Chapter 387 The Great Sage on Earth, the So-Called Mortal

Another twelve years passed, and Fang Wang successfully reached the ninth level of the True Soul Realm.

He was only one level away from the Heaven and Earth Realm, which made him feel very excited, so he walked out of the attic and prepared to enjoy the scenery for a few days.

The attic was located in the woods. Ji Rutian and Duantian practiced under the big trees in different directions. Their cultivation increased rapidly, thanks to the rich spiritual energy of this world and the influence of Fang Wang.

For some reason, they found that practicing with Fang Wang could increase their understanding and achieve twice the result with half the effort.

Fang Wang could also perceive this, but he didn't point it out.

On weekdays, in addition to absorbing qi to increase his cultivation, Fang Wang would also comprehend the rules of heaven and earth, which also caused the spiritual energy in this area to be filled with the rules of heaven and earth. These rules of heaven and earth led Ji Rutian and the others to comprehend the exercises.

Hearing the footsteps, Ji Rutian and Duantian opened their eyes, and the master and apprentice followed.

"Continue to practice, I just came out to watch the wind and prepare for the impact of the Heaven and Earth Realm." Fang Wang said while stretching.

Heaven and Earth!

Ji Rutian's eyelids twitched wildly. How powerful would Fang Wang, who had reached the realm of heaven and earth, have?

Duan Tian didn't think too much, and still looked at Fang Wang with admiration.

"Wei Buyu and the others made a lot of noise."

Ji Rutian spoke up. It was rare for Fang Wang to come out, and he felt that it was impolite to close his eyes and practice.

Fang Wang smiled and said, "I feel it. This world is not simple. It feels stronger than the Xuanzu world where we are. I even feel the breath of the Great Sage."

Ji Rutian was moved and asked in surprise, "Is there a Great Sage in this world?"

He originally thought that this world just had more heaven and earth than the Xuanzu world, but he didn't expect that there were living Great Sages here!

"Well, and this world is very chaotic, a bit like..." Fang Wang nodded, and he didn't finish the rest of the words.

Ji Rutian guessed, "Like the future Xuanzu world?"

"Yes, there are fights everywhere. There is also a special power in this world, which should be the condensation of luck." Fang Wang felt the breath of the world and said leisurely.

It turns out that the prosperous times are not just an expression, the world will really change!

The extremely rich spiritual energy, huge luck, and countless opportunities emerge from the ground. In such an era, practicing will naturally grow very fast.

I don’t know when the Xuanzu human world began to enter such a stage?

Fang Wang is not afraid of those opponents becoming stronger, and even hopes that they can become stronger.

The stronger the opponent, the stronger the pleasure he gets from defeating the opponent!

Ji Rutian began to talk about the number of days deduced by an old predecessor of the Ji family. He said that the Xuanzu human world will usher in an unprecedented prosperous times. In addition to the nine ascending fates, great saints and emperors will also be born.

Fang Wang listened carefully. He had long been curious about the existence of the Ji family’s destiny, but unfortunately he had no chance to meet him. The Ji family had died, and only Ji Rutian was left.

Fang Wang was very curious about how the Ji family died, but Ji Rutian didn’t want to mention it, so he didn’t ask much.

Even if the Ji family still existed, Fang Wang was not afraid that they would plot against him, and after his deduction, the Ji family really no longer existed.

Unless the other party's deduction technique is stronger than his.

After chatting for an hour, Fang Wang waved his hand and said, "You continue to practice, I'll go for a walk and come back in a few days."

Ji Rutian and Duantian were not worried. Even if there was a great sage, they would not be Fang Wang's opponent.

They now have to seize every day to practice to avoid Fang Wang's patience with them.

Fang Wang walked very slowly, like strolling in a garden, but every step can cross a thousand miles.

After dozens of steps, he came to a field with a wide view and the mountains in the distance were not high. He walked on the country road and saw many farmers on both sides, as well as buffaloes plowing the fields.

Even in the world that has entered the golden age of cultivation, there are still ordinary people.

Fang Wang discovered a phenomenon that there are classes everywhere, and this class is not formed naturally, but is artificially suppressed.

Even in the omnipotent world of cultivation, there needs to be ordinary people to set off the extraordinary of the cultivators.

Fang Wang suddenly had an idea.

He walked all the way to a stone bridge, where he sat in meditation on a stone pier, took out a fox mask and put it on, and said, "I am a cultivator. Today I will tell you how to cultivate immortality. If you are interested in the way of cultivating immortality, you can come and listen to me without paying money or yourself."

His voice resounded throughout the area of ​​100 miles, and the nearby farmers looked up in Fang Wang's direction.

Fang Wang waited patiently, and he was not in a hurry. It depended on whether these mortals could seize the opportunity.

Not long after, several children came running, one of whom was leading a small yellow cow, running staggeringly behind, giving people a thrilling feeling that they might fall at any time.

Fang Wang couldn't help laughing, and he didn't expect that the children believed him first.

A teenager with only a tuft of hair on his head asked, "Are you a cultivator? It was you who spoke just now?"

The teenager was wearing tattered cloth and his face was covered with mud, but his eyes were clear and lively, staring at Fang Wang curiously.

Fang Wang did not explain. He raised his right hand and waved it toward the sky. Thunderclouds suddenly gathered and thunder roared across the mountains and fields, leaving the children dumbfounded. The farmers in the distance thought it was going to rain heavily and were all cursing that the weather was too strange.

Fang Wang waved his hand again, and the thunderclouds in the sky dispersed directly, as if it had suddenly come from dusk to noon, and the whole world was bright.

"Wow! He is really a cultivator!"

"God!"

"Grandpa God, please teach us!"

"Oh my God, am I dazzled?"

The children were very excited. The youngest one was only five or six years old. He opened his mouth wide, his eyes were stunned, and he didn't even know that his saliva was dripping.

Fang Wang began to preach, talking about the basic Qi-intake method of the Heavenly Dao Wuliang Sutra.

The children sat down one after another and listened to his preaching carefully.

Gradually, farmers and women began to come. Fang Wang, dressed in a flawless white dress and a fox mask, was really too eye-catching.

When they approached, they realized that this person was the mysterious man who had said that he would teach the method of cultivating immortals. They were not hallucinating.

In this way, more and more people came to listen to the teachings on both sides of the stone bridge.

The sun set and the moon rose. The morning sun passed over the hills and sprinkled. There were more than 500 people around the stone bridge who were listening carefully. There were also a steady stream of villagers coming from different directions.

Fang Wang explained the basic mental method over and over again, and occasionally explained the details. After all, these mortals had almost never read books, they did not know acupuncture points, and even did not understand some vocabulary.

After preaching for three days and three nights, Fang Wang finally stood up.

"Master, are you leaving?" An old man asked hurriedly. He was skinny, his skin was sallow, and he had few teeth in his mouth, but his whole body was full of energy, which was inspired by the method of cultivating immortals.

Fang Wang nodded slightly.

"May I ask your name, Master? We will definitely erect a statue for you and burn incense to worship you!"

"Fang Wang, the Heavenly Dao."

Fang Wang dropped these four words and disappeared from the stone pier. This sudden disappearance shocked the villagers and made them even more excited.