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Chapter 239 Two Good Shows
That night, Luo Xia was woken up by the sound of thunderclap from the mountain, causing Luo Xia to walk up the mountain slowly.

However, there are already more curious people here, such as the temporary workers who have just arrived.

Looking at Wang Zhenqiu and Zhang Chulan who were peeping in front of the door, Rorschach stood behind them, imitating Professor Snape's posture, rolled up his sleeves, and pushed their heads directly into it.

The self-cultivation stove in the house had been smashed by the Ruhuas with their sledgehammers, and Wang Ye hid in the floor prepared for him early, and fell asleep enduring the noise around him.

Zhuge Qing looked at the Ruhuas coming and going around, and wondered in his heart how different the weapon refining method of Zhuge Wuhou Shenji was from these Ruhuas.

And Ma Xianhong was lying on the ground, constantly modifying the parameters of the self-cultivation furnace, preparing to recreate a more perfect self-cultivation furnace.

Seeing Luo Xia's arrival, Ma Xianhong gave way to a small space and said, "The original self-cultivation stove required the upper root device I carefully selected as the person who handles the stove. The state of the meridians of the person, so the modified lower root organ is very dependent on the cultivation of the upper root organ. And their upper limit is the level of the upper root organ when the furnace is used."

"Although I don't want to admit it, it is indeed the problem of the current self-cultivation stove. A perfect self-cultivation stove should not be limited to the level of the stove owner."

Ma Xianhong took out a ruler, kept gesturing on Luo Xia's body, and said: "But my ideal perfect self-cultivation stove, as long as everyone is willing, can improve themselves to an unimaginable level. This is no longer limited to the person who holds the stove." No, you don't even need a furnace bearer in the back."

Luo Xia looked at Ma Xianhong, who was constantly busy, and asked, "Then what are you measuring me for?"

Ma Xianhong replied: "Aren't you the best candidate? You only had contact with the king at the Luotian Dajiao, and you were able to perform Fenghou Qimen after a few days. According to what you said about Tongtianlu and Detention The spirit dispatcher has also learned, isn't this ability the most perfect state?"

Luo Xia patted Ma Xianhong's hand, and the ruler fell directly to the ground.

Luo Xia said: "Old Ma, you may have misunderstood. I do need a self-cultivation furnace, but it is only for those who have gone through hardships. They also need to start from the beginning and slowly cultivate. I will definitely not let them do it overnight."

Ma Xianhong asked suspiciously: "But, isn't this bad?"

Luo Xia shook his head and said: "Not good, very bad. The line of Qian Gua: Nine Three, a gentleman works all day long, and he is vigilant at night. There is no blame. Can you understand what it means?"

Ma Xianhong shook his head, only to hear Wang Ye, who didn't know when he opened his eyes, say: "A gentleman works all day long, that is to say, a person must maintain his duty and normalcy all day long. Be vigilant to yourself, don't relax, be as careful as you are during the day. That is to say, when you are in middle age, you must be careful when you do things anytime, anywhere, and you can't even relax in your old age."

After Zhuge Qing finished inspecting Ruhua, he added, "The same is true for cultivation. Warlocks need to polish their static skills. Physical training needs to polish their bodies. Even talismans that can be thrown everywhere must be carefully condensed. This is the source of a monk's strength. "

Ma Xianhong frowned and said, "So you all think I'm wrong?"

Luo Xia said: "That's right, it's just that the target of the furnace is wrong. It shouldn't be used on ordinary people who don't have any faith at will. Talent and journey complement each other, and castles built overnight will eventually collapse."

Seeing that Ma Xianhong was about to refute again, Luo Xia pointed to the people around him and asked, "Look at the people present, including your so-called upper-genital weapon, who is doing whatever they want. Self-denial is the first step in everyone's cultivation. one class."

When Ma Xianhong was thinking, even Ru Hua stopped the sledgehammer in his hand.

Luo Xia struck while the iron was hot, and said, "Old Ma, do you know about the extermination of Buddha in the Northern Wei Dynasty and the witch hunting in the European Middle Ages?"

"What does it matter?"

"If the population of aliens continues to increase, the awareness of racial cohesion of the originally loose aliens will become stronger and stronger, and the risk of ordinary people becoming aware of the existence of aliens will become higher and higher. When the ratio of the alien population to the world's population When this population red line is exceeded, it will break through the pressure threshold of society, thus forming confrontation among human beings."

Luo Xia picked up the sledgehammer, pointed at the body-cultivation stove, and said, "And your body-cultivation stove is the key to breaking the threshold."

Rorschach smashed the shell of the self-cultivation furnace, exposing the most critical parts inside. In the following story, it was proved that this part was not made by a thousand efforts. There was a strange body inside, with vital signs and complete meridians. and roughly formed organs.

When Luo Xia raised the sledgehammer to smash the object, Ma Xianhong hurried over and took the sledgehammer from Luo Xia's hand.

"You guys go first, I have to think about it..."

After finishing speaking, Ma Xianhong pushed everyone out of the room, leaving only himself to redesign the self-cultivation furnace.

Under the blessing of Da Luo Dongguan, Luo Xia clearly saw what the key part was and who it belonged to...

"Hey, come here..."

Ever since Ma Xianhong drove the others down the mountain and rebuilt the self-cultivation stove himself, life in Biyou Village has ushered in ordinary daily life again.

For those ordinary people who are obsessed with the legend of practicing qi, this kind of quiet life is in line with their imagination.

Until Ma Xianhong went down the mountain again, it represented the completion of the reconstruction of the self-cultivation furnace, and also represented the beginning of Operation Rorschach.

Ma Xianhong looked at the shadow cast by the room and said, "I thought you would endure longer, but forget it, take it."

Ma Xianhong threw a swallowing pouch at Luo Xia, which contained the magic machine.

Luo Xia was not polite, and directly opened the phagocytic bag and began to look through it.

Ma Xianhong suddenly said: "What you said before is biased. Why are you so disgusted with ordinary people getting power, but you clearly stated that you hope your subordinates can get the power of cultivation? Isn't this a double standard?"

"Soldiers who have experienced ordeals are not ordinary people. They just lack an opportunity. Besides, I didn't come to you to ask you to practice, but I just want to invite you to watch a good show."

Immediately, Ma Xianhong became interested and asked, "A good show? What is it?"

"It should be two good shows, called 'unscrupulous practitioners' and 'crowds who don't know the truth'."

Luo Xia opened the door and cast the Illusion Curse on himself and Ma Xianhong, and the two quietly came to the outskirts of Biyou Village.

In the woods, Ma Xianhong looked at Biyou Village in the distance, Genqi Zhao Guizhen was carrying a satchel, and hurriedly prepared to leave Biyou Village, but was stopped by Xiao Zizai, who was squatting aside.

After being discovered by Zhao Guizhen, Xiao Zizai just adjusted his glasses, and said to Zhao Guizhen, "Master, it's dark and windy night, it's not suitable to hurry..."

(End of this chapter)