Know Nothing

In the early spring of February, hundreds of flowers bloom in the suburbs of the capital, and the ten-mile willow forest is full of spring.

Zuo Lingquan arrived at Qihuang Valley by a familiar road, and entered the door with the sign of the Alchemy Room. Without being led, he went directly to the bamboo forest behind Qihuang Valley.

After being busy in the city for most of the day, it was already evening when I came here. There were more people in Qihuang Valley. Many young men and women wearing Qihuang Valley costumes could be seen in the distance, walking up and down the grand round building in the distance, and there were

Several people were competing in skills in the open space outside the building.

Zuo Lingquan had been here once and knew that it was the dormitory of Qihuang Valley disciples. Wu Qingwan had arranged a small single-person courtyard for him. He didn't go there to get familiar with him. After looking at it from a distance, he came there.

Deep in the bamboo forest.

The bamboo forest was quiet and quiet, and a few women's laughter could be vaguely heard. Zuo Lingquan walked between the paths and looked up, and saw that the lights were already on in the houses above the cliff.

He came to the foot of the stone cliff, and was about to ask Senior Sister Xiaohua to report on his behalf. Wu Qingwan, who was above him, had already noticed it, poked his head out from the edge of the cliff, and said:

"Ling Quan, come up."

Wu Qingwan was still wearing a light green dress, but what was different from yesterday was that there was a strange smile in the corners of her eyes, and her eyes no longer had a sense of distance, just like an elder looking at a younger person who was closer to her.

Zuo Lingquan became the consort, so he understood why Wu Qingwan looked at him like this. After nodding, he climbed up the winding stone stairs next to the waterfall to the platform on the cliff.

The platform was carved out of the cliff. It was neither big nor small, and there were no other buildings except a wooden house.

At this time, the setting sun was setting in the west, and the bamboo forest at the bottom of the cliff was already dim, but half of the red sun could still be seen above the cliff. The setting sun embellished the splashing water of the waterfall into golden yellow, and the scene was like a dream.

Zuo Lingquan stepped onto the stone flat and saw Wu Qingwan sitting sideways on the stone platform beside the cliff. The sitting posture was not formal, but not lazy. There was a pot of tea and two bamboo cups beside her, as well as the

The beautiful scenery of the mountains and rivers really makes you feel like a fairy from this world.

Zuo Lingquan has longed for practitioners since he was a child. Naturally, with respect in his heart for this most powerful master he has ever seen, he walked unhurriedly to the stone platform and raised his hand to salute:

"Senior Wu."

As he spoke, he raised his eyes and glanced at Wu Qingwan.

When I came here yesterday, Zuo Lingquan just stood under the stone cliff, not looking carefully at the distance.

At this time, they were only three or five steps away from each other, and they could see the master master of Qihuang Valley. His eyebrows were like willow leaves, his eyes were like autumn water, and his bright red lips revealed the elegance and charm that a mature woman should have. But what attracted the most attention was

What's special about her is that her face is as white as mutton-fat nephrite, her skin is as delicate as a baby's, and she looks much 'cleaner' than ordinary people.

This 'clean' is not only superficial, but clean to the core, without any trace of dust on the body, so that it makes people feel that the rouge and gouache used for embellishment have become vulgar things that blaspheme this purity, and are smeared on this face.

It will only become a flaw.

Zuo Lingquan was born into a wealthy family, so he had seen many beauties, but this was indeed the first time he had seen one like this. And what impressed him most was that this Senior Wu...

so big……

Zuo Lingquan himself did not mean to be frivolous and blasphemous, but this is just like if a man is too tall and stands in a crowd, he will inevitably attract attention; Wu Qingwan is still wearing a relatively slim skirt, and the posture of sitting sideways makes the

The fabric buttons are stretched and creased, ready to come out, making it difficult not to notice.

Zuo Lingquan just glanced at him and realized that he was a little rude, so he quickly averted his unintentional gaze.

Wu Qingwan also looked at Zuo Lingquan. Seeing him raise his eyes and take a look, she turned her eyes away. She thought the little kid was shy, so she couldn't help but smile.

Wu Qingwan has been staying in Qihuang Valley since she was six years old. She doesn't have much of a businessman's spirit, and she doesn't pay attention to these secular politeness. She raised her hand and patted the stone platform:

"You are Jiang Yi's consort. We are all members of our own family. There is no need to be so formal. Come and sit down."

Seeing this, Zuo Lingquan was not polite and sat down next to the stone platform with a teapot between them.

"Senior Wu is really well-informed. We just decided on the consort in the morning and he already knew about it."

"Jiang Yi's mother and I are from the same hometown and are sisters. Jiang Yi calls me aunt. I have taken care of her since she was six years old. How could I not know about such a big thing as recruiting a consort? But I really didn't expect that Jiang Yi

Yi chose you as his consort so directly, could it be that you have already had a secret love before?"

After Wu Qingwan poured Zuo Lingquan a cup of tea, she looked at Zuo Lingquan curiously.

