A bone-gnawing pain came from the tip of his left index finger, and Qi Jingzhi couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.
Because he was using the Whooping Crane Technique earlier, even if his body suddenly fell backward, his feet still landed on the ground like roots. With a strong force on his waist and abdomen, he pushed his upper body back up.
Unable to think about it, Qi Jingzhi shouted lowly, his wings trembling with anger in his heart, and the energy and blood all over his body surged loudly!
A new wing-washing power surged through the left arm, rushed into the palm, and finally penetrated through the fingertips, forcefully pushing back the golden aura that was about to reach the palm.
Ignoring the blood dripping from his fingertips, Qi Jingzhi saw the golden aura emerging from the edge of the knife. He immediately pinched it with the thumb and index finger of his right hand, and pulled it out bit by bit like pulling a thread.
Not long after, the golden aura, which was not long, was pulled out.
I don't know if it was because of being away from the blood, but the golden aura became much more concentrated, and it was honestly held by the young man's fingertips.
Qi Jingzhi exhaled a strong breath, and sweat had already appeared on his forehead.
He raised his hand to bring the golden aura closer, and was about to take a closer look, when his eyes suddenly blurred, and he saw a red-gold bead flying out of his arms, hanging in front of him out of thin air, spinning endlessly.
Seeing this, Qi Jingzhi was shocked. Since the death of Old Wei, this bead has been like a dead object. There has never been any movement. Unexpectedly, it was drawn out by the golden aura.
Before he could react, the tiger carved on the red gold bead suddenly stood up. The tiger's body made of golden lines rushed out and bit Qi Jingzhi's right fingertip with its open mouth.
"What a beast!"
Qi Jingzhi's pupils shrank, and he shrank his right hand to avoid the tiger's bite. At the same time, he swept his left hand and flew away the red gold beads hanging in front of him.
He sat up straight and grabbed Qi Huchan on the table with his left hand.
The golden-threaded tiger missed the target, stepped on the air with its four claws, and then swung its body. It turned back and bared its teeth silently towards the young man holding the knife in his hand.
Qi Jingzhi's eyes turned cold, staring closely at the golden tiger, but he couldn't help but feel a sense of joy in his heart.
"This golden aura is indeed a good thing. Even the red gold beads are coveted. I wonder if Qi Huchan's hope of restoring his old outlook will rest on this."
Thinking of this, he put his hands together without hesitation and pressed the golden light on the blade of the Niu Er Jian Dao.
The next moment, the golden light penetrated into the blade without any hindrance, like a mud cow entering the sea, and disappeared again.
Qi Huchan's sword trembled slightly and made a very subtle sound, conveying the joy that only Qi Jingzhi could distinguish, and then returned to silence.
The corners of the young man's mouth were slightly raised, he looked at the golden tiger baring its teeth, and said in a cold voice: "For the sake of Old Wei, I will spare you this time! If you want to eat good food, it is not non-negotiable, but there is one thing, young master If I don’t give it to you, you can’t take it!”
I don't know if he really understood Qi Jingzhi's words, or if there was no golden light in front of him, the golden tiger raised its head and roared silently, and then flew towards the fine iron ingot on the table.
The red gold bead that Qi Jingzhi had previously slapped landed on the table at some point, and the snake engraved on it also appeared. The snake's body outlined by slender gold lines surrounded the fine iron ingot.
Seeing this, Qi Jingzhi couldn't help but laugh angrily: "Are you trying to protect the food?"
Hearing this, the Golden Thread Snake straightened its body, but its head hung down, and nodded to Qi Jingzhi three times in a row.
Qi Jingzhi's expression softened slightly, and he turned to look at the golden tiger standing on the fine iron ingot: "What about you?"
The tiger hesitated for a moment, then finally lowered its body and lowered its head honestly.
Qi Jingzhi nodded, placed Qi Huchan in front of the snake and the tiger, raised his bloody palm towards them, and said sternly: "You have also seen that my young brother was seriously injured and is in critical condition. You need to take supplements. With Lao Wei’s relationship, I naturally won’t let you starve to do anything, but again, what I give you is yours, and you are not allowed to snatch it from each other!”
After saying that, he stretched out his left hand and grabbed the fine iron ingot on the table.
The snake and tiger who had previously put on a food-protecting posture had no intention of blocking them, but instead
He took the initiative to step aside and looked longingly at the young man's palm.
