Full level of enlightenment: I achieved Daozu by ascending to the lower realm

Chapter 32: Taotie in the dream, the sword descends from the mountain (two in one)

Ning Qi's eyes lit up slightly.

"The secret technique of the Divine Sword Sect?"

The little fat boy nodded repeatedly like a chick pecking at rice.

"Yes."

"Ning Qi, let me tell you, I have three hobbies."

"Which three?"

"I like practicing swords the most, eating the second, and sleeping the third. Eating and sleeping are because of the secret technique I practiced."

Zhuang Chen's expression was full of pride.

Ning Qi was completely interested.

During the meal he had seen the fat boy wolfing down his food, but he had thought that he was born that way. But now it seemed that was not the case.

"This secret technique is called Dream Gluttony."

"A glutton is one who devours the heaven and earth, absorbing the essence of all things and turning them into his own use in his dreams..."

Zhuang Chen's childish voice began to sound.

As he spoke each sentence slowly, Ning Qi's eyes became more and more filled with surprise.

This secret technique of Taotie in the dream is not simple!

After listening to Zhuang Chen's explanation, Ning Qi couldn't help but feel fresh in the subtleties and ingenuity. This is a secret technique that is independent of other cultivation methods such as standing meditation and stacking strength meditation, but it can also assist and enhance the former.

This will make practice faster.

By swallowing large amounts of food or other more precious treasures, absorbing the essence, and digesting them in a special state while sleeping.

I have to say that this person who created this achievement is a talented person.

"Ning Qi, this dream gluttony is absolutely amazing. Let me tell you, the reason why I can reach the tendon training stage so quickly is partly because of this secret technique."

"My master said that if this secret technique can be mastered to a high level, one can even eat treasures such as iron blocks and crystals to change the body and internal energy. It's very powerful. Unfortunately, I can only eat food."

"Don't think I'm stupid. I'm the only one in the Divine Sword Sect who has learned this secret technique. Even my master hasn't learned it yet!"

The little fat boy puffed out his chest proudly, and then seemed a little guilty.

"But don't worry, Ning Qi. You are so smart, you will definitely be able to learn it."

Seeing that Ning Qi didn't say anything, the little fat man became anxious:

"Ning Qi, I've already told you the secret technique, you won't stop teaching me swordsmanship, right?"

He didn't mean to trick Ning Qi, he just simply forgot the difficulty of the Taotie in his dream. As he was talking, he remembered that he was afraid that Ning Qi would not be able to learn it and would not teach him swordsmanship.

Ning Qi came back to his senses and smiled. This little fat boy had some little thoughts, but not many.

It is difficult for ordinary people to learn this secret technique, and it may even require a specific physique.

But for Ning Qi.

simple.

He can completely extract the essence from it and perfect it into a secret technique that suits him.

For him, what matters are ideas and inspiration.

However, with a ready-made path he can also save a lot of time.

He didn't expect that Zhuang Chen would bring him such a surprise.

All kinds of inspirations kept popping up in his mind.

However, Ning Qi would naturally not bully him or take advantage of him for nothing.

"Don't worry, I'll teach you if I say so."

Zhuang Chen nodded repeatedly, a look of joy on his face.

"Then I'll tell you a few more times so you don't forget."

"No, I've written it all down."

Zhuang Chen scratched his head immediately:

"Ning Qi, you are so smart. It took me a long time to memorize this secret technique, but you are so quick."

But he didn't think much about it.

He felt that no matter how fast Ning Qi was, he would not be able to learn this secret technique now.

Ning Qi smiled slightly and didn't explain further.

"Stand still, and practice your sword skills for me."

Since he has learned someone else's secret technique, he must teach him well. Ning Qi will not be perfunctory.

His expression was calm, but he had a sense of dignity.

Zhuang Chen, who was originally laughing, couldn't help but be shocked, and a trace of fear appeared on his face instinctively. He felt as if he saw the shadow of his master in Ning Qi.

