When Yan Song heard about what Li Qingshan had done in the past two days, he became so surprised that his mouth hung open. The organisation of the school was so great that it ranked towards the top even within the entire Clear River prefecture. It was not something that the Green Vine mountain or the Qian family could rival. Even the Iron Fist paled in comparison. The Sacred Hall
The main building of the school was located in the Clear River prefecture. That was a place where noble people came and went, so they had a very wide network of friends. Even vice commander Hua of the Hawkwolf Guard often visited there. It was said that the sect master of the same school was the most familiar with him.
Li Qingshan had actually offended, no, destroyed the school as soon as he arrived in Jiaping city. He was absolutely audacious.
Li Qingshan said, "I just want justice." He subconsciously pressed down on the hilt of the Wind-entwining blade on his waist. He already knew where justice was.
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There was no moon tonight. In the dead of night, Li Qingshan sat with his legs crossed in a small, pitch-black building with his eyes closed.
True qi constantly revolved around his body, circulating through his body according to the third layer of the Innate Method of Practising Qi. Even with the assistance of Qi Gathering pills, it grew at an extremely slow rate.
The sumeru ring on his finger did not seem like anything special in the darkness, but it did not respond at all to the pure true qi that Li Qingshan channeled into it.
He felt like he was guarding a great treasury, yet he was unable to enter it. All he could do was pace up and down the entrance, trying to guess what was inside.
He could resist the temptation from the collection of a Golden Core master over all these years. However, he could not resist the words that Oxen had said before they parted, "I've left something in there for you."
Oxen had casually taught a terrifying ability of the demonic path like the Path of White Bone and Great Beauty to Little Ann. What kind of secret treasure would it be to tell him about it so seriously?
A legendary god artifact? A supreme ability that could overturn rivers and seas? A wondrous pill that could allow one to ascend to beyond the Nine Heavens after ingesting it?
Normally, he didn't dare to think too much about it. The more he thought about it, the more he felt like a hundred claws were scratching his heart. He sighed in his heart, "Brother Niu, Brother Niu, if you want to give me something, can't you just give it to me directly? Why do you have to make things so difficult for me? Furthermore, you have to use the human method to open the Sumeru Ring. Back then, it was you who wanted to become a demon, so I became a demon. "
Although he was so emotional, he also felt that there must be a deeper meaning behind the Azure Ox's actions. The Azure Ox must have expected that he would return to the human world as a human. Could it be that the reason why he gave him such a test was because he wanted him to cultivate and achieve success as a human?
If he couldn't figure it out, then there was no need to think about it anymore. He needed this identity as a human. He had only been in Jiaping for two days, and he had already obtained more than a hundred Qi Gathering Pills. The stronger he was, the easier it would be for him to obtain pills, and the safer he would be.
After all, he could not transform in front of others. Most of the time, he still had to rely on the path of Qi Refinement, and the first layer of Qi Refinement was indeed too weak.
He suddenly stopped cultivating. The essence of the fourth tier of the Xiantian Method of Training of Qi slowly flowed through his mind. Every word and sentence was crystal clear.
He was trying to open the Yang Heel Meridian of the Eight Extraordinary Meridians, and break through the first layer of Qi Refinement to the second. This was the first meridian he was about to open. He would knock on the door of the path of Qi Refinement, and truly enter the next level. It could be said that compared to the first three tiers of the Xiantian Method of Training of Qi, it had a completely different meaning.
Driven by his will, his true qi flowed like water into his left leg, sinking into his ankle, where the Shenmai Meridian was. This was the beginning of the Yang Heel Meridian. If he wanted to open the Yang Heel Meridian, this was where the door was.
He no longer sat cross-legged on the bed. Instead, he changed into a strange posture. He leaned forward and stretched his left leg, like some kind of yoga movement.
Little Ann was originally squatting by the bed, concentrating on the large pile of Buddhist scriptures that Li Qingshan had brought back. At this time, he also put down the book in his hands and looked at Li Qingshan with concern.
What Li Qingshan wanted to do was knock on the door!
His true qi rushed towards the Shenmai Meridian like a tidal wave, but the door was tightly shut, showing no signs of opening for him. Forget opening the meridian, he couldn't even move it at all.
He knew that his accumulation of true qi was still too weak. His true qi reserves had not reached the peak of the first layer of Qi Refinement. The normal way was to continue accumulating true qi and slowly plan. In a few months' time, the true qi in his body would be able to gather into a large river and break through the dam that was blocking his way. (《》)
But what he wanted to do now was to use a small stream to break through the dam. The difficulty could not be said to be low. But "ten thousand years is too long. Seize every minute." He had to try and gamble before he was willing to give up. He chewed another Qi Gathering pill to replenish his true qi.
After trying many times, he still didn't gain anything. Finally, he stopped. However, he didn't give up. Instead, he focused even more on controlling his True Qi, condensing it again and again. He turned the stream into ice, and then into a spear. It was a hundred times smaller, but also a hundred times stronger.
Then, when it could not be condensed any further, the ice spear suddenly pierced towards the dam with an unstoppable force.
The bottom of his foot suddenly hurt, but Li Qingshan did not care. Instead, he revealed a look of surprise. This time, the true qi was not blocked. It pierced deep into the Shenmai Meridian, and under his urging, it penetrated deeper bit by bit with great difficulty.
There seemed to be a soft sound in his body. The dam in front of the stream was pierced through, and the true qi continuously flowed into the Yang Heel Meridian.
A spot of light suddenly lit up in his body, like the first star shining in the endless universe.
But before Li Qingshan could be happy, the true qi hit another barrier in front of him, the Pushen Meridian, which was also located in his ankle.
