After dinner, Ling Feng was placed in a room in the bamboo building on the right by Duanmu Qingshan.
The bamboo house is simple and simple, with almost nothing inside except a bamboo bed, a bamboo table and a few bamboo chairs.
Ling Feng put down his baggage and simply packed it up, even if he settled down temporarily.
He opened the book "Ask the Immortal Qi Refining Technique" and carefully read the formulas and mental methods inside.
After a long time, Ling Feng nodded, with a hint of excitement in his eyes.
"It turns out that this is how warriors in the Qi Condensation Realm practice. No wonder I activated the first divine pattern of humanity and absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, but I didn't continue to make breakthroughs."
Before arriving at Wenxian Sect, he had tried to practice cultivation on his own, but unfortunately he couldn't find the method. Now with the "Wenxian Qi Refining Technique", he finally knew how to practice.
"The number one divine pattern of humanity, Qi!"
Ling Feng took a deep breath, his left eye heated up slightly, and a divine pattern appeared.
In an instant, his body seemed to be transformed into the smelting aura of heaven and earth, and began to absorb the aura of heaven and earth around him.
This Wenxian Sect is worthy of being a martial arts sect, with beautiful bells and souls, and an incomparably rich aura of heaven and earth, which is many times better than the effects in the outside world.
Ling Feng knew that he only had thirty breaths of time and did not dare to waste a second.
"Absorb spiritual energy and return to the sea of qi..."
Follow the method of "Qi Refining Technique" to circulate the true energy in the body, and thirty breaths will pass quickly.
"Give me a breakthrough!"
Ling Feng gritted his teeth and realized that the true energy contained in the Qi Sea had reached a breakthrough point.
Then, some barrier seemed to be broken in the sea of qi, and the newly born true qi was like a sword cutting through thorns, as powerful as breaking bamboo. A more condensed and stronger air flow began to swim among the limbs and bones.
"Breakthrough!"
Ling Feng was overjoyed, knowing that his true energy had grown a little stronger, which was a symbol of a breakthrough in realm.
My own cultivation has directly crossed the second level of Qi Condensation Realm and reached the third level of Qi Condensation Realm!
This realm is also the realm of most newly-recruited inner disciples. If he goes to test again, the treatment may be completely different.
Ling Feng suppressed the joy in his heart. Today's thirty breath time has been used up. From now on, he can only rely on his own efforts to improve.
He slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air. Although he could no longer use the ability of the Human Eye, he didn't want to waste time. He could improve it just a little bit.
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One night passed quickly.
Early on the next morning, on the mountain path leading to Xiaozhu Peak, four or five young men dressed in the costumes of Wenxian Sect disciples appeared.
With a smile on their face, these people headed straight for Duanmu Qingshan's bamboo house.
One of the younger disciples couldn't help but ask: "Senior brothers, our master asked us to teach the disciples of Uncle Duanmu. If our uncle blames us, wouldn't we be in trouble?"
"Hehe, don't worry, that old monster won't stand up for his disciples. Let alone teach him a lesson, it's no big deal even if he's beaten to death." Ren Yifei, the oldest one in the middle, said with a smile.
"That's right! I did this once last year, senior brother. Hehe, it's a free venting bag!"
A young man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks on the right smiled and said: "I hope that boy's bones will be stronger this year. We can teach him a few more days, that will be interesting!"
"Is that so?" Upon hearing this, the young man who had just entered the sect immediately became more energetic, "Then senior brothers must let me punch a few more times, hehe."
"It's easy to say, even a few kicks are fine. Don't hold back. If something happens, Master will take care of it!"
Ren Yifei said with excitement, the master of them was naturally Yang Wei.
Soon, these five Feixing Peak disciples arrived outside the Bamboo Tower.
Ren Yifei coughed lightly and bowed symbolically towards the bamboo tower, "Disciple Ren Yifei, pay homage to Master Duanmu's uncle!"
At this moment, Ling Feng was processing the medicinal materials collected yesterday in the bamboo house. Hearing this voice, his brows suddenly furrowed.
Sure enough, trouble is coming!
"Master told me to survive these few days before becoming my teacher. It seems that I can't hide." He clenched his fists, put the medicinal materials on the table, pushed open the door, and walked out.
