The two of them sat across from each other on the wooden floor, and Qin Mufeng explained all the family's exercises.
Dieyi was surprised when he heard this: "Qin's family has heaven-level skills?"
"There is only one, and the family background is relatively weak." Qin Mufeng said casually.
Qin Mufeng felt that Dieyi had a heavenly skill, and the Qin family had been established in Black Dragon City for thousands of years.
Dieyi whispered: "It is quite difficult for a middle-class family to have a heaven-level and earth-level technique.
I, Nunu, practiced the earth-level skills and obtained the heaven-level skills, but it requires some training."
Qin Mu is so gentle.
Dieyi added: "The Qin family's heaven-level skills may be defective or incomplete.
For example, the bottleneck of foundation cultivation is extremely difficult to break through, otherwise the Qin family should not have been without a true spiritual realm monk."
Qin Mufeng nodded in agreement and said: "I will go to Chuanfa Pavilion to see it before deciding. If it is not suitable, Beiyuan has earth-level fire-based skills, but you need to become a sergeant."
Dieyi warned: "Don't become an imperial sergeant without authorization, that means betraying the family.
Without the protection of the family, one will become a military slave who has lost his independence. Military orders cannot be violated, and the chance of death in battle is very high."
Qin Mufeng felt warm in his heart and nodded in understanding. Without the support of his background, he became cannon fodder in the front line in the army.
Qin Mufeng made up his mind that he should not stay for a long time, so he said goodbye and left for Qin Guangcheng, where he entered the city to find the Chuanfa Pavilion.
Chuanfa Pavilion is located behind the ancestral hall. It is a five-story hexagonal tower slightly higher than the ridge of the ancestral hall.
Qin Mufeng stopped and looked at the azure tower.
The tower seems to be a wooden structure, with a base six meters wide and an ordinary appearance. There is a stone pavilion outside the tower door that is only one person tall.
Sitting cross-legged in the pavilion is a middle-aged man in black robes, with sharp eyebrows and tiger eyes, and a majestic manner.
Qin Mufeng walked over and said respectfully: "Qin Mufeng pays homage to the elder and asks to be admitted to the Chuanfa Pavilion."
A cold breath swept across Qin Mufeng.
The middle-aged man in black robe in the pavilion said: "To enter the pavilion, you only need to sit cross-legged on the futon. You are not allowed to wander around. Come in."
Qin Mufeng responded respectfully, turned around and walked towards the tower, entering the doorless arched tower door.
Upon entering, the hexagonal space is empty except for a blue futon in the center.
Qin Mufeng walked over without daring to look further and sat cross-legged on the futon.
"What skills are needed?" an indifferent male voice asked.
Qin Mufeng was surprised to hear that it was Fa Ling's voice, and he blurted out in surprise: "It's you."
"Don't let your mind wander. What skills are needed?" Fa Ling continued in an emotionless voice.
Qin Mufeng was stunned for a moment, then calmed down and said: "The descendants want to see the 'empty cicada and phantom butterfly technique'."
As soon as he finished speaking, a ball of green light flew into the air and fell into Qin Mufeng's door.
Fa Ling said: "Just the blessing of thoughts. The breakthrough of this method is very demanding. To advance to the spirit transformation realm, you need the spirit-melting space attribute of the Sky-Splitting Spirit Butterfly."
Qin Mufeng was mentally prepared and asked calmly: "Is the Sky-Splitting Spirit Butterfly very rare?"
"It's rare. The family has never obtained it." Fa Ling replied.
"Are there many people in the family who practice the 'Empty Cicada and Phantom Butterfly Technique'?" Qin Mufeng asked again.
"There have been no cultivators in the past hundred years, and none of the cultivators from a hundred years ago have transformed into the spiritual realm." Fa Ling replied.
"Are those predecessors who have practiced in the warrior realm very strong in combat?" Qin Mufeng asked again.
"Not the strongest, but rarely fall in battles." Fa Ling replied.
Qin Mufeng nodded and said: "The younger generation will understand it first."
The magic spirit is silent.
Qin Mufeng closed his eyes and felt the blue light in his mind. As soon as he thought about it, the blue light transformed into a naked figure with a blurred face.
