Seeing Ye Zhenfeng's serious look, Feng Yunlan couldn't bear to be disturbed and turned around to leave.
Ye Zhenfeng continued to practice like this, until he was exhausted and had no more strength left in his body, so he knelt weakly on the ground.
He gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Things like thorns and lightning, black abyss martial soul patterns, and dragon scale heart-protecting golden armor, they can't be used without martial soul spirit. Is it true that without Yuanhai and soul sky, it is really impossible to cultivate martial soul spirit?" Are you done? Ah——"
He exhausted all his strength and finally fell to the ground, panting and looking at the sky angrily, I am so useless! He is simply a useless piece of trash!
"I think you are indeed a waste!" A sarcastic voice came from somewhere, and the voice sounded a little old.
He stood up hurriedly and looked around, but there was no one around.
"Who? Who is talking to me?" He turned his head left and right, but there was no one around.
"Who said that Yuan Hai and Hun Tian are necessary to practice martial arts? It's superficial!" The voice came again.
Ye Zhenfeng felt a flash of inspiration appear on the Taotie ring in his hand, and a white light jumped out of the ring.
A white-haired old man, wearing a wide-sleeved gray robe, stretched out and said: "I have a dream and a pillow for a thousand years. I have a really comfortable sleep this time!"
Ye Zhenfeng said in astonishment: "Old senior, how did you get out of the Taotie ring in my hand?"
"Hmph! Brat, I still want to talk about you. I just woke up from my dream of freedom. As soon as I woke up, I was hit by you so hard that my head hurt. You almost gave me a concussion. You stupid thing!"
"Huh? What are you talking about, old man? Why don't I understand?"
"You can't carve rotten wood. Boy, once you meet me, your life will be a mess. Do you know who I am?"
Ye Zhenfeng still looked confused and shook his head.
The white-haired old man stretched out his hand to smooth his beard, and then said:
"I am the pillow fairy in the Xuanyou Immortal Pillow. Because I love sleeping, I am called Zhen Qianqiu. Boy, do you know that if I sleep like this, this world will last a thousand years. My body lies in the four seas, my head rests on the world, and the world changes. , turned into vastness.”
"Everything in this world, in my eyes, is just a flick of the finger, a drop in the ocean. Hehe! As the saying goes, a dream and a pillow last a thousand years. One day of dreaming in heaven is ten years in the world!"
Ye Zhenfeng was stunned by what he said, and stayed there with his mouth wide open.
Zhen Qianqiu reached out and slapped him on the back of the head, and then said: "Huh! Look at your unseen look!"
Ye Zhenfeng asked hurriedly: "Senior Zhen Qianqiu, you said you have slept in the Xuanyou Immortal Pillow for more than a thousand years?"
Zhen Qianqiu stroked his beard and nodded: "Of course, I don't know how many thousands of years I have been sleeping, tens of thousands of years... Anyway, I am just groggy, dreaming and waking up again and again. Every time I wake up, this world changes again and again. Looks like...hehehe!"
"Senior Zhen Qianqiu, I just heard you say that to practice Wuhunling, you don't necessarily need Yuanhai and Huntian? Is there a third soul-gathering cauldron in the human body in addition to these two soul-gathering cauldrons?"
"Hehe! It's rare and strange. I've been in the world for I don't know how many years. As the saying goes, there are four seas beyond the Nine Continents, and there are overseas seas beyond the four seas. What I have seen and known has already surpassed those of my juniors. The people who practiced martial arts before me, except Hun Tian, There are other methods like Yuan Hai..."
"Senior Zhen Qianqiu, please teach me how to cultivate martial souls to this younger generation!" Ye Zhenfeng hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed in supplication.
Zhen Qianqiu said: "Boy, why are you in such a hurry?"
Ye Zhenfeng said: "I don't have much time left..."
"Are you going to die?"
"No... this junior needs to save a friend, and there are only ten days left..."
Ye Zhenfeng told Zhen Qianqiu everything. Zhen Qianqiu clenched his fists and said angrily, "It's too much for these people from the Soul Hunting Division to bully others like this. I will teach you the nine-day kung fu first, and I guarantee that you will be sure to do it on the night of the tenth day." Able to hunt down that thousand-year-old blood soul beast!"
Ye Zhenfeng's face was full of joy, but then he said with some worry: "But what can be learned in nine days? Even if it is to practice martial arts, it is too late!"
Zhen Qianqiu raised his head and smiled, saying: "Hahaha! Don't worry, the technique I taught you is quite interesting, and it doesn't require any bullshit martial arts spirit."
"Ah! So how powerful is it?"
"The power...is average! But it won't be a problem to kill a thousand-year-old blood soul beast or something like that."
Ye Zhenfeng hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed, saying: "Master, please teach me martial arts!"
Zhen Qianqiu stroked his beard and said with a smile: "You brat, you are quite smart. Since you are so blessed, well, I will accept you as my disciple!"
Ye Zhenfeng was overjoyed. He didn't expect that he would be able to survive a desperate situation, and that he would be able to become a disciple of such a powerful Zhen Qianqiu.
Zhen Qianqiu said: "The set of exercises I teach you is called A Pillow of Spring and Autumn Happy Dreams. It is a quick set of exercises, and it does not require any martial spirit. As long as you have the Xuanyou Immortal Pillow, even if you are sleeping, I will also practice Qigong unconsciously.”
After Zhen Qianqiu finished speaking, he immediately taught Yi Zhenqiu Happy Dream to Ye Zhenfeng. Ye Zhenfeng was very perceptive and quickly mastered the essence of this technique and began to practice it.
