Chapter 46: Fifteen Nights of Good Chu Wind

  A sealed room, no windows, pitch black. Jin Zhanglao sits in a lotus position, naked and exposed.

  Jin Lao's frequent retreats left him with limited time; if he didn't find a way to break through the Golden Elixir soon, there would be no hope.

  Close the door and lock it in a small black room, naked, if you wear an inch of cloth, your body will have attachments. Ma Wencai didn't understand, knelt on the ground, dared not to raise his head, feared Jin Lao's "beastly outbreak".

  "How have you been lately?"

  "He is still the same, listening to miscellaneous studies during the day and closing the door at night." Ma Wencai's "he" naturally refers to Liangshan.

  "It seems he also wants to understand his own situation."

  Ma Wencai did not dare to speak.

  "He's a bit clever, knowing that not fighting is the greatest protection for himself." The old man's eyes flashed with electricity. Liangshan Bo actually hooked up with a "fate" with a disciple of the Zhengqing sect, and Yangming Shengzi followed suit to suppress it, which was to break off this fate. With Jin Lao's hundred years of experience, someone from the Zhengqing sect should have taken a liking to Liangshan Bo's daughter and wanted to form a Daoist partnership.

  "Keep staring then."

  "Yes, Elder Jin." Ma Wencai replied, his hands holding an additional book. Elder Jin said: "This is the Saint Sword Hall's Town Hall Fist Method 'Fengniu Fist', take it back and practice well, if you don't understand anything ask me."

  Ma Wenzai hastily thanked and left.

  Without a master or the support of a sect, Liangshan Bo's exquisite skills would be useless. The disciples of Zhengqing Sect live for at least 500 years, and it is common to live for over 1,000 years. After 100 years, Liangshan Bo will die and disappear, leaving no legacy behind.

  Ma Wenzai held the "Fownu Fist" as if he had obtained a treasure, but in his heart he scolded Jin Lao for being stingy. However, there was no way around it, having something was better than nothing. To rise from the miscellaneous tasks, one had to climb high branches, and even if Jin Lao casually leaked some information, it would allow him to continuously improve.

  Ma Wenzai was originally a proud and arrogant person, but after being repeatedly "trampled" by Liangshan, he had long lost his temper. Moreover, in a cultivation sect like Shengjian Hall, the former aristocratic families were actually nothing to speak of.

  Fúniú quán is said to be comparable to Jīndān when practiced to its peak, and is a true school's martial art that enters the Tao. However, there is one thing: Fúniú quán can only exert its power on Mount Fúniú, and outside of Mount Fúniú, its power will decrease by one level.

  It turns out that this punch relies on "geographical advantage", or more accurately, some "divine inspiration". With the empty and clear fist method, it can communicate with the Guardian of the Sacred Sword Hall, the Cow God.

  All disciples of the Fan Sheng Sword Hall must learn this Fú Niú Quán. When a powerful enemy attacks, many disciples with inferior innate abilities can use the Fú Niú Quán together to form the Fú Niú Great Formation, which is said to have enormous power.

  Ma Wencai put down everything else and devoted himself to practicing the Fowuquan fist. When Liangshan was around, Ma Wencai would practice in the ear room, and when Liangshan went out, he would practice in the courtyard.

  Liáng Shān realized that Mǎ Wén Cái wasn't paying much attention to him anymore, and guessed that his own performance had caused some people to let their guard down.

  On March 15th, at sunset, Liangshan had just finished class and was about to head back when the air around him rippled and he jumped back, and Feng Kun appeared.

  "Liang Shidi is so vigilant." Feng Kun praised.

  "Feng Shixiong, you suddenly appeared like this, it will scare people to death!"

  "How could my junior brother be afraid, I've already sensed it." As he spoke, Feng Kun pulled Liang Shan over and said: "Tonight is the 15th, not a good day for cultivation. I'll take you to see some excitement." With that, a sly smile appeared on Feng Kun's face.

  Liáng Shān hastily asked: "Is there something exciting to see?"

  Feng Kun stared at Liang Shan for a while and said, "Younger brother, it's useless for you to practice miscellaneous arts on the upper path."

  Liáng Shān was startled in his heart.

  "I heard Yangming Shengzi has spoken out, no matter how you go to listen to the lesson, those elders will not accept you as an apprentice."

