When the blood is on the blade.
Four words: calm, composed, and steady.
There was no sign of any stronger emotion in her, but her words were so decisive that one could not help but feel a chill in their hearts.
Kunwu Xie Buchen is the most popular person in the Nineteen Continents these days. Qu Zhengfeng has heard of his name and his voice, but has never actually seen this person. Instead, Jianchou is actually somewhat involved with this person.
The same extraordinary talent...
One can't help but suspect something else.
But, we are about to set off.
Qu Zhengfeng took one last look at her and couldn't help but laugh.
Jianchou was wondering whether it was an agreement or not. When he raised his head, he heard a whistling sword. Qu Zhengfeng stepped on the Haiguang Sword, and a light as bright as the deep sea flashed across the sky, leaving a trail of light and disappeared.
Is this an agreement or a sneer
Jianchou stood there, thinking for a long time, but still didn't understand.
“Woo woo woo…”
On her shoulder, the little mink called out twice in an incomprehensible way, looked into the distance, then looked at Jianchou beside her, and stretched out its tongue to lick her.
At this critical moment, Jianchou, who was still looking into the distance at the horizon, did not move his head, but his hand directly and accurately blocked the little mink's head.
The little mink was stunned, as if he didn't expect his sneak attack would be blocked, and he became angry and humiliated.
"Ooooooooooooooooooooo!"
Jianchou finally turned around and looked at the little mink that was waving its claws and baring its teeth at him, and couldn't help laughing.
She was too lazy to argue with it. There was a lazy thing sleeping in her sleeve. Look at these guys she kept. What do they eat and do? In the Nineteen Continents Cultivation World, is there anyone more miserable than herself
Maybe there is such a thing as sorrow, but I haven’t encountered it yet.
The wind already carries the chill of late autumn. The distant mountains are dim, the nearby mountains are dark and gloomy, all in a gorgeous scene that is about to burn to the end.
The setting sun sank into the deep blue ocean in the west, making the shadows of the mountains stretch out under Jianchou's feet.
She held the magic axe in her hand, with the little mink sitting on her shoulder, and walked across the low river beach step by step.
However, when she passed a grave in front of her, her steps couldn't help but stop for a moment.
The Qianxiu Tomb in front of Yashan Mountain is not located in any dark place. It can even be said to be exposed to the broad daylight. It does not have the deep, cold and creepy feeling of ordinary tombs. Instead, it exudes an upright aura.
Every grave here seems to look the same, or perhaps the only difference is that the weeds growing on each grave are either more lush or more sparse.
There is no tombstone on each grave.
The grave in front of Jianchou was also nameless.
In front of a patch of weeds, in front of a mound of earth, there were traces of water on the slightly moist ground. An ordinary small wine jar was placed in front of the grave, and it seemed that only a shallow layer of wine was left inside.
When the little mink saw this, its nose moved, as if it was sniffing the strong aroma of wine in the air.
Fiery, mellow, spicy, and intoxicating.
The little mink's eyes suddenly lit up, it let out a cry, and used its hind legs to try to fly off Jianchou's shoulder.
Jianchou realized its intention, grabbed its tail and pulled the little mink back.
“Ooooooooooo!”
What are you doing again!
There are good things ahead!
The little mink had already flown out, but now it was being pulled up by its tail, and it was crying out in pain!
Please don't bully me just because I'm not an ordinary mink!
Its two claws and hind legs were flapping in the air. Jianchou looked at it, then at the jar of remaining wine, and simply put the little mink on his shoulder.
"Yashan is my school, not a place where you can do whatever you want. Let's go."
"Ooooooooooooooooooooo!"
You are bullying Diao again, your master has nothing to do with me!
The little mink roared at Jianchou twice ferociously, showing its great dissatisfaction. However, after Jianchou said these two words, it sat obediently on Jianchou's shoulder, looking back at the jar of wine, drooling with greed, but could only swallow it into its stomach.
Oh, how miserable.
Jianchou passed through countless tombs and finally returned to Yashan.
At this time, Fudaoshanren had no idea that Qu Zhengfeng had left.
In Jianchou's hut, they saw that Jianchou was worried about his two little ones and had already gone out. After thinking about it, they didn't want to stay any longer. Chen Ju was summoned to the Deacon Hall. The little fat man Jiang He was afraid that he would be the next one to be called to do hard labor, so he ran away without hesitation.
In the blink of an eye, people dispersed.
