"Granduncle, is Zhang Yan crazy? He actually dares to capture more than twenty relatives of the true disciples of the Six Rivers and Four Islands. Isn't he afraid of offending these true disciples? Doesn't he care about the families behind these people? "
When he first heard Zhang Yan's actions, Feng Zhen almost suspected that he had heard wrongly. Although the Six Rivers and Four Islands were not a large family, they were still a force that could not be ignored when they joined forces. Moreover, one of the people captured was a direct descendant of the Feng family. Zhang Yan's actions were simply audacious and unscrupulous.
Feng Shang, however, waved his large fan lightly and said with a calm expression, "Zhen 'er, you still don't understand. This time, Zhang Yan has already used himself as a fulcrum to pry the master and disciple's bloodline into fighting with our families. Before the outcome is decided, the master and disciple's bloodline will definitely protect him. Who dares to stand up for him now? Thus, although his actions seem crazy, in fact, he is actually safe and sound. "
Feng Zhen, however, was puzzled. "Then what? Does he not want to stay in the Ying Cang Sect anymore? Isn't he afraid that our Feng family or the Six Rivers and Four Islands will find trouble with him in the future? "
Feng Shang placed his hands behind his head and narrowed his eyes. "That will also be a year and a half later. At that time, the situation … heh heh, who can say for sure?"
"A year and a half?" Feng Zhen was shocked. "Why would it take so long? I heard that the family is working with several other families to pressure the master and disciple's bloodline, and the sect leader doesn't seem to be doing anything … "
Feng Shang sneered. "Extremely stupid. Do you think that the master and disciple's bloodline is not acting because they care about the strength of our families? That's because they think that our families have too little meat and can't eat their fill! The sect leader wants you people who don't know what's good for you to jump out one by one so that they can catch all of you in one fell swoop! "
Feng Zhen was shocked. "Don't our families share weal and woe and advance and retreat together? Isn't the sect leader afraid of causing public anger by doing this? "
Feng Shang shook his head repeatedly and said, "This time, the Master and disciple Sect only targeted the Six Rivers, Four Islands, and our Feng family. They didn't invade the interests of our aristocratic families. People with discerning eyes will not die with us. Perhaps they have long been hoping that we will be weakened, so that they can follow behind and share a share of the profits."
The aristocratic families were not united, and there were many contradictions between them. They would only fight against each other when the master and the disciple were harming their common interests. For example, Ning Chongxuan watched the five inherited disciples being killed, which caused their common panic and dissatisfaction.
But this time, it was different. The master and disciple lineage was clearly only targeting the Feng Corporation and the Six Rivers and Four Islands. If it had nothing to do with them, why did he have to wade into this muddy water? It was already good enough that he didn't take a bite.
"Besieging a true disciple is not a small crime. Not only do they not repent, they even want to suppress their master and disciple lineage. I think the Feng family will suffer a great loss this time." Feng Shang's eyes flashed and he said in a low voice, "Zhang Yan's plan is vicious. With a flip of his hand, not only did he take advantage of the situation to wrap himself up, but he also took advantage of the situation to trick the Feng family. He is indeed a good opponent."
Feng Zhen finally realized that the Feng family seemed to have a chance to fight back, but in fact, they were already in a deep crisis. He immediately broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly walked down from his seat, bowed down, and said, "Great-nephew asks granduncle, how should this matter be resolved?"
Feng Shang glanced at him and said indifferently, "Of course there is a way. Let Feng Ji die obediently, kill him, and send him to the 'Zhengqing Courtyard'. Then, send someone to appease Zhang Yan. This way, we can cut off this matter in advance and not give the master and disciple a chance to attack us."
Feng Zhen's eyes widened. "In this way, won't we still lose the life of a Feng family member? That will greatly damage the reputation of the Feng family? "
Feng Shang snorted and said, "When the nest is overturned, how can there be unharmed eggs? In my opinion, it's worth it to use Feng Ji's life to prevent the family from suffering a loss. You have to know that Zhang Yan's plan is vicious. No matter what the result is, it's a slap to the Feng family's face. We have to lose our face. Why do we have to hold on to it so tightly? "
Feng Zhen bowed on the ground and said, "Thank you for your advice, granduncle. When I return, I will report this matter to the elders in the family. I hope they will make a decision soon."
Feng Shang slowly shook his head but did not say anything.
Feng Zhen hesitated for a moment, then said hatefully, "But Zhang Yan is too hateful. I wonder if granduncle has a way to get rid of him?"
The fan in Feng Shang's hand paused. His gaze was cold as he said, "When I lured Zhang Yan into the Danding Courtyard, how could I not have a backup plan? It's just that now is not the time to act. We need to wait for the right time."
"This … can granduncle reveal a thing or two?"
Feng Shang smiled and did not answer. Seeing that Feng Zhen was about to ask again, he simply lay down on the bed and covered his face with the fan. He said, "Time to sleep, time to sleep."
Feng Zhen had no choice but to bow a few more times and leave.
Five months later.
Dark clouds rolled on Spirit Page Island. Metal, wind, and fire Qi roiled. It was several times more vigorous than usual.
At this time, Zhang Yan had refined eighty breaths of Dry Spirit Clear Qi in his body. Now, he only needed one more breath before he could leap into the "initial transformation of the Sea of Qi" realm. Such rapid progress was all thanks to the elixirs sent by the Wang family and the method of refining the Billowing Cloud Clear Qi.
However, this last breath of Clear Qi had been repeatedly condensed for seven days and seven nights, but there was still no success.
