The Five-Colored Spirit Lizard crawled past his finger and wagged its long tail as if it was trying to please Zhang Yan. It took away a jade bead in its mouth. Zhang Yan's gaze followed it all the way into the crack on the wall and smiled. With these spiritual beasts in the cave abode, they could catch flies, eat bugs, and clean up dirt. Poisonous snakes and fierce beasts would not dare to come close. Moreover, they only needed to be fed with one bead a year. It was really worth it. However, he felt that it was a pity that none of these living creatures could be reflected in the broken jade.
Compared to these spiritual beasts, Tang Yan and the others on the north island were useless to him. They were not even as useful as chicken ribs.
He had taken the initiative to mention to Ning Chongxuan about returning this girl, but Ning Chongxuan did not mention it. There must be a deeper meaning behind it. After thinking about it carefully, he decided to leave these people there. Without the offerings from the Golden Pearl Jade Pool, he wanted to see how long they could last there. If they left on their own accord, they could not blame him.
Zhang Yan thought to himself, "Senior Brother Ning said that three years from now, there will be a big competition in the sect. At that time, all the disciples of the nine peaks will gather, and there will be no lack of outstanding experts from the younger generation. I heard that the rewards will be quite generous. I will work hard to cultivate, and when the time comes, I hope to be able to achieve something in the big competition!"
Although the direct disciples did not have to go out and fight, the competition between them was still intense. Moreover, the disciples of the other houses were hostile towards the direct disciples and would constantly provoke them. However, not only did the upper house not care about it, they even set up rewards to encourage such fights. There was even a competition once every three years to prevent the disciples' cultivation from stagnating.
As for the rewards given by the sect, it depended on the cultivation of each disciple. Although they were both direct disciples, the Mystic Light Realm cultivators would receive ten times more than the Clear Qi Realm cultivators. They would also be rewarded with treasures and flying swords. The two could not be mentioned in the same breath. Therefore, no matter from which aspect, the most important thing was to improve one's own cultivation.
If he was a cultivator with a high cultivation, why would he care about Tang Yan's trivial matter?
As the sky darkened, Zhang Yan walked out of the cave abode and came to the underground fire vent of the Spirit Page Island. Every day, it was the time when the earth fire surged for the third time in a day. The mountain peak was filled with murderous aura, mist, and spiritual vigor. This was the best time for him to polish his Yuanzhen.
Over the past two months, he had been practicing the Primordial Unity Golden Script in the broken jade piece for the first twenty days, which was equivalent to one year in the outside world. Not only had he thoroughly mastered the script, but he had also tested the maximum endurance of his body at each stage.
For example, at this stage, he could at most take in three and a half mouthfuls of Evil Qi to refine his Primordial Qi. Any more and he would be injured, and any less would be insufficient. At the beginning, he could only take in half a mouthful at most. Now, as he continued to practice and adapt, the amount he could take in also increased.
In this way, he could maintain the efficiency of his practice to the maximum, so that he could maintain the same speed of improvement in his practice. Those cultivators who practiced the Primordial Unity Golden Script in the past, even if they had elders by their side to protect them, would not be as bold as him.
However, every step he took was practiced repeatedly in the broken jade piece. He only dared to practice on his real body when he was sure that there were no mistakes. Thanks to the "Record of Inner Meditation of Xuanyuan", his control of Qi activity was extremely Daoren. The moment he started practicing the Primordial Unity Golden Script, he did not feel awkward at all.
Zhang Yan sat beside the Earth Fire Aperture. After a month of practice, he was about to refine the first mouthful of Dry Spirit Qi today. With a loud "boom" in his ears, the surrounding smoke and dust rose, and the Evil Qi gushed out. His spirit suddenly became extremely focused. He slowly inhaled the golden fire Evil Qi through his mouth and nose, and then swallowed it. The Evil Qi washed back and forth in his meridians. Strands of Primordial Qi were forced out of his internal aperture. Under the corrosion of the Evil Qi, the Evil Qi was slowly dissolved, and finally turned into spiritual Qi.
He repeated this over and over again, and the spiritual Qi gathered more and more. After an unknown period of time, he felt his internal organs churning. He opened his mouth and exhaled a turbid Qi. When he looked carefully, there seemed to be a faint black and red color in it, which was the impurities of the Primordial Qi that were dissolved in his body.
Zhang Yan looked inside himself and saw a mouthful of spiritual Qi that was as clear as water flowing back and forth in his Dantian aperture. Pleasantly surprised, he said, "It's done!" The first mouthful of Dry Spirit Qi was the most difficult, but once this Qi was out, he would be able to draw Qi from Qi, and no longer need to painstakingly grind like before.
His eyes flashed. Since he had already refined the first mouthful of Dry Spirit Qi, he could use it to practice the first step of the method recorded in the Lan Yun Secret Book.
When he first received this book, he couldn't decide which Daoist book he wanted to practice first. But after he carefully read through it and compared it, he discovered many profundities within it, and he felt that his worries were completely unnecessary.
The Clear Qi stage was nothing more than grinding the Primordial Qi to refine spiritual Qi. Here, the two Dao books were the same, but the emphasis was different.
The Taiyi Golden Book emphasized on the word "refine". It focused on the training of the Qi activity itself, and only a few strokes of the method were used.
On the other hand, although the Lan Yun Secret Book also had the method to refine spiritual Qi, in Zhang Yan's opinion, it was not that brilliant. It was not even worth mentioning when compared to the Taiyi Golden Book. But this did not mean that this Dao book was worthless. This secret book emphasized on the word "method". It mainly emphasized on how to circulate and move the spiritual Qi after it was refined, and how to produce changes.
