Chapter Twelve: Qinglian Sword Song
"How does it feel?" Yuwen Xuan asked Ye Ting to sit down, and he also sat on the ground under the Demon Hehuan Tree.
"It feels like there are ten thieves, and I haven't sent them yet."
Yuwen Xuan smiled and said to Ye Ting: "The Ten Directions Purgatory can absorb true energy and accelerate its growth. If you don't want to give it, you can cut it off at any time. But that way, when your realm is higher in the future and the growth of the Ten Directions Purgatory cannot keep up with your practice, you will know what regret is."
"But……"
"You are already lucky. Tu Bailiu happened to have Cen Huang's transformation pill in his hand. If you swallow other elixirs to replenish true qi, it will not be harmful to your body, but it will also cause the Ten Directions Purgatory to be contaminated with the properties of the elixir, and you have to spend time slowly eliminating it. If that is the case, your consumption of true qi will be more than ten times."
"Master, do you know?" Ye Ting was surprised.
Yuwen Xuan said: "Tell the truth to you, Tu Su will be influenced by me when he comes to you."
Ye Ting was not stupid, and immediately understood the cause and effect. It was the master who fell in love with Cen Huang's transformation pill in Tu Bailiu's hands. But even if he was the city lord, he could not force him to come over.
Knowing that Tu Su needs a top-grade magic weapon, Yu Wen Xuan will naturally formulate a special task to let Tu Su automatically throw a trap. Once Tu Su comes, Tu Bailiu has fallen into the dice.
In this way, Tu Su begged Ye Ting, and Tu Bailiu's favor fell on Tu Su.
"For your disciple, you have done everything like this. You must practice hard and not let down the master's face." Yuwen Xuan jokingly said.
The Demon Sect cultivating Hongchen is indeed a plot for the human mind, and it is unparalleled in the world. Ye Ting was grateful in his heart. Yuwen Xuan planned Tu Bailiu, but it was not without a price. He wanted to refine a top-grade magic weapon for Tu Su himself.
Refining top-grade magic weapons is a waste of time for the infant cultivator. This is a tailor-made thing, and the difficulty of refining is dozens of times. To design the drawings separately, the formation structure in the magic weapons must also be in line with Tu Su's secret practice techniques.
"The Purgatory of Ten Directions was originally a secret method of the Taoist sect. After the ancestor modified it, he pointed directly to the Great Dao. There were no external acupoints in the original secret method of the Taoist sect. This was originally created by Jinao Island." Yuwen Xuan did not talk about the elixir and then answered Ye Ting's doubts.
Ye Ting breathed a sigh of relief, as long as it was not mutating by himself.
"With the external acupoints, the speed at which the Ten Directions Purgatory absorbs your true energy is controlled, and you can basically grow up with you. In the original Taoist secret techniques, because there is no such restraint method, after the Ten Directions Purgatory left a mark, the Taoist disciples will have to retreat for a long time until the Ten Directions Purgatory stabilizes before they can go out to walk."
Ye Ting felt it. Sure enough, the Ten Directions Purgatory Hell absorbed his true qi and went to the acupoints outside the body. If he extracted it directly from his nine hundred acupoints, he would be in the process of exhaustion of his true qi anytime and anywhere. In that case, he could only practice in seclusion and frequently swallow elixirs to replenish his true qi.
"The Ten Directions Purgatory can provide feedback to your vitality and replenish your own strength at any time. But before you set attributes for the Ten Directions Purgatory, don't do this, it will affect the growth of the Purgatory."
"Disciple understand."
"Don't rush to set the attributes for the purgatory. I'll find a way after you build the foundation."
"Master, how can I set attributes for the Ten Directions Purgatory?" Ye Ting asked inquiry after studying.
"Use your external acupoints to send away the attributes of innate things and let the Ten Directions Purgatory swallow it. The Ten Directions Purgatory will have its own attributes and produce spirituality. With spiritual purgatory, you will start to practice yourself like you and no longer absorb power from your place. At that point of practice, it is the time when the Ten Directions Purgatory will feedback you."
Ye Ting was not confused, and Yuwen Xuan said again: "Your practice has just begun. After opening up the nine hundred acupoints, you must stabilize the foundation and continue to expand the acupoints. The ancestor has a secret method that complements the ten directions of purgatory paths. That was what the ancestor practiced in his youth. It has been repeatedly deleted and modified over the past millions of years and has been perfect. I have not had much time to teach you."
"Master!" Ye Ting was very surprised to hear what Yuwen Xuan said.
"Haha, Ye Ting, you should have heard of it. A cultivator in the infant realm has a lifespan of 3,000. I have obtained the secret method of Jinao Island. I will become a baby at the age of 300. I will break the four difficulties at the age of 800. The master will allow me to have a drop of fairy liquid to prolong my life for a long time. I am more than 9,000 years old now, and I have no more time left."
Speaking of this, Yuwen Xuan has a sad intention.
Yuwen Xuan said that the life span is a catastrophe. If you cannot advance to the Void Realm, you will be unsolvable and you will definitely die. Ye Ting was silent and didn't know how to comfort his master. Because he knew that the master could not go back to Jinao Island.
