On the mountain rock on the edge of the Hezui cliff, Qi Jingzhi turned his back to the Zhaohe Pavilion, facing the blue sky and the sea of clouds, and sat cross-legged and closed his eyes alone, sitting for a long time and resting deeply.

Since he began to practice the two methods of morning and dusk in the "Valley-eating Qi Chapter" a month ago, this Immortal Feather Xuandu Cave Heaven no longer maintains the wonders of day and night, the sun and the moon shining together, but just like the world, with the black flying rabbit walking, the moon setting and the sunrise.

At this time, it is the time of dawn, and the old qi recedes and the new qi grows.

The horizon gradually reveals a touch of red glow, the peach on the top of the fairy feather is beautiful, the red mist is thick, and there are also large pieces of green mist floating in the crane valley at the bottom of the crane beak cliff, slowly steaming upward.

A large flock of cranes breaks through the blue mist, or flies high around the valley, or bathes in the rock spring, and the long and pleasant sound of cranes comes and goes.

For a time, the clouds were full of vigor and vigor, and the immortals came and went, and the frost feathers were all over the sky.

At this moment, Qi Jingzhi's eyes were closed, but a gorgeous scroll unfolded in his heart.

A month has passed, this unique "Dancing Crane Picture" has been roughly completed, the scene painted on it is quite similar to the scene in the cave of Xianyu Xuandu at this moment, the same is the smoke of the four together, the hundred cranes fluttering, especially the two green feather cranes in the center are the most elegant and agile.

When he first visualized it, because Feng Zixu's blue-feathered red-eyed crane was too strange and mysterious, Qi Jingzhi felt that he should not be able to comprehend the essence of the gods in a short period of time.

However, after he followed his master, personally climbed Xianyu Mountain, swam to Xuandu Temple, and ate many of his own sect's cultivation principles, especially after lighting the heart candle and achieving his own angry-eyed green feather crane, he suddenly melted into the red furnace like snow, and immediately digested the "Dancing Crane Picture" left in the red ghost mask.

After only a few visualizations, he succeeded in one fell swoop, not only rubbing the Crane of the Furnace Ding Fire in Feng Zixu on the picture scroll in his heart, but also his own Crane of Pine and Cypress Armor Wood soon became one of them.

Since then, the heart of the Angry Crane no longer has to be trapped in the dark void in Qi Jing's heart, but finally has its own small world, swimming in it all day long, playing and playing with the cranes, and then becoming more and more magical and spiritual.

At this moment, the angry-eyed green feather crane was stimulated by the vigorous vitality of the heaven and earth, and the heart candle in a pair of bloody eyes suddenly flourished.

It snapped its wings and stretched out, dispersing all the playmates that had gathered around it.

Together with another blue-feathered crane, nearly a hundred cranes have hidden far away from the corners and even the depths of the scroll.

The angry-eyed blue-feathered crane firmly occupies most of the picture scroll, proudly and proudly, looking around, and then spreads its long wings and wraps its wings into a circle.

Suddenly, there was a certain mysterious divine will emanating from this unpretentious angry crane.

"Huh?"

This kind of situation had never appeared in his previous practice, and Qi Jingzhi immediately sensed the difference, and without hesitation, he condensed all his mind, struggled to pursue that divine will, and grabbed one of the fleeting little spiritual opportunities.

He Huo Ran opened his eyes and got up, his arms were wrapped, and his whole person almost instantly merged into the majestic mountain with the wings of the crane, and the blood of the immortal feather mountain under his feet was connected, and he breathed and breathed together.

The candle dragon does not drink, does not eat, does not rest, once it breathes, it blows for winter, breathes for summer, and breathes for wind.

Although the breath of Xianyu Mountain was far less than that of the candle dragon, with Qi Jingzhi's deep breath, there was also a sound of wind in the mountain.

The cyan mist that lingered over the Crane Valley was like a call, and suddenly condensed into a frog, with teeth and claws, and roared silently, flying straight towards the Crane Beak Cliff.

