Qi Jingzhi stood aside and turned a deaf ear to the exchanges between Lord Langya and Marquis Anfeng.
His eyes were fixed on the tree body of the Ruomu Blade Spirit blooming with red flowers, but what he was thinking about was the heart of Zhu Yihou's red heart tree, which is said to contain Yang within, where the fire of the south is hidden.
In order to suppress the poison of Yang Fire in the heart of the tree, Zhu Yihou used the song "Falling Frost", which says "The Lord of the Sun, Si Chen, the God of Autumn is trimming the bridle, the frost is beginning to fall, and the cool breeze is bleak".
However, Deng Fuqing said that the frost and snow were too strong. Although they could suppress the poison of Yang Fire, they had no harmonizing and nourishing effect. They only treated the symptoms but not the root cause, which was inferior to "the heaven and the earth come together to rain down the nectar. Once the nectar falls, the vermilion grass sprouts." "The Flying Dragon Calls the Lin".
Thinking of this section, Qi Jingzhi's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly felt a little more confident about subduing Ruomu Dao Ling: "Ruomu, as a sun-dwelling tree, contains probably only a lot more Yang Fire poison than Red Heart Wood. Langya You said that this kind of sacred tree only grows in Qingyuan of the East China Sea, Ruoshui of the South China Sea, and Yuyuan of the West. It should not be a coincidence. In that case..."
As soon as a thought occurs, heaven and earth respond.
A crane chirping from nowhere reached everyone's ears, followed by the faint sound of wind, water and even the creaking of a painted boat.
Zheng Xian suddenly stopped talking and turned to look at the young man, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Everyone also looked at him, with different expressions on their faces, but they were all illuminated by the bright rays of light.
Qi Jingzhi's hands were seen moving out of thin air, revealing his inner voice, playing with the five colors and five tones of the world.
A splendid hazy feather coat emerged, and immediately separated from the young man's body, spreading out in the air. It was a frosty white base, smudged with deep red, and there were colorful colors on the edges, among which the green color was the strongest.
There was another long and exciting crane chirp, and Yanxia Yuyi suddenly turned into a lifelike angry crane, fluttering its wings, flying high and low, and the unique rhythm of "The Flying Dragon Calls the Rain" was revealed in the movement and stillness.
The spiritual energy between heaven and earth flows rapidly with the dancing posture of the angry crane. At first, all kinds of spiritual light are mixed and intertwined, with different shades, but soon they are analyzed one by one.
The dazzling spiritual streams converged towards the angry crane and turned into brightly colored feathers.
"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!" Z.br>
Qi Jingzhi gently exhaled a breath of turbid air, feeling extremely happy in his heart. He felt that all the phenomena of heaven and earth, five colors and eight winds, were all within the palm of his hand.
At this moment, as the angry crane passed over Ruomu Daoling again, a drop of colorful nectar suddenly dripped from its long beak.
Under the gaze of everyone, this drop of nectar landed on a branch of Ruomu Daoling's body, and then blended into it without any hindrance.
The Ruomu seedlings trembled slightly, and the branches suddenly stretched upwards. The leaves shaped like copper axes collided with each other, making a tinkling, crisp and sweet sound, as if they were in harmony with the tune of "Lin Pu" composed of all kinds of strange noises between heaven and earth. .
If the angry crane sensed something, it immediately circled back, grabbed Ruomu Dao Ling in its mouth, grabbed Jian Renshou with both claws, and immediately rose into the sky, pushing away the clouds.
"I wish I could fly with my fairy wings in the sky!"
Zheng Xian couldn't help stroking his palms and sighed: "Qi Xiaoyou's cultivation level is no higher than that of Xin Xia. To be able to reach this level, he is really a great talent in the world!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the angry crane that flew very high in the sky let out a long chirp, suddenly collapsed and turned into a cloud of smoke.
Jian Renshou gathered away the brilliance and plummeted from the sky, the tip of the knife facing down, breaking through the wind like a howling.
