"What do you think?" Feng Zixu asked her disciple with a smile.
Before Qi Jingzhi could respond, the master of Xuandu Temple suddenly flicked his colorful feather sleeves, turned around and flew in the direction of Xuandu Temple.
When she moved, whether it was the blazing furnace or Qi Jingzhi, who was wrapped around the waist by the silk-clad Cai Lian, they naturally followed her closely.
When passing over Hezui Cliff, Qi Jingzhi took a special look at the Zhaohe Pavilion and saw Lord Xuanji standing motionless on the top of the Hezui Cliff. There was no trace of him being a living creature.
"Master..."
After Qi Jingzhi started speaking, Feng Zixu nodded and said: "In addition to practicing all day long, you only know how to stare at the cranes in the cave sky, but you can't think of coming to ask my teacher. I originally I still want to see how long you can endure it, but today is the right time, so I will tell you mercifully!"
"You are right, this black crane is Ding Lingwei's remains."
"It is recorded in "Sancai Tuhui" that in the past, when the Holy Emperor Xuanyuan was studying in the Kunhua Mountains, there was a Yuan Crane flying. The Yuan Crane is as pure black as lacquer. If it lives for a total of 360 years, it is pure black."
"Ding Lingwei was, after all, a figure who wanted to break through to the fifth realm. He was lost in the infinite wilderness. Although the body he left behind did not have spiritual control and soul nourishment, and could not be regarded as a perfect pure Yang body, the magic was still there. Nothing compares.”
Qi Jingzhi nodded and muttered: "I remember that the general outline of the "Immortal Feather Sutra" said that the crane is a yang bird, and it swims in the yin. Because of the gold energy, it rides on the fire essence to support itself. The number of gold is nine, and the number of fire is seven. Therefore, the crane changes slightly in seven years, changes greatly in sixteen years, stops changing in one hundred and sixty years, and remains stable in sixteen hundred years."
"It turns out that this crane has lived for a long time, and its shape will really change. It will not take its final shape until it is 1,600 years old!"
Feng Zixu chuckled lightly when he heard the words: "This is the truth. However, many practitioners like to exaggerate and make mysteries. The older the number and year are, especially if it is an integer that sounds extremely mysterious at first sight, the less likely it is. really."
"For example, the so-called Xuanhe, the explanation in "Annotations to Ancient and Modern Times" is different from that in "Sancai Tuhui". It claims that 'a crane turns gray at a thousand years old, and turns black at a thousand years old, which is called a black crane.' I remember clearly that Ding Lingwei's legacy It took about four hundred and seventy years for the whole body to turn black, which is much longer than three hundred and sixty years. It is far from two thousand years. It can be seen that it is better to have no books than to believe in books."
"In the general outline of the "Immortal Feather Sutra", what you should pay most attention to is the first few sentences. The bird of yang swims in yin, because the golden energy rides on the fire essence to support itself..."
The Xuandu Temple Master paused and said sternly: "It sounds easy, but things in this world are easy to do but hard to do. Our Xuandu lineage from Xianyu Mountain moved to the Eastern Wasteland, but the situation in the Cangyue Temple is actually different. The difference is like that, and there are inevitably imperfections in the inheritance, so there are very few people in the past who can complete the cultivation of the four elements of yin, yang, metal, and fire."
"Oh, as for the beginning and end of the migration that year, it's not time for you to know."
Qi Jingzhi nodded silently after hearing this. On the first day he came to Cave Heaven, his master once said that there were some things that he could only be qualified to hear when he became the master of Xianyu Mountain World Travel and even Xuandu Temple.
While they were talking, the master and the disciple together had already flown over the Xuandu Guanzu Master's Hall, and slowly landed in a wide courtyard. Except for a towering and gorgeous purple pavilion flying tower, the rest were continuous. Flower gardens and medicinal fields are filled with exotic flowers and herbs, which are colorful and fragrant.
