Reborn Tianlong: I practice martial arts for immortality

Since this spring, the weeds around the grave have been growing rapidly.

Senior Qingyunzi said that it was caused by Duan Siping releasing his artistic conception to attract spiritual energy for cultivation.

Next to him, Duan Siping, who was meditating under a thatched hut with only a roof, opened his eyes, looked at the weeds that were seven or eight feet high on the grave and said, "It wasn't me who caused this."

"Senior, who else could it be if not you? Senior Qingyunzi said that it was caused by you releasing your state of mind while practicing." Chunhua pointed to the other side.

On the other side, Taoist Qingyun, who was taking turns to monitor Duan Siping, was stunned.

Duan Siping looked at me and said, "You are so good, Qingyunzi. It's fine that you asked me to keep the secret that Jiang Weichen is not dead for you, but now you are framing me."

When he releases the artistic conception of withering and flourishing, he can mobilize the power of heaven and earth and attract the surrounding spiritual energy to gather.

But all the spiritual energy that gathered was absorbed by him. The reason why the weeds grew so fast was that Jiang Weichen released his artistic conception and naturally gathered them.

At the beginning, he could still absorb it, but now his state of mind is not as good as others. Even if Jiang Weichen did not actively pull it, he could not absorb it.

If he doesn't absorb it, and Jiang Weichen doesn't absorb it either, then it will just become a waste.

Taoist Qingyun knew about it, but he framed him, which was a bit unfair.

"Cough... cough..." Qingyun coughed twice and said, "Chunhua, it's just a small matter, don't be so petty. Maybe I am wrong. Young Master Jiang has been dead for almost two years. Maybe his body has rotted away.

You also know that his physique is the best nourishment for any animal or plant."

Duan Siping glanced at Qingyun and naturally understood that what he said about not being petty was not directed at Chunhua, but at himself.

The old Taoist took advantage of his familiarity and started to act shamelessly, but it was not a big deal, so he didn't mind. He just glanced at Qing Yunzi and closed his eyes to practice.

Qingyun smiled awkwardly and looked at Chunhua, seeing that he was sad. He scanned the tomb with his spiritual sense and found that the body was still the same as before, with no changes except that it was withered.

Qingyun sighed, wondering if Jiang boy could wake up.

From Duan Siping's mouth, I learned that his comprehension is increasing day by day, and his artistic conception of withering and flourishing is even better than that of Duan Siping, who is well versed in the way of withering and flourishing. Could it be that this kid's soul will be enlightened and ascend to heaven while he is gaining enlightenment?

Chapter 446 Six Meridians Sword Qi

This midsummer, the grass and trees on Qingyun Mountain grow particularly lush.

Even the short shrubs suddenly grew taller.

Under the pavilion beside the pond, Qingyun looked at the wildly growing lotus in the pond, feeling speechless and envious at the same time.

"Damn it, artistic conception can actually reach this level, affecting all things in nature on such a large scale. If I were to farm with this, I'd definitely get a high yield every year."

In this small pond of his, he didn't know how many lotus seeds he could collect and how many lotus roots he could dig out this year.

And the most important thing is that under the influence of artistic conception, the green lotus absorbs spiritual energy and grows, and the nutritional value of the lotus seeds and lotus roots increases several times.

Beside him, Duan Siping looked at everything around him and murmured, "Has he not awakened after reaching this level of enlightenment? Is it possible that he really can't wake up?"

Inside the tomb, Jiang Weichen was caught in a dilemma.

Over the past month, his state of mind of withering and flourishing has reached no further progress, as if he had hit a bottleneck.

The first level of artistic conception increases the power of attack, and the second level can mobilize the power of heaven and earth for one's own use.

Now the range of his spiritual sense has reached two hundred and sixty-one feet. By activating his artistic conception, all the spiritual energy of heaven and earth will be under his control as long as it is within the range of his spiritual sense.

If he wanted to, even Duan Siping would not be able to absorb even a little bit, which shows that his comprehension of artistic conception has crushed Duan Siping.

I just don't know who is stronger and who is weaker compared to Xiaoyaozi and others.

The rapid progress was entirely due to the fact that his soul was out of body, allowing him to clearly sense the natural changes in the world and learn from nature.

Feeling the vitality of the plants and trees in the outside world, he can now seize this vitality to restore his body to vitality and then achieve unity of body and soul.

But he had a premonition that after his soul and body became one, he would not be able to drive his soul out of his body again.

The soul and the body depend on each other, but they also bind each other, ensuring that neither can easily separate.

Now that his body is withered, his soul can leave his body and he can guide it with his mind. But once his body and soul become one, his mind may not be able to make his soul leave his body.

The soul cannot leave the body, so he can only see the world through his spiritual consciousness and naked eyes, which is not as clear as it is now, just like taking off his glasses. Everything can only be understood slowly.

After some hesitation, he decided not to wake up yet.

But now the artistic conception of withering and flourishing has reached a bottleneck, how can I break through it?

Having no clue, Jiang Weichen began to meditate with his mind. Soon, a green lotus suddenly became real and took root in his dried-up heart.

As it sways, wisps of cool air emanate, and the impetuous emotions in the mind are instantly purified, making the mind clear.

What is the essence of withering and flourishing?

