Refining Qi starts from repairing the panel

The words fell like gold beads rolling on a jade plate, and the hall was silent for a while.

"Nonsense."

Song Tonghai scolded, but there was not much anger on his face. He looked at Zhao Yunheng and smiled apologetically:

"I have offended your eldest son, please forgive me. This child has been used to being undisciplined since he was a child."

"This is how children of Jianghu should be."

Zhao Yunheng turned his head and glanced at Zhao Jichang beside him. Seeing his evasive eyes and red ears, he couldn't help but smile. He immediately waved his hand and said indifferently:

"My great ancestor, Taizu of Zhou, also relied on martial arts to build a country. I have heard for a long time that the Song family has a double jade. Quanzi is quite diligent in practicing martial arts on weekdays. I just want to learn a thing or two from each other. I wonder if it is convenient for Brother Song?"

"Since the prince and the prince are so elegant, it is natural."

Song Tonghai immediately stood up and raised his hand to signal:

"Your Majesty, please move."

The martial arts family of the Song Dynasty naturally has a martial arts performance field, which is located on the side of the courtyard, isolated by a bluestone wall. Most of the people who come here to practice on weekdays are the slaves of the family.

Half an hour later, a half-foot-high arena was erected in the martial arts arena, with a height of ten feet and a height of ten feet, made of large pieces of iron and wood.

After the arena was set up, Song Tonghai dismissed his servants and began to clear the arena.

The prince's son has a noble status and fights with others. He is not a martial artist. No matter what the outcome is, he is not suitable for too many people to watch.

Moreover, Zhao Jichang is still young, so it's okay to win, but he will inevitably lose face if he loses.

Song Lingxue held a long sword and jumped onto the stage first. Her green outfit outlined her slim lines, and her head was covered with green hair tied up in a tall ponytail, which made her even more heroic.

Zhao Jichang picked up a long knife from the side of the martial arts performance field, jumped onto the ring in one step, and landed silently. It was obvious that his Qinggong attainments had reached a very high level.

"Miss Song, please go first."

"Your Majesty, be careful."

Song Lingxue's expression did not change, she held a sword flower in her arms, like a tiger and leopard coming out of the cage, and suddenly stepped forward. The sword energy visible to the naked eye was spitting out from the three-foot green peak, and an afterimage was drawn out of her body, heading towards Zhao Jichang's throat.

She didn't hold back at all, and her attack was a killing move.

Before the sword energy arrived, the strong wind had already ruffled Zhao Jichang's long hair on his temples.

The smile on Zhao Jichang's face instantly froze, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He swung his sword to resist and retreated.

clang!

The sound of gold and iron clashing exploded, and Zhao Jichang took more than ten steps back. The blade in his hand trembled violently, and he almost couldn't hold the handle for a while.

Stab——

At the same time, the brocade robe on his chest suddenly split open, revealing the silver inner armor.

Song Lingxue stabbed out two swords in an instant, but held back on the second sword, otherwise the inner armor would have been pierced by her sword.

In an instant, life and death were separated.

"The prince accepts the throne."

Song Lingxue sheathed her sword, cupped her fists and saluted.

"It's because my skills are inferior to others, so thank you girl for showing mercy."

Zhao Jichang felt a little ashamed and did not bother too much. After returning the gift, he jumped off the ring.

"Two phoenixes in one nest, that's amazing..."

Under the ring, Zhao Yunheng let out a long sigh: "Ling Qianjin's martial arts attainment is not far away from the realm of a grandmaster."

It was no secret that Song Lingxue was very talented in martial arts, but he never thought that he would reach this level.

A martial arts master in his twenties, no one of his generation can compare with Song Lingxue.

"Your Majesty, you need to practice more." Song Tonghai shook his head slightly, but his eyes could not hide the satisfaction.

Compared to Song Lingqing, who had joined the Immortal Sect, he valued his eldest daughter Lingxue more. She had been raised according to the standards of the head of the family since she was a child, and Song Lingxue had never let him down.

Now that Ling Qing has entered the Immortal Sect, he has such a daughter beside him and has never thought about marrying her off.

Song Tonghai never considered Zhao Yunheng's proposal.

"Congratulations to me in advance on the great Zhou Dynasty. There will be another great master, who will be the pillar of the country."

Zhao Yunheng's face was full of smiles, and then he suddenly changed the topic: "But I have heard some bad rumors recently, Brother Song needs to be careful."

Hearing this, Song Tonghai's eyes narrowed, and he cupped his hands and said, "Please give me your permission, Your Majesty."

"That little phoenix of yours seems to have been targeted by many people."

Zhao Yunheng walked up to him and whispered softly: "This king is not talking about ordinary people like us."

Song Tonghai's heart suddenly sank, and he almost lost his bearings for a moment: "Please give me a clear explanation, Your Majesty."

The news leaked out so quickly before, and the reason why he was so angry was because he was afraid of affecting Song Lingqing.

Now, the thing I was most worried about has happened.

