Chapter 4 Section 5 The Flying Method of Edgeworth
As soon as Ling Tian entered this formation, he didn't come out again for four or five days.
Qingxiao came to see Ling Tian and brought food, but he didn't move when he called him, and he didn't have the slightest intention of eating, so he put the meal outside the array, thinking about when he was hungry, just come out to eat.
However, when he came to deliver the food again, he found that the meal he brought last time was already cold, and Ling Tian always maintained a cross-legged posture and never moved for half a minute.
This was the case for several days, so Qingxiao stopped coming to deliver food to him.
For six or seven days in a row, Qingxiao came to visit Ling Tian less and less, almost forgetting Ling Tian in the back of her mind.
Early this morning, Qingxiao woke up early and suddenly remembered that Ling Tian didn't know how his cultivation was going, so he went to visit.
Coming to the outside of the backyard array, Qingxiao found that Ling Tian had rolled his eyes, foamed at the mouth, and collapsed in the middle of the formation.
Qingxiao hurriedly pulled Ling Tian out of the formation and transmitted the true qi in his body to Ling Tian, but found that the true qi in Ling Tian's body was very abundant, and it was no exaggeration to say that there was true qi in almost every cell.
Qingxiao withdrew Ling Tian's two slaps, Ling Tian woke up slowly, and said angrily: "Master... It hurts..."
"It's good to wake up, it doesn't matter if it hurts. Qingxiao said lightly.
“... Master... I'm hungry..."Ling Tian said pitifully, with a trace of residual white foam hanging from the corner of his mouth.
"You deserve it, so you don't know how to eat when you practice... You take a break, and I'll get you something to eat." Qingxiao said as she placed Ling Tianping on the couch in Ling Tian's room.
After a while, Qingxiao entered Ling Tian's room again. Bringing a large tray of food, judging from the color, is basically from his own cooking skills.
There is no way, sleeping Qingxiao was punished for retreat in the Tianji Palace, and she couldn't travel. Of course, I won't go to the Shushan Dining Hall to get food, and besides, it's not the time to start eating, even if Qingxiao goes to pick it up, the dining hall won't have food ready for it.
"Come on, let's eat!" Qingxiao wiped her sweat and waved her sleeves.
Ling Tian glanced at the tray on the table. The quality of the food is terrible. But at this time, Ling Tian couldn't care about those, and the saliva in his mouth flowed out along the traces of white foam at the corners of his mouth.
After shaking on the couch, Ling Tian still didn't have the strength to get up, and stretched out his tongue. Eyes rolled. Fainted again. It's too illusory.
Qingxiao shook her head helplessly, hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to feed Ling Tian herself.
Lift the tray. Placed on the side of the couch, he pulled Ling Tian up, slapped him twice, Ling Tian woke up, "... It hurts..."
Qingxiao didn't pay attention to it, picked up a big bowl of soup, pinched Ling Tian's thin face, pinched his mouth open, and poured it in.
Ling Tian struggled with all his might, and his mouth kept making strange noises.
Pouring a large bowl of soup into Ling Tian's mouth, Qingxiao let Ling Tian go, "How do you feel?"
Ling Tian fell to the edge of the couch and vomited outward, Qingxiao's face changed, "How can you get it? It's all so virtuous, and you still think that what I make is unpalatable? This is the turtle soup stewed by the thousand-year-old Xuan Turtle, you actually vomited when you said you vomited!"
“... Yes... Master... You're going to kill me... It's hot... I haven't tasted it yet... You're giving me a breather! Such a big bowl of soup poured in all at once... "It seems that the turtle soup still has some miraculous effects, Ling Tian's strength has recovered a little, and he is already able to utter complete sentences.
Qingxiao had never done such a thing as feeding others, and even the disciples in the room, there was only one Ling Tian, and Ling Tian was the first person to receive this honor, so it became what it is now.
"Okay, see you've recovered a lot, eat it yourself!" With that, Qingxiao's face turned a little red and left alone.
Ling Tian vomited for a while, his stomach was finally a little more comfortable, and when he had the strength, he picked up the tray and gobbled it up, not caring whether it was delicious or not, as long as it was eaten, in Ling Tian's eyes now, it was a hundred times better than the delicious food.
After eating, Ling Tian tidied up a little, took out the big sword behind his back, wiped it gently, and said to himself to the big sword, "Divine sword, divine sword, you are also spiritual, will the dragon soul be hungry in the sword..."
Ling Tian transferred the abundant True Qi in his body to the Great Sword along the palm of the hand that wiped the sword body, and the Great Sword was instantly covered with white dream light, as if he was really eating, greedily absorbing the True Qi into it.
It wasn't until the big sword no longer absorbed the true qi that Ling Tian calmed the flow of true qi in his body, put the big sword behind his back, and went to find Qingxiao.
