Chapter 199 Immortal Feather Zhengfa (Part 1)

Author: Tu Longshi

Chapter 199 Immortal Feather Zhengfa (Part 1)

Ever since he heard the name of Xuandu Temple in Xianyu Mountain, Qi Jingzhi had imagined that one day he would truly join this sect, but the current situation really made him a little bit dumbfounded.

It was just the first time that he, a "little crane", met Feng Zixu, but the master of Xuandu Temple insisted on becoming a disciple. He didn't say anything about it. The temperament of this person in front of him was completely different. He was as cold as a moment ago.

Bing Tuozi turned around and smiled as brightly as a delicate flower, as warm as the spring breeze, as if he sincerely regarded Qi Jingzhi as his disciple.

This kind of behavior made Qi Jingzhi not know how to deal with it for a while. Many questions popped up in his mind, but he didn't know where to start.

Seeing him like this, Feng Zixu chuckled again: "You're such a strange kid. You obviously have a lot of pride in your heart, but you have raised such an unassuming angry crane, but you have so much cover on your face.

Are you hiding so many thoughts in your heart and refusing to show them to others?"

"I don't know if you feel uncomfortable being a teacher, but I'm so tired just looking at you!"

Qi Jingzhi was startled when he heard this, and suddenly recalled the scene where Feng Zixu casually summoned the angry crane's heart and bone just now, and then he realized it later.

Because of the lineage of the "Immortal Feather Sutra", the Xuandu Temple Master in front of me may have seen Qi Jingzhi through and through. Accepting him as a disciple may seem hasty and casual, but it is by no means a child's play on a whim.

Thinking of this, the distracting thoughts in Qi Jingzhi's heart suddenly disappeared, and with a carefree smile on his face, he said straightforwardly: "My disciple was born in the mountains and has no knowledge. Today, I have suddenly been favored by Master, and I can't help but think a lot about it."

"Born in the mountains? Are you not a descendant of Qi's clan?"

There was a look of surprise on Feng Zixu's face: "I thought that because of Ding Lingwei, all the Jiang families in Qi State had tasted the benefits and sent people to Xuandu Temple to learn scriptures!"

"When my master arrived earlier, I saw that you, at such a young age, were personally accompanied by an Immortal Lord of All Things. Later, Zheng Xian made even more nonsense and deliberately provoked you. He clearly wanted to test whether my methods were qualified to recruit a disciple.

In my heart, I know that you must be a prince and grandson of an extraordinary family!"

After hearing this, Qi Jingzhi immediately felt that the Xuandu Temple Master did not know everything, and was somewhat less rigorous when accepting him as his disciple.

"Huh? Are you, little He'er, slandering me?"

Feng Zixu suddenly raised his eyes and gouged out Qi Jing's eyes fiercely: "Is it possible that in your heart, being a teacher is just like a vulgar thing like someone's family status? Can Zheng Xian of Tiantai Mountain see that?

Why can’t I see how extraordinary you are?”

"What kind of character and qualifications you have, it's clear just by looking at your heart and soul. If my teacher was dissatisfied with you, I would have killed you with a sword, so as not to ruin the reputation of Xuandu Temple in Xianyu Mountain!"

Feng Zixu's voice was urgent but every word was crisp, and there was a hint of resentment in the pleasant flow of her voice: "Besides, since you, little He'er, have already cultivated your heart and soul, I will accept you as my disciple."

Whether it comes from sincerity, can't you sense it yourself?"

After hearing these words, Qi Jingzhi suddenly realized that he had actually sensed the kindness of this master for a long time, as evidenced by the angry crane still flying happily in his heart at this moment.

I heard Feng Zixu continue to say: "Since you have embarked on the path of cultivation, things like family background and bloodline may be useful, but they are not necessary. Sometimes they are even ropes that bind your own hands and feet. When Xianyu Mountain chooses disciples, it only depends on the individual.

I don’t care about the quality of it!”

Hearing this, Qi Jingzhi suddenly felt that the Xuandu Temple in Xianyu Mountain was quite similar to him, and his heart finally let go.

He thought for a while, took out Jian Renshou from behind, and held the long knife in front of him with both hands: "Master, please see, last night Lord Langya not only promised to let his disciple enter Daqi Gouchen Courtyard, but also gave this knife to him.

Entering the Wuji Wilderness, I summoned a sword spirit, which is said to be a sapling like a tree."

