The colorful civet lizard crawled past his fingers, flatteringly shook his long tail, and took away a jade bead, Zhang Yan's gaze followed it all the way into the gap in the cave wall, and smiled slightly, there are these spirit beasts raised in the cave, usually able to fight flies and insects, sweep dust and scale, poisonous snakes and beasts dare not approach, and only need a shell bead to feed in a year, it is too cost-effective, but it makes him feel regretful that all such living creatures, the residual jade can not be reflected.

Compared to this spirit beast, Tang Yan and his party on the North Island were useless to him, not even as good as chicken ribs.

He once took the initiative to ask Ning Chongxuan to push back this woman, but the other party avoided talking about it, thinking that it was something else, and after thinking about it carefully, he decided that it would be better to hang these people there first, without the worship of the golden pearl and jade pool, to see how long they could support there, and if they left on their own, it would be no wonder to him.

Zhang Yan secretly thought: "Senior Brother Ning said that in three years, there should be a big competition in the door, when the nine peaks will come out, and the disciples of the court will gather, among which there are many outstanding masters in the younger generation, I heard that the next gift is also quite rich, I should practice hard, and I hope to be able to achieve something in the big competition at that time!"

Although the disciples of the True Transmission do not need to go out to kill, they are also fiercely competitive with each other, and the disciples in the other sects are even more hostile to the disciples of the True Tradition, and they are constantly provocative, and the upper court not only does not ask, but sets a reward to encourage this kind of fighting, and there is even a big competition once every three years, so as not to stagnate the cultivation of the disciples in the sect.

As for the subordinate gifts, they are distinguished by the different realms of cultivation of each disciple, and they are also true disciples, but the monks of the Xuanguang realm have received dozens of times more than Zhang Yan, and the magic weapon flying sword is given, the two are not the same, so no matter from which aspect, only improving one's own cultivation is the fundamental importance.

If he was a monk with advanced cultivation, how could Tang Yan take such trivial things to heart?

At this moment, the sky is getting dark, Zhang Yan walked out of the cave, all the way to the cave fire mouth of Lingye Island, every day, it is the third time of the day when the earth fire surges, the mountain top is full of evil gas, the fog is steaming, the spirit is fierce, this time is the best time for him to polish the Yuanzhen.

In the past two months, for the first 20 days or so, he has repeatedly tried the Taiyi Golden Book in the remnant jade, and the time spent is equivalent to a year in the outside world, not only to be familiar with this calligraphy trick in his chest, but also to try the maximum endurance of his body at each stage.

For example, at this stage, he can inhale at most three and a half breaths of evil qi in one breath to refine Yuan Zhen, and if he does more, he will be damaged, and if he does less, he will not be enough, and when he first practiced Gong, he could only inhale half a mouthful at most, but now as his practice and adaptability continue to deepen, the amount he can absorb is also increasing.

In this way, he can maintain his cultivation efficiency to the maximum, so that the improvement of his martial arts is always maintained on a speed line, I am afraid that those monks who have cultivated the Taiyi Golden Book before are not as bold as him, even if they have elders by their side.

However, every step he took was repeated in the remnant jade in advance, until he made sure that he was foolproof, he dared to cultivate on the real body, and thanks to the "Xuanyuan Internal Reference Record", he now has an extremely sophisticated control of the qi machine, and this Taiyi Golden Book has no jerky feeling as soon as he gets started.

Zhang Yan sat down by the earth fire acupoint, honed in January, today is about to refine the first breath of dry spirit true qi, with a "boom" in his ears, the smoke and dust around him, the evil qi gushed out, his spirit suddenly became extremely concentrated, sat down on a stone platform on the near side, slowly inhaled the wisps of golden fire evil qi through his mouth and nose, and then swallowed it, washing back and forth in the meridians, a trace of the essence was constantly forced out of the inner aperture, and was slowly dissolved under the erosion of evil qi, and finally turned into an aura.

Repeating it repeatedly, the aura gathered more and more, I don't know how long it took, he only felt a churning in his internal organs, a mouth, "ha" spitted out a stream of turbidity, look carefully, it seems that there is a faint black and red color, that is the body has been removed from the impurities.

Zhang Yan looked inward, and saw a breath of clear aura like water wandering back and forth in the Dan Trick Acupoint, and in surprise, he said: "It's done!" The first breath of dry spiritual qi is the most difficult, but as soon as this qi comes out, it can be used to draw qi after that, and there is no need to grind as hard as before.

His eyes flickered, now that he had cultivated a breath of dry spiritual qi, he was able to use this to cultivate the first step method contained in the "Lanyun Secret Book".

When he first got this secret book, he couldn't decide which Taoist book to practice first, but when he looked through it carefully and compared it, he found many mysteries in it, and felt that this worry was completely unnecessary. ,

The Ming Qi period is nothing more than grinding the Yuan Zhen and practicing the aura, and here the two Taoist books are the same, but the emphasis is different.

The "Taiyi Golden Book" focuses on the word "refining", focusing on the cultivation and practice of the qi itself, and only a few strokes of the application of the method.

Although the "Lanyun Secret Book" also has a method of how to practice aura, it is not necessarily how clever it is in Zhang Yan's view, compared to the Taiyi Golden Book, it is simply not worth mentioning, but this does not mean that this Taoist book is worthless, this secret book focuses on the word "law", and mainly focuses on how to operate and move after the aura is tempered and change.

