On the rock beside the Hezui Cliff, Qi Jingzhi sat with his back to Zhaohe Pavilion, facing the blue sky and sea of clouds thousands of miles away, sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, and taking a deep breath.
Since he started practicing the morning and evening methods of "Quegu Shiqi Chapter" a month ago, the wonder of day and night, with the sun and the moon shining at the same time, is no longer maintained in the cave of Xianyu Xuandu. Just like in the secular world, there are flying rabbits and the moon sets and the sun rises.
At this time, it is the dawn, when the old energy recedes and new energy arises.
A hint of red cloud gradually appeared on the horizon. On the top of Xianyu Danding, there were beautiful green peaches and dense red mist. In the Qihe Valley at the bottom of Hezui Cliff, there was also a large area of green mist floating and slowly steaming upward.
Large groups of cranes break through the blue mist, flying high around the valley, or bathing in rock springs, and their long and melodious chirping sounds come one after another.
For a time, the clouds were full of vigor and vitality, immortals came and went, and the sky was filled with frost and feathers.
At this moment, Qi Jingzhi's eyes were closed, but a long and beautiful scroll suddenly unfolded in his heart.
A month has passed, and this "Dancing Crane Picture" that belongs to him has been roughly completed. The scene painted on it is somewhat similar to the scene in the cave sky of Xianyu Xuandu at this moment. It is also a mist and mist. , hundreds of cranes are flying, especially the two green-feathered cranes in the center are the most elegant and lively.
When he first visualized it, because Feng Zixu's blue-feathered and red-eyed crane was so mysterious, Qi Jingzhi felt that he would not be able to comprehend the essence in a short time.
However, after he followed his master and personally climbed Xianyu Mountain and visited Xuandu Temple, Hu Chihai learned many of his sect’s spiritual principles, especially when he ignited the candle in his heart and achieved his own anger. After seeing the green feathered crane, it suddenly melted like snow in a red furnace, immediately digesting the "Dancing Crane Picture" left in the red ghost's mask.
After only a few contemplations, he succeeded in one fell swoop. Not only did he imprint Feng Zixu's crane of red furnace and dinghuo on the scroll in his mind, but his own crane of pine, cypress, armored wood, and wood soon became the owner of it. .
From then on, Angry Crane no longer had to be trapped in the dark void in Qi Jingzhi's heart. Instead, he finally had his own little world where he could roam around all day long, playing with Baihe, and gradually becoming more magical and spiritual.
At this moment, the angry-eyed green-feathered crane was aroused by the vigorous vitality between heaven and earth, and the fire in his blood-stained eyes suddenly became brighter.
It suddenly fluttered its wings, stretched its body, and dispersed all the playmates surrounding it.
Including another blue-feathered crane, nearly a hundred cranes hid far away in the corners and even deep inside the scroll.
The green-feathered crane with angry eyes firmly occupies most of the picture scroll, proudly looking around, then spreads its wings and forms a circle.
In an instant, some kind of mysterious and mysterious spirit suddenly emanated from this unassuming angry crane.
"Um?"
This kind of situation had never happened before in his practice. Qi Jingzhi immediately noticed the difference. Without hesitation, he gathered all his mind, pursued the divine will, and clung to the fleeting inspiration.
He suddenly opened his eyes and stood up, folding his arms and being open-minded. Almost instantly, his whole body merged into the majestic mountain with the crane's wings, connected with the blood of the Immortal Feather Mountain at his feet, and breathing the same breath.
The candle dragon does not drink, eat, or rest. Once it breathes, it blows into winter, exhales into summer, and breathes out into wind.
Although the breathing of Xianyu Mountain is far less than that of Zhulong, as Qi Jingzhi takes deep breaths, there is also the sound of wind in the mountain.
The green mist lingering in the sky over Qihe Valley suddenly condensed into a green dragon, roaring silently with teeth and claws, flying straight towards Hezui Cliff.