"Master, I've eaten, now can we talk about practicing the art of flying with the sword..."Before he could enter the door, Ling Tian's voice had already entered Qingxiao's room.
At this time, Qingxiao was lying on the couch pouring wine, and when she saw Ling Tian coming in, Qingxiao sat up, "I said it, the flight of the imperial sword requires the unity of human and sword, your big sword... Alas... Don't talk about it, it doesn't make sense at all!"
"If you don't try it, how do you know that I can't be one with the Dragon Sword?" Ling Tian retorted unwillingly.
"Stinky boy, you... Hey, okay, I'll pass on to you the Shushan Imperial Sword Flying Technique, you keep it in mind, anyway, sooner or later I will teach you, ordinary Shushan disciples should choose a sword in the Sword Pavilion to practice the Imperial Sword Flying in the second year of entry. Qingxiao took another sip of wine, and then passed the mantra of Edgeworth's flight to Ling Tian.
Always remember that the sky is clear, the earth is peaceful, the gods are spiritual, the valley is profitable, and all things are born.
If you want to refine the sword immortal, you must refine the good sword, the good sword and the human spirit are connected, and the thing is also a friend. The method of self-communication of the sword soul can be found with the heart.
Fortune sword qi, from the path of heaven and earth to inhale the natural aura, at this time the cultivation is broken and shallow, do not make good use of this qi, through the yin path of the human path, that is, the path above into the ocean of thousands of miles, use their own qi to refine and melt.
Move to the sea of qi, inject the yang path of the human path, flow through the heavenly path, reach the outside, at this time, the vigorous strength is extraordinary. You need to practice skillfully before you can use it, otherwise it is easy to hurt yourself.
Attached to the sword, and then combined with the power of its own absolute yin to the power of the yang, transported in the yang of the human path, back to the yin, connected to the power of external release, then the sword is like the wind dancing sword like the stars.
The sword is iron, psychic because of the attachment, moved by the heart, lived because of the blood, died because of evil thoughts, the art of the sword, lies in pranayama, holding the yuan and keeping one, reciprocating cycles, endless, the five spirits are restrained, the qi is resisted, the sword is used for qi, and it is flying!
"I will only pass on this method to you once, each method needs you to understand it on your own, whether you can succeed in the sword or not depends on your ability, it's just your sword, alas..."Qing Xiao glanced at the big sword behind Ling Tian's back, and couldn't help but sigh again.
"Master rest assured, the disciple has already kept this method in his heart, and he will definitely be able to succeed in the sword!" Ling Tian replied with his fists clenched, his heart was already full of joy, as long as he learned the method, he would refine it sooner or later!
"By the way, hurry up and show me how much you have improved in cultivation after cultivating in the backyard formation for so long. Qingxiao asked curiously and seriously.
Ling Tian smiled, and suddenly condensed, and his true qi pushed the inner dan to speed up. At this time, Ling Tian's Inner Dan had expanded to occupy almost one-sixth of the size of the Dantian Heaven.
And the change of the ghost soul pill is even more amazing, it actually occupies one-sixth of the dantian like the inner dan, and rotates around the inner dan at an extremely fast and violent speed, only the ring-shaped afterimage is like an entity, and the inner dan is encased in it.
Shuangdan has become one and becomes a whole.
Qingxiao nodded with a smile, and suddenly, he felt that Ling Tiandan and Soul Pill had a vision together, and they were beating slightly at the same time, as if they had life.
"This!, are you already!" Qingxiao was stunned.
"Tell Master, you're right, after these few days of cultivation, I have reached the bottleneck of the Dan Formation Period, and I will soon be able to break through the Dan Formation Period!" With that, Ling Tian waved his hand continuously to the window of Qingxiao's room as the Twin Dan in his body pulsed with the regularity of the Double Dan in his body.
I saw that the flow of air outside the world suddenly stopped, and the grass and trees swayed with the movement of Ling Tian's palm.
The Inner Body Twin Dan jumped again, Ling Tian grabbed the void again, and the essence of heaven and earth suddenly condensed with Ling Tian's movements, turning into a balloon. Shuangdan jumped again, and as soon as Ling Tian let go, it condensed into a balloon like a liquid and poured down.
"Okay! Okay! Okay! As my apprentice, he was able to achieve this in a few days, and he was already able to control the power of heaven and earth a little, and as long as he had another opportunity, he would be able to break through in one fell swoop, turn Dan into a baby, and enter the Yuan Infant Period!" Qingxiao laughed and poured a few sips of wine.
Suddenly, a disciple outside the palace came to report that there was a letter from Master Qingxiao (that is, the palace master of Tianji Palace, one of the seven saints), who was a close friend of the Beichen family, and sent it to Qingxiao. (To be continued......)
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