"Freshman, is he still a bronze student?" The teacher in charge of the ashram looked at Qin Feng's bronze nameplate, nodded and said, "Are you here for the first time?"

Qin Feng shook his head, and the teacher explained the rules of the quiet room.

In the meditation room cultivation area, there is one of the most important rules, that is, you must not trespass into the quiet room where people are inside! Once this kind of thing happens, the trespasser will definitely drop out of school without discussion.

In order to escape the challenge, some students often go to the ashram area for retreat. As long as you step into the ashram, no one can harass you and you will be pure.

Of course, the Beiyuan Academy does not allow this kind of passive avoidance of war to occur, and stipulates that each person should not use the ashram for more than five days at a time! After five days, if the students are still stranded in the ashram, they will be deprived of the right to use the ashram at the least, and at the worst, they will be deprived of the right to use the ashram and their status tags will be lowered by one level! Moreover, they are not allowed to enter the ashram again for a few days after each ashram practice.

In addition, advanced students can also enjoy preferential treatment in the quiet room area. The meditation room in the meditation room area is divided into three levels: high, medium, and low. Qin Feng is currently a Bronze-level student, and he can use the mid-range Ashram at most, and he can only enter the cultivation if there are no Silver and Gold students who need the Mid-range Ashram.

Qin Feng nodded after hearing this, among the Northern Plains Academy, ranks are really everywhere. Such a rule will undoubtedly make the students burst out with great enthusiasm for cultivation, after all, strength means superior status.

It's just that there is also a point in the outer courtyard that Qin Feng criticizes, and he actually allows the masters of the five famous cities to stay in the outer courtyard as an umbrella for the students of his own forces. In this way, the good system will also be made into a miasma, which will greatly weaken the cultivation of the students, and they will only think about finding a big tree to enjoy the shade. I don't know what the top management of Beiyuan Academy thinks.

Qin Feng only thought about it for a moment, then put aside this thought and walked directly into a mid-range quiet room.

This ashram is quite spacious, fully furnished, and has a small practice ground where you can test your combat skills.

And that's just the mid-range ashram. If it is a high-end quiet room, there will be a formation to condense energy inside, which will significantly increase the cultivation speed of martial artists. It's just that with Qin Feng's current status as a bronze student, he is still not qualified to enter the high-end quiet room.

Qin Feng's cultivation this time was to practice a combat skill, that is, the flying combat skill he had obtained from the Ghost Valley Golden Treasure Chest, Liuyun Wing!

There are many benefits of the Flowing Cloud Wing, for the martial artists below the Spirit Realm, it is a magic skill that can fly, and even for the Spirit Transformation Realm martial artists who have the ability to fly, the Flowing Cloud Wing can greatly increase the speed of flight.

Qin Feng opened the Flowing Cloud Wing's combat skill scroll and took a closer look.

"Liuyun Wing, there is no grade special combat skill, cultivators need to open up the sixteen miniature meridians on the back, so that the blood and qi can penetrate the back...... Breaking through the miniature meridians is the most difficult level, and the time required varies from person to person, from half a month to half a year. If after half a year, the sixteen miniature meridians have not been opened, it can only mean that the cultivator's foundation is not enough to cultivate this combat skill, and there is no need to waste any more time......

Next, there are meridian patterns, Qin Feng carefully remembered, and kept in mind the sixteen miniature meridians that needed to be opened.

"It actually takes half a month to open up the sixteen meridians......," Qin Feng shook his head slightly, "However, the speed of opening up the meridians is related to the cultivator's foundation, that is, the strength of the physical body and the purity of blood and qi! ”

Qin Feng exhaled, sat cross-legged on the futon of practice, closed his eyes, and began to turn his blood qi.

A blood qi followed Qin Feng's meridians and extended to his back, all the way to his back. Qin Feng followed the guidance on the meridian diagram and carefully searched for the location of the first miniature meridian.

There are only twelve main meridians in the human body, but there are thousands of miniature meridians, which are smaller than a human hair. Normal cultivation does not need to go through these miniature meridians, only by cultivating some high-level combat skills, it is necessary to open up some specific miniature meridians.

"Found it. ”

Qin Feng showed a hint of a smile, and he tried his best to compress his blood qi, making it extremely small, like a thin needle, slowly probing into the first miniature meridian.

"Sizzle......" Qin Feng's face changed slightly, and fine sweat appeared on his forehead.

This process of opening up the meridians, the pain is quite difficult, and it is a very severe test for the cultivator's will. Moreover, when enduring pain, it is also necessary to maintain subtle blood and qi control, and slowly penetrate the miniature meridians without the slightest mistake.

Needless to say, Qin Feng's spiritual will was strong, this kind of experience of opening up the miniature meridians had already been many times in his previous life.

Kiss.

There was a light sound that only Qin Feng could hear, and the first miniature meridian was penetrated by Qin Feng with blood qi.

Qin Feng sighed and began to look for the second meridian.

The process of opening up the miniature meridians was easy first and then difficult, Qin Feng opened up nine miniature meridians on the first day, but on the second day, the number quickly dropped to four. On the third day, Qin Feng only opened two.

On the night of the fourth day.

Qin Feng was still sitting cross-legged on top of the futon, like a stone statue. He closed his eyes and looked inward, and the miniature meridians behind him had been opened up fifteen, leaving only the last and most critical miniature meridian, which had not yet been found.

"How could it be? I couldn't find the location of the sixteenth miniature meridian......

Qin Feng searched for hours but found nothing. He had been sleepless for four consecutive days, immersed in the process of opening up the miniature meridians, and once his blood qi was insufficient, he immediately took the Huiqi Pill to make up for it.

Feeling a little tired, Qin Feng closed his eyes slightly, and then slowly opened them.

"There must be something missing, no matter how tricky the position of the sixteenth miniature meridian is, it will not be traceless. ”

Qin Feng stopped looking inward, intending to take a look at Liuyun Yi's combat skill scroll. But the moment he stopped looking inward, he suddenly made a discovery.

Behind it, the fifteen meridians that have been opened up flickered and glowed under the condition of internal vision, vaguely forming the prototype of a cloud pattern.

This cloud pattern seems to be missing a stroke, which makes the whole figure have a trace of flaws.

"Hehe, I see...... The sixteenth meridian must be the final missing stroke of this cloud pattern!"

Qin Feng put down the Flowing Cloud Wing's battle skill scroll, sat down cross-legged again, and looked inward at himself.

In the place where the strokes were missing, Qin Feng began to look for them carefully, looking inward inch by in.

"Found it!"

(End of chapter)