Zuo Lingquan shook his head: "I only met her once on the night of the fifth day of the Lunar New Year. I didn't know the princess's identity at that time, so I offended her recklessly. Why did the princess choose me as her consort? In fact, I don't even know."

Wu Qingwan just thought that Zuo Lingquan refused to say these private words about the love between children, and said with a smile:

"You are extremely talented and like to practice. You are similar to Jiang Yi. It is not surprising that she chose you. However, I am a little worried that she will not be able to catch up with you. Where have you come now?"

Zuo Lingquan was holding the tea cup and thought it was a bit embarrassing for Wu Qingwan to ask him and the eldest princess how far they had gone:

"Uh... I was just chosen as the consort, and I haven't done anything yet."

??

Wu Qingwan looked a little confused, but it took a moment to realize it. Her eyes showed a bit of anger, and she frowned and said:

"What are you thinking about? I'm asking how far you have come in your cultivation."

"Practice?"

Zuo Lingquan has practiced martial arts since he was a child. He only practiced fist and kick moves. Most of his understanding of martial arts came from storytellers. Faced with this question, he was naturally speechless. He thought for a while and said:

"I have been thinking about it at home since I was a child. I have never dabbled in cultivation, and I don't know exactly where I have gone. Senior Wu, can you explain a few things first?"

When Wu Qingwan heard this, she looked confused. She obviously didn't understand how Zuo Lingquan got to this point when he didn't even know what cultivation was.

However, there are some self-taught geniuses in the world. Wu Qingwan thought for a moment and answered seriously:

"You should understand the human acupoints."

It is impossible for Zuo Lingquan, a martial arts practitioner, to not understand the human body's acupoints, so he nodded and said:

"Understand."

"Practitioners, to put it bluntly, are 'refining qi', gathering the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and refining it into their own true qi, so practice is also called 'cultivation'.

The first step in refining Qi is to find a place to store Qi in the body, which is what ordinary people call Dantian Qi Sea."

Wu Qingwan used to teach his disciples a lot. When he said this, he asked casually:

"Do you know where the sea of ​​​​qi is?"

Zuo Lingquan took advantage of this naturally and raised his finger to point at his lower abdomen.

Wu Qingwan nodded with satisfaction and continued:

"The Qihai point is one of the twenty-four acupoints of the Ren meridian. Once the Qihai is opened, it will be considered as a preliminary step into the spiritual realm. As long as a normal person is not stupid, he can complete this step at the age of nine."

Zuo Lingquan blinked his eyes and stopped talking.

Wu Qingwan never expected that Zuo Lingquan had not even touched the threshold. She thought that he had good cultivation. He did not go into details about these basic things and continued:

"The first period of Qi refining for a practitioner is to open up the two meridians of Ren and Du. The two meridians connect to form the Small Zhoutian. The body is like a valley, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth flows inward until the eight meridians are fully opened and become the Great Zhoutian.

; Therefore, monks who have refined their Qi are called 'Spiritual Valley Realm' monks."

Zuo Lingquan came here yesterday and heard Wang Rui, who was leading the way, mention that people in cultivation are divided into five realms: 'Qi Refining, Spiritual Valley, Youhuang, Jade Steps, and Forgetting Machines'. At this time, he nodded slightly and understood a little bit.

"But cultivating a method is going against the will of heaven. It is easier said than done. If you want to create a Zhoutian in your body, you must first open up all the acupoints of the Rendu Meridian. There are twenty-four acupuncture points in the Ren Meridian, and the Du Meridian 2

Eighteen, twelve of them can easily become bottlenecks, divided into 'Qihai, Shenque, Jiuwei, Zhongting, Zigong, Xuanji' in the Ren meridian, and 'Xuanshu, Zhiyang, Lingtai' in the Du meridian.

, Shinto, Fengfu, Shenting'."

Wu Qingwan said this and looked at Zuo Lingquan:

"These twelve levels, each time a person passes a level, the practitioner will become stronger. At the seventh level, the true energy can be revealed, which is what the world calls 'sword energy'.

A normal monk starts practicing at the age of six. If he practices hard and goes smoothly, he can be considered a good talent if he can pass a test in three years. Jiang Yi belongs to the category of extremely talented people. She entered the fifth level 'Purple Palace' at the age of fifteen.

It took nine years, but unfortunately it has been delayed in recent years. You can beat Jiang Yi, and your cultivation level has reached at least the sixth level of 'Xuanji', right?"

"Xuanji..."

Zuo Lingquan was confused when he heard this, and faced Wu Qingwan's expectant eyes, he was a little embarrassed to speak.

Wu Qingwan waited for a moment, and when she saw Zuo Lingquan didn't speak, her eyes showed surprise:

"Could it be that you have reached the seventh level of Qi refining?"

"..."

"The eighth level?"

"..."

"ninth?"

"..."

Wu Qingwan sat up a little straighter, a little unbelievable:

"I have practiced for more than thirty years and have only reached the twelfth level of Qi Refining in the Divine Court. Don't tell me that you are almost catching up with me!"

Zuo Lingquan couldn't pretend anymore, so he picked up the tea cup and took a sip, smiling awkwardly:
Chapter completed!