He would only be a little afraid of the entire Divine Sword Sect, that is, when old Divine Sword master was teaching martial arts.

"Yes!"

The little fat man responded respectfully, then took a deep breath and slowly pulled out the wooden sword from behind.

His eyes suddenly became sharp.

With a light shout, Zhuang Chen's chubby body became flexible, and he swung his sword and slashed, using a set of advanced sword techniques effortlessly.

Zhuang Chen did not hold back at all and gave it his all.

In the Qiudao Academy, sword lights were flying and sweeping up the fallen leaves. Occasionally, a sword light flashed and accurately split it into two, demonstrating his powerful control over the sword.

Many experienced swordsmen who have practiced hard for ten or twenty years may not be able to reach this level.

Zhuang Chen's sword was sometimes as light as a falling leaf, and sometimes as heavy as a green mountain pressing down on one's head, light or heavy as one wishes. Later on, only the sound of the sword could be heard, but no one could see the man. It was not that the man really disappeared, but that the exquisite sword was enough to make people ignore his existence.

"The state of unity between man and sword has become more and more proficient. In just a few days, Zhuang Chen has made some progress. How mysterious is this innate sword bone?"

A hint of curiosity flashed across Ning Qi's eyes. He even wanted to "dissect" the little fat boy. If he could observe the mystery of the innate sword bone up close, perhaps he could realize something incredible.

Of course, just think about it.

He is not such a person.

Zhuang Chen stopped at some point. He saw Ning Qi's gaze and felt a chill run down his spine. He said timidly:
"Ning Qi, is there anything wrong with my swordsmanship just now?"

Ning Qi came back to his senses and said with a smile:
“It’s still pleasing to the eye.”

With his keen eyesight, it was not difficult to see that the little fat boy was taking the path of dominance.

Domineering sword intent is also a very powerful type of sword intent.

He roughly understood why the fat boy wanted to learn his swordsmanship so much. It was because Ning Qi mastered far more than one kind of sword intent. The sword he swung that day was actually a combination of several sword intents.

Ning Qi observed the universe and everything in it, and what he gained was more than just creating the Origin of All Things. This was an accumulation that was enough to benefit him for a lifetime and could be used at any time.

However, Ning Qi used it very covertly that day, and he was confident that even the old man with the magic sword and his master could not see it.

Unexpectedly, the little fat boy instinctively sensed something strange.

He already knew how to teach the little fat boy.

Ning Qi exhaled lightly and said solemnly:

"Look carefully at my sword."

Zhuang Chen’s eyes widened.

Ning Qi waved his hand casually, and the wooden sword in Zhuang Chen's hand flew into Ning Qi's hand uncontrollably.

then.

Ning Qi moved.

With his left hand behind his back, he gently swung the sword with his right hand.

The fat boy's eyes suddenly widened.

in his eyes.

Ning Qi had disappeared.

When that ordinary sword was swung, he seemed to see an ancient mountain pressing down on him, or an ancient divine elephant roaring towards the sky, and vaguely saw a sun rising.

He was stunned and stood there.

Until Ning Qi's voice sounded:
"What did you see?"

Zhuang Chen woke up with a start and looked at Ning Qi with eyes full of admiration.

"I saw an ancient mountain, a sacred elephant, and a huge golden sun."

As he spoke, he couldn't help swallowing.

Ning Qi nodded calmly:

"My understanding is acceptable."

"Keep watching."

Ning Qi swung his sword again.

Zhuang Chen stared at it intently.

Ning Qi then asked again.

Zhuang Chen answered truthfully.

so repeatedly.

When Zhuang Chen's eagerness to try became stronger, Ning Qi finally said:

"Try it yourself." Zhuang Chen waved his sword.

Compared with before, it is somewhat different.

Ning Qi nodded secretly.

