Surge of Cultivation

Tong Yan seemed to know what he wanted to ask and made a gesture of silence with her middle finger. Then, she looked back at Qing Shui and said softly, "Let me tell you, Big Brother Qing Di, the annual rent of our house for five thousand yuan was set by my father. Since you met me, I've given you so many benefits. However, I lied and said that I had already collected enough rent for five thousand yuan and lost three thousand yuan. Now, I only have two thousand yuan left. "Hee hee..."

"Why do you say that?"

"Because your family is very poor. I just want to save some money for you."

"But we signed a lease on the house, and it says that the rent is two thousand five hundred …" And that promissory note I wrote to you, if your dad sees it … "

"I have already torn up the lease agreement and the IOU and thrown them away! Big Brother Qing Di, just let the rent of the house pass like this. In the future, you can peacefully stay in our house. Other than the electricity and water charges, you don't need to pay any more money. "

The lease agreement and promissory note were torn apart and thrown away? So, I only paid two thousand yuan rent and I can live in this courtyard for a year? That little girl, Tong Yan, got beaten up by her father, she's actually here to help me!

"Tong Yan, you really are my good little sister! How touching! "Tell me, how can I thank and repay you?"

"No need! "No need!" Tong Yan quickly shook her head and waved her hand, "What's more, isn't helping big brother a right and wrong thing for little sister to do? You even helped me teach those rogue boys who pester me so much. "

"Brothers, clear accounts!" I must repay you for helping me. I must thank you! "Speak up. Whatever you want to eat, drink, play with, or desire, as long as it is within my capabilities, I will agree with you!"

"Are we really going to repay them?" All right... But I haven't decided what I want you to do yet. We'll talk about it later. "

Ye Qingdi looked at her cute and cute face, and his heart skipped a beat. He couldn't help but tease, "Tong Yuan Hua, didn't you already have a boyfriend? "Why don't I just repay you with my body? This way, all of the boys in your academy will completely give up on you and no one will bother you anymore!"

"Big Brother Qing Di, this is your little sister. She's not even fifteen years old yet." You. Do you think it's evil for you to randomly eat someone's tofu and take advantage of them? "

The sun set in the west. The sunset glow illuminated the western half of the sky, and a faint blush appeared on that cute and innocent face. It was unknown if it was because of the multicolored lights in the sky or because of Emperor Ye Qing's joke.

"This... I'm just playing around with you! Actually, I am a very pure person! "A very serious person!" Ye Qingdi coughed a few times and said seriously.

Tong Yan's black and white eyes darted around for a bit, then she tilted her head and said in a serious tone, "If you feel bad about it, then you'll have to take care of my little sister in the future. For example, if I am not the Emperor, you will coax me; if I want to play, you will accompany me. For example, if I was bullied by others in the academy, I would bring you before them and say that you are my brother … A very powerful elder brother, scaring them to death … "Can I?"

"No problem!" In any case, your Cartoon Academy can't compare to Zhen Wu Academy. No matter how many people there are, they are nothing but weaklings in the eyes of us martial artists. "Hehe, bullying the weak has always been my strong point!" Ye Qingdi rubbed his hands together with an arrogant expression on his face.

… ….

In the next few days, besides eating and sleeping, Ye Qingdi spent most of his time shopping outside in order to get familiar with this strange and bustling city and adapt to the life here as soon as possible.

As for Tong Yan, Ye Qingdi had wanted her to be his guide and accompany him on a tour around the city, but who would have thought that her father, Tong Shi, would come home early these days. Furthermore, Tong Yan was staying at home to guard the door, so he hadn't been able to spare the time to do so.

Of course, Ye Qingdi did not delay his martial arts cultivation while he was having fun everyday. Every night, when everyone else was asleep, he would sit cross-legged on his bed and start cultivating the inner breathing technique.

The only mental cultivation method that Ye Qingdi had learnt before was the Buddhist Sect's < Muscle Meridian Rebirth Scroll >. After the Wind Tiger Battle Bead had entered his body and partially melted, he had mastered this mental cultivation method in one go.

And now, Ye Qingdi was facing the dilemma of not being able to practice at all, so he had no choice but to practice the Muscle Meridian Rebirth Scroll repeatedly. Although Ye Qingdi felt a little bored, he did not know that the meridians that had been opened by the Buddhist Sect's low level mental cultivation method, the Muscle Meridian Rebirth Scroll, were gradually being strengthened by his repeated practice.

