A ray of extremely pure True Yang flame condenses from the Dantian, enters Ren Du through the martial arteries, travels through the 365 acupuncture points of the body through the Zhoutian Great Circulation, and continuously absorbs the true power to temper itself.
When it returned to Dantian, the true fire that was originally like a bean sprout suddenly expanded to the size of a baby's fist. It quickly merged into the Nine Yang Fire that entrenched itself in the Qi Sea. As a result, a thin orange-red line appeared on the surface of the fire.
There are seven or eight similar red lines, appearing and disappearing erratically!
After finishing his luck, Qin Yun, who was sitting cross-legged on the futon in the quiet room, slowly opened his eyes.
In the first half of last night, Qing Yunzi gave him many pointers on many cultivation issues without hesitation, especially in terms of how to consolidate and enhance the realm of Qi refining. Qin Yun benefited so much that it is unimaginable. It can be said that he is on the road to innateness.
The obstacles have been cleared in half.
Then he spent the rest of the night practicing the Nine Yang Mysterious Technique.
From the second to third level of Nine Yang Xuan Gong, you need to refine ninety-nine true yang flames to melt the fire. The difficulty becomes more and more difficult as you go to the later stage. However, once the third level of fire refining is completed, it is no problem to break through the innate.
In addition to condensing a mouthful of true Yang flames, Qin Yun has raised his spiritual state to the peak through practicing martial arts. He has full confidence to face today's Wufeng disciples on swordsmanship.
When I came out of the quiet room of my residence, the sky was not fully bright yet, and Zhuiyun Peak was shrouded in gauze-like mist, making it difficult to see the scene in the distance. It was the end of summer and the beginning of summer, but it was very cold on the peak in the early morning.
, Qin Yun took a deep breath of the cold air and seemed to smell the fragrance of millet porridge.
In the courtyard, a servant in green clothes was sweeping the fallen leaves with a broom made of bamboo branches.
Seeing Qin Yun coming out, he immediately put down his things and bowed and said: "Brother Qin Yun, Patriarch Qingyun has asked you to have breakfast here before going down the mountain. The porridge has been prepared in the kitchen."
"Sorry to trouble you, thank you!" Qin Yun nodded in return.
The breakfast at Qingyun Villa is not a sumptuous one. One pot of rice porridge and two vegetarian dishes are all, but both the ingredients and the production are extremely meticulous. Especially the yellow millet porridge in stone pot is mixed with medicinal materials such as Huangjing Salvia.
After drinking it, my whole body felt hot and sweaty, and my strength seemed to have increased a bit.
After eating breakfast, Qin Yun asked the servant in green clothes to bid farewell to Patriarch Qing Yun and left the courtyard for Fuyun Mountain.
It was dozens of miles from Zhuiyun Peak to Fuyun Mountain. Qin Yun walked slowly and slowly.
The sky gradually becomes brighter, the clouds and fog covering the peaks gradually disperse, the warm sunshine shines between the peaks, and the pure blue sky heralds the beginning of a sunny day.
The road passing through Fuyun Mountain was full of high-spirited Sword Sect disciples, as well as hundreds of guests who had traveled thousands of miles to watch the ceremony. The entire Tiancheng Sword Sect was like a lion waking up from its slumber, exuding an incomparable aura of majesty.
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Qin Yun mixed in the crowd and arrived at the top of Fuyun Mountain.
Today's Fuyun Mountain is completely different from the situation in the past few days. Thousands of Sword Sect disciples are sitting on the ground in different areas according to their status, while the five sword testing platforms around them have become the sect's top elders, elders, deacons,
The stands for the inner disciples and guests attending the ceremony.
Tens of thousands of disciples and disciples of the sect gathered together in one place. Their powerful robes were like a curtain and their swords were like a forest, showing the prosperity of Tiancheng Sword Sect.
The sects who came to Tiancheng Sword Sect to watch the ceremony this time included Tiannan Kunlun Sword Sect, Dongteng Longhushan, Xihai Beiming Sect, Yanyun Honshu’s Yunyi, Chidan, Nulan, Luoyue and Beihu’s five side sects.
More than a dozen schools of heresy!
Kunlun Sword Sect, Longhushan Sword Sect and Tiancheng Sword Sect are all among the top ten sects in the world. Their friendship and friendly exchanges can be traced back to thousands of years ago. Although Beiming Sect and Tiancheng Sword Sect have always been at odds with each other and have conflicts, the two major sects
The distance between the doors is very close. There is a lot of communication between them, but it is mostly for the purpose of demonstration and show off.
In addition to these famous side sects, the Yan Dynasty and major wealthy families also sent representatives. Whether they were from the royal family or wealthy families, there were many disciples of the Sword Sect, so they naturally paid special attention to the Fuyun Sword Club.
Especially those famous families in Yanyun, Tiancheng Sword Sect can determine their rise and fall to a certain extent!
In the location area of Zhuiyun Peak ( ) Qin Yun found Shui Wanning and Luliu.
As a true disciple who is about to be promoted, Shui Wanning is qualified to go to the sword trial stage to watch the battle, but she obviously prefers to stay in the audience with Lu Liu.
Shui Wanning encouraged: "Work hard and don't let down Master Qingyun's expectations. I believe you will be able to win at least one or two victories!"
Qin Yun nodded. At this moment, he keenly felt an obviously malicious gaze being cast directly on him!
Qin Yun turned around and immediately saw the man in white standing in the crowd not far away. It was Feng Wuji.
Finding Qin Yun looking at him, Feng Wuji showed a cold smile with a very disdainful expression.
