Volume 1: A Sword from Lingchen Chapter 10: Enlightenment and Practice in Zhoucang
"The deck here is made of rhombus wood taken from the deep mountains of the Southern Region, and a layer of dark cloud black iron is attached to the outside. This kind of iron can resist fire, is very strong, and is light in weight. It is the best material for making flying magic weapons.
One, but unfortunately the output is not high, only the Artifact City has mineral veins... and this fence is also made of Wuyun Black Iron."
Three young men were walking on the deck of the flying boat. One was in rich clothes and the other two were in rough clothes. They looked a little unnatural.
Baili Hanran kept explaining the facilities and structure of the flying boat to the two of them, without any airs of a prince. Of course, this was not intentional. Baili Hanran was usually so approachable, which was different from Baili Changkong.
Very similar, but different from his father Baili Longteng.
"Although there are not many flying boats like this in production, ordinary sects still have them. By the way, speaking of the monk sects, since you have been following Uncle Xu, you should also be practicing. I think your physique should at least be
You must have reached the body refining realm."
Wu Qing nodded and blurted out proudly: "I am in the Body Refining Realm, but my second brother is already in the Peiyuan Realm." Wu Qing actually didn't understand the cultivation thing, but he heard about Ye Ling from Xu Zheng's mouth
Very powerful.
Ye Ling nodded calmly, but there was a wry smile in his heart. He had been wary of Baili Hanran. After all, it was abnormal for a prince to suddenly come and make friends with two poor boys. But Wu Qing had a pure heart, and others
If you are nice to him, you will show your heart to others. I really don’t know whether it is a good thing or a bad thing.
When Baili Hanran heard this, he raised his eyebrows, looked at Ye Ling up and down, and thought to himself: "It's not amazing to have the cultivation level of Peiyuan Realm, but it's rare for the two of them.
Is that just that?" I think Baili Hanran himself is only sixteen years old, but he has already reached the Huiling realm, but there is still a certain gap compared to some of the proud sons of the sect kingdom. So there is no need for Ye Ling.
Too much surprise.
"Your Highness, is there something wrong?" Ye Ling looked at Baili Hanran, who was in a daze, with a half-smile but not a smile, and said to himself that the details of the two of them would disappoint you, the prince.
Baili Hanran suddenly came back to his senses: "Ah - ah, it's okay, it's okay. You are indeed young and promising." Then, he took a step forward and said, "Let's go over there and have a look."
Ye Ling and Wu Qing looked at each other, and Wu Qing became even more confused when she saw the smile on the corner of Ye Ling's mouth.
The three of them walked for most of the day, looking around the entire spaceship, and then went back to their rooms.
As night falls, the airship is still sailing. The stars merge into a vast Milky Way, bright and deep. The breeze blows gently, bringing the coolness of summer.
In the afternoon, Xu Zheng visited Ye Ling and Wu Qing. After looking after them, he told them that when they arrived safely in the imperial city, he would tell them all about the cause and effect, and then left.
In the room, the night pearls were haloed. Ye Ling sat cross-legged on the bed, eyes closed, carefully feeling the spiritual power of heaven and earth in the surrounding air. But no matter how hard he tried, he still found nothing.
"It's strange. That day I clearly felt the spiritual energy in my body was full of energy and was constantly moving around. But now why can't I feel it at all?"
While Ye Ling was thinking hard, a voice suddenly sounded in his mind, as if it was getting closer and closer from far away, and gradually became clearer.
"Practice a path, seize the universe, and understand the laws of heaven and earth. But my lineage of swordsmanship does not cultivate the laws, and I do not seek fortune. No matter how many three teachings and nine streams, there are thousands of wonderful methods, I will break them all with one sword."
Ye Ling was surprised and happy. He followed the sound and felt a little light appear in his mind.
If you take a closer look, you will find that there is a hut here, with a small open space in front of the door and a stone table. Sitting beside the table is a man in white, holding a book in his hand and reading aloud. The voice just now came from his mouth.
Ye Ling approached slowly and saw at a glance that the man in front of him was the phantom who had improved his cultivation a few days ago.
When Ye Ling approached, the man in white put down the letter in his hand and smiled at Ye Ling: "Long time no see."
The corner of Ye Ling's mouth twitched and she thought to herself, "Are we familiar with each other? This is the second time we meet. Do all the handsome guys here trick women like this? But I am a man. Is it...impossible?"
impossible.
Ye Ling shook his head violently, not daring to continue thinking about it.
"Since you can see me, it means that you have obtained a corner of the sword map and have resisted the Gangqi body refining. Now it is time to reach the cultivation level of Yuanjing." The man in white ignored Ye Ling's surprised expression and said.
Gu Zidi said: "You should have been trying to meditate and feel the spiritual energy just now, so you felt my presence."
Ye Ling nodded subconsciously, but found that the man in white ignored him at all and was just following the set procedure.
"Although I have forcibly opened up and tempered your body, sea of consciousness, and Dantian, it is not equivalent to being your own, so you are still unable to feel the aura of the world." As he spoke, the man in white pointed to the book on the table and continued.
