It's not like Ling Qingzhu has never seen several geniuses who practice both Taoism and Taoism. In the beginning, the strength displayed by such geniuses will always be much higher than that of monks in the same realm. However, cultivating Taoism and seeking truth is always a long process. The further you go, this kind of genius will either let others come up from behind and fall into obscurity, or he will become obsessed with the way of communication, which often makes it difficult for him to reach the top, and eventually he will be lost to everyone.
The way of heaven is lofty and the road is ethereal. Only in the struggle can we move forward.
Therefore, although Mu Qing and the Xishan Lin family may have a big rivalry in the future, Ling Qingzhu still hopes that he can go further and climb higher.
As soon as Ling Qingzhu reminded him, Mu Qing remembered the problems Ye Yun had encountered in his practice and asked for advice: "Senior, can't sword cultivators practice other techniques?"
Ling Qingzhu shook his head and smiled: "Why not? As I said just now, just distinguish the priorities and understand what your own way is."
"Moreover, what some sword cultivators like to do most when traveling around the world is to hide their identities as sword cultivators. When encountering an enemy, they often use other spells and moves first, and then finally attack with a sword unexpectedly and take someone's life."
Mu Qing found that the fighting method mentioned by Ling Qingzhu seemed to be suitable for him, and asked: "Senior, I only have the remnants of the sword formula. I use the water attribute energy to activate the fire attribute sword moves, and I have understood this kind of sword intention. Is it feasible?" ?"
Mu Qing spoke in a somewhat cryptic way, but Ling Qingzhu's eyes lit up, and he instantly understood who Mu Qing was talking about, and sighed in his heart: "No wonder I feel that her realm is unstable, and she has such a bizarre swordsmanship."
Ling Qingzhu looked at Mu Qing and said seriously: "This situation is extremely rare. Although understanding the sword's intention is just to get the echo of the sword's way, you can understand this sword's intention just by relying on the qi path in the sword formula. It can only be said that this kind of person is not only extremely talented, but he must also be a beloved sword cultivator of the Dao."
Speaking of this, Ling Qingzhu frowned slightly and said, "If this person has been selected by a certain avenue before, it would not be a good thing to do this again."
She looked at Mu Qing, who had fallen silent, and said directly: "The higher the realm, the easier it is for the sword to break when the sword is drawn. If the person you are talking about is the same person, I suggest you tell her carefully about this approach. It’s too extreme and should be given up.”
Mu Qing pursed his lips and smiled bitterly, shook his head, Ye Yun disappeared directly, and he realized that he didn't know much about her, where her home was, and where she would go after she left.
Fortunately, before she left, Kenshin had already split, and this serious danger was eliminated in advance.
While Ling Qingzhu was still here, Mu Qing asked Zhi Cong the doubts he had when working with Ye Yun, "Senior, is there a mutually reinforcing relationship between the infuriating energy of different attributes, or between the great avenues?"
Ling Qingzhu moved his shoulders slightly, turned sideways to look at Mu Qing, and said seriously: "I just asked you once, you definitely don't look like an assassin trained by Hidden Valley, but you are from a cultivating family like ours. people."
"The principle of mutual generation and mutual restraint of origins is actually not difficult to understand, but when you fall into the practice of Taoism, there will be many changes. How much do you understand?"
Mu Qing said in a deep voice: "It was only through my cooperation that this junior discovered that my true energy can play a balancing role between water and fire."
Ling Qingzhu was silent for a while, and then said slowly: "These are some laws and principles that exist on the avenues. After the initial division of chaos, the mutual generation and restraint between the origins of heaven and earth has penetrated and affected different avenues for many years."
Ling Qingzhu shook her head and warned softly: "You haven't broken through to the realm of spiritual life yet. Thinking about these things now is actually harmful to you. Dao cultivation also requires one step at a time."
"I see in your words that you are very yearning for the style of sword cultivator, so I will give you a suggestion."
Mu Qing said respectfully: "Senior, please speak."
Ling Qingzhu said seriously: "Innate wood-sourced bodies are actually very rare. Don't waste your talent. If you want to practice sword techniques, the fire attribute is the best, followed by the wood attribute."
Mu Qing's heart moved and he asked in surprise: "Why is the fire attribute the best?"
Ling Qingzhu smiled and said: "Don't you know the principle of mutual generation and mutual restraint of origins? It turns out that you don't know the specific relationship between them."
