Chapter 22: The Fourfold

The distant eastern sky was covered with a touch of fish belly white, the whole earth ushered in light again, and Ye Chen, who was immersed in sleep, was gently awakened.

Although it was a little late to practice and adjust his body last night, maybe it was the spiritual power of the elixir, and he now felt full of physical strength and full of energy.

Since he became a monk, he felt that his body had become healthier and his skin had begun to become fairer.

The facial features have also become more sensitive to the outside world, and it seems that an invisible force is dominating all this.

Looking up and getting out of bed, Ye Chen once again found that Xiao Yu'er had disappeared, and he didn't notice it at all.

You must know that Ye Chen's senses are now much more than before, but he feels that he has not noticed the movement of a small thing at all, which can't help but seem a little unbelievable.

After dealing with Xiao Yu'er for so long, Ye Chen also knew Xiao Yu'er's virtue, and according to his guess, it was estimated that he was looking for the elixir again.

I'll have to bring it back when the time comes, and it shouldn't take a few days to get back!

Thinking about it like this, Ye Chen was not so worried, Ye Chen was in a good mood, and walked to the wooden cabinet where the elixir was stored triumphantly.

"Fortunately, I still have some elixir for me to cultivate, but I don't know where this little clever ghost got the elixir. ”

Ye Chen said to himself, thought about it, and said.

“(╥╯﹏╰╥)ง”

But as soon as he opened the wooden cabinet, he found that there was nothing inside, and there was no shadow of the elixir at all, Ye Chen's face immediately turned black as the bottom of the pot, not to mention how ugly it was.

"No wonder I went missing again, it turned out that I finished eating the elixir and went to find food again!" Ye Chen covered his forehead and shook his head helplessly.

Originally, he wanted to use these elixirs to break through the realm, but now it seems that he has to rely on himself to comprehend the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth and absorb the mysterious aura.

Although his status in Wudang is not so high, Ye Chen also knows that cultivation depends on personal efforts.

Since he is now some distance away from those disciples of the same period, then he has to train harder, and the stupid bird still has to fly first, so why is he not self-disciplined?

Every time there was a touch of fish belly white on the horizon, Ye Chen went to the back mountain to start practicing and comprehending the rules of heaven and earth.

The day was still the same as before, and this time all he had to do was to completely poke the window paper between the third and fourth layers of Narein, and completely step into the fourth layer of Naling.

Ye Chen chose a secluded and uninhabited place, he liked a quiet environment, so that he could cultivate without distractions.

He found a cliff and sat down cross-legged.

first exhaled a breath of turbidity, and then inhaled a breath of air, and there was an inexplicable charm between the spit and the inhalation.

There is a vague sense of mystery.

From a distance, the scenery under the mountain is in full view, and below is a lush greenery.

All kinds of trees are crisscrossed and crisscrossed, and this simple and ordinary picture seems to have the meaning of a road.

These tranquil trees strive to grow upwards and get as much exposure to sunlight as possible.

There is a clear spring flowing on the mountain, winding through the terrain of dogs' teeth, and the sound is very crisp and pleasant.

A majestic wind blew, and the withered yellow leaves floating on the stream swirled on the surface of the stream, like a mountain elf dancing lightly.

Ye Chen closed his eyes, his two hands were evenly spread on the two strands, he felt the changes in the sea of qi in his body, and he was also silently feeling the operation of the aura of heaven and earth.

The purple qi came from the east, and the most quintessential aura was sensed by Ye Chen, and when he moved around, Ye Chen's body began to greedily absorb this aura essence.

Ye Chen's originally expressionless face, the corners of his mouth slowly curved a small arc, and a satisfied smile slowly emerged.

He felt himself getting closer and closer to the Fourfold of Naring, and he could almost sense the thin barrier.

Ye Chen continued to absorb the spiritual power of heaven and earth, the purest spiritual energy, absorbing his body and using it for his own purposes.

An invisible aura formed around him, and the spiritual power within a radius of a hundred miles was basically absorbed by him and gathered together.

He didn't know that he had already absorbed the aura within a radius of a hundred miles.

In Ye Chen's perception, he just summoned the nearby aura as much as possible.

He needs more pure aura like purple qi, so that the benefits to the body are greater.

But he didn't know that the amount of purple qi was very rare, let alone perceiving it for ordinary disciples, even if he sensed it, it was impossible to turn it into use, so he could only watch the purple qi escape away.

This state of mystery lasted for about a few teas.

When he felt that his cultivation was becoming more and more solid and no longer so vain, Ye Chen refined the thin purple qi that had entered his body in the sea of qi and temporarily stored it in his body.

With each absorption of aura, Ye Chen's sea of qi would slowly grow larger, and according to his conservative estimates.

Maybe it will be as vast as the abyss and become a veritable sea of qi.

