In a small courtyard in Qian's mansion, Qian Tu was sitting cross-legged in his inner room.
He slowly took out the Qiankun bag containing gold and silver jewelry, and a trace of expectation flashed in his eyes, "Can these treasures satisfy my need to refine the natal sword?"
He sat quietly on the bed, closed his eyes, and immersed himself in the inner peace. The Dantian in the body is like a vast ocean, and the true energy turns into surging rivers, flowing endlessly. After a moment, Qian Tu moved his palms up and down, and a blue energy rose between his two palms.
This energy is exactly the sword energy that he has nourished with spiritual energy for many years.
"Born Sword Qi."
Qian Tu sat cross-legged, staring at the sword energy suspended between his palms. "It's been a year and I still can't transform it. This shows how difficult it is to inherit the Sword Immortal. I'm afraid I will need to rely on more rare treasures to refine it in the future."
Once the natal sword is made, it will become a unique treasure in the world, and its unparalleled power will make people fearful. No matter how many fairy magic weapons you have in your hands, they can't be compared to this natal sword.
The natal sword has gone through countless days and nights of refining. It is slowly conceived with the sword energy condensed in the practitioner's Dantian. It is also integrated into the practitioner's soul, gradually forming the essence of the sword energy and becoming indispensable in the practitioner's life. a part of. However, once the natal sword is destroyed, the consequences will be as terrifying as the sky falling and the earth falling.
At the least, the body and mind will be injured, the flesh and blood will be blurred, and the pain will be unbearable; at the most serious, the path of spiritual practice will be in ruins, like a lost ship in the dark night, unable to find its destination. On this vast road to immortality, it is like walking on the edge of a snow-covered cliff. The future is full of unknowns and uncertainties.
"Go ahead."
The Qiankun Bag was instantly controlled under the guidance of his mind, and gold and silver treasures emerged in an orderly manner. With the advancement of the Qiantu spell, the blue sword energy gradually showed a dazzling halo, eagerly absorbing the essence of gold and silver treasures.
Tiny light spots flew out from the treasure and merged into the sword energy.
At the same time, the gold and silver treasures gradually dissipated, leaving behind some fine debris, as if they were once evidence of glory and have now turned into illusory smoke and dust.
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the other side.
Lingcheng, the city lord's mansion.
A middle-aged man wearing a luxurious crown and robe sat in front of the case, writing some kind of document intently. His cheeks are long and thin, and his three long beards look solemn and solemn. A white-haired old man stood next to him, respectfully serving him tea and water.
"Sir, have you heard? The second young master with unlimited money is back."
"oh?"
City Lord Li Zongping's pen tip stopped on the paper, his brows raised slightly, and he said in surprise: "Are you talking about the peerless master who was famous ten years ago and reached the tenth level of Qi training at the age of fifteen? ?”
"Yes, that's him. He also caused a sensation in our city lord's mansion back then."
"Oh, this kid was really arrogant back then." As he said that, he suddenly remembered something, "Huh? Didn't he go looking for some immortal sect? Did he succeed?"
"This... I don't know, but today Qian Wuliang came back in a hurry with Qian Cheng, and then went out excitedly. Do you want me to ask him?"
"No need! Whether he comes back or not has nothing to do with us, and his father and brother are both here with me, so he doesn't dare to act rashly."
After saying that, Li Zongping put down his brush and said, "By the way, is there any recent news from the Second Prince?"
"No."
"Well, you go down."
"Yes."
The old man had just left when suddenly a soldier hurriedly broke into the room. He walked straight to Li Zongping's ear and whispered a few words. Li Zongping frowned, and then the soldier took out a token from his arms and handed it to him. Li Zongping's expression suddenly changed.
"where is he?"
"Waiting in the back garden."
After hearing what the soldier said, Li Zongping straightened up his appearance and hurriedly walked towards the back garden.
Soon, he came to the pavilion in the back garden and saw a fat figure sitting there. Li Zongping's expression changed slightly. When he saw the appearance of the visitor, he quickly stepped forward to kneel down and salute, "I don't know, Qi..."
