Ninety-nine and eighty-one golden talismans flew into the air, circled in the sky above Wu Qingce and formed a huge bell.
"when!!!"
Listening to the loud ringing of the bell, Wu Qingce, who was sitting in the cauldron, suddenly trembled. There was a feeling in his body that was about to come out, but he didn't know what was about to come out.
When the bells gradually dispersed, the eighty-one golden talismans spread out again, rushing towards Wu Qingce like a heavy rain.
One after another, the golden talismans were attached to important acupuncture points on Wu Qingce's body as if they were spiritual, and then attached to the inside and outside of the Ksitigarbha tripod.
Seeing that he was done, Jiang Beiran walked up to Wu Qingce again and took out a jade pendant that exuded seven-color sparkling light from the Qiankun Ring.
This jade pendant is called Huang Luo Tianxin.
It is a Tiandao jade carved from a piece of Tianxin Qiong found on Jinding Island by Jiang Beiran.
If the Golden Crow Cauldron is Jiang Beiran's most valuable discovery on Jinding Island, then this piece of Tianxin Qiong is the second most valuable treasure.
Because it contains a ray of heavenly energy inside, but it is a pity that this ray of heavenly energy is too little, otherwise it would directly surpass the Golden Crow Cauldron and become Jiangbei Ran's most valuable discovery.
After all, among the three great jades, the jade with the aura of heaven is definitely the first.
Because in the face of absolute luck, no matter how strong your cultivation level is, it is just a cloud.
Although Tiandao Jade is of little significance to Jiang Beiran, he believes that this piece of Huangluo Tianxin should bring some good luck to Wu Qingce.
After hanging Huang Luo Tianxin around Wu Qingce's neck, Jiang Beiran took out a mysterious high-grade spiritual elixir with six elixir patterns from the Qiankun Ring. It... is today's protagonist.
Xuan Lei Jiutian Dan.
"Gudu..." Wu Qingce clearly remembered that there was only one pill pattern on the Thunder Flame Tempering Pill.
And this elixir actually has six paths!
While Wu Qingce was extremely grateful to his senior brother for actually refining such a magical medicine to build his foundation, he also did not forget the experience of being almost "torn to pieces" by the Thunder Flame Body Tempering Pill when he was promoted.
'One pill pattern is like this, but the six pill patterns are still not...'
But the next second Wu Qingce shook his head vigorously, getting rid of this idea.
'As long as senior brother is here, these little troubles are nothing.'
"Go on." Jiang Beiran handed the Xuan Lei Jiutian Pill to Wu Qingce and said.
"Thank you, senior brother!"
After Wu Qingce nodded vigorously, he stretched out his hand and took the Xuan Lei Jiutian Pill.
"Remember, you are not allowed to die."
After Jiang Beiran said that, he turned around and left the formation.
Wu Qingce wanted to respond forcefully to his senior brother's words, but he remembered his "hold it in" instruction just now.
I had no choice but to hide these words silently in my heart and prepare to tell my senior brother when the promotion was completed.
"Clear your policy and take your medicine."
Hearing his senior brother's voice, Wu Qingce swallowed the Xuan Lei Jiutian Pill into his mouth without hesitation.
"boom!"
In just a moment, the Xuan Lei Jiutian Pill turned into a ball of extremely violent thunder spirit energy and swept through his body. Wu Qingce lost consciousness without even feeling the pain.
At the same time, the golden talisman attached to his body burned at the same time, converging into a golden flame that burst out from the Ksitigarbha cauldron.
'It seems the medicine is more powerful than I thought.'
Jiang Beiran, who realized this, immediately began to chant.
"The five stars are illuminated, illuminating the five directions."
"Mercury brings disaster, and wood brings prosperity!"
The moment he finished reciting the incantation, Jiang Beiran immediately took out a soul-calming bell from the Qiankun Ring and shook it quickly.
With a rapid ringing of bells, the stone sculptures at the four corners of the formation's east, south, and northwest moved at the same time, and threw chains toward the Ksitigarbha tripod in the center.
"Dang!" "Dang!" "Dang!" "Dang!"
With the sound of four uniform metal collisions, four chains wrapped around the Ksitigarbha tripod at the same time.
"Your Majesty's decree brings you blessings for all your lives."
"Lock!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw more chains shooting out from all directions, wrapping around the Ksitigarbha Cauldron layer after layer.
After Jiang Beiran finished this series of responses, Wu Qingce's violently shaking body in the Ksitigarbha Cauldron calmed down a little, otherwise the golden talisman seal might be shattered at any time and explode into a ball of blood mist.
This is the formation Jiang Beiran prepared for Wu Qingce's promotion.
Twenty-eight Soul Locking Arrays!
