Secret books in the library are strictly prohibited from being taken outside, and private transmission without permission is prohibited.
Therefore, in the library, there are many sutra rooms specifically for people to meditate on.
Ning Yi took two secret books, chose a sutra room, and placed the formation to isolate the inside and outside, creating a sealed, independent and safe space.
Soul Sword Hidden.
On the cover of the animal skin, four big characters condensed the sword's intention. When he stared at it, Ning Yi felt that his soul was slightly turbulent. Obviously, this secret book must have been written by a famous master who has mastered the soul sword, so it is like this. Charm.
After calming down, Ning Yi opened the cover page and studied it carefully.
Half a day later, Ning Yi closed the book and looked thoughtful.
Soul Sword Collection, swords forged with souls!
Use the power of the divine soul to construct a divine sword. Once this sword is completed, it can have the ability to destroy the divine soul and break illusions.
This sword-building process is not easy. It can condense the soul, and it does have certain benefits in the recovery of the soul's injuries.
"Soul attack technique."
Ning Yi's eyes lit up slightly, this kind of technique is rare.
Soul attacks are extremely dangerous, both to the enemy and ourselves.
A bad move will hurt the soul, but it is difficult to recover, so there are not many people who practice it.
However, soul attacks have always been known for their weirdness. If used properly, there will be unexpected results.
"Practice it a bit and you can use it as a trump card."
Ning Yi calmed down and started practicing according to the instructions in the book.
Proficiency 2
Proficiency 3
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I don't know how long it took, but in the sea of Ning Yi's consciousness, the power of the soul fluctuated, and a divine sword slowly took shape. Although it looked a bit illusory, it condensed and never dispersed.
"It's done."
Ning Yi opened his eyes, and deep in his pupils, a sharp sword light flashed past.
There are nine levels in total of the Divine Soul Sword Hidden.
Ning Yi has finally completed the first level of cultivation.
As he continues to practice, his soul power is obviously insufficient. Even if Ning Yi is not troubled by bottlenecks and does not have enough soul power to support him, he will not be able to reach the second level.
The solution is, firstly, to take the elixir that can increase the soul, and secondly, to practice exercises that can increase the soul, and to visualize this Lord.
The Divine Soul Sword Treasure belongs to the method of visualization.
The process of condensing the divine sword is actually training.
Ning Yi only needs to disperse the newly formed divine sword, and then re-condensate it. Repeating this process, the divine soul will gradually become stronger.
You have already started practicing Jianzang, so there is no rush to practice.
Ning Yi opened the second magic secret book, Golden Bell Cover.
Half a day later, Ning Yan closed the secret book with a thoughtful look in his eyes.
Golden Bell Cover is a body-building technique with nine levels in total. Each time you complete a level, your physical strength will become stronger and your defensive capabilities will increase exponentially.
At the ninth level of perfection, he can defeat monks at the ninth level of Qi training with just the strength of his physical body.
The defense is so strong that it can withstand monks in the early stages of foundation building.
"Good magic."
Ning Yi sighed in admiration and began to practice.
Proficiency 3
Proficiency 6
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With the guidance of the Golden Way, which he understood about drawing gold and steel talismans, Ning Yi quickly got started and made gratifying progress.
As his proficiency continues to improve, Ning Yi's physical body is rapidly becoming stronger, and a layer of golden light gradually spreads from the inside of the skin outward.
Among the five internal organs, five groups of energy are drawn.
Originally the consumption speed was very slow, but at this moment it suddenly accelerated and quickly integrated into Ning Yi's five internal organs.
When you practice meditation, you will forget the concept of time.
In front of the Sutra Pavilion, an old man slowly walked out from the depths of the purple bamboo forest.
He has gray hair, wears a thin green shirt, and is a bit thin, but because of his extremely large frame, he looks even more upright and majestic.
The old man stood in front of the donkey, staring at it with a half-smiling look.
