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Chapter 112

 Fan Ming still remembers what Feng Ying once mentioned, that monks in the foundation-building stage can live more than two hundred years, and monks in the golden elixir stage can live five hundred years.

In other words, if the immortal cultivator is still alive, he will at least be a powerful person at the golden elixir stage.

This is part of the reason why Fan Ming offered to escort Zuo Yingfang.

If he could take this opportunity to get to know another monk at the Golden Core Stage, it would be a worthwhile trip.

Following the guidance of the jade pendant on Zuo Yingfang's body, they arrived here.

The final destination should not be far away, because the final direction pointed by the jade pendant is the top of the mountain where they are.

However, although the destination was very close, Fan Ming did not rush to take the two girls up the mountain, but chose to suggest staying at the foot of the mountain for one night.

The reason is that Fan Ming feels that hundreds of years have passed since the incident, and even if the other party is still alive, he doesn't know whether he will still inherit the Zuo family's kindness.

What's more important is that after so many years, there's no telling whether that monk may have fallen into evil ways.

Before leaving Beishan County, when Fan Ming went to say goodbye to Xi'er and Qingqiu Yinlan, Qingqiu Yinlan once told him that human monks are divided into two camps: the righteous and the demonic.

Decent monks pay attention to one step at a time, success will come naturally, and the exercises are relatively peaceful.

But the evil heretics are different. They are eager for success, can hardly endure loneliness, and blindly pursue the power of their exercises. As long as they can break through the realm quickly, they will use any means, and the cultivation process is often more vicious and vicious.

Things like kidnapping monks of the opposite sex to use as cauldrons, killing people and draining their souls and blood to refine magic tools, etc. are all very common among demonic monks.

Fan Ming had no intention of just coming to the door so rashly. If the monk who owed a favor to the Zuo family was really a demonic monk, then what if he, a young immortal cultivator who had just fledged to the cultivator, ran in front of him?

Is it like automatically delivering food to your door? He is lucky if he doesn't get swallowed in one bite.

So Fan Ming plans to go to the villages or counties near this mountain tomorrow to inquire about the situation of this mountain.

Then consider whether to go up the mountain.

Just when Fan Ming's thoughts were wandering, Su Biqing, who was resting her head on his lap, suddenly turned over.

Fan Ming looked down and saw that Su Biqing had opened her eyes at some point. The two of them looked at each other, and the atmosphere was a little subtle.

For more than a month, the three of them have been traveling together. They encountered storms, experienced heavy snow, were blocked by bandits, and were surrounded by wolves. This incident has invisibly brought the three of them closer together.<

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During this process, Fan Ming also clearly felt that Su Biqing's affection for him was becoming more and more naked, and it seemed that she didn't want to hide it anymore.

However, Fan Ming never responded to the beauty's overtures and closeness.

If you ask yourself, if Fan Ming says he is not attracted by such a beautiful girl, it would be a lie.

But he had too many things to worry about, so he never responded to Su Biqing.

More than a month has passed in this way in a daze, and it seems that this journey is about to end.

Fan Ming felt an inexplicable guilt in his heart. At this moment, facing Su Biqing's silent gaze, the guilt in his heart became even stronger.

However, after hesitating for a long time, Fan Ming still couldn't say what he wanted to say. He just asked: "Aren't you already asleep?"

A hint of disappointment flashed in Su Biqing's eyes, but it quickly disappeared. She sat up, looked at Fan Ming, blinked, and then said with a smile:

"I'm pretending to sleep."

Fan Ming didn't ask her why she was pretending to sleep, he just looked at her quietly.

Su Biqing's cheeks turned slightly red when he stared at her like this, and she took the initiative to change the topic:

"Brother Fan, you are not an ordinary warrior, right?"

"Why do you say that?"

"I saw it just now... No, I've seen it several times before..." As she spoke, Su Biqing grabbed a piece of dry firewood, waved it in front of her face twice, and continued: "You can make things float by themselves.

!"

"And..."

Before she could finish speaking, Fan Ming interrupted her and said, "Is that so?"

Su Biqing suddenly felt as if someone was trying to take away the dry firewood in her hand, so she turned her attention back to the dry firewood, but the next second, the dry firewood suddenly broke free from her hand and floated in the air.

Su Biqing opened her mouth slightly, her eyes full of surprise. Although this was not the first time she had seen a similar situation, this was the first time Fan Ming showed it openly and openly in front of her.

With a thought in Fan Ming's mind, the dry firewood flew into his hand, and then he threw it into the fire, and finally explained:

"This is called 'mind control', and it's a 'little trick' that everyone who cultivates immortals can do."

The reason why Fan Ming emphasized that this is a little trick is because it is indeed not as effective as imagined.

When he first tried to learn "mind control", Fan Ming was very excited, because this "mind control" looked like the telekinesis superpower in science fiction movies. However, after learning it, Fan Ming understood that this "mind control"

"Technology" is not as effective as imagined.

First of all, its range is very limited. Fan Ming can currently only control objects within a three-meter radius of himself.

Secondly, the weight that can be "lifted" is also very limited. He can't do anything more than one kilogram.

Moreover, the consumption was extremely high. Fan Ming had tried before, controlling a copper plate to float motionless in the air, but he could only hold on for less than half a quarter of an hour. It consumed a lot of energy and he needed to slow down for several hours afterwards.

Finally, there is the issue of actual combat. "Mind Control Technique" can be used to deal with ordinary people or warriors, but once it encounters other immortals in the city, it will basically have no effect.

You must know that when monks use magic weapons to fight, although there are often scenes of magic weapons flying around, this is not caused by "mind control".

This is because the magic weapon itself can fly. The monk only injects his spiritual consciousness and spiritual power into the magic weapon and becomes the "controller" of the magic weapon. It is not the "mind control technique" that makes the magic weapon fly.

If this is the case, once the magic weapon flies out of one's control, wouldn't it be given to others in vain?

Or maybe if someone has better "mind control skills" than you, wouldn't that mean they were snatched away casually?

After figuring out this problem, Fan Ming knew that "mind control" was very useless.

So he didn't spend too much time on it. He just regarded it as an auxiliary skill in life and didn't put much thought into it.

But Su Biqing didn't seem to agree with Fan Ming's point of view. A look of admiration flashed in her eyes and she said: "Little trick? How could it be possible? This is so awesome! Brother Fan, can you teach me!"

"Teach you?" Fan Ming shook his head after hearing this...
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