Almost at the same time, countless green sand beads suddenly flew out of the Hemu Blue Lake, gathering into a sky of cyan bead dust, which also swept towards the Hezui Cliff.

The two sides collided at the top of the cliff.

In an instant, the cyan bead dust wrapped the misty frog into it, and immediately gave birth to two dragon horns on the head of this long jiao, and the originally small and dense scales also turned into large and wide dragon scales.

The cyan bead dust soon disappeared without a trace, and then a flying beetle with flying claws and claws appeared in the air, with clear eyebrows and eyes, but its eyes were godless and soulless, not real creatures.

Qi Jingzhi was also shrouded in cyan bead dust.

As soon as these beads of dust touched his breath, they were immediately transformed into the incomparably pure pine and cypress armor qi, rising and moistening his body, and immediately threw themselves into his arms.

It's just that even though Qi Jingzhi is humble at the moment, but the manpower is sometimes poor, and he can't absorb so much of the gas of pine and cypress armor.

As a result, the excess wood qi began to gather in his arms and quickly condensed into a ball.

The Jiamu Qingqiu in the sky was also pulled by Qi Jingzhi's breath, and at this time it also threw itself into his arms, but it hit his head on the Jiamu air mass, rolled and flipped back into the air.

The armor wood qi mass was pounced on by the green qi, and then it spread out, attaching to the young man's body layer by layer, and then it was no longer attached to the void valley in his arms, but condensed into a brightly colored green feather coat on him.

Qi Jingzhi was in the deep epiphany realm, although he was open to his eyes, he turned a blind eye to the extra green feather robe on his body, let alone glanced at the Jiamu Qingqiu in the sky.

He stood silently from beginning to end, breathing along the pulse of Xianyu Mountain, silently running the method of morning breath, exhaling and inhaling slightly, delicately, and continuously, absorbing the essence of the divine consciousness of the pine and cypress armor wood as if he were hungry and thirsty, and hid deep into the hidden crane void valley.

The so-called meal xia, the key is not only in the meal, but also in the follow-up transformation and storage, Qi Jingzhi also learned the deep way of "but the valley food and gas", only to know the mystery here.

At the same time, the young man's eyes were full of heart candles and flames beating, the tip of his tongue was also blooming with blood, and his body was exuding some kind of Tao essence outward.

This kind of Tao is silent, but it seems to have an indescribable and wonderful rhythm, blending with the restless vitality of heaven and earth in this early morning.

This kind of wonderful rhythm is the "Flying Dragon Calling Lin Spectrum" that is driven by the technique of Lu Lu to adjust the yang.

Although Qi Jingzhi has only been involved in music and rhythm for only one month, because he has a bit of charm of Lin Pu and "Ten Thousand Pine Winds" as the foundation, and has the means of playing with five colors, five flavors and five tones in "The Secret Method of Riding the Clouds" as a reference, he is quite handy in learning the secret technique of Xianyu Mountain, and now he has touched the threshold.

As soon as the rhythm of the Lin spectrum came out, the vitality between heaven and earth suddenly burst out, and the body of Jiamu Qingqiu shook, and a large cloud of cyan rain clouds immediately gave birth under his claws.

The rain fell all over the sky, and the slanting wind drizzled and the clothes were wet.

In the stone crevices of the Hezui Cliff, the grass sprouts and its color is vermilion.

Qi Jingzhi was drenched on his face by the rain, felt the vitality contained in it, and finally separated a wisp of his mind from the wonderful realm of epiphany.

He stretched out his palm a little dazedly, and quietly sensed it for a moment, and couldn't help but have a little joy in his eyes: "This is the real Ganlin!" ”

Compared with the previous time when it took countless colorful five qi to condense a drop of nectar, the "Flying Dragon Summoning Lin Spectrum" at this moment finally showed a bit of true color.

At this moment, the Wakaki Blade Spirit silently appeared on his shoulder, and the branches and leaves quickly stretched upward.

