It can only be said that the spring wind cannot blow away the chaos in Fang Yingxing's heart.
He grabbed Li Yu's ear and pulled him aside, "Why did you bring so many people here? Didn't I tell you to keep it a secret?"
Li Yu covered his head and thought for a long time. Finally, his eyes lit up, and then Fang Yingxing smiled brightly, "I remember, it seems that this happened, but I forgot."
boom!
After a while, Fang Yingxing and Li Yu walked out together. Li Yu still had a bright smile on his face, but he had a big bump on his head.
There was no other way. If he didn't teach these children, he didn't know how many people would know about it. He was worried that someone would care about his skills and take action against him. After all, he was once troubled by someone with ulterior motives because of the so-called "secret treasure".
Fang Yingxing sighed softly, "Okay, I'll teach you, but I decided not to tell others, otherwise you won't be able to learn spells again in the future."
Some of these children are not very talented, and they cannot practice the broken Kung Fu in the village. As for Fang Yingxing's "Nirvana Sutra", even he could practice it before, let alone these children?
Some came to join Fang Yingxing because they were not allowed to learn the exercises because they were not yet 9 years old. Of course, there were also people who were deceived by this guy Li Yu.
Li Yu jumped up, stood on a boulder, and announced loudly, "Today, our Wangba team is officially established!"
When Fang Yingxing heard this, his eyes darkened. This child was very good at naming. He looked at the children and found that they all looked excited. As one child shouted out, the other children shouted excitedly.
"Team King, Team King, Team King..."
Fang Yingxing took a few deep breaths to calm down, comforting himself in his heart.
Whether he is a king or not, he is not sure whether he is a hegemon or not, but at least he should be able to withstand beatings and live a long life.
The next day, when the dawn just fell and the morning breath floated into every house in Xiaoling Village, the children got up from their beds one by one along with the sound of roosters and hurried towards Xiaoxi Mountain, the mountain with the Rush to the hill at the source of the stream.
The bewildered parents were left looking at each other. Some parents were even so shocked when they saw their son getting up that he had to feel the sun at noon every day.
In Xiaoxi Mountain, Fang Yingxing finished breathing out his spiritual energy and slowly opened his eyes. He had opened up his spiritual energy and basically didn't need to sleep anymore.
What made him a little uneasy was that the crazy old man seemed to sleep here every night, but Fang Yingxing couldn't feel it at all with his spiritual consciousness and could only see it with his eyes.
He seemed to recognize Fang Yingxing, and walked towards Fang Yingxing with a bottle of wine, "Little brother, do you also want to drink my wine? But, children can't drink, and I don't drink enough myself, hahahaha." "
Then he flew out with disheveled hair, leaving only laughter echoing in the valley.
He saw a group of children lining up below. Under the leadership of Ba Yi, Li Yu, they came over in an orderly manner.
According to Li Yu's arrangement, since the Wang Ba team including him had a total of twelve members, he also ranked the members from Ba 1 to Ba 12, and said that he was the eldest disciple and should be first, and the rest of the members would be ranked first. Arranged by age from oldest to youngest.
The eldest Ba Yi is twelve years old, and the youngest Ba Twelve is five years old.
There was a bit of smile in Fang Yingxing's eyes. Did the master feel the same way when he taught him?
Master, can you see it? I started teaching my disciples...
Fang Yingxing retracted his thoughts, lined up the members of the Overlord Team one by one, then asked them to sit in the simple formation he had arranged, and began to teach them the "Nirvana Sutra".
He sat in the center, transmitting the Nirvana Sutra with his spiritual consciousness and absorbing spiritual power with them.
The day passed, with both joy and sorrow. The good thing was that most of the members had mastered the techniques of creating the spirit realm, especially Li Yu. This kid may have the same talent as his brother, but he had completely mastered the method of entering the spirit energy into the body.
You know, mastering the technique is one thing, but introducing spiritual energy into the body most efficiently is another.
However, Ba Twelve could never find the feeling, and the same was true for Ba San and Ba Wu.
Fang Yingxing frowned, but he didn't mean to blame at all. He knew how difficult it was for people with poor qualifications to practice.
After the children left, he began to think of a solution. He definitely had no way to improve their qualifications, but there were many ways in the world, and there was always something suitable for them.
He slowly walked behind a stone and gently touched the little girl's head, "Ba Twelve, don't worry, just let nature take its course."
Ba Twelve, the youngest, is a little girl. He seems to have been picked up back to the village and has been staying in the village welfare home. After all, she does not have her own cabin like Li Yu.
Ba Twelve's eyes were red, her little face was full of tears, and her big eyes were watery. She sobbed and asked, "Brother, am I stupid?"
Fang Yingxing looked at her with some distress, "It's okay. We can't deny a person's everything from just one aspect. I think Ba Twelve is very serious, more serious than other children."
Ba Twelve finally burst into laughter. Although he was still a little disappointed, he still showed a cute smile, "Well, big brother, I will continue to work hard."
Fang Yingxing held her little hand and sent her back to the orphanage, smiling, "Remember to come over tomorrow."
The little girl's childish and firm voice said, "Definitely."
In the evening, Fang Yingxing returned to Xiaoxi Mountain and saw the old man again. He was lying on the ground carelessly, and the wine slowly flowed from the jar, soaking his clothes.
The crazy old man burst out laughing. Just when he wanted to take a sip of wine, he found that the bottle was already empty. He shook his head regretfully, "Oh, I have to beg for wine again."
At this time, a young and tender hand stretched out, "Old man, I brought this for you."
Fang Yingxing was holding a bottle of wine with a smile on his face.
"The effect of my spirit gathering array has improved so much today, it must be because of your help."
When the old man saw the wine, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he was not polite at all. He held the wine and started drinking.
"You kid can really feel it, hahahaha. It seems that you have already created a spirit. You are only about six years old. It's not easy."
After the old man finished speaking, he took another sip of wine, as if he wanted to say something, but as soon as he opened his mouth halfway, he fell drunk again.
Seeing the old man drunk, Fang Yingxing smiled helplessly. He originally wanted to find out the old man's strength, but he fell asleep too quickly. Fortunately, the crazy old man didn't seem to be hostile to him.
Fang Yingxing continued to sit cross-legged, feeling the gathering of spiritual energy. His expression was strange, and he found that the closer he got to the old man, the faster he absorbed the spiritual energy.
Human spirit gathering array?
However, although the speed of spiritual energy absorption was much faster than before Chuangling, some of the water spiritual power he absorbed was repelled by the fire spirit and could not be retained.
This is why none of the ancient monks tried this method. Even Fang Yingxing, who has such strong elemental tolerance, has such difficulty facing spiritual conflict, let alone them.
The stars twinkle at night, and the silver glow spreads all over the mountains, leaving people with endless fantasies...