When the sea of qi was first opened, it was very small, and the color of the sea of qi also determined the quality of spiritual power.

The ordinary ones are red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple, and the ranks rise in turn, but Ye Chen's sea of qi is not any of them.

Ye Chen had no choice but to regard it as a mutated qi sea, and in a simple attempt, Ye Chen found that his qi sea would contain aura of different attributes, and there was no repulsive effect.

At this time, Ye Chen naturally entered the Naling Quadruple, just when he wanted to get in touch with this state of approaching enlightenment.

A familiar scripture suddenly appeared in his consciousness, like a dark night ghost, shuttling through his consciousness.

Sometimes it manifests and sometimes disappears, and after a while, I see the scriptures slowly emerging one by one, obscure.

But after a period of understanding, Ye Chen found that even if he couldn't understand it, he could practice.

Words are not the key, the true meaning of the Great Dao contained in them is the key to cultivation.

This scripture that suddenly appeared in his consciousness was the one that had disappeared by chance on the first floor of the library pavilion.

Now he realized that he had not lost the book, and that the contents of the book had become a part of his memory, remaining in his body for a long time.

At this moment, he began to comprehend the scriptures in his divine consciousness.

He felt the laws of those words, which was a kind of flying sword technique, with which the flying sword could turn into a shadow.

Waiting for the opportunity to move, hiding in the dark night, as for the hidden time, it all depends on the caster's spiritual power attainment, cultivation to the peak, can be traced, killing people invisibly.

After seriously understanding the subtlety of this Shadow Flying Sword Technique, Ye Chen loved it more and more.

I thought that if I had this technique in my hands, I would not have been so embarrassed and exhausted when I was chased and killed by that group of black-clothed masked men.

Ye Chen felt that this flying sword technique was simply tailor-made for assassination.

Ye Chen imagined the scene.

On a dark and windy night, sitting upright in the treetops, manipulating flying swords, attacking and killing targets, you can solve the opponent without showing up, which is really wonderful!

Ye Chen was immersed in his mind and began to practice the Shadow Flying Sword Technique, in his mind, he seemed to be controlling an illusory flying sword, but the speed of the flying sword was a little touching.

According to Ye Chen's guess, that speed can't even kill a chicken, and talking about killing people invisibly is really a bit chicken.

After reflecting on it, Ye Chen felt that it might be that his realm cultivation was too low to control the flying sword.

In his divine sense, he fantasized about his own black short sword, an ancient sword with a mysterious origin.

Because the sword body was pitch black, Ye Chen was good at asserting and gave it a name, called Mo Xuan Sword.

Later, I thought about whether the origin of the Mo Xuan Sword was mysterious, so there was a great demand for spiritual power, and his status realm cultivation was not enough to manipulate the ancient sword Mo Xuan.

Thinking of this, he lifted this state of almost enlightenment, opened his eyes, and got up to leave.

He felt that maybe he could use the flying sword technique by changing to some ordinary short swords, and thinking of this, he ran towards the Treasure Pavilion of Wudang Mountain with some excitement.

The top of Wudang Mountain was shrouded in clouds and mist, revealing a pair of eyes inside, this person stepped on a three-foot long sword, which was the art of flying with the sword.

He stood in the clouds, looked at the figure of the young man leaving, and sighed: "What an interesting young man! The old man suddenly wants to take in an apprentice!"

With that, Edgeworth left the place, turned into a ray of light, and vanished!

Ye Chen arrived at the Treasure Pavilion and asked the front desk, and the two talked to each other.

"Is there a very ordinary dagger like that?"

Ye Chen asked respectfully.

"Yes, yes, but do you have enough points? If they are enough, you can exchange them at will. The man replied calmly.

"Points, what's that?" Ye Chen asked with a puzzled expression.

"It's the contribution points on the identity wooden card!" the man patiently explained to Ye Chen, and glanced at the small wooden card on Ye Chen's waist.

Ye Chen understood, took off the small wooden card on his waist, looked at it clumsily, and found that the points on it were zero, and he was a little overwhelmed for a while.

The man looked at Ye Chen, he was very fresh, and he thought that he must be a newcomer, and he continued to explain patiently: "This contribution point point is obtained by taking the task, you must be here for the first time, so you are not familiar with it, and I can understand it." ”

"So if you want to exchange for something in the Treasure Pavilion, you need a certain amount of contribution points to get it, as long as you have enough points, as long as it is in the Treasure Pavilion, you can exchange it at will, now you understand? The man thought for a moment and continued with a calm face.

Ye Chen scratched his head, but he understood that the things in the Treasure Pavilion didn't need money to exchange, and the voucher he got in exchange was actually the contribution points that he felt were worthless.

After speaking, the man also pointed to the bulletin board in front of the counter, on which there were many notices, belonging to different levels, and the tasks were clearly written.