Daily life of slaying demons in the government

Chapter 546 Everything is ready, but there is no east wind

It sounds unbelievable just to talk about it, but the reality is so weird.

Yang Qian had never expected that a method similar to normal cultivation could actually pry open the magical power that existed only beneath the surface of the world.

The final step of intercepting the original spiritual energy of heaven and earth was also simple and crude, and there was no skill at all. It was just to cut off the flow of the spiritual energy below the body, block the original spiritual energy of heaven and earth that was pouring into the body, and then absorb and devour it.

However, although the method is simple, Yang Qian does not think that anyone can practice it because this method also has a threshold, and the threshold is not low.

First of all, this method is different from the normal way of absorbing spiritual energy. It is not to absorb it slowly, one mouthful at a time, but to swallow all at once the amount that would only be accumulated after years or even decades of normal practice. Wouldn't this make a person burst?
Even if he could hold on, he had to absorb such a huge amount of spiritual energy in a short period of time. After all, this was not the spiritual energy of the elixir that would automatically return to the dantian. If he was slow to absorb it, it would still dissipate from his body. It was a waste of effort.

Therefore, to use this method, one should first have strong meridians and Dantian. And only martial artists can be stronger than others in these two aspects from the beginning.

“This is a method specially designed for martial artists, used in conjunction with the Fire Lotus Cushion to temper the body!” Yang Qian figured out an answer that he was very sure of.

According to Yang Qian's guess, when the Zhao family's disciples actually used "The Zhao Family's Miraculous Method of Auxiliary Cultivation of the Physical Body" at that time, they should have practiced it slowly, retaining a little bit at a time, in order to nourish the physical body.

After you have almost comprehended the realm, you can then temper your body, and then improve your martial arts skills, so as to achieve a higher level of cultivation.

"No wonder the Zhao family could be compared with the Daojian Sect, a sect that specializes in the way of intention, more than ten thousand years ago. With this method of "stealing the world", those disciples who are talented in becoming martial artists no longer have to worry about absorbing spiritual energy. They only need to focus on comprehending the realm. This saves a lot of time accumulating cultivation compared to others.

I just don’t know where the evil intentions from heaven and earth came from after the Zhao family members reached a high level of cultivation.”

After Yang Qian understood the use of this method, he did not rush to intercept the spiritual energy of the origin of heaven and earth, but cut off the spiritual energy cyclone on his own spiritual platform and stopped this kind of involvement.

It's not the right time yet. I'll use it when I temper my body next time. To be on the safe side, Yang Qian also prepared to refine some more pills for himself just in case.

Shuangqing Mansion had run out of medicinal materials for making Qi-boosting pills for the time being. But Yang Qian had just killed a flying boat of Mugu disciples, and there were quite a few medicinal materials in the spoils, enough for Yang Qian to make a lot of Qi-boosting pills.

It was already noon when they returned to their residence. After chatting with Fang Yuan for a while, Yang Qian's smile froze.

As his bedmate, Fang Yuan was the person who could be considered the closest to Yang Qian in this world, and she noticed it immediately.

"If you have something to do, just go and do it. I won't go anywhere at home. I'll just wait for you to come back. I'll be with you too, so don't worry."

"Well, I'll be right back when I go."

Yang Qian went to the front yard again, greeted his mother Xu Ying, and then disappeared from the Viscount's Mansion in a flash.

Fang Yuan, who watched her husband disappear, smiled and touched her slightly pregnant belly, saying to herself: "Your father has gone to fight the bad guys. You have to be as powerful as your father in the future!"

When Yang Qian reappeared, he was already above Taocheng. Then he continued to fly in one direction on his cloud, and only stopped when he was more than a hundred miles west of Taocheng. He looked at the empty area in front of him with a serious face.

There are magic arrays left by Yang Qian in the surrounding areas of Shuangqing Mansion, which can sense some major spatial and strong aura forces. They are his arrangements for vigilance.

Now the spatial reaction is strong, Yang Qian can feel that there will be abnormal conditions in the area in front of him.

This was the sign that the flying boat had broken through the space. Sure enough, just a few breaths after Yang Qian arrived at this area, cracks began to appear in the space, and then huge monsters emerged from these cracks. Soon the whole picture was clear.

It was a flying boat.

There were emblems on the mast and hull of the flying boat, which was exactly the ship of Dusk Valley.

Finally here! Yang Qian stood on the cloud without saying a word, watching the five figures on the flying boat also flying up.

Three are in the late fusion realm, and two are in the middle fusion realm.

On the deck of the flying boat, one can see more than twenty out-of-body realm monks, each holding a magic weapon and ready for battle.

Yang Qian curled his lips at the sight of this. Because before, when Qiu Minghua came to persuade him to defect to the Five Thunder Palace, he mentioned the approximate number of top fighters in Piao Miao Peak. Taking Piao Miao Peak as the standard, Yang Qian understood that this should be the strongest force that Mugu could bring out besides sending out the strong men in the Tongxuan realm.

Including the two late-stage fusion realm masters who died in his hands before, Mu Gu has already sent seven half-immortals in the fusion realm to Shuangqing Mansion.

"It's really worth the money!"

Yang Qian was not panicked by Mugu's aggressive attack. He just felt that the people from the immortal sect did not like to think too much and explore too much before doing things. They did not send anyone to spy on his strength and just attacked directly.

Perhaps this is a bad habit that has developed after thousands of years?
But this is good news for Yang Qian. And it seems that the strong men in the Tongxuan realm do not dare to easily set foot in this poisonous land.

"Yang Qian? Tsk, surrender?"

The first person was wearing a black robe in the style of Dusk Valley, holding a fine steel folding fan in his hand. There was always a faint chill emanating from the fan when he waved it.

"Another group of thieves! They have to come to Shuangqing Mansion to seek death. They are out of their minds!" Yang Qian shook his head, still ignoring the other party's identity.

No matter who you are, as long as you are in Shuangqing Mansion, he has to say whether you are a thief or a monster. If he says you are a thief cultivator, then you are a thief cultivator!

Hearing Yang Qian's words, the faces of the people from the Wuming Mugu opposite suddenly turned ugly. They thought that Yang Qian was lying with his eyes open and was despising the prestige of their Mugu.

"Since you are so ungrateful, I will let you have a taste of the "Inverted Soul Penetrating Formation"!"

The people who came to Dusk Valley were also holding back their energy. Asking Yang Qian whether he would surrender was the limit. It was impossible for them to continue to fight with Yang Qian. The poisonous spiritual energy here had already made them feel very uncomfortable, so they wanted to deal with Yang Qian as soon as possible and leave here.

As soon as the words fell, the nameless Dusk Valley warriors moved away and placed Yang Qian in the middle. At the same time, they threw out magic weapons: brass mirrors.

There are nine mirrors in total, which are thrown out in three groups, and then the three people in the late stage of the fusion realm are in charge of controlling them.

The remaining two mid-stage fusion realm masters cast out two chains, which spread out to control a space of several miles in radius, locking the space into a prison.

PS: There is still one chapter left, which will be posted in the afternoon. After I finish today, I should be able to resume normal updates tomorrow.

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