"The news that the true inheritance of the Phantom Spirit Sect has descended from the mountain has been spread to all the countries in the four directions. This is what I have said. I don't know about the more in-depth news."

Zhao Yunheng whispered softly: "There are people protecting Chufeng's side, but there is no immortal family in the Song Mansion..."

"this……"

Song Tonghai looked panicked, as if he had been frightened, and was speechless for a moment.

"I still have business to attend to, so I will stay here soon."

Seeing Song Tonghai hesitating, Zhao Yunheng smiled faintly: "If there is any trouble, you can send a message to me. At least in the Great Zhou Dynasty, no one dares to touch the Zhao family's royal relatives."

After saying this, he immediately turned around and walked towards the martial arts arena.

Song Tonghai hurriedly asked someone to fetch a cloak, put it on Zhao Jichang, and then sent Zhao Yunheng and his son to the gate.

"My lord, walk slowly."

The sound of horse hooves was like thunder, rumbling, and disappeared in an instant.

Song Tonghai stared at the dust and smoke rising in the sky, the panic on his face gradually dissipated, his expression was cold, and after a sneer, he turned and returned to the martial arts field.

Before Song Lingxue left, she saw Song Tonghai's cold expression and was a little puzzled for a moment: "Why is daddy angry?"

"Follow me." Song Tonghai put away the anger on his face and led Song Lingxue back to the study.

After the screen retreated, Song Tonghai gave a brief explanation of the future, with an even colder look on his face:

"This is force, trying to force me to marry you to his son."

Song Lingxue frowned slightly, and after a slight hesitation, she said, "If it doesn't work out, I will marry into the palace, and I will get married."

Song Lingxue didn't care much about whom she married. She knew how much effort Song Tonghai had put into cultivating her since she was a child.

Now, she is willing to pay for this family, even if it means sacrificing some of her so-called happiness.

Sometimes, in the face of the rise and fall of a family, a little happiness may not be that important.

"What's a good place for you to be a prince?"

Song Tonghai sneered coldly: "If the Immortal Sect really wants to touch my Song family, how dare Zhao Yunheng fart? If the Immortal Sect doesn't take action, what should I be afraid of?"

"It's a useless daughter. I am ashamed to teach my father."

Song Lingxue's eyes dimmed slightly: "If I were qualified to enter the Immortal Sect, dad wouldn't have so many worries now."

Seeing the gloomy look on Song Lingxue's face, Song Tonghai's heart softened and he let out a long sigh:

"If you exchange your daughter for peace, then all these years of my life will really be in vain. After death, I will go to hell. How can I see my mother-in-law? There has never been a child in the Song family who knelt down to survive."

Speaking of this, Song Tonghai's eyes flashed with murderous intent: "If there are ghosts, ghosts, and snakes crossing the border, one of them will come, and we will kill one of them."

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More than twenty miles outside Luofeng City, in front of a lake, more than a hundred cavalry stopped briefly to rest.

"The child is incompetent and has made his father lose face."

Zhao Jichang lowered his head, with a bitter look on his face.

"What's the use of face, can it be used as food?" Zhao Yunheng didn't care much: "Why should a man care about the length of time?"

"The bloodline of the Song family may be really different from ordinary people. In less than three hundred years, there have been two great masters, several great masters, and a fairy seedling. Now there is one more great master."

Zhao Yunheng narrowed his eyes slightly: "My son, please rest assured, this girl will be yours sooner or later."

If such a bloodline enters the Zhao family, the chances of a descendant with immortal bones being born in the future will be greatly increased.

This is a century-old plan.

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Chu Zheng was busy in the treasury until sunset. When he had time to come to the martial arts arena, the arena had been dismantled.

The results of the competition were just learned from some of the attendants who were watching, and they couldn't help but feel a little disappointed for a while.

He has never seen the martial arts master of this era with his own eyes. He doesn't know how far he can achieve it. He is inevitably curious, and now he can only return disappointed.

In a blink of an eye, the moon is in the sky.

After the number of repairs was refreshed again, Chu Zheng used all of them on the general outline of the Great Zhou Tianqi Movement as usual.

[Name: Chu Zheng]

[Cultivation: Zero Level]

[Skills: Fitting Boxing (Level 0), Wind Chasing Sword Technique (Level 0), Great Zhou Tian Qi General Outline (Level 6/Incomplete)]

[Restorer: Level 0 (76/1000)]

[Remaining number of repairs for the day: 0]

[Currently repairable: Introduction to the General Outline of the Great Zhou Tianqi Movement (38/100)]

Seeing that the repair was getting closer and closer, Chu Zheng couldn't help but look forward to it more and more.

To this day, he can finish reading "The First Interpretation of the Immortal Way".

Cultivation of immortality is indeed a miracle. Reaching for the stars and the moon is not an empty talk, and changing the celestial phenomena is just a thought.

To obtain this magical power, Chu Zheng can only place his hope on Qi refining.

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Great Zhou border.

