Chapter 670: Promotion to seventh level, spiritual temperament changes! [Please vote for me!]
"Lotus boat?"
In the carriage, facing the old man with a smile and his eyes closed, the girl who used to be cold and indifferent was now blushing, a little absent-minded, and murmuring.
A few strands of hair fell on the forehead of this girl who was recognized as a genius of the Yin Yang family in Si Tian Prison.
She immediately lowered her head and wrote down the Qi Jue poem just now in a small notebook.
Then, he bit the belly of his index finger and drew a scribbled red circle on the two ink characters "Lotus Boat".
In the quiet space of the carriage, I was really breathing a little.
What happened in just one stick of incense was too dazzling, and so was the playing of the six Kuanglu Mountain travel music. If you missed it, you would be at fault. The old musician only played it once, and it depends on her luck...
A little exciting.
Even if Rong Zhen is in a good mood, he rarely encounters such an urgent and powerless state.
The level of energy consumption is only slightly worse than having her face an unexpected situation with the owner of Die Lianhua.
Music, chess, calligraphy and painting are not what she is good at.
Except for the calligraphy required for writing edicts, Rong Zhen never learned such things in Si Tianjian, in the palace, and by His Majesty's side.
To please His Majesty.
And she is actually the one who doesn't need to deliberately please His Majesty.
On the contrary, it is this kind of cold and cold temperament that does not understand the circle of people, which is particularly appreciated by His Majesty.
But who knew that one day practice would be linked to this small path.
Then he looked at the skinny and hunched old musician in front of him who was concentrating with his eyes closed. He had always been proud of his peers in the palace and even Luoyang in terms of cultivation. Only when he faced those monsters in the Zhongnan Mountain Taoist Temple did he take a closer look at Rong Zhen, and felt a little frustrated in his heart.
Why does this sword wielder's Juemui sword technique not follow the routine? It's all about understanding and no skills.
At this moment, Rong Zhen suddenly remembered what an old musician said recently when he praised Ouyang Lianghan. He was very spiritual and understanding, could learn anything quickly, and was very good at thinking.
Rong Zhen lowered her head and glanced at the small notebook he left for her. She moved her eyes away from the Qi Jue poems she had just written and moved forward. It was also her handwriting. There were only two and a half poems in the piano notebook, which was far from enough.
Rong Zhen only had time to keep these six pieces of music that the old musician had just played in sequence.
But in fact, from the moment he heard the end of the first piece of music, Rong Zhen had basically resigned himself to his fate, knowing that he would not be able to finish it.
So, she just tried her best to write down what she could remember. The more she wrote, the better.
Moreover, this was not recorded for herself.
Rong Zhen held the small book in his hand, slightly tightened his grip on a corner of the page, opened the curtain, and looked back at the back of the carriage.
There was no shadow of Ouyang Lianghan's carriage, and only the dark shadow of the tall city wall remained in the distant night.
The carriage she and the old musician were riding in had already passed through the West City Gate, and Ouyang Lianghan's carriage must have just stopped at the city gate to say goodbye.
Rong Zhen listened intently to the old musician playing the piano for a while, but he and the carriage had disappeared.
Rong Zhen suddenly turned his head and asked:
"Old senior, can't you really play it again? Junior... Junior is a little stupid. It's really hard to remember. You can choose a day to play it again, just this one time. If you can... let junior lead Ouyang Liang
It will be better if John comes together."
The old musician shook his head:
"The Tao should not be taught lightly, and the Dharma should not be sold cheaply. Sometimes, the more quietly and accidentally you get something, the more profound your memory will be. This is called fate.
"Just like you want to listen to this song with the wise and spiritual Governor Ouyang, but he has always been here before, but he is not here tonight. This is also a matter of fate and destiny, so why force it.
"Corresponding to fate, there is a word in Buddhism called attachment. Girl Rong, you are attached to it. The more you want something, the harder it is to get it. On the contrary, it doesn't matter, but you can get everything.
"If you want to become a true sword wielder, the most entry-level level is also the first level, which is to break the image in your heart with one sword. Only by breaking this image and this obsession can you enter this terminal line.
