Senzo

Chapter 79 The Lost Azure Dragon Art
The distance of three hundred miles is only a few minutes to Qin Di.

He couldn't help but recall that in his previous life, it took several days to walk three hundred miles. He didn't expect such a big change after cultivation.

Lan Xingshang lives in the center of the [-]-acre spiritual field, and the thousand acres near the attic are already eight-level spiritual fields, and the places farther around have not had time to upgrade.

When Qin Di came near the attic, she heard a soft voice from inside: "Come in, the door is open."

He opened the door and walked in, and saw that the space inside was very large, and the decoration was resplendent, as if he had suddenly entered the palace, completely different from the lightness outside.

The attic is divided into upper and lower floors, the upper part is not known for its purpose, and the lower part is a hall, with a huge pearl on top, shining like a bright moon, the floor is covered with white jade, embedded with golden beads, making it even more spotless.

Looking around, the tripods and jade stones, gold nuggets and pearls, carved beams and painted buildings, and pearl windows and net doors, do not look like a home of cultivation, but rather like a place where the princes and nobles of Yue live.

Qin Di thought to himself: "Perhaps the master just came out of the palace. Otherwise, how could he be so luxurious, and also extremely natural, without any superficiality of a nouveau riche."

Lan Xingshang changed her clothes, with cloudy temples on her head, a plum-pattern gauze robe on her upper body, and a long silk embroidered skirt on silk gauze underneath, making her look even more graceful and elegant. She waved to Qin Di: "Come and sit, Xiao Qin, where are you?" people?"

Qin Di sat on a round rosewood stool and replied softly: "I am from Yue."

Lan Xingshang's eyes flickered: "The Qin family in Ningcheng?"

Qin Di had no choice but to nod honestly: "Yes."

Lan Xingshang's expression became more cordial: "Is Qin Lisong from the Qin family still there?"

Qin Di thought for a while, searched the memories left by little Qin Di in his mind, and replied: "That is my great uncle, who passed away 20 years ago."

Lan Xingshang sighed, his expression was a little gloomy, and said: "I met your great-uncle a few times back then, when he was still young, he was a scholar and elegant, and the jade tree was in the wind, but unfortunately he couldn't stop the years. Even the best talents are blown away by the rain and the wind.”

Qin Di didn't know what to say, so he could only listen to the other party quietly. He didn't have much affection for the so-called great uncle who had never met before.Not to mention his old Qin Di, even the little Qin Di has never seen his great-uncle, only a portrait in the ancestral hall.

Lan Xingshang was obviously depressed, and said, "Xiao Qin, I will call you Adi from now on, okay? I heard that you are a wood spirit root, can you really only practice wood skills?"

Qin Di nodded: "Disciple has decided, if you practice wood kung fu, you won't regret it."

Lan Xingshang said softly and slowly: "Then I will accept you as a disciple, and pick a good day in two days, and invite your senior brothers and sisters to come and meet, and kowtow to me in front of everyone. That’s it, no more red tape.”

Qin Di said hello.

Lan Xingshang casually asked him some simple questions, such as how old are you, do you want to come to Chihuozhou, and what problems you encountered in cultivation.

Qin Di answered honestly one by one without telling a single lie.

Afterwards, Lan Xingshang spent half an hour explaining to him the cultivation of the Eight God Meridians carefully, and finally sighed: "I have been practicing as a teacher for more than a hundred years, and now I am at the peak of foundation building. If you continue to practice like this, you will not be able to do it for 15 years." It is a pity that there is no follow-up Qinglong Jue, and I will be at the top by then, no matter how hard I struggle! This is how I came here as a teacher, and now I see you going to this dead end again, I really can't bear it!"

Qin Di thought for a while and asked: "Master, do you know how the Qinglong Jue of our sect was lost? It is said that every sect and sect have double insurance for the protection of the core secrets. Why does Jin Danzong only have the line of Patriarch Tiemu?" ?”

Lan Xingshang frowned and said, "It's not just double insurance? There were originally three lines!"

Qin Di asked in surprise: "Then why is it still lost?"

Lan Xingshang sighed: "I have investigated this matter specially for my teacher. According to the head master Guo Zhenren, the sect kept the Qinglong Jue in the darkroom of the Zhenpin Zangshu Pavilion, and at the same time there was a mountain guard who memorized the core secrets. Generally To put it bluntly, it’s okay to lose one of the two! But guess what? It’s because the mountain guards rebelled and stole the second half of the Qinglong Jue that both lines were broken at the same time! Patriarch Tiemu is only the third line , After he left the Dead Sea, the mountain guards rebelled! Patriarch Tiemu never returned, so the three lines are all over!"

Qin Di asked: "What about the mountain guard? Where did he go then?"

"He went to the Yinyang Gate of Huayanzhou, and finally died there. At that time, the head of the gate cooperated with several Jindan elders to question him, but was blocked by the Supreme Elder of Yinyang Gate, saying that the mountain guards came empty-handed. Come on, die empty-handed, without leaving any spells at all. At that time, the only Nascent Soul of Jindanzong, Tiemu Zhenjun, went to the Dead Sea again, and the rest of the people couldn't beat the Yin Yangmen, so they could only stare blankly!"

"Then what happened later? What happened after Jin Danzong got Zhenjun Yuanying again? Didn't you look for it again?"

"Later, Jin Danzong went to the door many times, but it took a lot of effort, many people died, and they couldn't find the Qinglong Jue. Yin Yangmen insisted that he had never seen the Qinglong Jue. If there is no magic formula, there is a terrible one. Hit it if you can, but take your life if you can't!"

"Would you rather destroy the sect than hand over the Qinglong Jue?"

"How easy is it to destroy the sect? The Yinyang sect is very strong, not much weaker than the Jindan sect. If you want to destroy the opponent's sect, you are almost unparalleled. And after careful analysis by the seniors of this sect, it is possible that the Yinyang sect really does not have the Azure Dragon Art, because In the past 3000 years, I have never seen a person from Yin Yangmen perform similar exercises!"

"So the only thing left is to find the Tiemu Patriarch? Where did the Tiemu Patriarch go in the end?"

"According to the Zongmen classics, Patriarch Tiemu left a message before leaving, saying that he was going to the Dead Sea to find the treasure left by Buxu Hedao Zhenjun, so that he could integrate the heaven and earth spirits and enter the late Nascent Soul. Yue will come back, but he never returns!" Speaking of this, the disappointment on Lan Xingshang's face became stronger, as if the way forward had really been cut off.

Qin Di asked again: "Have you searched around the Dead Sea?"

"Of course I have searched for it. I have searched for thousands of miles into the Dead Sea, but I can't go in any deeper. This sect only has monks in the mid-Yuanying stage, so I can't go further into the Dead Sea, so there is no way."

Qin Di thought to himself: "Maybe we will find it after walking ten miles or eight miles!" He could only comfort him: "Master, don't worry, maybe there will be unexpected changes in less than ten years, maybe one day it will suddenly appear from the sky. After falling down the Qinglong Jue, you will be able to advance to Jindan and Nascent Soul!"

Lan Xingshang was amused by him: "Okay! I'll just wait for the pie to fall from the sky!"

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