As soon as I walked into the yard, I saw five teenagers standing outside with sneers and arrogant expressions. It was obvious that they came with bad intentions.
"My master is not here, please come back." Ling Feng shouted to the teenagers outside.
"Are you Ling Feng?" Ren Yifei narrowed his eyes and curled his lips.
"It's me." Ling Feng's voice was a bit colder. He already knew the purpose of these guys' coming, so naturally he couldn't greet them with a smile.
"I'm sorry, although we have no grievances, but you are a waste!" Ren Yifei snorted, "You are a waste, you deserve to be beaten, you deserve to die!"
After saying that, Ren Yifei waved his hand, "Who wants to come first?"
"I'll do it, I'll do it!" The youngest disciple immediately walked forward excitedly, "Senior Brother Ren, let me teach him a lesson!"
"Okay, I'll give you a chance to show off." Ren Yifei nodded. This young junior fellow apprentice is named Jia Ping. Yesterday, on his first day as a disciple, he gave every senior fellow apprentice a lot of benefits.
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Otherwise, it wouldn't be his turn to come here for "fun" today.
Jia Ping licked his lips and walked to the opposite side of Ling Feng like a wild wolf, "Black Wind Claw!"
This is the ancestral martial arts of the Jia family, and among the Wenxian Sect, there has always been no shortage of disciples who have taken up the art as apprentices.
Ling Feng's expression changed slightly. Although his cultivation level had exceeded the third level of Qi Condensation, he did not know any martial arts.
He frowned, his right eye narrowed slightly, looking at Jia Ping's move, and then he shouted loudly, "Black Wind Claw!"
Bang!
The two claws struck together, Ling Feng's body swayed slightly, but Jia Ping "kick, kick, kick" and retreated several steps in a row.
"How is that possible? This Black Wind Claw is a secret skill passed down from my Jia family. You...how can you do it too?"
Jia Ping's pupils shrank suddenly and he stared at Ling Feng in disbelief.
"What's impossible?" Ling Feng snorted coldly, "I am your long-lost biological father!"
"You brat, you're looking for death!" Jia Ping's face was filled with anger, but after suffering a small loss just now, he didn't dare to take action rashly again.
"Hmph, you have some skills!"
Ren Yifei narrowed his eyes. The disciples who became Duanmu Qingshan's disciples in the past few years were basically trampled to the ground with one move, but this Ling Feng could actually defeat Jia Ping, a disciple who was a disciple of the arts!
"It seems that I still have to take action personally." Ren Yifei sneered, "It's just a Qi Condensation Level, but I want to see how capable you are!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Ren Yi flying like lightning, using a mysterious footwork, and dashed towards Ling Feng.
"It's Chaiyunbu, haha! I didn't expect that Senior Brother Ren would actually use his physical skills!"
"It seems that Senior Brother Ren is serious!"
Ling Feng's gaze condensed, and he once again activated the first divine mark of the Tiandao Eye.
Unlike the divine patterns of heaven and humanity, there is no time limit and can be opened at will.
"Chasing cloud steps? I can do it too!" Ling Feng snorted, and the next moment, he started moving according to Ren Yifei's steps.
The speed and sharpness of the movement are not inferior to Ren Yifei's in the slightest!
Ren Yifei's eyelids twitched suddenly, and he was about to punch Ling Feng when he suddenly felt numbness in his armpit. It turned out that Ling Feng spread his body and bypassed his front, then shot out like lightning and stabbed his armpit.
Got a golden needle.
"you!"
Ren Yifei suddenly turned around and wanted to take action again, but found that half of his body was paralyzed, and then he couldn't move. He fell to the ground with a "bang".
"Li... Li... Li..."
Ren Yifei wanted to curse Ling Feng, but found that not only his body was numb, but his tongue was also numb.
"Senior Brother Ren!"
The eyelids of several disciples around him were twitching wildly. Ren Yifei, who was at the fourth level of Qi Condensation Realm, was so easily eliminated?
The next moment, Ling Feng stepped heavily on Ren Yifei's head, forcing his head into the soil.
"Who just said that trash should be beaten?" Ling Feng's eyes scanned the entire audience and said word by word: "You are right!"