With full level of enlightenment, I turned the lower world into a fairyland

Qiudaoyuan.

The breeze blew by, and the strange fragrance of the enlightenment tea tree rose, making Ning Qi feel more comfortable. The white ape in the distance was practicing seriously. Since he shone brightly in the assessment that day, he practiced more diligently.

Although practicing is not for showing off in front of others, showing yourself appropriately can indeed make practicing more motivated.

Ning Qi flipped through the classics in his hand.

He read books very quickly. He could tell at a glance whether they were useful to him. If there were some essences that could be used for his own use, he would pause slightly, but even so, it would not take much time.

He waved his hand from time to time, and a classic book floated over.

There was a small mountain of books in the distance.

This was Ning Qi's reading today.

When he finished reading, the white ape would go to the Sutra Library to exchange a new batch for Ning Qi.

Ning Qi was absorbed in reading.

"Swordsman's Travels? This is what a certain Heavenly Realm swordsman from the Swordsman Pavilion saw and heard during his sixty years of traveling in Da Yan. He encountered a big storm when he went west to the desert, which blocked out the sky and swallowed up light and shadows. Only when he saw the mighty power of heaven and earth did he realize that he was just like an ant..."

He comprehended it carefully, looking at those detailed descriptions, as if he were also there.

For the people in the Swordsman Pavilion, this might just be a special experience of their ancestors. They would not even read such books much. At most, some disciples would read them whole as a relaxing reading in their spare time.

Many of these books are travel notes and autobiographies, which the Swordsman Pavilion does not attach much importance to. This time, they were all packed and sent over, and they did not even copy too much.

But for Ning Qi, this is an excellent way to enrich his own background, which allows him to indirectly comprehend the myriad phenomena of heaven and earth and gain a lot.

He grabs the essence from them and constantly absorbs nutrients for growth.

Now, he only needs to spend some time to forge his spirit every day. Cultivation is easier than breaking through the Yuandan realm from the Yuye realm before. He has more time to comprehend the Dao and create a method.

"What I saw and heard when I went out to sea..."

"Guessing about strange beasts..."

One book after another was scanned.

Suddenly.

Ning Qi paused and put his eyes on the book in his hand.

"The Biography of Jianghe."

His eyes were full of interest.

When he entered the Sword Tower before, he knew that the sword meaning that the founder of the Sword Pavilion had comprehended was called Jianghe Sword Meaning. Later, he went to learn more about it and found out that this amazing founder later changed his name to Wu Jianghe.

"Is this his autobiography?"

Ning Qi opened it.

He immediately knew that his guess was true.

He became more interested.

He turned the pages one by one and looked carefully, but found that this autobiography only recorded part of Wu Jianghe's life trajectory.

"From being mediocre when he first started to practice martial arts, to his initial condensation of Jianghe sword intent and his gradual rise, this book records some of Wu Jianghe's experiences during this period, but most of them are trivial daily life and some life sentiments, which seem a bit immature. As for the insights on swordsmanship, there are even fewer. No wonder the Swordsmanship Pavilion classified it as a pile that no one cares about." Ning Qi estimated that after all these years in the Swordsmanship Pavilion, some people may not even remember this autobiography. "However, in fact, it can be seen from it that Wu Jianghe is the kind of person who will achieve great things late. Although some daily life is trivial, it is not difficult to see some good habits from it. The Swordsmanship Pavilion is really blind." Ning Qi shook his head slightly. Even if this book does not record any swordsmanship insights, if someone is willing to learn more about it, they can also gain something. It can only be said that the efforts of the founder of the Swordsmanship Pavilion were wasted. From this, it can also be seen that the Swordsmanship Pavilion is actually very impetuous. Even if it does not provoke the Zhenwu Sect, it will provoke other strong people sooner or later. He continued to watch. Suddenly, his eyes paused.

He turned to the last page.

"If there are later comers, whether they are from the Sword Pavilion or not, it is fate."

Ning Qi frowned slightly, not because of the content, but because he sensed a very subtle fluctuation between the lines. He tried his best to perceive it, and the fluctuation became more obvious. The Jianghe Biography in front of him seemed to have changed in his eyes.

