"Brother, aren't you kidding us? Is there really a way to make my younger brother and sister practice?" Fang Huo said excitedly.

"Absolutely, someone has tried it," Fang Lie smiled and said, "Look, this thing is called the White Jade Fish, which is a specialty of Ziran Villa on the Qingyu Island of the North Region of Wanxinghai. The owner of Ziran Villa has four sons, each of which has medium-grade or above spiritual roots. Among them, there are at least two sons. Originally, they are just mortals without spiritual roots, but rely on this white jade fish to be promoted to medium-grade spiritual roots, and have cultivated above the Golden Pool."

While speaking, Fang Lie took out the jade bowl.

Everyone immediately gathered around and looked at the boiling hot water inside and the white jade fish swimming freely, all of which looked weird.

"Brother, this seems to be boiling water, right?" Fang Huo exclaimed, "Are you trying to make fish soup?"

"What do you know?" Fang Lie smiled and said, "This fish is extremely special and can only survive in boiling water. Once the water cools down, they will freeze to death."

"So that's it. How many younger brothers and sisters can these fish practice?" Fang Huo asked.

"It must be none of them," Fang Lie smiled bitterly and said, "This thing must be progressed step by step, not just a fish can solve it. Now the younger brothers and sisters are still weak, so they must have indigestion on the meat of second-level monsters, so just give them only one quarter at a time. If you and those two bastards are left, Maomao can eat one.

"I, I don't need to eat that much," Maomao said hurriedly.

"No, you must eat it," Fang Lie said solemnly: "The food is given to them because they have low cultivation and weak physique. Eating too much will only have a counterproductive effect. You are different. There is absolutely no problem with a fish every time. Don't worry, I will send it back after eating it. As long as their cultivation level increases, they can definitely eat more."

"Yes, Maomao, don't refuse. We can still be jealous of you." Fang Huo hurriedly followed: "Brother's hard work, you can't let him down."

"Then, okay," Maomao nodded and said, "Thank you brother."

"Why are you polite to me?" Fang Lie touched Maomao's head and then smiled and said, "Okay, let's have a meal, don't worry about those two bastards."

Hearing this, everyone immediately shouted excitedly, and everyone immediately started cooking together.

Fang Huo is the chef, and Maomao is responsible for greeting the children. Fang Lie used the method taught by Mao San to deal with the white jade fish.

Soon, several tables of dishes were served, and the focus was on white jade fish.

Every child can only take a small bite, there is no way. It’s not that Fang Lie can’t bear it. It’s because the spiritual energy contained in the second-level monster is too strong that the children can’t bear it.

Even if it was just this little, after they ate it, they were full and warm all over, and they felt very comfortable, and they couldn't even eat other dishes.

Not only them, but even Fang Huo was the same. After eating the fish tail, he was hot all over and felt so uncomfortable that he had to go to seclusion and practice.

However, Maomao lived up to Fang Lie's expectations and ate most of the white jade fish without any discomfort.

Seeing this, Fang Lie immediately gave her another whole piece, and there was nothing unusual after she finished eating.

Fang Lie wanted to give it to him, but Maomao was no longer embarrassed to eat it.

Only then did Fang Lie realize that Maomao is not only the best spiritual roots, but also the root bones are of first-class level.

You know, even if Fang Lie has done so many miracles and his cultivation is above Maomao, he can only eat a half-white jade fish, and he will feel uncomfortable if he has too many.

But Maomao can eat more than Yan Lie, which shows how powerful her digestive ability is and how considerate her physical quality is.

Fang Lie knew that this was definitely related to Maomao's strange and powerful demon bloodline.

Fang Lie was extremely curious about this and hurriedly checked Maomao's homework. Then he was shocked to find that Maomao's qi sea had exceeded as much as a thousand feet.

And a few months ago, she was only more than a hundred feet tall.

In terms of spiritual roots, everyone has a slight pound of stakes. They have a slightly stronger understanding of the roots, but their willpower is definitely better. In terms of calculation, they are almost the same.

However, in terms of exercises, Maomao is just a common trick, and it is almost impossible to compare with Fang Lie's "Sutra of the Divine Phoenix and Nirvana" and "The True Sutra of the Innate Five Elements of the Innate Body".

In terms of resources, Fang Lie spent countless top-quality spiritual pills needed for cultivation, and often ate a feast of monsters. He also practiced hard in Yuchi for three months, which was equivalent to three years of hard practice on weekdays. All this was not comparable to Maomao.

The only thing that Maomao is powerful like Fang Lie is that she often eats spirit stones. In the past, she used to be a low-grade spirit stone a day, but later Fang Lie became more developed, with a high-grade spirit stone a day, and she also had extra meals from time to time.

Fang Lie only thought that eating spirit stones was a quirk, but now it seems that it is not the case. Eating spirit stones can actually increase cultivation, and it seems to be able to strengthen roots and bones. Otherwise, she would not be as powerful as she is now.

Seeing Maomao's changes, Fang Lie could only sigh secretly, "I'm really not afraid of not knowing the goods, but I'm afraid of comparing goods. I'm consuming resources to practice my life. I can't compare to those who use spirit stones as food.

