Chapter 822: Qi Refiner

legend,

In ancient times, geniuses emerged in large numbers.

A woman was born out of nowhere, no one knows where she came from, no one knows her real name, and no one knows her true face. But when she was invincible all over the world and the heights were unbearably cold, she had already become famous all over the world as the "Seven Absolute Empress".

Overlooking the world, no one can beat you.

In ancient times, among monks, there was no distinction between Buddha, Taoism, and demons.

There are only human races and demon races.

In that era, humans and demons could still coexist harmoniously.

The monks are collectively referred to as "Qi Refiners" because of their cultivation methods.

But one day, Empress Qijue suddenly disappeared.

Some say she is dead.

Some say she lives in seclusion.

Some people say that she ascended to the upper realm.

Opinions vary.

But the only thing that is certain is that since that day, no one has seen Empress Qijue again.

According to legend, she left behind six unique weapons in this world.

These six absolute artifacts have changed hands and changed hands over the course of five thousand years, and have had different owners.

...

In the yard full of purple petals, Yi Lin closed a few cheat books.

There was a floor in front of him.

He became the registered disciple of the elder Chuangong.

This process is quite magical, and I fell into it out of nowhere.

Note that the two of them share the same mind and form the same person.

The two of them together are the "elders who pass on the practice".

It is said that when fighting outside, no matter the opponent is one person, they are also two people with one heart, and if there are hundreds of people, they are also two people with one heart, advancing and retreating together.

They came apart, one was called "Ram Black" and the other was called "Ram White".

weird name.

Yi Lin jokingly called them "black and white sheep".

Although the black and white sheep have weird personalities, they have good character. On the first day when Yi Lin became a registered disciple, they found out one after another introductory cheats like throwing trash, and threw them to Yi Lin. Jun picking.

Of course Yi Lin chose to take all of them.

Children make choices.

Thirteen-year-old Lin Yi has already grown up.

Do adults still have to make choices?

Yi Lin looked around.

Speaking of which, the flowers planted in the yard and the dead tree planted in the corner of the yard are not ordinary worldly things.

The purple flower is said to be called "Wuxin Flower".

The flowers and leaves of this plant last for a hundred years, the leaves grow for a hundred years, and the flower core does not form. Once it blooms, it will be squeezed directly from the leaves. After the flowers bloom, they will not wither for a hundred years. Maintain a radiant appearance.

And that dead tree is called "Infatuated Fruit Tree". When a fruit tree is planted, some monks may not see it bear fruit all their lives, it all depends on fate. Once it bears fruit, only "infatuated people" can pick the fruit, and non-infatuated people cannot touch it or catch it.

When listening to black and white elders bragging about their family taste, Yi Lin suspects that they are bragging.

Ke Yilin has no evidence.

The course of action of the white and black goats is also very regular.

The two of them are elders who teach the practice.

In addition to being responsible for imparting skills, I usually play chess for boredom.

Day after day, year after year.

Every month at the beginning of the month, the square on the top of the mountain will be full of official disciples of Tianjianmen, and two elders will choose a classic book of Tianjianmen to preach to the disciples.

Yi Lin is currently only a registered disciple and has no qualifications to attend.

But it doesn't matter, Yi Lin always likes to read, learn and comprehend by herself.

According to two cheap masters, he also has a senior brother.

But the eldest brother went out to carry out a mission and has not returned for more than ten years, so now he is the only disciple under the elder Chuangong's sect, he can be called the only seedling.

When this matter was mentioned at the time, Yi Lin was curious, what kind of mission can be done for more than ten years?

Are people still there?

But the two cheap masters didn't answer this, they just said in unison and mysteriously: the secret of heaven must not be revealed.

The translation is: confidentiality.

But it's also good.

In the other garden, there is a small library.

There are many books in it.

Although there is a simple trigger restriction at the door of the library.

But Yi Lin sneaked in easily after observing for a few days.

He took out more than 50 cheat books in one breath.

Inside the Heavenly Sword Gate, there are many and complex types of cheat books, covering a variety of disciplines.

Simply summed up, it can be divided into: Danshu, Sword Cultivation, Fajue, Artifact Refining, Sword Array, Qimen, and Guashu.

On the way of cultivation, Yi Lin belongs to Xiaobai, so there is no need to choose. The vast sea of ​​books is full of unknown knowledge. He rubbed his palms excitedly, moved out more than 50 books in one breath, and found the clean tea room in the other garden, where Yi Lin read books while the black and white sheep were preaching.

According to Jian Nanchun, the preaching lasts for three to five days every month. Thousands of monks in the sect sit in the square, motionless, and the scene is quite spectacular.

Three to five days, when Yi Lin heard this, she was surprised.