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"All sword holders are like this. The senior was like this, I am like this, and the owner of Dielianhua you have always hated must be like this. The moment he became a sword holder, he was either very sad, indifferent or great.
Quickly kill the obsessive thing in your heart. If you don't kill it, how can you hold the sword?
"Even if you don't want to be a sword bearer who takes the traditional path like me, you still need to get through this.
"Girl Rong, I didn't mean to embarrass you, or not tell you that I had played [Emperor Wen]'s Sword Jue, but I saw the eagerness and impatience in your heart under your indifferent appearance, so I wanted to wait a little longer.
, wait until you are no longer obsessed with it.
"However, it seems that the opportunity has not come yet, and you are not ready. If you play it again, the ending will still be the same. You want to bring Ouyang Lianghan here because you want to prepare more, but how much preparation should be done is called
Are you fully prepared?
"Even if you memorize all six zither tunes and let me or a skilled musician play them day and night, and the six zither tunes linger in your ears, you still won't hear the sound of the zither coming from afar.
"On the contrary, I just happened to say it by chance. The time to play it again was just right, but it's a pity that no one took the opportunity.
"That's it for now. Girl Rong, please go back and think about it."
The old musician suddenly smiled;
"Of course, if you can ask the Saint of Luoyang for instructions and ask her to personally issue an order to order me to play it a hundred times again, I will obey the order. You still have to listen to the Saint's words, but this is not what you want."
Rong Zhen looked sad and thoughtful.
After a while, the old musician was sent away.
At the entrance of Xunyang Grottoes, Rong Zhen suddenly turned around and looked in the direction of Xunyang City in the distance.
What about that kid!
Why is he in such a hurry to go back?
Rong Zhen's eyebrows were raised, she hugged the xylophone, clutched a small book tightly, and walked into the deep night dressed in lavender clothes.
There is a bright moon in the distance, hanging quietly over Xunyang City.
…
The carriage they were sitting on had already turned back to the city and headed towards Xunyang Tower.
Away from the west city gate, and the carriage of Rong Zhen, the old musician and others who were drifting away.
Ali was driving diligently and didn't notice anything unusual in the rear compartment. At most, he thought the piano music that just echoed in the night was a bit pleasant...
Ouyang Rong didn't have the energy to care about Ali's driving.
Before leaving at the West City Gate, the special last note he heard lingered in his ears like a lingering sound.
It’s a real “remaining sound”.
The old musician's piece of music has long since disappeared.
However, Ouyang Rong heard an inexplicable piano sound.
It was different from the music played by the old musician, but it seemed familiar to him. He felt it was particularly familiar and familiar, but he couldn't place it.
The sound of the piano still echoes in my ears.
It seems to come from afar, but it is farther than that.
Like some kind of void that ignores time, spatial scale and distance.
But the sound was incomplete, it stopped abruptly somewhere, something was missing.
Yes, it's missing.
It is the sound of a broken piece of music.
Ouyang Rong felt as if he was being tickled, his mouth was dry and he licked his lips.
Which piece is missing?
He began to think hard...
In the carriage, Ouyang Rong remained motionless, like a statue.
It was obvious that his Dantian had been completely transformed, and the spiritual energy in his body had completely changed from blue to red, but he frowned and wandered for nine days.
The sound is so far away that one cannot tell whether it comes from the past, the present, or the future?
Ouyang Rong's thoughts chased the sound of the piano farther and farther away.
Until a certain moment.
"Giggle--!"
Under Ouyang Rong's buttocks, the piano-shaped sword case in the space of the seat was trembling.
He suddenly woke up, bent down to hold down the shaking piano case, and took a long breath.
So dangerous.
Ouyang Rong reacted belatedly.
[Takumi] noticed something unusual about him, and his thoughts were almost dragged into nothingness by this sword technique similar to the "music sound", like a traveler lost in the wilderness, who may never come back.
Ouyang Rong took a deep breath and comforted himself.
The [Craftsmanship] in the box immediately became a little excited.
