My enemies became my companions

Chapter 63: What does the sword armor have to do with him?
When I left home, this was the last conversation I had.

"From now on, you don't have to call me master. You can call me husband, sir, or official."

"So...what if I just call you by your name?"

Yin Tingxue actually didn't want to shout any of the words he said.

"Okay."

Chen Yi agreed.

Walking out of the courtyard, Chen Yi let out a breath, feeling the cool breeze after the beginning of winter, and realized that winter was almost over without him noticing.

At this time, Chen Yi finally looked at the panel and injected twenty years of true energy into the two techniques respectively.

[After twenty years of hard work, you have mastered the secrets of alchemy, captured the aura of heaven and earth, and injected it into the elixir. Although the path of alchemy is long, the Purple Medicine Pill Mirror is meaningless to you.]

[Purple Medicine Pill Mirror (Perfect Perfection)]

[Twenty years of experience, with your understanding of swordsmanship, you can practice the White Willow Sword with twice the result with half the effort. You vaguely caught a glimpse of enlightenment in the White Willow Sword, and realized that it was exactly what Huang Liuqing was going to understand before his death. As long as you continue to explore, you may be able to create something.]

【White Willow Sword (Enter the Hall)】

"Is it a new technique? It's a good harvest."

Chen Yi smiled.

However, Chen Yi looked at the remaining ten years of true qi and did not put all of this spare true qi into it.

After injecting the skills, Chen Yi looked at the newly unfolded talent tree on the panel.

It was an illusory and ancient giant tree, just like the ancient giant cypress mentioned in Xiaoyaoyou.

Chen Yi looked at the two true essences brought by the Yin-Yang Sutra.

After practicing the Yin-Yang Technique for a month, one can condense a true essence. Each true essence can be injected into this illusory big tree to solidify a part of it.

Every Qigong practitioner and cultivator has a Dachun in their destiny, but they cannot see it directly. They can only sense it vaguely, groping step by step, and crossing the long river of time. Therefore, Dachun is also called the Bridge of Longevity.

At present, at the bottom of the tree, there are only three roots that can be injected with true energy, namely "building a solid foundation", "opening a cave" and "controlling things with Qi".

Without hesitation, Chen Yi injected the first true essence into "Building a Solid Foundation".

As the true energy was injected, Chen Yi suddenly felt the acupoints all over his body expanding slightly. The Yuan Qi between heaven and earth poured into them, circulated throughout his body, and then was exhaled in one breath, repeating over and over again, endlessly.

In this way, Chen Yi realized that he could already use Taoist magic through Yuan Qi.

Although due to the martial artist's true qi, the vital energy circulating in his body is far less than that of an ordinary Taoist priest, let alone those rare and gifted ones.

"We have to find a way to get some Taoist magic, otherwise we won't be able to deal with Elder Lin who has gone astray, nor will we be able to deal with Tushan's appearance."

Chen Yi thought about it, then looked at the other two roots.

The initial opening of the cave, as the name suggests, is to open up an invisible cave in the dantian area of ​​the body to further accommodate the primordial qi of heaven and earth, and even construct a small world on its own in the end, just like what Buddhism says about one flower, one world.

However, there are pros and cons. After the cave is opened, the inner lake of the heart takes shape. If one is not careful, it is easy to go astray and the inner lake becomes turbulent. This is why Qigong practitioners pay special attention to meditation and spiritual cultivation, and even to forget about emotions.

Now is not the time to practice Taoism with peace of mind. Chen Yi thought for a while and his eyes finally fell on "controlling things with Qi".

To control objects with Qi, in short, is the art of controlling objects. Although it is more than just the art of controlling objects, with the current level of cultivation, controlling objects is all that can be done.

When warriors fight, the first thing to look at is their realm, and the second is their weapons. An inch longer, an inch stronger is almost an immortal truth in the martial arts world. Chen Yi estimated that using Qi to control objects could allow his weapon to fly three feet out of his hand, which could greatly expand the range of attack.

"It feels like... a flying sword..."

After Chen Yi thought about it, his eyes lit up.

Just imagine, how cool it would be to kill someone with a flying sword and take off the enemy's head in an instant?
It doesn't matter whether you are strong or not, as long as you are handsome, that's all.

After a moment, Chen Yi looked at the Embroidered Spring Knife on his waist, shook his head and laughed:

"But it should be called... a flying knife."

Finally, Chen Yi injected that true essence into the Qi-controlling object.

After the two true essences were emptied, Chen Yi couldn't help but turn his gaze to the Yin-Yang Art of Resentment.

"Every time you convert an enemy into a Taoist companion, you will receive two True Essences."

Chen Yi narrowed his eyes.

Count carefully, how many enemies do I have now? The Min sisters, Yin Weiying
There was even the Queen Mother; he could feel her hatred.

In this case, it’s time to find an opportunity to turn them into Taoist couples one by one, just like Yin Tingxue.

"However, I can't do this without a legitimate reason. It would be against my conscience." When saying this, Chen Yi felt that he was influenced by Yin Tingxue.

You have to have a famous teacher to do this.
If any of them want to hurt me or the people around me, I will certainly not let them have it easy. ……………………

As soon as Chen Yi stepped into the Western Factory, Governor Wu came to greet him.

