Chapter 55 Dragon

In the room, Yan Ji sat cross-legged, closed his eyes slightly, put his hands on his thighs, and practiced "Taiyi Wanxiang".

The situation of cultivation is not optimistic. Like the previous time, at a critical moment, the real qi will still be out of control in the body, crashing into the meridians, which makes him miserable.

Rest for a moment, wait for the pain to ease, then grit your teeth and endure it, and settle down again. It seems that he is now in a desperate situation and has no way out. There is no other way to live except to keep practicing and improve his cultivation. He persists so hard and does not give up.

Repeatedly, one failure, two failures, three failures...

The pain caused by every failure seemed to make him more painful than the previous one. Even in this cold winter season, he was also sweating. His clothes on his body were as if they had been soaked in water. They were wet. He simply took off his clothes and practiced bare.

In the quiet cabin, you can clearly hear his low and painful moans after his failure, getting louder and louder, and the sound of gasping is getting thicker and thicker...

Every late at night, he persisted and suffered like this.

But he didn't think carefully about why he kept asking for strength in such a nearly self-infant cultivation?

It seems that this is just a matter of course, just to defeat the people who want to defeat and do what they want to do, such as wanting to enter the cell openly.

In fact, the two words pursued in my heart are not strength or long life, but protection.

Protect everything you have.

It is not suitable to practice during the day, so he tries his best to sleep and rest during the day, and cultivate enough energy to practice at night. Anyway, Su Qiurong will not tell him to do anything, and Yang Zhong, the head of the hall, will not care about him.

Except for Su Su, who had moved into the Feixue Pavilion, he never seemed to have left the house during the day. He dragged his tired body caused by the night's practice, lying ** and sleeping with his head up.

Every time Su Qiurong came to see him, she saw a listless sick teenager, as if he was dying, lying in ** unable to move.

Looking at the increasingly haggard teenager, Su Qiurong really suppressed the pain in her heart, thinking that the teenager gave too much blood to her daughter, causing him to lose too much blood, and then began to become thinner and sick.

Whenever Yan Ji fell asleep, Su Qiurong would come to look at him, stroked his thin face, and couldn't help crying, as if she might lose her "love son" again.

"Mother! Why are you crying?"

Yang Huanyu also entered the room at some point and saw her mother crying, and her voice was a little choked.

Su Qiurong pulled her daughter over, held her tightly in her arms, looked at the teenager lying down, and said in a low voice, "Yuer, your brother saved your life, you know? You should remember your brother's kindness for the rest of your life.

Yang Huanyu nodded slightly and answered, "Well, my brother is good to me, and I will also be good to my brother."

She realized that her "big brother" had sacrificed too many bloody nights to save herself, causing him to fall ill, with heat in his heart and crying.

Yan Ji was so tired that after falling asleep, she couldn't feel anything and didn't notice that someone was crying in front of her bed.

Gradually, Su Qiurong also began to have trouble eating and eating. She was sad all day long. She gave Yan Ji a meal every day, and she didn't see any improvement. Every time she came to see him during the day, she still saw a dying sick teenager. .

Every day is so rested, and every night is still painful.

One day, two days... Until after the pain of the tenth night, sweetness finally came. He made twice the effort, tasted the unbearable pain of ordinary people, and finally got what he deserved. "Taiyi Wanxiang" successfully reached the ninth level of Taiyi.

After that, the changes in his body were almost earth-shaking. The body gradually recovered, and there was no longer a feeling of weakness. I felt full of physical strength and energy. I even only need to breathe and spit for an hour at midnight every day, so I don't have to sleep and rest all day.

Not only that, the meridians in his body have also become tougher, and the two Jiazi skills in the storage area of Dantian are also becoming more and more pure, and there is a domineering force in it. This is actually the power generated by the full integration of Kirin blood and the true power in his body.

What makes him more happy is that every time he practices the true method, there is no pain to death, and it becomes very smooth. If a similar situation occurs again, it will probably wait until he cultivates until the bottleneck stage between Taiyi nine times and Taiyi ten times.

Su Qiurong saw that Yan Ji suddenly improved and no longer slept during the day. She looked energetic, and her heart was instantly happy and showed a happy smile.

Time goes by. Fifteen days after New Year's Eve, it is the Lantern Festival. This night, Yang Zhong will still have a feast with the elders of Yinglongtang. That is to say, those guarding the door of the cell are all secondary masters. Without those masters, it is not so difficult to deal with them. So this night is the perfect time for him to act and should not be missed.

When the night comes and the night banquet of Feixue Pavilion begins, it is time for him to act. It's still noon in front of us, and we have to wait patiently.

Since New Year's Eve, Yang Zhong has not recognized Yan Ji, the adopted son, and even wants to teach this rude and murderous wild boy. Su Qiurong deliberately helped Yan Ji avoid Yang Zhong, and she no longer ate at the same table with Yang Zhong every day. She took Yang Huanyu and Yan Ji, and the mother and son gathered around the same room to eat.