The newly transformed red spiritual energy in the body was injected into [Craftsman's Work], and the little guy was obviously excited.
"Seventh grade?"
Ouyang Rong murmured to himself.
I closed my eyes and looked inside again.
Feeling the brand new red aura, it was confirmed that it was the seventh grade.
But this seventh level of cultivation is a bit weird.
Apart from the new reaction from [Artisan's Work], Ouyang Rong was not aware of any other obvious improvements.
Especially for Alchemist Taoism, Ouyang Rong tried to mobilize his muscles and other abilities, but found that the improvement was not big, and the improvement given by the red aura was not a leap.
And there are no new seventh-grade abilities appearing.
Ouyang Rong thought for a while and roughly figured out the taste.
This time I suddenly heard about the Sword Art and was promoted to the seventh rank. It was not a complete promotion ceremony.
First of all, the sword skills required for the promotion of the sword wielder's Taoism.
The sound of the piano representing the unknown sword technique is an incomplete piece of music.
Secondly, the ceremony required for the promotion of Alchemist Dao Meridian was not held.
The incomplete sword art can only be regarded as half of the sword art. Just like when Ouyang Rong understood the true meaning of [Craftsman's Work] and entered the eighth level, he can only enter this level, but he cannot continue until the other half of the sword art is completed.
Improving spiritual energy cultivation will always be fixed at the entry-level stage of entering the eighth level.
As for this time, why was it possible to skip a ceremony and directly break through the eighth-grade bottleneck and enter the brand-new seventh-grade just by relying on the sword technique?
It may be related to the fact that Ouyang Rong has accumulated too long in the eighth level of Dzogchen.
At the beginning, Ouyang Rong took advantage of the dual cultivation with the embroiderer to reach the eighth level of perfection.
This means that two people's dual cultivation can promote each other.
Later, Ouyang Rong and Xiu Niang practiced dual cultivation several times, but Ouyang Rong always stayed at the eighth level of Dzogchen, stuck in front of the door of the seventh level, and the middle threshold has not been crossed for a long time.
But although he was blocked in front of the door, the spiritual energy accumulated by his dual cultivation was like a reservoir, which had been accumulated at the door and was blocked by the door.
Now with the help of the incomplete sword technique, the gate between the eighth and seventh grades has opened a gap.
The water in the "pool" naturally flowed into it, and Ouyang Rong took advantage of the situation to improve his quality.
Ouyang Rong was thoughtful.
In addition, although the sword wielder has reached the seventh level of the Dao lineage, he has not gained new insights into the magical power of the tripod sword.
This is easy to speculate on, because without the complete sword technique, how can one acquire the magical power of the tripod sword?
However, Alchemist's Dao Meridian has not improved, which is a bit strange.
Ouyang Rong thought about it carefully again, and then he suddenly realized:
The sacrificial ceremony should be a promotion condition for the Alchemist Taoism.
I had ignored it before, simply thinking that the sacrificial ceremony only provided surging spiritual energy to help him jump to the next level, and I was not sure whether it was a mandatory condition for the alchemist's Taoism to be promoted as well.
Because he had no other convenient way to improve his spiritual energy cultivation in the past, every time he broke through, he relied on the surging spiritual energy provided by the sacrificial ritual to break through in one go.
Whether it is possible to break through the realm by relying on normal spiritual energy accumulation has not been tested.
But this time, Ouyang Rong came up with another way to improve his cultivation... The complementary complementation of Yin and Yang with the embroiderer, verified this point from the side.
The "pool of spiritual energy" accumulated by dual cultivators pushed him directly and let him step into the seventh-grade gate without completing the sacrificial ceremony.
In fact, this is not to blame for Ouyang Rong not following the rules and practicing spiritual energy in a down-to-earth manner. He meditates regularly for two and a half hours every night, unless there is an emergency.
Ye Weilai occasionally complained that he worked too hard, but if he only had two and a half hours, it was still not enough.
Because of the practice, it is already too complicated.
Take junior sister Xie Lingjiang as an example.