Said: "This is a foundation-building technique I wrote. If you are willing, you can practice it again according to this technique. In this way, you will have a deep foundation for the fourth level of innateness, which will be quite beneficial to your future practice. However,
This method is not owned by the three religions. The path of swordsmanship will eventually go forward alone. You make your own choice."
Having said that, the man in white got up and walked into the hut: "The Sea of Consciousness here is very comfortable and quiet. You can practice here in the future. As for you, after you officially embark on the journey of becoming a monk, you can go find the remaining sword diagrams. There is nothing else to do today.
Mention it to anyone to avoid getting into trouble."
Ye Ling hurriedly chased into the house, only to find that the house was empty and the man in white was nowhere to be found. Only the book was still lying quietly on the table.
Ye Ling kept the words of the man in white in mind. Although he didn't know who he was and didn't like the feeling of being toyed with and applauded, Ye Ling knew that there was no harm to him for the time being. As for the future, he didn't have the ability yet.
What to do, the only solution for now is to improve your own strength.
"What about the other three religions? How can the monks of the Ten Thousand Swords Divine Sect be among the three religions?" Ye Ling listened to the stories of the Ten Thousand Swords Divine Sect in the teahouse for more than a month, and told those who buried their swords with their bodies and killed them with their lives.
The enemy's sword cultivator admired him endlessly. He had long made up his mind that if one day he could become a monk, he would wield his sword to the end of the world and be happy with his grudges.
Ye Ling sat at the desk, picked up the scroll, and started reading: "In the realm of body refining, the most important thing is tenacity. A body of flesh and blood can inherit the laws of heaven and earth..."
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In a room a little further away on the flying boat, Baili Changkong, who was dressed in simple clothes, was sitting at the table, holding an ancient book and studying it carefully.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door from outside. Baili Changkong said without squinting: "Come in."
The door slowly opened, and the person who came was the Sixth Prince Baili Hanran. After entering the room, Baili Hanran turned around and closed the door, then bowed to Baili Changkong and said, "I've met the emperor brother."
"Well, how was your inquiring?"
Baili Hanran came over and sat down and said: "Both of them were abandoned babies that Xu Zheng picked up when he first arrived in Yunlan Town. They then followed Xu Zheng to make a living by blacksmithing. They have no background."
Baili Changkong reached out and flipped through a page of the book, then asked: "What about cultivation?"
"That Wu Qing is only in the Body Refining Realm and has just touched the edge of the Open Consciousness Realm. But the strange thing is that Ye Ling has the cultivation level of the Peiyuan Realm. I asked about it, and it should be the Taoist physical skills that Xu Zheng taught them -
The Mountain Hammer Technique is practiced as a skill. Normally, blacksmithing is a form of physical training. But how Ye Ling surpassed the two realms of Wu Qing, I really don't know."
"Any more?"
Baili Hanran thought about it again and said firmly: "No, that's all I know."
Baili Changkong nodded and said: "Go ahead and remember to have a good relationship with them. After all, he is Uncle Xu's adopted brother. He should also give them more guidance in practice. Since it is a Taoist physical skill that builds the foundation and refines the body, you should also
They are considered to be from the same family."
"Yes, brother Chen, please retire." After Baili Hanran left, Baili Changkong couldn't help but smile bitterly and said to himself: "Brother Six is still just a child after all. Two abandoned babies picked up by Uncle Xu, but three people...
Isn’t it strange that they have different names? What’s more, there are several masters lurking in the dark, accompanying them all the way. They don’t look like they are seeking revenge, but they seem to be protecting someone. It seems that Ye Ling has some secrets!”
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Ye Ling sat cross-legged on the bed, surrounded by a faint aura, but his thoughts and spirit were still in the sea of consciousness.
"Huh-" Ye Ling took a long breath and slowly opened his eyes.
"It's much better to have guidance on the exercises than to figure it out on your own. Moreover, this set of exercises is concise and to the point, making it easier to practice with half the effort."
Ye Ling once again circulated the spiritual power in his body, flowing as smoothly as flowing water. In just a few hours, he had basically laid a solid foundation for the first three realms, and practiced it again according to the exercises. Now Ye Ling could
Take control of the power within your body.
Ye Ling originally thought that it was the man in white's advanced skills that allowed him to make rapid progress. Little did he know that this was actually because of his extremely high level of understanding. If it were anyone else, he might not be able to make rapid progress like him.
"This state of mind focuses on cultivating the state of mind, but this state of mind is most illusory, and there is no clear method in the practice. It just writes: Sword cultivation is a journey, without fear, my heart is a sharp sword, and my sword is determination.
The so-called forging one's mind means determination."
Ye Ling's thoughts were confused and he didn't know what to say: "Is this asking me to express my determination? I will study hard and make progress every day. Is this what you mean?"
Ye Ling smiled self-deprecatingly. If it were so simple, wouldn't everyone be able to become a monk?
Turning around, I saw the sun rising high outside the window. The sunlight cast through the cracks in the window and shone brightly on the table.
At this moment, Ye Ling suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of comfort, but he didn't know what kind of scenery lay ahead.