"To be honest, if Fang Xiu hadn't flown too high, I really think it might have been Ulan eating Fang Xiu's tofu this time!"

"You're so bald. I'd be crazy if you wanted to. The Kirigakure highway camera almost didn't catch you!"

"Fang Xiu has become more and more powerful since his battle with Zi Yan!"

"Just keep this style, I like it!"

"Can you please be kind to me? As a new actor, Wu Lan is obviously very serious about acting, and he also knows how to compose lines and interrupt Fang Xiu's thinking!"

"Well, then she's almost strangling Fang Xiu to death!"

"No way, that's Fang Xiu!"

In the live broadcast room, tens of billions of viewers were waiting to see Fang Xiu fly out of the Hancang Mountains, which meant that the prologue of Beijia Lake had finally begun.

"This little girl is pretty good. Tell the writing team that they can add more scenes to her appropriately in the future!"

In the program headquarters, Chen Yimou was quite satisfied with Ulan's performance.

At the very least, Fang Xiu has turned back towards the Hancang Mountains.

But, this is not enough.

After all, Fang Xiu flew too fast.

Is he not afraid of heights at all?

"Ulan, make it more difficult for Fang Xiu!"

Chen Yimou ordered.

…

"So, only these seven spiritual plants are enough?"

On the outskirts of the Hancang Mountains, Fang Xiu pointed to the seven spiritual plants on the ground and asked.

Every kind of spiritual plant is piled up into a hill.

"probably!"

Wulan's face turned pale. It had been half an hour since she landed, but she still felt like she was still in the air.

This is probably because the speed is too fast, and people are still alive.

So much so that she didn't know how Fang Xiu found the spiritual plant she drew so accurately and efficiently in such a short period of time.

After all, one of them was a random drawing by her.

Thanks to the program team for making the vegetation in G36 so rich and diverse.

"Then let's go!"

Fang Xiu prepared to bundle these spiritual plants to prevent them from being taken away.

"Brother Fang, do you want to carry these spiritual plants away?"

Wulan looked very surprised.

"if not?"

Fang Xiu was stunned when asked.

"Since you are a high disciple of the Xuantian Hao Sect, didn't the sect give you a Qiankun bag?" Wu Lan blinked.

"What?"

Fang Xiu was startled.

No, is there really such a thing?

"Brother Fang, you really don't have a Qiankun bag, do you?"

The "unexpected" look on Wulan's face became even more intense.

Although there is no obvious contempt.

But it still reveals an emotional expression inadvertently, which is obviously very cheap, but in the end you still can't afford it.

This line and expression are not in the script.

Ulan added it on purpose.

Who told this guy to scare her on purpose?

Yes, yes, girls are very stingy, hehe.

"I'll do it!"

Wu Lan stood up, took a red cloth bag embroidered with patterns from his waist, and threw it into the air.

I saw her hands gently squeezing the secrets, and specks of light scattered. The red bag thrown into the air opened, and a strange force flew out from it, rolling up the seven piles of spiritual plants on the ground and putting them into the bag.

"Okay, how convenient this is!"

Wulan took back the Qiankun bag and tied it around his waist.

"Miss Wulan, where did you get this Qiankun bag?"

Fang Xiu admitted that he really wanted it.

After all, this thing is a must-have for every murderer and plunderer (crossed out) in cultivation novels, and every monk who goes out to practice.

It has been almost a month since he was reborn, and this is the first time he has seen such a thing.

"My father made this for me!"

Wu Lan looked proud and proud: "Only monks in the foundation-building stage can make the Qiankun Bag!"

"Just the foundation building period?"

Fang Xiu felt incredible.

He was a foundation-building monk yesterday, and he didn't think he had the strength to control the power of space.

"Yes, this is common sense, everyone knows it!"

Wulan suppressed a smile and asked: "Brother Fang Xiu, why is your expression so strange? Is there something wrong?"

"Maybe my knowledge is too shallow!"

Fang Xiu shook his head and said: "Although I have entered the foundation building stage, I still feel that I am not capable of making the Qiankun Bag."

"That's normal!"

Wu Lanfeng smiled lightly.

Then she froze.

Building foundation?

"Are you a foundation-building monk?"

Wulan's eyes widened, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Well, I was lucky enough to advance yesterday!"

Fang Xiu nodded.

After all, there are foundation-building monks all over the streets, and he has nothing to hide.

"Ah, that, oh!"

Wulan opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

Who informed him that he could build a foundation?

Program team?

"What did Fang Xiu just say? Did he build a foundation?"

"Um, does that mean he sat on the Heaven and Earth chessboard for a whole day and a night yesterday, and that counts as foundation building?"

"No, he thinks he can cultivate immortality. I understand this. After all, the program team has arranged a golden finger for him to rise to a small level every two days. This is also his normal association. After all, Yunlin's prison-suppressing skills are also improving from time to time.

But Foundation Establishment? The program team hasn’t given him a definition yet. Does he know what Foundation Establishment is?”

"Some people say that the highest level of deception is to believe it yourself. I think this is a bit superficial compared to Fang Xiu!"

"Let me just say, is it possible that one day in the future, he will suddenly announce that he has achieved the golden elixir?"

"Hahaha, you're laughing so hard. In the Golden Core Realm, according to what is written in the novel, you cannot break a few satellites as a calamity from the devil as soon as your spiritual consciousness sweeps away!"

In the live broadcast room, all the viewers were shocked.

too suddenly.

Fang Xiu has established the foundation!

"The audience this time is not very good. Is it difficult to understand?"

In the program headquarters, Chen Yimou has everything he thinks about.

To be honest, Fang Xiu's strength is becoming more and more out of control. If he always thought that he was still a minor Qi practitioner, to be honest, Chen Yimou didn't know how to redefine and plan the strength of the foundation building period and the golden elixir realm.

Since Fang Xiu thinks that he has already established a foundation, then he has established a foundation!

"Inform the writing team to adjust Fang Xiu's sect treatment at the appropriate time!"

Chen Yimou thought for a while and said: "Let Huyan Jingyao be prepared. After all, they are all official disciples of the inner sect. It is normal for the sect to grant marriage. When the time comes, they will slander Fang Xiu and rebel against the sect. This bloody plot will soon be inserted at any time."

Is this an opportunity?"

…

"Miss Wulan, are you sure that Ling'er needs the inner elixir of the monster as a guide to heal his injuries?"

On the edge of the wilderness and the Hancang Mountains, Fang Xiu led Wu Lan and walked with his sword at low altitude.

"Yes, the more the better. Sister Ling'er has injured her origin and needs a lot of animal elixirs and elixirs to make her own unique healing elixir!"

Wulan said categorically: "Sister Ling'er told me these!"
To be continued...