Qi Jingzhi stared at the fine iron ingot in his hand and carefully recalled his previous actions.
He tried to use the blood from his fingertips to activate the gold energy in the fine iron ingots to make up for Qi Huchan's shortfall. This method was not a sudden whim of his, but came from the last method mentioned by Deng Fuqing when he explained the realm of dining Xia, that is, Use the essence and blood to cleanse the Immortal Gold Divine Weapon, and use the golden energy in it to forge the body, and over time it will become one with the Divine Weapon.
In Qi Jingzhi's opinion, since even flesh and blood can withstand the tempering of gold energy and get great benefits from it, Qi Huchan is no problem, it is much safer than recasting.
It's just that he is not the so-called descendant of the Qiu God, and he doesn't know the detailed method of gold energy body training. He can only rely on the few words he heard from Deng Fuqing and take risks step by step.
Fortunately, Qi Jingzhi did not want to use gold energy to forge his body. He only needed to draw the gold energy out of the iron material and then feed it to Qi Huchan.
Even so, in order to be on the safe side, he specifically chose his left hand when drawing blood and entraining Qi. However, the small bronze mirror seemed to have no interest in the gold Qi. There was no movement from beginning to end. Instead, the red gold beads were attracted.
Thinking of the heartbreaking pain when the golden energy entered his body just now, Qi Jingzhi could not help but feel lingering fear. If he hadn't reacted quickly and used his Wing Washing Strength to circulate his energy and blood to force the trace of golden energy out of his body, he would have ended up in a terrible situation.
He weighed the fine iron ingot in his hand, his eyes swept over the other three ingots, and thought to himself: "I tried my best just now, but I could only pull out a trace of gold. This is the most vivid aura of fine iron." It’s difficult, and these three are even more difficult to think about.”
"These are all iron materials that can be bought in ordinary blacksmith shops. If they are replaced by more extraordinary immortal gold and magic weapons, how can a mere monk in the Dinxia realm draw gold energy from them?"
Thinking of this, Qi Jingzhi couldn't help but frown: "After much deliberation, I am at a disadvantage because I don't have the corresponding method. With the "Secret Technique of Qiu Xi Cheng Yun", I can sense the five colors and five tones in the world, and even pull the spiritual energy into cloth. It can be said that there is no way forward. It's not good, but it will be greatly compromised against the heavy and stagnant gold energy in the iron material."
"If we want to solve this problem, we either have to make the gold in the iron more lively and easy to grab, or..."
Qi Jingzhi's heart suddenly moved: "The golden aura that penetrated my fingertips before was attracted by something? It shouldn't be blood essence, otherwise there would be no need to pull hard, and it is unlikely to be a small bronze mirror, otherwise the mirror There won’t be no movement at all, then there will be only..."
In the midst of his thoughts, Qi Jingzhi suddenly raised his left hand and placed the fine iron ingot between his eyebrows.
At the same time, the angry crane in his heart flapped its wings and soared into the sky, dancing gracefully at the infinite height in his heart. At the same time, using the method of collecting five-color clouds in the "Secret Technique of Qiu Chu Cloud Riding" as a guide, he tried his best to sense and attract the fine iron ingots. The gold energy in it.
What's more, every time this angry crane flaps its wings and flies high and low, there is actually a bit of the rhythm of "The Flying Dragon Calls the Rain" in its movements.
Although it is only a short section that Qi Jingzhi jotted down while on the Caojiang River Boat, it has no music, let alone a tune, but the most precious trace of charm remains.
The reason for this is precisely because Zhu Yihou did not actually play the music score with the five-stringed harp at the beginning. Instead, he was so excited that he revealed his inner voice to the outside, which attracted the sound of wind, water, and the squeaking of the boat. Respond.
The night banquet was also the time when Qi Jingzhi was forcibly enlightened. Even though he barely closed his eyebrows and soul aperture with the method taught by Deng Fuqing, his perception of everything in the world was still much stronger than usual. Only then could he use the angry crane. Xin Gu forcibly memorized the charm of a part of the music score. It was really the right time, the right place, the right people, and both understanding and good fortune were indispensable.
It's no wonder that Zhu Yihou and Deng Fuqing attach so much importance to the so-called opportunity, and even regard the capital of Qijing as part of the opportunity.
At this moment, Qi Jingzhi seemed to be sitting in the room, but in fact, his whole body and mind were already flying with the crane.
