one year later.
In the spiritual vein of Tiandu Mountain.
"Buzz..."
A large amount of spiritual energy surged, gathered into a small vortex, and poured down.
The violent fluctuations of spiritual energy immediately alerted several monks in the spiritual veins, and everyone came out to check.
"Isn't that the residence of Taoist Brother Qingxu?"
"Yes, with such movement, could it be that he has finally broken through to the fourth level of Qi Refining?"
"It should be, it's not easy. Brother Qingxu is almost eighty years old..."
Several monks were talking a lot, with a lot of emotion in their expressions. They did not come forward to disturb him, but waited for Zhang Yao to come out of seclusion.
In the quiet room:
Zhang Yao was sitting cross-legged, taking a long breath, and was completing the last step of his breakthrough.
From the early stage of Qi refining to the middle stage of Qi refining, new invisible Qi veins were opened up, and the mana became more and more pure, a small qualitative change.
A full half hour later.
"call……"
Zhang Yao took a long breath and slowly opened his eyes, and the whirlpool of spiritual energy in mid-air disappeared.
"Twenty years later, we have finally overcome this bottleneck."
A faint joy emerged in his heart.
In twenty years, I have broken through the bottleneck and reached the middle stage of Qi refining. The speed is actually not too slow.
Compared with the original four-attribute spiritual root monks such as Lu Nan, Lao He, and Chen Fatty, it was faster, but it was inferior to Zhao He, who had three-attribute spiritual roots.
Being able to achieve such speed with the worst spiritual roots of all five elements is due to the advantages in soul and state of mind brought by his martial arts cultivation.
"It's not as good as the top, but it's more than the bottom."
"In the final analysis, it's because the external environment is too bad and there are no resources for practice that I have wasted so many years."
"If the spiritual energy is more abundant, and there are a large number of spiritual elixirs and earth attribute essences available for refining, it may only take three or four years to achieve a breakthrough."
Zhang Yao thought like this, and with a thought, he summoned the attribute panel that he had not seen for many years:
Name: Zhang Yao
Talent: source of vitality, transformation of essence
Realm: Fourth level of Qi refining
Kung Fu: "Thick Earth Technique"
Spells: Fireball (100%), Wind Blade (100%), Divine Movement (100%), Breath Condensation (100%), Fertile Earth Spirit Technique (100%)...
Skills: First-level alchemy (21%), first-level formation mastery (15%), first-level spiritual pattern mastery (19%)
"Um……"
Zhang Yao looked at the attribute panel and was silent.
"I haven't dabbled in many arts of cultivating immortals, and I'm not very good at them. If I go north to defend my country, I'm afraid I won't be able to gain a foothold in any of them."
After adjusting with his thoughts, the attribute panel omitted martial arts, martial arts and life skills, and only retained the part about cultivating immortals.
Over the long years, all of the dozen or so spells he knows have been cultivated to perfection, and they can be controlled and controlled at will.
In addition to the realm of cultivation and spells, what he values most is the "hundred arts of immortality", which is equivalent to the life skills of the immortal world and is one of the assets for settling down in the future.
"It seems that after I go to Weiguo, I have to find an opportunity to replenish my knowledge in this area. At least I have to learn a skill."
Thinking of this, Zhang Yao's plans for the future became clearer.
Counting from the time he stepped into the immortal gate:
It took eighty years to reach the fourth level of Qi refining. If you continue to spend time like this, I am afraid it will take two to three hundred years to reach Qi refining perfection.
The spiritual energy environment in the Lu Kingdom is really too bad. Even if you practice hard in the spiritual veins, it won't be much better.
Even though he is immortal, time cannot be wasted like this. After all, who knows which will come first, accident or tomorrow?
On the basis of ensuring one's own safety, it is imperative to change to a better practice environment.
After Zhang Yao adjusted his breath for a while, he got up and left the quiet room, heading out.
"Brother Qingxu!"
"Congratulations to Taoist Brother Qingxu!"
As soon as Zhang Yao appeared, the four monks waiting outside the palace door all came forward to congratulate him.
They didn't have much envy for Zhang Yao's breakthrough. After all, it was a pity that he only achieved this in his later years.
"Comrades, be polite..."
After Zhang Yao responded with a smile, he mentioned the matter of leaving Tiandu Mountain's spiritual veins.
In the past two years, Zhang Yao has expressed his intention to leave more than once, and he has also taught everyone the formation and alchemy techniques, so everyone has been mentally prepared.
the next day.
Several monks from Tiandu Mountain held a farewell ceremony for Zhang Yao, and there was a bit of sadness among them.
"I wish Brother Dao a happy journey!"
"Fellow Taoists, take good care of it!"
After Zhang Yao said goodbye to everyone, he wandered along the stone steps and left the Tiandu Mountain Spirit Vein.
"After staying here for forty years, I really feel a little reluctant to leave."
"I don't know how beautiful the Northern Wei Kingdom is..."
Zhang Yao smiled casually and was about to take out the flying sword. When the sword flew away, his expression suddenly changed.
"Huh? Is there anyone?"
He turned his head in surprise and looked outside the mountain road.
It was snowing heavily in the middle of winter, and there was a dangerous peak thousands of feet high, and there was actually a group of more than a dozen people wandering nearby.
Take a closer look:
Among the dozen or so people, the leader is an old man in a brocade hat and mink fur coat. The young man next to him, wearing a long cloak and brocade robe, is supporting him, and the rest are all powerful and strong servants.
"It's him?"
Zhang Yao recognized the person and showed a hint of surprise.
"Based on his age, this person should be almost seventy years old. I didn't expect that he could still climb to the depths of Tiandu Mountain..."
The scene from that year appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help but smile knowingly:
"We happened to meet him by chance. It's fate. It would be better to meet him once."
the other side.
Feng Changqing supported his grandfather, looking a little helpless, and persuaded:
"Grandpa, let's go back!"
"We have tried several times. Even if there are gods deep in Tiandu Mountain, they probably won't want to see us!"
"It's freezing cold here. If we stay here any longer, I'm afraid I'm going to suffer from the cold..."
"No."
Feng Lu shook his head and said firmly:
"I'm sixty-seven years old. I won't be able to climb Tiandu Mountain in a few years, and I will never have the chance to fulfill my long-cherished wish in this life."
"Chang Qing, I can last another half hour, let's try again..."
Feng Changqing looked very ugly when he heard this.
I don’t know if there are immortals in this ghost place, but some evil spirits are real. Once they break into the clouds and mist, they will spin around like ghosts hitting the wall, and they can only come out by retreating.
And it's so cold in the mountains. It doesn't matter that he has practiced martial arts himself, but the old man is old. Even if he has always been healthy, what if he gets frostbite?
His career has just started, and his grandfather, who has been the prime minister and is idle at home, is his biggest supporter!
Once the old man has any shortcomings, the Feng family's reputation will immediately plummet. This is something he absolutely cannot accept.
"grandfather!"
Feng Changqing was heartbroken and prepared to dissuade him again. If he failed, he would forcefully take the old man down the mountain.
But at this moment, the clouds in front of him began to billow, and a young man in Taoist robes, Shi Shiran, walked out.
"It's been a long time coming."
The young man in Taoist robes looked at Feng Lu and smiled slightly.
Feng Lu looked at the young man in Taoist robes with wide eyes. He was in a daze, his white beard trembling, and then he suddenly knelt down in the snow, kowtowed deeply, and his voice was filled with excitement:
"Feng Lu... pay homage to the Immortal!"
PS: Three updates in two consecutive days, and the archived manuscript is about to be completed again o(╥﹏╥)o
