C69 House Leap

"Buzz ~!"

Cen Yuan, whose Qi was in turmoil, ignored everyone's gazes. Instead, he entered the Mortal Hall's training hall and found a quiet place to sit on a hassock.

After consuming three Energy Gathering Pills, he closed his eyes and entered a meditative state. The turbulent Qi on his body slowly calmed down.

The two old men stood guard on the left and right. They cupped their hands in greeting and nodded slightly at the people around them. However, they did not have any intention of exchanging pleasantries, so some people did not have any intention of coming forward to exchange pleasantries.

"These are the three people we saw on the way here. They were chasing after a gold-medal killer, and the powerful one who could fly in the air."

Zhuo Yiming's face was filled with excitement, and his eyes were shining brightly. The scene of Cen Yuan flying in the sky with his wings of qi had stirred his emotions.

"Yiming, don't cry out in alarm here."

Zhuo Bufan hurriedly ordered in a low voice, "Don't meddle in other people's business. The spiritual energy in Zhaoming Temple is very dense, and you can't come in here normally. Once the Water Continent Dharma Assembly is over, everyone will have to leave. Don't you think you will have to wait until the end of your cultivation?"

"Got it."

Zhuo Yiming shrunk his neck. He seemed to have sensed that the atmosphere around him was getting heavier and heavier, and there was even a murderous aura lingering around him. He immediately curled his lips and meditated with his eyes closed.

Zhuo Yutong,mo Ancient City, Nan Xilieh, and the other young geniuses had already sat cross-legged on the hassock and absorbed the rich and pure Spiritual Qi here, refining it into their own Qi to strengthen their Dantian and nourish their limbs and bones.

In addition to the mysterious ringing of the bells, it made it easier for them to maintain their ethereal state and develop their intelligence.

The reason why the Water and Land Magic Gathering in Zhaoming Temple was able to attract so many people was because the spiritual energy here was rich. There was no need to consume the Qi Fostering Pill or Qi Fostering Pill. Cultivation would be twice the result with half the effort, and the spiritual energy here was rich and pure, making it easier to refine it.

One day was better than ten days of hard work. In addition, there was a round clock that could cleanse one's soul, making countless people yearn for it.

Lee Yihong also slowly closed his eyes. He circulated his Dantian to refine his true Qi. After the thought of the three large characters "Zhaoming Temple" appeared in his heart, Lee Yihong had a deeper understanding of the martial skills that he had grasped in his heart.

In fact, the martial technique that had been brewing in his heart for a long time had already formed an embryonic form. All that was left was for actual combat to completely explain it.

The mental enlightenment just now resonated with the ancient bell sound, causing Lee Yihong's heart to have a slight change. It was even more mysterious than Lee Aotian's perceptive nature.

It was as if he had a completely new understanding of the path of seeking the Dao, and his will had been washed away.

His control of his mind power had reached a level where he could do whatever he wanted.

This was a sign that his mind had become stronger once again. The slow progress he made was his cultivation base, which was still at the Early Period of Unshakeable Stage.

However, Lee Yihong's state of mind and mental energy had become stronger. Now, as long as he strengthened his True Qi and physical body, he would be able to easily step into the Late Unshakeable Stage.

Unlike ordinary Unshakeable Stage warriors, even Zhuo Bufan and Nan Huaihong had spent twenty to thirty years cultivating from the Early Period of Unshakeable Stage to the Mid Period of Unshakeable Stage, and had been stuck at the Mid Period of Unshakeable Stage for forty to fifty years. Until now, it was still difficult for them to step into the Late Period of Unshakeable Stage.

This was the reason why Mental Stage's progress was slow. True Qi could be refined over time, and one's mental energy could also be tempered day and night through hard work. Slowly, it would grow.

Only the mind was the hardest to cultivate. It would even regress, or fall into the wrong path, unable to extricate itself. Eventually, evil thoughts would arise in the heart and turn into a devil cultivator.

Even if one could hold on to the mind and not make any progress, the heart would not be able to advance an inch in cultivation, and it would be difficult for one's spiritual energy to be cleansed.

Therefore, for those who cultivated martial arts and sought the Dao, no matter how determined they were in their hearts, no matter what kind of cultivation method they cultivated, or what kind of profound martial arts they comprehended, they would have to constantly wipe away their own spirit.