Qi Jingzhi's expression was solemn, he immediately looked at the direction, lowered his waist to sit on the horse, heaved and swayed, and used the power of washing wings to penetrate the whole body. Then he jumped up, stretched out his arms and held the handle of the knife with his backhand, then twisted his waist and elbows, and twisted His body was like a dancing crane, forcibly reversing Jian Renshou's downward trend, and even drew several fleeting arcs of light in the sky, which looked gorgeous but cold.
With a bang, the boy and the long knife fell heavily to the ground.
At this time, Qi Jingzhi's face was slightly pale, his forehead was wet with sweat, and his whole body's Qi was also a lot weaker. It was obvious that he had spent a lot of time controlling the angry crane. In addition, he jumped up to catch the sword and almost lost strength.
As if sensing the state of the sword owner, Jian Renshou's sword suddenly glowed with red and green gold, shaped like a wooden branch.
, spread from the blade to the handle, and then wrapped around Qi Jingzhi's right arm.
One of the branches was lifted up, and a drop of dew appeared at the end of the branch. The color was like red vermilion, dazzling, and exuding bursts of scorching heat.
Seeing this, Qi Jingzhi smiled casually, but he didn't expect that this Ruomu Dao Ling actually knew how to reciprocate politely.
Mr. Langya just mentioned it not long ago, suck the clear clouds and drink the dew of the trees!
So, Qi Jingzhi stretched out his left hand with a hazy background, took the drop of naked dew with the tip of his index finger, and put it to his lips without hesitation.
Ruo Muchi melted at the entrance, like a ball of blazing fire emitting infinite heat, burning all over his limbs and bones in an instant, rushing inwards to his organs and bone marrow, and outwards steaming through his flesh, flesh, and skin, even his nails and hair. Let it go.
Just this one drop is actually a hundred times stronger and more pungent than Zhu Yihou's Imperial Cream Wine!
The sweat on Qi Jingzhi's forehead was easily evaporated, and his whole body was soft, yet extremely comfortable and full of energy.
He felt that the power of Ruomuchilu's medicine was about to wear off, so he breathed a sigh of relief. However, the Qi of pine, cypress, and armored wood hidden in various parts of his body came out, and it burned Qi Jingzhi into a burning man with just one blow. .
Not only that, the flames on his body also ignited the Ruomu branches and spread back, coating Jian Renshou with a layer of green and red flames.
At this moment, Qi Jingzhi felt as if he had drank a few more drops of Ruomu Chilu, which was a bit too much, and all his energy and energy overflowed, turning himself into a ball of fire from the inside out.
The only difference was that he couldn't feel the slightest bit of heat.
"What a pure aura of pines, cypresses and armored wood!" The look of surprise on Mr. Langya's face became even stronger.
After hearing this, Qi Jingzhi immediately looked over, his eyes burning with green and red flames, as bright as two bright lights.
When Zheng Xian saw this, he couldn't help laughing and explained: ""The Marrow of Dropping Heaven" has a cloud, the armor and wood are towering to the sky, and fire is needed to be reborn. Spring cannot tolerate gold, and autumn cannot tolerate earth. Fire rides on the dragon, water rides on the tiger, and the earth rides on the dragon. Run Tianhe and establish it forever!"
"A, a tree of pure Yang, is solid in nature, towering to the sky, and extremely majestic. Fire is the son of wood. When a strong tree gets fire, it becomes more prosperous."
Most of Qi Jingzhi's mind was focused on the green and red flames all over his body, so he didn't quite understand Langya Lord's explanation, and he had no time to think about it in detail.
However, even though he was a little absent-minded, he still understood the meaning of "Jiamu is a tree of pure Yang".
Qi Jingzhi was immediately startled and couldn't help but ask: "Senior Zheng, I only heard that the red heart tree is a tree that contains yang fire, but this pine and cypress armor wood has been exposed to the wind and rain, and has been splashed with snow and frost. It has its own chilly feeling. The meaning of cold, this junior has always absorbed this kind of divine intention, and used it to add a bit of sharpness to the white blade. Is it possible that I have practiced it wrong?"
