"What is the "Taixu Jade Planting"?"
When Ding Ning asked this, the frost flowers condensed from the eaves were dripping in the morning light. Zhao Qing's fingertips passed through half a jar of residual wine on the counter, and the turbid wine suddenly appeared with a light silver shading like star sand: "Taixuzhe
, the abyss of all things that have not yet formed; those who plant jade turn wasteland into fertile soil."
The wine in the jar began to gush like a living thing, and the originally sour smell of wine actually exuded the cold fragrance of the green bamboo of the snow peak.
Ding Ning's pupils shrink slightly - although he couldn't see clearly the silver essence that penetrated into the wine jar, he could sense that some kind of power that subverted common sense was reconstructing the origin of matter. They were neither like true energy nor sword energy, but like
Morning mist seeps out from the cracks in the void.
This is by no means a simple infusion of spiritual energy, but it is almost the creation of the rotten wood rings into seed embryos.
"Look." Zhao Qing bent his fingers and knocked on the pottery altar, and the sound was like a clear chime: "Ordinary wine songs can only make ordinary things, but if the heaven and earth are regarded as cellars and sentient beings are koji, this Taixu is the fairest jar.
”
Three feet of green clouds rose from the mouth of the jar, and the originally turbid wine became as transparent as glass. This self-clearing is not a rough purification by filtering and precipitation, but like millions of particles of dust each finding their destined destination.
The foam gathered into jade clouds, and the fragrance of wine condensed into a solid light golden silk ribbon, wrapping around the beams and pillars.
Ding Ning stared at the extremely fine silver light dust floating in the wine. They were not still, but flowed along some mysterious trajectory, as if a shrinking galaxy fell into the world.
The most amazing thing is the row of broken pottery urns behind the counter.
Three days ago, the corn that was blackened due to improper steaming and cooking was now stretching and reborn in the jar. When the mold spots receded, the crystals of glass bloomed; the moldy cake in the corner peeled off the dirt, and some invisible vitality was in the depths of it.
Swallowing quietly.
"Universal yeasts can be transformed by the energy of Taixu and can absorb the spiritual charm of heaven and earth."
When the last grain of silver rays penetrated into the bottom of the jar, Zhao Qing pushed the wine cup with his sleeves: "The poor can make wine with rotten rice, and they can get nectar from the jade pond; wild fruits are used to make vinegar in the barren mountains, which can refine the marrow-cleaning spiritual liquid. This is the leveling process.
The right path to the natural barrier of resources.”
Ding Ning grabbed the wine spoon and scooped half a cup. The amber wine spread seven levels of halos in the palm of his palm.
He smelled the breath of melting snow in early spring soaking humus soil, and tasted the vitality of rotten wood rejuvenating new buds. What's even more terrifying is that every drop of wine has its own circulation - the spiritual energy automatically adjusts the concentration according to the strength of the drinker's meridians, which is clearly
The legendary supreme state of "Tao follows nature".
The moment the wine entered his throat, Ding Ning's pores suddenly opened, and the Nine-Dead Silkworm raised his head and screamed in his sea of ​​anger.
The silver sand actually swam among the meridians into the stars in the sky.
The true energy of the Nine-Dead Silkworms was restless like spring snow meets the sun, spontaneously condensed into crystal chalcedony and settled along the acupoints, and the meridian projection like the Taixu Star Map floated on the palm of the palm - the end of each vein was swallowing the vitality of heaven and earth, and it was actually
More than three times faster than usual.
Changsun Qianxue suddenly lifted the shawman and looked into the front yard incredibly.
She had always disliked the turbid air, but at this moment she saw Zhao Qing's toes lightly, the old dirt in the gaps in the blue bricks faded into snow-colored crystals, and the spider webs at the corners of the wall condensed into a spiritual vein like ice silk.
What shocked her the most was that the Nine Nether King Sword in her body actually made a clear sound - the Gu Han sword intent that had been silent for many years was quietly nourished by some kind of warm Taoist rhyme.
"This wine song..." When she spoke, frost was condensed on her eyelashes, "Can she assimilate all things?"
Zhao Qing blinked his fingers and shook out a few pieces of wine, which condensed into three ice lotus in the air: "The Qi of Taixu is originally unstable. When it encounters snow, it becomes a branch of Qiong, and when it encounters fire, it turns into a flowing flame."
Where the lotus petals fall, jade-colored mycelium emerges from the gap on the counter, instantly eroding it, and the cracked damage is repaired as new.
She didn't feel any surprise when the other party who had been hiding for many years suddenly revealed his identity as a cultivator. She just smiled slightly at the two of them: "The Tao is in the ant, the Tao is in the tiles. Everything contains the Tao seed, but the power to break the shell is lacking."
"Ordinary monks collect spiritual medicine to build a foundation for Taoism, but they don't know that rotten grass and fireflies can shine on the night."
When the last word settled, a crystal clear jade tree rose from half a jar of wine. What dangled between the branches was not the fruit, but the Taoist rules that condensed into solid form.
The moment Ding Ning reached out and touched him, his massive amount of experience in practicing cultivation was like a galaxy flowing back.
In a trance, he saw a farmer holding a rust sword to split the spirit stone ore veins, and the weaving girl led the silver shuttle through the barriers of the talisman array. The child held charcoal and wrote the "Health Preservation Tips" on the city wall - those handwritings penetrated bricks and stones, bringing the Beihai Xuan
The ice melts into spring water;
He saw that every flying dust shone silver in the morning light. In a trance, the rubble of the eight hundred streets and alleys of Changling, the silt of the ditches, and even the rust on the shackles of the sinners became peerless spirits that need to be carved in a hurry.
material……
When Ding Ning's sudden enlightenment gradually faded, Zhao Qing suddenly took a step forward, swept the silver light at his fingertips, and the cold wind leaking through the broken window frame turned into a roll of solid ice silk. The natural patterns on the silk were exactly "Tai".
