The only beast master in the world of immortality.

Chapter 286 The Silent Lord of Youhuang

However, Feng Qing'an felt that his practice of Qi induction was completely different. Not to mention the so-called Qi sensation, he could see the circulation of the vital energy of the heaven and earth around him, and he could even forcibly direct it.

The key lies in the step of attracting Qi, which is like a dog licking a goddess. If you don’t have the qualifications, no matter how you lick, it will be useless. If you have the qualifications to practice Taoism, you need to put in some effort to be able to get it.

Even cultivators with extremely high talents have to lick it at this step, but just a few licks and going through the motions will allow them to succeed and hook the Qi of heaven and earth into their bodies.

But when he arrived at Feng Qing'an's place, he felt as if he had stepped into an ancient civilization. He just pulled his collar down slightly, and very subtly expressed his intention to draw Qi to practice. The free spiritual energy around him rushed into his body like crazy.

The spiritual energy in the sky was like a group of women who had been lonely in their boudoirs for a long time, finally seeing a mighty and strong man. They threw away all their reserve and dignity and pounced on him impatiently, as if they would never have another chance if they missed it.

"Sigh~"

Faced with these crazy and restless spiritual energies, Feng Qingan's handsome and masculine face couldn't help but twitch slightly, because all the meridians in his body felt a slight swelling, pain and tearing sensation.

This was an extremely novel and unfamiliar experience for Feng Qingan. He had not expected that he would receive such treatment through his Qi-drawing practice.

"Slow down!"

"Be gentle, hiss, it hurts a little!"

Even if he used all his strength to practice the "Six Yin Netherworld Immortal Scripture" to refine all the spiritual power that poured into his body, the surrounding heaven and earth vitality was too active and enthusiastic, even thirsty and unbearable, which made Feng Qingan unable to bear it and had to use his own talent.

Physical characteristics: Yuanling
But this time, Feng Qing'an used the characteristics of his Yuan Ling not to attract the spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth. He didn't need to do that at all. He needed this physical talent to curb the spiritual energy that was about to condense into a thin layer of spiritual crystal on his body surface.

Don't be so proactive! Just wait a little, line up, and take your time. You will get your turn.

Feng Qing'an conveyed this thought to the surrounding spiritual energy, but it was still useless. The spiritual energy that was surging in from the surroundings madly even formed a small spiritual tide that was visible to the naked eye.

The unexpected situation forced Feng Qing'an to fall from the sky and find a slightly secluded hilltop. However, the spiritual energy in the sky was like a mad dragon, following closely and chasing him.

"Oh, there's nothing I can do!"

Looking at the numerous spiritual energies lingering around him, as if they had their own will and seemed extremely hungry to be satisfied by him, Feng Qing'an sighed helplessly.

"Then come in!"

Rumbling--

The spiritual tide that was about to take shape was completely finalized at this moment. Countless spiritual energy rushed in from all directions, forming a spiritual energy vortex around Feng Qing'an that was visible to the naked eye, with bits of crystal light shining in it.

That was because the spiritual energy was too rich, so it turned into a solid, liquid state, and even crystals began to condense within it - this was an extremely incredible scene, and any practitioner who saw it would exclaim, "Unbelievable."

Even for a human immortal who has practiced cultivation, there might not be such a scene. This was just a strange phenomenon caused by a novice cultivator who had just started on the path of cultivation.

"These cultivation experiences are totally worthless!"

Feng Qing'an followed the operation method of "Six Yin Youtian Immortal Sutra" to refine the spiritual energy that poured into his body one by one. However, this scene, which even immortals would envy, made the young man frown and even sigh.

Because this is completely different from the cultivation experience he had gained, whether it is the step of drawing Qi into the body, or refining the impurities in the spiritual energy, or even the last step, transforming the spiritual energy into true Qi, they are all different.

According to the cultivation memory of this young master who was extremely proud of his talent, it took him a quarter of an hour to draw Qi to practice, and it took him a full month to truly cultivate the first Six Yin Nether Sky Qi because he was not proficient at first.

This is actually the fastest among all the fellow disciples in the Yinhun Sect. Even if we trace back to the past dozens of generations, this speed can still be the best in the past three hundred years, because it is indeed very fast.

