Changqing Temple, on the Daqingyan, mist filled the air, a figure wearing a Taoist robe sat cross-legged in it, and a white and red cloud floated in it.
Exhale, inhale, steady and powerful, with strange rhythms, the sound of breathing sounds, causing the breeze to sing softly, and the inspiration of heaven and earth comes slowly. One person and one cloud reach the extreme of emptiness, keep quiet, forget both things and myself, and fall into silence in practice, but
People are just pretending, only clouds are truly expressing the wisdom of heaven and earth.
The morning sun was born, spreading its rays of light for thousands of miles, reflecting the clouds and mist into a golden sky, guiding the red clouds to circulate around the sky. After drinking the last drop of nectar and withdrawing his spiritual thoughts, Zhang Chunyi ended today's breathing practice.
The time to practice is in the early morning.
Opening his eyes, Zhang Chunyi's dark eyes flashed with a look of exhaustion. To a certain extent, the current Din Feng Yin De Jue is not so much Hong Yun practicing it as it is him borrowing Hong Yun's body to practice it. This process
The consumption of his mind was not small.
Without Zhang Chunyi's guidance, Hongyun, whose soul was turbid, immediately fell from the monastic state of forgetting things and myself, and the restrained inspiration quickly dissipated.
I was at a loss, and I didn’t know why the warm feeling suddenly disappeared. The red clouds turned around in a hurry, and the body quickly turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye. I saw a blurry face appearing, and it opened its big mouth and kept swallowing.
I want to take a few more breaths of the magic of heaven and earth.
Looking at such a scene, Zhang Chunyi let out a helpless sigh. He found that he still underestimated the matter of cultivating immortals. The monster Hongyun was really not very smart. He had guided it to run around the sky many times, but it was a bit stubborn.
I haven't learned how to do it. Without his guidance, I can't even operate for half a week.
After taking a look at Hongyun who was running around anxiously, Zhang Chun opened his palm.
Upon noticing such a change, I remembered something, and my whole body trembled. The restless Hongyun immediately calmed down, closed his body, turned into the size of a palm, and fell into the palm of Zhang Chunyi's hand.
Holding Hongyun's limp body, Zhang Chunyi stood up and cast his gaze towards the edge of Daqingyan, where there was a figure who had been waiting for a long time.
"Uncle Zhong, tell me if you have anything to say."
After hearing this, Zhang Zhong cleared the clouds and finally stepped onto Da Qingyan and came to Zhang Chunyi.
"Sir, Zhang Tieniu, a handyman in the temple, asked me for leave, saying that his mother was critically ill and he wanted to go home to visit."
Lowering his gaze, Zhang Zhong stated his purpose of coming.
Hearing this, Zhang Chunyi didn't pay too much attention. Instead, he looked at Zhang Zhong a few more times. Compared with three months ago, Zhang Zhong now has an unconcealable sharpness all over his body.
"It seems that Uncle Zhong has developed the strength of the eagle claw. I'm very happy to congratulate you."
Understanding the changes in Zhang Zhong, a heartfelt smile appeared on Zhang Chunyi's face.
The human body is weak. Although martial arts can strengthen the body and strengthen the blood, it still has its limits. The demon power of monsters is overbearing and will feed back the demon body and soul. Coupled with the weird magic, warriors in the strength training realm face
The monster has no power to fight back.
However, once a warrior develops strength, both attack and defense will undergo a qualitative change. At this point, it is possible to fight against monsters. Although it is still limited to those weak monsters, it has finally reached that threshold.<
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Monsters are divided into different levels, from little monsters, to big monsters, to monster kings. The main criterion is based on monster power. In the world of immortality, there has always been a saying about a thousand-year-old monster, which means that a monster can only have a thousand years of cultivation.
Those who are qualified to attack the realm of big monsters are all little monsters.
Of course, this does not mean that a small demon will definitely become a big demon after possessing a thousand years of cultivation. This also involves a qualitative change. The demonic power of a small demon is as thin as mist, while the demonic power of a big demon is as solid as water.
Corresponding to the immortal cultivator, the small demon corresponds to the Sanren realm, and the big demon corresponds to the real person realm. Even if the martial arts practitioner has perfected his strength and becomes a master in people's mouth, he can only fight against monsters with three hundred years of cultivation.
It's the difference between practicing martial arts and cultivating immortality.
However, for Zhang Chunyi, who has just embarked on the path of immortality, having a martial artist as his subordinate is of great use.
"I would also like to thank the young master for the secret technique of tiger, leopard, thunder and sound and the powerful eagle claw technique, otherwise I may not have the chance to succeed in my training."
Looking at Zhang Chunyi with a smile on his face, Zhang Zhong couldn't hide his excitement and bowed again.
"Uncle Zhong, this doesn't have to be the case between you and me. It's also a great thing for me that you can succeed in practicing. I will have many things to trouble Uncle Zhong in the future."
"As for Zhang Tieniu, I remember that he should be the handyman in charge of feeding in the Crane Garden, right?"
There are not many people in Changqing Temple, and Zhang Chunyi still has some impressions of Zhang Tieniu. After all, Heyuan is a place where monsters are cultivated, and he has been there more than once.
Hearing this, Zhang Zhong nodded.
"It's him, Master."
Hearing this, Zhang Chun smiled.
"The order to close the mountain has been issued a long time ago, and there is no communication between inside and outside. He actually got the news that his mother is seriously ill, and he still wants to go down the mountain. It seems that someone can't sit still."
Whispering softly, Zhang Chunyi's smile brought a chill.
"Master, Zhang Tieniu is an honest man. He should be just a pebble thrown out to explore the road. Do you need me to agree to his request first, and then intercept and kill him secretly? This way I can not only try to find out the person behind it, but also temporarily
Stabilize the mood of everyone on the mountain."
Looking at Zhang Chunyi, Zhang Zhong put forward his own suggestion, which was considered a better approach at present. However, upon hearing this, Zhang Chunyi shook his head.
"The order cannot be changed. If I say you can't go down the mountain, you can't go down."
"As for following the clues? There is no need at all. The only one on this mountain who is uneasy and capable of jumping out is the old guy."
As he spoke, Zhang Chunyi cast his gaze in the direction of Heyuan, his eyes looking cold.
In the morning, Zhang Chunyi's order was issued, and there was an uproar in Changqing Temple. Zhang Chunyi's current behavior undoubtedly further showed that something serious had really happened in Changqing Temple, and people were panicked for a while.
In the afternoon, Zhang Tieniu knelt outside Qingsong Courtyard where Zhang Chunyi lived, begging Zhang Chunyi to let him go down the mountain, but Zhang Chunyi ignored him.
Time passed, and it was three days in a flash. Zhang Tieniu knelt outside Qingsong Courtyard for three days and three nights. Finally, he collapsed from exhaustion and was carried back. Zhang Chunyi's performance also made the rest of the Changqing Temple even more chilling.
At dusk, a dark shadow emerged from the Crane Garden, avoiding everyone's sight and quietly heading down the mountain.
Songyan Mountain is steep and full of trees and wild animals. There is only one road that can go up and down the mountain. This road was repaired by Chang Qingzi after he established a watch on the mountain. It was paved with stones and was repaired with a lot of money. <
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However, few people know that in addition to this main road, there is also a secret trail on Songyan Mountain that leads to the bottom of the mountain.