Chapter 122: Dingyan Pill, Three Turns of Chongyuan Gong
"The skills practiced by my junior brother seem to be very extraordinary."
Xie Duanyang looked at Han Li, scanned it up and down with his spiritual consciousness, and suddenly said something he had never thought of.
Blinking his eyes, Han Li felt a little confused.
To be fair, the "Qingyuan Sword Technique" he practiced is indeed somewhat extraordinary.
But it shouldn’t be visible to the naked eye.
"Junior brother, you may not know that in the past two years, I have successfully practiced the first level of "Dayan Jue" and my spiritual consciousness has increased."
Withdrawing his consciousness, Xie Duanyang smiled and said.
"After meeting my junior brother, I always feel a little strange, but I can't figure out why.
It wasn't until just now that I realized that my junior brother seemed to have more magical power than his peers, and was almost as powerful as those mid-level monks.
Moreover, the skills practiced by my junior brother actually have a miraculous effect on rejuvenating the appearance, which is quite rare."
Having said this, Xie Duanyang glanced up and down at Han Li's face again and praised him.
It has been almost four years since the last time the two met.
Xie Duanyang's progress can no longer be said to be slow, and the increase in lifespan is far greater than the rate of physical aging.
But you can still vaguely see some subtle changes in his eyebrows, especially his temperament that is becoming more honest and reliable.
But Han Li has not changed at all, as if time has completely solidified on him and stopped flowing.
Seeing that Xie Duanyang mistakenly thought that the beauty effect of "Ding Yan Dan" was caused by the exercises, Han Li touched his nose and felt a little funny.
But Xie Duanyang's words just now gave him inspiration, and he knew what he should give in exchange for the pill prescription.
"Brother Zhang, you are wrong. I only practice the very ordinary "Qingyuan Sword Art".
Many fellow disciples in Yellow Maple Valley have practiced cultivation. Although the sword and shield for body protection do have some characteristics, they are by no means as powerful as you think.
As for the appearance, I had a great chance before and got two anti-aging pills made by an ancient cultivator.
I swallowed one pill myself and I still have one pill on hand."
As he spoke, Han Li took out a small jade bottle from his storage bag and handed it to Xie Duanyang.
"Actually, we male cultivators don't really need this thing. It's better to use one or two bottles of other elixirs to improve our cultivation and increase our magic power.
But Brother Zhang, if you meet a female cultivator you like in the future, you might as well give her a gift, maybe you can win the beauty back..."
"Dingyan Pill, isn't it said that this pill requires several thousand-year-old spiritual herbs to successfully prepare it?!"
Open the jade bottle and pick it up with two fingers because it has not been refined by the true fire of your life.
Therefore, compared to other pills, the surface of the "Dingyan Pill" looks a bit rough. Xie Duanyang's eyes widened and he exclaimed.
"Those ancient monks were so extravagant that they actually used such elixirs to refine such useless elixirs!"
Han Li, on the other hand, smiled and said nothing.
Xie Duanyang was also rarely shocked by the "Ding Yan Dan" he produced, and he was extremely proud of it.
However, he was not happy for long. The other party just looked at it for a few moments and then put the Dingyan Pill back into the bottle.
Then, Xie Duanyang frowned and looked thoughtful, tapping his forehead with his fingers from time to time, thinking hard.
Han Li was curious, but he didn't ask immediately. He just sat in his seat and waited patiently.
After about half a cup of tea, Xie Duanyang suddenly showed an expression of enlightenment on his face, stroking his hands and smiling.
""Qingyuan Sword Technique", isn't this the secret technique of Xuanjian Sect back then?
By the way, it seems that Xuanjian Sect was destroyed by Huang Maple Valley hundreds of years ago.
It is natural for this technique to fall into the hands of Huang Maple Valley, but it is really a pity!"
Seeing his expression, Han Li was naturally very flattering and asked Xie Duanyang why he said that.
"Junior Brother Han, you practice this technique, but you don't even know the basics of it?"
