Chapter Forty-Six: Pill Spirits Come Out of the Breeze
That's it!
Feng Ziqing concentrated all his spiritual power on the sword, and quickly moved his body a step to the left. At the same time, he picked up the heavy sword with his right hand, turned around and used his strength, and swung the sword into the mouth of the double-horned blood tiger, from the mouth to the neck, up and down.
split.
Feng Ziqing was also thrown to the ground by the two-horned blood tiger due to inertia.
The two-horned blood tiger knew that he would die soon after receiving this blow, but he must let this human die first!
It could no longer roar, so the tiger flicked its head and threw the heavy sword far away. At the same time, all four limbs used their full strength. The hind limbs stepped on the legs of Ziqi, with sharp claws deeply embedded in them. At the same time, two forelimbs and one claw
With one claw at the bottom, press Feng Ziqing's lower abdomen; with one claw at the top, press his right chest to prevent Feng Ziqing from moving.
Feng Ziqing's spiritual energy was almost exhausted, so he could only hold the double-horned blood tiger's forelimb tightly with both hands and push it up, but his left arm had been bitten and he was unable to move forward.
He knew that this two-horned blood tiger would die soon. This was just its final struggle. As long as it could survive, he would win!
As time passed, Feng Ziqing underestimated the endurance and hatred of the two-horned blood tiger. At this time, his whole body was covered with blood, and he could no longer tell whose blood was bleeding more.
Feng Ziqing became anxious. He felt that the sharp claws of the double-horned blood tiger had penetrated deeply into his belly. If he went down any further, his stomach would rot as soon as possible, and he would be the one who died by then. He couldn't wait any longer!
He roared angrily and began to frantically absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into his body. If he didn't have time to refine his spiritual power, he would just take a gamble!
He quickly introduces the spiritual energy into the meridians of the whole body, and the meridians gradually expand. If it is not guided in time, the useless impurities in the spiritual energy are refined and eliminated, and used indiscriminately, it will cause the spiritual energy to be disordered and unbalanced, and the meridians of the whole body will be overwhelmed and fragmented, causing minor injuries.
Then the meridians will be cut off, and the person will become a cripple, surviving for the rest of his life, and will die on the spot again.
It’s all about death anyway, no matter what!
As more and more spiritual energy entered his body, Feng Ziqing's body gradually swelled. His eyes were red and his face was somewhat ferocious.
He felt his power getting stronger and stronger, roared, pushed his hands upward, and then punched the double-horned blood tiger on the head, knocking it far away.
He put his hands on the ground, stood up quickly, stepped forward, picked up Chiyue, turned around and ran towards the double-horned blood tiger.
The two-horned blood tiger fell to the ground, and the intact eye was filled with despair. It turned out that the humans at the foot of the mountain had always been so powerful and had not changed.
Chiyue fell down and slashed it hard on the neck. With a click, the neck was broken, and the horns were bloody and the tiger died.
Feng Ziqing leaned on the ground with his sword and held on for a moment. After confirming that the double-horned blood tiger was dead, he relaxed and fell backward without any strength.
The blood-stained snow looks like plum blossoms from a distance.
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Feng Ziqing was breathing heavily, panting like an ox, and his face was full of pain.
The consequences of the crazy entry of spiritual energy into the body gradually appeared. The spiritual energy was disordered and seriously imbalanced. The meridians throughout the body began to slowly crack, and the lines were tiny and visible. It would not take long before they were all severed.
He tried to use the spiritual method of cultivation, and after refining his spiritual power, he tried to guide it, but found that it had no effect.
He sighed secretly. He had not yet mastered the first level of the Mirror Sword Art, and there seemed to be nothing useful in his body. If Old Wu was here, there might be a way. Unfortunately, he was already asleep, and it seemed that he was about to say goodbye to the world again.
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Lao Wu, I died before Qingfeng Village even came out. I'm sorry.
Old fairy, I may not be able to do anything for the girl you are looking for.
Uncle Chen...Old Liu...Girl Jing...
