Seeking the Taoist temple.
The breeze blows, and the strange fragrance of the Enlightenment Tea Tree rises, making Ning Qi feel more comfortable. The white ape in the distance is practicing seriously. Since the light shining on the assessment that day, he has practiced even harder.
Although cultivation is not for the purpose of showing one's saints in front of others, properly displaying oneself can indeed make cultivation more motivated.
Ning Qi looked through the classics in his hand.
He reads books very quickly, and he can tell at a glance whether it is useful to him. If some essences can be turned into their own use, he will pause slightly, but even so, it will not take much time.
From time to time, a classic came to him.
There is a small mountain of books in the distance.
This is Ning Qi’s reading volume today.
After reading it, the White Ape will go to the Sutra Pavilion to exchange for a new batch of Ning Qi.
Ning Qi was fascinated by the sight.
"Swordsman Travels? This is what a swordsman from Jiange saw and heard about traveling to Dayan for 60 years. He went west to the desert and encountered a storm, covering the sky and the sun, swallowing the light and shadows. But when he saw the great power of heaven and earth, he realized that he was like an ant..."
He realized carefully and looked at the detailed descriptions, as if he was also there.
For the people in the Wenjian Pavilion, this may be just a special experience of their ancestors. They would not even read such classics too much. At most, some disciples treat them as relaxed reading materials in their spare time.
Many of these classics are travelogues and autobiography. Wen Jiange does not pay much attention to them. This time they were all packaged and sent, and there was no too much copying.
But for Ning Qi, this is an excellent means to enrich his own foundation, allowing him to indirectly understand the world and gain a lot.
He seized the essence of it and continuously absorbed the nutrients for growth.
Nowadays, you only need to spend some time every day to suffocate your spirit. In terms of cultivation, it is easier than before than to break through the Yuandan realm of Jade Liquid Realm, and you have more time to realize the truth and create methods.
“Looking at sea…”
"The strange beast guess..."
Books have been scanned.
Sudden.
Ning Qi paused and placed it on the book in his hand.
"River Rivers."
Interest emerged in his eyes.
Before he entered the sword tower, he knew that the sword intent that the ancestor of the Sword Pavilion had learned was named Jianghe Sword Intent. Then he went to learn about it and found out that the amazing ancestor later changed his name to Wujianghe.
"Is this his autobiography?"
Ning Qi flipped open.
I immediately knew that my guess was true.
He is more interested.
After turning pages and looking closely, I saw that this autobiography only recorded part of the life trajectory of Wu Jianghe.
"From the ordinary time when he was in martial arts, to the initial condensation of Jianghe's sword intent gradually rising, this classic records some experiences of Wu Jianghe during this period, but most of them are trivial daily life and some life feelings, which seem a bit immature. As for the perception of swordsmanship, there are very few. No wonder Wenjian Pavilion divided it into this unrelated pile."
Ning Qi estimated that after asking Jiange over the years, some people may not even remember this autobiography.
"However, we can actually see from it that Wu Jianghe is a late-achieving person. Although some of his daily life is trivial, it is not difficult to see some good habits from it. Asking Jiange is really a blind eye."
Ning Qi shook his head slightly.
Even if this book does not record any insights into swordsmanship, if someone is willing to understand it carefully, he can still gain something. It can only be said that the efforts of the ancestor of Wenjian Pavilion were in vain. From this, it can be seen that the members of Wenjian Pavilion are actually extremely impetuous. Even if they have not messed with the Zhenwu Sect, they will sooner or later become other strong people.
He continued to watch.
Suddenly, his eyes paused.
He turned to the last page.
"If there are later people, whether they are asking the people from Jiange or not, it is because of fate."
Ning Qi frowned slightly, not because of this content, but because he noticed a very subtle fluctuation between the lines. He felt it with all his strength, and the fluctuation became more and more obvious. The Jianghe River in front of him changed his appearance in his eyes.
He sat upright.
A trace of power of heaven and earth condensed beside him, and his divine intention was thriving. Even the white ape looked over in surprise.
Ning Qi's eyes became brighter and brighter.
The energy in his palm condensed and turned into a ball of flame.
Then, this river passage was covered.
In an instant.
The yellowed pages turned into ashes, but there was not a single thing in the ashes. Several silver-lit pages appeared, making Ning Qi's mouth slowly bent.
His feeling is indeed correct!
"This book of Jianghe has a secret. It is not easy to see through this secret. I am afraid that even ordinary heavenly realms cannot do it. I have to be a peerless strong man with a perfect heavenly realm. Maybe Gu Changhe is a little worse. Of course, even if he can perceive the extraordinary things through the last sentence, he will not have the temperament to read such boring books."
