Chapter Forty-Seven: The Natal Flying Sword
In the first few months since He Lingfeng returned to Wanhua Immortal Sect, he had never seen his third senior brother Yun Zhongtian, and he Lingfeng became more and more curious about the mystery of this third senior brother in his cultivation day after day.
During this period, Wang Fugui never taught He Lingfeng any kind of spells, firstly, because he was busy, and secondly, he felt that He Lingfeng had a solid foundation laid in Tianyi Sect, and there were many exercises he had obtained from Tianyi Zhenren, he really had nothing to take out to teach this apprentice, and he could only guide one or two when He Lingfeng encountered some problems in his cultivation. Because of these things, he always felt that he was not competent enough as a master, and he was quite distressed during this time, and in addition to his daily busyness, he was thinking about how to compensate himself for this apprentice.
But He Lingfeng himself never felt that Wang Fugui, the master, was not good enough, he knew the master's difficulties, and he also knew that after the guidance of Tianyi Zhenren, Wang Fugui was only in the Yuanying realm, and there were not many things that Wang Fugui could teach him. But he never cared about this, he just felt that now that his parents had passed away, there were not many people he could rely on and care about in this world, and Wang Fugui was one of them. As for the cultivation matter, he can still deal with it at present, even if he really encounters a problem, there are other people in the sect who can ask for advice, but it is really not good, and he can go to Tianyi Zhenren to solve his doubts.
In the years of living and cultivating in Tianyi Sect, because of Tianyi Zhenren and Feng Wuchen's brothers and sisters, although He Lingfeng is not a disciple of Tianyi Sect, he already has a deep affection for Tianyi Sect, although he has now returned to his own sect, Wanhua Immortal Sect, but he is still a little uncomfortable in a short period of time, after all, a person's sense of belonging is not generated by staying somewhere for a day or two, it takes time to produce many bonds.
In addition to coming a few times at the beginning to help him get acquainted with the situation of the sect and deal with some entry-related matters, his senior brother Chen Jiaolong was busy cultivating by himself, and it was said that he was preparing to attack Yuanying.
His master was busy with the affairs of the sect all day long, and the third senior brother had never seen him, He Lingfeng had nothing to do except cultivate alone, and what he looked forward to the most every day was to go to the second senior brother to eat.
Speaking of which, He Lingfeng himself felt strange, before he met Wang Fugui, when he was still a mortal, He Lingfeng had never been picky about his daily meals, coarse tea and light rice, dry food and pickles could also satisfy his stomach, but somehow, after that, he began to gradually pay attention to it. Although the usual food is acceptable, it is impossible to swallow it after a long time, and it is necessary to fight tooth sacrifices every two or three days to relieve the hunger. A delicious meal can often make you feel happy for several days, and it is also very motivating to cultivate.
Slightly different from rubbing rice in Feng Wuchen, the second senior brother's craftsmanship is mainly "strange". The handicraft of wind and dust often highlights the word "Zheng", the dishes and cooking techniques are authentic, and the dishes taste pure, which is elegant. And the second senior brother Zhang Zimu's techniques are strange, mostly the techniques of the poor people in the world, quite the style of rural food, such as what yellow mud roasted birds, called flower chickens and the like, the materials are also quite mountain and wild, wild onions and garlic, birds and animals all kinds of game, and so on. In addition, there are also various bizarre practices that Zhang Zimu himself keeps trying, such as using the dantian real fire to roast meat, which is something that ordinary cultivators would not do.
He Lingfeng was not embarrassed at first to be cheeky and frequently go to the second senior brother to eat, but he only went to the second senior brother every seven or eight days, but after a long time, after the two got acquainted, Zhang Zimu's hospitality and his smug expression every time he watched others enjoy the food he made made made He Lingfeng no longer scruples, and finally it became two or three days. In this way, He Lingfeng brought the habit of rubbing rice from Tianyi Sect to Wanhua Immortal Sect.
Once, when He Lingfeng went to Zhang Zimu's place to eat, he met his master Wang Fugui, only to find that his master had such a picky appetite and loved Zhang Zimu's craftsmanship. And this time, when the three of them were waiting for the Yeshan Zhentong hot pot to be cooked, He Lingfeng learned from the casual conversation why the master was called "Wang Fugui" with such a cheesy name.
