By the time Shi Hu finished chopping all the firewood, Jiang Ning had not yet recovered from his deep thoughts.
He was very curious about the power in Shi Hu's body.
He is obviously a person without any aura, but why can his power break through the constraints of the body surface and achieve the effect of destroying things by releasing it outwards?
Jiang Ning couldn't understand.
Soon, the aroma of vegetable porridge came, and Old Shitouer came back carrying a fish basket woven from bamboo strips.
On the dining table, there are three bowls of vegetable porridge and two small plates of pickles, exuding an attractive aroma.
"Senior Shi, I have something to ask you." After devouring the porridge, Jiang Ning still couldn't hold back his doubts and asked aloud: "Just now I saw the little tiger chopping firewood, and it can release a strange power.
If the ax breaks the firewood, what is the power of this force?"
Shi Hu blinked, completely unable to understand what Jiang Ning was talking about.
Old Shitou took a sip along the edge of the big porcelain bowl and picked up another bite of side dishes. After sipping, he put down his chopsticks and said slowly: "What you are talking about is called Qi Jin. It is a power only possessed by Wuzhou practitioners. You can understand it as
Another kind of aura."
"Qi Jin?" Jiang Ning murmured.
This was the first time he heard this word. Before that, he thought that the practitioners in Jiuzhou Continent all practiced spiritual energy.
Old Shitou'er continued: "Qi Jin can only be born by practicing physical skills. The same magical fighting technique, when controlled by Qi Jin, is more powerful than the control of spiritual energy, but the talismans and formations cannot be used, and the effect needs to be controlled by spiritual energy.
It’s better.”
"Everything in the world is balanced, I can understand it." Jiang Ning nodded and continued to ask: "Is cultivating Qi Jin the same as the spiritual Qi realm?"
Old Shitou'er nodded and said: "It's the same, there is no difference. The difference will not appear until you reach the realm of ascension."
"Ascension realm?" Jiang Ning felt that his brain was not enough.
"It is the widely circulated land gods. Only cultivators in the Ascension Realm are qualified to be called land gods." Old Shitou'er patiently explained: "You are also a cultivator, how come you don't even know the most basic realm?
?”
Jiang Ning: "..."
I have never been in the academy for a few days, and the strongest one in the academy is just the Golden elixir. Where can I go to know what other realms there are!
Finally, I found out about Nascent Soul and Yang Shen Realm from Wu Shishi.
"Senior, could you please tell me in detail?" Jiang Ning asked shamelessly.
Old Shitou'er finished the last vegetable porridge in the bowl and said slowly: "There are nine realms in cultivation, one realm and one heaven. From low to high they are Fengchu, Zhuji, Jindan, Yuanying, Yangshen, and Hui.
There are nine realms of virtuality, harmony with the Tao, seizing the sky, and feathering."
"Among them, the Ascension Realm is the realm where the land gods I told you just now are. The leaders of the four sects of the Five Academy are all in the Heaven Seizing Realm, and they are considered the strongest among the land gods." After all, Lao Shitou is a member of the Five Courts.
His master can come up with anti-plague medicine, and he must be a very important person in Zhan Cang Taoist Academy. He can recite these secrets of the realm like a stream.
Jiang Ning was fascinated by what he heard. He thought about it for a long time before he realized it. He smiled bitterly and said, "It seems that there is a big gap between me and their powerful ones."
Old Shitou'er stared at him and looked at him deeply, nodded and said: "Your turtle grandson is also very good. He has the cultivation level of Jindan realm at a young age. Among the five courtyards and four sects, he is also one of the top 100.
It’s worth being proud of.”
Jiang Ning automatically ignored the old man's nickname for him and said in surprise: "With my qualifications, I barely entered the top 100?"
Shi Hu couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Just listen to the old man's deception. He has told me this before, and he also talks about Taoism, Little Sage, and Young Supreme. They are all people who can move mountains and cut off rivers with their palms. What other cultivation skills are there?
Xuan, killing the enemy beyond the ranks is so miraculous."
Old Shitou'er was not annoyed when he heard Huzi's teasing. He just laughed and scolded him and asked him to wash the dishes and finish the fish he caught.
Jiang Ning did not laugh at Old Shitou'er, he knew that what the old man said was true.
Not to mention others, just take Li Yinyang and Wu Shiyi for example. They are about the same age as me, but they each possess unique skills and have ridiculously high levels of cultivation. To say that they are geniuses is an understatement. They should have Taoism and have the status of Young Supreme.
Match them.
"Old senior..." Jiang Ning rolled his eyes, stepped forward and said slyly: "You see, my qualifications are not bad. If you and I become apprentices, maybe we can cultivate a Taoist disciple in the future, little saint."
Come on."
Old Shitou'er rolled his eyes at him and said, "Can I train you to be a young supreme master?"
"It's not impossible. Why don't you think about it?" Jiang Ning said with a shameless smile.
As soon as he heard about You Qi Jin, he had already had some thoughts.
Jiang Ning would not allow Yang Hong to take advantage of him in Huangsai a second time, so he must improve his strength at all costs. Wuzhou's physical skills are his best choice right now!
"I think about your grandma's legs. Old man, I am just a bad doctor. I have spent all my energy carrying buckets of water, but I still teach you."
Jiang Ning persisted and said: "Teaching disciples is not a physical job."
He raised his hand and tapped his temples and said: "You have to rely on this. Besides, senior, didn't you teach Huzi well?"
If it were anyone else, Jiang Ning wouldn't be so obsessed with him, but Old Shitou'er was different.
He is from a high enough background and understands the magic and magical powers of Zhan Cang Taoist Academy. Now he lives in seclusion in Wuzhou and is familiar with the mysteries of Wuzhou. It can be said that he is one of the few people in the world who possesses spiritual energy and energy. If he can acquire his ability,
Maybe you can really think about the matter of asking for the title of Daozi.
Jiang Ning is an ambitious person and never suppresses his ambition!
Old Shitou'er half-squinted his eyes, seeming a little moved.
The master died in the ambush of the blood pool, and his entire cultivation was destroyed by the blood pool. After half a lifetime, it would be a lie to say that he did not want revenge, but he could no longer avenge himself, so he could only cultivate a sword to let this person
Take the knife to avenge yourself.
Shihu is the knife that old Shitouer raised!
It's a pity that Shi Hu's qualifications are not very good. There is no hope of destroying the blood pool. Now Jiang Ning has taken the initiative to send him to his door, and his qualifications are good. If he can be trained, it is not impossible to become a Daozi first-level figure.
Old Shitou'er's eyes showed complexity, and he said hoarsely: "Let me think about it."
When Jiang Ning saw that it was good, he stopped and said with a smile: "Then I will wait for the old man's instructions." After saying that, he stood up and went back to the room to continue adjusting his breath.
Old Shitou'er sat in the yard, lost in thought.
"A person who is poisoned by the blood of the Five Plagues, Master, are you guiding me under the Nine Springs?"
...
The next day, Old Shitouer did not go fishing in the river.
He was waiting for Jiang Ning in the yard.
After thinking deeply for a day and night, he decided to agree to Jiang Ning's proposal and teach him his skills.
Jiang Ning finished his training and came out as usual. He saw Old Shitou'er's eyes falling on him. He greeted him twice and said, "Old senior, how do you think about yesterday's affairs?"
Old Shitou'er sat on a somewhat blackened wooden chair, nodded and said: "You were poisoned by the blood poison of the Five Plagues, but you met me. Maybe it was God's will, although the old man did not believe that you could destroy the blood pool.
, but I still have to say this.”
"I can teach you my skills, but I want you to swear that you will fight in the blood pool until death!"