Ever since he heard the name of Xuandu Temple in Xianyu Mountain, Qi Jingzhi had imagined that one day he would truly join this sect, but the current situation really made him a little bit dumbfounded.
This "little crane" was just meeting Feng Zixu for the first time. The master of Xuandu Temple insisted on becoming a disciple. He didn't say anything about it. The temperament of this person before him was completely different. He was as cold as a moment ago. Bing Tuozi turned around and smiled as brightly as a delicate flower and as warmly as the spring breeze, as if he sincerely regarded Qi Jingzhi as his disciple.
This kind of behavior made Qi Jingzhi not know how to deal with it for a while. Many questions popped up in his mind, but he didn't know where to start.
Seeing him like this, Feng Zixu chuckled again: "You're such a strange kid. You obviously have a lot of pride in your heart, but you have raised such an unassuming angry crane, but you have so many coverings on your face. Are you hiding so many thoughts in your heart and refusing to show them to others?"
"I don't know if you feel uncomfortable being a teacher, but I'm so tired just looking at you!"
Qi Jingzhi was startled when he heard this, and suddenly recalled the scene where Feng Zixu casually summoned the angry crane's heart and bones, and then he realized it later.
Because of the lineage of "Immortal Feather Sutra", the Xuandu Temple Master in front of me may have seen through Qi Jingzhi already. Accepting him as a disciple may seem hasty and casual, but it is by no means a child's play on a whim.
Thinking of this, the distracting thoughts in Qi Jingzhi's heart suddenly disappeared, and with a carefree smile on his face, he said straightforwardly: "My disciple was born in the mountains and has no knowledge. Today, I have suddenly been favored by my master, and I can't help but think a lot about it."
"Born in the mountains? Are you not a descendant of Qi's clan?"
A look of surprise appeared on Feng Zixu's face: "I thought that because of Ding Lingwei, all the Jiang clans in Qi State had tasted the benefits and sent people to Xuandu Temple to learn scriptures!"
"When my master arrived earlier, I saw that you were so young, but you were personally accompanied by a Wanxiang Immortal Lord. Later, that fellow Zheng Xian even made wild remarks and deliberately provoked you. He clearly wanted to test whether my methods were qualified to recruit a disciple. In my heart, I think you must be a prince and grandson of an extraordinary family!"
After hearing this, Qi Jingzhi immediately felt that the Xuandu Temple Master did not know everything, and was somewhat less rigorous when accepting him as his disciple.
"Huh? Are you, little He'er, slandering my master?"
Feng Zixu suddenly raised his eyes and gouged out Qi Jing's eyes fiercely: "Is it possible that in your heart, being a teacher is just a common thing that can be judged by one's family status? Can that fellow Zheng Xian of Tiantai Mountain see that? Why can’t I see how extraordinary you are?”
"What kind of character and qualifications you have, it's clear just by looking at your heart. If my master was dissatisfied with you, I would have killed you with one sword, so as not to ruin the reputation of Xuandu Temple in Xianyu Mountain!"
Feng Zixu's voice was urgent but her words were clear and crisp. There was a hint of resentment in her sweet voice: "Besides, since you, little He'er, have already cultivated your heart and soul, I will accept you as my disciple." If it comes from sincerity, can't you sense it yourself?"
After hearing this, Qi Jingzhi suddenly realized that he had actually sensed the master's kindness for a long time, as evidenced by the angry crane still flying happily in his heart at this moment.
I heard Feng Zixu continue to say: "Since you have embarked on the path of cultivation, things like family background and bloodline may be useful, but they are not necessary. Sometimes they are even ropes that bind your own hands and feet. When Xianyu Mountain chooses disciples, it only depends on the individual. I don’t care about the quality of it!”
Hearing this, Qi Jingzhi suddenly felt that the Xuandu Temple in Xianyu Mountain was quite similar to him, and finally let go of most of his worries.