Xie Duanyang looked at Han Li curiously, looking surprised, and then quickly shook his head.
"But I really haven't heard much about this, so it's hard to tell whether it's true or not.
Junior brother, just listen to it as a piece of gossip and don’t take it seriously."
After pondering for a moment, Xie Duanyang asked Han Li again after the atmosphere was sufficiently brewed.
"We here in Tiannan have not seen a god-transforming monk for tens of thousands of years. Junior brother, you should also know that?!"
Han Li nodded. Any monk who has practiced for several years would be familiar with this matter.
But immediately, he understood the meaning of Xie Duanyang's words, stood up and asked excitedly.
"Could it be, could it be..."
"Not bad."
Xie Duanyang closed his eyelids, indicating that his guess was correct.
"It seems that the god-transforming monk is the founder of the Xuanjian Sect, and the "Qingyuan Sword Art" is the fundamental method of his practice.
It's a pity that this senior completely disappeared from the world of cultivation not long after he broke through to become a god and swept across both the good and evil paths in Tiannan.
I don’t know if he fell accidentally or if he soared through the sky?"
In order to prove his words, Xie Duanyang carefully took out a jade slip from his storage bag and asked Han Li to place it between his eyebrows.
Han Li injected his spiritual consciousness into it and saw several pictures.
It is an animal skin classic that looks very quaint and old.
The book is in tatters and covered with traces. It has gone through many years of wind and rain and has many defects.
But Han Li recognized the insights contained in it as being related to "Qingyuan Sword Art" at a glance.
"I also accidentally saw it in the Lantai courtyard where the sect collected classics and documents, and made a rubbing of it.
It is said that a disciple of Shenbing Sect accidentally broke into Jiandong Mansion.
Judging from the words, he must be a monk who escaped when the Xuanjian Sect was destroyed..."
Taking back the jade slip, Xie Duanyang seemed to have no intention of saying it.
"When we transform into gods, we are too far away, so we don’t need to think about it.
However, according to what this book says, "Qingyuan Sword Art" also has a set of auxiliary exercises.
This method is similar to "Dayan Jue". It actually has the miraculous effect of Zuo Zhu's elixir formation, which can increase the confidence by nearly half. I don't know whether it is true or not.
I really want to see it with my own eyes!"
Xie Duanyang sighed and sighed leisurely.
There seems to be some gains, but it seems to have no real effect.
Han Li blinked, feeling this feeling in his heart.
For others, this may be a great secret.
But Han Li already knew the "Qingyuan Sword Technique" and "Three Transformations of the Chongyuan Gong" very well.
It can even be said that there is no one in the world who knows this matter better than him.
What "Brother Zhang" doesn't know is that he also has a complete set of refining and formation techniques for the "Qingzhu Peak Cloud Sword" magic weapon.
Anyway, regardless of whether I heard about it today or not, I had already decided to practice this skill.
Now it’s nothing more than being more determined.
After all, it seems that apart from knowing that Qing Yuanzi was a monk who transformed into gods tens of thousands of years ago, nothing has changed at all.
Of course, Han Li was very grateful to "Brother Zhang" for sharing with him the secret technique that helped to form elixirs so generously.
For a moment, he was thinking about sharing the "Three Transformations of the Heavy Yuan Gong".
But soon, Han Li made up his mind.
"How can you say this kind of thing accurately?
If "Qing Yuan Sword Jue" and "Dayan Jue" are really that powerful.
Why was the Xuanjian Sect destroyed by our Yellow Maple Valley, and the Qianzhu Sect could only huddle in the barren far west?"
Han Li shrugged and tried to speak in a relaxed tone.
"Even if there is, it is estimated that the inheritance has been cut off during the process of annihilation.
It is said that at that time, the master of the Xuanjian Sect saw that the sect was about to be destroyed, so he wanted to destroy the sword art on the spot.
Although our seniors from Huang Maple Valley took decisive action, we only managed to grab half of the technique, and what was circulated among the sect was only the fragmentary copy..."