This innate sword bone is indeed extraordinary. His comprehension of the way of the sword far exceeds that of ordinary people. Ning Qi has only seen this kind of learning speed when the white ape was learning the Ape King Post. Compared with this man and this ape, the rest of the people are not as good as them.

Ning Qi asked Zhuang Chen to practice swordplay, correcting him from time to time, until he was sweating profusely and his face turned pale, and then he asked him to stop.

To come into contact with the sword intent, one also needs a strong body and "spirit" to support it.

Zhuang Chen was still not satisfied, his face was full of excitement:
"Ning Qi, I feel it, I feel it!"

"You are so awesome!"

He felt that he was following Ning Qi's guidance as if he was assisted by God, and any random words from him could help him avoid many detours.

He even thought in his heart that his master, the old man Shenjian, was not as good as Ning Qi in teaching.

Zhuang Chen's eyes were full of admiration.

But Ning Qi just smiled faintly:
"In the next few days, you will come here for half an hour every day at noon to practice swordplay. You are not allowed to come here at other times."

If it was before.

The little fat boy might cling to you.

But now, he already had an indescribable awe towards Ning Qi.

Although he was reluctant, he still said respectfully:

"Yes!"

The next few days.

Every noon, the little fat man would arrive as promised and practice sword in the Qiu Dao Temple.

Ning Qi occasionally gave him pointers, but he had already created a sword that was tailor-made for him. As long as the little fat boy worked hard and practiced step by step, it would be natural for him to comprehend the domineering sword intent in advance.

Even this domineering sword intent has some other magical properties.

The fat boy practiced swordplay while the white ape watched from the side. After a few days, the fat boy was humble and finally made the white ape's anger dissipate. The man and the ape became friends after a fight, and now their relationship is surprisingly good.

However, the white ape did not practice standing meditation when the fat man was around. This was a rule Ning Qi had given him, that he was not allowed to display standing meditation when outsiders were around.

As for Ning Qi himself, apart from occasionally giving instructions to Zhuang Chen, he was comprehending the newly acquired secret art of the Taotie in dreams.

This secret technique is indeed extraordinary, but Ning Qi also discovered its drawbacks.

That is, if he continued to practice this secret technique, his body would become fatter and fatter, and eventually, he might even become a mountain of flesh, which Ning Qi could not tolerate.

"In the final analysis, this is because the secret art of the Dream Taotie cannot completely digest the energy taken into the body and needs to be converted into fat for storage."

Ning Qi planned to extract its essence, improve it, and integrate it into the stacking power technique he had envisioned.

He already has an idea.

in this way.

Seven days passed by in a flash.

The internal strength in Ning Qi's body grew stronger day by day. At the same time, he was also re-comprehending the various stacking strength techniques, especially the ice silkworm strength. He felt that the idea was quite good, and might even be better than the Taotie in his dream, and it was worth learning from.

This day.

The little fat man walked out of the Qiudao Temple but did not come in.

There was some loss on his face:
"Ning Qi, Yuan Tiansheng, I'm leaving."

Today is the day that the Divine Sword Sect leaves. After communicating here for so long, it is indeed time to leave.

The white ape jumped out, with some reluctance in its eyes.

Although he hated the fat boy's disrespect at first, after getting to know him, he found that the fat boy was a good person.

"Are you reluctant to leave me?"

Zhuang Chen looked at Yuan Tiansheng with bright eyes.

The white ape pouted proudly and turned his head away.

Zhuang Chen chuckled and looked at the figure in the courtyard with admiration in his eyes.

"Ning Qi, I will miss you."

Ning Qi smiled.

"Go back and practice well."

Zhuang Chen nodded repeatedly:

"I will definitely work hard and try to surpass you in ten years!"

talking.

The fat boy ran away.

Ning Qi glanced at his back, shook his head and laughed, it was unlikely that he could surpass him.

His mood was slightly disturbed, but he quickly calmed down.