In the end, he simply gave up the idea of refining it with the Billowing Cloud Clear Qi. Instead, he used the method of drawing Qi and released the eighty breaths of Dry Spirit Clear Qi together in an attempt to extract this breath of Clear Qi from the Yuanzhen.
However, he did not expect that when the eighty breaths of Clear Qi were released, the last breath of Clear Qi somehow communicated with the Heavy Evil Qi in the depths of the earth's crust, causing the metal and fire Qi to surge continuously.
This Heavy Evil Qi was far more ferocious than the usual Evil Qi. At this moment, as if knowing that he was about to succeed, the Heavy Evil Qi surged towards his five apertures. It was as if it wanted to overwhelm him and destroy his Dao foundation.
The eighty breaths of Clear Qi were also scattered by the Heavy Evil Qi. If he was not careful, these refined Clear Qi could also be contaminated.
At this critical juncture, Zhang Yan's original self was not disturbed. He guarded the Dan aperture and his spirit did not waver at all. In a flash, he fixed the eighty breaths of Dry Spirit Clear Qi. In his heart, he silently chanted the Taiyi Gold Calligraphy Incantation. The Yuanzhen slowly moved and very patiently grinded away the Evil Qi that seeped into his body from his pores.
After another three days, the last breath of air was like a chicken that had just broken out of its shell. There was only a sliver left. At this moment, Zhang Yan's eyes suddenly opened. His body unconsciously shook, as if something had suddenly left his body.
All the Dry Spirit Clear Qi outside suddenly surged and without being summoned, it all entered his eyes, ears, mouth and nose. His facial features immediately felt relaxed and light. Looking at his chest again, he saw the eighty one breaths of Clear Qi were rippling like water waves. At this moment, he had officially stepped into the first level of Clear Qi, the state of "Initial Formation of Sea of Qi"!
But the Clear Qi floated up and down in the Dan aperture, like the rolling of the rivers and seas. This power did not seem to want him to stop and continued to urge him to circulate his technique.
Zhang Yan understood something. He opened his mouth and inhaled. He swallowed a mouthful of the Heavy Evil Qi in front of him and wrapped it with the Clear Qi. He placed it into the Yuanzhen and continued to grind it.
After a day and night, he Just Now grinded away the Heavy Evil Qi. At this moment, greenish-black sweat continuously seeped out from the pores of his body.
"Phew …"
He let out a long breath. A blackish-grey breath, like smoke, was spat out from his mouth and nose.
Looking at his inner body, he realized that other than the eighty one breaths of Dry Spirit Clear Qi, there was actually another breath of black Qi.
Zhang Yan could not help but be overjoyed. He actually managed to gather the first breath of Kun Ling Evil Qi? Didn't that save him a few months of effort?
"Wonderful, wonderful. This second step is even more difficult than the first. Who knew that the Taiyi Golden Scripture would be so marvelous. Extreme Yang as Yin, extreme Yin as Yang. I actually broke through two stages in one breath. Fortune and misfortune indeed go hand in hand. It all depends on whether I can keep my heart and follow the Dao."
He had great luck on him. The Heavenly Dao lifted the whip high and kept striking down, not allowing him to slack off.
But wasn't this exactly what he wanted? The cultivation of Xuan techniques was naturally like rowing a boat against the current. There was no retreat. Only by taking a step forward would one be in line with the Heavenly Heart. Hence, it was unstoppable. If one's will was not strong enough, even if it was just a step back, one would be abandoned by the Heavenly Dao.
At this time, Zhang Yan saw eighty-one breaths of Dry Spirit Clear Qi gathering and dispersing in his body, moving around unpredictably, but a breath of turbid Qi was stagnant and heavy, like a deep well. His heart moved, he opened his mouth and spat out the turbid Qi from his chest, only to hear a "chi" sound, the stone wall was actually pierced by a hole of unknown depth, two fingers wide.
He took another deep breath and recalled the turbid qi back into his chest. He realized that the turbid qi was not damaged at all. It was obvious that this wasn't the limit of the turbid qi. He could not help but nod his head, "No wonder the Taiyi Golden Scripture said that when one cultivated to the Mystic Light Realm, one ray of mystic light would be able to melt metal. Just the turbid qi alone has such power. It seems like it wasn't an exaggeration."
Zhang Yan knew that he had used up all his momentum this time. His cultivation probably wouldn't be able to take another step forward in the next few days. He still had to slowly train himself in the future.
He calculated that he would need at most half a year. In another half a year, he would be able to enter the second level of Bright Qi, "Summon Clouds and Summon Clouds". At that time, the turbid qi and clear qi would merge together and he would be able to condense the qi of clouds and rain. He would be able to use this qi to travel through the clouds without the help of a flying boat.
For flying techniques, only when one reached the third level of Bright Qi would there be a seed of mystic light in their body. Only then would they be able to use this seed of mystic light to merge with their flying sword. If they reached the first level of Mystic Light Realm, "Spirit Light Initial Illumination", they would be able to use mystic light to cover their body and travel through the void.
"Shhh …"
Zhang Yan suddenly heard a sharp sound from outside the cave and he immediately recognized that it was the sound of the Howling Lake Golden Sword.
Who sent him a letter?
He immediately took out the talisman and released the restriction. He opened the door of the cave and allowed the golden sword to fly in. After catching the sword, he opened the letter and saw that it was informing him that the direct disciples would gather together to admire the moon and view the scenery ten days later. It was an invitation to attend the meeting.
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