chewing dragon

Chapter 215
"What do you think?" Feng Zixu asked his apprentice back with a smile.

Without waiting for Qi Jingzhi's response, the master of the Xuandu Temple suddenly flicked his sleeves, turned around and flew towards the direction of the Xuandu Temple.

When she moved, whether it was the blazing furnace, or Qi Jingzhi who was wrapped around his waist in a silk cloth, they naturally followed closely behind.

When passing over the crane's mouth cliff, Qi Jingzhi took a special look at the Zhaohe Pavilion, and saw Xuanji Jun standing motionless on the top of the crane release stele, and he couldn't tell that he was a living thing at all.

"Master..."

Qi Jingzhi just started a sentence, Feng Zixu nodded and said: "Aside from practicing all day long, you just stare at the cranes in the cave in a foolish way, but you can't remember to ask your teacher. I originally I still want to see how long you can endure, but today is the right time, so I will tell you mercifully!"

"You think right, this black crane is Ding Lingwei's slough."

"There is a record in "Sancai Tuhui". In the past, Xuanyuan Shenghuang Xile was in Kunhua Mountain, and there were yuan cranes flying. The yuan cranes are as black as lacquer. If they live to 360 years old, they will be pure black."

"After all, Ding Lingwei was a person who wanted to break through the fifth realm back then. He was lost in the field of infinity. Although the remains left behind were not a perfect body of pure yang without the spiritual auspices and spiritual nourishment, the miraculous remains. Extraordinary comparable."

Qi Jingzhi nodded, and pondered: "I remember the general outline of "The Immortal Feather Classic". Cranes, like yang birds, swim in yin. Because of the golden energy, they take advantage of the fire essence to support themselves. The number of gold is nine, and the number of fire is seven. Therefore, the crane has a small change in seven years, a major change in 16 years, a change in a hundred and sixty years, and a final form in a thousand and six hundred years."

"It turns out that this crane has lived for a long time, and its shape will really change. It will not be really finalized until it is [-] years old!"

Feng Zixu chuckled lightly when he heard the words: "That's the truth, but cultivators like to exaggerate and make mysteries, the bigger the number and the year are, especially if it's an integer that sounds mysterious at first sight, the less likely it will be. really."

"For example, the so-called Xuanhe, the statement in "Gujin Zhu" is different from that in "Sancai Tuhui". It took about 470 years for the whole body to turn into black, which is much longer than 360 years, and it is far from 2000 years, so it can be seen that it is better to have no books than to have no books."

"Among the general outline of the "Xian Yu Jing", you should pay most attention to the first few sentences, the bird of the yang swims in the yin, and the golden energy rides the fire essence to support itself..."

The master of Xuandu paused for a moment, and said seriously: "It sounds easy, but things in the world are easier said than done. Our Immortal Feather Mountain Xuandu lineage moved to Donghuang, which is actually the same as that of the Crescent Moon Temple. The difference is similar, and there will inevitably be incompleteness in the inheritance, so there are very few people who can practice the four elements of yin, yang, metal, and fire in the past."

"Oh, as for the reasons for the migration back then, it's not yet time for you to know."

Qi Jingzhi nodded silently when he heard this. On the first day he came to Dongtian, his master once said that there are some things that he is not qualified to hear until he becomes the Master of the Xianyu Mountain World Walking and Xuandu Guan Shaoguan.

While speaking, the two masters and apprentices and a Hong furnace had already flown over the Xuandu Guanzushi Temple, and slowly fell to a wide courtyard. Except for a towering and beautiful purple pavilion flying building, the rest of the courtyard is a continuous stretch of land. The flower garden and medicine field are full of exotic flowers and herbs, colorful and fragrant.

There is a plaque hanging on the Feilou of the Purple Pavilion, which says "Zixu Pavilion" in three big characters, which is the residence of Feng Zixu, the master of Xuandu.

Qi Jingzhi glanced at the dancing crane plants in the corner of the flower field, if he hadn't seen Wu Buer today, he really wouldn't be able to see that these few are actually the kings of a country.

Feng Zixu placed Hong Furnace in the open space in front of the Purple Pavilion, and then continued: "Only in terms of the inheritance of Xuandu, among Yin, Yang, Metal, and Fire, the word Yang is the easiest to get, but it is also the hardest. Profound."

"It's easy to say. Even if the people of Xianyu Mountain don't specialize in the way of pine cranes to prolong life, they can use more green sand beads to nourish their bodies when they are eating Qi, and they can use Yangmu Qi to consolidate the foundation, but that's all. If you want to go further, but you don't have enough exercises to practice, it's somewhat difficult."

"I went to Tiantai Mountain to discuss Taoism for my grandfather, and Xuandu's inheritance added a "Secret Scroll of Green Feather", which can attract the energy of Qinghua Shaoyang, so it can be regarded as making up for the lack. Honglu Pill method, everyone takes what they need, and everyone is happy."