In Zhang Yan's mind, this is also understandable, the monks who can cultivate the "Taiyi Golden Book" are at least the middle grade, the qi is one percent, the mighty and domineering, the fierce and the unbeatable, let you change in a thousand ways, I will overcome it one by one, and naturally there is no need to practice any more methods.

The "Lanyun Secret Book" is different, most of the practitioners of this Taoist book are inferior in fog, which is more than one step lower than the upper grade, so they can only take advantage of all kinds of spiritual changes, in fact, the monks who have the lower grade pulse image are all well versed in various tricks of using aura.

To put it bluntly, it is that the Lanyun Secret Book is congenitally weak, so he can only make a fuss about the changes in the aura, and Zhang Yan does not dare to speculate on how Sun Zhenren cultivates, but in his mind, I am afraid that this is a character who interprets the changes in the operation of the aura to the extreme.

The two Taoist books, one for "refining" and the other for "Fa", not only did not conflict, but complemented each other, and practice and application were one, so he decided early on that after practicing the first breath of dry spiritual qi, he would try to see what was so wonderful about the method contained in this secret book!

He simply didn't turn back to the cave, just stood here and ran according to the formula, according to the Taoist book, once the aura around the body is running, it can make the body like flocculent and velvet, light as nothing, borrowing strength with the wind, and stepping on the waves and water.

However, Zhang Yan's trace of spiritual energy is not something that ordinary disciples in the Ming Qi period can have, but a trace of dry spiritual qi refined by the golden fire and fierce wind, which is the most refined, but at this moment, according to the magic trick, he suddenly felt that his body was light, and it happened that a gust of wind blew, and his feet were off the ground, floating like a feather.

This was something he hadn't expected in advance, he fixed his mind, his expression moved slightly, he took a deep breath, and stepped forward, but he stepped on the rising fog cloud, and the whole person was lifted up, like spreading his wings, and suddenly went straight to the clouds!

When he stood still again, he found that he was standing on top of the misty clouds, looking up at the starry sky and looking down at Daze, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "The so-called soaring clouds and driving the fog are nothing more than that! And when I have practiced to the second realm of Ming Qi, I can naturally gather qi into clouds and travel in all directions, this side is the weather of the fairy family!"

At this time, on the other side of Lingye Island, Ling'er was complaining to Tang Yan, "Yanniang, when is this day a head?"

Hundreds of them retreated to the edge of the island, just to avoid those evil qi, those wrestlers are okay to say, to improve their cultivation is only to rely on various secret medicine gold sand, usually do not need to do more breathing, and the body is strong and condensed, as a piece, so the action is as usual.

And these women are different, most of their exercises are biased towards the Yin genus, the golden phoenix and the fire together will feel dizzy, and the five are burned, not to mention the practice, even the door of the grass house does not dare to go out, and can only practice a little in one or two hours every night, even so, you have to be careful, for fear that one will accidentally inhale the evil qi into the body.

If this evil qi enters the body, it will be mixed into the Yuan Zhen, causing the qi to be impure, and over time the inner veins will be worn out, and the foundation will be destroyed unconsciously, so the Chongxiao spiritual machine on this island is like a poison beast to them.

Seeing that Tang Yan ignored her words, as if she had something on her mind, Ling'er rolled her eyes and said, "This Zhang Yan heard that he took Sun Zhenren's secret book, I'm afraid he is worried about Yue at this time, right?"

Hearing Ling'er's ridicule, Tang Yan also smiled and said: "There are many foggy people in the world, but there are very few who can cultivate to be successful, and the real person is a genius who is unique in ten thousand, how can he Zhang Yan compare?"

"Yes, yes, yes. Ling'er clapped her palms and said, "That's right." ”

Tang Yan smiled and said, "Ling'er, the time has come, you can go and cultivate by yourself." ”

Ling'er turned her head to look outside the cottage, "Ah", and said, "Today's evil spirit is finally over, Yanniang, I'm going to meditate." ”

"There you go. ”

Ling'er bowed and retired, who knew that not long after she walked out of the door, she exclaimed, "Yanniang, come and see, is that Zhang Yan?"

Tang Yan was startled, and took a few steps out of the house, but saw Ling'er looking at the sky with a shocked face, and couldn't help but follow her gaze, only to see that under the bright moon, a person stood out of thin air with his big sleeves fluttering, and his robe belt was like a dance.

She looked fixedly, who was it if it wasn't Zhang Yan?

Ling'er was shocked and said: "How long has this Zhang Yan been practicing before he can control his qi and ascend to the sky? Aren't the people around Wang Lang saying that his qualifications are mediocre and unattainable?"

Tang Yan suddenly felt a sense of unexplained irritability in her heart, "Could it be that this Zhang Yan is really a cultivator as Ning Chongxuan said?" No, this person has no background and no roots, even if he has achieved something now, it is just a flash in the pan!"

Although she thinks so, she just doesn't know Weishenme, there is always a dryness in her heart that is difficult to calm down, these days she has been exhausted by the fire and golden phoenix on the island, and she has the heart to ask Wang Jia Shiro for help in advance, but she is still self-conscious, and refuses to take the initiative to lower her figure, but now that she sees this scene, she seems to be stimulated by something, and she is determined not to wait any longer.

She clenched the silk handkerchief in her hand, bit her lower lip, and said sharply: "Ling'er, go to write to Wang Lang with me, just say, just say that I am here every day under the torment of the evil spirit, unbearable, helpless, I hope he will pity me and come to rescue me from the sea of suffering as soon as possible!"

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