The donkey's eyes were calm and there was nothing unusual about the donkey at first.
However, the old man kept staring at it, and the invisible pressure gathered more and more. Gradually, a trace of fear appeared in the bag donkey's eyes, and his body began to tremble slightly. Finally, his body swayed and disappeared into the ground like lightning.
The next moment, the donkey returned to the same place.
The donkey's mouth opened suddenly, and the cold teeth intertwined, extending into the bottomless throat, like terrifying meat grinding gears.
It is demonstrating, like a watchdog baring its teeth at people. It looks powerful, but in fact it is very timid.
Then, the terrifying roars that were supposed to accompany the demonstration were not heard at all. The scene was eerily quiet, and the seemingly intimidating demonstration became a bit funny.
The bag donkey seemed to have noticed this situation, and rolled his body, turning into a bolt of lightning and fleeing into the distance.
The next moment, time and space seemed to bend, and the lightning quickly turned back, revealing the donkey's frightened eyes.
Next, the donkey continued to display magical powers, each of which had amazing power.
However, the goose was like a ghost hitting a wall, without making any waves.
Finally, the bag donkey gave in.
He whined, lying on the ground panting, staring at the old man with his big eyes blinking, looking so cute.
"interesting."
The old man smiled and said: "I heard that the old lion of the Beast Control Sect is cultivating a new species that combines the bloodlines of many mythical beasts. It must be you. Tsk tsk, eight kinds of mythical beast bloodlines, eight strange beasts, it is not simple. I am right
If you need a substitute, come with me."
Woohoo...
The eight strange beasts shook their heads repeatedly when they heard this, and made a whine of rejection in their mouths.
The old man is too powerful. If you follow him for the rest of your life, you will never be able to escape.
As soon as they left the wolf's den and entered the tiger's den, the eight strange beasts were not happy with anything they said. There was even a ferocious light gleaming from the depths of their cute big eyes.
Rather Stick to your guns.
The old man had a clear mind and knew what the eight strange beasts were thinking at a glance. His face darkened slightly, and the aura on his body surged, pressing against the eight strange beasts like a mountain.
The eight strange beasts roared low, falling down and getting up again...
Gradually, tiny cracks appeared on his body and it was covered with blood, but the light from his eyes was so firm, without any thought of compromise.
The old man's face moved slightly, and then he suddenly became murderous.
The talents of these eight strange beasts are so strong, so rare in the world, and they have such a charisma that their future achievements will be limitless. Since they cannot be used by themselves, and they have today's cause and effect, they should be killed naturally to avoid future troubles.
The eight strange beasts whined, as if they knew their lives were short, and there was a trace of sadness in their eyes.
At this moment, a golden light flashed out in the library.
"Huh?"
The old man let out a light sigh, his eyes were like torches, and he fell into the secret room where Ning Yi practiced, revealing the obstacles of layers of formations. "The fourth level of the Golden Bell Cover, such a powerful talent, I didn't even notice it before."
The old man stared at it for a while, and his heart was filled with turmoil.
Then his heart moved, his eyes fell on the eight strange beasts, a treacherous smile appeared on his lips, and he said in a deep voice: "That's all, you shouldn't die like this. However, since you have become my student's mount, this cause and effect
I still want it. Why don’t we make a bet: in ten years, if your strength can surpass that of my student, I will grant you freedom."
The eight strange beasts glanced in the direction of the book collection, with a little disdain in their big eyes.
A little guy in the Qi training stage can kill ten or eight people in one breath.
Ten years from now?
With his own talent, he may not be afraid of even the old monsters in the Nascent Soul stage. Since the little guy in the Qi training stage is so talented, how much can he grow, and he will be able to build a foundation to death.
Thinking of this, the eight strange beasts nodded quickly, fearing that the old man would regret it.
"very good."
The old man waved his hand, and a ray of golden light entered the body of the eight strange beasts, "Let go of your soul. If you follow him within ten years, if you dare to make trouble, your life will be taken."