With the little fat boy's talent, if nothing unexpected happens, he will at least reach the realm of a celestial being and have a long life. There will be many opportunities to see him in the future, so there is no need to rush.

He turned his eyes back to the parchment in his hand.

"Ice Silkworm Power, nine times of breaking out of the cocoon and being reborn, is nine times of overlapping power. Each qualitative change is extremely thorough, but breaking out of the cocoon and being reborn is not easy, and each time requires going through hardships. Perhaps, we can try another way..."

Ning Qi had flashes of inspiration constantly emerging in his mind.

And at this time outside Zhenwu Mountain.

The old man with the magic sword and the Taoist priest Longshan also said goodbye.

"This time, I owe you a favor." The old man with the magic sword said rarely.

It was said that the two of them were discussing the secrets of heaven and man together, but in reality it was still Taoist Longshan who shared the secrets. At most, Old Man Shenjian could occasionally put forward some different opinions. With these, although Old Man Shenjian was not sure of breaking into the realm of heaven and man immediately, he at least had more hope and saw the way forward.

Taoist Longshan laughed:

"It's rare to hear such words from you, Brother Shenjian."

The old man turned his head away angrily and snorted:
"Longshan Niubi, don't think that I will give in to you just because I accepted your favor. Don't slack off on the next ten-year agreement, or you'll be swept away by my disciples!"

Taoist Longshan just smiled.

After the old man Shenjian finished speaking, he also laughed:
"I'm leaving. See you in ten years!"

Everyone from the Divine Sword Sect performed the sword salute, and then performed sword steps and flew away.

On the road.

The little fat boy was absent-minded and always hesitated to speak.

When the old man Shenjian saw his disciple in such a state, he couldn't help but feel nervous. He pulled Zhuang Chen to the front, and only asked in a friendly manner when he could no longer see the disciple behind him:
"Chen'er, do you have something to tell your master?"

Zhuang Chen said cautiously:
"I said Master, can you not spank me?"

The old man with the magic sword felt a jolt in his heart. He took a deep breath and laughed:

"You said."

"I...I taught Ning Qi the Taotie in the dream."

The fat boy mustered up his courage.

The old man with the sword stayed where he was.

He knew that his young disciple had been looking for the Zhenwu Sect genius to play with these days, but he never expected that his silly disciple would actually pass on this peerless secret technique. However, he was not angry, but instead had mixed feelings.

"Longshan shared my secret of heaven and man, and Chen'er passed on the Taotie in his dream to Ning Qi. Could this be fate?"

He felt that there was something strange about the world.

Seeing that his master remained silent for a long time, Zhuang Chen thought that he was angry, so he quickly said:
"Master, don't be angry. Ning Qi didn't ask for my secret technique in vain. He taught me a sword technique."

The old man with the magic sword was shocked.

After a while.

He watched Zhuang Chen swinging his sword, and suddenly stood still like a sculpture, with turbulent waves in his heart.

"In just a few days, Chen'er has already gotten a glimpse of the sword's intent?!"

this moment.

He understood that the Ninth True Disciple of the Zhenwu Sect was probably much more evil than he had imagined.

"Longshan, you have accepted an incredible disciple!"

He sighed in his heart, feeling a little envious and happy for his old friend.

Then he brushed his hand over Zhuang Chen's head solemnly and said seriously:

"Chen'er, you must not tell others that this sword technique was taught to you by Ning Qi. If anyone asks, just say that I taught you. Do you understand?"

Zhuang Chen had never seen his master look so serious.

But he still responded respectfully:
"Yes! I understand, Master!"

The old man with the magic sword smiled with relief. No matter how evil other people's disciples were, his own silly disciple was still better.

……

Time passes slowly.

A month had passed since the departure of the Divine Sword Sect, and the Zhenwu Sect had once again returned to peace.

Ning Qi's creation of his own stacking power technique also reached a critical moment.

(End of this chapter)