The twelve realms of martial arts, the first realm is called Qi Refining.

True Qi is the source of power for practicing all Taoist methods. As the starting point of practice, the method of refining Qi is not complicated, that is, refining essence into qi, which can absorb external true qi into inject into the body, and be used by martial artists at any time.

Therefore, in the Qi Refining Realm, if martial artists have powerful internal strength and mental methods, they can improve the absorption efficiency, quickly increase the true qi in their body, and obtain stronger internal strength in a short period of time.

In terms of internal skills, there is no doubt that Taoism is the most proficient in this Taoist Taoist among many schools. Taoism has a long history and profound background. Its internal skills and mental methods are the treasures that countless martial arts practitioners dream of.

In order to help Zulong escape from the isolated island, Zu Chong obviously took great pains to get the Taoist "Chongxu True Sutra" so that he could improve his strength as soon as possible and set sail.

"Zu Chong had explained before that there are nine levels of the first level, and how long it takes will take depends on the person. If you have excellent talent and hard work, theoretically speaking, it is possible no matter how fast it is..."

Yang Zheng sat on the ground, holding the martial arts booklet, and what Zu Chong had said before appeared in his mind. Looking back now, Zu Chong had good intentions and had been planning secretly to prevent the arrival of this day.

"According to his words, if you reach the second level, you can fly in the air. In other words, I have to cross the ninth level of Qi Refining as soon as possible before I dare to set sail back to the mainland, otherwise once the boat capsizes, I will only have to take a bath in the sea."

Even if you have the lightness skills in hand, you have to reach that level first.

If you want to return to the mainland as soon as possible and live a normal life, you must hurry up and practice. With this in mind, Yang Zheng continued to look through the subsequent exercises.

"This "Chongxu True Sutra" is not as profound as I imagined. It starts with basic rules, which is quite suitable for a rookie like me to study. From now on, I will be a disciple of Taoism!"

He was very curious about the origin of Zu Chong's sect. After reading it for a long time in his memory, he could not find any clues. He felt more and more that this person was very mysterious. If he had such a mind and means, it was probably not just a craftsman.

Because he first came to another world, his nerves were in a state of hyperactivity and had no sleepiness, so he began to practice the "Chongxu True Sutra" overnight.

Surprisingly, after dawn, he successfully entered the second level of Qi Refining. He absorbed true qi into his body. Not only did he not feel tired, but he was refreshed and truly experienced the mysterious taste of Qi Refining.

"I don't know if my talent is good if I go to the second floor overnight. However, from my memory, the villagers have never taken the initiative to talk about my roots and bone qualifications. Maybe I am the legendary waste boy..."

Yang Zheng laughed at himself. He was a man of two lives and didn't care much about other people's evaluations.

He didn't realize that this was purely self-deprecating. Because of some unknown reason, all the villagers misunderstood.

His cultivation speed is not only not wasteful, but also extremely excellent. Under normal circumstances, it takes at least a whole day for young men and women to enter the second level of Qi refining.

And he only took half a day to get twice as fast as others.

This is not a waste? At this point, even Wei Wuji, the ninth in the world, has no idea about Mount Tai!

When he arrived at the time when he was time to have breakfast, he subconsciously wanted to eat, so he walked out of his hut and went door to door to find food. He was the only one on the island, and these houses became his residences.

"If you make a living, you will get fishing by the beach in the future. By the way, I remember that there are fruit trees in the back mountain. If you can't catch fish, picking some fruits can satisfy your hunger. As for today, I have only been one night and I should be able to find some leftovers..."

Sure enough, in Uncle Tian Meng's house, he happily found a piece of wax pig legs and a jar of fine wine stored in the cellar.

Anyway, there was no one on the island, so he simply set up a pile of firewood in the middle of the streets and alleys, then took out seasonings from each house, and started roasting pork legs.

"By the way, since I have entered the Taoist practice, I have to find a handy weapon. If one day a ferocious bird or beast rushes in, I will definitely not be able to beat them!"

The pig's legs were still roasting on the fire, and he began to sweep from house to house. The villagers were all famous craftsmen from the six kingdoms, and it seemed that it was no problem to find a few magical weapons from their houses.

While humming a small song, he looked around and walked around for a long time, but he found nothing and couldn't help but get angry.

"Wei Wuji, you are too greedy for money. If you kill someone to silence the words, you will sweep it completely and leave nothing for me!"

He originally thought that he could inherit some of the villagers' heritage, but now he realized that he still underestimated Wei Wuji's style of conduct.

With last hope, he walked into the cottage at the end of the alley.

"Ou Yezi's home... If I remember correctly, he would have produced many masterpieces alone, such as Zhanlu, Taia, Chunjun, almost all the famous swords in the Warring States Period!"

But in front of you, the house was gone and there was no sign of a sword.

The last hope was shattered.

"Oh, even if you leave one for me! The master has passed away, and there may not be a more powerful sword on this continent in the future..."

He sighed, crossed the threshold, and was about to leave here, when he glanced out of the corner of his eye and his steps came to an abrupt end.

On the ground next to the stove, someone abandoned a thick sword strip, and was completely dark and lying in the dust.

Yang Zheng looked slightly different. He walked over and picked up the sword bar and found that it was just a sword shape and had not yet been opened. It was heavy and ugly. What disappointed him even more was that there was a large gap in the middle of the crucial sword blade!

"I'm dizzy, no wonder Wei Wuji's subordinates didn't take it away. It turned out that they were not negligent, they were just a piece of ragged iron..."

The core part of the killing enemy is incomplete, such a sword is no different from scrap iron.

He looked disgusted, glanced at it with disgust, threw it back into the dust on the ground, and walked to the street.

I didn't go far, and in an instant, a strange scene happened.

With a whoosh, the thick sword shot up from the ground and rushed to Yang Zheng, floating in the air, blocking his way.

Yang Zheng was speechless and rubbed his eyes, wondering if he had read it wrong.

The spiritual sword has a sword spirit, which sounds like nonsense, but it is the only criterion for defining the spiritual sword. Since this sword bar flew over to entangle him, it will automatically recognize his master, proving that it is indeed a spiritual sword.

Its style is ugly and inherently flawed, and it deceived everyone. In fact, it was Master Ou Yezi's last masterpiece during his lifetime!

It was jumping up and down, trembling in front of Yang Zheng, as if begging him to take him away and not be abandoned in the dust.

This sword spirit is proud and noble. He obviously has the opportunity to leave with Wei Wuji's subordinates, but after seeing them plunder the items in the house, it would rather choose to fall into the dust than join the robbers.

At this time, Yang Zheng was its last hope.
Chapter completed!