Refining Qi starts from repairing the panel

When Chu Zheng first got the incomplete manuscript, he originally wanted to learn more about this era.

However, the repair opportunities that were refreshed every day were all used by Chu Zheng on the general outline of the Great Zhou Tianqi Movement, and then they were always thrown aside.

[Old Notes (Level 0): The notes of Song Wenshu, the fourth generation head of the Song family branch, recording his life experiences. Most of them were burned by a fire, but are now intact as before. 】

After repairing it, Chu Zheng leaned on the couch and opened the yellowed title page.

[In the year 1549 of the Great Zhou Calendar, on the fourth day of March, the spring thunder began to roar, and Lin'er was so happy that he suddenly became interested and wanted to leave something for his descendants, so he wrote down the years. 】

[In the year 1550 of the Great Zhou Calendar, on the tenth day of the fifth lunar month, the good news came from my brother whom I had not seen for a long time. He said that a fairy seedling had grown up in his family. It had excellent qualifications and could bless the family for thousands of years of prosperity. I was a little envious. 】

[In the year 1551 of the Great Zhou Calendar, on the fourth day of the sixth lunar month, my first wife gave birth to another son. According to the clan rules, I had to send the eldest son away. I was somewhat reluctant to give up, so I spent gold and silver to buy a large amount of earthly treasures and heavenly treasures, and sent them to the Huanling Sect. Please The immortal touched the bones of the two sons, but they were mortals. They returned home in despair and had no choice but to send the eldest son away. 】

[In the year 1562 of the Great Zhou Calendar, on the third day of the seventh lunar month, all the dozens of letters I sent to my brother were gone forever, like nothing in the ocean. I haven’t received a letter from my brother for eight years. I was afraid that something bad was going to happen, and I was sentimental and drunk for a while. several days. 】

[In the year 1565 of the Great Zhou Calendar, on April 13th, a hidden injury occurred in the early years, and the chest pain was unbearable. Feeling that time was running out, I set off to where my brother was, hoping to find out the truth about his early years. 】

[In the year 1567 of the Great Zhou Calendar, on September 22nd, I learned the news that my younger brother’s family had been exterminated. I searched for the remains to no avail. The immortal seedling was nowhere to be found, and the remains could not last long. I thought about it for a long time and decided to leave it behind. The manpower continues to search and returns home first. 】

[In the year 1568 of the Great Zhou Calendar, on the third day of the third month, I fell ill after returning home. My youngest son married a wife when he was young, and his daughter-in-law is now pregnant. 】

[On the second day of the first lunar month in the year 1569 of the Great Zhou Calendar, a message was suddenly sent from a flying pigeon. The remains of his younger brother were collected and buried by the fairy seedling. Later, the fairy seedling failed to seek revenge and was ambushed and killed. The murderer is unknown. 】

At this point, the notes stopped abruptly, and there is no more content after that.

This page of paper is stained with a very eye-catching dark brown blood stain. One can imagine the mood of the owner of this note when he wrote this.

Chu Zheng closed his note, frowned, and vaguely figured out a few things, but couldn't grasp the key points for a while.

It is now the year 1702 of the Great Zhou Calendar, and this note is from more than 120 years ago.

There was also a vendetta among the immortal sects, and he had already expected it.

However, according to the note, the younger brother's family encountered misfortunes after the Immortal Miao appeared, and then the Immortal Miao was also ambushed and killed. This can hardly be said to be a coincidence.

In other words, the goal at the beginning was the fairy seedling that suddenly appeared.

The conflict between the Immortal Sect and the mortal family was implicated. It was so normal that a casual glance would be enough to shatter a century-old family into pieces.

The news of Song Lingqing's return to the family the day before yesterday has been leaked. If there are other people from the Immortal Sect who want to take action against Song Lingqing, then the Song family is the best breakthrough point and can be used as a bargaining chip.

Thinking of all the abnormalities that had occurred in the Song Mansion recently, Chu Zheng became a little vigilant for a moment, fearing that Song Tonghai and his daughter had noticed something.

He might need to prepare early.

Looking at the old notes in his hand, Chu Zheng's expression changed, and an idea suddenly came to his mind.

After resurrecting his life, does he want to leave some traces to prove that he has been here?

The world in this world is so dangerous, and there is no telling which day he will die in the turmoil, and everything will be in vain.

But if... he can leave some traces, in the distant future, there may be those who come after him and follow his footsteps and see his story.

No matter whether the story is long or short, has climaxes, or is plain and simple, there will always be people who will read it.

Just like him in his previous life, he spent his whole life digging for the figures of the ancients.

Now, he is also an ancient man.

After pondering for a while, Chu Zheng stood up, covered with moonlight, turned out a blank booklet, then studied the ink, picked up the pen and wrote down the words.

[On the 16th day of the first lunar month of the New Calendar, I first set foot on the path of spiritual practice. I have many feelings. The difference between immortals and mortals is like facing the abyss of heaven. Walking in this world is like walking on thin ice. 】

Chu Zheng did not use the Great Zhou Calendar, but started his diary with the day he first arrived.

Looking at the gradually drying ink, a trace of satisfaction flashed in Chu Zheng's eyes. He had studied calligraphy for many years. Although he was not a master of calligraphy, he could still read it.

Maybe a later person will accidentally get the diary in his hand and see the life he is about to spend.

After being moved for a while, Chu Zheng put away his notebook with satisfaction and looked up at the sky. The moon had passed the well, and the next day had arrived.

After carefully hiding the diary, Chu Zheng came to the courtyard and once again circulated the general outline of the Great Zhou Tianqi movement, absorbing the moonlight into the body.

After nine weeks, the sky has become slightly brighter.

The treasury is almost busy and Chu Zheng does not need any more help. He still has a lot of free time now.

Therefore, he did not stop practicing, and continued to circulate the sky, absorbing the first ray of the rising sun.

With every breath, Chu Zheng could feel that his body was getting lighter, but his muscles and bones were getting stronger, and the strength in his flesh and blood was also growing.

This gradually getting stronger feeling made Chu Zheng feel more comfortable than ever before.

With yesterday's experience, Chu Zheng's speed of running the Zhoutian was a little faster this time. When the eighteenth Zhoutian was completed, it was still early at noon.

The inexhaustible energy in his body prompted Chu Zheng to complete several sets of close punches in a row, until he was sweating profusely and his breathing became much smoother.

After breathing for a moment, Chu Zheng suddenly noticed a person standing not far away.

Wearing a long green dress with flowers embroidered on it, a jade belt was tied around the waist. Under the willow waist, there was a pair of slender and straight legs, full of unspeakable explosive power.

"I've met the eldest lady."

Chu Zheng frowned slightly and bowed.

Song Lingxue stood not far away, with a trace of obvious surprise in her black and white eyes.

After coming back to her senses, Song Lingxue lightly flipped her hair, lowered her gaze, and concealed her embarrassment: "You're very skilled in this Tai Sheng Fist..."

Song Lingxue was in a daze when she saw Chu Zheng again after not seeing him for a long time.

The last time they met, the feeling Chu Zheng gave her had changed a lot.

This time, the change was even greater. In her perception, Chu Zheng's body seemed to have a warm and warm atmosphere. It was very clean, like the rising sun, full of vitality, making people want to get close to him unconsciously.

If Chu Zheng knew Song Lingxue's thoughts, he wouldn't be surprised.

Qi practitioners refine their bodies with the two qi of yin and yang, and the breath will naturally become purer, as will the qi in the body.

Those with advanced cultivation can subdue auspicious beasts and attract plant elves with just their breath without taking any action.