Fudaoshanren simply stood outside the Jianchou Gate, eating a chicken leg while flipping through a booklet and reading it slowly. He even moved his chair outside.
Yashan, amid the increasing number of chicken bones at his feet, slowly sank into darkness.
On the top of Lingzhao Mountain, in the Guihe Well, the cranes have flown away, leaving only a big white goose, which has already started to take a nap.
A dark shadow, with a faint crimson glow, came from a distance as if it was going to swallow up the surrounding darkness.
When Fudao Shanren heard the whistling sound, he raised his head and complained: "You came back too late this time, didn't you? It's almost dark! You actually asked your master to help you guard the door, how mean!"
Seeing that his sorrow had faded, he stood in front of the door of his "home". He had a smile on his face, but the air was filled with the smell of greasy and fragrant chicken legs, which seemed to be lingering.
Following the smell, Jianchou looked down.
A booklet seemed to have been thrown on the ground, tattered and no one knew what was written on it. Surrounding this booklet was…
Chicken bones all over the floor!
The corner of his mouth twitched and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.
Jianchou said slowly: "Thank you, Master, for guarding the door for me..."
I would rather not have such a "gatekeeper"!
Fudao Shanren naturally saw Jianchou's look of disdain and seemed a little embarrassed. He bent down and picked up the book, then swept his feet and shouted, "Go!"
All the chicken bones on the ground were thrown into the air!
At that moment, Jianchou looked at the afterimages left by the bones in the air and finally became speechless.
He is worthy of being the elder of Yashan and a famous figure in the entire Central Region!
This ability of throwing garbage towards one's own door is something that Jianchou can never match even if he flatters him.
After Fudaoshanren finished doing all this, he felt that Jianchou's door was much cleaner and pleasing to the eye. He immediately raised his eyebrows and smiled proudly.
"Is there nothing to say now?"
"… "
There is really nothing to say.
Seeing sorrow and helplessness.
Fudao Shanren put the booklet into his greasy sleeve and asked, "Why did it take you so long to find a mink?"
"I met Senior Brother Qu over there."
A slip of the tongue almost led to an error, and Jianchou quickly corrected it.
Fudaoshanren was surprised: "Him?"
"Junior Brother Qu seemed to have left directly without saying goodbye to Master."
Some of Qu Zhengfeng's thoughts are also quite interesting. It is true that no one has stipulated that you must say goodbye when you leave, but this sentence always sounds strange.
Jianchou told the truth; he couldn't let others know that Qu Zhengfeng was gone.
Upon hearing this, Fudao Shanren was silent for a while, then suddenly cursed, "I will skin him alive when I get back! Do you still regard me, your master, as your master? Really, you think that just because your cultivation is higher than mine, you can be my master? You're dreaming! Oh my, I'm so angry!"
"… "
If he didn't mention it, Jianchou would have forgotten the extraordinary cultivation level of this master.
Although I really wanted to ask Master what level he had reached, but thinking that it would hurt someone, I just endured it.
"Master, when Junior Brother Qu left, he saw through my cultivation at a glance and said that he had already reached the fifth level of the Human Instrument Body Refining..."
"puff!"
Fudaoshanren almost choked on his own saliva. He stared at Jianchou with wide eyes, unable to believe what she said.
"He actually told you?"
Suddenly, Jianchou frowned: "From what Master said, it seems that he knows Junior Brother Qu's cultivation very well."
"cough."
Fudaoshanren looked around quickly, hiding for a long time, and said: "This... At least I can see a little bit, but you know that I haven't been in Yashan for three hundred years. I don't know when he practiced. It was only when you mentioned it later that I remembered. He should have found the body-refining technique from the Sutra Library. Speaking of which, he has reached the fifth level. No wonder he is so powerful..."
The method of body training in "Human Instrument".
The first layer of spiritual energy shapes the flesh and blood, the second layer tempers the bones and muscles with fire, and the third layer nourishes the internal organs with jade.
Jianchou had just completed the first three levels, and his current realm was called the heavenly organs and earthly bowels.
Now she was able to rely on her physical strength to defeat Qi Shaofeng, who had just formed a pill but was not very strong. But there was still a sixth level waiting for her.
The fourth level, embedding spiritual beads into the joints to ensure the strength of the joints, is called "crossing beads and connecting jades";
The fifth level is the realm that Qu Zhengfeng is in now. It is engraved with black wind that can corrode human flesh, blood, tendons and bones, called "black wind bone pattern";
The sixth level is to temper the body with thunder and lightning, which strengthens the bones and flesh of the whole body, and is called "walking with thunder and lightning."