What else can I do
Thinking of this, Feng Ziqing's heart suddenly brightened, yes, I still have sword intent in my natal Qi palace. The old god told me not to use it at will, so I usually forget that there is such a thing!
Feng Ziqing tried to adjust his breathing, endured the pain, and forced himself to calm down. With a thought in his mind, he started to use his mental methods to refine the spiritual energy in his body into a trace of spiritual power, which was integrated into his life energy palace, and peeled off a sword intent.
Come out, force out a drop of natal essence and blood, and at the same time try to use the mental method of Mirror Sword Jue to slowly make the two merge together.
Finally, a hint of warmth came from the natal Qi Palace. Feng Ziqing quickly controlled the sword intention steadily and began to run back and forth between the two natal Qi palaces until the sword intention became stronger and stronger.
He carefully guided the sword intention away from his natal Qi Palace and into his meridians.
As soon as the sword intention entered the meridians, the originally chaotic and unbalanced spiritual energy quickly calmed down like a little brother meeting his elder brother, and everyone in his path surrendered.
Feng Ziqing is running the Mirror Sword Technique mental method throughout the body, and at the same time running the cultivation mental method, slowly refining spiritual power and repairing the meridians.
The sun and moon change.
Feng Ziqing was immersed in his mind. He didn't know how long it had passed, but he felt that all the meridians in his body had been repaired and the large amount of spiritual energy he had absorbed had been refined into spiritual power.
After he circulated his spiritual power for a week, he was ready to let his elder brother Jianyi take his younger spiritual power back to his natal Qi Palace.
The next scene made him overjoyed.
He was overjoyed when he saw the sword intent passing through his natal Qi palace and swimming directly to the Dantian in his lower abdomen. This was a sign that the elixir would be formed!
Feng Ziqing quickly calmed down and let the sword intention circle in the dantian. Only the elder brother Jianyi followed the lead and the spiritual disciples naturally followed the elder brother's footsteps and merged into the dantian.
The sword intention turned faster and faster, and the originally invisible sword intention gradually took on a shadow. A sword cry sounded, a brilliance burst, and a small green sword appeared on the dantian. At this time, the spiritual power began to move closer to the small green sword, and then
Wrap the small sword in a ball.
The spiritual power became more and more intense, gradually glowing with golden light. The small blue sword vibrated, and with a bang, there were ripples, and a green and blue elixir appeared in the Dantian.
The elixir is ready!
Different from ordinary people, there is a small green sword in the elixir.
Feng Ziqing looked around his whole body. The blood had stopped at the injured area due to the bloody battle. As long as he drank a few more bowls of Yuewei fish soup, applied fish bone powder for a few more days, and nourished and repaired with spiritual power, the wound would recover quickly.
He stood up, stretched, and carried Chi Yue on his back, preparing to go down the mountain before skinning the tiger again. Suddenly, a lazy voice came from his mind.
"Hey, it's okay, kid. I've already formed the elixir. I finally look like a cultivator of immortality. Huh!? It's still the sword elixir. Yes, it's good. You won't be beaten to death with sticks after you go out, hahaha."
Feng Ziqing said angrily: "Old Wu, I just escaped from death, can you say something nice? And what's going on with this sword pill? Come out and tell me."
"You can't come out now. You just broke through to the third realm. The spiritual power you gained is not enough. I can only barely support me to speak a few words to you with my soul consciousness. I didn't even plan to say anything.
I saw that you had formed a sword elixir, so I decided to give you a few words."
Feng Ziqing rolled his eyes and said, "Uncle Wu, please open the mouth of gold."
The white-robed man hummed with satisfaction and said: "The sword-nurturing elixir is a sword elixir. The sword elixir is different from ordinary elixirs. The spiritual power that will be exerted in the future will contain vague sword intent, and it will break through to
After reaching the Dong Yuan realm, the sword intent in it will continue to strengthen and materialize as the realm improves. At that time, the enemy can be killed just by relying on the sword intent in the element force."
