In early spring of February, flowers bloom in the suburbs of the capital, and the ten-mile willow forest is filled with spring.

Zuo Lingquan came to Qihuang Valley with a familiar journey. He entered the door with the sign of the Danyu Room. Without leading the way, he came directly to the bamboo forest behind Qihuang Valley.

After being busy in the city for most of the day, it was already evening when I came here. There were more people in Qihuang Valley. There could be seen many young men and women wearing Qihuang Valley costumes walking up and down the grand round building in the distance, and a few people were practicing their skills in the open space outside the building.

Zuo Lingquan came once and knew that there was a collective dormitory for disciples from Qihuang Valley. Wu Qingwan arranged a single courtyard for him. He didn't go there to be familiar with him. After a few glances from afar, he came to the depths of the bamboo forest.

The bamboo forest was quiet, and a few sounds of a woman could be heard vaguely. Zuo Lingquan walked through the path and looked up and saw that the lights were already on in the house above the cliff.

He came to the stone cliff and was about to let Senior Sister Xiaohua inform him, Wu Qingwan above had already noticed it, poked her head out of the cliff and said:

"Lingquan, come up."

Wu Qingwan is still wearing a light green long dress, but the difference between yesterday is that there is a strange smile at the corners of her eyes and her eyes no longer have a sense of distance, just like an elder looking at a younger generation who is closer.

Zuo Lingquan became the prince-consort, and he understood why Wu Qingwan looked at him with this kind of gaze. After nodding, he climbed up the platform on the cliff from the winding stone stairs next to the waterfall.

The platform was dug out of the cliff wall, and it was not too small in size. There was no other building except a wooden house.

At this time, the setting sun sets westward, and the bamboo forest at the bottom of the cliff is already dim and dull, but half a red sun can be seen above the cliff. The afterglow of the sunset embellishes the splashing water of the waterfall into golden yellow, and the scene is like a dream.

Zuo Lingquan stepped onto the stone plaza and saw Wu Qingwan sitting sideways on the stone platform by the cliff. She was not formal in sitting posture, but she didn't seem lazy. She was still holding a pot of tea and two bamboo cups, and the beautiful scenery behind her, and she really felt like a fairy from the world.

Zuo Lingquan yearned for a practitioner since childhood. For this most powerful master who has seen so far, he naturally felt respect in his heart. He came to the stone platform slowly and raised his hand and bowed:

"Senior Wu."

While speaking, he raised his eyes and glanced at Wu Qingwan.

When I came here yesterday, Zuo Lingquan just stood under the cliff, and the distance was far away and he didn't look carefully.

At this time, there were only three or five steps away from each other. You could see the uncle of the Qihuang Valley's palm room. His eyebrows were like willow leaves and eyes were like autumn water, and his bright red lips revealed the gracefulness and charm that mature women should have. But the most noticeable thing is that his face was white like mutton fat nephrite, and his skin was as delicate as a baby, which looked much cleaner than ordinary people.

This "cleanness" is not just an appearance, but a clean body, without any dust on its body, so that it makes people feel that the rouge and water used to embellish it has become a blasphemy of this pure vulgar thing, and applying it on this face will only become a flaw.

Zuo Lingquan was born in a wealthy family, so he naturally saw many beauties, but this was indeed the first time he had met such a "monster". And what impressed him the most was that this Senior Wu...

Very big...

Zuo Lingquan himself has no intention of being frivolous and blasphemy, but this is like a man who is too tall and will inevitably attract attention when standing in the crowd. Wu Qingwan is still wearing a slim skirt, and the posture of sitting sideways makes the cloth buckles on the lapels slit, which makes people feel a little difficult to not pay attention.

Zuo Lingquan just glanced at him and realized that he was a little rude and quickly turned his mind away.

Wu Qingwan's eyes were also on Zuo Lingquan. Seeing him looking up, he turned his eyes away. He thought the little kid was shy, so he couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth and smiled.

Wu Qingwan stayed in Qihuang Valley since she was six years old. She didn't have that much civilian aura and didn't pay attention to these worldly politeness. She raised her hand and took a photo next to the stone platform:

"You are Jiang Yi's son-in-law, and they are all from their own family. You don't have to be so reserved, come and sit down."

Seeing this, Zuo Lingquan was not polite and sat down next to the stone platform, with a teapot between them.

"Senior Wu is so well-informed that he just decided to give the prince consort this morning, so Senior Wu already knew about it."

"Jiang Yi and her mother are fellow townsmen and sisters. Jiang Yi calls me my aunt. She has been taken by me since she was six years old. How could I not know about recruiting a prince consort? But I really didn't expect that Jiang Yi chose you as a prince consort so directly. Have you already had a secret relationship before?"

After Wu Qingwan poured a cup of tea for Zuo Lingquan, she looked at Zuo Lingquan with a little curiousness.