Almost at the same time, countless green sand beads suddenly flew out of the Hemu Bihu Lake, gathering into a sky full of green bead dust, which also swept towards the Hezui Cliff.
The two sides collided on the top of the cliff.
In an instant, the green bead dust enveloped the misty green dragon, and two dragon horns sprouted from the head of the long dragon. The originally small and dense dragon scales also turned into large and wide dragon scales.
The green bead dust quickly disappeared without a trace, and then a green Qiu with flying scales and claws appeared in the air. Its beard, hair, and eyebrows were clearly distinguishable, but its eyes were lifeless and soulless, and it was not a real living thing.
Qi Jingzhi was also shrouded in cyan pearl dust.
As soon as these bead dust touched his breath, they immediately transformed into the extremely pure aura of pine, cypress and armor wood. It rose densely, moistened the whole body, and immediately poured into his arms.
It's just that even though Qi Jingzhi is very open-minded at the moment, his manpower is sometimes poor and he really can't absorb so much aura of pines, cypresses and armored wood.
As a result, the excess wood energy began to gather in his arms and quickly condensed into a ball.
The Jiamu Qiu in the sky was also drawn by Qi Jingzhi's breath. At this time, it also pounced into his arms, but hit the Jiamu air mass, rolled and flipped back into the air.
The Jiamu air ball was struck by Qingqiu, and then spread out in all directions, clinging to the young man in layers. Then it no longer clung to Xu Gu in his arms, but condensed into a brightly colored piece on his body. Qing Yuyi.
Qi Jingzhi was deep in the wonderful state of enlightenment. Although his eyes were open, he turned a blind eye to the extra green feather clothes on his body, let alone glanced at the Jiamu Qingqiu in the sky.
He stood silently from beginning to end, breathing along the pulsation of Xianyu Mountain, silently operating the method of morning breath, every exhale and inhale was subtle and delicate, lingering, eagerly absorbing the spiritual essence of the pine, cypress, armored wood, and hiding it deeply in that Located in the mysterious Qihexu Valley.
The key to the so-called "dinner glow" lies not only in the meal, but also in the subsequent transformation and storage. Qi Jingzhi also learned the deep breathing method in "Que Gu Shi Qi Pian" and only then did he know the secret of this.
At the same time, the young man's eyes were full of heart-burning fire, and the tip of his mouth and tongue was shining with blood, and his body was emitting some kind of Tao Yun.
This kind of Tao Yun is silent, but it seems to have an indescribable and wonderful rhythm, blending with and integrating with the restless vitality between heaven and earth in the early morning.
This wonderful rhythm is clearly the "Flying Dragon Calling the Lin Pu" driven by the technique of Lu Lu to regulate Yang.
Although Qi Jingzhi had only been involved in the knowledge of music for a month, he had Lin Pu and some of the charm of "Wanhe Pine Wind" as his foundation, as well as the method of playing with the five colors, five flavors and five tones in "The Secret Technique of Qiu Zhi Cheng Yun" as a reference. Xianyu Mountain's secret technique of Lu Lu's yang adjustment turned out to be quite handy, and now he has touched the threshold.
As soon as the Linpu rhythm came out, the vitality between heaven and earth suddenly burst into flames. Jiamu Qingqiu's body swayed, and a large green rain cloud immediately appeared under its claws.
Raindrops fell all over the sky, and there was a slanting wind and drizzle, making clothes feel wet.
Among the stone crevices of Hezui Cliff, grass buds sprouted and turned red in color.
Qi Jingzhi was hit by the rain on his face, felt the vitality contained in it, and finally separated a ray of his mind from the wonderful state of enlightenment.
He stretched out his palm in a daze, and felt it for a moment, and couldn't help but feel a bit of joy in his eyes: "This is the real rain!"
Compared with the previous time when it took countless colorful five qi to condense a drop of nectar, now the "Flying Dragon Summons the Rain Spectrum" finally shows some true color.
At this moment, Ruomu Daoling appeared silently on his shoulder, and the branches and leaves quickly stretched upward.