The scorching sun was high, and between the sand dunes was a vast, empty desert. There was no trace of greenery or any sign of life, only rolling yellow sand and waves of heat.

Song Lingqing was sitting cross-legged in the desert. The wind and sand in the sky could not approach the half-foot radius around her, and were blocked by an invisible barrier.

Threads of light yellow air flowed between her mouth and nose, exuding inexplicable fluctuations.

Qin Feng sat not far away, his eyes lowered, as if he was falling asleep.

Suddenly, his eyes moved slightly, he turned his palm and took out a jade book, and slowly opened it.

Under his gaze, the originally empty jade page gradually revealed two lines of writing, all in red.

[Purple Blood Valley, Yeguang Pavilion, and the Earth Dragon Sect True Successor have all gone down the mountain. There are guardians trying to find out your whereabouts. The Song Mansion is in danger, and someone intends to blackmail Song Lingqing into returning. 】

Qin Feng's gaze showed no wavering. The handwriting that appeared slowly disappeared, and the jade page turned blank again.

Then, he took out his jade pen and slowly wrote a line of handwriting.

[The whereabouts have not been revealed yet. We will go to the competition as usual. Song Lingqing has entered Lingquan. 】

The writing only stayed for a moment, then slowly dispersed, and finally returned to its original state.

Qin Feng looked at the gradually disappearing handwriting on the jade book, put away the jade book, and slowly closed his eyes.

The Ten Thousand Sect Hidden Dragon Competition was of vital importance, and he would not inform Song Lingqing of this information at this juncture.

Before returning home, he had warned Song Lingqing that such behavior would bring danger to herself and her family, but she still wanted to go back.

The current result was completely within his expectation, so he felt it was a pity at that time.

In the final analysis, there is no power behind Song Lingqing, and she is not the only true successor of the Phantom Sect.

Being alone and weak, the sect naturally cannot think too much about her.

Mortal blood ties are actually an obstacle to the immortal path.

At the same time, blood feud is also a spur to a monk.

Immortal cultivators don't need so many earthly worries. Using external forces to remove Song Lingqing's burdens is like killing two birds with one stone for the sect.

This is how things are in the world. Whatever you gain, you must lose something. This is the path Song Lingqing chose.

When Song Lingqing returns to the Great Zhou Dynasty, it will be more than twenty years later. No one can say what the situation in the Great Zhou Dynasty will be like by then.

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More than ten days passed in the blink of an eye.

In the past few days, the Song Mansion was as usual, but Chu Zheng gradually smelled something unusual while in the treasury.

During these days, there would often be horse-drawn carriages loaded with wooden boxes that were moved from the treasury, and quietly leave from the back door of the Song Mansion, unknown to where they went.

In just over ten days, almost half of the treasury was emptied. This was accumulated by the Song Dynasty for three hundred years, and it was a quite astonishing figure.

But the warriors guarding the treasury did not seem to notice anything wrong. As always, Song Tonghai and Song Lingxue did not show any abnormality.

Although he felt a little strange, Chu Zheng didn't think much about it. His mind had all fallen on the general outline of the Great Zhou Tianqi Movement.

After more than ten days of waiting, the introductory chapter of the Great Zhou Tianqi General Outline has finally been restored.

The moment the repair was completed, a large amount of information poured into Chu Zheng's mind.

[Introduction to the General Guide to the Movement of Heavenly Qi in the Great Zhou Dynasty: An extremely essential Qi refining method, which is perfect for laying a solid foundation, but it is missing most of it and will take some time to repair. 】

At the same time, the information on the panel has also changed.

[Currently repairable: Part 1 of the General Outline of the Great Zhou Tianqi Movement (0/1000)]

Chu Zheng no longer cared about the number of times needed to repair it, and was completely immersed in the information in his mind.

The Tao should not be taught lightly, so many rules were written in the introductory chapter of Qi Refining.

Those with incomplete minds, those with evil intentions, those who are perverse and violent, those with deep blood feuds, those who have been humbled and humiliated, and those who have been repeatedly oppressed should not be passed on.

The reasons why it cannot be passed on are also noted.

For the above-mentioned people, once they turn over, the sin of killing is too serious, their strength cannot be restrained by their hearts, and they are in a difficult situation of life and death.

These people who practice the method of refining Qi will not go far, and they will eventually be restrained by their inner demons and die violently under their own catastrophe.

Once the method is taught, the cause and effect will be too heavy, which will also cause great damage to the Qi practitioners' own merits.

To start refining qi, you need to absorb the essence of the sun and drink the brilliance of the moon for nine days each, and perform the exercises for eighteen weeks every day, which will lead to spiritual changes in a hundred days.

Spiritual transformation is the first level of Qi refining and the entry level.

If the spiritual transformation is complete, the life span will be three yuan, one yuan and two months, which is a full three hundred and sixty years.

As Chu Zheng expected, the Great Zhou Tianqi General Principle does not have the shackles of the so-called immortal bones, and everyone can practice it.

Even so, the speed of practice is related to the elusive understanding.