Zuo Lingquan shook his head: "I saw it once on the night of the fifth day of the lunar month. At that time, I didn't know the identity of the princess, and I offended the princess with rashness. Why did the princess choose me as my son-in-law? In fact, I don't know whether I am a son-in-law."

Wu Qingwan just thought Zuo Lingquan refused to say these private words about love in his children, and said with a smile:

"You have a very talented person and like to practice. You are similar to Jiang Yi. It's not surprising that she chose you. However, I'm a little worried that she won't catch up with you. What's the point you have now?"

Zuo Lingquan held the teacup and thought Wu Qingwan asked him and the eldest princess where he had walked, which was a little embarrassed:

"Uh... I was just elected as the prince consort and did nothing."

??

Wu Qingwan was a little confused. After a moment, she realized it. Her eyes showed a little anger and she frowned and said:

"What are you thinking? I'm asking you where you have reached the point of cultivation."

“Cultivate?”

Zuo Lingquan has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and he practiced fist and kicking styles. Most of his understanding of practice comes from the storyteller. When facing this problem, he was naturally speechless. He thought for a while and said:

"I have been thinking about it at home since I was a child, and I have never dabbled in the cultivation field, and I don't know where I have taken the exact step. Senior Wu, can I explain it first?"

When Wu Qingwan heard this, she looked confused. She obviously didn't understand how Zuo Lingquan didn't even know what cultivation was, and how he got to this point.

However, there are not many geniuses in the world who can learn from themselves without a teacher. Wu Qingwan thought about it for a moment and answered seriously:

"You should understand the acupoints of human beings."

Zuo Lingquan practiced martial arts and could not understand the human acupoints. He nodded and said:

"Understand."

"In the practice of practicing, to put it bluntly, it is to 'refining Qi', collecting the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and refining it into its own true qi, so practice is also called 'cultivation'.

The first step in refining qi is to find a place to store 'qi' in your body, which is what ordinary people call the dantian Qi Sea."

Wu Qingwan used to teach her disciples often, and said this, and asked casually:

"Do you know where the Qihai is?"

Zuo Lingquan picked up this naturally and raised his hand and pointed to his lower abdomen.

Wu Qingwan nodded with satisfaction and continued:

"Qihai acupoint is one of the twenty-four acupoints of the Ren meridian. Once the Qihai is opened, it will be considered a preliminary entry into the path of cultivation. As long as a normal person is not stupid, he can complete this step at the age of nine."

Zuo Lingquan blinked, and wanted to speak but stopped.

Wu Qingwan didn't expect that Zuo Lingquan didn't even touch the threshold. She thought that his cultivation was good, so she didn't explain these basic things in detail, and continued:

"The first period of Qi refining for a person in the practice is to open up the Ren and Du meridians. When the two meridians are connected, the body will gradually form a circle of heaven until the eight meridians are connected to perfection. The body is like a valley, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth flows inwards. Therefore, the monks who have refined Qi are called the "Ling Valley Realm" monks."

Zuo Lingquan came here yesterday and heard Wang Lin leading the way say that in the practice, people divided into the fifth level of "Qi Refining, Spirit Valley, Seizhu, Jade Step, Forgetful Ji". At this time, nodded slightly and understood a little.

"But practice is to go against the sky, which is easier said than done. If you want to form a circle in your body, you must first open all the acupoints of the Ren and Du meridians; there are twenty-four acupoints of the Ren meridians, and twelve of the Du meridians, which are easily become bottlenecks, divided into the "Qihai, Shenque, Jiuwei, Ancestral, Zigong, Xuanji" in the Ren meridian, and the "Hunshu, Zhiyang, Lingtai, Shendao, Fengfu, Shenting" in the Du meridian."

Wu Qingwan said here and looked at Zuo Lingquan:

"Every time you pass these twelve levels, people in the practice will be stronger. When they reach the seventh level, their true energy will appear, which is what is called "sword energy" in the world.

A normal cultivator starts practicing at the age of six. If he practices hard and smoothly, it is considered a talent to pass one level in three years. Jiang Yi belongs to the category of extremely talented people. He entered the fifth level of the Purple Palace at the age of fifteen. It only took nine years. Unfortunately, it has been delayed in recent years. Can you surpass Jiang Yi, and your cultivation level is at least at the sixth level of the "Xuan Ji", right?"

"Xuan Ji..."

Zuo Lingquan was confused when he heard this, and faced Wu Qingwan's expectant eyes, he felt a little embarrassed to speak.

Wu Qingwan waited for a while, and saw Zuo Lingquan not speaking, her eyes showed surprise:

"Can you reach the seventh level of Qi Refining?"

“…”

"The eighth level?"

“…”

"ninth?"

“…”

Wu Qingwan sat upright a little, a little unbelievable:

"I have been practicing for more than 30 years before I reach the twelve level of Qi Refining 'Divine Court'. Don't say you're about to catch up with me!"

Zuo Zhexian couldn't hold on, so he picked up the teacup and took a sip, and smiled awkwardly:
Chapter completed!