In the Shahong world, Jianchou completed the second and third levels of cultivation by chance. Now he needs to find some suitable spirit beads and embed them into his joints to connect his previously strong bones and flesh, hence the name "Lianbi".
The Lingzhu should be very easy to find, so the fourth level should not be a problem for Jianchou.
But the fifth level has very demanding requirements.
Black Wind, this name sounds ordinary, but it is a place that ordinary cultivators are terrified of.
This wind blows out from deep underground, sometimes it is scorching like fire, sometimes it is cold like ice. When it blows, it is like a steel knife scraping bones or a thin blade cutting flesh. If a person is weak, after being blown by the black wind, it is very likely that only a skeleton will be left, and the person will die.
There are very few places with black winds on the land of the Nineteen Continents. Once there are some, they must be the most dangerous places among the dangerous places, basically in places that ordinary cultivators cannot reach.
Therefore, the next major challenge for Jianchou in his cultivation, apart from the accumulation of spiritual power, is to find the location of the black wind.
Qu Zhengfeng actually found such a place and completed the fifth level of Black Wind Bone Pattern. Putting aside prejudice, Jianchou had to say "admiration".
It just so happened that Fudao Shanren was here too, so Jianchou asked, "My disciple has now reached the third level of body refining. The fourth level was mild, so it was easier, but when I reached the fifth level, it was hard to find a place with black wind. Master knows the land of the Nineteen Continents best. I wonder where I can find such a suitable place for body refining?"
Since Qu Zhengfeng could find it, I should be able to find it too.
Jianchou looked at Fudaoshanren, and Fudaoshanren began to think.
He knitted his eyebrows together, touched his chin, and muttered, "There are such places, but they are all very far away. The Northern Zen Sect, Buddhist Forest, Yin Yang Sect, and the Southeast Demon Territory should have them. I've been there, but they're too far for you. There are still two years until the Zuo Sanqian Small Meeting. I made a bet with those two idiots from Longmen, so we can't delay. So, I can only find you a place that's closer."
That's true.
Regardless of whether Jianchou practices physical training or not, and how his physical training goes, he will eventually have to attend Zuo Sanqian's meeting after more than two years.
If he went too far, there might be danger because Jianchou's cultivation was not yet strong enough to roam the Nineteen Continents. Even if he went out safely, he might not be able to get back on time.
If you really want to practice, you must find a place that is closer.
Jianchou was a little worried: "Isn't there a place like this in the Central Region?"
“… Let me think…”
Fudao Shanren tapped his temples with his fingers and began to pace on the mountain wall.
One step, two steps.
He actually found that his memory was a little fuzzy.
I haven't been to the Nineteen Continents for three hundred years. Everything that happened here back then seems to have disappeared into the corner with the passage of time.
Fudaoshanren had to try very hard to remember a detail of his cultivation.
As he was thinking, he suddenly cursed: "Qu Er, you fool, has bad intentions! Since you said you have reached the fifth floor, you must have found a suitable place for body training, and it is nearby. If I tell you directly, where is the mountain man? I miss him so much now."
"… "
How could Qu Zhengfeng tell her the place
Jianchou had never thought about it this way, but it was better for him to keep silent about the grudge between him and Qu Zhengfeng.
She touched her nose and coughed: "Forget it if there is really no place. It should be okay to practice the later realms first..."
A roll of the eyes.
Fudao Shanren showed her the book without hesitation and could not help scolding her: "Do you think it is so easy for others to define the realm of cultivation for you? Black Wind Bone Pattern will leave some special patterns on the bones of the cultivator, which has countless wonderful benefits. The next realm is Lightning Body Tempering, and if you are lucky, something different will appear. First wind, then thunder, you must not make any mistakes."
"so?"
Jianchou suddenly remembered that when he was in the Shahong Realm, he had experienced the tempering of lightning because of his fight against the Thunder Spirit Pearl.
"Then... what if the body is tempered by lightning first?"
"Cold dish." Fudaoshanren couldn't help but mutter, "Why do you have so many questions?"
“…My disciple was once accidentally tempered by lightning.”
Jianchou finally "confessed" everything.
At this moment, Fudaoshan felt that the ground under his feet seemed a little too slippery.
He leaned on the mountain wall and managed to stand firm. "Can you say that again?"
"My disciple accidentally used lightning to refine his body, but it is probably different from the method of "Human-Device." Jianchou spoke hesitantly.