Life and death? No, withering is not the same as death, it is just a similar state and the same appearance.

Whether it is withered or flourishing, although the states are different, they are all alive, just with more or less vitality.

Where does vitality come from?

Spring brings growth, summer brings prosperity, autumn brings withering, and winter brings hibernation. As the four seasons change, the growth and withering also change accordingly.

In addition to changes in time, there is also temperature, but temperature is only an external factor.

Sunlight? No, it is just one of the necessary conditions for growth.

Nutrients, minerals? No, they are just nutrients, and they are always there.

Where does vitality come from?

Jiang Weichen couldn't understand it for a moment.

Since you can’t figure it out, just continue to observe and continue to experience.

As night fell, Jiang Weichen's soul floated out of the grave again, looking at Duan Siping below.

After hesitating for a while, the artistic conception was activated and the air flow around the tomb was immediately mobilized.

The violent airflow entered the tomb through the gaps in the soil, and then compressed towards the coffin under the influence of the artistic conception.

“Squeak… squeak…”

Several sounds of being unable to bear the weight were heard, followed by a "crack", and the coffin made of golden nanmu was instantly destroyed.

"What's going on?" Qingyun stood up and asked.

At the same time, he scanned with his spiritual sense and found that Jiang Xiaoyou's coffin had been destroyed. He immediately glared at Duan Siping and said, "I knew you had bad intentions, but I didn't expect you to do it anyway."

After saying that, Qingyun shouted, "Zhang Ziyang, come and help me."

Duan Siping was originally investigating the situation. When he heard Qingyun's words, he looked at his wary expression and the palm power in his hand that was about to be released.

Since he came here, Qingyun and Zhang Ziyang have taken turns to accompany him, and it has been almost a year.

He knew that he was not trusted, but they had been together for a year, and as soon as something happened, they put the blame on him without even asking about the situation?

Duan Siping said with an ugly expression: "It wasn't me."

"If it's not you, then who else could it be? Is there a third person here?" Taoist Qingyun said angrily.

"Hahaha, fine, fine, fine, so what if I did it, what can you two do to me?"

After all, he was the founding monarch, and being under surveillance for nearly a year had already made him feel a little depressed.

Now that his explanation was not believed, he simply admitted it and saw what these two people could do to him.

"Okay, just admit it. I promised Jiang kid to keep his body safe. You dared to destroy it without permission. If you don't give us an explanation today, don't blame us for bullying the weak with our numbers."

"Youngster, you are not qualified to call yourself old in front of me.

"You're bullying the weak with your numbers? Just the two of you? If you can find a few more, why should I be afraid?"

Duan Siping stood up, flicked his sleeves, and said with disdain.

Zhang Ziyang, who had just rushed over from the front yard, originally planned to ask about the situation, but after hearing this, he was also a little angry.

At this time, Qingyun's words came, "Zhang Ziyang, this bastard has ulterior motives and actually destroyed Jiang Xiaoyou's coffin."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Ziyang also became angry, "Senior, you can look down on the two of us, but if you do this, you will be making us your enemies."

"An enemy of yours? Then attack me. Let me see how you have the courage to say such things."

Duan Siping put one hand behind his back and glanced at the two people who surrounded him from the front and back, not taking them seriously at all.

"Qingyun, you just interfere from the side, I will take the main attack." After Zhang Ziyang finished speaking, his figure instantly approached, and then he slapped out with a palm.

The moment the palm power was released, the originally dim night suddenly surged with a golden light. This golden light was like the rising sun at dawn, penetrating the darkness and heading towards Duan Siping.

Although Qingyun's realm has now recovered and his skills are more refined than before, he is well aware that the gap in realm is too great, so he did not get close, but instead used his palm power in the air to interfere.

"Purple Sun Realm, Purple Sun Divine Palm, nothing more than this."

As Duan Siping finished speaking, he suddenly stretched out his right hand and shot out five sword energies with different momentum.

The thumb released the Shao Shang sword, like a bolt of lightning.

The index finger released the Shangyang Sword, which was so clever and flexible that it could even change its trajectory.

The middle finger sends out the Zhongchong sword, opening and closing with great momentum.

The ring finger sends out the Guanchong sword, which has the meaning of using clumsiness to defeat cleverness.

The little finger sends out the Shaochong sword, which is light, swift and the fastest.

The five sword energies circulated through different meridians, instantly increasing in power, and in the blink of an eye they met the scorching and masculine Purple Sun Divine Palm.

A sizzling sound was heard, and the sword energy was burned by the hot energy of the Purple Sun Divine Palm, but its unparalleled penetrating power instantly pierced through the true energy palm.

At the same time, Duan Siping casually stretched out his left hand, and a subtle sword energy shot out from the little finger of his left hand, attacking Qingyun through the air.

This is exactly the ever-changing Shaoze sword.

A series of six sword energies, combined together, formed the Six Meridians Divine Sword that he created.

Chapter 447 Showing up to stop

"Yes, you are at the peak of the middle stage of the Grandmaster Realm and can block my five sword energies. You have some strength."

"Zhang Ziyang, are you okay?" Qingyun asked worriedly on the other side.

Because he was a little far away, he saw his palm power being dispersed and immediately dodged.

But when he saw blood flowing from Zhang Ziyang's right hand and right chest, he suddenly became worried.