"Since you have formed a sword elixir, ninety-nine percent of your future life objects will be flying swords. As for the grade, it will definitely not be much different. Don't worry, you can practice the mirror sword with peace of mind in the future.
Farewell."
After hearing this, Feng Ziqing smiled and nodded, saying that it was a worthwhile trip, and asked: "Why did I form the sword elixir? Are the people who condense the sword elixir in the world so powerful?"
"I just came out. I didn't know. I'll think about it slowly. As for the strength of the person who formed the Sword Pill, you will know then. Hehe, okay, break through to the sixth realm as soon as possible, and find my soul as soon as possible.
"Knowledge, before that, just choose a direction and go in whatever direction you want, just don't die. I've said everything that needs to be said, that's all."
Feng Ziqing cursed for a while, as if he woke up, he didn't wake up.
A voice suddenly sounded, "Boy, don't forget, I'm in your head, I can vaguely feel your thoughts, be polite to me. By the way, quickly take that purple hairpin in your hand."
Feng Ziqing was startled, and quickly took off the bamboo hairpin from his head and held it in his hand. Then suddenly spiritual power surged in his palm, and the bamboo hairpin became a little hot. After a while, the bamboo hairpin returned to coolness, and there was a wonderful feeling.
The feeling came to my mind.
"You can't use the original contents of this square-inch object for the time being, so I'll open a small space for you first, which can barely store some objects. Just make do with it. I've passed on the formula to you. I've already cast a blind eye. The Six Realms
Next time, I would have thought it was just an ordinary bamboo hairpin, but it’s gone, and that’s really the case this time.”
As soon as he finished speaking, a few formulas appeared in Feng Ziqing's mind.
Pull out Chiyue and hold it in your hand. With a thought, the heavy sword disappears out of thin air. The next moment, it is retracted into the small space of the bamboo hairpin. Then with another thought, it reappears in your hand. Practice this over and over again until you are proficient.
Yes, yes, yes, Lao Wu is more reliable this time, hahaha
When he returned the sheath, he was still used to the feeling of carrying it on his back and felt more secure.
The barrier has been broken, the skilled man is bold, Feng Ziqing starts to search for the spiritual grass and spiritual fruit all over the mountain.
As winter turned to spring, in addition to the Monster Mountain Range, we searched all the nearby mountains that we could walk on. We really found quite a few, including one person, one horse, two cows and two monkeys. We ate them all, so much so that they were fattened up one by one.
Their bodies are strong, their limbs are strong and strong, and it is difficult for them to get sick. Ordinary ferocious beasts may not be their opponents.
After several months of practice, plus taking the spirit grass and spirit fruit, Feng Ziqing is now at the middle stage of the alchemy realm. He has successfully cultivated the Mirror Sword Art to the first level, but has not yet given birth to a life object, so the sword art is temporarily
If you can't use it, you can at most increase your attack power a little.
Feng Ziqing also beat up all the wild beasts on the nearby hills, killing those that should be killed and keeping those that should be kept, to ensure that Big Fatty, Little Flower, and long-tailed monkeys could live in peace and stability within a few years of his wandering.
The ones who were killed picked some and skinned them, planning to sell them after going out and exchange them for travel in the world.
Fu Gui'er is well trained and after eating the spiritual grass, he can easily handle it even if he is riding on it with Chiyue on his back.
He also went to the edge of the Demonic Beast Mountain Range to search for Deng Zhi's burial place, but could not find it. He was still weak and did not dare to stay in the mountains for too long. After several attempts to no avail, he could only put it aside until he became stronger.
Look for them more carefully.
Everything is ready, it's time to set off.
In the early morning of this day, Feng Ziqing was wearing a green shirt, carrying a broad sword and holding a sword on his back. After going to the cemetery to offer a few bowls of wine, he led the rich man and slowly walked out of the village.
The stone monuments on both sides of the village entrance had long been dim. He raised his head and looked at the sky, which seemed to be bluer.
In the spring of March, it’s time to travel far.
The breeze carries the shadow, and it will soar upward.
[Author's digression]: There is only one chapter today, and a new map will be opened tomorrow.