This is a formation that Jiang Beiran combined with the twenty-eight carved stars and the Bahuang Suoling Formation.
It has only one function, and that is to prevent the soul from leaving the body.
Jiang Beiran knew very well that Wu Qingce's current body could not suppress the Xuan Lei Jiutian Pill.
So in his preparation for Wu Qingce, there were two most important things.
One is to preserve his physical body from destruction.
The second is to keep his profound knowledge immortal.
But all this is just Jiang Beiran trying to buy time for Wu Qingce. If he wants to successfully change his physique, he must ultimately rely on Wu Qingce's own belief.
When the vibrations of the Ksitigarbha Cauldron gradually stopped, Jiang Beiran slowly put down the Soul-Calming Bell, walked to the piano table and sat down cross-legged.
As a melodious sound of the piano sounded, the nine lotus lanterns that had been rotating around the Ksitigarbha tripod suddenly slowed down, and at the same time, one of them burned with a "bang" sound.
…
"Cer, Ceer, Ceer?"
Listening to the familiar voice in his ears, Wu Qingce slowly opened his eyes.
Looking at the extremely familiar face in front of him, Wu Qingce slowly said: "Dad? What's wrong with me?"
Seeing Wu Qingce open his eyes, Wu Fengmian breathed a long sigh of relief, straightened his messy hair and said: "It's okay, just wake up and it will be fine. Just wake up and it will be fine."
"Cough! Cough cough cough cough!"
Feeling a surge of energy and blood, Wu Qingce coughed violently until he spit out several mouthfuls of blood on the ground.
"Huh...huh..."
After vomiting blood, Wu Qingce felt that his consciousness had recovered a little. He slowly turned his head and saw a face looking at him with contempt.
"Yuan Xingteng!"
Although Wu Qingce still felt that his mind was confused, these three words came out of his mouth.
Hearing Wu Qingce calling his name, Yuan Xingteng laughed and said: "What? Are you not convinced? Get up and fight again!"
Wu Qingce wanted to stand up after hearing this, but was held back by his father.
"Okay, if you lose, you lose. Just go back and practice again."
Hearing the word "lost", Wu Qingce suddenly remembered what was going on.
He is discussing with Yuan Xingteng.
He started practicing martial arts with his father at the age of three, became proficient in various hidden weapons at the age of five, and followed his father to travel around the world at the age of eight.
Along the way, he defeated countless bandits and gangsters. Even if the opponent was a few rounds older than him, he could not stop his darts and needles.
This made Wu Qingce extremely arrogant for a time. After returning home, he looked for people to challenge him everywhere. He picked out all the people with a little bit of fame from all over the country.
No one is his opponent.
After Wu Fengmian found out, he scolded him several times and told him not to be so arrogant.
But although Wu Qingce nodded and said "yes", he secretly did not hold back at all. He even posted "hero posts" widely and asked people from the next town to compete.
In this way, Wu Qingce's fame slowly grew, and everyone called him Xiao Fei Ye Shou, because his father's nickname was Fei Ye Shou.
After receiving the title, Wu Qingce naturally became more and more arrogant, and sometimes even sneaked out alone to find others to compete with.
Until one day, a good friend of my father came to visit. My father called him Brother Yuan. The two of them seemed to have traveled together in the world.
When old friends meet, after chatting about the past and family life, they inevitably talk about their children.
Although Wu Fengmian always said "he loves to play nonsense" when talking about Wu Qingce, his tone was also full of pride.
After hearing this, my father's friend also nodded and praised: "You do have a bit of your youthful demeanor."
Wu Fengmian laughed happily after hearing this and asked: "Where is your son? When I first met him, I thought this boy was handsome, handsome and had an extraordinary temperament."
"Hahahaha." Yuan Yi laughed loudly after hearing this: "Brother Wu, please don't praise him like this. This kid is more naughty than your son. If you praise him so hard, his tail should be raised to the sky again.
.”
"Hahaha, no, no." Wu Fengmian waved his hand, "I can tell from his steps that his basic skills are very solid. You taught him personally?"
Yuan Yi took a sip of tea, smiled and shook his head: "I was indeed the one who taught him when he was a child, but when he grew up, I found that this boy is more talented than me. He can learn ordinary kung fu in one go, and he can speak and express it.
Inhale the surrounding spiritual energy into the body to help..."
"Ouch!" Wu Fengmian exclaimed when he heard this, "Is this kid able to absorb spiritual energy at such a young age?"
"No, I was also shocked." When Yuan Yi spoke, his pride almost overflowed. He was obviously very proud of the fact that his son had such a talent for cultivation.
"Heroes are born from young people, and heroes are born from young people." Wu Fengmian glanced at the young man standing next to Yuan Yi as he spoke, and asked: "Then has he joined the sect now?"