He thought for a while, took out Jian Renshou from behind, and held the long knife in front of him with both hands: "Master, please see, last night Lord Langya not only promised to let his disciple enter Daqi Gouchen Courtyard, but also gave this knife to him. Entering the Wuji Wilderness, I summoned a sword spirit, which is said to be a Ruomu seedling."
"Ruomu seedlings? That guy is willing to give up such a sacred object?" Feng Zixu's eyes narrowed, and she was surprised but also a little wary.
Before she finished speaking, the green and red cailian on her right arm flew out quickly, rolling up Jian Renshou in the air.
Qi Jingzhi could see clearly that the brilliance of this colored drill was gleaming and filled with precious aura. It was purely a way of supporting Qi and did not directly touch Jian Renshou's blade.
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At the same time, Feng Zixu raised his right hand and snapped his fingers, and a cluster of flames immediately lit up on his fingertips, shaped like a lamp flame and shining like stars.
Then I saw the Xuandu Temple Master flick his fingers, and the cluster of sparks flew up and landed on Jian Renshou's knife.
With a bang, the long sword with black green body and golden scales on the spine was immediately burned by sparks all over the body. The blade shook violently and trembled like a roar.
If the wooden knife spirit suddenly emerges, blooming red flowers in the firelight, the tree body sways gently, the branches stretch all over the sky, and the green gold ax leaves collide with each other, as sweet as pearls and jade, as crisp as gold and stone.
Qi Jingzhi was so close that he was sweating all over his head in a moment, as if he were facing a big furnace, knowing that the cluster of sparks that his master just popped up should be the so-called Hong furnace Ding fire.
Feng Zixu raised his head and watched for a long time. He saw that Ruo Mu Dao Ling was not only not afraid of this small cluster of fire, but also incorporated it into his body bit by bit, and finally nodded slowly.
"The power of heaven and earth, mixed with black and yellow in the vitality; the yin and yang of grass are unknown, conquering the fortune in the furnace. The rise and fall of spring and fall, the four seasons change the opportunity of cold and heat; the jade rabbit and the golden crow, the two rays pass by to store the luck."
"Pure yang wood spirits that can accommodate the furnace and ding fire are rare even in the Wuji Wilderness. This sword spirit of yours senses the movement of the sun and the moon and the changes of the four seasons, and responds to the vitality furnace and the wonderful creation of yin and yang below. Whether he is the legendary Ruomu or not, he is quite consistent with my Xianyu Mountain heritage."
Hearing this, Qi Jingzhi couldn't help but think of what Langya Jun said last night, saying that the Feng family in Xianyu Mountain originated from the Fengniao family, which was the Li Zheng of the ancient heaven. This actually corresponded to the master's words.
He thought that he had become a disciple of Xianyu Mountain and had a serious master. He immediately demonstrated the practice method approved by Lord Langya last night in front of Feng Zixu.
Feng Zixu's eyes were filled with scrutiny as she stared at Qi Jingzhi who first condensed the nectar with the "Flying Dragon Calling the Rain" and then mixed it with the pure Yang fire of the Ruomu Sword Spirit in exchange for a drop of Ruomu Chilu to swallow, improving his cultivation at the same time. It also ignited the Qi of pine, cypress, armor and wood in the body, making it more pure and tough.
During this period, the Xuandu Temple Master asked several times and roughly found out the foundation of his disciple's practice. His face showed both admiration and joy, but also showed a bit of disgust from time to time.
After his disciple finished the demonstration and put Jianrenshou, who was also full and full of food, back into the scabbard, Feng Zixu pondered for a moment before turning to Qi Jingzhi and said, "Master, I have already understood. As a metaphor..."
"You little crane, do you take the air of pines and cypresses of the wood attribute as your ruler, the fire attribute of Ruomu Chilu as your ministers, and the water attribute of Linpu nectar as your assistant to mediate the balance?"
