Zhu Tian: A journey of spiritual practice starting from Joy of Life

Chapter 21: The Vajra Indestructible Divine Art is Completed and Travels Again
"You actually still remember the complete version of Dream of the Red Chamber!"

Leng Feibai pretended to be surprised, "The complete version of Red Mansions has at least a million words, right?"

After hearing this, Fan Xian shrugged and said, "Who knows? Anyway, as long as I want to write, all those things will appear in my mind."

"This is a cheat for liberal arts students!"

Leng Feibai complained in his heart, changed the subject, and continued to ask, "By the way, how is Ruoruo?"

After hearing this, Fan Xian smiled and said, "Ruoruo, everything is fine. She even told me that you sent some gifts to our cheap father, and as a result, he was impeached by the censor of the Metropolitan Censorate! Also, the news that you helped the government capture a flower thief in Suzhou has spread throughout Kyoto!"

After listening to Fan Xian's words, Leng Feibai's face looked a little unhappy. He chatted with Fan Xian for a few more words and then returned to his room.

In the bathtub, Leng Feibai was washing his body silently, his eyes full of thought.

"The flower thief incident was probably Chen Pingping's doing! I'm sure that petty fellow Li Yunrui has remembered me too. As long as he's not a Grandmaster, I really don't care! As for becoming famous in Kyoto, if Fan Xian goes there in the future, I'll definitely go there. A little fame isn't a bad thing. The most urgent thing is to quickly improve my strength!"

Leng Feibai finished speaking in his mind, rubbing his head and saying, "Soaring Dragon Art and Kunlun Flame Palm are both top-notch martial arts. They are first-rate skills in this world and are very suitable for head-on confrontations. Stepping Cloud Step is also sufficient for light work! The Heavenly Doctor's Pulse-Severing Hand is also useful for healing or sneak attacks. But it still lacks a unique move that can kill with one strike!"

After Leng Feibai finished speaking, he stood up, wiped the water stains on his body, changed into new clothes, and asked someone to come in and clean up.

"A one-hit, one-kill move is necessary, but there's no rush!"

Leng Feibai muttered to himself, "During this period of time, it would be best to let Wuzhu help me improve the power of the Vajra Indestructible Divine Art! In my spare time, I can also copy a novel for Ruoruo!"

Five days later, in the woods outside the city, two figures, one black and one gold, started fighting fiercely.

In another direction, Fan Xian, standing on a high place, watched the two men's actions. He swallowed several times and whispered, "Is this a fight that a human can fight?"

"How's it going, Uncle Wuzhu!"

Leng Feibai said proudly, "I've been out training for a year, how much have my strength improved?"

"Not bad!"

Wu Zhu waved the iron rod to resist Leng Feibai's fist, "You have made great progress, but you are still not my opponent."

After saying that, Wu Zhu swung the iron rod and hit Leng Feibai's shoulders and back quickly.

"buzz"

Leng Feibai heard a series of sounds similar to bell ringing from his body, causing him to grimace in pain.

"All right!"

Wu Zhu stepped back a few steps, "Your body has reached its limit. If you continue to fight, your body will not be able to withstand it!"

Leng Feibai nodded and dissipated his defenses.

"It's still close!"

Leng Feibai gritted his teeth and said, "The Vajra Indestructible Divine Art is just a little short of reaching the state mentioned in the technique, where I can condense a protective aura shield outside my body. Unfortunately, I feel it's just a little short!"

Seeing Leng Feibai's expression, Fan Xian hurried over and said, "Brother Feibai, we should go back. Today is Chinese New Year!"

"Yeah, it's Chinese New Year!"

After Leng Feibai finished speaking, he looked up at Wu Zhu and said, "Uncle Wu Zhu, why don't you come and join us this year..."

"No need!"

Wu Zhu shook his head and said, "I don't need to stay up all night, and I don't want to appear in front of others. You should go back to the Fan Mansion!"

After saying that, Wu Zhu flew into the air and disappeared before their eyes.

Leng Feibai thought to himself, "Is it that you don't need to stay up all night, or is it that the person who stayed up all night with you is no longer here?"

