A life of clearness

Chapter 299 There is a "Wind"

When Fenghuanger came up with this solution, she felt happy, but then she became hesitant.

It was not surprising that she hesitated. Since ancient times, inheritance has been the most important thing in the cultivation world. Inheritance and cultivators are like a relationship of too many monks and too little porridge. As long as a heritage is strong enough, there will be many cultivators to snatch it. Sects perished and families were destroyed for a certain heritage... This kind of thing is not uncommon in the cultivation world.

This shows how rare the inheritance is! The inheritance of physical cultivation is rare in the Baishi Mother Realm, especially the inheritance of Fenghuang'er, which can be traced back to a powerful spiritual world.

what does this mean?
This means that cultivating to the state of incarnation is not the end of this inheritance, there is still a way to go. This road is a clear path opened up by the great sages and there is no mistake for the later generations to follow.

Of course, Fenghuang'er would instinctively hesitate to share such a precious heritage.

What's more... "The more precious the body-building secret technique is, the more restrictions it has. I'm afraid you can't take the initiative to teach the secret technique to the temple master."

Number One Under Heaven shook his head and said something nonsense that everyone in the cultivation world knew.

Every inheritance has its own way of protecting itself. Even the inheritances in the first level of the Babel Tower in the Floating Word Book have set up many tests to protect themselves just for the basic entry. In order to prevent the inheritance from being snooped on, there are various means. For example, let the inheritor swear an oath to prevent him from leaking the secrets of the inheritance to others.

"Not really." Fenghuang'er looked at Rong Qing's back in the distance, her expression slightly bewildered, "The physical training inheritance I carry on is not limited to this. As long as it is not the most core content, some basic introductory exercises can still be passed on."

Fenghuang'er left the introductory part of the inheritance to her master, Dayueshan, so that after she left the mother world, Dayueshan would not be unable to recover in the cultivation world due to the lack of a suitable successor.

"But the key to the problem is..." Fenghuang'er frowned, "Even for the basic introductory part, there are strict requirements for spiritual roots. I remember Yu Rong... doesn't seem to have wind spiritual roots."

Fenghuang'er even added "seems" to be more tactful. In fact, she had participated in the opening ceremony of Cangliuzhou and knew very well that Rong Qing was definitely not a wind spirit root.

Number One Under Heaven sighed, “What a shame.”

You know, as a person with all meridians connected, Rong Qing is least afraid of the inheritance of various skills. Those so-called thresholds are not thresholds in front of her.

As a result, when good luck was about to come this time, it was blocked by the type of spiritual roots.

It's a pity. It's a pity.

You have to know that after arriving in the spiritual world, with the world's best ability and knowledge, there are ways to let Rong Qing make up for her innate lack of spiritual roots through various ways and means.

But now, the idea that Fenghuang came up with on a whim seems to have died.

……

At this moment, Rong Qing, who was using her body as a wall, could not pay attention to what Tianxia Diyi and Fenghuang'er were saying in the temple.

The flowing galaxy and the constantly flickering flower-appearing technique made the light on her body far surpass the faint light emanating from Bai Shiguan's body. Although the Buddha's Dao Yun, which was originally like a sieve, was still penetrated by the turbulent flow, at least the frequency and strength would not be as before.

In other words... the galaxy, which seemed to be no different from before, had smaller holes. It could become a finer sieve, and the power of the Buddha's Dao Yun had undoubtedly increased several times.

But Rong Qing didn't relax just yet.

On the contrary, she summoned the cold sword intent in her sea of ​​consciousness. Rong Qing was waiting. Waiting for a crisis that might or was destined to occur.

"The fact that a hole was scratched on Baishi Temple shows that there is an extremely powerful part in the turbulence. If it hits head-on, Baishi Temple will probably be shattered in an instant."

"Although there is no one named Murphy in this world, there is still a certain damn law. No matter how much you don't want a bad thing to happen, as long as the probability is greater than zero, it will definitely happen."

"Besides...it has already happened once."

So Rong Qing couldn't relax at all, and even had to remain cautious at every moment.

While her face was solemn, her spiritual awareness range of 100 feet was always closely sensing and alerting the fluctuating turbulence around Baishi Temple. Experiencing the changes of the turbulence so personally made her feel a certain vague feeling. However, this feeling was too vague, Rong Qing had no clue how to start, and had no time and energy to think carefully.

"coming!"

A certain spiritual tentacles suddenly burst into a wail. The message of danger and fear seemed to be transmitted into Rong Qing's sea of ​​consciousness and Rong Qing's mind faster than time.

A hundred feet away, too close. At such a close distance and such a terrifying speed, time was divided into ten thousand parts.

Rong Qing only took one of them and did one thing.

The sword was as fast as lightning, silently meeting the oncoming powerful turbulence.

It was as if a non-existent person in the quiet room blew a breath of cool air into your ear. This inexplicable "wind" blew through the sword intent, blew through Rong Qing's mustard seed domain, and gently fell on the Baishi Temple.

A "thin line" ten feet long and half a foot wide appeared on the west side of the square. The rows of rooms there disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Through this tiny gap, Fenghuang'er could see the deep darkness outside Baishi Temple. It was nothingness, but also eternity. An instinctive fear emerged on her gentle face.

No one would laugh at her. Because anyone who sees outer space for the first time will instinctively feel such awe. Because this is a great terror that turns everything into nothing.

Fortunately, as soon as the crack appeared, it was blocked by the sword energy that was chasing after it. Under the dense sword energy, the turbulent currents were unable to break through for a while.

Rong Qing was also frightened and didn't even have time to feel grateful for surviving the disaster.

"That move just now actually cut off my mustard seed domain directly."

Yes, it was just that kind of "wind" that blew by, and it was as sharp as the sword intent given by the sword master, splitting Rong Qing's mustard seed domain into two like a knife cutting water, and then fell on Baishi Temple. After cutting off Rong Qing's mustard seed domain, the remaining power was still able to penetrate the indestructible outer layer of Baishi Temple and enter the inner space.

There was no so-called collision or crushing. The power of the turbulent flow was obviously far superior to Rong Qing's mustard seed domain. To some extent, it could be said that it was far superior to her physical body.

The mustard seed domain was cut off and fed back to Rong Qing's body, causing her to be seriously injured in an instant. Many meridians in her body were shattered, and even the Flower Appearance Technique was unable to repair them in a short period of time.

Fortunately, Rong Qing's Buddhist Dao Yun had improved, and she could temporarily withstand the continuous turbulence. Otherwise, with that blow just now, Rong Qing would not have been able to hold on until she could block the gap with her sword intent. I'm afraid she would collapse directly, and the two gaps would allow the turbulence to rush in at will, tearing Baishi Temple apart completely in less than a breath.

(End of this chapter)