Ziyangguan Back Mountain, one of the secret places of Lingquan, Ziyang Valley.

Within a clear spring, as the crystal water gushes out, streams of pale white spiritual energy gush out, overflowing into the air, and drifting toward the surrounding green vegetation and rocks.

But the spiritual energy could not float more than five feet, and then there was a burst of green light, and there was a faint rune formation on the valley floor, blocking it.

Golden light emerged, like a semi-circular transparent mask, and the scattered spiritual energy was gathered over the spiritual spring again, and was pulled into the formation by the suction of the spirit gathering array, feeding back to the spiritual spring.

With such a back and forth cycle, the spiritual energy within the five-foot-wide spirit gathering array has gradually become visible to the naked eye.

At that time, Zhou Yu was sitting cross-legged on the green silk futon in the Juling Pavilion, with his palms rounded and stacked in front of his lower abdomen. Channels of pure spiritual energy continued to gather together with the operation of the Shuiyuan Golden Scale Technique.

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Silks of spiritual energy enter the body, travel throughout the body, pass through the twelve meridians, and pass through the eight extraordinary meridians. As they are continuously refined, they finally converge in the Zifu Dantian, forming a glimmer of crystalline magic power like silk mist.

At the same time, Zhou Yu's mind also gathered.

Magical power is formed by the combination of external spiritual energy with the mind and spirit, and is contaminated with the breath of the soul. Therefore, when the magical power is refined, the mental power will be increased and gradually become spiritual consciousness.

At this time, Zhou Yu's mind was focused in Zifu's dantian, and he saw six water-drop-like seeds suspended in the sea of ​​dantian air, looming but still like stars, which was eye-catching.

Seed of mana.

When a cultivator succeeds in practicing Qi, his magic power will form a breath seed that will not disperse. Only in this way can he achieve the first level of Qi training.

And every time a mana seed is cultivated, it means that the cultivation level has reached a higher level.

There are twelve levels in the Qi training realm. Twelve is a year. Trees use years to form rings, and people use years as their destiny.

The number twelve also represents reincarnation.

Cultivation of immortality and qi can make the ordinary people transcend and become immortals. For people, every time they cross a realm, it is a reincarnation. Therefore, even if secular people do not have innate spiritual roots, they can still cultivate a wisp of innate qi with their flesh and blood bodies and break through the world.

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Talk less.

There are four realms in the twelve levels of Qi training, namely front, middle, back and circle, which also correspond to the four seasons of the year and the cycle of life.

In the early stage, three mana seeds form a gas shape, which is for the three points to return to the source and condense the energy to stabilize it. In the middle stage, six seeds gather together to create a spiritual mist.

Although Chengjiu can break the mirror, the foundation is not full and it is difficult to climb, so external help is needed.

Only by polishing it with concentration, until the water is perfect and aura emerges, is it time to build the foundation.

At this time, Zhou Yu looked at the seventh mana seed that was gradually forming in the air sea, and immediately concentrated on sending the refined mana.

At the same time, the six mana seeds of the Qi Sea Seed gathered together and began to circulate as the mana surged, forming a mass.

In the Spirit Gathering Pavilion outside, Zhou Yu's whole body was wrapped in spiritual energy like a mist, but as time passed, a cyan spiritual light gradually appeared in the spiritual mist, flickering from time to time.

At that time, within the Dantian of Zi Mansion, within the sea of ​​qi.

Under the package of six mana seeds, a light liquid mana seed became smaller along with the six aerosol mana seeds. After shrinking by half, it finally gradually took shape and became a liquid with a thin cyan light.

Seeing this, Zhou Yu had already guessed that things would fall into place, but now he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Now that we have succeeded in breaking the mirror, we should feed ourselves back and make progress together."

Half a month later, the spiritual energy in the pavilion gradually dissipated. At the same time, Zhou Yu, who was practicing in seclusion, finally stopped and opened his eyes.

At this time, the seven water mist-like mana seeds in his Dantian Qi Sea became purer than before, and the mana depth increased by three points.

"We're not far from the eighth level of Qi training." Zhou Yu stood up, and there was a crunching sound between his tibiae.

