Following Jiang Beiran's order.
Ninety-nine and eighty-one golden talismans flew into the air, circled around Wu Qingce and formed a Hong Zhong.
"when!!!"
Hearing the loud bell ringing, Wu Qingce, who was sitting in the cauldron, suddenly trembled all over. There was a feeling in his body that something was about to come out, but he didn't know what it was about to come out.
When the bells gradually dissipated, the eighty-one golden talismans scattered again, rushing towards Wu Qingce like a torrential rain.
One by one, the golden talismans were pasted on the important acupuncture points of Wu Qingce's body as if they had spirituality, and then pasted on the inside and outside of the Ksitigarbha tripod.
Seeing that the work was done, Jiang Beiran walked up to Wu Qingce again and took out a jade pendant exuding seven colors of light from the Qiankun ring.
This jade pendant is called Huang Luo Tianxin.
It is a Tiandao jade carved from a piece of Tianxinqiong found by Jiang Beiran on Jinding Island.
If the Golden Crow Ding was Jiang Beiran's most valuable discovery on Jinding Island, then this piece of Tianxin Qiong was the second most valuable treasure.
Because it contains a ray of heavenly energy inside, it's a pity that this ray of heavenly energy is too little, otherwise it would directly surpass the Golden Crow Ding and become Jiang Beiran's most valuable discovery.
After all, among the three rare jades, the jade with the energy of heaven is absolutely the first.
Because in the face of absolute luck, no matter how strong the cultivation base is, it is just a cloud.
Although Tiandaoyu was of little significance to Jiang Beiran, he believed that this piece of Huangluo Tianxin should bring Wu Qingce some good luck.
After hanging Huang Luo Tianxin around Wu Qingce's neck, Jiang Beiran took out a mysterious top-grade elixir with six pill patterns from the Qiankun Ring. It... is today's protagonist.
Xuanlei Nine Heavens Pill.
"Gudu..." Wu Qingce clearly remembered that there was only one pill pattern on the Leiyan Body Tempering Pill.
And this panacea actually has six paths!
While Wu Qingce was extremely grateful to his senior brother for concocting such a miraculous medicine to build his foundation, he did not forget the experience that he was almost "torn apart" by Lei Yan Body Tempering Pill when he was promoted.
"One pill pattern is like this, but the six pill patterns are not..."
But in the next second, Wu Qingce shook his head vigorously, throwing away this thought.
'As long as there is a brother around, these little troubles are nothing. '
"Next." Jiang Beiran handed the Xuanlei Jiutian Pill to Wu Qingce and said.
"Thank you, brother!"
After Wu Qingce nodded vigorously, he stretched out his hand and took the Xuanlei Jiutian Pill.
"Remember, don't die."
After Jiang Beiran finished speaking, he turned and left the formation.
Wu Qingce wanted to forcefully respond to the senior brother's words, but then remembered the senior brother's exhortation to "hold back".
I had no choice but to hide this sentence silently in my heart, and I was going to tell my senior brother when the promotion was completed.
"Qing Ce, take the medicine."
Hearing the senior brother's voice next to his ears, Wu Qingce swallowed the Xuanlei Nine Heavens Pill without hesitation.
"boom!"
In just a moment, the Xuanlei Jiutian Pill turned into a ball of extremely violent thunder aura and swept across his body. Wu Qingce lost consciousness without even feeling the pain.
At the same time, the golden talisman attached to his body burned simultaneously, converging into a golden flame and bursting out from the Ksitigarbha Cauldron.
'It seems that the medicine is more powerful than I imagined. '
Realizing this, Jiang Beiran immediately opened his mouth to chant.
"Five-star photos illuminate the five directions."
"Mercury will bring disaster, and wood virtue will prosper!"
The moment he finished chanting the mantra, Jiang Beiran immediately pulled out a Soul Requiem Bell from the Qiankun Ring and shook it quickly.
"jingle jingle jingle jingle jingle jingle..."
With the rapid ringing of the bell, the stone carvings at the four corners of the formation house moved simultaneously, and threw chains towards the Ksitigarbha tripod in the center.
"Dang!" "Dang!" "Dang!" "Dang!"
Following the sound of four uniform metal collisions, the four chains were wrapped around the Ksitigarbha tripod at the same time.
"The Supreme Commander, the four lives will be blessed."
"Lock!"
As soon as the words fell, more chains sprayed out from all directions, wrapping around the Ksitigarbha tripod layer by layer.
