Knowing the meaning of the words on the bronze carving, Feng Jinghong woke up from trance. The dim copper carving in front of her eyes had only one graphic besides the words "to ward off evil spirits". The graphic depicted a sword with its hilt pointing downwards.
Although the sword is just an engraving, as long as Feng Jinghong touches the bronze engraving with his hand, he will feel a sharp and cold feeling, as if the bronze engraving in front of him is a peerless sword.
Feng Jinghong played with it curiously for a long time. Except for the cold feeling like a sword, he didn't realize anything about the sword's intention. But he was not discouraged. He knew the power of the sword's intention from the black and white masters. Of course
Knowing that this thing is not so easy to comprehend, Feng Jinghong smiled faintly. He put the "Evil Evil" bronze engraving into his storage ring, looked at the fish-belly white sky in the east, stretched out and got out of bed.
Wash.
When the first ray of sunlight shined through the green leaves and hit the wooden house, Feng Jinghong had been standing in front of the wooden house for half an hour. Watching the sunrise every day had been his habit for nineteen years.
"Junior Brother Jinghong, why are you up so early? You spent too much energy in the Sword Scripture Cave, you should sleep more."
A startling voice came from behind.
"Brother, look, am I okay? Hey, you brought me breakfast. I'm so sorry."
Feng Jinghong turned around and saw the food box in Jinglan's hand, and smiled shyly.
"Originally, those two boys were coming, but I was afraid that they would disturb your rest, so I came in person. I also wanted to see how you were recovering. I didn't expect that in just one night, junior brother, you would be standing in front of me in high spirits.
, he is indeed an unparalleled genius who made the trial crystal dragon look up to the sky and howl, and we, the Dragon Yin Sect, have hope for great success!"
"Senior brother, that's ridiculous. I'm just a young monk at the third level of Qi refining. How dare I call myself a 'genius'? But you, senior brother, will become a god and ascend to heaven one day, and your achievements will be extraordinary."
"Okay, okay, junior brother, I don't know how to say hello to you. He is obviously still a child less than ten years old, but he insists on talking like us old men. I won't tell you this, let's talk about your sword skills.
What sword skills have I learned through the cave? Let’s see if I can help you in any way.”
"I was just about to ask my senior brother for advice. I learned the "Great Sun Demon-Destroying Sword Technique" in the Sword Scripture Cave. I wonder if my senior brother is familiar with this sword technique?"
""The Great Sun Demon-Destroying Sword Art"? Junior brother, you have come so far? You can actually learn this powerful sword art. It seems that not only is your mental strength extraordinary, but your fate is not comparable to that of ordinary people.
In this way, there is nothing wrong with practicing this sword art, but the practice of this sword art requires absorbing the golden fire of the sun at noon, and you are only at the third level of Qi Refining, and these meridians cannot withstand the heat of the golden fire of the sun.
Ah, unless..."
Jinglan said with embarrassment.
"Unless what?" Feng Jinghong heard the words "powerful" from the mouth of Master Yuanyingqi, and suddenly understood that the sword technique he had learned really lived up to his high expectations, and hurriedly asked Jinglan
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"Unless you learn the Buddhist method of forging the body and strengthening the muscles and veins of the body, but Buddhism has always been mysterious, I'm afraid..."
"Senior brother, you have forgotten that my aptitude is fire attribute, so I should be able to give it a try, right?" Feng Jinghong knew that her "Qi Yang Jue" must be practiced under the sun, so she said confidently.
"That's right, I almost forgot about this. You can give it a try. If it doesn't work, don't force it!"
"I know, senior brother. By the way, I still want to ask senior brother something."
"Junior brother, please tell me."
"Brother, how do you judge the ninth level of Qi Refining?"
"Oh, I haven't seen this in detail. According to records, for people who have reached the ninth level during the Qi refining stage, the true energy will circulate in the body for nine days in one breath, and in the eyes of others, their bodies are glowing.
The flowing light is like the light of the bright moon flowing on the beautiful jade."
"Well, it seems I have to work harder."
"Well, then I won't disturb junior brother's practice. If you have any questions, come to me at any time."
After Jinglan finished speaking, she stood up and left.
After breakfast, Feng Jinghong began to think about how to proceed with his training. He knew that he had to have a clear plan, otherwise he would be like a headless fly running around, learning whatever he caught, and sooner or later nothing would be accomplished.
After thinking for a while, Feng Jinghong made up her mind. She would start practicing "Qi-Yang Jue" at sunrise during the day, practice "Great Sun Demon-Destroying Sword Jue" for an hour at noon every day, and continue practicing "Qi-Yang Jue" in the afternoon at sunset.
After that, he began to practice "Qing Xin Jue". During the practice, he held the "Evil Evil" bronze carving in his arms to see if he could understand anything. He did not dare to expect Zhi to understand the sword's meaning in a short time, so he could only follow it.
Its natural.
As soon as she thought of it, Feng Jinghong immediately left the wooden house and started practicing for a day behind the house.
Spring has passed and autumn has come, and it has been a year since Feng Jinghong worshiped at Longyin Gate. In this year, because of "Qingxin Jue", he has never closed his eyes to sleep, but his energy is getting better day by day, and he can't sleep without sleeping.
It won't have any impact on him.
One year has passed, and due to the sleepless practice every day, Feng Jinghong's "Qi Yang Jue" has reached the eighth level of Qi refining. In one breath, the true energy can circulate in the body for eight weeks. And his "Da Qi Jue" has reached the eighth level.
The Sun-Destroying Demon Sword Technique also reached the fifth form due to the "Yangqi Technique". Among the three techniques, the only one that didn't feel like progress was the "Qingxin Jue", but Feng Jinghong never slacked off for a day.
