Chapter 388： unexplored region of tsugen

"Old Ancestor, I think..."

"Why, do you want to build a foundation, form an alchemy, or become a Nascent Soul cultivator? These are still very early. Practice should be one step at a time. Don't be impatient, and don't slack off. The fact of Tongxuan Secret Realm will be discussed after you complete your Qi training. , you going there now is tantamount to seeking death. When you have reached the late stage of Qi training, go out and practice for two years to sharpen your mind, don't be so impetuous, and you need to know more quickly than quickly." Zhang Shiping heard a few words in his tone. He was very stubborn, shook his head, and said to the young juniors in this family with a somewhat preaching tone.

Everything in the family is good, but the disciples of the younger generation are showing signs of being superior and inferior, and they are beginning to be a little clueless. Zhang Shiping suddenly stopped in his tracks, Zhang Hengren needs to pay attention to this, so as not to make the juniors look wrong in the future.

Zhang Tianyu saw that the ancestor stopped suddenly, so he quickly stopped too. Zhang Shiping turned his head to look at him, and said to the child calmly, "Go and practice, don't be so anxious in the future."

"Yes!" Zhang Tianyu was a little helpless, but he still complied. It seems that he won't be able to go to the Mysterious Realm after three months.

"That's good. If you can cultivate to the seventh level of Qi training within one year, I'll give you a gift." After Zhang Shiping left a sentence, he drifted towards the valley.

It's been a while

Zhang Tianyu turned around with a sigh after seeing that the ancestor had disappeared into the depths of the bamboo forest.

And when Zhang Shiping arrived in Guzhong, he first went to the worm room where the second-order phantom locusts were kept in captivity. A man in black, who was wrapped tightly in black clothes, was outside the worm room magic circle, putting the storage The animal bones in the bag were dumped, and after finishing all this, he quietly retreated into the corner, sat up subconsciously, and meditated to practice Qi. However, because one's own mind is not counted, one can only rely on the cultivation instinct of a monk in the foundation building period, and the speed of practice is similar to that of a monk in the Qi training period, far inferior to a normal foundation building monk.

Zhang Shiping wiped the imperial animal bag on his waist, and there were more than a dozen second-order phantom locusts in the insect room circle. As soon as the dozens of phantom locusts landed on the ground, they jumped into the animal bones that were still covered in flesh and blood. After Zhang Shiping took a look, he turned and left, walking towards the quiet room.

Once back in the quiet room, Zhang Shiping stood in front of the iron-wood bookshelf, took out a blank jade slip from the storage bag, and stuck it between his eyebrows. After a while, he put the cyan jade slip on the bookshelf on a small grid.

Zhang Shiping put the skill "Kun Peng Yu" that he had comprehended on it. While on the road, he thought about it all the way and modified a few places, and only then did he form the current wind attribute cultivation secret method. Although he is not a monk with the root of wind spirit, observing the lines on Kunpeng's feathers for a few days gave him the most elementary understanding of the nature of "wind", and he was able to mobilize the wind attribute aura between heaven and earth. Although he is not as powerful as Yuanying Zhenjun, just by waving his hands and throwing his feet, he has surpassed many Jindan stage real people.

Seeing that there are more than a dozen jade slips placed in the compartment of this bookshelf, Zhang Shiping turned and walked towards the futon. It's a pity to say that it would be fine if he understood fire instead of wind. What he practiced was the Fire Crow Jue, which is a fire attribute. If he could figure out how to use the fire energy, then his future practice would be smoother.

Thinking of this, Zhang Shiping took out a stone tablet from the storage bag, looked at the small copper horn in the upper left corner, and looked at its appearance. It would take several years for this token of worshiping nine birds to return to its original state.

After putting away the stone tablet for offering sacrifices to the nine birds, Zhang Shiping lit the bronze lamp, and the dark blue fire burst out from the pure white wick, and was sucked into Zhang Shiping's body bit by bit, and it was drawn from the acupoints on Zhang Shiping's body. The slowly flowing silver flames blended with each other, slowly turning into a group of deep black flames, completely enveloping Zhang Shiping, as if trying to absorb all the surrounding light.

At this time, Zhang Shiping also slowly floated up, about three feet above the ground. The majestic spiritual energy in the Green Bamboo Valley is slowly condensing into a pale blue spiritual energy vortex above the quiet room where Zhang Shiping is.

With the operation of Zhang Shiping's exercises, the swirling vortex of spiritual energy suddenly poured down under his devouring force.

Time passed day by day, until two months later, when he felt a slight movement in the magic circle outside the quiet room, Zhang Shiping opened his eyes, and the spiritual light in his eyes was shining. If other Jindan monks saw it, they must congratulate Zhang Shiping The cultivation base has improved a lot.

However, Zhang Shiping did not have this kind of flamboyant idea. He slowly started to run the formula, refining all the unrefined mana in the meridians into mana, sucking it into the dantian, and following the golden yellow orange As the golden core rotated, Zhang Shiping's aura gradually calmed down Finally, he restrained himself to the point where he was not much different from an ordinary person.

He just walked out. There were three old people from the Zhang family outside the house, and behind them was a monk in a black cloak. This man was about nine feet tall, a head taller than everyone present. .

"Patriarch, there are people from the sect, and they are outside the valley." An old man of the Zhang family bowed and said to Zhang Shiping.

"Did you say what it is?" Zhang Shiping thought that this person should be the one who came to inform him to guard the Lingshi mine.

The old man of the Zhang family shook his head lightly, and replied that he didn't know. Zhang Shiping didn't blame these people for not even asking about things clearly, and there were some things that he couldn't talk to these qi practitioners in the first place.

Zhang Shiping thought for a while, then looked at the man in the black cloak, and said a few words to the man in black, then the man in black who was standing blankly walked up to Zhang Shiping, half-kneeled, and took out the A jade slip, presented to Zhang Shiping with both hands.

He took it over and took a look, he was surprised, then immediately put away the jade slip, and at the same time took out a sound transmission jade slip, stuck it between his eyebrows, and branded the words he wanted to explain.

Then Zhang Shiping threw it casually, and the jade fell into the hands of this man.

Naturally, Zhang Shiping didn't need to say anything to these juniors, he floated up and flew towards the magic circle, he arrived in a blink of an eye, and appeared in the stone pavilion outside the valley in a blink of an eye.

On the round stone pier of the stone pavilion, sat a blue-clothed monk, about forty or fifty years old, with a pair of peach blossom eyes, and the corners of the eyes were slightly wrinkled, which added a bit of charm, but his right hand lacked a little finger , which seems somewhat inadequate.

This foundation builder monk Zhang Shiping knew him. His surname was Wang Mingsan. He was called this name not because he was the third child in his family, but because he had three hands before practicing.