Mu Qing felt ashamed and said: "This junior only understands part of it, but does not know the whole picture."
Ling Qingzhu patiently said: "Chaos was first divided. Water was born from Taiyi, fire was born from Taichu, wood was born from Taishi, gold was born from Taisu, and earth was born from Taiji. This is The innate origin of heaven. The relationship between them can be summarized as metal generates water, water generates wood, wood generates fire, fire generates earth, earth generates metal, and so on; metal overcomes wood, wood overcomes earth, earth overcomes water, water overcomes fire, Fire overcomes metal, so they restrict each other."
"Speaking of which, that sword technique is quite suitable for you. It seems that you missed an opportunity."
"Okay, you have just become a spiritual fetus and need to be consolidated, so I won't stay any longer."
Mu Qing stood up to see him off and said seriously: "Senior can give me some pointers, I am very grateful to this junior."
Ling Qingzhu shook his head and smiled: "You are a bit too polite."
The dusk was getting darker. After Ling Qingzhu left, no one came to the courtyard where Mu Qing was, and it slowly became dark.
Mu Qing kept sitting cross-legged in meditation, his spiritual fetus became more and more stable, and the mixed Taoism slowly converged into his body.
In the sea of consciousness, Mu Qing's spiritual fetus has clear outlines with sword eyebrows and starry eyes. There is a green light group on the left side of the chest that is pulsating slightly.
Mu Qing was able to form such a charming spiritual fetus at the third level of cultivation, and Ye Yun helped him a lot.
Mu Qing could imagine that the consciousness was being digested, but the ball of consciousness that Ye Yun gave him should be pure white. Why did it turn into a small crimson sword?
This small crimson sword appeared automatically when Mu Qing's spiritual fetus was first formed. Its length was only less than one-fifth of Ye Yun's, and it was completely a miniature version.
The little spirit fetus held it horizontally in front of him and made a slash. There was no wind or waves in the vast sea of consciousness. The little spirit fetus quickly spread the spiritual consciousness gathered around him to all sides, and struck forward again, still Nothing happened.
This is Mu Qing's own sea of consciousness. He can clearly feel the surging Lihuo Sword Intent in the red sword. His spirit fetus is like a child who has obtained an immortal weapon for free, unable to exert even a single ounce of its power. come out.
Mu Qing was troubled for a moment, and then he had an idea. The true energy began to flow according to a very familiar path. The little spirit fetus tried again, and finally made some movement in the sea of consciousness.
What Mu Qing didn't know was that when he tried this in the sea of consciousness, a weak sword of spiritual consciousness was also generated in the house, making the surroundings feel more burning out of thin air.
"Unfortunately, I only know the qi path of Li Huo Po Ling's move."
The situation was critical at that time, Ye Yun only had time to hand over the Li Huo Po Ling move to Mu Qing, and Mu Qing only gave the opponent the Ten Thousand Poisons Heart Sutra.
Mu Qing thought about it now and shook his head slightly. He felt a lot of regret and confusion in his heart, but it wasn't because of this Lihuo Sword Art.
The moon in the first ten days of the month is like a hook, and although there are no night clouds to cover it, it is only willing to shed one or two bright lights in the yard.
Outside the thin-lined window was the same night as inside the house. Mu Qing thought for a moment and came out of the state of sitting cross-legged in meditation.
You can't judge the time by the skylight, and you don't know how long it has been since you sat quietly this time. Mu Qing did not get up immediately, but thought that after tomorrow, he would have to go to Liuye Bookstore in Jinguan City.
There was another knock on the door outside the hospital, interrupting Mu Qing's rambling thoughts at the right time.
"Wei Rui, why are you here?"
"How was your rest? Let's go to the front hall to eat quickly. Xiaochan just came to call me."
Liu Weirui stood in front of the courtyard door holding a lantern. When Mu Qing opened the door, there was a breeze, and the simple and elegant hanging wire lantern swayed slightly. The candlelight also swayed slightly, and the "crackling" sound came out. There were some flowers on the lampshade. The silhouette under the moonlight was stretched and fell in front of Liu Weirui, illuminating half of her face.
"Hey, why don't you speak?"
The orange-red color swayed, and the silhouette was reflected. Liu Weirui's face was as bright as a fairy in the moon palace, and her face was as dark as a flower in front of the moon. Mu Qing was really dumbfounded.