Seeing the young man nodding silently, Feng Zixu also nodded slightly and continued: "Your method is much gentler than that of my teachers Qingyang Shaohua and Honglu Dinghuo."
Qi Jingzhi said casually: "Langya Jun once said that a strong tree can be transformed by fire."
"From last night to now, my disciple has tried this method three times. The Qi of pine, cypress, armor and wood accumulated during the previous meal has indeed become much more supple and digestible, instead of just being accumulated like before. In the body."
Hearing this, Feng Zixu immediately frowned and glared at his disciple.
I heard her say angrily: "What he said makes some sense, but in this way..."
Although Feng Zixu agreed with his words, there was a hint of regret on his face: "As a result, the cultivation foundations of you and me, master and disciple, are completely different. Being a master is based on the burning furnace and the dinghuo." , the Qinghua Shaoyang Qi in the wooden position is just an auxiliary..."
"Your Taoist foundation is about to land on this pine and cypress armor wood. Even if you learn Xianyu Mountain's most sharp and unparalleled Honglu Dinghuo Sword Intent in the future, most of the time you will have to use the sword's edge against yourself. To overcome the stubbornness of pure Yang Jiamu, you can combine medicine to make elixirs instead of killing people to defeat the enemy."
"Oh, if you can truly subdue and control the Ruomu sword spirit with this sword intention, you may also be able to have considerable power. At least it will be much stronger than just using Linpu nectar as an offering now."
Having said this, the Xuandu Temple Master looked at his disciple with a lot of disgust in his eyes: "Thank you for coming up with this idea. If you don't have the ability to convince me, you have to spend money to bribe me!" "
"Speaking of it, Xianyu Mountain has always been full of
Songhe Yannian is an immortal old man, but it is unthinkable that the first disciple of Feng Zixu’s sect has also taken this evil path! "
As she spoke, she glared at Ban Nu, who was leaning against Qi Jingzhi, and snorted: "He is also a coward, after all, like a master, like a servant!"
Qi Jingzhi knew in his heart that what his master said was just a joke. If he was really so unbearable, how could the Xuandu Temple Master accept his disciple happily?
After all, the angry crane in Qi Jingzhi's heart cannot be faked, and it cannot be reduced to the level of a Ban slave, right?
However, even though the young man knew it well, he still couldn't help grinning when he heard this, as if he had a toothache.
He immediately asked: "I am actually the first disciple? Has Master never had a disciple before?"
What the young man was thinking was that with Feng Zixu's level of cultivation, he must be several hundred years old not to mention being on par with Lord Langya at this age. How could he not have a disciple?
Hearing his question, Master Xuandu suddenly smiled sweetly, revealing two rows of fine white teeth: "My master once had forty-three disciples, and twenty-seven of them made mistakes while practicing swordsmanship and were killed by Hong Luding. They were burned to death, six died fighting others, and the remaining ten died at the end of their lives."
"Now you are the only one in the family, aren't you the first disciple?"
Feng Zixu paused, and her tone suddenly became a little cold: "You will know from now on. It is said that immortals have no relatives. In fact, in just two or three hundred years, you may have no relatives and be alone."
These few words spoken by the Master of Xuandu Temple in a soft voice, Qi Jingzhi was inexplicably shocked when he heard them. He couldn't help but think of his grandpa and his parents who died young.
He suddenly realized that it would not even take him two or three hundred years, but only a few decades, before he would never see his grandfather again.
At this moment, the young man's thoughts began to change rapidly.
"The Mad Dragon Golden Fruit given to Jiao Po Dragon Mother by Yuan Shaojun of Dajiang Shuifu Mansion can prolong life for sixty years!"
"Mu Yingxian's peach house, a green-haired rabbit that takes the form of a wood spirit, can make ordinary people live a hundred years if they eat it. Even monks in the first three realms can live ten years longer if they eat it!"
"There are many ways to extend life in this world. Maybe I can collect some practice methods for my grandfather to try, or...can I use my future achievements in Gouchen Yuan in exchange for my grandfather's becoming a god?"