Zheng Xian was startled, then he laughed dumbly: "Just like if Ruomu is a type of mulberry wood, then Chixinmu is a genus of pines and cypresses. Do you think pines and cypresses are pure yang trees?"
"It is not impossible for you to use the energy of pines, cypresses and armored wood to support the blade, but it is really a waste of natural resources. Using it to nourish your body and increase your longevity is the right way."
"Just like you are doing now, using pure Yang Wood Qi to fuel the fire will naturally make the fire more intense, and it can also eliminate most of the intensity of the Ruo Mu Yang Fire. It is already considered an extremely brilliant method to boost your life! As the saying goes, strong wood is enough. Fire can transform stubbornness!"
"It's just that if the wood is burned by fire, it will be difficult to get rid of the dryness. Over time, there will be hidden dangers. This is the so-called fire-riding dragon. Although it is majestic, there is also the worry of being devoured by the fire dragon. Even Wuyun Sili Those Jinyun envoys who eat fire are like eating and drinking water, and there are not a few who have been burned to death by the flames in the past dynasties."
When Langya Jun saw Qi Jingzhi, an outstanding junior, especially with Ding Lingwei's relationship, he explained it very patiently and meticulously.
"If you follow Zheng, from now on you should use the Qi of pine, cypress, armor and wood as the basis, and gradually combine fire, earth, metal and water."
"You already have fire, which is Ruomu Chilu. You also have water, which is the Tianyin Shenpu just now."
When he mentioned the "Tianyin Shenpu", Zheng Xian's eyes were clear due to his vast knowledge and profound cultivation.
A bit of curiosity and exploration.
It's just that this Langya Lord relied on his identity after all. Seeing that Qi Jingzhi had no intention of speaking, he didn't ask.
He paused briefly and continued: "In Zheng's opinion, although the energy of pines, cypresses and armored wood is the foundation, the water of Tianyin Shenpu is the most critical thing. In the future, it can not only be used to exchange with the Ruomu Sword Spirit Bare dew can moisten the earth with water, and if the earth is wet, it can generate wood and release fire, and naturally it can tame the fierceness of the fire dragon."
"It's just that if there is too much water vapor, there is also the worry of water flooding and the wood floating. This is called water riding a tiger. This requires fire and earth to be reconciled, so that the wood can be prosperous and absorb the water vapor safely without floating. , you can subdue the madness of the water tiger."
"All these things, the five elements are mutually reinforcing and restraining each other. If one day you can achieve towering armor and wood, and at the same time, metal is not sharp, earth is not dry, fire is not strong, and water is not wild, then you can be established for the ages and live forever!"
As he spoke, the green-red flames on Qi Jingzhi's body weakened and gradually retracted into his body, no longer being exposed to the outside. The Ruomu branches also retracted into the long knife.
The young man's eyes were still blazing, but his previous inhuman appearance was gone.
He sheathed the sword, bowed his hand deeply to Zheng Xian, and solemnly thanked him: "Thank you, senior, for clearing up the confusion and preaching!"
Langya Jun smiled and nodded gently: "They are just some very common practice principles. However, the more simple the principles, the easier it is to understand but difficult to practice. Those who can achieve the ultimate are even rarer."
While Zheng Xian and Qi Jingzhi were chatting happily, Anfeng Hou Ding Chengyuan glanced at this and that in surprise, with the expression on his face changing again and again.
From the angry crane just now, he had truly seen Qi Jingzhi's roots. However, his great-uncle had not been seen for five hundred years. It was because of this that Langya Lord Zheng Xian cared so much about Qi Jingzhi, who had just met by chance. Ding Chengyuan Absolutely do not believe it.
Previously, Anfenghou was trapped in Jinzao and did not hear the news of Ding Lingwei's possible return. Therefore, in his opinion, the Langya Lord in front of him clearly had to stop at the shore of Langya after stationing Tiantai Mountain. The idea of recruiting talents and cultivating influence has arisen, and Qi Jingzhi, who was born in Xianyu Mountain and has a natural passion for incense, is a good candidate.