Before Chen Yi could react, Governor Wu clasped his hands together and said admiringly:
"Congratulations to Captain Chen for his achievement in hanging his sword and slaying the dragon."

Chen Yi was stunned for a moment, then he reacted.

"It was not me who killed the dragon, but..."

Before he finished speaking, Governor Wu asked:
"What are you talking about? The story of you hanging your sword and slaying a dragon has long been spread throughout the capital, and the people living near the Great River in the north of the capital even saw the dragon's corpse. Your achievements are obvious to all, so why are you being so modest? Her Majesty the Queen Mother also wants to see you, so come with me to the palace later."

The story of the captain of the Western Factory hanging a sword and slaying a dragon had long been a popular topic in teahouses and taverns. No one took it seriously at first, but who would dare to take it as a story when they saw the dragon's body split in half this morning? The well-informed storyteller started to tell stories early in the morning, and the few words he heard were very enjoyable.

The news of beheading the dragon spread not only to ordinary people like them, but also to the Taoists. The empress dowager who was in charge of the Magpie Pavilion learned about it early the next morning.

The underground heating made the huge palace warm, and Queen An was waiting for Governor Wu to take Chen Yi to Jingren Palace.

"Mammy, does he really have the ability to kill a dragon?"

Queen An frowned and said:
"How can you have such great killing power by splitting a dragon in two?"

Ordinary people, seeing the corpse of a dragon, would believe Qian Hu and kill the dragon, but Empress An was in a high position and had seen countless talented people, but she had never heard of a fifth-grade warrior who knew nothing about Taoism and could kill a dragon.

"Your Majesty, don't you believe that he can kill the dragon?"

The nameless old lady asked.

"If he can really kill the dragon, could it be that he is the God of Xuantian who has come down to earth to overcome the calamity?"

Queen An sneered,
"He must have someone behind the scenes helping him. Mammy, have you found out?"

"Yes…"

The nameless old lady paused, and then said something that made Queen An's pupils shrink.
"The sword armor of Yinjian Mountain, the river is full of her sword intent."

An Hou's eyelids twitched, and she whispered:

"Is it really the ninth on the Martial Arts List... Sword Armor... Master Tongxuan Zhou Yitang?"

The nameless old lady's words sounded much more reasonable than Chen Yi's killing of the dragon, but when you think about it more, it is far more terrifying than the former.

The so-called martial arts list two hundred years ago was nothing more than a list compiled by some busybodies. At that time, Wu Buyu, the number one in the world known as "Yi Nian Xian Chen", sneered at it. The old seniors who played an important role in the martial arts world were like this, and most of the young people seldom talked about the list. However, the world has changed dramatically over time. A very influential Taoist took over the martial arts list, and most of the people who were disdainful of it decreased. After Wu Buyu rebelled against Shangqing Taoism, he became more and more obsessed, and it was difficult for him to regain the perfect state of mind he had in his early years.

Then a hundred years passed in the blink of an eye. In the battle at Dangyang Lake, Xu Qi, a rising star at that time and now the second best "true celestial being" in the world, broke the sword power pool that Wu Buyu had cultivated for many years with a strong hammer, and shattered the latter's aura of a sword immortal and his title of the best in the world. From then on, the old sword demon wandered in the mortal world and disappeared. The prominent figures in the martial arts world no longer complained about the martial arts list.

Now, each of the top ten in the martial arts list is someone that the court must take seriously.

"My lady, Xu Tianren once said that Zhou Jianjia had the aura of a sword immortal. If it is true that Jianjia killed the dragon, it would not be surprising, but..."

It had been a long time since the nameless old lady had felt the slightest bit of fear.

“…Jian Jia killed the dragon for him, so what is the relationship between Jian Jia and him…?!”

But now, the old woman kept shrinking.

Even if she was in the capital and standing on the dragon vein, and could borrow the power of heaven and earth and the luck of Dayu to climb to the level of a first-class master, if Jianjia really fought his way into the palace, she would only have a 70% chance of stopping him.

Chen Yi was able to hire a sword-armored dragon-slayer...

If I can kill a dragon today, then tomorrow... I will be able to kill a dragon, right?

The nameless old lady subconsciously thought one step further.

This was not only because of the sensitivity brought on by serving as the guardian of the imperial city for many years, but also because... Queen An had planted a strange poison in Chen Yi.

If Chen Yi were to be seriously injured or even killed in the future, and Jian Jia fought to the death with his sword to seek revenge, and the nameless old lady was unable to stop him, then...how would she take revenge on Queen An?

Queen An was silent for a moment, then smiled charmingly and said:

"Mammy, you are too concerned. A few months ago, he was just a nobody, and Jianjia has been in seclusion on Yinjian Mountain for many years. What relationship could he have with Jianjia?
From my point of view, it was just an accident. Logically speaking, I am afraid that except for the night before, the two of them have never seen each other. "

Queen An stood up and said calmly and experiencedly:
"Why worry about Jian Jia? He has a strange poison in his body. Who else can cure it except me? He can't escape from his control anyway."

Hearing Queen An's words that suggested something very special, Old Lady Wuming felt a little more at ease.

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Yi and Governor Wu appeared outside the palace gate in the distance.

Staring at Chen Yi, Queen An lowered her brows in thought. Even though she was so calm just now, there was still a hint of strangeness in the corner of her eyes at this moment.

That is fear.

(End of this chapter)