The eight strange beasts trembled, letting the golden light blend into their souls.
The old man waited for a moment. A man wearing a mask with black secret patterns came to the old man, bowed and saluted: "See Fusi."
"Well, there is an interesting little guy there. Let's check it out. If there is no problem, invite him to join the Secret Shadow Division."
The old man gave instructions, turned around and walked into the purple bamboo forest.
Half a month later, the closed door to the secret room slowly opened, and Ning Yi stepped out.
Stretching, his bones made a crisp sound, and a faint golden light appeared on his skin.
In half a month, Ning Yi repaired the golden bell cover to the seventh level.
If it weren't for the lack of elixirs, Ning Yi would even be ready to go all out and refine the Golden Bell Cover to the ninth level.
At this point, Ning Yi had consumed all the pills bought with more than 500,000 taels of silver.
Practicing the golden bell requires great spiritual energy.
In the later stages, the demand increased exponentially.
Although Ning Yi is not troubled by bottlenecks, if he wants to cultivate to perfection, he still needs about one million taels of silver.
"The gold-eating beast."
Ning Yi sighed with emotion, practice is indeed not something ordinary people can do.
Thinking of his father Ning Zhan, it has been six years since he entered the seventh level of Qi training, but he is still stuck in the same place and unable to move forward. The main reason is the lack of resources.
Ning Yi has made rapid progress. In addition to having no bottleneck restrictions, the main reason is that it has sufficient resources.
In less than two months, he spent seven to eight hundred thousand taels of silver. No ordinary family, not even a noble family, would dare to spend like this.
The seventh level of the golden bell, the small secret of the divine soul sword...
This retreat was full of rewards.
Ning Yi's strength has also made a qualitative leap. Not only is he invincible during the Qi training period, he is also a top-notch existence. Even in the ordinary foundation building period, he can still fight.
In the Tang Dynasty, monks in the Qi training stage were the most common.
In the foundation building stage, they are considered the backbone of the force and are at the level of small overlords. Monks in the Golden Core realm are very rare. They are basically ancestor-level figures with high positions of authority.
As for the higher Nascent Soul stage, it is mostly the overlord of one party, and all the sect leaders are at this level.
The higher realms of refining the void, combining the Tao, and attaining great attainment are basically rare.
Those who reach this level are pursuing immortality and attaining enlightenment. Most of them remain hidden from the world and are extremely difficult to see from the outside world.
Although Ning Yi is still at the bottom, he has some life-saving capital.
After leaving the Sutra Pavilion, the bag donkey was still there.
If these spiritual beasts don't eat for half a month, their lives will not be in danger.
However, whether it was an illusion or not, Ning Yi felt that the way the bag donkey looked at him was a bit weird. As for the weirdness, he couldn't put his finger on it.
Shaking his head, Ning Yi flew on the bag donkey and went straight to the gate.
After half a month of seclusion, the tail sent by Huang Tu must have left long ago. Even if there are still people left, I am afraid they are not masters. I would rather Yi Yi has made some small achievements in practice and is not afraid of Taoism.
After going out, Ning Yi deliberately stayed at the entrance of the academy for a while.
Sure enough, there was no sense of danger coming.
Ning Yi was a little disappointed and shook his head. He grabbed the donkey's belly and went straight to Yue Guifang.
Chang'an Street is very lively.
As soon as Ning Yi entered the main street, he heard an explosive news.
Jiang Qi defeated Yunzhou and Datang lost one county.
Ning Yi's heart skipped a beat, the worst news had come.
After seeing Huang Tu at the Immortal Meeting that day, Ning Yi was worried about the defeat of the Tang Dynasty. The thing he was most worried about happened.
In just half a month, Chang'an City is still as lively as ever.
However, Ning Yi saw a hint of fear on the residents' faces and eyes.
The defeat shattered the pride of Chang'an people!