It turned out that the master was also a child of a poor family in the past, and his parents hoped that he would be able to enjoy wealth in the future, and no longer suffer and suffer by working all day with his back to the loess and facing the sky, so he took such a name. But then there was a big flood in his hometown, his parents were swept away by the flood to save him, he had to wander alone, and when he was six years old, he happened to meet the second apprentice of Yunyangzi who traveled abroad, Yuheng Master, who found that he had a congenital spiritual root, but his qualifications were more average, but seeing Wang Fugui's hunger and cold, he was moved by compassion, and Wang Fugui seemed to be a kind-hearted person, so he was accepted as a disciple and brought back to Wanhua Xianzong.
Knowing that the master was also a sad past of the death of both parents, He Lingfeng was also quite emotional, feeling that the fate of the two could be intertwined, and there was an invisible thread implicated in it, and he felt a little more dependent on Wang Fugui in his heart.
In the third month after He Lingfeng returned to the Wanhua Immortal Sect, after hard thinking and meditation, Master Wang Fugui finally thought of how to compensate his apprentice, he wanted He Lingfeng to refine a natal flying sword.
The natal flying sword was originally a means for monks in the Dan period to start cultivating. After the monks in the foundation building period advance to the Dan stage, the dantian true fire will turn into samadhi true fire, and the natal flying sword needs to be guided by its own innate qi and essence blood, and cooperate with many spiritual materials to refine it with samadhi true fire.
Because of the great consumption of samadhi true fire, the samadhi true fire in the body of ordinary Jiedan monks is not sufficient at all, and almost all of them wait until the late stage of Yudan or even the Yuanying realm to start refining. However, it has been discovered that the sooner the Natal Flying Sword is nurtured in the body, the higher the quality it can achieve in the future, and for this reason, some wealthy monks will spend a lot of money to ask others to refine it on their behalf.
However, in the process of refining the Natal Flying Sword, due to the existence of one's own innate qi and essence blood, if it is refined with the samadhi true fire of one's own dantian that is very suitable, it will be much easier and less troublesome, if it is refined by others, in order to reduce the rejection reaction between the true fire and the foreign innate qi and essence blood, it is necessary to slowly refine a small amount of true fire flame, and the time and consumption of true fire are several times that of his own personal refining, and with the strength of Wang Fugui's mid-stage realm samadhi true fire, he may lose too much vitality and lose two or three years of Taoism. But he didn't care about this, and he didn't plan to tell He Lingfeng the secret.
When Wang Fugui told He Lingfeng about refining the Natal Flying Sword, the latter was extremely excited.
He Lingfeng once obtained a book of sword cultivation exercises from Tianyi Zhenren, called "Nine Star Sword Technique", which is profound and subtle, and has good power. He originally wanted to cultivate this sword technique in the late stage of Qi refining, but he had to give up for the time being after only checking the content of the opening chapter.
This "Nine Star Sword Technique" is different from the general sword cultivation method, in addition to the spirit sword weapons necessary for sword cultivation, it also requires the cultivator to master the flying sword path of qi cultivation, and the flying sword used must also be a natal flying sword. Each sword move on this sword technique is divided into two styles: spirit sword and flying sword, and the two need to be mutually confirmed to be integrated when cultivating. When facing the enemy, you can flexibly choose the spirit sword or flying sword to attack according to the specific situation, or you can use both swords to use some more profound sword moves.
He Lingfeng didn't have a spirit sword or a flying sword at that time, and it wasn't until he left Tianyi Sect later that Feng Wuchen gave him a spirit sword called "Splitting Light", and he had half of the cultivation conditions, but because he was subject to the refining conditions of the natal flying sword, he still couldn't start cultivating.
He Lingfeng originally planned to wait until he had to form a pill and refine the Natal Flying Sword before cultivating, but he didn't expect that the master would be preparing to refine the Natal Flying Sword for him now, and he couldn't help but look forward to it in his heart.
After Wang Fugui handed over the affairs of the sect to the other elders for the time being, he began to refine the natal flying sword from He Lingfeng, and after asking the latter about the style of the flying sword, Wang Fugui prepared all the materials, and took some innate qi and essence blood from He Lingfeng, and then began to retreat and refine.
After He Lingfeng waited with excitement and anticipation for more than half a month, the pale-faced Wang Fugui finally got out of the customs.