"Let me tell you, this village chief, that boy Jingfeng didn't mean that. Is it inappropriate for you to vent your anger on him like this?"
A man with a strong build and a beard wearing an animal skin said to an old man in front of a beautifully decorated gate.
The old man was wrapped in thick cotton clothes, with a slightly helpless expression on his face.
"I understand that this matter is not Jingfeng's fault, but when I think of my beloved daughter, I feel sad..."
The village chief waved his thin palm and said to the man.
The man sighed, and suddenly seemed to remember something. He took out a red herb with leaves as big as ginger from the bag on his waist.
"This is the fire ginger grass collected by several children at the risk of their lives. It has miraculous effects on treating cold syndrome, methamphetamine, etc."
He handed the fire ginger grass to the village chief and added, "I got it from Jingfeng."
The village chief looked at the herb and took it with trembling hands. He knew without thinking that Xu Qinglian must have tried her best to get it for him.
"This girl..." The village chief felt that his vision was a little blurry. He was just such a daughter, and he always doted on her. If he had known what would happen today, he would rather not use this medicine to treat his illness.
"That girl is a filial child."
The village chief wiped away his tears with his hand and nodded.
"One more thing. I used my true energy to protect the girl's heart. Although there are such rare things as the Xuanling Ice Box, it is not a long-term solution."
The village chief calmed down and asked, "Please give me some advice."
The man waved his hand and said, "I don't want to give you any advice. I just suggest you buy more Yinhan medicine and cook it more. Maybe it can delay the process longer."
"Is there no way to eradicate this poison?" the village chief asked eagerly.
"The poison comes from a cave master who has practiced for hundreds of years. Although this kind of evil creature has limited cultivation, the use of poison is indeed no small matter."
"I'm afraid that this poison will be difficult for any powerful person to break. There may be some kind of treasure..."
The old village chief was stunned when he heard this, and asked boldly: "Sir, no, dare I ask the master about his cultivation level?"
"I am just a refugee, and my realm is only at the early stage of Tiantong realm."
The village chief was shocked. Although the man said it easily, the village chief also traveled around the world when he was young and was quite knowledgeable. Tiantong realm experts are almost the top masters in the human world. Legend has it that they can fight against wild beasts and are extremely powerful.
In the countless villages and tribes built on the mountains in the north, the human race is relatively weak. Some monsters and spirits are worshiped by humans in exchange for protecting humans from the surrounding beasts and monsters. Such creatures are usually powerful and are respectfully called sacrificial spirits.
However, ordinary sacrifice spirits are only around the level of Baihui Realm or Tongliu Realm, and the Forbidden Qi Realm is about to catch up with the cave masters in the mountains, and only a handful of them can do so.
Who would have thought that this unattractive man in front of him could actually be a strong man in the Tiantong realm, who was equivalent to the mountain master who ruled the mountain.
The village chief naturally knew how to deal with people, so he immediately asked his servants to bring him a lot of silver and satin, and also held a banquet to entertain him, not only to thank the man for saving his beloved daughter, but also to make good friends.
The man needed these at the moment, but he only wanted some silver, and he refused the others one by one.
"I'm a rough guy, so the village chief shouldn't be offended. These silver coins should be regarded as the reward for borrowing the Xuanling Ice Box."
The village chief didn't force him. Now that the man wanted to leave, he still sent him away together.
The man left the village chief's mansion and wandered around Liangxiang Village. He could feel a powerful aura in the big lake behind the village, which should be the spirit sacrifice.
He restrained his cultivation at the moment and went to a tavern to order some food and drinks, feeling quite worried.
Over there, Jingfeng felt full of grievance and unwillingness. His grief and anger were almost beyond words, and he ran all the way to a stream far outside the village.
Jing Jieying was worried that Jingfeng felt too guilty and chased him all the way out.
Halfway through, she suddenly saw a man wearing dark green clothes and silver hair standing high on a big tree in front of her. She didn't know what she thought of, and her pace gradually slowed down.
In the end, he stopped and did not continue to chase. She looked at the figure high up with a complicated expression, thought about it again and again, and quietly returned the way she came.
Jingfeng sat dejectedly by the stream, grabbing his hair with both hands in frustration.
“Why is this happening, why does this happen?”
He growled lowly, seeming to be mumbling to himself.
Tears overflowed from the corners of Jingfeng's eyes, and as soon as he closed his eyes, what came to his mind was the image of Xu Qinglian lying in his arms with a pale face.
"It's all my fault that Lian'er became like this!"
He remembered what the old village chief said again. Two young girls who were in love with each other could never see each other again. This was even more uncomfortable than killing him.
At this moment, a hand patted Jingfeng's shoulder. Jingfeng raised his head blankly, and what appeared in his eyes was a very handsome white-haired man.
"Master...Master?" Jingfeng recognized the person and shouted dumbly, then leaned his head on one of the man's legs and cried in grievance. The man just looked at the scenery quietly, without speaking or making any movement.
After Jingfeng's crying stopped, the man looked away and said, "I met your mother, but she didn't follow me after seeing me."
"Mother?" Jingfeng seemed to remember something, lowered his head and said, "I've caused trouble for my mother again."
"What happened to you in the mountains?" the man asked in a calm tone.
Jingfeng told the man exactly what happened.
After hearing this, the man still stood with his hands behind his back, without any emotion on his face.
"What are you going to do next?"
The man asked still calmly.
Jingfeng looked into the distance with his eyes somewhat dreamily. Suddenly, as if he had made some important decision, he stood up suddenly and said to the man: "Master, I want to become stronger!"
This time the man raised his eyebrows in a rare move, "Oh?"
"why?"
"I want to protect the people I care about! I have to become stronger."