Although Yan Ji was a little regretful about the relationship between the husband and wife, there was no way to change it. She just wanted to save her master quickly and leave here earlier.

At the lunch table, Su Qiurong's mother and daughter always helped him put vegetables into the bowl, so that from the beginning to the end of a meal, his bowl was always full. Although he was moved, he was not happy in his heart, unwilling to accept this kind of love, and felt that he was deceiving them. Whenever I receive this warmth, I feel a sense of guilt of deception.

Therefore, this kind of deception must end as soon as possible.

After lunch, Su Qiurong held the two children with a smile and basked in the warm winter sun in the courtyard of Feixue Pavilion. On her gentle face, there was the happiness that a mother should have, as if she loved a pair of dragons and phoenixes, and had never lost one at all.

And Yang Huanyu also surrounded Yan Ji with joy every day. His brother was long, and his brother shouted briefly, chattering all day long, as if there were words that could never be said. Although her brother never seemed to have nothing to say, it did not affect her happiness.

"Son, I will pass on the true practice of this religion to you!" Su Qiurong lay on the chair, facing the sun and closing her eyes slightly.

Yan Ji thought that the true methods of the magic religion were gloomy and vicious evil arts at all. She didn't want to learn it at all and refused in a low voice, "Can I, no, learn?"

Su Qiurong looked at his strange look and couldn't help frowning and stunned. She gently pinched his face and smiled, "No, you are the most likely to be bullied. If you don't learn something, you can't refute being bullied."

Yang Huanyu listened and suddenly began to be interested in Xiuzhen and shouted, "I want to learn too!" I want to be very powerful, protect my brother, and see who dares to bully my brother.

She heard that on New Year's Eve, her father almost wanted to teach her brother a lesson. She was already indignant and even began to resist the indifferent father.

Su Qiurong saw that her daughter also wanted to practice, and there was no objection. She smiled and said, "Okay, brother and sister learn together."

Yan Ji didn't want to learn the magic of magic. He turned his eyes a few times and found an excuse to refuse: "I don't have to learn it anymore? In the past, when I was in Qixuanmen, I also learned to practice the true method, which can also be practiced.

Su Qiurong said, "Qixuanmen is a small school. The cultivation of the true method is shallow, and there is no clue to practice. The true method of my Holy Dragon Sect is exquisite and brilliant. It is a supreme magic that has been tempered for thousands of years, and it is unparalleled in the world!"

Listening to Su Qiurong's introduction, Yan Ji couldn't help but feel that there was some exaggeration in it. Is the evil art of the magic religion really unparalleled in the world?

But after thinking about it, he actually felt that there was such a thing in his mind. The powerful enemies of the magic religion he met, Bailong Shengshi, Yang Zhong, and even Su Qiurong in front of him, were much higher than himself.

Why are the people of the Demon Sect better than him? Why can the demon army easily destroy its own division? Is it true that the skills they practice are unparalleled in the world?

He didn't expect that these people were masters of cultivation for hundreds of years. Their cultivation was higher than that of a hairy boy who had only practiced for five or six years, which was also reasonable.

Maybe the psychology of pursuing supreme power is at this moment. He really wants to know the cultivation method of the magic religion. Even if he doesn't learn it, it is easy to deal with it after understanding it.

Listening to Su Qiurong's introduction to the cultivation method of the Holy Dragon Sect, Yan Ji did not reject it and remembered it one by one.

The general cultivation method of the Holy Dragon Sect is called the "Jiuyan Tianlong Tips", which is the supreme true method of the Holy Dragon Sect, which is divided into 13 levels. The first is the introduction to monry, which is very simple and easy. It only takes ordinary people three or five months to understand; the second is the foundation of the monism, which is also simple and easy to understand, and can be completed in a year or two; the third begins to enter It will take at least three or five years to understand the right track of this set of methods.

After entering the right track, the more difficult it is to practice. It will take at least decades or even hundreds of years to cultivate a deep realm. In the Holy Dragon Sect, although there are many talented talents, the only one who can cultivate the 'Jiuyan Tianlong Secret' to the highest level of the thirteenth level is the founder of the Holy Dragon Sect, who created this set of practice.

Apart from the highest level of the thirteenth, even those who can practice to the tenth level are rare. Among the 8,000 believers in the whole Holy Dragon Religion, only the Holy King Youao has cultivated the "Nine Flame Dragon Secret" to the tenth level. Even so, he is also a rare opponent among the major cultivation sects in Shenzhou.

"Jiuyan Tianlong Tips" is the true method from the strong to the sun. Attack the opponent with the true spirit of the dragon. It is said that if you can practice to the highest level of the thirteenth, you can summon it

Nine "Tianyan True Dragons" are infinitely powerful and can burn everything in the world.

Yan Ji listened to Su Qiurong's introduction to the "Jiuyan Tianlong Secret" and the cultivation gist he explained, and thought about the first practice formula a few times. He felt that it was no different from the ordinary cultivation method, and did not even understand where the evil of the demon religion that everyone despised.