There is a plaque hanging on the flying tower of Zige with the three characters "Zixu Pavilion" written on it. It is the residence of Feng Zixu, the master of Xuandu Temple.
Qi Jingzhi glanced at the few Dancing Crane plants in a corner of the flower field. If he hadn't seen Wu Fuji today, he wouldn't have realized that these people were actually the kings of a country.
Feng Zixu placed the Hong Furnace in the open space in front of the Zi Pavilion, and then continued: "In terms of Xuandu inheritance, among Yin, Yang, Metal, and Fire, the word Yang is the easiest, but also the most difficult to obtain. Profound.”
"It's easy to say that even if the disciples of Xianyu Mountain don't specialize in the Songhe method of prolonging life, they can just use some green sand beads to nourish their bodies when they are eating Qi, and they can use the Qi of Yangmu to solidify the foundation, but that's all. I want to take a step further, but I don’t have enough practice skills anymore, so it’s a bit difficult.”
"I went to Tiantai Mountain to discuss Taoism for my master, and there was an additional "Qingyu Secret Scroll" in Xuandu's inheritance, which could attract Qinghua Shaoyang's energy, which made up for the shortcomings. That day, Taishan also got Xianyu Mountain's Honglu Danfa, everyone gets what they need and everyone is happy."
Qi Jingzhi glanced at the silk silk cailian that had been taken back by his master, and nodded thoughtfully: "The yang is already there, and the Honglu Dinghuo is the yin fire, so it occupies a yin character and a fire character at the same time. The four characters are He has obtained the third one, no wonder Honglu Dinghuo Sword Intention has become the signature of our Xianyu Xuandu lineage."
"You little crane are really smart!"
Feng Zixu nodded happily: "Not only can you get three out of four, those who practice Honglu Dinghuo Sword Intent can probably make up for half a gold mark with the sword in their hands. This is barely considered complete. This is why Mingming already has a lot of experience as a teacher. Even though I have obtained the 'Liu Cai Han Zhang', I still have to carry this green snake sword with me."
Qi Jingzhi couldn't help but be astonished, thinking that his master's colorful and strange-shaped sword was really called Liucai Hanzhang, and that Lord Langya's poems and prose were really not learned in vain.
It was obviously because of this that Feng Zixu had delayed saying the name before.
She gouged out her disciple, her eyes full of warning, and then continued to explain: "Hong Lu Ding Huo Sword Intent is not only a fundamental Taoist method that can enhance cultivation, but also an incomparable sharp and powerful sword." The killing technique has become the signature of the Xuandu lineage. However, even with the help of Lu Lu's Yang Yang technique, this sword is still too violent and difficult to tame, and it is impossible for anyone without great perseverance, wisdom and luck to truly Achievement."
"Therefore, as long as the disciples of Xianyu Mountain are slightly less talented and have less temperament, most of them will choose to practice the Songhe method of prolonging life, occupying a Yang character. Although they are not good at fighting, their lifespan is long, and they can hope to ignite the Tao fire. It’s just that once you reach that level of cultivation, it’s natural to seek comfort and stability, and you probably don’t have the courage to take risks and practice Ding Fire at the same time, or try to see the wood fire.”
"As for the Heart Candle Ding Huo, the danger of practicing it is no less dangerous than that of the Ding Fire, but it is not good at fighting, and it has no effect of extending life. There have always been very few fools who would choose it. If it hadn't been for you, little crane, you would have collected it first. Yang Wood and Yang Fire have set the path for the wood fire to be bright and direct to the pure Yang, and it has been recognized by the Crane-Fang Monument. I will not pass on such a useless Taoist method to you."
His master's mouth really left people speechless, and Qi Jingzhi couldn't help but be speechless after hearing the words.
It is true that he first chose the Qi of pines, cypresses and armored wood as his food because of the "Wind in the Pines". He could truly refine the Qi of wood in his body with Ruo Mu Yang Fire, lay the foundation for his practice, and join his disciple Feng Zixu. It was only one night apart, and it was really fate and no one could control it.