That figure dances like a butterfly, with a semi-transparent body, showing the complex operation of acupuncture points, assisting the evolution of supernatural powers.
As the characters dance, they pause from time to time to freeze and murmur explanations.
Qin Mufeng fell into selfless listening, as if he had turned into that naked figure, dancing gracefully, circulating his vitality, using his magical powers, and all kinds of feelings came out.
After an unknown amount of time, Qin Mufeng opened his eyes.
The voice of the magic spirit came up again: "Are you sure you want to practice?"
"The younger generation wants to see the Qianzhong Feilai Peak on the Earth level and other Xuan level techniques." Qin Mufeng said.
Fa Ling said: "Remind you, there is no need to think about recording external teachings. As long as you have not started to practice and forget the exercises you have observed in three days, and the exercises you are practicing involve private transmission, it is a serious crime to abolish the law."
"The younger generation will never do anything that harms the family." Qin Mufeng responded calmly.
A ball of green light appeared and fell into Qin Mufeng's top door.
Qin Mufeng closed his eyes and began to observe. He felt that it was not easy to do it once. He wanted to learn more about the exercises and perhaps draw parallels.
He decided to practice the 'Empty Cicada Phantom Butterfly Technique'.
Qin Mufeng's idea of choosing courses was simple, and he did not have much confidence in his own qualifications.
He does not have the support of training resources, and his personal ideal is to become a high-level warrior.
Qin Mufeng's lack of ambition is understandable.
The so-called poor man with short ambition means that he is a late bloomer.
Normal spiritual enlightenment practitioners are no more than fifteen years old.
Qin Mufeng didn't have precious elixirs to improve his cultivation. He became a third-grade Blood River warrior, basically relying on hard training on his own.
In addition, the hope of achieving the realm of spiritual transformation is very slim, only one out of a hundred strong men can be born.
Qin Mufeng is self-aware and pays more attention to the combat effectiveness or self-protection of his skills.
Fa Ling said that he rarely died in battles, so that was in line with his wishes.
With his eyes closed, Qin Mufeng watched the evolution of a naked figure.
This time, I felt that the figure, sitting cross-legged, was like a rock, exuding a heavy momentum, and the earth-yellow vitality was clearly visible and mighty.
According to the explanation, thousands of layers flew to the peak, with layers of suppressive attacks, defensive magical powers, and layers of earth armor.
Cultivation into the Qianzhong Feilai Peak became a high-level warrior and condensed a Tugang Spirit Weapon.
Although Qin Mufeng had an observation attitude, he also fell into a state of selflessness.
Qin Mufeng woke up in a state of selflessness, opened his eyes, and the magic spirit gave him Xuanjie skills one after another.
Qin Mufeng gained insight by observing each one.
When leaving, Fa Ling said: "You can go to your home to practice, and you can only leave Qin Guangcheng after five days."
"Please remember this for future generations." Qin Mufeng thanked him respectfully and left the Law Enforcement Pavilion.
Outside the Chuanfa Pavilion, it was already past noon.
Qin Mufeng said goodbye to the middle-aged man in black robe who was guarding him, and then went to his residence.
Arriving at the residence and walking up the stairs, the door automatically opened quietly.
Qin Mufeng walked in with satisfaction. This residence was in line with his wishes in terms of architecture and scenery.
He walked to the pavilion with a relaxed mind, walked through the hall and entered the door. Suddenly he was startled and stopped and stared in astonishment.
There was actually someone in the hall outside the door. When I looked closely, I saw a girl in a green skirt sitting on a chair.
"The master is back." The girl in the green skirt stood up to greet him and greeted him naturally.
"Who are you?" Qin Mufeng asked.
The girl in my eyes is fifteen or sixteen years old, with bright eyes and plump cheeks, and is beautiful.
"A slave is a servant of the master and is ordered to manage the master's household affairs." The girl in the green skirt replied with a smile.
Qin Mufeng was surprised. He had never heard of such a thing before and asked, "So there are such rules in the city?"