He sat up straight.

A trace of the power of heaven and earth gathered beside him, and his spirit was vigorous. Even the white ape looked at him in surprise.

Ning Qi's eyes became brighter and brighter.

The energy in his palm condensed and turned into a ball of fire.

Then it enveloped the Jianghe Biography.

In an instant.

The yellowed pages turned into ashes, but there was nothing in the ashes. Several pages with silver light appeared, which made Ning Qi's mouth curl up slowly.

His feeling was indeed correct!

"This book of Jianghe contains secrets. It is not easy to see through the secrets. I am afraid that ordinary people in the Heavenly Man Realm cannot do it. Only the peerless masters who have reached the Heavenly Man Realm can do so. Even Gu Changhe may not be able to do so. Of course, even if he can sense the unusualness of the last sentence, he will not have the temperament to read such a boring book."

Perhaps some disciples of the Sword-Asking Pavilion have flipped through it, but they are not qualified to see the true face of it.

By chance, it fell into Ning Qi's hands.

Ning Qi shook the silver pages in his hand and looked forward to reading it.

The first sentence shocked him.

"Regret! Regret! Regret! If I can borrow another thousand years from heaven, why worry about not being able to achieve the peak of the Martial Saint?"

A strong feeling of unwillingness was revealed.

Even the peerless masters who have reached the Heavenly Man Realm can only live for 800 years.

"There is no Martial Saint Law in the world. How difficult is it for us to create a new Martial Saint Law by our own strength? It is no less difficult than walking the path of our ancestors again."

"However, our ancestors worked hard for generations and spent tens of thousands of years to open up the realm of martial saints. How can we achieve it in just a few hundred years? Only a monster that has never existed in the history can have a glimmer of hope!"

"I spent five hundred years comprehending the realm of martial saints before I realized something."

"I have left this page for reference for those who come later."

"Remember, if the world is still under the command of Dayan, those who get this page should not make it public, do not share it with others, and be extremely careful of Dayan Martial Saint!!!"

Ning Qi looked at the information left in front.

He was extremely uneasy.

Originally, he just wanted to find out if there was any description of the realm of martial saints from the many classics in the Sword-asking Pavilion, but he didn't expect to get such shocking news.

He couldn't help but think of the information he got from the King of Zhenbei before.

"There is no Martial Saint Law in the world? Wu Jianghe reminded me so. Could it be that this Martial Saint Law was really erased by the Great Yan Martial Saint? Is there anyone who does not want the birth of the Martial Saint?"

"I can't share it with others because if the Great Yan Martial Saint knows about it, he will kill it in advance?"

"Then why not just kill all the strong men who have reached the perfection of the Heavenly Man Realm? Wouldn't it be possible to cut off the possibility of others being promoted to Martial Saint from the source? Are you afraid that it will be too obvious and cause chaos?"

Ning Qi's eyes were dim.

He thought a lot in a flash.

When the information from the King of Zhenbei was delivered, he and Taoist Longshan still felt that erasing the Martial Saint Law should not be done by the Great Yan Martial Saint, but now the page left by Wu Jianghe obviously made Ning Qi hesitate again.

"It seems that there must be an invisible hand behind this controlling everything."

"I originally thought that if I could achieve the Heavenly Man Realm one day, I could start to solve the Demon Sect and Southern Xinjiang, but now it seems that the Heavenly Man Realm alone is not enough. Perhaps I have to be stronger until the Heavenly Man Realm is perfect, and even glimpse the realm of the Martial Saint!"

Ning Qi has already regarded the Great Flame Martial Saint as an imaginary enemy.

Now he is strong enough. When he killed the Heart-Searching Sword before, he didn't even use 20% of his strength. With this reference, he thinks that no one in the Heavenly Man Realm should be his opponent anymore, and perhaps the Heavenly Man Realm can be called invincible.

After he is promoted to the Heavenly Man Realm, he feels that there is hope to fight the Martial Saint.

