Whether Qingji is really heartless and childlike, or deliberately pretending to be stupid and playing Hongchen, Qi Jingzhi has no time to tell.

In just a few moments, some unprecedented changes had already taken place on his Ruomu Spirit Platform, and all the qi was restless and the undercurrent was turbulent.

This is also the reason why Shou Ba asked him to hurry up the retreat before leaving.

Qi Jingzhi no longer bothered with the dry Ze Shuibo who was feasting, and briefly explained a few words to everyone, and then walked into the Wuwu Festival Hall alone, and sat cross-legged in the hall.

Madara Nu lay at the door of the festival hall, his banner hanging overhead, blocking the path in and out.

Wei Yingdian and Li Shenxian, the two battalion captains wearing armor, stood on both sides of Bannu and served as the protectors of the gate.

Although Geshu Dashi and Wei Bao were dissatisfied, they had just arrived and had not yet been rewarded for their meritorious deeds, at this time the military positions were only 100 cavalry commanders, and they had been ordered by Qi Jingzhi in advance, so they had to drive two cows, and let Tong Jiaohai go down to settle down first.

In the blink of an eye, the huge courtyard became deserted, and only Qingji was left next to the corpse.

He looked left and right, snorted dissatisfiedly, and with a vigorous flick of the sleeve of his robe, the soup in the big black iron pot rolled upside down, and became a large ball in the air.

Immediately after, the big ball, along with the brass cart without the spirit of pulling the cart, shrank suddenly, and drilled into the cuffs of this dry water bo.

"Boring, boring! Why don't you go back! ”

The yellow-clothed villain was dressed in the wind, stepped on the clear waves, fluttered and fell into the ancient well of the stone fence, and the breath on his body disappeared immediately.

As a result, there was a complete silence inside and outside the Wuwu Festival Hall.

Wei Yingdian stood according to the knife, silently carried out the Xuanxin, and took in the wind and grass around him, and at the same time communicated with the spirit of the white stork, and secretly understood the way of the skyscraper negative gold from the other party.

This is not a magic technique that can be put into words, but a vague but broad artistic conception, as if his whole person is incarnated as a big bird, fluttering his wings, fighting in the sky, carrying the great sun Gengjin, riding the wind and resisting the autumn frost.

Flying and flying, the negative golden bird seemed to see a giant tree with red flowers and green leaves from a distance, ten branches winding in all directions, except for one branch on the top, hanging the golden crow, the remaining nine branches are all empty.

The heart of the golden bird was filled with joy and fear, joy that it had finally found a place to rest, and fear that once it landed on the giant tree, it might be restrained and no longer able to soar freely.

The next moment, Wei Yingdian's perception was interrupted, and his eyes showed a bit of amazement.

"Holding this wooden knife, slashing the dragon's feet, chewing the dragon's meat, climbing the sea and suppressing the eastward flow of water, and the day of returning to the west by Yu Spring."

If Wei Yingdian knew Langya Jun's expectations for Qi Jingzhi, all doubts would be easily solved.

At the same time, the young lieutenant was still sitting in the hall, looking at each other, and what he saw in his eyes was another strange scene.

The northern water god Shang Yang clan has returned to its place, turning into a one-legged chick with black fluff and a tattooed red mouth, standing on the north side of Lingbei in a daze, with its wings raised high, revealing a meat drum and a meat bell under the two ribs.

The two gods of water and fire, one north and one south, are far away from each other, and the qi is faintly entangled.

The red Qingyun that shrouded the Ruomu Spirit Platform began to slowly shift southward, and the positive yang qi fell on Bi Fang's body, and immediately turned into bursts of scorching wind, and roared northward.

Qi Jingzhi bore the brunt of the attack, and immediately felt hot and uncomfortable, and his brows furrowed.

Xianyu Mountain's "Grain Food and Qi Chapter" said very clearly: "There are four prohibitions on food and qi, avoiding turbidity and yang in spring, soup wind in summer, frost and fog in autumn, and Lingyin in winter." ”

Now the turbidity yang soup wind is raging on the spiritual platform, and the Shang Yang clan is obviously a little congenital, the magic ability to inspire the bell has been lost, although the yin and yang, water and fire intersect, but the balance has not been reached.