The true qi was smashed into pieces. It could not be condensed and was forced out by the invisible pressure in the Yin Heel Meridian.
The meridian had failed to open!
Even the Shenmai Meridian that had been opened closed again.
Li Qingshan took a deep breath. Tonight, he had been praised by Yan Song as a cultivation genius many times, but now he could not even open the first meridian. It was already so difficult to cultivate to the second level of Qi Disciple. Only then did he know that the path of Qi Disciple was not simple.
Comparatively speaking, yao cultivators were much more brainless. As long as they blindly breathed in and out the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, or ate spiritual herbs and elixirs, they would constantly strengthen their yao qi. Once it reached a certain level, they would naturally be able to condense a yao core. The following cultivation was also the same as before, constantly gathering the yao qi into the yao core. Once it reached a certain level, the heavenly lightning would strike. If they could pass it, they would transform into a yao general. If they could not, they would turn into charcoal. It was simple and clear.
Most of the monsters started as wild beasts, and some even started as plants. They all relied on their instincts to cultivate. If they needed a bit of intelligence and thinking, then there would be no monsters in the world.
But even though it was simple, it still took time. Not to mention plants, a normal wild beast in the wild would need at least a hundred years to become a yao general. They would also need to eat spiritual herbs at the level of spiritual ginseng in the wild to have a slight chance. There were many monsters that took three to five hundred years to transform.
As for the meridian, it was a gift from the heavens to humans, and also a shortcut discovered by humans. But no matter how good the shortcut was, it had to be walked step by step.
Take Li Qingshan for example. He had only practiced qi for a few days, and he already wanted to open his meridian. He had failed and still lamented that it was not easy to practice qi. In the eyes of other practitioners, he was simply unreasonable.
But Li Qingshan was not discouraged. He first grabbed a handful of Qi Gathering pills and stuffed them into his mouth. He did not swallow them, and then began to break through again.
With his first experience, it was much easier for him to break through the Shenmai acupoint. And after breaking through the Shenmai acupoint, he did not dare to be distracted. He clenched his teeth and crushed a Qi Gathering pill. As he replenished his qi, he focused on breaking through the next checkpoint.
Four hours passed. He had eaten twenty-five Qi Gathering pills and broken through thirteen times. His highest record was breaking through three acupoints on his foot: the Shenmai, Pushen, and Biyang acupoints. His qi flowed along his left leg, but when it reached the Juheng acupoint on his crotch, it was blocked.
And once it was blocked, it was like rowing a boat against the current. If he did not advance, he would be pushed back. His qi would be directly pushed out, and even the acupoints that he had unblocked would close again. There were twelve acupoints on the Yangqiao acupoint. If he was a normal practitioner, he would probably have to give up.
But Li Qingshan was different. In any case, the medicinal power that he could not digest in time went to the Yao core. The Yao core did not have to worry about wastage, and there was no need to worry about the accumulation of medicinal power. This allowed Li Qingshan to experiment more and more recklessly. It was good if he succeeded, but there was no harm if he failed.
And he felt that as long as the acupoints that he had unblocked were closed again, it would be slightly easier to open them again the next time. And in this process, Li Qingshan had also accumulated a lot of experience. He had a deeper understanding of the fourth tier of the Innate Formula of Training of Qi.
After some consideration, Li Qingshan took out a medicinal pill. It was like the clear dew on a flower petal at dawn. It was not a Qi Gathering pill, but a Pearl Dew pill that he had exchanged with Diao Fei. This was the spiritual medicine that Diao Fei had saved for breaking through to the fourth tier. It was a bit of a waste to use it to break through to the second tier, but for Li Qingshan, who had not accumulated much, it was just right.
But if he did not succeed after eating it, it would be a waste of a good medicinal pill.
Without much hesitation, Li Qingshan decided to take a gamble.
When the Pearl Dew pill slid down his throat into his stomach, Li Qingshan could still clearly feel its coolness and smoothness. But as soon as it entered his stomach, it turned into a raging torrent.
The torrent merged with his true qi, immediately turning the flowing stream into a raging river. He broke through the three acupoints, Shenmai, Pushen, and Biyang without any obstruction. Then, he broke through the Juzhu acupoint and reached the Jianshu acupoint on the back of his shoulder. Only then did he meet with a slight obstruction.
But Li Qingshan had already focused all his attention, so how could he be obstructed here? He broke through the Jianshu, Jianshu, and Jugu acupoints on his shoulder one by one.
At this time, his true qi began to show signs of exhaustion, but he was already prepared. He chewed and swallowed Qi Gathering pills one by one, continuously stimulating his true qi and pushing it towards the Dicang, Juzhu, Chengqi, and Jingming acupoints on his face.
His true qi was already extremely close to his brain, so he needed to be extremely careful. Many Qi Practitioners would lose control and their true qi would rush to their brain, turning them into idiots. Of course, Li Qingshan did not want to end up like that.
Along the way, he broke through these four acupoints, and in his body, eleven spots of light lit up. They were like stars in the dark universe, connected by a faint path of light, like a star chart.
He finally saw the last point of the star chart, the Fengchi acupoint on the back of his head. As long as this acupoint was broken through, the Yang Heel Meridian would be opened, and a path for true qi to flow through his body would be opened. This was what people called the second level of Qi Cultivation.
But there was not much true qi left, and the medicinal power provided by the Qi Gathering pills could not be replenished from so far away. It was like an army without food supplies, about to collapse.
He felt exhausted, as if he had just experienced an extremely difficult journey. He could clearly see the end, but he could not take another step forward. As long as his True Qi collided with the Fengchi acupoint, all his previous efforts would be in vain. However, he could not stop his True Qi from advancing.
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