Amidst the clanking sound of leaves, a small umbrella cover made of Ruomu tree crown suddenly appeared on Qi Jing's head.
In the slanting wind and drizzle, the ribs of this small umbrella cover are blooming with red flowers, and the umbrella surface is glowing with green gold. In addition to being luxurious and gorgeous, it actually reveals a leisurely, elegant and quiet beauty.
However, this scene did not last long. As drops of radiant dew were condensed by the Ruomu Dao Spirit, and scattered in the sky like sweet rain, the entire Hezui Cliff seemed to become restless.
Qi Jingzhi was the first to bear the brunt and was immediately drenched by Ruomu Chilu. Even though he was wearing a green feather coat, he still felt the burning heat.
"It's going to be bad!" Qi Jingzhi's expression suddenly changed.
At first, he just drank a drop of Ruomu Chilu, and the energy of pine, cypress, and armor in his body was ignited, and he was burned into a burning man. Nowadays, there are so many contaminations, and once it gets burned, it will definitely not be comparable to the small fights in the past!
"I'm afraid that the wood and fire will be unbalanced and the host and guest will change positions now!"
Just when Qi Jingzhi had this idea in his mind, a red fire shot up into the sky from Hezui Cliff.
When Jia, wood and Bing fire meet, the wood fire is bright and the flame is blazing.
Whether it was the young man wearing green feather clothes or the green Qiu of Jiamu who was making clouds and raining in the sky, they were all involved in the hot and raging flames.
In an instant, the fierce and fierce flames burned through Qing Yuyi, sweeping away Qi Jingzhi's eyebrows and hair, and the black green brocade robe and black boots presented by Jiao Yulang were also turned into fly ash.
The burning fire erodes the skin, and the skin and flesh feel burning pain.
With a bang, the Qi of pine, cypress, armor and wood accumulated in Qi Jingzhi's body was also ignited, and everything inside and outside was immediately burned.
He was horrified, but then he found that his internal organs only felt slightly burning, nothing wrong with it, and the burning sensation on his skin was also greatly reduced.
"Yes, except for the small part that I just absorbed, the wood energy in my body has been burned many times by Ruomu Chilu, making it more pure and tough. Although it also supports the combustion, it actually protects my internal organs and prevents me from actually being burned. Burn yourself to death,"
At this moment, Qi Jingzhi finally came back to his senses.
His whole body was filled with blazing fire, so naturally he did not dare to act rashly. Seeing that he should be able to protect himself in a short time, he began to look back at himself and check his whole body.
With just a brief awareness, Qi Jingzhi saw that the painting "Dancing Crane" in his mind was not affected at all. It was illuminated from the inside to the outside by the candlelight in the eyes of the angry-eyed blue-feathered crane, forming a free world of its own.
Feeling the light of the candles, he breathed a sigh of relief and calmed down slightly. Only then did he notice that his hair and clothes were completely ruined, and his skin looked fine, but there was a strange fragrance faintly exuding. .
Qi Jingzhi was accustomed to eating barbecue in the mountains, so he could naturally tell that what penetrated his nose now was not the familiar aroma of barbecue, but an unprecedented, more fragrant and alluring aroma.
He was not a greedy person, but when he was aroused by this strange fragrance, his saliva immediately flowed out, but was immediately dried up by the bloody glow on the tip of his tongue.
Being distracted by this, Qi Jingzhi immediately remembered the key to practice that his master had given him.
"Bing fire is the main fire, and Ding fire is the supplement. It can subdue stubborn wood and refine pure yang together."
As the thought flashed, the green-feathered crane with angry eyes let out a long cry, and the heart candle in the bloody eyes suddenly became brighter.
Qi Jingzhi's tongue and heart were completely opened, and he suddenly opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of rich blood flames.
Not only was he spitting fire from his mouth, but blood-red flames also shot out from his eyes, blending into the Ruomu Yanghuo on Qingyu's clothes without any hindrance.
In terms of quantity alone, these little Heart Candle Dinghuo is inconspicuous. Compared with Ruomu Yanghuo, it is just a drop in the bucket, but the effect is immediate.