Although Shuiyuan Golden Scale Technique mainly focuses on Qi training, it also trains the body, so his cultivation level has been broken through, and his body has also increased a bit.

"I didn't expect that I had been in seclusion for forty-three days, and I don't know if my uncle has solved Lin Zheng's spiritual problem." Thinking of this, Zhou Yu walked out of the valley.

"Congratulations to Senior Brother Zhou for successfully breaking through the barrier." Outside the valley, in a pavilion, there were disciples sitting cross-legged and congratulating each other, with a sour taste in their words.

"Chang Hao, when did you guard Ziyang Valley? I didn't see you before the retreat." Zhou Yu said excitedly when he saw the young man of the same age as himself in the pavilion.

"I just returned to the mountain a few days ago. If I had known you were in retreat, I should have returned later." Chang Hao curled his lips when he heard this.

"You'd better go see the master as soon as possible. He asked me to wait until you get out of seclusion and go directly to the Tingchao Pavilion in the backyard to see him. I guess he will benefit you again."

"Really, that's so embarrassing." Zhou Yu felt happy when he heard this and left in a hurry. But when passing by the pavilion, he paused and looked at Chang Hao.

"By the way, when I looked back, I met a young man named Li San. He was a clever little boy just like you when you were a child. If he came to apprentice when you were still at the mountain gate, remember to take him with you."

After finishing, Zhou Yu walked away quickly.

"You are the clever kid, and your whole family is the clever kid." Looking at Zhou Yu's back, Chang Hao was quite dissatisfied, and his mind couldn't help but think of the days when they studied together at Ziyang Temple.

Tingchao Pavilion is located in front of a cliff in the back mountain of Ziyang. The sea of ​​clouds here is like the tide of Qiantang. This is where Ziyang Zhenren lives on weekdays.

"Uncle, I'm here." Zhou Yu shouted when he came to the open space in front of the attic and saw that the door was closed.

After waiting for a long time, a golden sword light roared out from the attic, and went straight to Zhou Yu's door with murderous intent.

"Huh?" Hearing the sharp sound of howling through the air, Zhou Yu's pupils shrank, his sword finger immediately focused, and the Qingming Sword behind him whizzed away.

Bang!

The blue-white sword light and the golden sword light suddenly collided in mid-air, making sharp explosions, rolling up chaotic sword energy, and tearing apart the surroundings.

"Uncle Master, are you going to test me?" Zhou Yu looked at something in the golden sword light and said in surprise with a raised eyebrow.

"If you can get your own things back, don't blame me for giving them to my disciples." Master Ziyang's voice sounded from the attic.

"I just returned to my parents' house, my uncle can't drive me out." Zhou Yu said aggrievedly.

"You bastard, look at the sword." With a cold snort, a fiery red sword light suddenly shot out from the pavilion and injected into the golden sword light held by Tao.

In an instant, the golden sword light suddenly rose sharply, rising up into a dazzling curtain of fire, like red gold.

In just an instant, dozens of red-gold sword lights scattered out, covering half of the sky, and struck like a violent storm.

"Let's get real." Zhou Yu's expression changed, mana surged within his body, and cyan appeared outside his body. He pointed the Qingming Sword from a distance, and the latter's sword light rose, turning into a sword and shield tumbling around, protecting him amidst the roar like a rainstorm.

Live three steps in front of Zhou Yu's body.

roar!

The sword energy shot out from outside the sword shield, and the sharp murderous intent stimulated Zhou Yu's eyelids to twitch. Suddenly he heard a tiger-like roar, and saw outside the sword shield, the red gold sword light all over the sky turned into a three-story-high sword.

The two-winged flame tiger roared in.

"Uncle Master, please show mercy." The aura of the two-winged flame tiger surged, and a terrifying spiritual pressure oppressed Zhou Yu who had difficulty breathing. It was obviously condensed from the sword energy, but it had a scorching heat, which made his scalp numb, and he hurriedly

shouted.

The next moment, the two-winged flame tiger rushed towards his face, and when Zhou Yu's face turned pale, it transformed into a small golden flag again.
Chapter completed!