Sensing Ding Chengyuan's doubtful gaze, Zheng Xian paid little attention to it. He just glanced at the worried junior and asked the Anfeng Marquis to bend down and bow his head to accept the crime.
Zheng Xian snorted lightly and looked away, raised Bai Luan's tail and slapped him, then released Master Hu Jun.
After all, this great monk from the Tianyi Sect had extraordinary cultivation. He was obviously dying before, but he regained his breath after resting in the Golden Date for a while. It seemed that he would not die easily.
As soon as he landed on the ground, he launched a pair of bright moves. His tiger eyes were golden and he looked forward to his glory. Even his sickly face could not conceal his power.
However, when the tiger-like Taoist saw clearly the unfathomable Langya Lord Zheng Xian, the Anfeng Marquis Ding Chengyuan with lowered eyebrows, the golden tripod and the remaining golden dates, especially the statue that was encased in The big black god with golden dates and a golden lacquer dagger nailed between his eyebrows suddenly changed his temperament.
"I am a poor Taoist, but I am from the Tianyi Sect's Zuowu lineage. Do you dare to ask me your senior's surname?"
Taoist Master Hu Jun bowed respectfully, with no evil aura around him, and was as well-behaved as a big tabby cat.
"Tiger? Tiger, it looks like a human with tiger stripes. It is said to be a strange species from the ruins of Kunlun. You got this name, which shows that the master of the sect has high hopes for you."
Langya Lord Zheng Xian's tone was calm, and there was no hint of joy or anger: "It's just that compared to the Tiangu cub that fled into hell, you, the descendant of the Zuowu lineage, are really far behind."
"Senior, why did you say this?"
Taoist Hu Jun suddenly raised his head, with dissatisfaction on his face, and said in a muffled voice: "That dog-skinned old man is not as good as Pindao in terms of cultivation, his courage and strategy are even worse, and his heart towards the Tao is pretending to be lame all day long. A leprosy-headed dog, rolling around in the mundane world, how can it look like a heavenly dog that swallows the sun and the moon in its mouth?"
Zheng Xian chuckled, shook his head slightly and said, "Zouwu is a white tiger with black stripes and five colors, his tail is longer than his body, and he can travel thousands of miles per day. You haven't even realized the true form of Zuowu, but you are just a tiger, so you deserve it." Are you kidding me?"
"That's all. Zuowu is a benevolent beast in ancient times. A beast will not eat unless it kills itself. But you are a ferocious tiger with injustice all over your body and a belly full of demons. You are completely different!"
As the Langya Lord spoke, he raised the white luan's tail again and took the remaining jade box in his hand.
Ignoring the sudden change in Taoist Hu Jun's expression, Zheng Xian weighed the jade box in his hand and threw it to Qi Jingzhi who was standing aside.
Qi Jing subconsciously caught the small but exquisite jade box. When he saw Langya Jun gently nodding towards him, he casually opened the lid of the box.
I saw that there were more than a dozen little tiger cubs no bigger than flies in the jade box. Their eyes were all green and they had bat-like flesh wings on their bodies. They were the flesh-winged flying tigers that Taoist Tiger King used to plot against Ding Chengyuan. Tiger.
It's just that now their wings have been corroded to the point where they are afraid that they will not be able to fly. Even their bodies are covered with scars. They can only lie on the spot, raise their heads and roar at Qi Jingzhi pretending to be ferocious, but their voices are weak. Mosquitoes and flies are not a deterrent at all.
"These ferocious creatures in the jade box have eyes shining like phosphorus, stripes all over their bodies like tigers, and wings like bats... If Zheng remembers it correctly, they should be flesh-winged tigers in Shibao Mountain. They crouch in the morning and emerge at night, flying And when it goes down the mountain, it eats people and returns, its skin can ward off ghosts.”
There was a hint of coldness in Langya Lord Zheng Xian's smile: "You feed these evil creatures with Taoist fire and let them kill people and enslave ghosts for you. Not only have you fallen behind in your own cultivation, but you have also violated Saint Jiang's way of humanity. , even if you die nine times, it will be difficult to atone for your sin!"