On the eight hundred continents, it is impossible to advance to the virtual realm.
"From today, you don't have to go to Tu Su's side. Start practicing the Qinglian Sword Song of the ancestor. You will advance to the condensation within two months and build the foundation successfully within three years."
"So urgent!" Ye Ting felt dizzy when he heard this.
"It's not a hurry. After you practice the Green Lotus Sword Song, you will increase your speed of practicing the Ten Directions Hells, and your foundation will be even more solid. If you can't do it..."
"Master, I will work hard." Ye Ting didn't want Yuwen Xuan to be unhappy, so he quickly agreed.
"It's mid-June now. In another three months, it will be the ten-year competition for the sect. Although you are still short of entry and cannot participate in the competition, you are my disciple and can participate in the tasks after the competition. Without the realm of condensation, you can't participate. In addition, your senior sister will definitely have already left the seclusion by then. If your cultivation speed is too slow, she will not be happy."
Ye Ting didn't understand what this is. Yuwen Xuan smiled and said, "If you live in her house, if you are a waste, then she will be very irritable. You don't want to do that, right?"
Ye Ting nodded desperately, Yang Mei became irritable and was about to twist her head. It was indeed not a good thing.
"Since you understand, let me do it." Yuwen Xuan stood up from under the tree. Ye Ting had experience and automatically followed the shadow behind Yuwen Xuan. Yuwen Xuan walked out dozens of steps and stopped, and had already arrived at a strange place.
In front of him was a huge copper tripod nine feet tall, colorful. Yuwen Xuan grabbed Ye Ting's hand back, took a step forward, and ran into the copper tripod. Ye Ting felt dizzy, and when he opened his eyes again, he was already in a stone chamber.
The stone chamber is square, nine meters long and wide. The halo on the top of the head is soft and the patterns on the ground are complex. The vital energy in the house is full of energy, which is a place suitable for practice.
On the four walls, there are four huge copper doors that are tightly closed.
"This is the place for inner disciples to practice and trial. Do you see those four doors? Behind the first door, there is a monster equivalent to the great perfection of Qi refining. Kill it, even if you pass the level. Behind the second door, there are a hundred puppets forming a formation that can break the formation, which means passing the level. Behind the third door, there is a small battle space, with monsters and formations. As for behind the fourth door, there is a monster in the liquid condensation stage. You have to complete four tasks within two months."
Seeing that Ye Ting looked unharmed, Yu Wen Xuan was satisfied. He took a book from his sleeve, a belt, and a huge skin, and handed it to Ye Ting.
"There are food, water, and elixirs in the skin. This book is the handwriting of the ancestor, the song of the Qinglian Sword. This belt... is the prototype of the magic weapon I made with the dragon you killed."
"Magic weapon!" Ye Ting's whole body seemed to be powered on, and he was trembling a little.
"It's the prototype of a magic weapon. Don't be unpromising like this. This is the prototype of a universal magic weapon. Every official disciple of Jinao Island has one. This thing just requires high material requirements, otherwise I wouldn't have refined it in ten days." Yuwen Xuan saw Ye Ting's intoxicated look and quickly poured cold water on him.
"Master, it seems I can't use it, right?" Ye Ting calmed down at this time. His cultivation of qi refining, even if the amount of true qi far exceeds the condensation among the scattered cultivators, was at most a talisman treasure. He could not use the lower-grade magic weapon, let alone the prototype of the magic weapon.
"There are 108 spaces in this belt, which naturally arise from the spine of the dragon. The space at the dragon's head and tail, you can use it now, but you can only place weapons. The remaining 106 spaces are for elixirs and talismans. This is the standard equipment for disciples of Jinao Island. You can use magic weapons to directly send them into your body or stimulate the talismans to avoid such unnecessary operations."
Yuwen Xuan pointed to both ends of the belt and said, "The dragon head and the dragon tail are equivalent to the function of the sword box, which can warm the weapons. At the dragon head, you can collect the Qinglian Sword Song. This sword score itself is also a magic weapon, and it needs to be warm and nourished. The space of the dragon tail, I suggest you stay empty first, and it will not be too late to open it when you get the handy weapon."
"Master, this Qinglian Sword Song is so precious..." Ye Ting meant that I am in the Qi Refining Period now, what should I do if I can't save it?
"Don't worry, people outside Jinao Island cannot move the sword book at all. If you die, the sword book will be sensed by the ancestor and summoned back."
Ye Ting took the belt, which was black leather, two and a half fingers wide, and a fine line raised at the spine, which was silver-gray. The two ends were buckled into the structure of the dragon head and tail, and they were automatically buckled together as soon as they touched each other.
After tying his belt, Ye Ting was very happy and tried to open the space inside the dragon head. The power in the space was strange and violent, and the pain like a needle was touched when the spiritual sense touched it. It was indeed what the master said. If something other than the weapon was put in, it would be destroyed in an instant.
Ye Ting picked up the Qinglian sword song, and his spiritual sense touched it, leaving a shallow mark. Obviously, this thing has not been refined yet, but he can use it.
After putting the Qinglian Jiange into the dragon head space on the belt, the power in the space suddenly stabilized, became extremely soft, and began to warm the sword score itself.
Chapter completed!