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Chapter 46: The choice of Qigong method, different thoughts

The ice-blue light rose rapidly, and the other four colors of light continued to rise, closely following the ice-blue light.

When it reached three inches, the yellow, purple and blue lights slowed down and stopped below six inches.

The red light continued to rise rapidly, finally exceeding ten inches before stopping.

"Earth, thunder, and wood are all Bing-level bones."

Taoist Yan whispered.

Then he looked at the red light which was almost as bright as the ice blue light and exclaimed in admiration.

"Attribute: Fire, Root Bone Armor."

Zhang Yuanzhu withdrew his hand, and the various colors of light gradually dissipated.

His eyes were deep, and his [Characteristic] was Fire Soul, just as he expected.

Then, there is no hesitation when it comes to the fundamental techniques to be practiced in the Qi Refining Realm.

Zhang Yuanzhu tilted his head slightly and looked at Taoist Yan.

"Master Yan, I'm going to choose a technique."

"Go!"

The old man sighed and waved his hand.

Since persuasion is impossible, just follow the other person's ideas.

After spending some time together, he no longer thought that the disciple in front of him was a fool, and there must be a reason for such a choice.

Zhang Yuanzhu nodded lightly, took a step forward and walked towards the Sutra Library.

Walk through the dim space and climb the stairs step by step.

At the same time, he kept thinking about the requirements for choosing fire-attribute skills.

The best choice is to have [Characteristic] Po.

Secondly, choose the one with the most fire-attributed skills.

In this way, you can easily obtain related training items in the future and improve your control of [characteristics].

While thinking, Zhang Yuanzhu had already arrived at the third floor of the Sutra Library.

The scene that appeared in the field of vision was completely different from the first and second floors where the Qi Condensation Realm techniques and secret arts were placed.

Jade slips were placed on the stone platforms, and each one had its attributes engraved on it.

Zhang Yuanzhu paused slightly and came to the stone platform with the word "fire" engraved on it.

Looking at the jade slips separated by the light, he frowned slightly. In this way, he could not be sure which jade slip was old.

He stretched out his hand, lightly tapped the shield with his fingertips, and the jade slip trembled slightly.

Lines of handwriting appeared through the shield.

"Red Lotus Karma Fire Art"!
Cultivating the Red Lotus Karma Fire has the ability to purify ghosts and monsters, but the practice is extremely difficult and requires the assistance of various rare treasures.

It is so difficult that it obviously does not meet the requirements.

Zhang Yuanzhu took a look and continued to check other jade slips.

As time passed, he was completely immersed in the introduction of the technique.

Even he was amazed by all the wonderful ideas.

Finally, his gaze stopped on a red jade slip, looking at the words that appeared in front of him.

"Just you."

"The Record of Blazing Sun's True Fire."

He took out the jade key and pressed it on the light curtain.

In an instant, the jade key disappeared and a red jade slip floated out.

Zhang Yuanzhu held the jade slip, and the jade slip became a little illusory in an instant, but soon returned to normal.

A hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

This jade slip has no special features, but fortunately, there are many people practicing this technique, so the corresponding items can still be found in the future.

He put the jade slip in his arms and strode towards the stairs.

tower! tower! tower!
The crisp footsteps echoed in the attic.

Taoist Master Yan fixed his gaze slightly as he looked at the slender figure stepping out.

"Yuan Zhu, go back and stabilize your realm first."

Zhang Yuanzhu stopped and was about to report the Qigong method, but was stopped abruptly.

Not allowing him to practice the back-up cultivation technique was undoubtedly to protect him.

He bent his body slightly and bowed seriously.

"Master Yan, I understand."

Then, he walked out of the Taoist temple and headed towards the mountainside. ...

A remote accommodation on the hillside of Daofeng Mountain.

Zhang Yuanzhu sat cross-legged on the cushion, took out the jade slip from his arms and placed it between his eyebrows.

The consciousness probed in, and information came into the mind.

