Po Jun retreated.

As soon as he entered the forbidden area, spiritual energy surged everywhere. Uncle Po Jun sat cross-legged at the center of the energy gathering array, not absorbing and transforming any spiritual energy, but seemed to be turning himself into the source point.

I hurriedly sat quietly outside the formation, carefully observing Uncle Po Jun's every move.

I saw Uncle Po Jun's eyes closed tightly, his own aura became more and more strange, as if he was merging with the aura of heaven and earth, but it was always a little bit off.

After a while, the aura fluctuations around him returned to calm. Uncle Po Jun opened his eyes and sighed: "It failed again."

I patted my butt and walked over, sat opposite Uncle Po Jun, and asked, "Uncle, what exactly is Yuan?"

"Yuan, it's amazing. Just take you as an example. The reason why you can cultivate is the function of Yuan. Cultivation techniques are a kind of source, dantian is also a kind of source, and even life is also a source." Uncle Po Jun was not stingy to explain.

I was thoughtful, pinched my chin, and asked again: "Isn't the source obvious?"

"Yes, it is obvious, but it is easier said than done to understand the mystery of it? Only by understanding the source can you enter the source realm. I am saying that you may not understand these things, but you will understand as long as you step into the innate Dzogchen." Uncle Jun stood up slowly, "Like me, the internal energy in the physical body has reached the personal extreme, but you are different, you need to absorb a lot of internal energy, and work harder while there is still time."

I nodded, and immediately began to run Zhou Tian, ​​urging the exercises to start receiving Qi.

After the previous compression, the dantian has been vacant, and the realm is unusually stable.

At the same time, through the guidance of Uncle Po Jun, I also have a clear understanding of the way of cultivation in the innate realm.

If the realm of earth resources is to cultivate the outside, then the innate realm is to cultivate the inside. By continuously absorbing the inner energy, suppressing and suppressing again, after reaching a certain level of purity, one can expand the dantian in one fell swoop to the extreme. The principle is similar to that of the realm of earth resources.

And expanding the dantian is nothing more than breaking through the realm!

Sisi spiritual energy is inhaled into the dantian and transformed into my own inner qi. I feel the warm current in my body, remove all impurities in the inner qi, and keep suppressing it.

When the amount reaches a huge level, I will suppress it to become a quality!

In the blink of an eye, ten days have passed.

On this day, Fang Ruolan suddenly broke into the restricted area and shouted, "Something...something happened!"

"Don't worry, just speak slowly." I opened my eyes suddenly, approaching in an instant. At this moment, Fang Ruolan's face was full of sadness, and she still couldn't bear it.

"What's the matter?" I realized at the time that something was wrong. If it wasn't for some accident, she would never have behaved like this!

Fang Ruolan bit her lips lightly, and said with a sob: "Your master, an old man, since he was rescued by Senior Po Jun with me that day, his body has become weaker and weaker, and he is almost unable to hold on now. His old man has been calling you Name, I want to see you one last time."

My head buzzed and went blank for a moment.

When I realized it, my heart ached so badly that I didn't have time to think about it, so I immediately left the forbidden area and went straight to Qianyang Palace.

The west side of Qianyang Palace is the residence I arranged for the old monk after that day.

When I entered the door, there were many doctors standing outside, all of them looked melancholy and sighed secretly.

"This eminent monk was not only abolished by the Fang family, but his meridians were severely damaged, and it must have been a long time before he arrived at the Li family."

"It's too late. If an injury of this level is not treated in time, it is impossible."

"The eminent monk is the prince's master. According to his age, he is actually at the end of his life."

When I heard these words, my eyes were red, and I rushed into the room, pushed open the door, and found the old monk lying on the bed, as thin as a skin and bones!

"Zheng...Zhengjing, my apprentice." The old monk opened his eyes with difficulty, and saw me standing in the door with a kind face.

I hurried over and grabbed the wrinkled hand of the old monk, "Master, the apprentice is here."

"Actually... I knew a long time ago that you are not my apprentice. In fact, you have taken nothing from me. All of this is because you are too similar to him. I don't want to believe it... and you, I will always be the apprentice of my old monk Rentu." Old tears flowed from the corners of the old monk's eyes, as if returning to the light, a rosy color suddenly rose on his face.