The only beast master in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 287 Immortal Veins, Underworld

"Immortal product?"

Hearing this, Feng Qing'an immediately became thoughtful, and then continued to ask,
"How much true energy can be condensed to evolve an immortal pulse when opening up an immortal vein?"

"At least six hundred!"

The voice of Lord Youhuang resounded in the young man's heart. It sounded nothing unusual as usual, and seemed extremely calm and calm. However, Feng Qing'an, who was very familiar with him, could still detect some abnormalities in it, but now is not the time to care about these things. The matter of cultivating the Tao is more important.

"At least six hundred."

Feng Qing'an thought deeply, then he suddenly remembered something, and asked Dong Huang,

"How much true energy did you cultivate in your previous life before you opened up the immortal veins?"

"According to my own talent, I only cultivated 720 true qi, but my father begged for a fairy lotus seed for me, so that I can add another 810 true qi, and use [-] true qi to open up the immortal veins and evolve Immortal pulse condition, the Heavenly Emperor sits for nine days."

"Eight hundred and one, Immortal Grade Pulse Condition."

Feng Qing'an nodded, and he already knew it in his mind. Sure enough, as he expected at first, Donghuang's talent for cultivation in his previous life was not comparable to that of the heretic young suzerain. It was not at the same level.

"Can the amount of true energy be increased with the help of foreign objects?"

However, Feng Qing'an thought about Dong Huang's words, and couldn't help complaining. Although the law of heaven was unfair, it was too much.

The starting point of Donghuang's previous life practice was already too high, and as a result, there were fairy things that forcibly raised the upper limit and strengthened the foundation. no.

"Of course, there is nothing in this world that cannot be changed. I have also seen a mortal who has lived for 800 years."

"?"

The corner of Feng Qing'an's mouth twitched, she was really speechless, but she couldn't help but say,
"After living for so long, how can he still be a mortal?"

Even a pig that only knows how to eat, drink, and scatter, has lived for 800 years, and it should become a spirit, not to mention a human being, whose lifespan is limited to 20 years. flow?
In this practice world, as long as one lives long enough, as long as one survives, one will become a master. This does not distinguish between races. The human race, no matter how special it is, is also a member of heaven and earth.

"That is an immortal who forcibly prolongs the life of a mortal, and that mortal has never practiced from the beginning to the end."

Dong Huang mentioned something casually, and then turned his attention to Feng Qing'an. She is very concerned now, how far this reincarnated fairy can practice for the first time, and how much true energy can he cultivate?
"How much qi do you have now?"

"Just over three hundred and two."

Feng Qing'an glanced at it, but still remained calm. With Donghuang's previous cultivation achievements as a reference for comparison, he felt that it was nothing. The speed is astonishingly fast, but even so, it does not damage the quality of true energy.

"……Um!"

Dong Huang recalled the time it took him to condense his true energy, and then looked at Feng Qing'an who hadn't even read a few Taoist scriptures, and suddenly felt a little uneasy, the gap was too big .

Although she is the reincarnation of a fairy, this talent is too outrageous, which has broken her understanding of practice. She has never seen any talent of a monk who can go against the sky to such an extent that even a big It's the same for being reincarnated, and it's not like she hasn't seen it before.

Then again, the power of reincarnation, even if it has supernatural powers against the sky, will not give one's own reincarnation extremely high talent, otherwise what is the point of reincarnation and reconstruction?

Dong Huang really couldn't figure out what Feng Qing'an's previous life, that is, the immortal who already possessed the Pure Yang Dao Fruit, was thinking, and why he gave his reincarnated body such an incredible physique and cultivation talent.

"How do you feel now? Has your body ever felt stressed?"

After a while, Dong Huang asked again.
Each condensed qi, apart from enabling practitioners to cast spells and supernatural powers, will also bring a certain burden. Therefore, the limit of the amount of zhenqi that a monk can bear is different.

"I feel pretty good right now."

He feels good about himself now, and he also knows that he can't blindly pursue the amount of true qi, and has to consider the limit he can bear. He hasn't felt the pressure yet, which means he is still far away from the limit.