In Zhang Yan's opinion, this was understandable. A cultivator who could practice the Taiyi Golden Book would at least have an upper or middle grade pulse. Once the Qi activity was formed, it would be powerful and domineering, cruel and unparalleled. No matter how many changes were made, there was naturally no need to practice any more method to circulate it.
However, the Lan Yun Secret Book was different. Most of the cultivators who practiced this Dao book were of the lower grade, which was much lower than the upper grade, so they could only use tricks on the changes of spiritual Qi. In fact, cultivators who possessed the lower grade pulse were all well-versed in all kinds of tricks to use spiritual Qi.
To put it bluntly, the Lan Yun Secret Book was innately inferior, so it could only make a fuss on the changes of spiritual Qi. Zhang Yan did not dare to guess the cultivation of that Sun Zhenren. But in his opinion, he was afraid that he was a person who had developed the changes of the spiritual Qi circulation to the extreme.
The two Dao books focused on "refining" and the other on "method". Not only did they not conflict with each other, but they complemented each other, practicing and using as one. That was why he had decided early on that after he had cultivated the first breath of Dry Spiritual Qi, he would try to see what was so wonderful about the method recorded in this secret book!
He did not return to the cave, but stood there and started to circulate according to the method. According to the Dao book, once the spiritual Qi was circulated, his body would become like cotton, as light as a feather. He could borrow the strength of the wind and tread on the waves and water.
But the spiritual Qi that Zhang Yan had was not something that a normal Clear Qi disciple could have. It was a trace of Dry Spiritual Qi that was refined from golden fire and strong wind. It was the purest of all. As he circulated the method, he suddenly felt his body become light. Coincidentally, a gust of wind blew and his feet left the ground like a feather.
This was something that he did not expect. He calmed himself down and his expression changed slightly. He took a deep breath and took a step forward. His foot stepped on the rising mist and his whole body was lifted up. As if he had spread his wings, he leisurely went straight up to the clouds!
When he stood still again, he found that he was standing on top of the mist. He could look up at the stars above and look down at the great lake below. He could not help but sigh in his heart, "The so-called riding the mist and clouds is nothing more than this! When I reach the second realm of Clear Qi, I will naturally be able to gather Qi to form clouds and use it to travel in all directions. This is the way of the immortals! "
At this time, on the other side of the Spirit Page Island, Ling Er was complaining to Tang Yan, "Yan 'niang, when will these days end?"
Over a hundred of them were huddled at the edge of the island, all for the sake of avoiding the baleful aura. Those strong men were still fine, as they only relied on various secret medicines and golden sand to increase their cultivation base. Normally, they didn't need to do much breathing exercises. Moreover, their bodies were strong and condensed, as if they were a single piece.
But these women were different. Most of their techniques leaned towards the Yin attribute. When the golden phoenix fire appeared, they would feel dizzy and their internal organs would burn. Not to mention cultivating, they did not even dare to leave the door of the straw hut. They could only cultivate for two to four hours every night. Even so, they had to be careful, afraid that they would inhale the spiritual Qi into their bodies.
If the spiritual Qi entered their bodies, it would mix with their Yuanzhen, causing their Qi to be impure. Over time, their internal meridians would be damaged, and their foundations would be destroyed unknowingly. Hence, the spiritual Qi on the island was like a poisonous beast to them.
Seeing that Tang Yan did not respond to her words and seemed to have something on her mind, Ling Er rolled her eyes and said, "I heard that Zhang Yan took Sun Zhenren's secret book. I'm afraid he is worrying about the moon now?"
Upon hearing Ling 'er's teasing, Tang Yan also smiled and said, "There are as many Mist Avatars in this world as there are hairs on an ox. However, there are very few who are able to successfully cultivate it. Sage Master is a one in ten thousand genius. How can Zhang Yan compare to him?"
"Yes, yes, yes." Ling Er clapped her hands and said, "That's right."
Tang Yan smiled and said, "Ling 'er, it's time. Go and cultivate by yourself."
Ling Er tilted her head and looked outside the straw hut. She said, "Today's spiritual Qi is finally over. Yan 'niang, I'm going to meditate."
"Go ahead."
Ling Er bowed and left. Not long after she walked out of the door, she exclaimed, "Yan 'niang, quickly come and see. Isn't that Zhang Yan?"
Tang Yan was shocked. She got off the bed and walked out of the hut. She saw Ling Er looking at the sky in shock. Following her gaze, she saw a person standing in the air with his hands behind his back under the bright moon. His sleeves were fluttering and his robe was dancing. At this moment, the stars in the sky were like a sea, making this person look like a celestial being!
She looked over. If it wasn't Zhang Yan, who else could it be?
Ling Er said in shock, "How long has Zhang Yan been cultivating? How can he already control Qi and fly? Didn't the people around Wang Lang say that his talent is average and not worth cultivating? "
Tang Yan suddenly felt a wave of irritation in her heart. "Could it be that this Zhang Yan is really a cultivation genius like Ning Chongxuan said? No, this person has no background and no foundation. Even if he has achieved something now, it will only be a flash in the pan! "
Although she thought this way, for some reason, there was a wave of irritation in her heart that could not be quelled. These few days, she had been exhausted by the Fiery Golden Phoenix on the island. She wanted to ask Wang Silang for help in advance, but she was still proud of her status and refused to lower herself. But now that she saw this scene, it was as if she had been provoked by something and decided not to wait any longer.
She clenched the silk handkerchief in her hand and bit her lower lip. She said sternly, "Ling Er, come with me to write a letter to Wang Lang. Just say, just say that we have been suffering from the spiritual Qi here every day. It is unbearable and we have no one to rely on. I hope that he will pity us and come to rescue us soon!"
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