However, his arm was grabbed by someone, and the etiquette was not completed yet.
The young man gently helped him up and said with a smile: "Well, City Lord Song, you're welcome. You can just call me Seventh Young Master outside. There's no need to be so restrained."
"Yes, Seventh Young Master."
Song Rentou felt quite worried and reluctantly accompanied him with a smile.
He quickly stepped forward to pour him a cup of tea and served him diligently.
"Seventh Young Master is here. Why do you need help from me?"
The Seventh Young Master sipped tea leisurely, glanced at Song Rentou, his eyes were cold and deep, and said with a chuckle: "You don't have to be nervous. I'm just casually visiting the mountains and rivers this time. I passed by Lingcheng and came to visit."
"It is a blessing for me to be cared about by the Seventh Young Master!"
Song Rentou flattered him, but he became more and more worried. Although the Seventh Young Master looks gentle and approachable, everyone knows that he is moody.
"Okay, no more flattery." With that said, the Seventh Young Master took out an exquisite jade box from his arms and slowly opened it, revealing the luminous pearl inside.
"You manage Lingcheng well, and this is my reward for you!" The seventh master's lips curved into a teasing smile, "Do you like it?"
Song Rentou was stunned on the spot.
He never expected that the Seventh Young Master would reward him with a luminous pearl. You must know that this thing is a rare treasure worth millions of silver.
But he is not a fool. Fights between the seven young masters have become commonplace. Now that he is given such a precious thing, he knows the deep meaning of it.
Although Ye Mingzhu is beautiful, the Seventh Young Master does not take advantage of the Northern Qi faction. If he accepts this gift, it may not be easy to find another home in the future.
Song Rentou quickly put his hands in front of him and said with a smile: "This is really too precious, and I really can't accept it."
The Seventh Young Master smiled and said, "I know that the prosperity of the people in Lingcheng is all due to your good governance. Therefore, the value of this luminous pearl far exceeds the market price. If you accept it, it will be a huge contribution to Lingcheng. Of course, You can also choose not to accept it, and I will never force you. But one thing you should know is that I have some rumors about you. If these rumors reach someone's ears..."
Song Rentou was startled, and quickly clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, Seventh Young Master, for the reward."
"Haha, that's right." The Seventh Young Master gently patted Song Rentou's shoulder, gently picked up the teacup, and blew in the hot air. He smiled and said in an indifferent tone: "Oh, I heard that the second young master gave you a painting a few days ago. Can you take it out for me to appreciate?"
Song Rentou's face instantly turned pale.
"...Seventh Young Master, this is just a rumor, there is nothing like it."
The Seventh Young Master slowly took a sip of tea.
He slowly put down the teacup, raised his head, and glanced at the scenery outside the pavilion, "Master Li, you are so boring like this. Have you seen your circle of friends? Today it is the second young master, and tomorrow it will be the third young master and the fifth young master. Haha, Mr. Li, your popularity is really good!"
These words made Song Rentou tremble with fear, and he knelt down quickly, "Seventh Young Master, from today on, I will always respect you and serve you as my master. Even if I go to the mountain of swords or the sea of fire, I am willing to be loyal to you. !”
However, as soon as he finished speaking, he heard a "bang" sound, and the Seventh Young Master put the cup on the table. Then he saw the Seventh Young Master's face suddenly changed, and he kicked Li Zongping violently. Being thrown to the ground.
"Li Zongping! You are so bold!"
Li Zongping was stunned. Although the Seventh Young Master had a moody temper, at this moment he was simply scarier than the rumors.
"I……"
"Do you have anything else to say? Do you know what you just said? It is simply treason! You should be punished! You said you are loyal to me, you should be loyal to Northern Qi and the people of Northern Qi!"
The roar of the Seventh Young Master was deafening, as if it was about to devour Li Zongping.