In the sound of clanging blades, Qi Jingzhi suddenly had a small umbrella cover formed by the crown of a Wakaki tree on his head.

In the slanting wind and drizzle, the umbrella bone of this small umbrella cover blooms with red bloom, and the umbrella surface is glowing with blue gold, which is luxurious and gorgeous, and it also reveals a kind of leisurely and elegant beauty.

It's just that this scene didn't last long, as a drop of brilliant red dew was condensed by the Ruomu Sword Spirit, and it was also thrown into the air like a rain, and the entire Crane Beak Cliff seemed to become agitated.

Qi Jingzhi bore the brunt of the attack, and when he landed, he was drenched in Ruomu Chilu, and even though he was wearing a green feather coat, he still felt the scorching heat.

"It's going to be bad!" Qi Jingzhi's face changed suddenly.

At the beginning, he just drank a drop of Wakaki Red Dew, and he was ignited by the pine and cypress wood qi in his body, and burned into a burning man. Now that it is so contaminated, once it burns, it is definitely not comparable to the small fights in the past!

"I'm afraid that the wood fire will be unbalanced and the host and guest will be translocated!"

This thought came to Qi Jingzhi's heart, and a red fire rose to the sky on the Hezui Cliff.

The wood and the fire meet, the wood fire is bright and the flame is blazing.

Whether it was a young man in a green feather coat or a young man who was walking in the sky with clouds and rain, they were all swept up in the scorching flames.

In an instant, the fierce and domineering flames burned through the green feather coat, sweeping Qi Jingzhi's eyebrows and hair away, along with the Xuanqing brocade robe and black boots presented by Jiao Yulang, which also turned into flying ashes.

The burning fire erodes the skin, and the skin and flesh feel burning.

With a bang, Qi Jingzhi's pine and cypress armor qi accumulated in his body was also ignited, and he was burned both inside and outside.

He was shocked, and then he found that his internal organs were only slightly burning, and there was nothing wrong with it, and even the burning pain on his skin and flesh was greatly reduced.

"Yes, except for the small part that I just absorbed, the wood qi in my body has been incinerated many times by Ruomu Chilu, which is more pure and tough, although it also fuels combustion, but it protects my internal organs, so that I will not really set myself on fire and burn myself to death,"

At this moment, Qi Jingzhi finally came back to his senses completely.

His whole body was full of raging fire, so he naturally didn't dare to act rashly, and seeing that he should be safe in a short period of time, he began to look at himself and check his body.

Just a little sense, Qi Jingzhi saw that the "Dancing Crane Picture" in his heart was not affected at all, and it was illuminated by the candlelight in the eyes of the angry-eyed green feather crane from the inside out, becoming a world of its own.

Feeling the light of such candles, he breathed a sigh of relief, and his mind calmed down slightly, and only then did he realize that his hair and clothes were completely ruined, and his skin and flesh seemed to be fine, but there was a strange fragrance.

Qi Jingzhi was used to eating barbecue in the mountains in the past, so he could naturally tell that what was drilling into his nose at this moment was not the aroma of barbecue that he was familiar with, but an unheard of, more fragrant and attractive fragrance.

He was not a gluttonous person, but when he was stimulated by this strange fragrance, his saliva flowed out at that time, but it was immediately steamed dry by the blood from the tip of his tongue.

Being interrupted like this, Qi Jingzhi immediately remembered the cultivation tips that his master had instructed him.

"The propylene fire is the mainstay, and the ding fire is supplemented, and the stubborn wood is restrained and the pure yang is refined."

When the thought flickered, the angry green feather crane let out a long roar, and the heart candle flame in the bloody eyes suddenly flourished.

The tip of Qi Jingzhi's tongue and heart were completely opened, and he suddenly opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of rich blood flames.

Not only was he breathing fire in his mouth, but even his eyes were shot out with blood-red flames, which blended into the Ruomu Yang Fire on the green feather coat without hindrance.