As night fell, inside the Fan Mansion, Leng Feibai and Fan Xian, dressed in new clothes, respectfully wished New Year's greetings to Old Madam Fan.

Mrs. Fan smiled and stood up to take out two red envelopes and gave them to the two children. Leng Feibai and the other man took the red envelopes and sat on either side of Mrs. Fan.

The Chinese New Year in ancient times was extremely boring. Basically, everyone got together to eat and chat, and there was nothing else to do.

In addition, the quantity of fireworks and firecrackers sold in this era was limited, so after Leng Feibai and Fan Xian set off their fireworks, they could only sit in the house with Old Lady Fan and read.

Leng Feibai was fine and could barely hold on, but Fan Xian was only seven years old at the moment and soon became sleepy.

Old Madam Fan looked at the two of them and said calmly, "If you two can't bear it, go back and rest. You don't have to accompany an old woman like me!"

After hearing this, Leng Feibai and Fan Xian felt as if they had been pardoned. They stood up, bowed to the old lady, and returned to their respective courtyards.

"It's another year!"

Leng Feibai stayed in the yard and looked at the sky outside the window, and couldn't help but miss his family in his previous life.

"My eldest and second brothers are probably still fighting for the position of the head of the company. They are almost losing their minds. My little sister is probably still so picky about food. I don't know what's happening with the old man and mom!"

As Leng Feibai spoke, he pulled out a small pot of wine from the space and whispered to the sky, "Raise a glass to the bright moon, cheers!"

The sweet wine took a sip, but it still choked Leng Feibai and made him cough repeatedly.

"Don't stand alone on the moonlit tower. The wine in your sorrowful heart will turn into tears of longing."

After Leng Feibai finished speaking, he said self-deprecatingly, "After all, it's all my own fault!"

After saying that, Leng Feibai drank all the sweet wine, lay on his side on the bed, and fell into a deep sleep.

Two months later, in the woods outside Danzhou, Wu Zhu swung the iron rod in his hand and hit Leng Feibai, who had transformed into a diamond.

"ah"

Leng Feibai roared angrily, and a wave of energy suddenly burst out from his body.

Wuzhu remained motionless in the air wave, as if he had not been attacked at all.

Leng Feibai quickly sat down cross-legged and started to practice the Five Elements and One Qi magic. At this moment, the Vajra Indestructible Magic in his lower dantian was like iron meeting a magnet, and quickly merged into the chaotic sea of ​​qi.

"boom"

A mist of white gas bloomed from the top of Leng Feibai's head, and it was obvious that his skills had increased again.

"Almost there, I'll be at the eighth rank!"

Wu Zhu watched Leng Feibai's changes until he stood up from the ground.

"That set of skills for transforming into a golden man is pretty good!"

Wu Zhu said calmly, "But don't teach it to Fan Xian. Although I haven't practiced true qi, I can sense that this set of mental methods is incompatible with domineering true qi!"

Leng Feibai nodded after hearing this, and Wu Zhu continued to ask, "When are you leaving?"

Leng Feibai turned his head and looked in another direction. "Wait until late spring, when Nanqing's scenery is at its best. The view will surely be beautiful then. I just hope that this time, I won't get into any more trouble!"

After saying that, Leng Feibai set off to return to the Fan Mansion and entered the Twelve-story Building.

Inside the Martial Arts Pavilion, Leng Feibai looked helplessly at the shelf where the Ban Duan Jin was stored. A light curtain on the shelf blocked the Ban Duan Jin's mental method, indicating that Leng Feibai's current strength was not enough to practice Ban Duan Jin.

In desperation, Leng Feibai could only settle for the second best and choose a Yin-Cold attribute mental method.

"Ming Yu Gong: The power is contained within, never depleted. Practitioners retain eternal youth and possess unparalleled beauty. It is not suitable for combating violent masculine mental methods!"

"Just for the effect of eternal youth, I must integrate the effect of mental skills into it!"

After Leng Feibai finished speaking, he stood up and walked upstairs, preparing to put the copied "Xia Ke Xing" in his arms back into the Ten Thousand Volumes Book.

(End of this chapter)