As the angry crane flew and turned, its neck and feathers vibrated, the fine iron ingot had not yet reacted, but the colorful spiritual cloth used by Qi Jingzhi to isolate spiritual pressure had changed first.
The spiritual cloth wrapped around his body originally had different thicknesses, and the shades of colors were even more uneven. All kinds of spiritual energy were mixed and intertwined, with a patch here and a pool there. At this moment, these spirits
Qi actually started to flow quickly along with the dancing posture of the angry crane.
Qi Jingzhi felt something. When he looked down, he saw that his body was no longer the colorful spiritual cloth that he had randomly wrapped around it before, but a gorgeous feather coat. Chinese website
This feather coat fit closely with his original clothes, and even the style became exactly the same.
The originally chaotic auras of various colors on Yuyi became neat and orderly, and even outlined regular textures on their own, just like pieces of brightly colored feathers.
These feathers all have a frosty white background and are smeared with large areas of bright red like blood. Except for the edges, which are still colorful, they are very similar to the feathers of an angry crane.
Such a feather coat is exactly what Deng Fuqing said at the time. The feather coat often has a smoky color and does not offend the world!
Qi Jingzhi couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "If it is as Zhu Yihou said, the five colors are written without chaos, the eight styles follow the law but not women, Baidu can be counted but has permanence..."
This "Flying Dragon Calling the Rain" was used by Zhu Xiang to summon the wind and rain, and reconcile yin and yang. It also had the effect of sorting out the various auras between heaven and earth.
In addition to the hazy-like feathers that suddenly appeared on his body, he could also feel that the golden energy in the fine iron ingot between his eyebrows was not only much more lively than before, but also became more submissive to him to a certain extent.
With this thought in his mind, Qi Jingzhi hooked his left index finger on the fine iron ingot, and then flicked it upward. A wisp of golden energy was easily drawn out of the fine iron ingot, and even lingered softly on his fingertips. There is absolutely no movement at all.
"It's done!"
A flash of joy flashed through Qi Jingzhi's heart. Not only was Qi Huchan's return to his old outlook just around the corner, but his own practice had finally taken a step further, and he could even vaguely see the way forward.
"The last night banquet in Cao Jiang was certainly extremely dangerous to me. In addition to the catastrophe that was ten times more intense than that of ordinary monks, if one of the two great masters, Fan Zhu and Deng, had murderous intentions, I would never be able to leave." , but the harvest from that trip was also real, and it will even be of great help to my future path.”
"There is only one sentence left in the "Immortal Feather Sutra" that says, "The heart shakes like a dancing crane, and the bones emerge like a flying dragon." I used the injustice in my heart as a basis to transform it into an angry crane, and successively wrote "Qiu Chu Cheng" "Mysterious Cloud Technique" and "Flying Dragon Calling Lin Pu" are integrated into it, which may be far away from the real "Immortal Feather Sutra". "
"But who would have thought that this series of mistakes would actually make me understand what heartbeat is and how I should dance in the future!"
With this thought in his mind, Qi Jing's eyes shone brightly, as if he had a clear understanding.
"The crane's chirping is not the crane's chirping, it spits out the meaning in my chest! The crane's dance is not the crane's dance, but it communicates with the heaven and the earth!"
"I have an angry crane in my chest, and I have opened my eyebrows and soul. Even if I don't have the follow-up method of "Immortal Feather Sutra", I can still integrate hundreds of schools! Even if I can't learn other schools' exercises, I can still It’s natural to follow the example of heaven and earth!”
"The breeze on the river, the bright moon in the mountains! The five colors are written but not chaotic, the eight winds follow the law but not the women's work, the Baidu can be counted but there is permanence, Zhu Xiang can create the song of calling Lin, how can we let the sages specialize in beauty Before?"
"As long as this heart is as strong as iron and stone, no matter whether it is all the phenomena in the world or the world of mortals, the so-called five colors and eight winds and the catastrophe of the gods will not be able to touch me at all. Instead, I will be integrated into the dancing posture of the angry crane's heart and bones, and even They all turn into colorful feathers on my feather coat!"
"Only in this way can we say that the feathers always have a smoky color and do not offend the peach blossoms in the world!"
"One day, I can be like the Xuandu Temple Master, who returns in the form of a crane and no one recognizes him, and the spring breeze blooms all the peach blossoms!"