Even evil cultivators and devil cultivators had their own martial arts. Even desolate beasts, spirits, and countless strange life forms would have to let their hearts and souls become clear once they cultivated successfully. Only then would they be able to cultivate to a certain level.

"The heart is not the heart. It has no form and nothing else. Only the Dao can be seen. ....。”

Lee Yihong's consciousness had already entered a state of cultivation. Although this was the Zhaoming Temple and no one dared to make a move, Lee Yihong still maintained this state of vigilance in his subconscious mind.

It was an extremely foolish action to put his life on someone else's hands.

This was a habit that Lee Yihong had developed after four years of assassination. He deeply knew that some assassins were extremely crazy. They had to complete their mission by perishing together with each other, and even enjoy the lingering slaughter of life and death.

Now that he had been offered a reward, although he was intimidated by his father, there might be assassins lurking in the dark.

At this moment, Zhuo Yutong, Nan Xilieh,tu Kun and Zhuo Yiming had completely entered into a state of cultivation. It was as if they had their own elders with them. Adding the mystery of the Awakening Clock, they were completely at ease as they entered into meditation, absorbing the surrounding spiritual Qi.

Meanwhile, the dojo of the Mortal Hall was constantly being crowded with people. Martial Master Stage warriors... Vagabonds, wealthy families, and even some merchants and city lords with dozens of guards had arrived.

Some of them were holding sandalwood incense in their hands and offering incense in some of the temples. However, it would take them at least half a day to finish all the incense burners in the front yard of Zhaoming Temple.

And this was only a part of Zhaoming Temple.

It made some of the young people who came to Zhaoming Temple for the first time exclaim at the depth of a sect that had been passed down for ten thousand years.

While the number of people in the training hall continued to increase, the surrounding palaces were also filled with people.

It seemed like only the disciples of the sects and institutions who had been invited were qualified to enter the pavilion, because Lee Yihong and the others did not see the voices of all the girls in Phoenix Inhabited Palace.

Even the disciples of Sleeping Pill Sect didn't show up, it was obvious that they were in the pavilions and halls around the window.

....。

Time was the least valuable thing for a cultivator because one could spend three to five days in meditation.

But time was extremely precious, and some people were practically racing against time in their cultivation at all times.

When one reached the Unshakeable Stage, one would know when one's lifespan was approaching. On the contrary, one would feel that there was not much time left. Every day that passed, he could clearly feel that his lifespan was shortening.

Only by constantly becoming stronger and breaking through could he have more lifespan and stronger strength.

"BOOM!!"

Suddenly, Lee Yihong who was sitting cross-legged and meditating slightly shook his body. An imposing aura suddenly erupted from his body, but before it could spread out from his body, it was suppressed by Lee Yihong who had suddenly opened his eyes!

"Hua ~!"

Lee Aotian, who was the closest to Lee Yihong, looked at Lee Yihong in shock.

The sword light in Lee Yihong's eyes flashed. It was as if ten thousand swords had been released at the same time. In an instant, it converged into one sword and slowly spilled out like water droplets on the wall, forming a line that flowed down.

It was also like a sword scar. It was incomparably profound, as if it contained the profoundness of tens of thousands of sword techniques. When the sword slashed out, it instantly drowned out everything.

In Lee Yihong's eyes, it was like an illusion.

"So that's how it is. I have created the 'Eternal Eight Techniques', which is swift and fierce, and when the eight swords are stacked together, it forms a fatal strike. As for the 'Jincuo Blade', it uses a point to break through the surface, and it is a martial skill that has an extremely penetrative force and a slight sonic boom."

"And this newly comprehended profundity of the Sword Dao is completely derived from the quintessence of the calligraphy. Its power is all within this sword scar."

"It's like a raindrop mark under the roof. Its power is profound and profound."

"This is the sword technique of the Traces Of Leakage!"

Lee Yihong's expression was excited, and his eyes were shining. In addition to refining true qi and strengthening his Dantian, he had also comprehended a new martial skill.

The martial skill that had been brewing in his heart for a long time had been explained in these three days of meditation. It was based on the profoundness of his own calligraphy and the three characters on the cliff of Zhaoming Temple that made Lee Yihong create an even more profound martial skill called Traces Of Leakage.

Although he didn't know how powerful it was, it made Lee Yihong's heart beat faster. He looked excited and wished he could transform into his killer form, Nifeng, and test the power of the Traces Of Leakage.