Chapter Seventy-Three: Haunted
Maybe it was because Zhao Jiuge had instructed him, maybe the Yu family's family didn't dare to disturb Zhao Jiuge's practice, and no one came to Zhao Jiuge's practice room for the whole day on the second day, and no one even called Zhao Jiuge to eat at dinner time, Zhao Jiuge was also happy here, just practicing quietly alone.
Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Zhao Jiuge closed his eyes slightly but his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, when he left the Xuantian Sword Gate to cultivate again, Zhao Jiuge obviously felt that the aura fluctuation here was much lower, not as widespread as in the Xuantian Sword Gate. At this moment, Zhao Jiuge somewhat understood why those monks or sects liked the mountains, because they were not only pure, but also had a strong aura.
Feeling the slowly increasing spiritual power in his body, Zhao Jiuge was a little helpless, and simply looked at the two golden-veined dragons coiled in the dantian, both of them were a little lazy lying on their stomachs without moving, until today, Zhao Jiuge still did not understand the mystery of the Sanskrit Holy Body, and it was impossible to cultivate the third golden-veined dragon in a short period of time.
Then Zhao Jiuge looked at the spiritual power in the dantian, it had already turned into a brilliant gold, with a faint light, and the slightest spiritual energy was floating around the dantian, looking at that appearance, the spiritual power in the body seemed to have reached an extreme, and now the cultivation has reached the late stage of the spiritual power realm, and it only takes a little opportunity to break through, so that the spiritual power gas in this body can be converted into liquid, so as to reach the foundation building realm and condense the foundation array, and the sword qi of the Xuantian Sword Decisive is this opportunity, when the first layer of the Xuantian Xuan can be resolutely reached, you can use this to condense the foundation array, so as to reach the foundation building realmγ
And if there is no such opportunity, even if the sword is not cultivated, it can reach the foundation building realm, but then it can only rely on the accumulation of cultivation, just like a drop of water can penetrate a stone, an iron rod can become a needle, and Zhao Jiuge looked at the spiritual power that was now slowly progressing and gave up.
In the end, I can only start with the sword qi through the Xuan Chapter, but the sword duel has also encountered a bottleneck, and the three paths can't go through, so there can be no qualitative leap in strength in a short period of time, reporting the idea that flies are also meat, although the aura here is weak, but Zhao Jiuge also insists on cultivating, and gradually, Zhao Jiuge has entered the state of cultivation, and this sitting is a day and two nights.
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When the light of dawn tore through the night and the sunlight scattered on the earth, Zhao Jiuge's closed eyes suddenly opened, and then stretched out a lazy waist, and suddenly the corner of his eye found a figure standing outside the door, and the shadow was reflected on the door through the crack in the door, Zhao Jiuge jumped out of bed, as if he heard the movement in the room, and the shadow outside also moved.
The figure bent down slightly and said respectfully, "Immortal Zhao Chang, my father and the Qingfeng Guan Master are already waiting for you in the hall, and we can set off later." β
It turned out that Yu Qingshan's eldest son, Yu Chunsheng, had been waiting for a long time early in the morning, but he didn't make a sound because he was worried about arguing, but kept waiting outside, and only asked when he heard the voice in the room.
"Got it, right away. In the room, Zhao Jiuge's faint voice came. Then I heard a slight noise in the room.
It didn't take long for a creak, the two doors carved by the mahogany were pushed open, Zhao Jiuge walked out slowly, and Yu Chunsheng's eyes lit up on the side, today's Zhao Jiuge took off the black cloth clothes, changed into the sword robe of the Xuantian Sword Gate, and carried the Qingmei Sword on his back, and then the outermost was the burden of clothes.
Dressed in a blue sword robe, the sleeves are inlaid with silver silk threads and painted into the appearance of a silver short sword, the decent clothing makes Zhao Jiuge's momentum change all over, and the green plum sword behind him presents a faint green light, exuding a little halo that is a little eye-catching.
The black streamer restrained his long hair at will, his delicate face was faintly cold, Zhao Jiuge nodded lightly, signaling Yu Chunsheng to lead the way, Yu Chunsheng immediately walked in front with sincere fear, but from time to time he couldn't help but look back at Zhao Jiuge, today's Zhao Jiuge's appearance is like the appearance of the first meeting, where can the young man in front of him who is like a sharp sword about to get out of the body be compared with the boy next door the day before yesterday.
With a little respect along the way, Yu Chunsheng quickly brought Zhao Jiu Ge to the hall of the Yu family, Zhao Jiu Ge obviously felt that a figure in the hall exuded a fluctuation of spiritual power, which should also be a spiritual realm, and suddenly, Zhao Jiu Ge reined in the spiritual power in his body.
Looking up, there was a middle-aged Taoist priest in a gray-white Taoist robe sitting in the hall, with a few strands of white hair coiled high, an ebony hairpin fixed horizontally, floating dust casually on the right hand, his face was full of red light, and he looked quite immortal in his dress, and he was talking to Yu Qingshan with a smile at this time.
Behind the middle-aged Taoist priest stood a little Taoist boy, twelve or three fourteen years old, with red lips and white teeth, a thin figure, wearing a decent set of blue and white Taoist robes, his hair was wrapped in white streamers, a purple gold bag hung around his waist, his hands were wrapped, and a peach wood sword with no material to see was firmly in his arms.
Yu Qingshan was sitting on the side, also with a smile on his face, Yu Xiasheng stood by his side honestly, listening to the conversation between them, after Zhao Jiuge came in, the eyes in the room were immediately attracted, and they all looked at Zhao Jiuge one by one, looking from top to bottom. I have to say that Zhao Jiuge's appearance today is not much inferior to that Qingfeng Viewer.