Feng Qing'an also didn't know whether the limit he could bear depended on the practitioner's talent or physical strength.

But no matter what it is, he doesn't care about it. Naturally, there is no need to talk about talent. With the superposition of various physical characteristics and talents, he doesn't know that there is no one in the world who can compare with him.

As for the physical strength of the physical body, let alone, he has not practiced yet, and his physical body is comparable to a big monster. Even if it is only an entry-level practice, he does not believe that those talents with background and background can be much stronger than him .

"Ok!"

Regarding Feng Qing'an at this time, Dong Huang had nothing to say.The two fell silent for a while, and Feng Qing'an also focused on himself, in his dantian, the sea of ​​energy that had just formed.

Like dragons and snakes, deep true energy exuding icy coldness shuttled through the turbulent sea of ​​energy, and many monsters and monsters emerged, as if they were about to evolve into something.

The sun set on the western mountain, the stars and the moon appeared, and the sky gradually darkened. On the barren mountain where Feng Qingan was standing, spiritual energy was still pouring into his body frantically, and the majestic spiritual wave swept across a ten-mile radius.

The majestic aura and the pulsating inspiration caused many strange changes in this originally ordinary barren mountain and wilderness. The meager miasma hidden among the vegetation was quickly cleaned up, and the resentment and evil spirit, if there was any, were also eliminated. Wiped out.

An ordinary barren mountain and wild place, because of the arrival of Feng Qing'an, it has turned into a place full of inspiration and Taoism, but there is nowhere to hide the spiritual energy here, unless Feng Qing'an lives here for a long time, otherwise it will still be lost. degenerates into its original form.

"Oh, it's the limit."

Looking up at the stars and moon above his head emitting indifferent brilliance, Feng Qing'an couldn't help but sighed, the sea of ​​qi surging in his body had almost solidified, and there was no more real qi for nearly an hour.

The aura swarming from around filled his meridian dantian, even though these auras had been active to the point of resentful women in boudoirs who had been empty for a long time, they couldn't transform into a ray of true energy.

When this happens, it means that the limit has been reached, but this is not his problem, but a problem with the "Liu Yin You Tian Xian Jing" he chose.

This is originally an immortal scripture that can only be cultivated to the Profound Cave Realm. Although these are all excellent scriptures that can lead to immortality, they are really not enough for Feng Qing'an.

"Donghuang, I chose wrongly. This scripture is not good. I can still bear it, but it can't even practice a spirit energy."

After standing silently on the spot for a long time, after confirming that it was really impossible to use the qi circulation method of this fairy scripture, after condensing a stream of steam, Feng Qing'an went to Dong Huang to talk about the problems he was encountering now.

"How much spiritual energy have you practiced?"

Dong Huang who had been waiting for a long time asked.

"It's one step away from a thousand. I've been practicing for a long time but I can't get this last true qi."

Feng Qing'an's tone was full of sighs and unwillingness. He originally wanted to try his own limit, but he failed to try the limit. Instead, he tried the limit of the "Six Yin Youtian Xianjing" he practiced.

The amount of true qi that can be accumulated in the great state of condensing qi is not only the practitioner himself, but also depends on the level of the practice. Feng Qingan's current practice of this fairy scripture is still not enough.

But this can't be blamed on this fairy scripture, even the creator of this scripture, I'm afraid there will be such a talented person in the future who will go heresy and practice his skills.

"Nine hundred and ninety-nine..."

The Lord Youhuang remained silent again. The key to such aptitude is the speed at which one can condense true energy. She doesn't know how to evaluate it. Feng Qing'an's existence is too special to be theorized about.

"Open the immortal vein!"

"Should I be able to evolve an immortal pulse?"

"nature."

If this amount of zhenqi can't evolve into an immortal, there are not many people in the world who can do it. Even though the immortal scripture chosen by Feng Qing'an is not good, it is still a scripture for stepping into the immortal way.

"Then I'll go."

"Ah."

Until now, Feng Qing'an still felt a little unreal in his heart. Before he wanted to practice, both Donghuang and the real person he met were telling him.