Qi Jingzhi groaned slightly, and then stroked the green piece wrapped around his waist with his right hand.

The scale armor of the green carp is as rough as the bark of a tree, but it exudes a thick water vapor all over the body, which is made of "Flying Dragon Summoning Lin Spectrum" as the flesh and bones, and "Ten Thousand Pine Winds" as the skin membrane scale armor, with the help of the "Secret Method of Riding the Clouds" and the technique of Lu Lu to adjust the yang.

"Shang Yang's family, this seat can't encourage the music of ringing bells, and I have the right to lend you the existing music and rhythm to understand."

With that, the young man took off the green carp and threw it at Shang Yang's with his hand.

The spiritless green bird floated above the head of the black chick, and when it touched the breath on the other party's body, a mysterious change was born, and two phantom images emerged.

On the moonlit night of Cao Jiang, painting the boat and Jiang Pavilion, Zhu Yihou unfolded a view of "Flying Dragon Summoning Lin Spectrum", and had an epiphany and triggered the mystery of heaven and earth, and the sound of the wind, the sound of the water, and the squeak of the painting boat echoed in unison.

Jiao's Annex, by the lake under the moon, a girl in a water-green dress waved the strings in her hand, playing the wonderful rhyme of heavenly music and "Ten Thousand Pine Winds".

So, another picture appeared, it was a young man sitting quietly under the moon, the sword in his hand was cold, the pine waves in front of him, and the night wind roared like a wolf howling ape.

All kinds of sounds fell into Shang Yang's ears, and a cool and moist air in the dark fell into the air, moistening into the pair of naturally associated fleshy bells and drums.

According to Lu Gong's "six qi of meal", the monk should eat the morning glow in spring, the yin in autumn, drink in winter, eat the yang in summer, and the yellow qi of heaven and earth.

The morning glow is about to come out of the red and yellow gas at the beginning of the day. Those who have fallen into the yin will also be red and yellow after the sun is gone.

Those who are positive are also in the middle of the sun in the south. Those who are in collusion are also in the middle of the night in the north.

Qi Jingzhi was still speculating whether the sudden appearance of the cool and moist qi could be regarded as a yin and collusive qi, and the Shang Yang clan had already reacted first.

He began to stretch his limbs slowly, jumping on one foot, flipping his wings, stumbling and dancing to the light and the wind.

So, the music of the bell and drum suddenly rose, and its rhythm was wonderful, although it was not as powerful as the legendary Shang Yang Inspiration and the heavy rain in the world, but it also had a majestic momentum.

Unconsciously, the north side of Ruomu Ling began to have shade and rain, and it gradually suppressed the turbid yang soup wind blowing from the south.

Qi Jingzhi looked at it in a daze, and suddenly remembered what Deng Fuqing said that day: "Legend has it that the ancient Yan Emperor Zhu Xiang's clan used the red heart wood as a totem, the world is windy and yang energy accumulates, all things are dissolved, and the fruit is not formed. ”

Thinking of this, the young man was solemn and upright, and prayed to the four directions of heaven and earth on the spiritual platform: "The sages opened the way, and Zephi will be for all generations!" ”

"After the end of school, I will admire and mourn Qi Jingzhi, and I will definitely practice the holy way and cultivate virtue diligently throughout my life! This oath is shared by heaven, earth, man and god! ”

The voice fell, and the wind surged.

The red Qingyun fell suddenly, condensing into a long flowing hair in the middle of Bi Fang's head, like the legendary phoenix crown.

At the same time, Shang Yang's head also had an extra black feather, revealing a trace of cool and moist air.

Correspondingly, the turbidity yang soup wind that originally ravaged the Lingtai was greatly reduced, and the two breaths were sawing back and forth in the center of the Lingtai, eliminating one and the other.

Qi Jingzhi felt a little, and suddenly blessed his heart.

