The narration system of Wuxia Journey

The next morning, when they were having dinner together, Yun Feiyang accidentally mentioned that two old cats who came from nowhere last night were fighting for a mouse outside his courtyard.

"Aren't all the disciples of Jixiang Kitchen responsible for feeding cats? Why did they run to the back mountain?" Lun Wan'er asked in surprise.

Yan Chongtian was originally concentrating on eating, but he was startled when he heard this and looked up at Yun Feiyang.

Yun Feiyang shrugged and smiled, "I don't know about that. Maybe the two cats want to catch mice too much."

Lun Wan'er nodded, not quite understanding, without thinking much; Yan Chongtian suddenly said, "How do the two cats want to catch mice?"

Yun Feiyang said, "They want to give some medicine to the biggest mouse on the mountain, so that the mouse nest will be lively, and they can take advantage of the chaos to win."

"Hey! That's a good idea." Yan Chongtian smiled, then said disdainfully.

Yun Feiyang shrugged and said nothing more, but Lun Wan'er's face turned pale, as if she understood something: "Who is it? My father? Or Uncle Cangsong?"

Yan Chongtian sneered and said disdainfully: "Your father and Cangsong don't have the courage to do this."

Yun Feiyang shook his head and said: "It doesn't matter who it is. The important thing is not to be used by people with ulterior motives."

"Don't we tell the head?" Lun Wan'er asked when she heard that it was not her father.

Yan Chongtian snorted and said...

"What do you mean by that? Could it be that someone wants to poison the mountain? That would cause panic among the people, which would only bring harm."

"Don't talk nonsense without evidence. If you want to catch a thief, you must seize the stolen goods, otherwise you have to wait quietly for the opportunity. Okay, I will pay attention to this matter."

Lun Wan'er:... (Are you reliable?)

Until she left, Lun Wan'er's face was still a little pale, and her eyes could not hide the panic. She whispered, "Is it Senior Brother Jiang Tao?"

Yun Feiyang nodded and comforted her...

"You don't have to Worried, you see, Master Uncle himself is not worried. The two uncles are in harmony, they won't let the other party get such a big handle, so it's okay. "

"Don't worry about this matter, don't ask, otherwise it will have the opposite effect. Maybe it will force them to take risks."

"Just pretend you don't know anything, anyway, be careful and don't be used by others."

After sending the two away, Yun Feiyang didn't take it to heart. Even Yan Chongtian himself was not worried, so why should he meddle in other people's business? If he told others, no one would believe it, but he would get into trouble.

[Lun Wan'er told Bai Shi about this matter, and the two went to see Qingsong together. Qingsong not only didn't believe it, but scolded the two for not being friendly to each other, and the matter ended without success]

Seeing the narration, Yun Feiyang shrugged helplessly, he knew it would be like this!

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In this way, day after day, more than three months passed. Time passed as Yun Feiyang collected and refined herbs. His origin was also growing, and the true energy in his body began to increase day by day.

At the same time, the appointment at Jiujiu Yuhuangding was about to expire, and the atmosphere on the mountain became more and more relaxed. If you observe carefully, you will find that it is the Chisong and Cangsong veins that are relaxed.

"Yes, Qingsong may not come back after this trip. Those two ambitious but incompetent guys should celebrate in advance." Thinking of Lun Wan'er's father's self-righteous look, Yun Feiyang couldn't help shaking his head.

Shaking his head to get rid of these thoughts, Yun Feiyang put the last pill into the gourd and began to sort out the herbs.

Now that the body refining is close to a small success, the effect of Qiankun Yiti Decoction is much better than expected. With his own secret method, it shortens the time.

Although he was not yet indestructible, he already looked like a man of steel. When he was practicing, his exposed skin occasionally flashed a brown luster, which looked as tough as cowhide.

"When my skin turns golden and my tendons and bones become jade after practicing, I will have completed my physical training. However, I can start practicing Qi at the same time now. Practicing Qi and body together will make the progress faster." Yun Feiyang thought.

It was a pity that after more than three months of hard work, he only produced one furnace of three pills of the Da Huan Dan that he had expected. Even if he took all of them, he could only complete the gridding of the twelve meridians at most.

"Take your time!" Yun Feiyang calmed down, took his gourd, and carried a backpack to go into the mountains. He had found a cave in the back mountain, which was big enough for him to use in seclusion during the day.

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After walking a short distance along the lake where he usually picked pig grass, he went around into the woods next to it. The deeper he walked, the deeper and quieter it became. Yun Feiyang used his Qinggong, and his body was like a flying crane. The grass and trees under his feet did not break, and there was no footprint left.

After walking for a long time, we heard the sound of a stream ahead. As we walked forward, our view gradually widened. On both sides of the stream, flowers and plants covered the ground, with an occasional wild peach tree dotted in between, and fallen petals scattered all over the place.Yun Feiyang kept walking, crossed the stream, and continued to walk a short distance. When he reached the end of the grassland, a mountain appeared. He pointed his toes and flew straight up. He did this three times. Along the cliff, he saw a small hole behind the vines hanging on the cliff.

Yun Feiyang used his clavicle skills, bent down and climbed in. After more than ten steps, the cave became larger and larger. At the end, it was already wide and vast, more than ten feet high.

The cave was full of stalactites. On the top of the cave, stalactites of various shapes hung down, some of which fell like waterfalls; some were lifelike like figures.

On the top of the cave, there were occasionally clusters of tiny holes, and the sunlight refracted in. After continuous refraction, the cave was illuminated with bizarre lights.

Around the cave, countless powders were scattered, some of which drove away insects and ants, and some drove away poisonous snakes. The cave was dry and clean, and it was like spring all year round.

On one side of the cave, a rock about three meters in size was lying in a sleeping position, like a sleeping person. The top of the rock was very flat. Yun Feiyang took a step, jumped into the air and landed on the rock, sitting cross-legged.

He took out the gourd from his waist, poured out a pill and threw it into his mouth. Yun Feiyang closed his eyes and practiced Qigong, and began to practice Qigong in a state of concentration.

As soon as the Dahuan Pill fell into his body, the silk-like Qi attached to the meridians began to intercept under the control of the mind, like countless tentacles, decomposing and refining the pills. As more was refined, more tentacles stretched out from the meridians. In this virtuous cycle, the speed of Qigong became faster and faster.

After an unknown period of time, Yun Feiyang took the gourd and took the pill again to practice Qigong. Looking inside his body, silk-like Qi climbed along the meridians. After a layer of Qi was attached, more medicinal power was refined into Qi, one after another.

After a long time, all three pills were refined, and a layer of invisible silk threads in Yun Feiyang's body had completely attached to the twelve meridians.

[You have refined three Da Huan Dan pills, a total of 120 years of true qi, completed the practice of the twelve meridians, and achieved a small success in refining qi]

Ignoring the system prompt, Yun Feiyang's mind moved, and an invisible and immaterial silk thread shot out from his right index finger, which was three feet long and wrapped around the stalactite above his head.

As his mind moved, his body did not move, and he was already sitting cross-legged and flying into the air. The next moment, another invisible and immaterial silk thread shot forward from his middle finger, and his body followed and moved sideways.

After some experiments, the true qi moved with the heart, and the silk-like true qi could hit wherever it pointed, and it could even move in the air, adding many abilities that he did not have before.

With a flick of his hands, the grids attached to the meridians poked their heads out one after another, and the invisible and intangible silk threads rushed in all directions. As his mind moved, the invisible silk threads within ten feet, with sharp sword intent, cut through everything visible and invisible.