Avoid anxiety and dryness in practice, and don't seek speed. You must recite Taoist scriptures, read Buddhist scrolls, and accumulate more. But now, using the power of heavenly demons, others can spend ten years of practice in one day.

However, this is also because Feng Qing'an has obtained all the memory of the practice of this fairy scripture, and now his practice is like re-doing the things that have already been done, and it will naturally be faster.

It's just that because of his physical talent, he completely crushed the young suzerain in all aspects, so the effect was even more exaggerated and terrifying, so that the situation was a little bit out of Feng Qing'an's expectations, and he himself did not expect it. On the way, there is such an exaggerated effect.

The clock of heaven and earth, all things love each other
Open the fairy vein, perform the vision
This is the second step in the cultivation of the immortal way. The accumulation of the Qi Condensation stage will completely explode in this realm. What kind of situation each monk can go in the future will be fully demonstrated in this realm, and this Everything is determined by the monk himself, not by the heavens.

Rumbling--

Looking inside himself, in the sea of ​​dantian qi, mysterious and lustrous true qi surged, making a roar like thunder. Spreading in the middle, where the true energy passes, there is a sound of turbulent waves crashing on the shore like a rushing river.

Followed by it was a wave that made Feng Qing'an extremely uncomfortable, and he couldn't help but frown, and there was also a cold cloudy air that spread with the true energy, but his brows soon relaxed, which was in fact He expected.

This is a heretical method, and its root is the method of ghost cultivation. It is normal to have such symptoms that make him, a person with fresh blood, feel uncomfortable.

The young suzerain was also unwell when he first practiced.However, it took him much longer to adapt than Feng Qing'an, Feng Qing'an could break through in a day.

"Immortal pulse!"

The icy cold true energy permeates the whole body, and Feng Qing'an guides the true energy through the acupoints of the entrance, and penetrates through it. At this moment, Feng Qing'an saw the secrets in his body that he didn't understand.

Because he saw very clearly the secrets that existed in his body that he hadn't noticed before, he was like a child who just discovered his belly button, curiously observing his body that seemed to have become unfamiliar.

Throughout the body, there are twelve main meridians running up and down, fifteen branch meridians that intersect with each other, and eight strange meridians, as well as 360 acupoints dotted on these meridians.

These meridians are intertwined and connected in the body to form countless channels.The true qi gushing out from the dantian qi sea circulates along the meridians by itself.

It first sinks from the pubic region to the perineum, then goes retrograde along the spine until it reaches the top of the skull, then flows from the forehead to the eyebrows, from under the nose to the tip of the tongue on the palate, to the throat, and down the meridians in the chest. After a week of rotation, he returned to the sea of ​​mysterious color in the dantian.

With the movement of true qi, Feng Qing'an felt that his body was getting colder and colder, the originally active and fiery blood energy began to quiet down slightly, his body temperature even began to drop, and a chill burst out from his body.

Because of his arrival, the barren mountains and wild lands that began to evolve into a place of Taoist pristine practice began to be cultivated by entraining Qi. break out.

It was originally like a spring in March, when everything was thriving, but it was suddenly swept away by the murderous aura of the twelfth lunar month. The lush green vegetation, even before they withered, were covered with a layer of frost and condensed in the ice crystals.

This is a transformation that completely deviates from the orthodox Taoism and even conflicts with the human race. At this moment, Feng Qing'an can feel that his body is nourished by this special true energy, blooming strange and endless strangeness air machine.

In this state, even if he stepped into the Netherworld, he might not be attacked by ghosts, and he might be regarded as the same kind—this is an extremely strange feeling.

"Wonderful!"

In this nameless barren mountain, Feng Qing'an touched the mysteries of immortality for the first time and saw the mysteries of the human body.

Even though he knew that this was a heretical method, Feng Qing'an still couldn't help admiring it, because this is indeed a practice that can allow people to gain longevity, as long as this can be achieved, no matter what the difference is, it is beyond reproach of.

boom--

When the eastern sky was twilight, the mysterious aura that had been suppressed overnight erupted from Feng Qing'an's body. land, spreading in all directions.

Dawn breaks, the sun shines brightly, and the place where Feng Qing'an stands has turned into a dark ghostland.

(End of this chapter)