This Qi-refining meditation, sitting for ten days and a half months at every turn, won't it cause hemorrhoids?

While complaining at random in her heart, Yi Lin moved the tea table where the elders drank tea to a corner in the tea room to make room for fifty cheat books, arranged horizontally and vertically.

Looking at the pages of the book, Yi Lin couldn't help being in a trance, silently overlapping with the scene in her memory.

When was the last time you did this?

oh……

Thirteen years ago.

While at the clock tower.

Yi Lin sighed softly, feeling that time flies by, and a light-colored line of light appeared on her right wrist.

"Without the suspension ring, the stability of Supreme Flow spells has indeed been affected."

To put it bluntly, it's still not enough.

Yi Lin was depressed, and while talking, Yi Lin slapped her chest with her right hand, skillfully entering the state of the soul leaving her body.

That is mentality.

Under the mental state, the passage of time slowed down, and he had to take advantage of these three days to write down all the books in the library of the black and white sheep. Even if you don’t understand and don’t know how to practice, at least use your memory, forcefully write it down, and then slowly digest it later.

A Deng said that knowledge is a priceless treasure house, not one of them.

No one knows that a young man from elsewhere is like a hungry sponge, frantically absorbing "knowledge" as far as he can see.

three days later.

Yi Lin reluctantly memorized the books in the black and white Eryang library, word for word.

It's pretty difficult, to be honest.

There are also a lot of blurry illustrations inside.

The path of the breath flow is marked on it.

It took Yi Lin a lot of effort to memorize them one by one.

...

fifth day.

After the monthly evangelism meeting, Gongyang Bai and Gongyang Hei flew home on colorful auspicious clouds.

What they passed on this month was a book of profound swordsmanship.

It is precisely because of the sophistication that it took five days of hard work.

Day and night, non-stop preaching, consumes a lot of energy of Ram Black and Ram White.

When they returned to their own garden, both of them were dumbfounded at the same time.

The whole courtyard has a completely different style.

Yi Lin, their new registered disciple, was holding up a pair of small scissors that he got from somewhere, clicking here, clicking there, pruning the Wuxin flowers all over the yard into various shapes.

Some are like people, some are like birds, some are like clouds, some are like flowers, and some are like houses.

Connected together, it is like a painting.

A picture scroll of men and women wandering in the sea of ​​clouds park surrounded by cranes.

Ram Bai: "So..."

Ram Hei: "Outrageous..."

The black and white sheep stood at the door for a long time, and after repeatedly confirming that this was their own garden, they stepped in cautiously, thinking they had entered the wrong door.

"Master, you are back."

The well-behaved boy had a shy smile on his face.

For a moment, that smile went straight into Ram's black and Ram's white eyelids, a little dazzling in the sunlight.

In the astonishment of the two cheap masters, Yi Lin explained with a smile: "I have nothing to do these days, looking at the flowers and trees in the garden of the two masters, I think the garden of the two masters is beautiful and picturesque, but it is a bit messy The fly in the ointment is that it is a little less angry, so I decided to trim the Wuxin flowers in the courtyard a little bit, and I laid some patterns in the yard with the cut petals, I wonder if the two masters are satisfied?"

Yi Lin did not say that they hadn't noticed yet.

Not only was the Wuxin flower by the fence of the yard chopped round, but the petals that were said to never wilt for a hundred years, Yi Lin actually laid out a strange pattern on the ground.

At first glance, the pattern is not symmetrical, but in terms of details, it is divided into several plates, and each plate has a sense of beauty that complements each other. In the very center, a path was left, leading directly to the chessboard, so that the two could follow the path paved with petals all the way to the chess playing position, in one step.

Gongyang Hei and Gongyang Bai are connected with each other, and they thought of a piece.

They didn't say anything, but they had a heated exchange in their hearts.

But whether it's beautiful or not, others don't know, don't they know each other?

Gongyang Hei and Gongyang Bai stared at each other for a long time, not knowing what to say.

Like it? Or do you mean to reprimand?

With one compliment, the two of them felt that they couldn't hold back their faces.

Not long ago, they were still bragging in front of the new registered disciples that this preaching style was unique in Tianjianmen.

Unexpectedly, within a few days, he was slapped in the face by a new disciple.

To be honest, it's not like they can't figure out this kind of trick with a simple trick.

With a wave of your hand, anything more luxurious than this can be tossed in place.

But can the blindfold method be compared with the real one-knife, one-cut, real kung fu?

After a while.

The two people who were staring at the new courtyard looked solemn at the same time, staring at the new way of laying purple petals all over the floor, with some doubts, they said in unison:

"Heavenly Heart Sword Formation?"