In the fifth state of the body, the skin, flesh, tendons, and bones are coordinated at the same time, and the first ray of true energy takes root in the Dantian.
This Qi is different from the vitality flowing between heaven and earth, but is the Qi of the practitioner's destiny.
This true energy determines where the cultivator goes and how far he can go.
Qi can also be divided into nine grades. The highest quality of true qi can either be attached to the true yang, with a golden red color, pointing directly to the avenue of pure yang;
It transforms Xuan Yin into jet black color and has the ability to return to transformation and return to unity.
The lowest level of true qi is full of diseases and disasters. It has congenital defects and cannot enter the ninth level.
There are countless cultivation sects in the world, each with its own inheritance. However, there are only a few people in each inheritance who can cultivate Qi that can reach the ranks of the ninth grade, and most of them are struggling in the miscellaneous Qi.
After all, the Yinxian Sect is a ninth-level sect. It is inevitable to rely on the core inheritance of the sect to cultivate the ninth-level true energy.
However, if a disciple wants to advance to a higher level and develop eighth-grade or even seventh-grade Qi, it depends on personal luck and talent.
The Yinxian Sect has high hopes for Gao Tianhao and spends all kinds of resources on him. It hopes to cultivate a successor who can refine eighth-grade or even seventh-grade Qi. With the foundation laid, he can lead the entire sect to a new level in the future.
Go one level further!
Yuan Feizhou muttered a few more words to Gao Tianhao, corrected his mistakes in the boxing skills he had just practiced, and then told him to go to bed.
Upon seeing this, Zhang Shuzhen was about to leave, but Yuan Feizhou stopped him and said, "Please wait for a while, my uncle has something to tell you."
The two of them sat back at the stone table again. Yuan Feizhou thought about it for a moment and said, "I think that guy from the Wuxiang Sect is a cunning and cunning guy. Maybe a magic talisman has been sent back to the Wuxiang Sect to move reinforcements."
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The situation in the River God Shui Mansion is huge. If his side gains power, our side will definitely lose power.
You also send a spiritual crane talisman to the mountain gate and invite your master."
Zhang Shuzhen nodded when he heard the words, understanding in his heart.
His master is the third elder of the Yinxian Sect. He has cultivated more than eighty acupoints, and his body is full of ninth-grade fierce fire energy. His strength ranks among the top three in the Yinxian Sect.
The first ranked leader is Ren Guanlong, and the second ranked elder is Li Jinshui.
The master's uncle is practicing hard in seclusion, trying to enter the realm of refining the Gang, but at the critical moment, it is difficult to invite him; the fourth uncle is traveling around the world and is nowhere to be found, and he doesn't know where to go to invite him.
The best choice right now is Master Zhang Shuzhen.
However, the fifth uncle had always been at odds with his master, and they had private grievances with each other. It was impossible for him to use the Spirit Crane Talisman to invite him, so he could only entrust Zhang Shuzhen, a disciple of the third elder.
Yuan Feizhou then warned: "After all, this matter involves an ancient river god, and there may be something strange in it.
Ask your master to communicate with the head brother and bring his uncle with him, so that the situation can be turned around at the critical moment!"
Zhang Shuzhen looked shocked: "You actually want to invite this old man?"
"Yes." Zhang Shuzhen nodded and said, "The River God Water Mansion is closely linked to the future rise and fall of our sect. We must try our best to make no mistakes! That boy from the Wuxiang Sect may have taken action a step ahead of us.
Don't let the elders from other sects come together when the time comes, but ours is so sparsely populated that we won't have anywhere to cry!"
"Okay." Zhang Shuzhen nodded in agreement.
The Yinxian Sect has been passed down for hundreds of years, and there has been only one cultivator in the Lian Gang realm, and that is Yuan Feizhou's great uncle.
This uncle's armor, Yin Lei Qi, was superb, and when he refined the Yin Lei Gang, he was even more powerful and powerful. He was also a hero who could dominate thousands of miles at that time.
It's a pity that he died young and died at the age of 200. He left his last words and asked his disciples to refine his remains into the protector of the sect. After hundreds of years of sacrifice and warming, he has been promoted to the level of "White Zombie"
, truly possessing the strength equivalent to that of a major practitioner in the Lian Gang Realm.
He is full of thunderous corpse energy, even more powerful than before!