When the "crackling" sound came again, Liu Weirui raised the lantern, and then realized that Mu Qing was staring at him blankly.
Liu Weirui's face, completely illuminated by the candlelight, shone like flying clouds. She squinted and asked with a smile: "What are you looking at?"
Mu Qing let out a soft cry, lowered his head quickly, and said softly: "There was a gust of wind in front of the door just now."
"Huh?" Liu Weirui's pretty face came closer, looking at Mu Qing's somewhat embarrassed eyes, she smiled and said, "There was a gust of wind just now, but I'm asking why you didn't speak."
Mu Qing laughed "haha" and quickly changed the topic and asked: "What time is it now? Since Xiaochan came over and called us, let's go eat quickly."
Liu Weirui moved a little further away, handed the lantern to Mu Qing, and said, "It's already Xu Shi. My father and the others must be impatient. Let's go quickly."
Liu Weirui felt a little happy in her heart. When she said this, she suddenly remembered a conversation she had with her father in the study just before dusk, and couldn't help but feel shy.
She glanced at Mu Qing, murmured softly, and prepared herself mentally for Mu Qing in advance, pretending to be nonchalant and said, "My father may ask you some embarrassing questions during dinner later."
Mu Qing and Liu Weirui were walking side by side, half a step behind, holding a lantern to light the way for her. After hearing this, her steps couldn't help but lag.
After the incident in the Cottage happened, Mu Qing seemed to have had an enlightenment. His eyebrows twitched and he said hesitantly: "Awkward question?"
"Yeah." Liu Weirui buried her head and only focused on walking, her voice was inaudible, "Maybe my dad will ask you if you like it - ah -"
Mu Qing was startled. In the dark night, he could vaguely see Liu Weirui walking a dozen steps away, minding her own business. She seemed to have tripped over something on the side of the road. Her foot slipped and her body fell to one side.
Mu Qing quickly threw the lantern into the night sky in front of her, and then found Liu Weirui's position. Her head was already less than waist high. Mu Qing moved his feet, and stretched out his hands to grab Yingying's waist. , hugging the fragrant body tightly in his arms.
The lantern fell to the ground, and the candle flame finally went out after a rapid "crackling" sound.
In the dark, with the beauty in his arms, Mu Qing asked eagerly: "Is something wrong? Are you injured?"
"It's okay." Liu Weirui was obviously frightened. She hugged Mu Qing's ribs with her hands, buried her face in his arms, and muttered: "My feet seem to be entangled with something. Please help me see." one time."
Mu Qing wanted to help Liu Weirui to stand upright, but she was lying motionless in his arms as if her acupuncture points had been tapped. He had to half-hold Liu Weirui's waist and slowly squat down.
"Fortunately, it's a flower vine."
Mu Qing leaned over and pressed Liu Weirui's long legs, gently untying the leafy flower vine.
Warm and slender fingers would touch the exposed smooth ankles from time to time. Liu Weirui snorted and muttered: "I don't know where this flower vine grew from. I remember it didn't exist here before."
The two of them were very close. Mu Qing's chest leaned forward, directly pressing on Liu Weirui's slender legs. When his arms moved, his chest would gently rub and squeeze Liu Weirui's thighs, feeling the plump elasticity all the time. .
The flower vine wrapped around it for some reason. Mu Qing kept moving his hands, and the atmosphere between the two became a little ambiguous. In order to ease the embarrassment, Mu Qing joked: "Maybe it's because you came back that this flower vine has grown." Came here."
Liu Weirui's moist eyes were wide open, and the crimson on her pretty face seemed to penetrate the night. She said with a smile: "What is it? Is it possible that it came specifically to say hello to me? Does anyone say hello like this!"
Mu Qing shook his head and said seriously: "Because your name is Wei Rui, Wei Rui is in full bloom."
"Yeah." Liu Weirui snorted and looked at Mu Qing blankly. Mu Qing knew that he had made a mistake. Not only did he not alleviate the embarrassment, but he seemed to have deepened the ambiguity.
The flower vine was finally untied. Mu Qing breathed a sigh of relief and quickly exerted force on his lower back.
He slowly straightened his upper body and stood up. The woman in his arms raised her face, and she didn't know when she stretched out her hands and hugged his neck.
Finally, pull down quickly...