Zhen Qianqiu held a dead leaf on the side, supported his head with one hand, bent his knees with one leg, and lay on his side wearing a gray robe. He fell asleep after watching it.
After Ye Zhenfeng finished practicing a set of exercises, he suddenly realized that the exercises were really exquisite and he couldn't help but admire them.
Zhen Qianqiu stretched out his hand and yawned, then stood up and stretched, and said: "Not bad, not bad, he is quite talented and smart! He can learn it as soon as he learns it, and he can understand it easily!"
Ye Zhenfeng said in confusion: "Master, you... you were clearly sleeping just now..."
"Hmph!" Zhen Qianqiu flicked his sleeves and patted him on the back of the head, and then said: "Ignorant junior, although I had my eyes closed just now, I was looking with my heavenly eyes!"
"Eye of the Sky?"
"The Heavenly Eye is the third eye of human beings. It is located between the eyebrows. The Heavenly Eye only appears when the level of spiritual consciousness reaches a certain level. Ordinary people cannot see it."
"But Master, isn't the position between the eyebrows located at the Soul Heaven?"
"You mortals who have cultivated the Soul Heaven can actually become Heavenly Eyes when they reach a certain level. By the way, kid, I'm going back to the Xuanyou Immortal Pillow to sleep now. I'll give you some pointers next time..."
"Ah? Master, you...are you going to sleep again so soon? Didn't you just wake up? What's so good about sleeping?"
Zhen Qianqiu snorted coldly:
"Humph, what do you know? The real world is not as happy as the dream world! As a master, I only want to sleep forever and never wake up. This waking up is an opportunity. I will stay in the human world for a while."
"When the opportunity comes, you still have to leave as a teacher. During this period, you have to practice diligently and study seriously. How much you can learn depends on your luck."
Ye Zhenfeng nodded: "Yes... Master. But Master, when will you wake up next time? You said that one day of dreaming in heaven is ten years of human life. Have you overslept and forgotten that I am still here in the world?" Apprentice? What if...what if you wake up after I turn into a mummy?"
"Bah, bah, bah... since my master has agreed to accept you as his disciple, I will not let you call me master in vain. Don't worry, when the time comes, my master will naturally come out to see you. Just take care of yourself!"
"Master..."
Ye Zhenfeng wanted to say something more, but Zhen Qianqiu had already slipped into the Taotie Ring and went back to his spring and autumn dream.
Ye Zhenfeng scratched his head and said: "Why did I worship some lazy masters? I thought that Dean Nangong was already lazy enough, but I didn't expect that Zhen Qianqiu was the originator of laziness, and he simply fell asleep for a long time and couldn't wake up. ...Tsk, tsk, tsk... This is really lazy to a certain extent."
He then thought again, but the martial arts taught by this pillow Qianqiu are extraordinary. Back then, someone got the Xuanyou Immortal Pillow and got a few pointers from him in a dream, and he actually reached the peak. Now I can get a point or two from him. What a blessing!
Suddenly a puff of white smoke rose, and Zhen Qianqiu slipped out of the Taotie ring again, shouting: "Zhen Feng..."
Ye Zhenfeng was overjoyed and said hurriedly: "Master, did you wake up so soon?"
"No, I just came back to remind you to look for the Qi Transformation Fruit."
"Qi Transformation Fruit? This is the legendary fairy fruit. Does it really exist in this world?"
Zhen Qianqiu said: "Really? Is this kind of wild fruit extinct now? In the past, it could be seen everywhere..."
"Master, what's the use of finding the Qi Transformation Fruit?"
"Oh...didn't I tell you that you can practice Wuhunling without Huntian and Yuanhai? Finding the Qi Transformation Fruit will of course help you practice Wuhunling again. You should look for it first. If you find it, let me know. Just say, I’m going back first! If there’s nothing special to do, don’t bother me, Master.”
Watching Zhen Qianqiu come and go in a hurry, Ye Zhenfeng felt as if he had had a big dream. He reached out and patted his face, feeling the pain, and then he was sure that what just happened was true.
For nine days and nights, Zhenfeng has been practicing the Dream of Spring and Autumn. The progress can be said to be rapid. This set of exercises can be called the best exercises. Although it does not use martial arts, its power is no less than that of Jin. Thunder-Slaying Dragon Technique.
The ten-day period is coming in a blink of an eye, and Ye Zhenfeng is preparing to go to Yuhua Villa to hunt the blood soul beast.
Before leaving, Feng Yunlan had prepared everything, including bows and arrows, talismans, animal traps...
Although Feng Yunlan didn't say anything, he was still very nervous in his heart. After all, he had to face such a powerful blood soul beast, and he had no idea at all, so he drank a few sips of wine to strengthen his courage.
Ye Zhenfeng thought to himself, I will have a narrow escape from death. I can't let Uncle Feng accompany me to death. It would be good if I could kill the Blood Soul Beast by luck this time, but if I couldn't, my corpse would be the best explanation to Shangguan Yaoran. Once I die, he will no longer embarrass the Feng family and his daughter.
Whatever.
He took the wine bottle from Feng Yunlan's hand, then poured two glasses of wine, stretched out his hand and handed one to Feng Yunlan, and said: "Uncle Feng, I'm afraid that today's battle will be a disaster, so I would like to toast you a glass of wine from Zhenfeng. Thank you very much." Take care of me during this time!”
Feng Yunlan nodded, picked up the wine glass, clinked it with it, then drank it, and Ye Zhenfeng also drank it.