Qi Jingzhi took a look at the silk-painted training that had been taken back by the master, and nodded thoughtfully: "Yang already exists, and Honglu Dinghuo is Yinhuo, so it occupies a Yin character and a Fire character at the same time. Those who have won the third, no wonder Honglu Dinghuojianyi will become the signature of our Xianyu Xuandu lineage."

"You little crane is really smart!"

Feng Zixu nodded with satisfaction: "It's not just four out of four, most of those who practice Honglu Dinghuo Sword Intent can make up half a gold word with the sword in their hands, so it can barely be considered complete. This is why the teacher already has "Liu Cai Han Zhang", but still have to wear this Green Snake Sword with him."

Qi Jingzhi couldn't help being stunned, and said to himself that Master's colorful and odd-shaped swords were really Liucai Hanzhang, and Lord Langya's poems and essays were really not in vain.

It is obviously because of this reason that Feng Zixu did not say the name before.

She gouged out her apprentice's eyes, her eyes were full of warning, and then she continued to explain: "The Hong Fu Ding Huo Jian Yi is not only a fundamental method that can improve one's cultivation, but also an incomparably sharp and powerful method. The killing technique has become the signature of the Xuandu lineage. However, even with the help of Lu Lu Tiaoyang technique, this sword intent is still too violent and difficult to tame. Achievement."

"Thus, as long as the talent and character of the Xianyu Mountain Sect are a little weak, most of them will choose to practice the way of Songhe to prolong life, occupying the next Yang character. Although they are not very good at fighting skills, they have a long life span. There is a little bit of hope to ignite the Dao fire. It’s just that after reaching that level of cultivation, it’s natural to seek peace and stability, and most of them don’t have the guts to take risks and try to cultivate Dinghuo and try to make wood fire clear.”

"As for the Heart Candle Dinghuo, it is as dangerous as Honglu Dinghuo when practicing, but it is not good at fighting, and it has no effect of prolonging life. Few fools would choose it. If it weren't for you, little crane, who had collected it first. Yangmu and Yanghuo have established the way of the bright wood and fire, pointing directly to the pure yang, and they have been approved by the crane stele, as a teacher, I will not pass on such a weak Taoism to you."

His master's mouth really made people speechless, and Qi Jingzhi couldn't help being dumbfounded.

It is true that he chose the Qi of pine, cypress, and Jiamu first because of "Wind in the Pines". It is true that he can really use Ruomu Yanghuo to refine the wood energy in his body and establish a foundation of practice. It was only one night, and it was really a chance meeting, and it was not up to anyone.

It's just that Qi Jingzhi doesn't regret it in his heart, that Honglu Dinghuo's sword intent doesn't match his original heart, even if he abandons Ruomu Yanghuo and forcibly cultivates concurrently, either he won't be able to cultivate anything famous, or sooner or later he will be a burnt man. The fate of flying ashes.

He was silent for a moment, and then he sighed: "Those senior brothers and sisters in front of me, all of them are heroes with heroism and talent. Really admirable!"

"The disciple is a worthless one. As the first disciple of the master, he is unwilling to accept the fundamental inheritance of Xianyu Mountain, but the master agreed without hesitation..."

Hearing this, Feng Zixu smiled slightly, but there was a bit of uncommon bitterness in the smile.

She shook her head and said softly: "So many lives have been taken, what else can I not understand as a teacher? Unless I meet a disciple who really fits with this Hong Fu Ding Huo Jian Yi in the future, there is really no need to stick to it." The rules and regulations of the predecessors are not let go, so we must pass on this terrible work."

Although the master of Xuandu once said that immortals have no relatives, he obviously didn't regard those former disciples as worthless: "In the future, we at Xianyu Mountain will still teach students according to their aptitude. There may be deficiencies in skills, and slowly try to make up for them. Good. Now that you have walked the current path, you should walk out a new path for future generations! It’s just that..."

Feng Zixu paused for a while, and pointed at the Qingqiu Xuanjia on Qi Jingzhi's body: "Don't wear such flashy things to show off on your body, it will insult the reputation of our Xianyu Mountain!"

Seeing his disciple's stunned face, the master of Xuandu became more and more disgusted and said: "At first glance, it's quite bluffing, but it's a pity that it's ostentatious, but in the end it's just a soft snakeskin armor, and the spirit of pine, cypress and Jiamu is as strong as wood. Yanghuo is not known for its toughness either. You will become a battalion captain or even a larger general in the future, and when encountering dangerous and fierce battles, do you rely on this thing to prevent disasters? Or do you rely on the banner spirit on your mount to save your life?"

Qi Jingzhi finally came to his senses, couldn't help turning his eyes to the blazing furnace, and then looked at Feng Zixu suddenly: "Master, what you mean is..."

"You have a carcass that has the appearance of a dragon. Although it is not very good to make armor, it is more than enough as the inner lining of the iron armor. As for the outer armor, it is naturally made by the mirror armor sky centipede. Don't dawdle, hurry up take off!"

Qi Jingzhi didn't hesitate any longer, and with a little thought, he changed the Qingqiu Xuanjia back into the shape of a belt, and then threw it into the furnace.