She is the leader of the generation of young Confucian scholars in Bailudong Academy, the jewel of the Xie family in Chen County, and her talent is much higher than that of Ouyang Rong.
But she still spends no less than six hours a day reading, meditating, and practicing.
Although Xie Lingjiang was gentle and tolerant towards his elder brother, he was very harsh towards himself.
After leaving Longcheng County and coming to Xunyang City, Xie Lingjiang stayed in Xunyang Palace. In addition to protecting the safety of the palace, he also practiced meditation.
Even now, with the full help of her senior brother Ouyang Rong, the resources of Confucian Academy and Wu Xing Qi Wang, and with the help of Xiao Mo Jing's unique on-demand service, she has become one of the top ten at the age of less than twenty.
A six-grade sage.
But Xie Lingjiang still didn't stop.
After entering the sixth level, even if the fifth level is still far away, I still dare not relax.
In addition to occasionally accompanying Li Guo'er to poetry gatherings, and going to the Huaiye Lane mansion to meet Aunt Zhen for dinner every two days to "take a look at" the senior brother, she spent almost all of her time in the palace devoted to cultivation, even sleeping.
Meditating.
Ouyang Rong was busy with official duties, so she didn't follow him very much. She just took some time to go check the posts within the limits that Ouyang Rong didn't resent.
Now that the Giant Buddha is about to land, Ouyang Rong often goes to Xunyang Grottoes, and she doesn't follow him every time to stand guard like before...
Anyway, even the most talented Xie Lingjiang has to practice like this, which shows how difficult it is to refine Qi.
Don't look at other people's top academics who have good grades. In addition to thinking faster than you, they are also better at writing.
Looking back at Ouyang Rong, two and a half hours a day is not enough, and he still has an ordinary innate physique. It is simply a dream to try to break through the realm by practicing on his own.
However, Ouyang Rong served as the governor of Jiangzhou and was busy with official duties. He could not take a leave of absence like Yuan Huaimin to devote himself to training.
The two are bound to conflict.
This is also the reason why many Qi practitioners choose to live in seclusion and live in the mountains. There is no time in the mountains, and they will really become addicted to Qi cultivation.
But after entering the mortal world and getting involved in worldly disputes, the cultivation time will inevitably be shortened, unless you encounter a bottleneck and go down the mountain to attain enlightenment...
Hence the extremely difficult sacrificial ritual and the newly discovered wonderful path of dual cultivation.
Used by Ouyang Rongbao.
Breaking away from looking inside, he summarized.
The current level of cultivation is that of the seventh-level sword wielder, who has not yet mastered the new magical power of the tripod sword, and the Alchemist's Taoism is still at the eighth level, at least similar in ability, and cannot master the new Alchemist's Taoism.
But it's not a big problem.
Such an incomplete seventh grade is not without its benefits.
Rank 8 to 7 is a big threshold.
As long as you can cross over, the incomplete seventh-grade that remains motionless at the entry level of seventh-grade is also seventh-grade!
It's red aura.
Compared with blue aura, it is a qualitative change.
There is a huge gap between middle-grade and low-grade products.
The ability of Alchemist Dao Meridian may not be greatly improved.
However, the ability of the sword holder's Tao channel, such as "Return to Come", "Dependent Origination and Emptiness" and other magical powers of the tripod sword, are enhanced by the blessing of the seven-pin red aura of the sword holder's Tao channel...
A smile appeared on Ouyang Rong's lips.
An unexpected surprise.
Just then.
"Sir, we're here."
Ali's respectful voice came from outside.
Ouyang Rong came to his senses.
He opened the car curtain and looked at Xunyang Tower outside.
Yan Liulang was waiting at the door. Seeing him arrive, he greeted him vigorously.
"Mingfu."
Yan Liulang jumped down the three steps in one step, leaned into Ouyang Rong's ear, and lowered his voice:
"Master Xie hasn't come yet. It takes time for a woman to go out and dress up. How about you go up first?"
Ouyang Rong looked at the blue-robed head catcher who blinked at him and nodded lightly.
Put away the sword case, straighten your clothes, get out of the car and go upstairs.
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