"Well, last year I was spotted by an expert and became his disciple."
"Oh?" Wu Fengmian raised an eyebrow, "Could this kind of talent be taken away by the master of the Hiding Moon Sect?"
"No, no, no." Yuan Yi listened and waved his hands, "To say it, it was a coincidence. When I took this boy out for a trip that day, I happened to meet the sword guard of Shang Guo Qiyao Sect. As soon as he saw him
My son is Xingteng, so I say that his talent is of the highest quality, and I must accept him as my disciple, life or death."
Seeing that Wu Fengmian seemed a little confused, Yuan Yi took the initiative to explain: "This Qiyao Sect is the top sect in Shangguo, and its leader Gong Yangyao is a strong man in the Xuanzun realm."
"Ouch!" Wu Fengmian was shocked again. Although he didn't know much about Shang Guo and had never heard the name of Qiyao Sect, he was very clear about the weight of the word Xuan Zun. "Your son is really
What a great opportunity.”
"Who says it's not the case? Let me tell you, this boy in my family has been different since he was a child. He..."
As a father, when you have the opportunity to brag about your children, you will naturally open up your chat box, such as how you can lift a stone lock weighing 100 kilograms at the age of three, how you can fly over walls and walls at the age of five, etc.
Wu Fengmian is also a very qualified "advocate", and he constantly praises the young master as indeed a dragon among men.
But the speaker has no intention, and the listener has the intention.
Wu Qingce was in his most prosperous period at the moment. How could he hear his father praising other people's sons like this?
So when I heard Wu Fengmian say, "It seems that your son has a better future," he finally broke out.
"Father! Why do you need to gain other people's ambition and destroy your own prestige! Am I worse than him!?"
As soon as Wu Qingce said these words, everyone present was stunned.
But Wu Fengmian quickly reacted and slapped the table: "How presumptuous! You have no right to speak here!"
Wu Qingce, however, ignored him, pointed at Yuan Xingteng, cupped his hands towards Wu Fengmian and said: "Father, why don't we let me have a discussion with him on the spot, then we will know what it is..."
"Shut up!" Wu Fengmian was obviously angry and shouted directly: "No matter how big or small! Go back to your room!"
But Wu Qingce looked at Yuan Xingteng as if he hadn't heard anything and shouted: "Do you dare to compete with me?"
Yuan Xingteng is also a young man at heart. When he saw that Wu Qingce was provoking him head-on, he could not hold back and said with a smile: "Just hit him!"
"No nonsense!" Yuan Yi stopped him immediately.
Seeing that Yuan Xingteng accepted the challenge, Wu Qingce didn't care what his elders said and shouted directly: "Let's go out and fight!" After that, he ran directly outside.
"Okay!" Yuan Xingteng agreed and immediately chased after him.
"You brat! Come back here!"
Seeing both of them quickly disappearing from sight, Wu Fengmian sighed and said, "Oh, this bastard is getting more and more difficult to control. Brother Yuan, I'm telling you a joke."
"Hi!" Yuan Yi waved his hand, "Are you kidding me? This kid in my family is the same and doesn't listen to me at all..."
"ah!"
While the two were talking, they heard a scream coming from outside the house. It was none other than Wu Qingce!
"Oops!" They both exclaimed at the same time and rushed out.
When he came to the yard, Wu Fengmian saw his son who was vomiting blood and fell to the ground, and quickly went up to help him up.
Yuan Yi walked directly towards his son and kicked him.
"You traitor! Who asked you to do such a heavy hand!"
Yuan Xingteng, who was kicked, immediately saluted his father and said, "I'm sorry, father, I just didn't expect... this kid is so inexperienced."
"I think your wings are stiff!" Yuan Yi said and kicked him again.
After spanking his child, Yuan Yi quickly walked up to Wu Fengmian and asked: "How is it? Is your son okay?"
After hearing this, Yuan Xingteng shouted: "Don't worry, father, I only used 30% of my strength. He will just lie down for a few days at most, and he will be fine."
"Shut up! I asked you to speak!" After Yuan Yi finished speaking, he apologized to Wu Fengmian: "I'm really sorry. The dog lacked discipline and was too unruly. I have a Baicao Pill that can cure internal injuries. Please let me know.
Take it."
Although Wu Fengmian felt sorry for his son, what could he say? It was his son who took the initiative to provoke him. His skills were not as good as others. He could only be described as deserved. It was also his fault that he had spoiled him and made him become a mature man.
This made me look fearless today.
After taking the Baicao Dan, Wu Fengmian said "It doesn't matter" and fed his son to eat.
"Cer, Ceer, Ceer?"
…
At this point, Wu Qingce's memory gradually became clearer.
He remembered, Yuan Xingteng.
This was the first opponent who proved to him that talent trumps all hard work.