The girl in the green skirt was slightly startled and whispered: "The slaves are ordered to be the master's family order. It should be the master's request. The slaves belong to the master, and the master's salary needs to be deducted."
Qin Mufeng was stunned and opened his mouth without speaking. He suddenly remembered what Fa Ling had said.
In other words, the arrival of the girl in green skirt in front of him was the result of the magic spirit's decision, and he was too scrupulous to argue.
Suddenly, on the left side of the screen wall, two beautiful girls walked out, one in a white dress and the other in a blue dress.
The two women came over and greeted each other tenderly: "This slave has met your master."
Qin Mufeng nodded, a little at a loss.
I heard the girl in the green skirt say: "Master, the one in the blue skirt is the scholar slave, the one in the white skirt is the fragrant slave, and there is another mei slave upstairs."
"Four?" Qin Mufeng was surprised again.
He changed his mind and said: "I came back from the autobiography pavilion and want to have some quiet time. You can do whatever you want."
The three beautiful girls nodded silently.
Qin Mufeng walked behind the screen wall and entered the practice room. When the door was closed, he let out a sigh of relief.
Although he often saw slaves, the sudden arrival of four beautiful slaves gave him a big shock.
Qin Mufeng calmed down and went to sit cross-legged on the futon.
He thought for a moment, raised his head and tried to call: "Excuse me, can you hear me?"
"You have questions?" the voice of the magic spirit sounded, and it was indeed everywhere.
"How should the descendants call you?" Qin Mufeng asked.
"Elder Mu." Fa Ling replied.
Qin Mufeng said: "Elder Mu, the younger generation has been raised and protected by the family since childhood. Even if there is no woman to care about, the younger generation's sense of belonging to the family is just as deep."
Fa Ling replied: "You are thinking simply. I have assigned slaves to you to nourish your mind."
"Nourish your heart?" Qin Mufeng was surprised and confused.
The magic spirit replied: "The so-called nourishing the heart is a way to deal with the calamity of devouring gods. During the period of monks transforming into spirits, it is easy to lose their true self, which is called the calamity of devouring gods."
Qin Mufeng said in surprise: "The descendants have heard about the God-Eating Tribulation. I once saw a powerful sword cultivator. I heard that the sword cultivator's power was out of control."
Fa Ling said: "You are right. The sword cultivator has lost control of his power and may become a slave of the sword spirit and lose his true self."
"Becoming a slave to the sword spirit?" Qin Mufeng was puzzled.
Fa Ling explained: "The sword cultivator himself is a human being, but in order to gain stronger strength, the sword cultivator focused on training and fighting. Gradually, he seemed to have turned into a sword, and the sword is just a material, not a person."
Qin Mu is so gentle.
The magic spirit continued: "The spirit master in the spirit transformation realm is the monk's legal body. The legal body has powerful power and can also affect the monk's original mind.
To put it figuratively speaking, the cultivation of physical vitality in the warrior realm will go astray, while in the spirit transformation realm, the monk's humanity will be replaced by the spiritual annihilation of the spiritual master."
Qin Mufeng nodded and said, "The younger generation understands."
Fa Ling said: "The purpose of assigning slaves to you is to nourish your mind, so that you can cultivate more fun and clearly understand that you are a living person.
However, fun can also lead to frustration. How to balance it is your own business. The family does not want you to fall into blind self-cultivation and eventually become a walking zombie."
Qin Mufeng nodded, not caring much in his heart, and did not dare to expect to reach the realm of spiritual transformation.
Qin Mufeng asked casually: "Elder Mu, has the Qin family experienced a god-eating disaster before?"
"Three of them happened. They all lost themselves at the high level of the Spirit Transformation Realm. One became an unconscious living corpse, and two became crazy demons." Fa Ling answered with an indifferent voice.
Qin Mufeng felt a little horrified when he heard this.
"There are many ways to solve the God-Eating Tribulation, right?" Qin Mufeng said subconsciously.
The magic spirit replied: "Taking the Qingxu Pill can contain it, but it is too precious, or you can practice ruthless mind skills in the realm of warriors to make your heart ignore everything."
Qin Mufeng was speechless after hearing this. This chapter has been completed!