For cultivators with mediocre talents, it will take years to cultivate the first breath of true qi. As for those with even worse talents, even if they spend their entire lives, they may not be able to cultivate ten breaths of true qi.

However, the many problems and difficulties that the young sect leader faced in the past were completely different for Feng Qingan. He had already thought about how to deal with these problems, but they never appeared.

Just talking about the step of refining spiritual energy, if we still use the inappropriate metaphor of a dog licking a goddess, then even if the dog licks the goddess and seduces the energy of heaven and earth into his body, if he wants to refine it and tame it completely, he will have to "coax and deceive" her, and even pay a very heavy price.

This is because even the carefully selected spiritual energy is still extremely violent compared to the human body that has just begun to practice. If one is not careful, the meridians will be severed.

The young master who claims to be a genius in the ghost way needs to spend a lot of time and energy to successfully refine and condense the first stream of true qi. However, for Feng Qingan, it is completely different.

If the spiritual energy that other cultivators need to refine is that of violent lions and tigers, unruly horses, or even ignorant girls who are still at a rebellious age and unwilling to cooperate.

Then the spiritual energy that Feng Qing'an introduced into her body was like that of an intellectual big sister who was as mature as a peach. With just a glance and a simple movement, she could strike various postures that satisfied him. It was extremely comfortable and effortless to get along with her, and she didn't need to expend any energy at all.

Because the spiritual energy flowing into his body was so coordinated, Feng Qing'an did not feel any difficulty in refining the spiritual energy. But when it came to the step of extracting the spiritual energy, Feng Qing'an looked carefully inside and out three times, but he really did not find any impurities that needed to be extracted.

Therefore, what Feng Qingan needs to face is the last step, which is to transform these refined pure spiritual energies into Youtian true qi according to the Qi circulation method of the "Six Yin Youtian Immortal Sutra".

However, in this seemingly most mentally exhausting step, what Feng Qingan faced was still different from that of the young sect master back then. The spiritual energy refined by him was more active.

This level of ease and effort even gave Feng Qing'an the illusion that he could just lie down and enjoy it, letting the spiritual energy move on its own and change into a shape that satisfied him.

In less than half a minute, a wisp of deep and cold true qi appeared in Feng Qing'an's dantian qi sea, and this time was not enough even for a genius cultivator to meditate on the qi.

However, Feng Qing'an has already completed the most difficult task in the first step of spiritual practice, and what he does next is to repeat what he has just done until he reaches the limit of what he can bear.

"That guy calls himself a ghost genius. He condensed 187 true qi, opened up immortal veins, and evolved a third-grade ghost phenomenon, the Night Parade of Hundred Ghosts. He even further evolved the phenomenon and is about to deduce it to the second grade, the Thousand Ghosts Hell."

Although the young sect master's cultivation memories had almost lost their reference value to him at this moment, some of them could still be taken a look at and compared, so that Feng Qing'an could have a general idea of ​​them.

Condensing Qi is the preparation before building the foundation of Taoism, and opening up the immortal veins. The quality of the pulse derived from it determines the future prospects of a cultivator, although this is not absolute.

The quality of the pulse can also be improved, but unless the practitioner himself has extraordinary qualifications, or has an encounter that can change his fate, otherwise he is basically doomed.

The quality of the pulse is closely related to the quality of the Yuandan formed in the Yuandan realm. A third-grade pulse cannot form a second-grade Jindan, but the reverse is possible, because the quality of the pulse represents the upper limit that a cultivator can reach. It is a manifestation of a cultivator's talent, aptitude and understanding of cultivation. "The quality of the pulse is basically determined by the amount of true qi. The more true qi is condensed, the higher the quality of the pulse evolved by opening up the immortal vein.

If you have more than a hundred true qi, you can condense a third-grade pulse image. Three hundred true qi can basically form a first-grade abnormal image. If you can reach this level, achieving the path of a human immortal will basically be no problem. "

Feng Qing'an read through the relevant information on cultivation carefully, because the speed at which the true energy in his body was accumulating was a little frightening. He had already reached the level he had just imagined, to just lie down and let the spiritual energy put him in a comfortable position and move on its own.

"Three hundred true qi can make it to the first level. What is above the first level?"