In just a few breaths, the burning and restless mood on Hezui Cliff dropped by three points.
"Master really has foresight!"
Only then did Qi Jingzhi really feel at ease. Thinking about his master who was cold-hearted and warm-hearted, he couldn't help but feel a little more sincerely grateful: "This heart candle and dinghuo not only protect my heart and bones, but also can Help me get rid of the manic nature in the Yang Fire, it is indeed magical!"
At the same time, he couldn't help but feel a little proud in his heart: "It's a good thing that I didn't change my mind and choose the Honglu Dinghuo Sword Intent that was inconsistent with my nature."
"I used the Qi of pines, cypresses and armored wood as the foundation, and mixed it with the flying dragon's rain and the heart candle ding fire, but it is still so dangerous, let alone those Xianyu Mountain disciples who directly practice the Hong Lu Ding Fire Sword Intent."
"Master is very willing to accept disciples, and he is very dedicated in teaching his disciples. However, most of the dozens of disciples he had accepted under his sect were still burned to death. It is shocking to think about it."
As all kinds of thoughts rise and fall, the Ruomu Yanghuo on Qingyu Yi gradually weakens.
Then he saw the feather coat falling off Qi Jingzhi's body, and then shrank suddenly, condensing into a cyan fire pill the size of a fist, spinning in the air, and the remaining Ruomu Yang Fire on the surface was immediately extinguished.
At this moment, the angry-eyed blue-feathered crane suddenly let out a long cry of great joy, and immediately flew all the way out of the world in the picture, emerging outside Qi Jingzhi's body.
It opened its mouth to hold the Jiamu Qingwan, raised its head and swallowed it.
Visible to the naked eye, the feathers of the angry-eyed blue-feathered crane become more and more gorgeous, and the whole body exudes a sense of pure Yang.
Qi Jingzhi clearly felt the joy of the angry-eyed Qingyuhe, or in other words, this was his own joy.
A smile appeared on the young man's face. Suddenly, a gust of mountain wind blew by. He suddenly felt something in his heart and couldn't help but look down.
At this moment, without the cover of Qingyu Yi, his whole body was smooth and clean, with only a Qiuqi belt still wrapped around his waist.
This corpse was also burned by the fire, and somehow it changed from the silver belt back to the appearance of the faceless silver snake.
On the contrary, the red ghost mask that originally covered the snake's head was burned away and became crystal clear, revealing a pair of snake eyes inside.
This pair of snake eyes glowed with hazy red, and looked as pure and flawless as rubies, with a hint of scorching heat.
Qi Jingzhi remembered clearly that the eyes of the Qiu Zhi Corpse were originally a strange dark red color, which contained the poison of Qiu Zhi. The vertical pupils were dark and sharp as needles, which were transformed from the Black Evil Corpse.
Now all these poisons in the snake's eyes have disappeared, but it seems that the hazy red color of the red ghost's mask and the Ruomu Yanghuo have been sucked into it.
Qi Jingzhi was amazed when he saw it, but now that he was completely naked, it was really too cool, so it was not the time to investigate the reason in detail.
Just when he was about to summon the silver armor to cover up his shame, he saw a flash of green light from the corner of his eye.
In an instant, a Jiamu Qingqiu, which was no more than three feet long and exuded pure Yang energy, pounced down and dived into the Qiu Qiu's belt.
The Qiu Zhi corpse immediately changed. The silver scales suddenly showed a hint of green, and two small bumps bulged on the top of the head.
Qi Jingzhi couldn't help but be stunned.
He suddenly remembered that he had heard Jiao Yulang mention something before, saying that the Qiujiu was known as the banished dragon. Once the Yin poison in the body was refined into pure Yang, it could transform into a Qiulong!
Thinking of this, the young man's thoughts immediately began to wander: "Huh? There seems to be a Jiaosha corpse of the 'Yilong species' hidden in the small bronze mirror?"
(End of chapter)