"Ruomu seedlings? That guy is willing to give up such a sacred object?" Feng Zixu's eyes narrowed, and she was surprised but also a little wary.

Before she finished speaking, the green and red cailian on her right arm flew out quickly, rolling up Jian Renshou in the air.

Qi Jingzhi could clearly see that this colored drill was blazing with brilliance and surrounded by precious aura. It was purely a way to control the energy and did not directly touch the blade of Jian Renshou.

At the same time, Feng Zixu raised his right hand and snapped his fingers, and a cluster of flames immediately lit up on his fingertips, shaped like a lamp flame and shining like stars.

Then I saw the Xuandu Temple Master flick his finger, and the cluster of sparks flew up and landed on Jian Renshou's knife.

With a bang, the long sword, which was completely green and had golden scales on its spine, was immediately burned by sparks all over its body. The blade shook violently and trembled like a roar.

If the wooden knife spirit suddenly emerges, blooming red flowers in the firelight, the tree body sways gently, the branches stretch all over the sky, and the green gold ax leaves collide with each other, as sweet as pearls and jade, as crisp as gold and stone.

Qi Jingzhi was so close that he suddenly started to sweat all over his head, as if he were facing a big furnace, knowing that the cluster of sparks his master had just popped up must be the so-called Hong furnace Ding fire.

Feng Zixu raised his head and watched for a long time. He saw that Ruo Mu Dao Ling was not only not afraid of this small cluster of fire, but also incorporated it into his body little by little, and finally nodded slowly.

"The power of heaven and earth is mixed with the black and yellow in the vitality; the yin and yang are unclear, and the fortune is controlled by the furnace. The spring is prosperous and the autumn is falling, the four seasons change the opportunity of cold and heat; the jade rabbit and the golden crow are the two stars that move and hide."

"Pure yang wood spirits that can accommodate the furnace and ding fire are rare even in the Wuji Wilderness. This sword spirit of yours senses the movement of the sun and the moon, the changes in the four seasons, and responds to the vitality furnace and the wonderful creation of yin and yang below.

Regardless of whether he is the legendary Ruomu or not, he is quite consistent with my Xianyu Mountain heritage."

Hearing this, Qi Jingzhi couldn't help but think of what Langya Jun said last night, saying that the Feng family in Xianyu Mountain originated from the Fengniao family, which was the Li Zheng of the ancient heaven. This actually corresponded to the master's words.

He thought that he had already become a disciple of Xianyu Mountain and had a serious master. He immediately demonstrated the practice method approved by Lord Langya last night in front of Feng Zixu.

Feng Zixu's eyes were filled with scrutiny as she stared at Qi Jingzhi. He first condensed the nectar with the "Flying Dragon Calling the Rain", and then used it to mix the pure Yang fire of Ruomu Sword Spirit, in exchange for a drop of Ruomu Chilu, which he swallowed to improve his cultivation at the same time.

It also ignites the Qi of pine, cypress, armor and wood in the body, making it purer and tougher.

During this period, the Xuandu temple master asked several times and roughly found out the foundation of his disciple's practice. His face showed admiration and joy, but from time to time he showed a bit of disgust.

After his disciple finished the demonstration and put the Jianrenshou, who had also eaten and drank enough, back into the scabbard, Feng Zixu pondered for a moment, then turned to Qi Jingzhi and said: "Master, I have already understood that if you use the method of refining medicine that the emperor, ministers and envoys use,

As a metaphor..."

"You, little crane, take the air of pines, cypresses, and armor of the wood attribute as your ruler, the fire attribute of Ruomu Chilu as your ministers, and then use the water attribute of Linpu nectar as your assistant to mediate the balance?"

Seeing the young man nodding silently, Feng Zixu also nodded lightly and continued: "Your method is much gentler than that of Qingyang Shaohua, Honglu Dinghuo, who is my teacher."

Qi Jingzhi said casually: "Langya Jun once said that a strong tree can only be transformed by fire."

"From last night to now, my disciple has tried this method three times. The Qi of pine, cypress, armor and wood accumulated during the previous meal has indeed become much softer and has some digestion, instead of just being accumulated like before.

In the body.”

Hearing this, Feng Zixu immediately frowned and glared at his disciple.

I heard her say angrily: "What he said is somewhat reasonable, but in this way..."

Although Feng Zixu agreed with his words, there was a hint of regret on his face: "As a result, the cultivation foundations of you and me, the master and the disciple, are completely different. Being a master is based on the great furnace and the small fire."