  Liangshan's heart skipped a beat, and he thought that studying miscellaneous subjects and attending small classes was not only interesting but also a way to put those who were secretly on guard at ease while getting acquainted with the upper echelons of the outer sect. Unexpectedly, this intention was easily seen through by Feng Kun, it seemed that taking a "circuitous route" to get the elders' attention and then being accepted as an apprentice wouldn't work. Fortunately, Liangshan had the "Baigu Jing" in hand, and every step up the ranks of the "Baigu Jing" had corresponding prompts, not like a blind man feeling an elephant.

  "My goodness, it's so frustrating." Liang Shan shook his head and said casually, "I don't even know how I offended someone."

  Feng Kun walked over and said: "Liang Shidi, it's not that I'm saying you're wrong, but just closing the door and practicing bitterly is useless. Exchanging with fellow disciples and going out to do tasks are also very important."

  "Brother Shī said so." Liáng Shān hastily said.

  A bright moon in the sky, Liangshan followed Feng Kun shoulder to shoulder towards the west-south direction of the lower courtyard. Along the way, they could see disciples from various outer sects coming out one after another, three or two at a time, and when they saw Liangshan and Feng Kun, they couldn't help but point and whisper to each other.

  "Have you ever heard of Chu Feng?" asked Feng Kun.

  "I've heard of it, but I think it's an activity organized by outer sect disciples in private."

  Feng Kun finished introducing, and Liang Shan finally understood that Chu Feng was actually an outer disciple of the Treasures Convention.

  The wind is the "matchmaker" of the world, because it is located in Fowu Mountain in Chu State, so it is named "Chufeng". It is managed by Fengjun Society, the first group of Shengjian Hall. Outer door disciples have surplus elixirs, medicinal materials, instruments, and techniques that can be traded in Chufeng, which can use merit points as currency, or Qi Xue Dan, Yuan Ye Dan.

  Cultivation to think fast, one relies on the method of work, two rely on Dan medicine, and external tasks also need to ensure their own attack power and defense power. It can be said that Chu Feng can rush to what you need in the shortest time.

  Every 15th night of each month is full moon, and when it's full, it overflows. It's not a time for cultivation, but Chu Feng choosing this time does make sense.

  "You now need a bottle of Yuan Liquid Dan." Feng Kun said in a low voice, "Ten of you have already advanced to the Foundation Establishment stage."

  "Thank you, Brother Feng!" Liangshan's heart moved and he hastily said. This was Feng Kun reminding him.

  Liáng Shān practices the White Bone Flowing Light Skill every day, and when the yuanqi transforms into liquid and fills up the White Bone Lotus Chamber in his abdomen, it counts as one day of successful practice. The next day, he has to start again from scratch, as the chamber will be empty once more. He needs to wait until the yuanqi is transformed into true liquid, filling up the White Bone Lotus Chamber without dissipating, and only then can Liáng Shān reach the middle stage of the Foundation Building period.

  Liáng Shān's situation of being unloved by father and mother has lasted for a month, Liáng Shān relied on the "Bái Gǔ Jīng" to solidify his foundation, now indeed need to consider taking a bottle of Yuán Yè Dān to try.

  Out of the lower house, Feng Kun's foot suddenly kicked the ground, and his body shape was as fast as a shooting star. Liangshan stepped on the white bone flowing light under his feet, floating like a cloud, but he was closely following Feng Kun, not falling behind by a single step.

  In less than half an hour, they leaped over three hills and arrived at a large mountain valley. Far away, they saw a large enclosure surrounded by a fence, without the imagined pavilions and kiosks of Liangshan. In the middle was a wooden archway with the two large characters "Chu Feng" written on it, guarded by two senior brothers.

  Feng Kun secretly felt strange, this Liangshan indeed has a famous hall, things seem to be getting more and more interesting.

  Far and near, there are dazzling lights flashing like fireflies, some light purple, some bright yellow, all emitted by various items placed on the stalls.

  Liang Shan's heart skipped a beat as he was about to enter, when a cold hum came from behind him: "You're that unwanted Liang Shanbo?!"

  Liáng Shān turned around and saw six people, all wearing outer door disciples' robes with the emblem of newcomers.

  He was the first to be a small guy, with a pointed mouth and a monkey face, looking like a thunder god's son. Although his appearance was not impressive, a sense of danger surged in Liangshan's heart, it was Leidong!

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