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As for the fifth disciple Wei Peng, it truly belongs to the Relic Pearl.

Wei Peng is a fifth-level earth spiritual root. He comes from a remote family and his family is in decline. By his generation, all the family members are mortals.

Wei Peng is tall and strong, but knows nothing else. When he was first tested, the sect evaluated him as just a "barbarian with a few kilograms of strength".

Tai Chi Sect is an internal Taoist sect, and not many people know the art of body refining, so no one notices Wei Peng's difference.

Coincidentally, his first teacher Shi Feng was good at body training, and he soon discovered that Wei Peng had an abnormal physique, and that he had a "body of earth and rock."

Therefore, what Shi Feng taught him originally was a technique between physical cultivation and legal cultivation.

As a result, in the re-examination three years later, Wei Peng shined and his physique was also discovered.

The disciple dispute that occurred at that time was caused by him. The two foundation-building monks in Yantailing said that this son was an earth spirit and should be accepted into the Yantailing sect, and promised a lot of benefits.

However, Wei Peng refused to join, and things got into trouble. It was not until Liu Yunzi, a golden elixir monk, came over to accept a disciple on Shi Feng's behalf that the trouble was calmed down.

Shi Feng called Wei Peng alone, explained to him in detail the pros and cons of legal cultivation and physical cultivation, and asked him to consider which direction to develop in the future.

Wei Peng thought for a moment and asked, "Master, can I cultivate both body and law?"

Shi Feng smiled, "I know you have a big appetite. There are many benefits to cultivating both body and law, but it is also extremely difficult. More importantly, it takes almost twice as much time as others, so you must think carefully. "

"Disciple has thought very clearly. I am not afraid of hardship."

"Okay. If you are determined and determined, then I will agree with you." Shi Feng said and handed two jade slips to Wei Peng.

Among them, the Dharma Cultivation Classic is the Taiji Sect's Laying Rock Technique, an earth-based skill, which is ranked above average in Yantai Ridge. Shi Feng spent tens of thousands of spiritual stones in exchange for it in the Zongmen Sutra Pavilion.

Another body training secret book is Wei Tuo Chan Kung Fu, which is a body refining technique attached to the front of Feihua Yueying Poquan Book. It is the unique skill of Chongyun Zen Temple. Shi Feng has carefully read it, and this kung fu does not require any special skills. Buddhist techniques serve as the foundation and can be practiced as long as the body is strong enough.

In fact, Shi Feng's nameless body-refining technique is by no means weaker than Wei Tuo's Zen technique. It's not that he was hiding his secrets and refused to pass it on to Wei Peng. It's just that the nameless body-refining technique was passed down from Master Dao Chong, the master of Tiejian Peak. Master Dao Chong passed it on back then. I had warned Shi Feng during his training that the origin of this body training manual was strange, and Shi Feng was not allowed to leak it.

After selecting the skills and magical powers, he still had to explain them one by one. When the disciples were practicing, they would come to Hongsong Ridge from time to time to ask for advice, which made Shi Feng very tiring and laborious.

Only then did he realize that it was too time-consuming to lead a disciple. No wonder those talented disciples such as Qin Bing and Master Li Qing had no disciples and were really favored by the sect.

It took a full month of busy work to sort out the homework of all the disciples and arrange them properly.

On this day, Shi Feng finally found some time and came to the Sword Forging Valley with his sword.

As soon as we arrived at the entrance of the valley, someone inside waved and shouted, "Brother Feng, you are back."

Seeing that the speaker was a fat man in his thirties or forties, Shi Feng looked carefully and said, "Little Fatty, it's you."

That person was none other than Xiaopang, his playmate who lived in the same room as Sword Forging Valley. He was now so tall and strong that he didn't even recognize him at first glance.

Xiaopang came forward and said, "I heard from Senior Brother Zhou Qing that you have returned to the mountain. I wanted to go to Red Pine Ridge to see you, but I was afraid that you would be too busy."

Shi Feng smiled and said, "You don't need to go to Red Pine Ridge to be polite to me. I will come to Sword Forging Valley every day from now on."

"That's great. When Brother Feng arrives, you can ask me to help you and teach me how to refine weapons." Xiaopang said happily, "Oh, you can find the master, he is in the back valley, I will take you there. "

Master Qianchu is still the same as before. The surroundings are in a mess. Materials, drawings, jade slips, and various tools are piled up in mountains. He is holding a jade slip in his left hand, looking at it, mumbling something, and drawing something on the floor. Hearing the footsteps outside, he raised his head and said, "Huh? Little Shitou, are you back?"

Shi Feng knelt on the ground, "Disciple pays homage to Master!"

"Haha, you have been away for more than ten years, and you are finally willing to come back. Hey, you are in the middle stage of foundation building."

"Lucky luck!"

Taoist Qianchu rubbed his forehead and said, "It turns out that you have been hiding in seclusion for more than ten years. Why, do you think it is too annoying for Master to ask you to refine weapons, and it delays your cultivation?"

Shi Feng chuckled and stood up, "How can this disciple find it annoying? As long as you don't find me annoying, uncle, that's all. In the coming days, I will ask you for advice every day."