If it weren't for the accident of Qingfeng Guan Lord, Zhao Jiuge would not have dressed up so high-profile today, you must know that this time it came out on behalf of the Xuantian Sword Gate, why didn't Zhao Jiuge have the psychology of comparison.
I'm young and crazy.
Yu Xiasheng's beautiful eyes lit up first and then covered his mouth and laughed secretly, the little Taoist boy with red lips and white teeth saw Zhao Jiuge's arrival, staring at Zhao Jiuge with a somewhat unkind expression, and the air suddenly seemed to become solidified, although the Qingfeng Guan Lord was full of smiles, but his eyes were dignified, and there was a little coldness in his solemnity.
The monks pay the most attention to the faction, the world's famous families are basically sword cultivation, Taoism, Buddhism scraped points, the rest is nothing more than loose cultivation or miscellaneous sects, now the Qingfeng view of the Lord traveled here, the original intention is to solve this tricky matter, where do you know that there is a sword cultivator here, suddenly the heart breeds the mind of comparison, in addition to whether it is sword cultivation, Taoism or Buddhism pay attention to an experience.
Taoism takes it as its mission to walk the world and kill demons.
Buddhism takes it as its responsibility to cross the crowd and is compassionate.
Sword cultivation is dedicated to sharpening the way of the sword and walking with the sword.
So although the two met for the first time, there was a comparison in their hearts, the air solidification seemed a little depressing, and the coercion of the Qingfeng Guan Lord and even the spiritual power began to emanate out, seeing that the atmosphere was not right, the sleek Yu Qingshan immediately stood up, and said softly, "Let me introduce, this is the Qingfeng Guan Master, and this is Zhao Jiuge, a disciple of the Xuantian Sword Sect." Both of them are masters, and this time the matter will trouble the two of them. "Hmph, even a disciple wants to be on a par with my master. The Dao boy behind the Qingfeng Guan Lord muttered with disdain, and the arrogance on his lovely face was fully revealed.
Although the voice was not loud, but the room was only so big, everyone present heard it, and when they heard this, Yu Qingshan's face showed embarrassment, and he secretly looked at Zhao Jiuge's reaction, but fortunately, Zhao Jiuge was still calm, with an expression that he didn't care about himself.
On the contrary, Yu Xiasheng on the side showed an excited look with a pair of beautiful eyes, afraid that the world would not be chaotic. It was still the Qingfeng Guan Master who took the lead in greeting Zhao Jiuge, nodded slightly, made a joke, and said with a smile, "The poor Qingfeng Guan Master, this time I traveled here and heard that the Yu family's old mansion was haunted, so I plan to go and see it, and solve this trouble by the way, I don't know what Zhao Shaoxia has to say." β
First heard the muttering of the little Taoist boy, although Zhao Jiuge was silent on the surface, he was already dissatisfied in his heart, but he didn't know the details of the other party for the time being, and it was not good to take the lead, and then he saw the Qingfeng Guan Lord greeting him and actually sat like that, and he didn't stand up for a moment, and he was even more angry.
After thinking about it for a long time, I didn't come up with a place called Qingfeng Temple, not to mention that as a contemplator, I can't tell you where to travel here, and I can't even rank a third-rate sect, thinking of this, Zhao Jiuge didn't bother to come to the hypocritical routine on the surface, but frowned a little playfully, looked at Qingfeng Guan Master a little provocatively, and asked, "Oh? I can't talk about opinions, but I'm here to solve this matter, since that's the case, let's see who is better?"
The action was provocative, and the words were straightforward, which made the Qingfeng Guanzhu's originally smiling face suddenly gloomy, and he looked at Zhao Jiuge before he was young and dressed well, but the Qingfeng Guanzhu didn't pay too much attention to it, and then saw the Qingmei Sword behind Zhao Jiuge and the rather confident look, and began to be a little vigilant in his heart, but relying on his own cultivation, the Qingfeng Guanzhu didn't believe that the young Zhao Jiuge could be so powerful, and in his heart, he hadn't heard of the Xuantian Sword Sect, thinking that it was similar to his own Qingfeng Guanzhu, so he agreed a little gloomily, "Okay, I'm going to see how the young man is doing. β
The geography of the entire Huaxia Dynasty is so vast, with countless mountains and rivers, and this Qingfeng Guan Master was originally just an ordinary Taoist priest who got a pure heart decision because of chance, and practiced all the way to the realm of transforming spirits, which is purely self-taught, and then traveled to this place, where have you heard of the name of Xuantian Sword Gate, otherwise you wouldn't dare to give him a few dares, not to mention that although Zhao Jiuge is not very old, his cultivation is not weak, but Zhao Jiuge has gathered the spiritual power in his body, and the Qingfeng Guan Master can't feel Zhao Jiuge's cultivation.
Qingfeng Guan Master never dreamed that Zhao Jiuge had reached the late stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm at such a young age, which was not only related to qualifications, but more importantly, the reason for the exercises, like those exercises similar to the Pure Heart Sutra, he would not do much in his life, and the cultivation of superior exercises would be much faster, and the realm that could be reached was also farther, Zhao Jiuge's cultivation of the Sanskrit Heart Sutra was definitely extraordinary, so the cultivation was not slow, presumably if he changed to another qualified and intelligent cultivator, the progress would be faster.
"Let's go, I can't wait any longer to see what the hell is a haunted. Zhao Jiuge directly stopped talking to the Qingfeng Lord, but turned his head to look at Yu Qingshan and said.
Only the little Taoist boy looked at Zhao Jiuge with an indignant face, but Zhao Jiuge only left him with a back figure that turned around and went out.
The group left the room and prepared to go to the Yu family's old mansion outside the town to find out what was the culprit of the strange things that had been going on for months.