After Jiang Beiran finished this series of responses, Wu Qingce's violently trembling body in the Dizang Cauldron calmed down a little, otherwise the golden talisman seal might be shattered at any time and explode into a cloud of blood mist.
This is the formation that Jiang Beiran prepared for Wu Qingce's promotion this time.
Twenty-eight mansion lock spirit array!
This is a combination of the twenty-eight constellations carved out by Jiang Beiran and the Eight Desolation Suo Ling Formation.
There is only one function, that is to prevent the soul from leaving the body.
Jiang Beiran knew very well that it was impossible for Wu Qingce's current body to suppress the Xuanlei Jiutian Pill.
So in his preparations for Wu Qingce, there are two most important things.
One is to keep his body intact.
The second is to keep his profound knowledge immortal.
But all of this was just Jiang Beiran buying time for Wu Qingce. If he wanted to successfully change his physique, he still had to rely on Wu Qingce's own belief.
When the vibration of the Ksitigarbha Cauldron gradually stopped, Jiang Beiran slowly put down the Soul Requiem Bell, walked to the piano table and sat down cross-legged.
With the melodious sound of the zither, the nine lotus lanterns that had been revolving around the Ksitigarbha tripod suddenly slowed down, and at the same time one of them ignited with a "bang".
…
"Cer, Ce, Ce?"
Hearing the familiar voice in his ears, Wu Qingce slowly opened his eyes.
Looking at the extremely familiar face in front of him, Wu Qingce said slowly, "Father? What's wrong with me?"
Seeing Wu Qingce open his eyes, Wu Fengmian let out a long sigh of relief, straightened his messy hair and said, "It's okay, just wake up, just wake up."
"Cough! Cough cough cough!"
Feeling a surge of energy and blood, Wu Qingce coughed violently until he spat out several mouthfuls of blood on the ground.
"Hoo... hoo..."
After spitting out blood, Wu Qingce felt his consciousness regained a bit, he turned his head slowly, and saw a face looking at him contemptuously.
"Yuan Xingteng!"
Although Wu Qingce still felt his mind was in confusion, these three words came out of his mouth.
Hearing Wu Qingce calling his name, Yuan Xingteng laughed and said, "What? 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 competing with Yuan Xingteng.
He practiced martial arts with his father at the age of three, mastered all kinds of hidden weapons at the age of five, and went out to the world with his father at the age of eight.
Along the way, he defeated countless bandits and hooligans. Even if the opponent was a few rounds older than him, they couldn't stop his darts and needles at all.
This made Wu Qingce extremely inflated for a time. After returning home, he looked for challenges everywhere, and he picked out anyone who was a little famous in the ten miles and eight villages.
No one is his opponent.
After Wu Fengmian found out, he reprimanded him several times, telling him not to be so arrogant.
But although Wu Qingce nodded and said "yes", secretly he did not restrain himself at all, and even spread "hero posts" widely, asking people from the next town to compete.
In this way, Wu Qingce's reputation slowly rose, and everyone called him Xiao Feiye Shou, because his father's nickname was Feiye Shou.
Wu Qingce, who got the title, naturally became more and more swollen, and sometimes even slipped out alone to find someone to compete in martial arts.
Until one day, a friend of my father came to visit. My father called him Brother Yuan.
When old friends meet, after chatting about the past and daily life, it is inevitable to talk about their children.
When Wu Fengmian talked about Wu Qingce, although he always said "love to mess around", his tone was full of pride.
The father's friend also nodded and praised after listening: "It does have a bit of your youthful demeanor."
Wu Fengmian smiled happily after hearing this, and asked back: "What about your son, when I first met him, I thought this kid was handsome and handsome, with an extraordinary temperament."
"Hahahaha." Yuan Yi laughed loudly after hearing this: "Brother Wu, please don't praise him like that, this kid is even more naughty than your son, if you praise him so hard, his tail should be up to the sky again .”
"Hahaha, no, no." Wu Fengmian waved his hand, "I can tell from his steps, the basic skills are very solid, and you taught them yourself?"
Yuan Yi took a sip of tea, shook his head with a smile and said, "It was indeed taught by me when I was young, but when I grew up, I found that this kid's talent is higher than that of Lao Tzu, and ordinary kung fu can be learned easily, and he can breathe well." Inhale the surrounding aura into the body and help... "
"Hey!" Hearing this, Wu Fengmian exclaimed, "This kid can absorb spiritual energy at such a young age?"
"No, I was taken aback too." Yuan Yi's sense of pride was almost overflowing when he spoke, obviously very proud of his son's talent for cultivation.