Perhaps there was a question that the disciples of Jiange had turned over, but they were not qualified to see the true face.
By chance, it fell into Ning Qi's hands.
Ning Qi shook the silver pages in his hand, looking forward to reading them.
The first sentence shocked him.
"Reply! Regret! Regret! If you can borrow another thousand years from the sky, why worry about not being able to reach the top of the Martial Saint?"
A strong feeling of reluctance was revealed.
Even a peerless powerful man who is perfect in heaven and man can only live for 800 years.
"There is no Martial Saint Law in the world. How difficult is it to re-create the Martial Saint Law with our own strength? It is no less than re-taking the path when our ancestors came."
"However, our ancestors have worked hard and spent tens of thousands of years to open up the realm of Martial Saints. How can we achieve this in just a few hundred years? Only by obtaining a monster that has never been seen in eternity will there be a glimmer of hope!"
"I have only realized something after five hundred years of comprehending the realm of Martial Saint."
"Let this page be left for reference by later generations."
"Remember, if the world is still commanded by Da Yan, those who have obtained this page should not make any comments or talk with others. Be very careful of Da Yan Wusheng!!!"
Ning Qi looked at the information left behind in front.
My heart was extremely uneasy.
I was originally just thinking about looking for any descriptions of the Martial Saint realm from the many classics of the Sword Pavilion, but I didn't expect to learn such amazing news.
He couldn't help but remember the information he had received from King Zhenbei before.
"There is no Martial Saint in the world? Wu Jianghe told me this. Could it be that this Martial Saint is really erased by the Great Yan Martial Saint? Some people don't want the Martial Saint to be born?"
"I can't participate in it with people because if the Great Yan Wusheng knows it, it will be strangled in advance?"
"Then why don't you just kill all the powerful people who are perfect in the realm of heaven and man? Wouldn't this cut off the possibility of others being promoted to Martial Saint from the source? Are you afraid that doing it too obvious will lead to chaos?"
Ning Qi's eyes were faint.
He changed many thoughts in one thought.
After the information from King Zhenbei was sent, he and Taoist Longshan thought that the erasure of the Martial Saint Law should not be done by the Great Yan Wushu, but the pages left by Wu Jianghe obviously made Ning Qi hesitate again.
"It seems that there must be an invisible hand behind this that is controlling everything."
"I originally thought that if one day I achieved the Heavenly Realm, I could start to solve the Demon Sect and the Southern Xinjiang. But now it seems that the Heavenly Realm alone is not enough, and it may be stronger until the Heavenly Realm is complete, and even the Martial Saint realm can be seen!"
Ning Qi has regarded the Great Yan Martial Saint as his imaginary enemy.
Now his strength is already strong enough. When he killed the Wenxin Sword before, he didn't even have 20% of his strength. With this reference, he felt that no one in the Heavenly Realm should be his opponent, and perhaps he was invincible in the Heavenly Realm.
After he was promoted to the Heavenly Realm, he felt hope to fight the Martial Saint.
But it was just him who felt it.
He has no idea how strong the Martial Saint is, and the Great Yan Wu Saint has lived for so long, so I am afraid he is not an ordinary Martial Saint.
Since this is the case, you still cannot expose yourself until you have absolute strength.
Ning Qi took a deep breath.
He understood one truth: the unknown is the most terrifying thing.
"The most important thing next is to figure out how strong the Martial Saint is. The vastness of the world cannot be left without a trace. No matter how it is eliminated, it cannot be completely eliminated. Only by knowing the strength of the Martial Saint can I compare myself with myself and have enough confidence."
"If you really don't understand, then you will continue to practice until the Martial Saint! At that time, no matter what Da Yan Martial Saint he is, no matter what Demon Sect Southern Xinjiang, no matter what Demons and Ghosts, all of them will be killed!"
Ning Qi became a little cruel, perhaps because the information he learned made him a little irritated.
He took a deep breath and adjusted his emotions.
"But there is no need to be too nervous. The top ten strong men on the list of Heavenly Man are probably the perfect realm of Heavenly Man, and some hidden old monsters can still live, which means that the situation may not be particularly serious."
Ning Qi continued to look down.
After Wu Jianghe's alertness was said, he was a serious understanding of the Martial Saint Realm.
This ancestor of Wenjiange is also a natural resource. After five hundred years of understanding, he naturally has not gained nothing.
After Ning Qi saw it, his eyes flashed with inspiration.