, the Qinghua Shaoyang Qi in the wooden position is just an auxiliary..."

"But your Taoist base is seriously about to land on this pine and cypress wood. Even if you learn Xianyu Mountain's most sharp and unparalleled Honglu Dinghuo Sword Intent in the future, most of the time you will have to use the sword's edge against yourself.

To overcome the stubbornness of pure Yang Jiamu, you can combine medicine and make elixirs instead of killing people to defeat the enemy."

"Oh, if you can truly subdue and control the Ruomu sword spirit with this sword intention, you may also be able to have considerable power. At least it will be much stronger than just using Linpu nectar as an offering now."

Having said this, the Xuandu Temple Master looked at his disciple with a lot of disgust in his eyes: "Thank you for coming up with this idea. If you don't have the ability to convince me, you have to spend money to buy it!

"

"Speaking of which, in the past dynasties of Xianyu Mountain, there has been no shortage of immortals with great longevity, but I never imagined that my first disciple, Feng Zixu, would also take this evil path!"

As she spoke, she glared at Ban Nu, who was leaning against Qi Jingzhi, and snorted: "He is also a coward, after all, like a master, like a servant!"

Qi Jingzhi knew in his heart that what his master said was just a joke. If he was really in such a bad state, how could the Xuandu Temple Master happily accept his disciple?

After all, the angry crane in Qi Jingzhi's heart cannot be faked, and it cannot be reduced to the level of a Ban slave, right?

However, even though the young man knew it well, he still couldn't help grinning when he heard this, as if he had a toothache.

He immediately asked: "I am actually the first disciple? Has Master never confiscated a disciple before?"

What the young man was thinking was that with Feng Zixu's level of cultivation, he must be hundreds of years old not to mention being on par with Lord Langya at this age. How could he not have a disciple?

Hearing his question, the master of Xuandu Temple suddenly smiled sweetly, revealing two rows of fine white teeth: "My master once had forty-three disciples, and twenty-seven of them made mistakes while practicing swordsmanship and were killed by Hong Luding.

They burned their bodies and died, six died fighting others, and the remaining ten died at the end of their lives."

"Now you are the only one in the family, so aren't you the first disciple?"

Feng Zixu paused, and her tone suddenly became a little cold: "You will know from now on. It is said that immortals have no relatives. In fact, in just two or three hundred years, you may have no relatives and be alone."

The Master of Xuandu Temple spoke these words softly, but Qi Jingzhi was inexplicably shocked when he heard them. He couldn't help but think of his grandpa and his parents who died young.

He suddenly realized that it would not even take him two or three hundred years, but only a few decades, before he would never see his grandpa again.

At this moment, the young man's thoughts changed rapidly.

"The Mad Dragon Golden Fruit given to Jiao Po Longmu by Yuan Shaojun of Dajiang Shuifu Mansion can prolong life for sixty years!"

"Mu Yingxian's peach house, a green-haired rabbit that takes the form of a wood spirit, can make ordinary people live a hundred years if they eat it. Even monks in the first three realms can live ten years longer if they eat it!"

"There are many ways to extend life in this world. Maybe we can collect some practice methods for my grandfather to try, or...can I exchange my future achievements in Gouchen Yuan for my grandfather to become a god?"

Feng Zixu had already calmed down. When he saw his disciple wandering around in the world, he immediately snorted: "There is no such kind-hearted and kind-hearted master as me in this world. Why don't you, little crane, hurry up before you die of old age?"

Take a second look, what are you thinking about?"

Qi Jingzhi suddenly came back to his senses, grinned and said: "My disciples were all wild before, and it was unintentional to take the evil path of Songhe Yannian. I also ask the master to teach the righteous method of Xianyu Mountain!"

Now that the matter has come to this, Qi Jingzhi will naturally not complain that the "Immortal Feather Sutra" he has obtained is too incomplete, and he dare not complain that Feng Zixu came too late. What's more, he does not think that he walked on this path by mistake.

There is nothing wrong with the journey, but I am satisfied, cherish it, and just want to go on in a down-to-earth way and go a long way.

"At the worst possible outcome, I will torture my master to death, but I cannot let her go through the pain of losing a disciple again."

Qi Jingzhi thought about it and felt that he was really a good disciple who respected his teacher.

Feng Zixu stared at the suddenly high-spirited young man and couldn't help but said suspiciously: "I feel like you, little He'er, have nothing to hold back in your heart!"
To be continued...