"Your accompanying mirror spirit really has some supernatural powers. This dead body has been tempered by it, and it obviously has no spirituality inside, but it can change at will."

Feng Zixu praised a few words, then suddenly raised his arm, the silk-colored silk drape wrapped around his arm was split into two, and then the half condensed by Qinghua Shaoyang's energy flew straight into it. in the furnace.

"Master?" Qi Jingzhi was startled when he saw this, his face suddenly changed color.

"What are you making such a fuss about? Zheng Xian gave you a Ruomu sword spirit, that is, he gave you half a spiritual weapon and half a path. As a teacher, how can you let that fellow go down? Anyway, as a teacher, I was going to write "Qing Yu" "Secret Scroll" taught to you, you have this half of the color training, you can get twice the result with half the effort when you practice."

Feng Zixu waved his hands nonchalantly, glared at Qi Jingzhi and said, "Little He'er, from now on, you have to fight for your teacher, don't die easily. Otherwise, when your soul returns to the crane stele, don't blame me. Turn your face against the teacher, and imprison you in it and face the wall to reflect on it for 80 years!"

"Do you want to be the reincarnation of Shun Shun Dang or turn into a crane into the wild? There is no way!"

Hearing these words, Qi Jingzhi shuddered immediately, with sadness and gratitude welling up in his heart.

He knew very well that he and his master had only been together for a month, and although the master and apprentice got along well, the friendship between them was far from deep enough.

What my master said was not only to herself, but also to her former apprentices. How could she not feel pain when so many carefully cultivated disciples passed away one after another?
Now that Qi Jingzhi is the only disciple under his master's sect, he is naturally entrusted with infinite sorrow and great expectations.

If it wasn't for the fact that the master said "you are not him" when we first met, Qi Jingzhi would have suspected that he was also a disciple of the master in his previous life.

Therefore, the young man, on behalf of those deceased brothers and sisters, nodded heavily: "Qi Jingzhi will not let Master down!"

"You're good to know!"

Feng Zixu snorted, raised her arms, and made a gesture to wipe the moist corners of her eyes, but suddenly stretched out her hand to grab her apprentice's shoulder, tore off the Qingyu brocade robe, and threw it into the Into the furnace.

When Qi Jingzhi came back to his senses, his body had become naked again, and a gust of wind blew in, and he suddenly felt cool all over his body.

The boy suddenly let out a strange cry, and stooped into the flower garden and medicine field beside him, squatting behind a plump purple Ganoderma lucidum.

"How many times have I told you, little crane? If this person is too honest, he will suffer!"

The Xuandu Guanzhu, who had not been serious for a long time, showed his true colors, and laughed happily, "Since it is a tailor-made weapon for you, it is natural to cultivate the spirit of the weapon from scratch!"

"Your green feather coat is not only free of impurities, but also has the closest connection with your own heart and path. It just happens to be used as an embryo. In this way, when spiritual transformation occurs in the future, it can be connected with your blood and qi, increasing your cultivation It is not a problem, although it is not as good as the innate natal weapon, but it is much stronger than the ordinary spiritual weapon!"

The four words "ordinary spirit weapon", Feng Zixu stared at Jian Renshou with a long knife, gritted his silver teeth, and said it word by word.

Qi Jingzhi didn't dare to move his body, but his heart was tightly moved, and he quickly shouted: "Thank you, Master, for your kindness! It's just that this disciple is not in a hurry to ask for crane shoes, so I'd better smelt a piece of clothing first." Bar!"

Hearing this, Feng Zixu laughed again: "An angry crane is the shoe, flapping its wings soaring to the sky. Throwing your green feather clothes into it is not much different from throwing your heart and bones into it. If you want to make a pair of crane shoes It's also difficult!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the phoenix lid of the Hong furnace suddenly opened by itself, and two little cranes with angry eyes and blue feathers suddenly flew out one after the other.

"No, it's not two little cranes, but one little crane has been split into two, just like... the legendary tiger charm!"

Qi Jingzhi could see clearly that what seemed to be two little cranes flying in mid-air at this moment actually had only one leg and one wing, and they were cut in two from head to tail.

This rather weird-looking little angry Qingyu crane just circled for a while, and then threw itself into Qi Jingzhi's arms, turning into a pair of straw sandals woven with green thatch.

"What are you still doing in a daze? Quickly put it on and try it on to see if it fits!" Feng Zixu urged with a teasing face.

Qi Jingzhi had no choice but to bite the bullet, move his body slightly slowly, and put the pair of straw sandals on his feet.

The next moment, the brilliance of the green thatched straw sandals shone brightly, covering the young man's body in an instant.

Qi Jingzhi's favorite black robe with a silver belt and black boots appeared, and on his back was an odd-shaped shield with layers of armor.

"This is?" Qi Jingzhi turned his head to look at the shield, and asked in surprise.

As soon as this sentence was uttered, the shield suddenly stretched out and turned into a pair of gleaming crane wings.

Immediately afterwards, the pair of crane wings, which looked like black iron and fine steel, swelled violently, leading the young man into the sky and heading straight to Qingming!
(End of this chapter)