It's just that Qi Jingzhi has no regrets in his heart. The Hong Furnace Ding Fire Sword Intent is not in line with his original intention. Even if he abandons Ruo Mu Yang Fire and forcibly cultivates it at the same time, either he will not be able to achieve anything great, or he will be a burnout sooner or later. The fate of becoming ashes.
He was silent for a moment, and then sighed: "I think the senior brothers and sisters in front of me are all heroes with great arrogance and unrivaled talent. They know that the Hong Lu Ding Huo sword is so dangerous, but they are still determined to pursue the truth and do not avoid death or life. It’s really admirable!”
"My disciple is incompetent. As the first disciple of Master, he is unwilling to take over the fundamental inheritance of Xianyu Mountain. However, Master agreed without hesitation..."
Hearing this, Feng Zixu smiled slightly, but there was a bit of unusual bitterness in the smile.
She shook her head and said softly: "So many lives have been involved in it, what else can't you understand as a teacher? Unless you meet a disciple who is truly compatible with the Honglu Dinghuo Sword Intent in the future, there is really no need to stick to it. We insist on passing on the strict rules and regulations of our predecessors, and we must pass on this fatal work."
Although the Xuandu Temple Master once said that immortals have no relatives, he obviously did not regard his former disciples as trivial: "From now on, we at Xianyu Mountain will still have to teach students according to their aptitude. If there may be deficiencies in the techniques, we will slowly try to make up for them." Okay. Since you have taken this path now, then you should lead a new path for future generations! Isn’t it just..."
Feng Zixu paused briefly and pointed at the Qiu Xuanjia on Qi Jingzhi: "Don't wear such flashy things to show off. It will not disgrace the reputation of our Fairy Feather Mountain!"
Seeing his disciple's face full of astonishment, the master of Xuandu Temple became even more disgusted and said: "It seems quite bluffing at first glance, but it's a pity that it's just superficial. In the end, it's just a pair of snakeskin soft armor, and the aura of pine, cypress, and wood is different from that of Ruomu." Yanghuo is not known for its toughness. From now on, when you become a battalion captain or even a larger general, when encountering a dangerous battle situation, do you rely on this thing to ward off disasters? Or do you count on the flag spirit of your mount to save your life?"
Qi Jingzhi finally came to his senses and couldn't help but cast his gaze towards the blazing furnace, and then looked at Feng Zixu: "Master means..."
"Your dragon-like corpse is not very suitable for making armor, but it is more than enough as a lining for iron armor. As for the outer armor, it is naturally made from the mirror-armored centipede. Don't delay, hurry up. Take it off!"
Qi Jingzhi did not hesitate, and with a thought, he transformed the Qingqiu Xuanjia back into its belt form, and then threw it into the furnace.
"Your companion mirror spirit really has some magical powers. This corpse has been refined by it. It obviously has no spirituality inside, but it can change as it pleases."
Feng Zixian praised a few words, and suddenly raised her arm. The silk robe wrapped around her arm was split into two, and then the half condensed with Qinghua Shaoyang's energy flew straight in. In the furnace.
"Master?" Qi Jingzhi was shocked when he saw this, and his face suddenly changed color.
"What are you making all the fuss about? Zheng Xian gave you a Ruomu Sword Spirit, which means he gave you half a spiritual weapon and half a path. How can I let that guy compete with me? Anyway, I'm going to give you "Qingyu" "Secret Scroll" is taught to you. With this half-step of training, you will be able to get twice the result with half the effort when practicing."
Feng Zixu waved her hands nonchalantly and glared at Qi Jingzhi: "Xiao He'er, from now on, you must give me a good reputation and don't die easily. Otherwise, when your soul returns to the He Monument, don't be surprised. I've turned against my master, and I'll lock you in there and face the wall to reflect for a hundred and eighty years!"
"Want to reincarnate Shunshun Dangdang or transform into a crane into the wild? There is no way!"