The Blazing Sun True Fire Record requires absorbing the sun's radiance and combining it with one's own magic power to form Blazing Sun Magic Power, which has extremely strong explosive power and heat.
Zhang Yuanzhu read it carefully, thinking about every word in the jade slip.

Time passed minute by minute, until night fell, and he put down the jade slip.

I looked out the window at the dark sky.

"It seems that the magic power can only be transformed tomorrow."

The sun has set, and it is no longer suitable to practice "The Record of Blazing Sun True Fire".

Then first sacrifice and refine the two magical weapons that have been seized long ago to increase the strength of the Qi Refining Realm.

He stretched out his hand, and a bronze mirror with a depression in the middle appeared in his palm.

This is the Eight Hundred Miles of Mountains and Rivers, obtained after killing the maid. Although it is damaged, it can still be used.

Magic power surged into the dantian, the bronze mirror trembled slightly, and bits of blue light bloomed.

Wait until the magic power fills the magic weapon.

The palm cracked, wisps of blood floated up, dyeing the mirror red, and one seal after another was cast.

The bronze mirror trembled more and more violently, jumping continuously, trying to break free from the palm of the hand, but was firmly grasped.

hum~
A clear cry.

The bronze mirror was calm, and the blue light faded.

Information about the bronze mirror flooded into my mind.

Thick Water Mirror, a low-grade defensive magic weapon.

It can generate a shield around the body to protect itself.

"better than nothing."

Zhang Yuanzhu played with the bronze mirror for a while before putting it back into the storage bag.

Afterwards, he stopped controlling the Golden Flame Seal and began to refine the magic weapon.

It was late at night and everything around was dark, except for the room where Zhang Yuanzhu was, which was shining brightly with golden light.

Attracting the attention of many disciples.

In the middle of the mountainside, inside a house, candlelight was dimly lit.

Six figures sat cross-legged here, their eyes all looking towards the golden light outside the window.

"Your Highness, it's Liehu's Golden Flame Seal, and the beggar is refining it." Lieyu's face was full of sadness, and his palms were clenched.

The same was true for Lietie and others who were sitting cross-legged on the side. Each of them felt sad from the bottom of their hearts.

Their former brothers and friends were killed and their magic weapons were stolen, but they could do nothing.

"The strong prey on the weak, this is the path to becoming an immortal." Lie Lin'er placed her hands flat on her knees, her expression calm and indifferent.

Then, he withdrew his gaze and looked at the child in front of him who had an ordinary face but a sense of determination.

"This time, I will go to Qianbing Peak as quickly as possible and join the Dharma lineage."

"As for the unification of the disciples of the Yuan Kingdom, you will decide for yourself. I will not participate."

"Your Highness, you are the most beloved princess of our Emperor and the brightest pearl of the Yuan Dynasty."

"Apart from your reputation and strength, who else can unite so many Yuan Kingdom disciples to fight against Qian Kingdom?"

Lu Yi looked serious and tried to persuade him softly.

As the words floated, his hand stretched out and pointed in the direction of the flashing golden light.

"Your Highness, please do not misunderstand so many of your disciples because of a person without moral integrity. We are all children of the Yuan Nation."

"Your Highness, what Brother Lu said makes sense. Don't abandon the rules of the trials of past generations for the sake of a lowly person."

Lieyu came back to his senses and began to speak.

For thousands of years, Xianbing Valley has recruited disciples every sixty years, which is when the Yuan Kingdom expanded its influence in the sect.

If Lie Lin'er does not unite the many disciples this time, it will inevitably cause dissatisfaction in the royal family.

Lu Yi looked at the unmoved princess and felt a little depressed.

If it weren’t for Your Highness, countless Yuan people would have perished in the eight hundred miles of mountains and rivers.

Of course, he didn't care about the damage, and it had nothing to do with him.

What he cared about was the promises made to him by those people from Qian Kingdom. Lie Lin'er needed to stay in the Eight Hundred Miles Mountains and Rivers as long as possible.

What was originally a very simple matter has now become troublesome.

(End of this chapter)