Zhang Yi sat cross-legged, calmed down, and following Zhang Jian's instructions, he was absorbing the vast water veins deep in the canal.
The canal is full of inspiration, but the canal has a spirit and is not so tolerant of inspiration.
But with Zhang Jian's protection, Zhang Yi was not prohibited.
I saw wisps of inspiration pouring into his body, which were flowing towards the depths of his lower Dantian by an instinct, seeming to condense into a special core deep in his Dantian, but were blocked by the "Nine Qi Yun Yuan Sutra"
The scriptures on it are involved, broken for a moment, and turned into a special inspiration integrated into the small cycle.
Zhang Yi is a half-demon after all.
Unlike other practitioners, when you first enter the world of immortality, you must try to adapt to the discomfort after the influx of spiritual inspiration and gradually form a habit.
As a half-demon, it is an instinct that comes from the mother's womb.
In Zhang Jian's eyes, one can see that Zhang Yi's condensed ideas gradually formed a complete Qi training chapter of the "Nine Qi Yunyuan Zhenjing".
But when this article took shape, his practice in the Qi sensing stage was over. The next step was to practice Qi, gradually gathering his spiritual energy, and then he could perform some small spells.
Zhang Yi is indeed very suitable for practicing the "Nine Qi Yunyuan Sutra".
Zhang Jian was standing in the corner of the pier, his huge Yin Shen consciousness covering the corner, but in the distance he saw a carriage slowly approaching from outside the city.
On top of the horse, a young girl dressed in white stepped out of the carriage.
She was looking around, with a sense of being from another world in her eyes, and there was some expectation in her eyes.
She is Concubine Song who has just recovered from a serious illness.
Her maiden name is Song Lian'er.
Beside the sedan, another maid in pink saw this and said, "Miss, it's cold outside, otherwise we'd better wait in the carriage!"
Song Lian'er was not willing.
Seeing that she insisted on doing this, the maid could no longer persuade her. She was just an ordinary maid who had just been bought from Ren Yazi and came to serve this young lady.
After a while, she saw Miss Song in front of her, her delicate body trembling slightly, and her watery eyes suddenly looking forward.
But in the distance, a tall figure with a stern face appeared at the city gate.
At the gate of the city, An Ruming looked at the beautiful girl in a white dress, and a hint of emotion appeared on his handsome face.
The corners of his mouth opened slightly, and it took a moment before he finally uttered the two words.
"Lian'er!"
"Anlang!"
Song Lian'er couldn't help herself at this time and couldn't help but step forward. However, she was recovering from a serious illness and her steps were still a little erratic. She was about to fall after a few steps, but she fell into a warm embrace in an instant.
An Ruming looked at Song Lian'er with great joy, and the gloom in his eyes seemed to have completely dissipated at this moment.
He held Song Lian'er in his arms, wishing he could rub the beauty into his body, and felt an inexplicable pleasure.
But in an instant, he glanced around and sent Song Lian'er into the carriage. He glanced around and did not see the terrifying, nightmare-like figure. He was slightly relieved when he saw this.
Now he was leading the carriage to a nearby urban area. He had other plans for Song Lian'er. It was not appropriate to be exposed to the public eye now, and Song Lian'er's identity had to be resolved.
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At this time, after practicing for an hour, Zhang Yi also slowly converged the spiritual energy in his body. His whole body was filled with a layer of rich water vapor, and there was a faint golden light flowing deep in his eyes.
"Spirit Eyes!"
Zhang Jian noticed the changes in him.
He knew that it was the dragon eye formed by the resurrection of the dragon's blood. It was also a type of spiritual eye and was born with some mysterious powers.
At this moment, Zhang Yishuang suddenly spoke.
"Daddy, can I go swimming?"
There was suddenly a look of longing in his eyes.
Zhang Jian saw this and did not stop him, but nodded slightly.
Zhang Yi's eyes lit up.
At this moment, he only felt uncomfortable all over his body, and his skin was filled with a thirst for water. Without hesitation, he jumped into the shallow water in an instant.
Entering the shoal, he was a little unaccustomed to it at first, but after a while, he was like a swimming fish, and he got used to it in an instant.
When Zhang Jian saw this, a smile appeared in his eyes.
At this moment, his expression changed, and he saw that the shore suddenly became lively, and he saw a group of people banging and blowing trumpets from far to near.
Among them, there are two middle-aged people who are richly dressed and gorgeous. They are draped in red silk and their faces are full of joy.
Zhang Jian took a look and found that he was no stranger to this scene. A wealthy family had invited a Feng Shui master to visit the place.
But at this time, I heard the leading Feng Shui master smiling and talking to the wealthy middle-aged man next to him using the method of enchanting sound transmission.
"Congratulations to the third master of Song Dynasty. The Hou Mansion has found such a treasure cave. If future generations have this shelter, they will surely be able to command the three armies! Be the leader of the nobles!"
"It's easy to say, brother Qiu Dao, if the relocation of the tomb is profitable, my Dingyuan Marquis Mansion will not treat brother Dao badly!"
Another wealthy middle-aged man named Song Sanye had no change in his expression. Although he looked rich, his body contained tremendous energy and blood, and there was even more evil between his brows. You could tell at a glance that he was
An accomplished body-building warrior.
A family of generals, Dingyuan Hou Mansion.
This Dingyuan Marquis Mansion was deeply involved with Zhang Jian. Zhang Jian's thoughts changed and he suddenly had some thoughts in his mind.
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In the canal, after Zhang Yi had some fun in the water, he was called up by Zhang Jian.
Zhang Yi is still reluctant.
With the blood of the dragon clan, he is like a fish in the water. Not only for playing, but also for practicing, he is three points faster.
At the same time, he looked at Zhang Jian like a treasure and said: "Dad, after I entered the water just now, I seemed to have awakened a magical power you mentioned!"
Zhang Jian smiled, he had already noticed something: "Oh, what magical power?"
"It has something to do with water. It seems that when I swim, I can sense the speed of the surrounding water, the inspiration in the water veins, and I can sense the changes in the undercurrent inside in advance!"
"This is a good thing!"
Zhang Jian patted his head. He knew that some half-demon with particularly outstanding bloodlines could awaken one to several innate magical powers just like those strange beasts.
However, each race is different. He doesn't know exactly what magical powers can be awakened and what their effects are. He has to ask Bai Liying or his father-in-law Bai Nu.
Zhang Yi's body contains the talent of dragon, and it may be that practicing the "Nine Qi Yun Yuan Sutra" triggered the awakening of his bloodline.
However, as far as Zhang Jian knows, the most powerful talent of the Jiaolong clan should be to control the wind and rain.
Calling wind and rain is not an ordinary magical power that can summon wind and rain. It is a great magical power among the dragon clan. When it is practiced to the highest level, it can not only purify blood and cultivate several powerful dragon bodies related to wind and rain, but also control the innate wind and water.
Special power.
The thought in his mind changed, and Zhang Jian was ready to ask Bai Liying again later.
He moved with Zhang Yi, and arrived on a barren mountain in a moment!
This place is desolate, but there are many human traces underfoot.
Another Feng Shui cave is under construction.
Zhang Jian just glanced at it and suddenly looked slightly surprised.