Taoist Qianchu was very happy, "You want to ask me for advice? Very good, very good! Uncle, I have been able to tinker with a lot of good things in the past ten years. Come, come, I will show you my horizons."

Taoist Qianchu is a master of weapon refining with superb skills. He has made some proud works in recent years. However, everyone in the Tai Chi Sect is a swordsman, so no one appreciates his various styles.

Shi Feng came back today and finally had a close friend, so he couldn't wait to take out the more than 20 fine magical weapons that he had refined over the years, one by one, for Shi Feng to review.

Although Shi Feng has not refined weapons in these years, his attainments in talisman arrays have improved by leaps and bounds after Baili Guyue and Feng Qitong's guidance.

The talisman array and the weapon refining were originally inseparable. With Shi Feng's current level, he could even point out the shortcomings of the talisman engravings on Taoist Qianchu's magic weapon.

The two of them talked in the house for a whole day. After dark, Taoist Qianchu took out the moonstone, and Shi Feng took out a few bottles of pine mash wine, which he brought back from Tunliu City to honor his uncle.

The two sat across from each other and drank. After three glasses of wine, Shi Feng suddenly said, "Uncle, I have a question for you."

"What's up?"

Shi Feng lowered his voice, "Disciple would like to know the extent of the ancestor's injury?"

Master Qianchu was stunned and glared at him, "Why do you ask this? This is a sect secret."

Shi Feng said: "Uncle, our ancestor was injured by the purple-haired demon in the battle between good and evil. Everyone in Yan country knows about it. Although our ancestor was injured, we and other junior disciples should not interfere. But we have been covering it up like this, The disciples below are making speculations. Moreover, we are probably not the only ones who want to know about this."

"What do you mean?"

"The Demon Puppet Sect keeps provoking, isn't it to test the ancestor's injury?"

"You ghost!" Master Qianchu sighed, "I can't hide anything from you."

Shi Feng shook his head, "What's so hard to guess! The rise and fall of a sect does not depend on low-level disciples, but on high-level beings.

Our Taiji Sect and the Demonic Puppet Sect are feuding, they are on the same page as each other, and both have ambitions to annex each other. In the past, due to the two alliances of good and evil constraining each other, nothing major happened. But the current Yan State prohibits alliances between two people..."

Shi Feng picked up a glass of wine, raised his head and swallowed it, and then said, "If the ancestor is fine, the current situation can still be maintained and the war will not start. But if the ancestor's injury cannot be healed, it is not the Demon Puppet Sect's old monster Mo. The two sides are afraid of a life-and-death battle!"

No one in the Tai Chi Sect hates the Demon Puppet Sect more than Shi Feng. He originally hoped that the two sides would go to war so that he could use the power of the sect to avenge the murder of his mother and the village. But the current situation is not good for the Tai Chi Sect. He also hopes The war can be delayed as long as possible.

"Little Shitou, I also know that the disciples below are talking a lot and asking around, but this is a sect secret and it is impossible to tell it to you."

Shi Feng sighed and did not continue to ask.

Taoist Qianchu then said, "It's not that I don't want to tell you. In fact, I don't know about it either."

"What? Uncle, you are a member of the Presbyterian Church and you don't know?" Shi Feng said in surprise.

Master Qianchu shook his head and said, "I don't know, but since our ancestor was injured, the central spiritual pool has been designated as a restricted area for his healing.

In the entire sect, only Master Xuan Yi, the master, can enter and leave the restricted area. Anyone else who dares to break in will be killed without mercy. Master Xuan Yi never took the initiative to mention the ancestor's injury. Even when I and the old guy asked, he always said that the ancestor was fine, so everyone can rest assured. "

Shi Feng sneered, "The people at Tai Chi Sect are panicking. If he was really fine, he should have summoned the elders of each sect to quell the rumors and calm the morale of the army.

Coupled with the provocations from the Demon Puppet Sect over the years, the sect has always retreated and defended. I bet that the ancestor's injury has not improved! "

Master Qianchu glared at him and said, "Boy, you drank two cups of horse urine and just talked nonsense here. Don't fart when you go out."

Shi Feng said, "Uncle, please don't talk nonsense." He was in a bad mood, got very drunk, and fell asleep in Taoist Qianchu's study.

At dawn, Shi Feng woke up from the wine and flew back from the weapon refining hall. When he was approaching the Red Pine Ridge, he suddenly turned the tip of his sword and walked eastward for several miles.

There is a valley in front of you, sandwiched between three peaks. This is the place where the aura of Shigu Mountain is the strongest. The milky white aura condenses on the surface. When viewed from a high altitude, it looks like a lake, hence the name Lingchi.

The white air of the Lingchi is like gauze, and tall trees and bamboos are gently swaying in it, which is very peaceful.

But at a glance, Shi Feng could only feel a faint pressure in the calm forest sea, like a secret arrow from a crossbow. Once activated, even the Golden Core cultivators would be turned into powder.

Shi Feng was secretly frightened and did not dare to look any further. He turned his head and flew back.

Approaching Hongsong Ridge, I saw a person standing in front of the cave in the distance.