Next.
Ning Qi's life gradually stabilized.
Since moving to his new residence, he has approached the Sutra Pavilion, making him feel like a fish in water.
I practice martial arts every day, and spend the rest of my time in the Sutra Pavilion, absorbing the nutrients in it hungrily and turning them into my own foundation.
Thanks to this.
Ning Qi felt that when he was thinking about martial arts principles, he felt like he was helping him, which was even more exaggerated than before.
Due to the advice of Taoist Longshan, the other senior brothers basically did not disturb him. Ning Qi was also happy. He did not feel bored at all. He was full of insight in this life, and the joy of cultivation was infinitely amplified, allowing him to eat the marrow and know the taste.
He was very satisfied with being alone.
Much better than in previous lives.
Moreover, the master and many senior brothers and sisters did not ignore him, but they were just diligent enough to avoid disturbing him.
Ye Qinghe is still the one who comes the most.
Occasionally, if any senior brother goes down the mountain, he will definitely bring some gifts to Ning Qi, all of which are brought by her. However, the types of gifts gradually tend to be unified from the previous variety of things, that is, books.
Everyone knows it.
The younger junior is keen on reading books and often stays in the Sutra Pavilion and never goes downstairs.
but.
What made Ning Qi sigh a little secretly was that Senior Brother Eight was not as close to him as before.
Later, Qin Yun came to Ning Qi's new residence, but stayed for a short time and said something about cultivation and left, and never came again.
Every time, many true disciples gather together during the festival, they will only see each other. Of course, they still smile when they see each other. If Qin Yun goes down the mountain, he will bring Ning Qi some books back, but it will inevitably make him feel a little more alienated.
Ning Qi probably felt it.
Senior Brother Eight seemed a little jealous of himself, not knowing whether it was because of his talent or because of his master's preference for him.
He had no choice but to do this. No matter how talented he was, he could not control other people's ideas.
He can only be as low-key as possible.
Most of the time I spent practicing in the Sutra Pavilion and my own courtyard.
Occasionally, I observe the nature of the world alone.
Gradually, the nine disciples of the Zhenwu Sect gradually became mysterious in front of many outer and inner disciples.
...
In the blink of an eye.
It was nearly a year later.
Ning Qi, four years old.
In the Sutra Pavilion, a short figure in a white Taoist robe was reading classics with both hands on her back, muttering words in her mouth.
"This tiger evil boxing has some meaning. If it can get the tiger evil meaning, it can attract people's hearts and be considered a wonderful method of fighting."
Ning Qi's eyes were slightly amazed.
As the thoughts turned, he had already understood the Tiger Evil Fist, and even seized the essence of it and added it to the Zhenwu Fist he created.
Stand practice is a method of body tempering, which also includes fighting methods, but it is still inferior to the martial arts that specialize in attacking.
For this reason, Ning Qi will practice some attacking techniques in his spare time, and eventually create this all-encompassing Zhenwu Fist, which can be called invincible in the Body Tempering Realm.
Although he seeks the way to immortality.
But it also requires the art of protecting Tao.
Otherwise, if you have a realm, you will inevitably be beaten and killed.
He has all learned about boxing, body skills, swords, weapons and swords, and the few of them are all attaining a state that ordinary people can't imagine.
He has grown too much in this year.
When I read the classics every day, I read at least 10% of the books in the Sutra Library, and they all turned into my own foundation. If I talk about martial arts knowledge, even a strong man in the Gangyuan realm may not be able to match him.
Ning Qi put back the secret book of Tiger Evil Fist, stretched his waist, and his thoughts drifted to the distance.
"In a year, I have perfected my bone refining. At this point, the four realms of tempering my body have been completely perfected. Now, I have a single arm full of five thousand kilograms of strength, which is much more solid than my senior brothers and others. They only had three thousand kilograms of strength when they reached this level."
"But that's not enough, it's not the perfect foundation I imagined."
"It takes two years to complete the four external realms in a year. If you want to complete the four internal realms, then to integrate the internal and external worlds, and to enter the inner Yuan realm, it may take two years, that is to say, you can only enter the inner Yuan at the age of six."
"Compared with ordinary people, this speed is already extremely fast, but I can still be faster."
Ning Qi looked out of the pavilion with his eyes.
In fact, he could have entered the Immortal Refining Realm a month ago, but he did not choose to break through.
Sometimes, slow is for faster.
"In this year, apart from practicing martial arts, I actually focused a lot of my energy on creating stances. I don't know if it was because I touched the upper limit. The difficulty of creating this stance is greater than I thought, and it took me so much time."
"But it's too soon. There is no secret in my eyes. If you understand more than a hundred stakes, in a few days, this supreme stake will be accomplished!"
Ning Qi's eyes were full of expectations.
In his vision, the supreme stance is above the peerless stance.
If he can succeed, he is confident that he will develop internal energy in a year and enter the inner realm.
The gap is much larger, which is why he has not broken through the realm of refining the internal organs for the time being. If he is eager to break through now and then uses the supreme stance to refine the foundation, it will take more time. But if he only practices the four external realms, it will be much simpler.
"Watching the world and everything is inspired by inspiration. Although the true dragon is extremely powerful, it is just one of the things after all."
"If you can save more time, it's better to save more."
Ning Qi turned around and picked up a book beside him.
"Miscellaneous Notes on Xuemei Villa".
He rubbed it gently, but it didn't open it.
He knew what was written in it.
The heroic deeds of Ning Ye, the founder of Xuemei Villa, and Mei Jianjiang Xuemei.
And at the end there is a few words.
"In the 27th year of Yongxin, Xuemei Villa was slaughtered by mysterious forces, and there was no one living, which is very regretful."
This was brought back and placed in the Sutra Pavilion when my senior brother went down the mountain two years ago.
Ning Qi took a breath.
"Mr. Feng would retreat because of his master. I think the realm would not be higher than the Yuandan realm, and it is likely to be the second level of Gangyuan Jade Liquid realm."
"The life of Gangyuan Realm is four hundred years old. I just hope that you will not be killed by others."
If possible.
Ning Qi still wants to do it himself.
He felt that there should be no big problem when he arrived at the Gangyuan Realm and killed that person.
Putting down the miscellaneous notes, Ning Qi looked out of the pavilion.
Sure enough, a familiar lazy voice sounded.
"Xiaojiu, are you ready to set off?"
Ye Qinghe pushed the door open and looked like you were indeed here.
Looking at the vast number of books in the Sutra Library, she became very angry.
"You're leaving later. You're still reading here, so just call the nerd!"
Ye Qinghe bent down, and Qingcongyu pointed at Ning Qi's face.
Ning Qi used to slap her hands away and said with a smile:
"Aren't you here yet?"
"Let's go."
Ning Qi took the initiative to walk out.
"It's rare that Xiaojiu, you have to go out on your own initiative. Today, I have to take you to have a good time, don't be bored." Ye Qinghe became excited.
Ning Qi shook his head and laughed.
The supreme stalking skills he had imagined were related to the world. On weekdays, he would at most watch the clouds and snow in some safe places in Zhenwu Mountain, and look at the mountains and waters. Recently, he felt that he needed an opportunity, so he thought about walking around the periphery of Zhenwu Mountain.
However, the periphery of Zhenwu Mountain has not been cleared, and there are inevitably strange beasts. For safety, Ning Qi called Ye Qinghe, a ready-made bodyguard.
He cherishes his life very much and does not feel that he is invincible in the world if he is perfect in bone refining. He can run around alone. If he meets a powerful beast, he will be done.
But unexpectedly, Ye Qinghe was even more excited than him.
Chapter completed!