"Heroes make young men, heroes make young men." Wu Fengmian glanced at the young man standing beside Yuan Yi while speaking, and asked again: "Then has he joined the sect now?"
"Well, I was spotted by an expert last year and accepted as a disciple."
"Oh?" Wu Fengmian raised his eyebrows, "Could it be that this kind of talent was taken away by the master who concealed the Moon Sect?"
"No, no, no." Yuan Yi listened and waved his hands, "Speaking of which, it was also a coincidence. When I took this kid out for a tour that day, I happened to meet the sword guard of the Seven Luminaries Sect of Shang Kingdom. My son is so excited, just say that his talent is the best, and he must be accepted as a disciple."
Seeing that Wu Fengmian seemed a little puzzled, Yuan Yi took the initiative to explain: "The Qiyao Sect is the top sect in the Shang Kingdom, and the sect master Gong Yangyao is a strong man in the Xuanzun realm."
"Hey!" Wu Fengmian was shocked again, although he didn't know much about Shang Guo, and he had never heard of the name of Qiyaozong, but he was very clear about the weight of the word Xuanzun. "Your son is really a good opportunity."
"Who says no, let me tell you, in fact, my kid has been different since he was a child, he..."
As a father, when he has the opportunity to brag about his children, he will naturally open up the chatterbox. He can lift a stone lock of a hundred catties at the age of three, and he can fly over the wall at the age of five, and so on.
Wu Fengmian is also a very qualified "praise", constantly boasting that his son is indeed a dragon among men.
But the speaker has no intention, but the listener has the heart.
Wu Qingce is in the most inflated period right now, how could he hear his own father praise other people's sons like that.
So when Wu Fengmian said "It seems that your son has a better future", he finally broke out.
"Father! Why build up the ambition of others and destroy your own prestige! Am I worse than him!?"
When Wu Qingce said this, everyone present was stunned.
But Wu Fengmian quickly reacted and patted the table: "Presumptuous! How can you speak here!"
Wu Qingce ignored him, pointed at Yuan Xingteng, cupped his hands towards Wu Fengmian and said, "Father, why don't you let me have a discussion with him on the spot, then you will know what it is..."
"Shut up!" Wu Fengmian was obviously pissed off, and shouted directly: "It's not big or small! Go back to your room!"
But Wu Qingce looked at Yuan Xingteng as if he didn't hear it and shouted: "Do you dare to compete with me?"
Yuan Xingteng is also a young man at heart. Seeing that Wu Qingce was provoking him head-on, he couldn't bear it anymore, and laughed directly: "Hit it!"
"No nonsense!" Yuan Yi stopped immediately.
Seeing that Yuan Xingteng accepted the challenge, Wu Qingce didn't care what the elders said, and directly shouted: "Go, let's go out and fight!" After speaking, he ran directly outside.
"Okay!" Yuan Xingteng agreed, and immediately chased after him.
"Brat! Come back to me!"
Seeing that both of them quickly disappeared from sight, Wu Fengmian sighed and said, "Oh, this bastard is getting more and more difficult to manage, Brother Yuan, I'm making you laugh."
"Hi!" Yuan Yi waved his hand, "What kind of joke are you looking at, isn't my kid the same, he doesn't listen to me at all..."
"what!"
When the two were talking, they heard a scream from outside the house, it was none other than Wu Qingce!
"Oops!" The two exclaimed at the same time and rushed out.
When he came to the yard, Wu Fengmian saw his son who had vomited blood and fell to the ground, and hurried up to help him up.
Yuan Yi went straight to his son and kicked him.
"Nizi! Who told you to strike such a heavy hand!"
Yuan Xingteng, who was kicked, immediately saluted his father: "I'm sorry, father, I just didn't expect... this kid is so ungrateful."
"I think your wings are stiff!" Yuan Yi kicked over as he spoke.
After beating his own child, Yuan Yi hurriedly 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, and he will lie down for a few days at most, and he will be fine."
"Shut up! I told you to talk!" After Yuan Yi finished speaking, he apologized to Wu Fengmian and said, "I'm really sorry, the dog lacks discipline and is too presumptuous. I have a baicao pill here, which can heal internal injuries. Let your son quickly Take it."
Although Wu Fengmian feels sorry for his son, what can he say? This incident was provoked by his own son. Today's fearless look.
After taking the Baicao Dan, Wu Fengmian said "no problem" and then fed his son to eat it.
"Cer, Ce, Ce?"
…
At this point, Wu Qingce's memory gradually became clearer.
He remembered, Yuan Xingteng.
This is the first opponent to prove to him that talent trumps all hard work.