Jingfeng rubbed his eyes, looked at the man seriously and said.
"When do you want to start?"
"From now on! I have made up my mind!"
The man glanced at him, and his face returned to an indifferent expression without sadness or joy.
"Meditation."
Jingfeng was stunned for a moment when he heard what he said. Then he was overjoyed and hurriedly did as the master said.
"The so-called cultivation is a process of introducing Qi into the body and refining Qi to improve it. The natural breath that the human body normally breathes contains very little spiritual energy. This spiritual energy will not be absorbed by the human body and cannot be detected. Only exercise, beating the body, and letting the limbs Only by being strong and physically strong can the Dantian adapt to spiritual energy and become a suitable container for storing spiritual energy.”
"As a person has been tempering his body for several years, the body is silently absorbing and storing spiritual energy, and converting it into true energy. These weak and seemingly non-existent spiritual energy are precipitated in every breath you take. One day, these spiritual energy will reach The amount is enough for you to condense into a cyclone in your Dantian."
"Feng'er, calm down and feel it, and use your mind to control the true energy to condense in your Dantian to form a spring. This is the first level of cultivation - the whirling spring state."
Jingfeng turned his palms to the sky and pinched his hands together. He felt that his Dantian was getting hot and had a strange feeling.
Jingfeng opened his eyes and saw that his pants were lifted up for no reason, and he felt a little embarrassed.
"Be at peace in your mind, feel the spiritual energy flowing through your body, and don't think wildly."
The master's words were like a heavy hammer, causing Jingfeng to wake up instantly. At that moment, he felt only traces of free Qi scurrying around his Dantian like a small snake. He moved his fingers and felt the true Qi slowly slowly gathered together.
“Use your feelings to compress and guide.”
The scenery calmed my mind, and I could clearly hear the sound of the waves on the water surface blown by the wind. He was silently thinking about condensation in his mind, and coupled with years of physical training, the true energy was slowly gathering.
Finally, the true energy slowly gathered into an air ball, and Jingfeng could clearly feel the air ball slowly churning in his Dantian, like a spring.
"Continue, feel your true energy flowing in the meridians. You have only condensed part of the spiritual energy into a cyclone, and then a large part of the energy is free in the internal organs and the meridians of the limbs."
Jingfeng gathers Qi with his thoughts. During the process of gathering the Qi, the Qi is relatively static, while the meridians through which the Qi travels are dynamic while still transporting the blood. The Qi in the body must be controlled with thoughts to follow the established route.
If there is interference from the outside world during the movement of Qi, the practitioner's attention will inevitably be distracted. Once the Qi guided by thoughts loses control, it will wander around in the meridians, which may cause serious consequences.
Jingfeng felt that his whole body, limbs and bones were extremely transparent, and the true energy flowing through his meridians gave him a numbing feeling, a bit like being touched by static electricity.
"The true qi condenses into a cyclone, forming a spring-like air mass. From now on, your qi will be replenished by this spring. The true qi is transported to the meridians of the limbs and bones through the spring to enhance the strength of the body. Similarly, the qi from the body's meridians can also Grow the cyclone.”
"You need to guide the Qi to travel through all the meridians and penetrate them to ensure that the true Qi is transmitted unobstructed, so that the Qi generated in your limbs and Dantian complement each other. This is the second realm of cultivation - Bai Hui Jing.”
Jing Feng silently guides the true energy in the body to clear the meridians. Sometimes when encountering narrow veins and blood vessels, there will be a pinprick pain when the true energy flows through, so he can only guide it very slowly.
But I have to say that Jingfeng is very talented in cultivation. When the moon was in the sky, Jingfeng finally opened his eyes. He only felt numbness in his limbs, but he felt inexplicably very happy. It seemed that the cultivation was successful.
"How are you, Master?" Jingfeng was overjoyed. He felt that his limbs and body were full of strength.
In the past, Jingfeng could break a boulder with pure physical strength, but on the contrary, his body had to endure a lot of damage. Now with the blessing of true energy, when he smashes the boulder with one palm, there is almost no damage to the body except for some pain.
"Well, the peak of Baihui Realm is a little worse than I expected."
"What?"
Jingfeng was confused.
"You have been cultivating your body for more than six years. I calculated that with your accumulation of more than six years, you should be able to reach the early stage of Tongliu realm in one breath today. I didn't expect that you were a little short. Are you usually lazy?"
When the man said this, his face was still expressionless, but Jingfeng was shocked when he heard it. The master could even calculate the total amount of Qi after six years of cultivation?
"However, with your current cultivation speed, you will be able to advance to the realm of circulation in just a short time. This bottle of Qi Enhancing Powder for you will speed up your cultivation progress."
The man took out a cyan porcelain bottle from his waist. Jingfeng took it with a smile and said, "Thank you, Master."
The man looked at Jingfeng and shook his head expressionlessly, seeming a little helpless towards his apprentice.
He suddenly thought of something and said to Jingfeng: "Feng'er, that girl may still be saved."
Jingfeng paused for a moment, then asked: "Master, please clarify!"
But the man shook his head and said: "There is a Jialian Snow Mountain beyond Qianlong Ridge in the north. It is said that there is a thousand-year-old snow lotus on the top of the mountain, which can produce blood and flesh, and turn death into life. But with your current strength..."
"That's all, you should improve your cultivation as soon as possible."
Jingfeng silently clenched his fists after listening to his master's words.
"Go back early. Your mother is still waiting for you at the entrance of the village."
"Okay." Jingfeng's nose felt sour when he heard this.
"I'm leaving too. By the way, your mother will be sad to see the ancient whip on your waist."
Jingfeng quickly touched the royal weapon broken in half at his waist. It felt a little cold to the touch. When he looked up again, the white-haired man had disappeared.