There are two qi of Suzhou and new in "But Gu Food Qi Chapter", two methods of morning and twilight, pay attention to blowing breathing, spitting out the old and accepting the new, and one day and one twilight are a reincarnation, also known as the Qi Zhoutian.

Nowadays, although there is no day and night rotation on the Ruomu Spirit Platform, there is the mid-day air of the south of Zhengyang and the mid-night of the north of the sun!

The young man immediately wrapped his hands around him, humble and humble like a valley, and the deep breath was long and long, and the cycle was endless.

The positive yang qi and the collusive qi in the center of the spiritual platform were originally incompatible, but at this time, guided by the young man's breathing, they suddenly spun up, and after a while, they suddenly divided into two streams, one from the south to the north, and the other from the north to the south, through the east to the south, faintly forming a closed circle, enclosing the Ruomu Lingtai in the middle.

Nowadays, although there are no gods in the east and west, but the combination of positive yang qi and collusive qi makes its yin and yang, water and fire nature also change from time to time with the flow, so that the air flow on the east and west sides has a faint bit of the nature of morning glow and yin qi.

Qi Jingzhi looked around, and he was a little greedy: "The six qi are barely four, where should the two qi of heaven and earth go to find it?" ”

With this thought, this side of the void actually responded to him.

Beyond the Ruomu Lingtai, the dark and void place that the red and blue light could not reach, suddenly the sky brightened, revealing the continuous mountains and surrounding the valley, and the Ruomu Lingtai was right in the center of this huge valley.

Qi Jingzhi looked down, but saw that the valley was full of pine trees, the mountain wind was like anger, and thousands of forests and trees turned into endless waves on the shore, which was majestic and magnificent, making people broad-minded.

This kind of scene is a little like Komatsu Mountain, a little like Shengxian Valley, and a little like Xianyu Mountain Crane Valley.

Before the boy could take a closer look, there was a loud thunderclap above his head, like a landslide and the ground cracked!

When he hurriedly looked up, he saw that a huge hole had broken through the void above!

The scene in the cave keeps turning, strange and colorful, making people dizzy.

There is a saying: the clouds are green and green and want rain, and the water is surging and smoking. There is a lack of thunderbolts, and the hills are destroyed. The stone door of the cave is suddenly opened.

The blue and dark are bottomless, and the sun and moon shine on the gold and silver platform. Ni is the clothes and the wind is the horse, and the kings of the clouds come down one after another. The tiger drum returned to the car, and the immortal people were like hemp.

The boy was yearning for it at the first glance, and he was already obsessed with it at the second sight.

He was about to urge the crane to fly into the cave with its wings, and suddenly there was a blood-red flame in his eyes, and the heart candle flame gushed out, burning the void above the young man's head.

Heaven and earth mysteries emerge from the back of the head, and clear light envelops the top of the head; The tiger cub rises from its feet and opens its mouth to bite its trouser leg.

Bi Fang's voice roared, frantic and fierce; The bells and drums of the Shang Yang clan played in unison, and they struck each other with long beaks and sounded sonorously.

The jasmine leaves on the branches of the wood also collided with each other, unreservedly urging the authority of the sun, exuding a sharp and domineering meaning.

Maybe it was just a flash of thought, maybe a long time had passed, and at the moment when Qi Jingzhi regained his senses, a simple and heavy stone door suddenly appeared in the big hole in the middle of the air, completely sealing the entire cave entrance, and completely isolating the world in the cave from the void here.

Langya Jun Zheng Xian's long chant echoed in the ears of the young man: "Suitable for the land of nothing, enter the gate of infinity, swim in the infinite wilderness, and the sun and the moon are in the same light, heaven and earth are constant, people are dead, and I am alone!" ”

"Tranquil and thoughtless, light and careless, with the sky as the cover, the earth as the public opinion, the four o'clock as the horse, the yin and yang as the royal, riding the clouds and the sky, and the creation, upstream in the wilderness, down from the boundless gate, but also back to the infinite!"

The young man let out a long breath, if it weren't for the manifestation of his heart at this time, I am afraid that he would have already trembled and sweated like pulp.