The first central method of "The Little Jade Art"
Changsun Qianxue put away her spiritual thoughts and avoided her eyes. As one of the most talented practitioners in the past and the eldest daughter of the Gongsun family, she has her own pride and persistence and will never be allowed by her master.
Under the circumstances, spy on the skills he passed down.
Even though the "Taixu Jade Art" seems to be extremely brilliant, with an amazing ability to completely overturn the entire world, and the aura that is revealed in the dark seems to be naturally integrated with the "Nine Nether Sword Art",
The matching degree is extremely high, and he is unmoved.
However, from a practical perspective, the total number of words in the "Taixu Jade Art" is 18 levels, each level is doubled by the previous level, and the whole article is as high as 16 billion words. It seems easy to revise the beginning, but it is not interesting.
The same is true afterwards.
Such a horrifying thing, which may break the total number of words that can break the longest record of martial arts in history, is actually not too exaggerated, because although it is the latest achievement of the cultivation and cultivation of "magic species", it has been integrated into a series of complex "gene editing"
The technology of regulation has achieved a huge leap.
In the final analysis, "Nine Dead Silkworms" and "Nine Nether Sword Art" were both created by Emperor You of the past, and their realm is not inferior to Zhao Qing, so they have similarities in their intentions and Taoist rhymes, which makes Ding Ning
Changsun Qianxue and the others became the best candidates to practice this skill in the world.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! "You plan to still live in this wine shop? Li Lingjun is so popular that he will definitely suffer a big loss in this Wutong.
I will try my best to take revenge in the future."
Zhao Qing looked at Ding Ning deeply. Mingxiao, the other party had already entered the first level of skill in a very short time. He couldn't help but feel relieved and said lightly: "Since you don't want to move away, and Liling
But if you look at this place, I will let him die.”
"Kill him directly?" Ding Ning asked in his arms with the wine jar.
Zhao Qing nodded.
Seeing that she was actually here, Ding Ning also had a slightly calming eyes, thinking to himself, calculating the feasibility of this move.
The mansions and courtyards of powerful families are often large in scale and extremely luxurious. Naturally, they will not just show their own power, financial resources, and the level gap between them and the common people. Not only are there many formations that can assist in practice, but they can also be used as a result of the
Create a home battle advantage that is beneficial to one's own side.
Especially for a deep mansion like Liling Jun Mansion, which has several miles of construction, with multiple courtyard walls, it is nothing different from a small imperial city. It is essentially equivalent to a military fortress. There are many guards in the interior and monks are like clouds.
, ordinary assassins may not even be able to break through the first line of defense.
With his understanding of Li Lingjun, the other party will definitely be afraid after arranging his men to commit several murder cases, and most likely they will choose to stay in the door and hide in the mansion in the name of apologizing.
Under such circumstances, it is probably difficult to sneak into the Liling Jun Mansion and successfully assassinate the Chu Proton in a tightly guarded military camp to assassinate a general with heavy troops.
Moreover, Li Lingjun, as the famous Chu proton, is assassinated or injured or injured, which will inevitably cause subtle changes in the situation between the Qin and Chu dynasties, and will affect the whole body with one blow.
Therefore, when you notice that something is happening in your mansion, the nearby Changling defenders and corner towers will definitely provide the most timely support.
As for the risks of this matter, even if it is not as difficult as rescuing Lin Zhujiu in the Great Floating Water Prison, there will be no difference. However, from the perspective of harvest, it is just to breathe and eliminate some hidden dangers...
, Is it a bit unworthy of the gain?
Although Ding Ning had no affection for Li Lingjun, he also knew that the other party had sent someone to assassinate him before, and he actually had the intention of coveting Changsun Qianxue, this incident was triggered before he entered the Aries Cave, and he had the slightest slightest part of Zhao Qing.
It doesn't matter, but there is no need to let her get involved.
So he hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke: "This matter involves a lot. Should I consider it again?"
"At the first time of noon today, the red fire fell from the sky, and Chu Zhengzi couldn't avoid it, so he died in the mansion."
Zhao Qing did not continue to say more, but just told Li Lingjun's death and death in advance as an announcement. When he left the wine shop, he suddenly smiled: "At that time, you can watch from a distance."
...
When the sun wheel was hanging at the corner of the eaves of the Proton House at midday, the sound of twenty-seven black iron prison vans running over the bluestone slabs frightened the gray fowl behind the screen wall. Zhong Zheng's forehead was against the gap in the fence, and half of the blood was covered.
Zhang's twisted face, he tried to curse in Chudi slang.
The saliva star hit the soundproof note array and exploded into fine crystal flowers.
Not far away, Li Lingjun stood on the ninth-stage gilded platform, looking down at more than a thousand guests below the steps, and his fingers in his wide sleeves were rubbing the black jade ring that Xu Fuchen gave him.
"Can you all hear the smell of rotten wood?"
He suddenly spoke, his voice wrapped in true energy swept across the atrium, causing the jade pendant to collide with everyone's waists. The sound of the clear and evangelistic crossed the sound of the chains of the prison car, and purple air flowed between the hanging hair. That was Xu Fu
To be continued...