During this period of time, Ye Qingdi had been paying attention to the Wind Tiger Battle Bead floating in his middle dantian. He discovered that as time passed, as his own strength rose, the red part of the Wind Tiger Battle Bead would have already melted away, and the red Qi would sometimes quietly sting inside his middle dantian. Sometimes, it would even majestically enter his meridians, and after a cycle, it would return to his middle dantian.

After repeating this many times, the red aura finally calmed down and settled at the bottom of the central dantian. At first, it was in a circular shape, but it gradually turned into a strange shape and seemed to solidify into a corporeal body.

He vaguely remembered a few years ago when he and a few of his comrades went to an ancient temple in the Floating Tu Mountain to play in it. Inside the temple, he saw an extremely ancient seven-colored glazed pagoda, and regardless of its color or shape, the bottom layer of the pagoda was exactly the same as the thing inside his dantian that was currently formed.

Ever since the Wind Tiger Battle Bead forcefully invaded his body, Ye Qingdi had gotten used to the strange phenomenon that happened to his body. He was no longer afraid or worried.

After talking to the Autumn War during the day, Ye Qingdi had already understood how the Battle Beads could help a warrior's strength increase.

After a Battle Bead enters a martial artist's body, it will quickly turn into a stream of air and enter into the dantian, then condensing in the dantian again. A martial artist can use their own inner breath to refine the Battle Bead, and the energy contained within the Battle Bead will be stimulated bit by bit, creating a new inner breath.

To completely refine a normal combat bead, even the most powerful martial artists would need a year or two to do so. And if they met some rare and precious combat beads, the time they spent to refine them would be much longer.

However, this was only a process of refining a Battle Bead. If one wanted to make the Battle Bead's inner breathing completely usable by a martial artist, then they would need a period of time to fuse with it.

If a warrior imagined that refining a Battle Bead was as easy as eating and digesting it, then trying to obtain a large number of Battle Beads in a short period of time to rapidly increase his strength was almost impossible. If this method was feasible, there would probably be many experts in the Federation by now, with many as strong as the forest.

The Wind Tiger Battle Orb in his body was an incomparably mysterious treasure. When Ye Qingdi did not have the ability to refine it, it would "borrow" external powers to achieve its purpose.

For example, if a martial artist were to hit Ye Qingdi's fist, then a large portion of the power of that punch would be absorbed by the Wind Tiger Battle Bead within Ye Qingdi's body. When the power was absorbed by the Wind Tiger Battle Bead, it would accumulate to a certain degree in Ye Qingdi's dantian, and the Battle Bead would begin to melt.

When he was at the Floating Pagoda Mountain, Ye Qingdi had to endure the combined attack of two crescent martial artists, and then was struck in the vital parts by Fei Yingjie's fists at the same time. Although these two attacks had caused Ye Qingdi to lose consciousness, they did not cause him any fatal injuries, and this was mainly because of the Wind Tiger Battle Pearl's "absorbing" effect of the external attack power.

Ye Qingdi's heart was filled with a strong sense of curiosity towards the "pagoda" formed in his central dantian.

That night, he was lying on the bed using the peeping method to try and find out the secret of the "pagoda." He didn't expect that the moment he tried to focus his consciousness into his nose, a magical force would "suck" his consciousness into the red pagoda.

Inside the pagoda, Ye Qingdi felt like he was stepping on clouds, his entire body was surrounded by smoke, the surroundings were filled with the chanting of buddhist chanting, his mind was empty, and he forgot about common things.

Sitting cross-legged on a huge nine-petal lotus throne in the center of the tower was an old monk with white hair and a white beard. The old monk's body seemed to be covered in clouds, making him look hazy and ethereal.

Suddenly, the white-browed old monk waved towards Ye Qingdi. His hand seemed to have a boundless magic. Ye Qingdi could not help but move his feet and slowly walked towards the lotus throne.

"Do you want to learn the most powerful Buddhist martial arts in the world?"

"Yes."

"Do you want to learn all the Buddhist martial arts in this world?"

"Yes!"

"Do you want to become the number one Buddhist martial arts practitioner in this world?"

"Yes!"

"You want to reach a level that is beyond the imagination of the martial artists in this world?"

"Yes!"

"Ambitious! His heroic spirit was commendable! "Alright!" The Abbot Whitebrow laughed out loud, his voice echoing like a bell. He swept his hands across the void in front of him, causing Ye Qingdi's eyes to light up as he saw a golden scroll unfurl in front of him.