Fengming Mountain. Lingyun Cave.
The moon was like a hook, and the sword was like frost.
Under the moonlight, Ye Fan, dressed in white, stood on the precipice of the mountain peak, looking down the mountain in a daze. A cool breeze blew, and his clothes fluttered. At this time, the peach forest at the foot of the mountain was full of peach blossoms, and the flowers were like clusters of flames. Although it was night, to Ye Fan, it was no different from daytime.
"Last year, today, in this door, the human face and peach blossoms reflected each other's red. I don't know where the human face is, but the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze. "Ye Fan was touched by the scene, and started to recite a poem by Cui Hu of the Tang Dynasty. He thought back to two months ago, when he and Chiko got married here. The scene was still vivid in his mind, but now it was different. Everyone who was present at that time was not by his side now.
Sky Dragon returned to the Celestial Court, Brother Kim was missing, Father Ye Kong and Grandfather Ye Yun were now wanted by the imperial court, and no one knew whether they were alive or not, Jinchan and Xiao Zhao returned to Miaojiang to deal with important matters of the sect, and his beloved wife was in prison and had lost her memory, and they were strangers. What hurt him even more was that his wife, who had helped him in the past, was going to marry Matsumoto Taro Matsumoto, the son of the enemy who killed his father, on the tenth of next month.
In such a huge Lingyun Cave, he was the only one left.
He had been back for almost a month, and he only did one thing every day, which was to cultivate Qi. He cultivated Qi day and night without stopping. Out of the twenty-four hours a day, he spent twenty hours refining his Qi. In order to save time, he prepared a lot of food and water, and put them on the stone table of the Moon Gazing Pavilion at the top of the mountain. When he slept, he did not dare to go back to the wedding room, because everything there still had Chiko's scent, the soft and comfortable bedding still had Chiko's fragrance, and the comb on the dressing table still had Fujiwara No Chiko's hair hanging on it, not to mention her underwear. In order to concentrate on cultivating Qi, he simply ate and lived in the Moon Gazing Pavilion at the top of the mountain. When he was thirsty or hungry, he reached out and grabbed the food on the stone table, and when he was tired, he leaned against the stone pillar to take a nap, but the stone pillar was hard and cold, so how could he sleep soundly? In less than two hours, he would turn over and fall to the ground. When he woke up, he would get up and cultivate Qi.
In the blink of an eye, a month had passed, and tomorrow was the tenth day of the lunar month. On this day, Ye Fan did not cultivate Qi. He took a bath, changed into a clean set of clothes, and went to the cliff to get some fresh air. On one hand, he moved his body, and on the other hand, he thought about what Cui Ziwen said to him that day. There was not much time left. This time, no matter what, he had to take Chiko away. There could not be any mistakes. However, as Cui Ziwen said, other than the Snake Shadow Sword and Qi, he did not have any other moves that he could use. He had fought with Zhou Quan before, and knew that his cultivation was not low, and his movements were swift and fierce. At that time, he did not have the upper hand at all. Zhou Quan was already like this, and now there was Zhou Dao, who had special techniques, not to mention the experts by Matsumoto Takeyoshi's side. Even if he had the Dharma robe and the Divine Weapon in hand, he was afraid that his chances of winning would still be less than 50%. As Ye Fan thought, he took out the page of the Xuantian Secret Manual that Brother Kim had given him at his wedding with Chiko. He remembered very clearly that Brother Kim had specially told him that this Xuantian Secret Manual was not a small matter. If he wanted to cultivate it, he had to wait until his Qi Sea was completely filled with pure Qi. If he cultivated it blindly, he would definitely suffer from Qi Deviation.
Although the Qi in his body had been cultivated day and night for nearly a month, and was already filled with Qi, most of it was still invisible Qi. After being compressed and purified, the pure Qi in his body only took up less than one-fifth of his Qi Sea. According to his current progress, if he wanted to fill his Qi Sea with pure Qi, even if he did not eat or sleep, and cultivated day and night, he would still need at least half a year's time. Time waits for no man. Ye Fan began to think about the Xuantian Secret Manual.
"Brother Kim, for Chiko, I can only take a risk." As Ye Fan spoke, he turned around and returned to his seat in the Moon Gazing Pavilion, and began to silently read the Xuantian Secret Manual. If he wanted to safely rescue his beloved wife Chiko, he could only take a risk.
The entire Qi Training Manual was only a few hundred words, but it revealed the secrets of Heaven and Earth, the essence of Qi Training. After Ye Fan read it, his expression changed greatly. When Brother Kim gave him the Xuantian Secret Manual, he had taken a few glances and knew that this Xuantian Secret Manual was powerful. Although he was already mentally prepared, he was still shocked. The Qi Gathering Technique that Brother Kim taught him was already very powerful, but compared to this Xuantian Secret Manual, it was like comparing the light of a firefly to the bright moon!
After calming down, Ye Fan saw that this Qi Training Manual was not a small matter, so after memorizing the entire text, he placed the paper in the center of his palm and clapped his hands. "Pa!" The paper turned into fine powder and scattered with the wind. He had already developed the habit of being careful. There were many strong enemies, so it was not safe for him to keep this Xuantian Secret Manual. If it fell into the hands of others, the consequences would be unthinkable. It was better to be careful.
Ye Fan stood up and sat cross-legged. He focused his mind and prepared to cultivate the Qi Gathering Technique in the Xuantian Secret Manual.
"You're cultivating the Xuantian Secret Manual when your Qi is not full, aren't you afraid of going crazy?" Just as Ye Fan was preparing to gather Qi, a voice suddenly sounded in his mind, a voice that was exactly the same as his.
"There's no other way," Ye Fan replied, "Time waits for no one, I can only try. This time, no matter what, I can't fail again." Ye Fan knew who he was.
"Don't blame me for not warning you. You don't have enough Qi right now, so if you force yourself to cultivate the Xuantian Secret Manual, you might go crazy." The voice in his mind said.
"She's my wife," Ye Fan said, "I'm not even afraid of dying for her, so why would I be afraid of going crazy?"
"Why don't you let me help you?" The voice in his mind asked, "If I act, saving that woman will be as easy as turning my hand."
"I don't trust you," Ye Fan said, "Last time, if it wasn't for the Frost Dragon protecting its master, she and father would have been dead already."
"Hehe," the voice in his mind laughed, "I don't have the obligation to protect them. Other than you, everything else has nothing to do with me."
"Why are you looking for me?" Ye Fan asked.
"I'm here to tell you that this Xuantian Secret Manual has nine levels. You don't have enough Qi right now, so you can only cultivate to the first level at most." The voice in his mind said, "Even so, I'm afraid it will still affect you."
"What effect?" Ye Fan asked, "How do you know?"
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