In terms of the number alone, these Xu Xin Candle Ding Flames are inconspicuous, compared to the Mu Yang Fire is just a drop in the bucket, but the effect is immediate.

After a few breaths, the scorching heat and restlessness on the Crane Beak Cliff dropped by three points.

"Master is really prescient!"

Only then did Qi Jingzhi really settle down, thinking of his cold-mouthed and hot-hearted master, he couldn't help but feel a little more heartfelt: "This heart candle fire not only protects my heart bone scroll, but also helps me remove the irritability in the yang fire, which is indeed extraordinary!" ”

At the same time, he couldn't help but feel a little proud in his heart: "It's also a shame that I didn't see a strange thought, and chose the Honglu Ding Fire Sword Intent that is not compatible with my nature." ”

"I use the qi of the pine and cypress armor as the foundation, and I reconcile it with the flying dragon Ganlin and the heart candle Ding Huo, but it is still so dangerous, let alone those people from the Immortal Feather Mountain Sect who directly cultivate the sword intent of the Honglu Ding Fire."

"The master would rather be lacking than indiscriminate in the matter of accepting disciples, and he is quite dedicated to teaching his disciples, but most of the dozens of disciples who were previously accepted under the door were still burned to death, which is shocking to think about."

Between the ups and downs of all kinds of thoughts, the Ruomu Yang Fire on the green feather coat gradually weakened,

Then I saw this feather coat fall off Qi Jingzhi's body, and immediately contracted, condensing into a fist-sized cyan fire pill, and when the air dripped, the little remaining Ruomu Yang Fire on the surface was immediately extinguished.

At this moment, the angry-eyed green feather crane suddenly let out a long cry of great joy, and immediately flew all the way out of the world in the picture, appearing outside Qi Jingzhi's body.

It opened its mouth to grasp the Kogi Blue Pill and swallowed it as soon as it tilted its head.

Visible to the naked eye, the feathers of the angry-eyed green feather crane are more and more gorgeous, and the whole body reveals a pure yang meaning.

Qi Jingzhi clearly felt the joy of the angry-eyed green feather crane, or rather, this was his own joy.

A smile appeared on the young man's face, and he couldn't help but look down when a gust of mountain wind blew.

At this moment, without the cover of the green feather coat, his whole body was smooth and slippery, and the original clothes were only a ragged belt still wrapped around his waist.

The ragged corpse was also burned by the flames, and somehow changed from a silver belt back to the appearance of a faceless silver serpent.

On the contrary, the red ghost mask that originally covered the snake's head was burned off its color and became crystal clear, revealing a pair of snake eyes inside.

The snake's eyes were smoky red, looking as pure and flawless as rubies, and even more faintly revealing a burning meaning.

Qi Jingzhi remembered very well that the eyes of the ragged corpse were originally a strange dark red, which contained the poison of the ragged, and the vertical pupils were pitch black and sharp as needles, which were transformed by the black corpse.

Now that all the poisons in the snake's eyes were gone, it was as if the smoke and red color of the red ghost armor had been inhaled along with the fire of the sun.

Qi Jingzhi was amazed, but now he was naked, and it was too cool, so it was not the time to study the reason in detail.

He was about to summon out his scarlet silver armor to cover his shame, when he caught a glimpse of green light in the corner of his eye.

In an instant, a Jiamu Qingqiu, which was no more than three feet long and exuded pure yang around its body, pounced down and burrowed into the waistband.

The corpse immediately changed, and the pieces of silver scales revealed a touch of blue and blue, and two small bags bulged up on the top of the head.

Qi Jingzhi couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

He suddenly remembered that he had heard Jiao Yulang mention a sentence at the beginning, saying that he was known as a dragon, and once he refined the yin poison in his body into pure yang, he could turn into a dragon!

Thinking of this, the young man's thoughts immediately fluttered: "Hey? There seems to be a corpse of the 'Yilong Species' in the small bronze mirror? ”

(End of chapter)