Feng Zixu had already calmed down. When he saw his disciple wandering away from the sky, he snorted coldly: "There is no such kind-hearted and kind-hearted master as me in this world. Why don't you, little crane, hurry up before you die of old age?" Take a second look, what are you thinking about?"
Qi Jingzhi suddenly came back to his senses, grinned and said: "My disciples were all wild before, and it was unintentional to take the evil path of Songhe Yannian. I also ask the master to teach the righteous method of Xianyu Mountain!"
Now that the matter has come to this, Qi Jingzhi will naturally not complain that the "Immortal Feather Sutra" he has obtained is too incomplete, and he dare not complain that Feng Zixu came too late. What's more, he does not think that he walked on this path by mistake. There is nothing wrong with the journey, but I am satisfied, cherish it, and just want to go on in a down-to-earth way and go a long way.
"At the worst possible outcome, I will force Master to die, but I cannot let her experience the pain of losing a disciple again."
Qi Jingzhi thought of this and felt that he was really a good disciple who respected his master.
Feng Zixu stared at the suddenly high-spirited young man and couldn't help but said suspiciously: "I feel like you, little He'er, have nothing to hold back in your heart!"
She got lucky, and then she said seriously: "Let's get down to business. Although you and I, the master and the disciple, may seem to be walking the path of fire and wood at first glance, but we are masters who live in fire, and you live in wood. I think this is also the case for Zheng Xian." I value you very much and insist on testing the reason why you are my master."
"If it weren't for my master's profound attainments in Tiantai Mountain's "Essentials of Qinghua Golden Pill", I'm afraid he would really try to steal my apprentice! The reason why he handed you over with confidence later on must be because he felt that his master was not only I can pass on your complete Honglu Dinghuo Sword Intention, better control the Ruomu Sword Spirit, and also teach them the secret method of Tiantai Mountain!"
Seeing the cunning look in his master's eyes, Qi Jingzhi opened his mouth and hesitated, "Langya Lord...do you really mean this?"
Feng Zixu immediately nodded resolutely and said matter-of-factly: "What else? He was so exhausted that he had to go up and be chopped into seventeen or eighteen pieces by his master? Isn't that sick!"
"After all, compared to Ruomu Chilu's fire, your pine, cypress, and armor wood energy is only superior in quantity and purity, but it is much weaker in terms of root and foot."
"If we can't try to strengthen or replace the pine and cypress armor wood, or if we simply waste our efforts to cleanse the marrow and replace the foundation, sooner or later there will be a reversal of host and object, and the worry of being burned to death."
After she finished speaking, she paused for a moment, as if she had remembered something, and said angrily: "Master, I know! My grandfather went to Tiantai Mountain to discuss Taoism, but he didn't gain much from this secret method. Afterwards, he used the Taoism method of Xianyu Mountain to practice In order to complete it, there are many unique mysteries, so the name was changed and called "Blue Feather Secret Scroll"."
"Zheng Xian taught you the secrets of Jiamu cultivation, and dragged you into Nao Shizi's Gouchen courtyard. He clearly wanted to steal his master! He really has a deplorable intention!"
Qi Jingzhi glanced at the green feather coat that Feng Zixu was wearing. The large green crane feathers on the cuffs and hem of the clothes looked extraordinary at first sight, and he immediately nodded fiercely: "Master is wise, that must be the case! Then... …Disciple just resigned from the job at Gouchen Yuan?”
Master Xuandu glanced at his disciple, and said with a half-smile, "Xiao He'er, what you said is a bit off-topic. It's the first day for you and me to be masters and disciples, and we still need to get used to each other. Today I will teach you as a master." You good boy, don’t say such cheap words in front of me again!”
As soon as she finished speaking, Feng Zixu stretched out a finger as white and slender as an onion, and touched the young man's eyebrows.