He looked down at the Wuhe Township opened up by the Dao Ancestor under the Ruomu Ling Stage, looked up at the infinite gate that represented the holy virtues of the Dihong clan in mid-air, and couldn't help but recall the infinite wilderness he saw when he glanced at it again and again, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "No wonder a character like Ding Lingwei will lose his way in it for five hundred years and cannot return......

When I thought of Ding Lingwei, I thought of Xuan Jijun, and when I thought of Xuan Jijun, I thought of the crane monument.

Thinking of the crane release monument, the young man finally remembered that his free-range crane seemed to have a teacher.

He spread out his palms and immediately put his five fingers together, already grabbing the phantom of a bone flute in his hand.

This bone flute is rough in workmanship, no carving, still maintains the original color of the crane wing bone, looks very ugly, if you have to praise two sentences, it can only be said that it has the rough and simple style of the ancient ancestors.

The young man brought the bone flute to his lips, and according to the agreement with his own master, he sounded the "Flying Dragon Calling Lin Spectrum" with joy.

Unlike when Wakaki and Shang Yang played music, the Lin score played by the bone flute did not cause any vision, so that the young man was a little suspicious, whether his bone flute was not done well, or if he was not at home to practice the art of adjusting the yang of Ritsu Lu? It can't be that your flute is too bad, right?

The boy blew patiently over and over again, and it wasn't until the ninth blow was about to be finished that the stone gate in mid-air suddenly made a muffled bang, as if something had slammed into the other side of the stone gate.

The young man Huo Ran raised his head and saw that although there was no such thing as a latch on the inside of the stone door, it was still closed after being impacted, and the crack in the door was so thin that it was almost impossible to see, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

He hesitated for a moment, and waited until there were two more knocks on the door before he tried to ask, "Who?" ”

A voice immediately answered outside the door, even if it was separated by a heavy stone door, it still sounded cold and pleasant, like cutting ice and snow, but the tone was the opposite, revealing excitement: "Little crane, open the door, your beauty master is here!" ”

The boy laughed when he heard this.

After he apprenticed to the teacher, he did have a lot of flesh and hemp praise for the master of Xuandu, including "The master is current, who dares to call himself a beauty" such a shameless sycophant.

So the young man immediately raised his voice and shouted, "Ah! The bold Yin Demon dares to pretend to be my most beloved master, I really don't know whether to live or die! ”

As soon as these words came out, there was a quiet breath outside the door, and then the sound of slamming the door came one after another.

The woman's voice became angry, and she spoke very quickly, but the words were clear and legible: "Yohe, the wings are stiff, right?" ”

"Master, I worked hard outside the Suolong Pass, tired and tired to give you this conscienceless rebel in exchange for a dowry, as soon as I heard the sound of the flute, I was afraid that you were in danger, and hurriedly rushed thousands of miles away, but I didn't expect to feed the dog with all my hard work!"

Hearing this, a wave of warmth swelled in the young man's heart, and the smile on his face grew.

"Well, it should be my master. It was just that the Yin Demon could change into my appearance before, if even the master could confuse the truth with the false, and still know so much inside information, I am afraid that there will be only a few monks left in this world. ”

So, the young man dispersed the phantom of the bone flute, withdrew the heart candle and Ding Huo into his eyes, recalled the green and wrapped it around his waist, and put the Heaven and Earth Xuanjian into the palm of his left hand, and the ox ear sharp knife into the sleeve of his right arm.

He thought about it for a while, then threw the Tiger Evil Jade Chime to the Shang Yang Clan, threw the Silver Evil Wind Mother Candlestick to the Bi Fang Clan, and then whispered to order these two gods to hide their figures, so that he unhurriedly urged the crane to take off with his wings and rise into the air.

After stabilizing his body, the young man clasped the dimple on the right side of the door with his right hand and slowly pulled it inward.

I wish you a happy Mid-Autumn Festival and a happy family! There are a lot of things going on today, and I try to make sure it's updated, well, as much as possible.

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