He pointed at Song Rentou's nose and cursed angrily: "You stupid guy! You have been an official for so many years, why don't you understand the importance of people's hearts? People's hearts are the foundation of the court. People like you are full of selfish desires. How can we control the hearts and minds of the people?”
Song Rentou was so frightened that his whole body was shaking, and he knelt down and begged for mercy, "I know I was wrong, and I never dare to do it again! Seventh Young Master, please forgive me!"
"Hmph!" The Seventh Young Master snorted coldly, then continued to sit down, "Get up."
Song Rentou stood up as if he had been granted amnesty, but his legs were as soft as marshmallows and he almost fell to the ground again.
He glanced at the Seventh Young Master secretly and asked cautiously: "Seventh Young Master..."
"Okay, stop talking nonsense."
The Seventh Young Master assumed an inscrutable posture, glanced at him coldly, and continued: "I have something I want you to do..."
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In the spacious and secret backyard of Qian Mansion, the moonlight casts mottled light and shadow through the green leaves.
Qian Tu was sitting on the bed, with a ball of magnificent sword energy gathering between his palms. The sword energy had gradually revealed the prototype of the sword. Although it was only transparent, it was enough to make people marvel. All of this was spent to obtain a large amount of gold and silver treasures.
"Oh, finally it's all refined."
Qian Tu looked at the sword energy in his hand with joy, and the pride in his heart was beyond words.
Recalling the scene when he received the inheritance of the Sword Immortal at the age of eighteen, he was filled with joy, but he did not expect that it would be so difficult to open the Immortal Gate.
The best age to open the door to immortality is before the age of twenty. If you miss it, you will never have the chance again. He had been eagerly looking forward to it, but he only successfully entered the Immortal Sect when he was almost nineteen years old. Now, he is already twenty-five years old, and he has only cultivated the natal sword into this prototype. Along the way, he experienced countless hardships and setbacks, but he always adhered to his obsession with immortality and finally took the crucial step.
The path of spiritual practice is like climbing a majestic mountain peak reaching into the clouds, divided into three vast realms: acquired, innate, and primordial. Acquired practice can be subdivided into twelve levels of Qi refining, with each level becoming increasingly difficult and daunting.
Among them, the term "Knocking on the Immortal Gate" comes from the transition from the mortal state of the tenth level of Qi refining to the immortal realm of the eleventh level of Qi refining. This breakthrough marks the beginning of the path of spiritual practice, just like stepping into the door of a mysterious fairyland.
As for the saying that "if you don't enter the Immortal Gate before the age of twenty, you will have no hope for life", it is because before the age of twenty, the body is still vigorously developing, the body is full of endless vitality, and the meridians are crisscrossed. At this time, if you can knock on the Immortal Gate, you will Transforming internal energy into true energy is undoubtedly the most ideal opportunity.
However, once the threshold of twenty years is passed, the body begins to gradually weaken after reaching its peak, and the chance of meeting the Immortal Sect becomes almost hopeless. The ruthless destruction of time will ruthlessly take away the precious opportunity to knock on the door of immortality.
"Dong dong dong!"
At this time, there was a knock on the door outside, interrupting Qian Tu's meditation.
"Come in."
A maid opened the door and stood respectfully by the door.
She lowered her head and reported respectfully: "Second Young Master, Master Yunfei is waiting for you outside."
Hearing this, Qian Tu quickly took his natal sword back to his Dantian, then dressed neatly and left the room in a swaggering manner.
It was dinner time, the sky was dark, and the lights in Qian's mansion were brightly lit.
Qian Tu went out and saw Bai Yunfei standing in the middle of the yard.
As soon as the fat man saw Qian Tu, he impatiently stepped forward and pulled his sleeve outwards. While pulling, he said hurriedly: "Quickly, come with me somewhere."
Qian Tu frowned, threw away his hands, and asked with some displeasure: "What are you doing? Why are you in such a hurry?"
"Stop asking, just come with me."
With that said, Bai Yunfei pulled Qian Tu out of the Qian Mansion with force.