He knew that he could be as energetic as a dragon and tireless every day, all thanks to the magical effect of "Qingxin Jue". As for the understanding of the sword's intention, there was still no progress at all. Apart from the color of the copper engraving becoming darker, there was no change at all, but
Feng Jinghong still enjoys it and practices "Qingxin Jue" every day without interruption.
Feng Jinghong had just started practicing this day when he heard the sound of footsteps. He immediately woke up from his trance and looked in the direction of the footsteps. It turned out to be senior brother Jinglan.
"Junior brother has a good ear. He heard my footsteps thirty feet away. It seems that I have made great progress in my practice this year. Hey, I have actually reached the eighth level, the eighth level of Qi refining!"
Before Jinglan could finish sighing about Feng Jinghong's sharp ears, a flash of light suddenly flashed in his eyes, his clothes all over his body rustled, and a peaceful and transcendent aura shot straight into the sky. Suddenly, the sky above the two of them was filled with wind and clouds, and in an instant
A huge vortex of vitality was formed, slowly rotating, and all the vitality of the surrounding world quickly flowed into it.
Feng Jinghong was pushed ten feet away by Jinglan's sudden burst of strength. When he squatted on the ground, Master Jinglan realized that he had lost his temper. He quickly collected his breath and suddenly flashed back.
Feng Jinghong stood beside him and helped him up.
"Junior brother, senior brother, I am really shocked by you. I didn't expect that you actually have hope of reaching the ninth level of Qi refining. With such qualifications, junior brother, you are the well-deserved number one person in the past thousand years."
Master Jinglan sighed while explaining the reason for his gaffe.
"Senior brother, this is such an award. I am only at the eighth level of Qi refining. How dare I claim to be the first person..."
Before Feng Jinghong could finish what he said, there were only a few "whirring" sounds piercing the air, and four people with baffled expressions were already standing around them.
The people who came were none other than the masters of Jinglong, Yunwu Peak, Jingyu, Setting Sun Peak, Jingtian, and Wanjian Peak, Jingyun.
"Junior brother Jinglan, what happened? Why did you suddenly burst out with the strength of the Nascent Soul stage and communicate with the world? It disturbed the vitality of Can Yang Peak and injured more than ten disciples at once."
Senior Brother Jingtian stared at Master Jinglan expressionlessly and asked.
"Hey, could it be..."
Before Jinglan could answer, the leader Jinglong appeared next to Feng Jinghong with a "whoosh" sound, staring at the bewildered Feng Jinghong with stern eyes.
"Senior Brother, Junior Brother Jinghong has reached the eighth level of the Qi Refining Stage, and he has great hope of reaching the ninth level." Master Jinglan looked at the pupils of several people slowly widening and said quickly. He didn't want this.
Several people also lost control due to excessive shock, and the disciples from Daofeng were also injured by the disordered vitality.
"Junior Brother Jinghong, are you talking about this dark and thin young man?"
"What, you actually reached the eighth floor in one year?"
Except for the master Jinglong Zhenren, the other three people all shouted.
"It's true. It seems that our Longyin Sect has great hope for great success." Hearing what the leader Jinglong said, no one doubted it anymore, but the expressions on their faces were all uniform, and without exception, they were full of regrets.
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Everyone thought that if they had not brought Feng Jinghong to the door a year ago, but had made him a disciple in the trial square, then they would have at least a 20% chance of accepting this extremely talented young man as a disciple.
The proud person now should be himself.
Looking at the expressions of several senior brothers and sisters, Feng Jinghong certainly knew what they were thinking, but he didn't feel proud at all. He knew in his heart how much sweat he had put in this year to achieve what he is today.
The severe cold made him look dark and thin, but when he saw the expressions of several brothers and sisters in the Nascent Soul stage, he knew that his hard work was not in vain, and his efforts were fruitful.
"Haha, junior brother, since you have reached the eighth level of Qi Refining, you will not participate in the Wufeng Newcomer Competition, right? For you, it is not interesting at all. Let's leave it to your younger disciples...
"
As soon as the fat Jingyun finished speaking, he heard a strange laugh.
"Hey, Fatty, isn't my disciple a new disciple within three years? Why don't you participate in the Five Peaks Competition?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a dragon carriage appeared above the heads of several people, and a young man with white hair drank while looking at the people on the ground with a smile.
"I've met my uncle!"
"Meet the master!"
"Excuse me, you don't know how much you hate me now. I feel bad when I see how hypocritical you all are." The person who came was none other than Feng Jinghong's Zan Biao, Jinglong and the others' uncle.
The white-haired young man. He turned around and snorted, then looked at Feng Jinghong with joyful eyes, and then said, "Jinghong, your year has been pretty good, and you have lived up to my teacher's high expectations. It seems that my teacher has great expectations for you."
You have listened to the teachings, um, not bad, come on, follow me back as my teacher, I will prepare you for the Five Peaks Competition in three days." r
After saying this and waving, Feng Jinghong involuntarily got on the dragon carriage and headed towards the mountain behind Longyin Peak.
Several people looked at the dragon chariot flying away with fake smiles on their faces, and then started to curse. Even Jinglan, who has always been a gentleman, couldn't hold back: "Shameless! I've been helping him teach Jinglan this year.
Damn it, I just left without even saying thank you!"
"That's right, I gave it to Jinghong back then..."
"I also have a share..."
Ye Qingxin and others who rushed over after seeing the vision in the sky were shocked when they saw the several highly respected uncles and uncles in front of them pointing at the sky and cursing their mothers!