Feng Qing'an couldn't help but ask this question, because in just half an hour, the true qi in his body had exceeded fifty, and the speed of condensation was getting faster and faster.

The first stream of true qi that took half a minute to condense actually seemed a little sour compared to the true qi that was formed in almost a breath now.

The speed at which spiritual energy was refined, accumulated, and transformed into true energy, especially the fact that he felt absolutely nothing and was so relaxed and at ease at this moment, made Feng Qing'an himself a little overwhelmed, because it was too outrageous.

This situation has exceeded the understanding of an evil genius. According to his experience, this is impossible. It is impossible for someone in this world to condense half a hundred streams of true qi in just half an hour for the first time of practice.

At this rate, Feng Qing'an was confident that the amount of true Qi he condensed during his first practice would definitely exceed three hundred, or even far more than that, so he couldn't help but ask whether there were higher grades of pulses above the first grade.

Because he had just asked Dong Huang, Feng Qing'an waited for another two hours. When he watched the number of the mysterious Six Yin Youtian True Qi in his body go straight to three hundred and it had already evolved into a sea of ​​qi, he could no longer bear it.

"Donghuang, I want to ask you something."

"You said."

At this moment, the voice of the Queen of Youhuang Kingdom was very calm, but there was also a hint of curiosity in her calmness, because she knew that Feng Qing'an had already started to practice Qi cultivation. Now that he asked her for help, he must have encountered some problems in his practice.

Encountering difficulties in drawing Qi? This is impossible, so you are confused about refining the true Qi?

Before Feng Qing'an asked the question, several thoughts had already flashed through Dong Huang's mind, and he was even thinking about how to answer the questions of this reincarnated immortal king.

However, Dong Huang soon found that she had underestimated this reincarnated immortal king. The questions he asked were not what she had thought of at all. They were things that a cultivator who had just begun to practice should not consider at all.

"Donghuang, if you condense 300 true qi, you can evolve a first-grade pulse. If you exceed 300 and reach 400 or even 600 true qi, what grade of pulse will you evolve? Are there any higher pulses above the first grade?"

"Have you developed true qi now?"

Hearing Feng Qingan's question, Donghuang couldn't help but frown.

If this kind of question was asked to someone else who had just started practicing, she would have definitely scolded him or her by now, and would not even answer. This was obviously too unrealistic.

But this cannot be done for Feng Qing'an, after all, he is the reincarnation of an immortal. But even if he is the reincarnation of a powerful person, this cannot be done, after all, he has not yet recovered the memories of his previous life.

"I've learned it."

Feng Qingan spoke calmly. He couldn't tell what his situation was now. After all, the young master of the ghost world, the so-called genius of the ghost way, was a self-proclaimed one.

Compared with Donghuang, he is not on the same level at all. Perhaps his current cultivation speed is nothing compared to a genius of Donghuang's caliber. It can only be regarded as ordinary and mediocre?

"You've practiced it?!"

Dong Huang was silent for a moment, and then she felt that it was normal. It didn't seem surprising. It was normal for an immortal king to be reincarnated, no matter what kind of extraordinary performance he had. Even so, she still wanted to give some advice. The most taboo thing in practicing Taoism is to be impatient for success and to be too ambitious.

"So how much true qi have you cultivated now?"

"Let me see. Two hundred and eighty-nine. No, it's two hundred and ninety."

"How much exactly?"

At this moment, the King of Youhuang finally realized that something was wrong.

"Now it's two hundred and ninety-one."

"How long will it take you to cultivate a true qi now?"

"Three breaths? Probably less than that."

There was a hint of uncertainty in Feng Qingan's voice.

"..."

Dong Huang was completely silent, which made Feng Qing'an wonder if the king had something urgent to deal with and had no time to answer him.

"Donghuang?"

"Show me the scriptures you are practicing now."

"it is good."

Feng Qing'an naturally had nothing to hide about this mere unorthodox method, so he passed it on. Then there was another long silence. Just when Feng Qing'an was about to call out, he heard Dong Huang's slightly dry response.

"Above the first-grade pulse, it is a fairy grade!"

If there is no woman in your mind, you will be a god when you draw your sword.

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(End of this chapter)