"Different ass!"
They are all tempered by lightning, what's the difference
Fu Dao Shanren was so disappointed with her that he had the urge to beat her to death: "You deserve to be called an unlucky child! You are lucky to be alive now. Wait until the Black Wind Bone Mark is over and practice again!"
Practice again...
Practice again...
Just thinking about the pain of lightning passing through the body is like piercing your heart.
Jianchou suddenly had an urge to cover his heart. If he had known this would happen, why did he do it in the first place
Fudaoshanren looked at her, who was about to be defeated, and snorted coldly: "Do you know you are wrong now? I told you not to listen to the master."
"Master, did you say anything before?"
Seeing the sorrow, I looked at him dimly.
Fu Dao Shanren glared at him and said, "Say it again, you poor bastard! Master has prepared a pair of pearls for you. If you say it again, I will throw it to the dogs instead of giving it to you!"
Huh
He even prepared a spirit bead for himself
Jianchou was a little surprised.
Fudao Shanren clasped his fists, with an expression that said, "Now you know what a nice and caring old man your master is."
He said proudly: "Master has a small treasury. You should practice hard and defeat Zhou Chengjiang!"
oh.
I see.
Jianchou smiled knowingly, then thought slowly about how his master shamelessly called him a "poor fellow", and began to ponder the possibility of deliberately losing the game so as to split the spoils with Zhou Chengjiang.
Fudao Shanren had no idea that Jianchou had begun to become evil, and thought that he had moved her so much that she could not speak. He waved his hand and said, "Well, you have to bear the consequences of your own actions. The place with the black wind, Master has already thought of it. Six hundred miles west of Yashan, past Baiyue Valley, there is a mountain called Caiyao Peak. Back then, under the cliff behind the mountain, I vaguely saw a black wind coming out of a cave, so the ancients called it the Black Wind Cave. But that was hundreds of years ago, and the black wind itself is sometimes there and sometimes not. After so many years, I am not sure if it is still there."
As he spoke, he touched his chin.
"But since Qu Zhengfeng, the idiot, has found a place, he shouldn't leave this central region. When you finish practicing the fourth level, why not go and take a look at this place. If you are lucky, it should still be there. If not, you can only accept your fate. When there is a chance in the future, Master will find a place farther away for you."
After hearing this, Jianchou nodded silently and wrote down the name "Caiyao Peak".
I wonder, after she reaches the fifth level, will she be able to rival Qu Zhengfeng
The moon over Yashan slowly climbed up the mountain and hung on the high top of the Huanshao Sword. The huge shadow of the Yashan Sword fell on the top of the Lingzhao Sword.
This day happened to be the fifteenth.
Jianchou decided to go into seclusion.
Fudao Shanren gave her a dozen spirit beads and generously allowed her to practice without worry.
The fourth level is not that painful to practice, and it is similar to the third level.
Elbows, knees, ankles...
There are spiritual beads inlaid on every joint of Jianchou.
Sometimes she would fail and the spirit bead would break, but as time went on, Jianchou became more skilled and could clearly control the strength. The cartilage in the joints could directly absorb the power of the spirit bead, forming a jade bead-shaped protection.
The last spirit bead was actually at the larynx, not just the joint.
The last spirit bead on Jianchou's fingertips was a faint blue color and was only the size of a pigeon egg. She closed her eyes, slowly moved the spirit bead closer to her throat, and held her breath.
Faintly, a "click" sound was heard. After the special technique was activated, the spirit pearl actually disappeared directly into Jianchou's neck, as if it had disappeared in an instant. Only a round bead-like shadow flashed by at her larynx.
When he opened his eyes again, Jianchou finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Although she couldn't see it, she could still feel that her whole body, from flesh to joints, had been "fully armed".
So…
What will happen to the Black Wind Bone
Jianchou got up from the mat, slowly walked to the door and opened it.
Another golden full moon illuminates the entire Yashan Mountain.
A chill came in from outside. In the middle of the night, the frost was very heavy and the ground was covered with white snow. Even the vines not far from the Jianchou Gate were covered with a layer of white frost.
Winter is almost here.
This time, she spent a whole month in seclusion to practice the fourth level of "Human Instrument".
Walking out of the house, Jianchou thought that there was not much time left.
There are still two years before Zuo Sanqian's meeting. She should go to the west of Yashan, pass Baiyue Valley, and reach the Herb Picking Peak.
It's time to start again.