Almost every disciple of the Yinxian Sect, regardless of internal or external, knows how to refine the Temple Protector God. However, the refined Temple Protector God Man can be divided into superior and inferior ones.
There are seven levels of deities protecting the temple: walking zombies, green zombies, purple zombies, black zombies, white zombies, visible corpses, and empty walking yakshas.
Among them, the three levels of temple protectors, the walking zombies, the green zombies, and the purple zombies, are quite strong, but their joints are stiff, so they can often only do menial tasks, such as moving things for their masters.
Even the Temple Protector at the Zi Zheng level is only equivalent to a cultivator at the Skin Refining Realm, and his combat power is better than nothing.
Within the Yinxian Sect, most of the disciples’ temple guardian gods are at this level.
Reaching the Black Zombie Stage, the temple guardian god begins to transform, equivalent to a cultivator in the bone refining realm, who can come and go like the wind, walk freely, with copper skin and iron bones.
Temple guardians at the Bai Zheng level are in another situation, and the best among them can even be on par with practitioners at the Lian Gang level!
The refining process of the Temple Protector is complicated and rigorous. If you make a wrong step, it may cause the Temple Protector to lose control and injure its owner. However, the refined Temple Protector has little combat power in the first three levels, and is not as powerful as the Temple Protector.
Compared to refining a magical weapon, it is simply not cost-effective.
Therefore, among the sects in the world, except for small sects such as the Yinxian Sect, which have introduced the corpse refining method as the core of the sect, and some demonic sects that kill too much, they often have ready-made materials that can be digested by the corpse refining method.
The Dharma is not widely spread.
After some discussion between the two, Zhang Shuzhen said goodbye and left.
Zhang Shuzhen also returned to his bedroom to meditate and recuperate.
On the other side, in a hotel room somewhere, Liu Qinghou took out a palm-sized pennant flag from his arms, and handed it to Zheng Yunlong, who was sitting opposite him, with a porcelain bottle as high as his thumb.
He looked calm and said softly: "This is called the Demon-Calling Banner, and the elixir bottle contains the Demon-Converting Pill. Didn't you say you know where the county lieutenant's protector is kept? Find an opportunity to use this Demon-Converting Pill.
The pill was secretly fed to the guardian deity.
After an hour and three quarters, a demon will inhabit the body of the protector and use this banner to refine the demon. From now on, the protector will be at your mercy. At the critical moment, he can make the county captain suffer a big loss!"
Zheng Yunlong's eyes were full of salivation, he took the banner and kept it, and said with a straight face: "The fifth elder of Yinxian Sect seems not to be easy to work with. It is impossible to think of swallowing the secret treasure in the River God Water Mansion. It is inevitable.
Move the mountain gate to rescue soldiers.
Although we have the county magistrate to help us, it is not as good as others who directly bring reinforcements from the mountain gate. There is strength in numbers.
Mr. Liu, see if you can also send a message to Wuxiang Sect and invite some senior experts to help out?"
"Zhao Yao Mountain is thousands of miles away from Shihe. It will take eight or nine days for the Linghe Talisman to pass. By the time my elder comes, the day lilies will have already cooled down." Liu Qinghou shook his head to reject the proposal and looked at Wei Ruizhu.
Huo's eyes flashed, "I have better means. I won't be afraid of how many people they come. You don't have to worry."
Zheng Yunlong was puzzled by the fact that Liu Qinghou was obviously a direct disciple of the Wuxiang Sect, but he had no elders accompanying him, so he was allowed to roam the world. He was about to take this opportunity to ask the elders behind him to show up.
But after hearing Liu Qinghou's words, he didn't dare to say more, so he nodded in agreement and left the inn.
Liu Qinghou sat at the table. After a long time, he spread out a piece of rice paper on the table. He took out a large vermilion pen from nowhere. Without dipping it in the ink, he swiped the pen on the paper and the outline was drawn.
A dark circle appears.
In the blank space in the middle of the circle, black fire spontaneously ignited, and a strange and terrifying face raised its head from the fire!
The face is old and wrinkled, and the eyes are tightly closed, but there are dense tentacles growing under the eyelids. If you look closely, each tentacle is a human hand that has been shrunk countless times!
Liu Qinghou knelt down to the old face and said respectfully: "Master, you have to take action this time.
Whether the sect can stand in the world again depends on whether it can obtain the Yin Soldier Flag hidden in the mysterious river this time!"