He walked straight over and stood in front of Qin Yun, and said unceremoniously: "Qin Yun, my first challenge today is Chai Yunfeng. If you have the guts, go up to the stage and challenge. If you are afraid of losing, go back as soon as possible!"
This is the location of Zhuiyun Peak, surrounded by disciples of Zhuiyun Peak. When they heard that Feng Wuji was so arrogant, many people looked at him angrily. Even Shui Wanning frowned, feeling displeased in her heart.
Qin Yun smiled faintly and looked at him with unspeakable contempt: "It's just a defeated general. Am I still afraid of you? If you have the guts, we might as well have another bet. If I lose, give me both hands.
Do you dare to contribute five hundred sects?"
Qin Yun was rarely so aggressive, but in the face of Feng Wuji's malicious provocation, he was tit-for-tat and showed no mercy!
Feng Wuji's breath suddenly suffocated.
His character has always been sinister and cunning, and he is very good at making appearances, so he is quite famous within the Sword Sect.
But when I saw Qin Yun today, I didn't know why my heart was filled with evil fire, and I couldn't help but step forward to provoke him.
His original intention was to anger Qin Yun, but he didn't expect that he was defeated by Qin Yun!
Five hundred sect contributions are not a small amount. Tiancheng Sword Sect's sect contributions are difficult to obtain and are extremely easy to use and practical. Even though Feng Wuji is an inner disciple, it is not easy to come up with five hundred at a time.
There was a trace of mockery on the corner of Qin Yun's lips, and he smiled casually: "Since you don't have the courage, then forget it!"
This is naked contempt!
The other disciples of Zhui Yunfeng beside him could no longer hold back. After hearing what Qin Yun said, they immediately started laughing at Feng Wuji's joke with the same hatred.
"Yeah, get out of here if you don't dare, and you want to challenge us to chase Yunfeng, what a joke!"
"Junior brother, who is this? The cowhide is so coaxing that there is no real thing at all!"
"Hey, isn't this Senior Brother Feng Wuji from Jietian Peak? How come Senior Brother Feng can't contribute five hundred sects? We are just a new disciple who has just started!"
Most of them didn't know Qin Yun or Feng Wuji, but they would stand by Qin Yun both emotionally and rationally. Of course, it wouldn't sound very good if they tried to run against Feng Wuji.
Feng Wuji's originally handsome face turned gloomy and ugly. He stared at Qin Yun with incomparable resentment and said bitterly: "Five hundred sects contributed, I'm afraid you won't succeed, I'm afraid you won't be able to take it out if you lose!"
"If Qin Yun can't come up with it, I'll come up with the five hundred contribution!" Shui Wanning said lightly.
Shui Wanning came forward to guarantee that Feng Wuji had nothing to say. No matter in terms of status, status or strength, he was far behind him. When meeting, he should salute and call him uncle!
Qin Yun smiled, clasped his fists and saluted the disciple next to him: "I would also like to ask all senior brothers to bear witness. If I lose to Feng Wuji, I will lose 500 sect contributions. If he loses..."
"Of course I have to compensate you for the same five hundred sect contributions!" Someone shouted loudly: "If he dares to default on his debt, I, Geng Dazui, will squat in the teahouse every day to publicize the heroic deeds of Senior Brother Feng!"
Everyone laughed loudly, Feng Wuji's face turned from green to black, and he squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "Wait and see!"
Before he finished speaking, he immediately turned around and left.
However, this bet was firmly established. The disciples of the sect valued their promises very much. Feng Wuji could not go back on it unless he was willing to lose his reputation.
At this moment, the hour of rising high in the sky has arrived, and Feng Menglong, the elder of the Tiancheng Sword Sect, stepped onto the sword discussion stage.
He gave a salute in each direction and said in a deep voice after finishing: "Thank you all colleagues for coming to Tiancheng Sword Sect to watch the ceremony and discuss swords in Fuyun. On behalf of Tiancheng Sword Sect, I welcome you all!" Thunder suddenly sounded and rolled over the top of Fuyun Mountain.
This is the welcome and greeting given by the tens of thousands of Sword Sect disciples present to the distinguished guests!
The guests who were sitting on the sword-testing platform stood up and returned the greeting.
Feng Menglong raised his arms and pressed them down weakly. All the cheers and applause suddenly disappeared without a trace. Only his strong voice still echoed above everyone's heads: "Today, the main focus is on the sword discussion of the five peaks. The five peaks of Tiancheng are connected with the branches."
We are brothers to each other, and we compete with each other in swordsmanship just to learn from each other and make progress, and we will not hurt the friendship of the same sect!"
"Erect a golden pole!"
Following his shout, four sword sect warriors worked together to erect a thick wooden pole several feet high.
The wooden pole is divided into straight wooden bars on both sides from bottom to top. On each wooden bar are hung a few to a dozen golden bells, shining brightly in the sunlight!
When the mountain wind blows, hundreds of fist-sized golden bells sway and collide, making a crisp and sweet sound that is carried far away by the wind.
This is the famous championship bell. It is not unique to the Tiancheng Sword Sect. Major sects often use it as a record of their achievements, and it is also known as "fighting for gold and winning the championship"!
Disciples of the Five Peaks of Sword Sect discuss swordsmanship. If they win a match, they can pick a golden bell from the golden pole. The number of golden bells will determine the ranking.
The disciple who wins the victory can also embroider a golden bell on the left sleeve of his sword uniform. This is regarded as a high honor within the sect, although it is not as powerful as the Thirty-Six Tiangang Disha.
But it’s also enough to be proud of.
After the golden pole was erected, Feng Menglong retreated to the southeast corner of the large sword test platform. (This site...your support is my greatest motivation.)