Hearing this, Qi Jingzhi immediately trembled, sadness and gratitude welling up in his heart.
He knew very well that he and his master had only been together for a month. Although master and apprentice got along well, the friendship between them was far from that deep.
Her master's words were not only spoken to herself, but also to her former disciples. With so many carefully cultivated disciples passing away one after another, how could she not feel pain in her heart?
Now that he, Qi Jingzhi, is the only disciple of his master, he is naturally filled with infinite sorrow and high expectations.
If the master had not said "You are not him" when they first met, Qi Jingzhi would have suspected that he was also the master's disciple in his previous life.
Therefore, the young man also nodded heavily on behalf of the deceased senior brothers and sisters and said: "Qi Jingzhi will never let Master down!"
"As long as you know what's going on!"
Feng Zixu snorted, raised her arm, pretending to wipe the moist corners of her eyes, but suddenly reached out and grabbed her disciple's shoulder, and actually pulled off the Qingyu Jinyi and threw it in without any fuss. Within the furnace.
When Qi Jingzhi came back to his senses, he was already naked again. A gust of breeze hit him, and he suddenly felt cool all over his body.
The young man immediately let out a weird cry, crouched into the nearby flowerbed and medicine field, and squatted behind a plump purple Ganoderma lucidum.
"How many times have I told you, little He'er? If this person is too honest, he will suffer a loss!"
The Xuandu Temple Master, who had only become serious for a short time, showed his true colors. He laughed so hard that he was extremely happy: "Since I am tailoring a weapon for you, naturally I have to cultivate the weapon spirit from the beginning!"
"Not only is your blue-feathered garment completely free of impurities, it is also the most closely connected to your own heart and path. It is just the right thing to use as an embryo. In this way, when your spiritual transformation takes place in the future, it will be connected to your blood and qi, and your cultivation will be enhanced. It’s no big deal, although it’s not as good as the innate natal weapon, it’s much stronger than ordinary spiritual weapons!”
Feng Zixu said these four words "ordinary spiritual weapon" one by one while staring at the long knife frying human life and biting his silver teeth.
Qi Jingzhi's body didn't dare to move, but his heart was so moved that he quickly shouted: "Thank you Master for your love! But my disciple suddenly wasn't in a hurry to get the crane shoes, so he had better make some clothes first." Bar!"
Feng Zixu heard the words and laughed again: "An angry crane is like a pair of shoes, fluttering its wings to reach the sky. Throwing your green feather clothes into it is not much different from throwing your heart and soul into it. Is it possible to make a pair of crane shoes?" It’s also difficult!”
As soon as she finished speaking, the phoenix bird stove cover of the Hong stove suddenly opened on its own, and two small cranes with angry eyes and green feathers suddenly flew out from inside, one behind the other.
"No, it's not two little cranes, but one little crane split in two, just like...the legendary tiger charm!"
Qi Jingzhi could see clearly that what seemed to be two small cranes flying in the air at the moment were actually only one leg and one wing each, and they were cut in two from head to tail.
This rather weird-looking little angry blue-feathered crane only circled briefly, then jumped into Qi Jingzhi's arms and transformed into a pair of straw sandals woven from green grass.
"What are you still doing? Hurry up and try it on to see if it fits!" Feng Zixu urged with a teasing look on her face.
Qi Jingzhi had no choice but to bite the bullet, move his body slowly and put on the straw sandals.
The next moment, the green thatched sandals shined brightly, covering the young man's body in an instant.
The black robe with silver belt and black boots that Qi Jingzhi had been most fond of appeared, and there was also a strange-shaped shield with layers of armor on his back.
"This is this?" Qi Jingzhi turned his head to look at the shield and asked in surprise.
As soon as he said this sentence, the shield suddenly stretched out and turned into a pair of gleaming crane wings.
Immediately afterwards, the pair of crane wings, which were made of dark iron and fine steel, were seen fluttering violently, leading the young man into the sky, straight up to Qingming!
(End of chapter)