Of course, although Fang Lie is envious, he will never be jealous. Instead, he feels high because of the great increase in Maomao's cultivation.

He then asked if he could eat more Maomao Lingshi? Don't be enough, he still has a lot of things anyway

After Fang Lie's repeated questioning, Maomao was embarrassed to tell the truth. In fact, her appetite increased with the increase of her cultivation. Now she will be hungry for two top-grade spirit stones every day. If she is full, she may need five.

If you change someone, you might be frightened by Maomao's appetite, but who is Fang Lie? How would you care about this when you often eat a meal of millions of spirit stones?

He took out the Sumeru bag and counted out 30UU of the top-grade spirit stones for Maomao, so that she could eat them to the fullest. Never save it.

Maomao took it with a blushing face, and a happy expression appeared on her ugly black face.

After finishing all this, Fang Lie was determined to ask about the changes in the sect after he left.

As a result, when Fang Lie mentioned this, Maomao frowned and complained: "Brother, you don't know. You just left, and five deacons came to Qingfeng Tower. They began to deduct the welfare of outer disciples and made trouble when they issued the mission. Although they were much better than the previous guy, they still caused complaints. Several outer disciples were dissatisfied and were injured by their aristocratic families."

"These bastards" Fang Lie said angrily: "You really don't know how to live or die, then what about you? You haven't been troubled?"

"This is for sure." Maomao lowered his head and said extremely depressedly: "Although we were not detained for the benefits of the sect, we were forcibly assigned sect tasks, which was very difficult to work. Moreover, our friends were also excluded and suppressed, and some people were shaken and broke up with us openly. Sister Juan was caused trouble because she was unwilling to do so, and she had to hunt and make money. The second and fourth brothers also helped her because she felt guilty."

"I'll just say that although Bing Lao Er is a bastard, he is not a bastard who is tempted to get into trouble. It turns out that there is such a story in it." Fang Lie then sneered fiercely: "I'll go to Qingfeng Tower now to see which guy is impatient and dares to go against me."

After saying that, Fang Lie asked Maomao to take care of his younger brothers and sisters, while he spread his wings and flew straight to Qingfeng Tower.

After leaving the Ling Mansion, Fang Lie flapped his golden wings and flew into the sky with anger on his face.

I met many monks on the way. His pair of golden wings were so conspicuous that they were recognized instantly

"Oh, Senior Brother Fang is back." The outer disciples were overjoyed and chased after him.

"That's great. With Senior Brother Fang here, the deacons in Qingfeng Tower will be in trouble."

"Did you see Senior Brother Fang's cold face? It must be because of this."

"Those bastards are so hateful. Senior Brother Fang finally founded a great situation, but they were regretful by a few bastards. We should let Senior Brother Fang kill them."

For a moment, the outer disciples who were bullied were all excited and all followed Fang Lie.

So, when Fang Lie came to Qingfeng Tower, there were already tens of thousands of people behind him. From a distance, he looked like a huge army.

After arriving at Qingfeng Tower, many of the outer disciples who were doing business here were as excited as seeing their relatives. They immediately soared into the air and stood behind Fang Lie consciously to protect Fang Lie.

Fang Lie was a mere Qihai monk and an outer disciple, but suddenly became the backbone of everyone. Even if he didn't say a word, tens of thousands of monks expressed their support for him in their own way.

Fang Lie did not disappoint everyone. After coming to Qingfeng Tower, he didn't go in at all. He floated directly in the air and shouted: "Where is the deacon in Qingfeng Tower? Get out of here."

"Get out"

"Get out"

"Get out"

Tens of thousands of disciples behind Fang Lie roared together, and all the resentment he received these days erupted at this moment.

But those disciples of the aristocratic families who were not angry were so scared that their faces were pale, their trembling, and they did not dare to speak at all. They either ran away or hid themselves, and they did not dare to face so many angry eyes.

Being scolded by tens of thousands of disciples, the five deacons inside were so scared that they all gathered together to discuss countermeasures.

"What to do? What to do?" said a green-robed Taoist, the leader of the five deacons, panickedly, "Didn't Fang Lie go to another place and comes back for three years? Why did he come back in just two months? Isn't this a playful person?"

"Damn it, this kid actually disrespects the rules of the sect. Let's sue him," another deputy deacon said in grief and anger.

Everyone else looked at him with idiot eyes, and the deacon cursed with a grudge: "You actually want to sue him? Don't you know that this kid is the real master of Zushi Hall? Going a lawsuit with him? I'm afraid that the master of the sect can't win, who are you?"

"This" the man said helplessly: "What do you think you should do? It's useless to stay here. That kid has the word "ren" in his hand, and he can control the mountain protection formation. If we are killed, it's the same as killing an ant."

"Oh, what else can I do? Go out and confront you." The deacon said sadly and angrily: "At this point, it's time to stretch your head and shrink your head is also a knife."

As he said that, he took the lead and flew out with four deputy deacons.
Chapter completed!