"The perfection of heaven and man means the perfection of the three flowers of energy and spirit. The key to the Wu Jianghe comprehended the Martial Saint is to refine the power of heaven and earth as it has been used!"
"The reason why the combat power of the Heavenly Realm is that it can resonate with the power of heaven and earth, but Wu Jianghe feels that this behavior is actually a layer of veil. In analogy, it is like smashing people with guns and cannons in the past life? Although it is not bad, it is far from reaching the essence."
"If we can refine the power of heaven and earth into our body and form a magical power, such as the qi, it is to truly exert the power of heaven and earth, that is, we can truly exert the power of the 'guns'?"
Ning Qi thought a lot in an instant.
I got the inheritance of Qingfeng Sword Saint from Zhuang Chen, and there is a comment.
Take the power of heaven and earth for your own use.
At that time, Ning Qi had many speculations about the promotion path of the Martial Saint Realm.
Wu Jianghe's deduction is similar to this today.
Now it seems that it should be the right path, but this path is correct, and there are many difficulties that need to be overcome.
"But it is not easy to refine the power of heaven and earth into a power that is as freely controlled as the qi. Wu Jianghe spent five hundred years and only had some clues. He guessed that it was related to the three flowers of spirit and spirit, and he also made some attempts, but all failed."
"However, these experiences are indeed very valuable and can avoid many detours. I believe that the ancestors of the human race were able to open up the realm of Martial Saints by generations."
"It's a pity that it's even harder now than before. It seems that there are big hands controlling everything and preventing the Martial Saint Realm from appearing."
If an ordinary person, even a peerless genius who is difficult to come from in a century and cannot be produced in a thousand years, he will still be desperate.
But Ning Qi's mood had completely calmed down.
His understanding of the heavens gave him confidence.
Give him some time, not even too long, the realm of the Martial Saint is like taking a puppet.
Wu Jianghe's hundreds of years of hard work may be enough for him in a few months.
Ning Qiqi and precious place to put away the silver book pages.
This is one of the few secrets and records he has obtained that have accurate information about the realm of the Martial Saint. When he reaches this realm in the future, he will become his help.
He let out a light breath.
I don’t plan to continue reading the classics for the time being, so it will take some time to buffer one or two.
He closed his eyes and rested, and his mind was filled with inspiration, and he began to think about a recent idea.
How can we keep the qi from the body and survive forever? This will give the brothers the trump card to protect them from safety.
This is the inspiration I have recently found from the classics obtained by Wuxiangmen and Wenjiange.
For others.
Creation is a very difficult and crazy thing, and requires meditation.
But for Ning Qi, it was very happy.
The way he rests is creation.
...
Time passes slowly.
Zhenwu Mountain is becoming more and more lively. As the Zhenwu Sword Monument and Wandao Tower become more and more famous in the world, many warriors come to visit, which actually drives the Qingzhou martial style to become much stronger.
And the first one to bear the brunt.
It is Zhenwu City and its surroundings.
Many warriors stayed in Zhenwu City to settle down, causing the average strength of the warriors here to soar. Zhenwu City was expanded again, and it has become another martial arts center in Qingzhou, gradually showing a trend that it is not inferior to the state city.
It is foreseeable.
As long as there is the Zhenwu Sword Monument and Wandao Tower.
It will be a matter of time before Zhenwu City surpasses Qingzhou City.
Everyone in the Zhenwu Sect was naturally very happy about this.
After all, the Great Yan court had already given the ownership of Zhenwu City to the Zhenwu Sect, which would become the solid foundation of Zhenwu Sect.
Inside the city.
Traffic and bustle.
There are Zhenwu disciples who sit in all directions in the city under the leadership of the guardian and elders to avoid some conflicts. This is inevitable if there are too many warriors. Fortunately, they are basically very restrained with the reputation of Tianjian Zhenren.
Jiang Baishan coughed lightly and said to Song Cheng beside him:
"Seventh Junior Brother, please take them there and deal with some things for you."
Song Cheng was stunned, then thought of something, and then he winked at Jiang Baishan and said with a smile:
"I have everything, Brother Fifth, please wait and see, don't worry."
Jiang Baishan glared at him angrily, and his figure disappeared in the distance after several ups and downs.
Song Cheng smiled, he knew what Jiang Baishan was going to do.
He took his disciples to patrol on his own, and was in a good mood. The thing he was most looking forward to recently was the Zhenwu Taohui.
"There are five days left to be the Taohui. I heard that Xiaojiu said that the Enlightenment Tea Tree has grown this year, so I am blessed!" He thought happily.
Chapter completed!