But it's just what he thinks.

He has no idea how strong the Martial Saint is, and the Great Flame Martial Saint has lived for so long, I'm afraid he is not an ordinary Martial Saint.

In this case, he still can't expose himself before he has absolute strength.

Ning Qi took a deep breath.

He understood a truth, the unknown is the most terrifying.

"The most important thing next is to find out how strong the Martial Saint is. The world is so big that it is impossible for not even a trace to be left. No matter how hard you try, it is impossible to completely eliminate it. Only by knowing the strength of the Martial Saint can I compare it with myself and have enough confidence."

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"If you really can't figure it out, then keep practicing until you become a Martial Saint! At that time, no matter what the Great Flame Martial Saint is, no matter what the Demon Sect's Southern Frontier is, no matter what demons and monsters he is, just beat them all to death!"

Ning Qi rarely became a little ruthless, perhaps because the information he learned made him a little irritable.

He took a deep breath and adjusted his emotions.

"But there is no need to be too nervous. Most of the top ten strong men on the Heavenly Man List are in the Heavenly Man Perfection Realm. In addition, some hidden old monsters are still alive, which means that the situation may not be particularly serious."

Ning Qi continued to read down.

After Wu Jianghe's warning, he began to seriously comprehend the Martial Saint Realm.

This founder of the Sword-asking Pavilion is also a natural talent. After five hundred years of meditation, he certainly did not gain nothing.

After reading this, Ning Qi's eyes flashed with inspiration.

"The perfection of heaven and man is the perfection of the three flowers of spirit, energy and spirit. The key to stepping into the Martial Saint realm that Wu Jianghe has realized is to refine the power of heaven and earth for one's own use!"

"The reason why the Heaven and Man Realm is so powerful is that it can resonate with the power of heaven and earth, but Wu Jianghe feels that this behavior is actually separated by a layer of gauze. To make an analogy, it is like using guns and cannons to hit people in the previous life? Although it is not bad, it is far from touching the essence."

"If you can refine the power of heaven and earth into your body and form a magical power, such as Gangqi, then you can truly play the role of the power of heaven and earth, that is, you can truly play the power of 'guns and cannons'?"

Ning Qi made a lot of associations in an instant.

When he got the inheritance of the Qingfeng Sword Saint from Zhuang Chen, there was a comment.

Take the power of heaven and earth for your own use.

At that time, Ning Qi had many guesses about the promotion path of the Martial Saint Realm.

Now Wu Jianghe's deduction is similar to this.

Now it seems that it should be the right way, but this way is correct, and there are many difficulties to overcome.

"But it is not easy to refine the power of heaven and earth into a power that can be freely controlled like Gangqi. Wu Jianghe spent five hundred years and only had some clues. He guessed that it was related to the three flowers of spirit, energy and spirit. He also made some attempts, but all failed."

"However, these experiences are indeed very valuable and can help people avoid many detours. I believe that the ancestors of the human race also took over from generation to generation in this way to open up the realm of martial saints."

"Unfortunately, it is more difficult now than before. It seems that there is a big hand controlling everything and preventing the martial saint from appearing."

If it were an ordinary person, even a peerless genius that is rare in a hundred years or a thousand years, he would despair.

But Ning Qi's mood has completely calmed down.

His extraordinary understanding gives him confidence.

Give him some time, it doesn't even take too long, the realm of the Martial Saint is like searching for something.

Wu Jianghe's hundreds of years of hard work might only take him a few months.

Ning carefully put away the silver pages.

This is one of the few secrets and records he has obtained that is accurate about the realm of the Martial Saint. It will be his help when he sets foot on this realm in the future.

He let out a breath.

I don’t plan to continue reading the classics for the time being. I need some time to buffer.

He closed his eyes and rested his mind. A little inspiration appeared in his mind, and he began to think about a recent idea.

How to make Gang Qi survive forever after leaving the body, so that it can be used as a trump card for the brothers to protect their safety.

This is the inspiration I recently found from the classics obtained from Wuxiang Sect and Wenjian Pavilion.

to others.

Creating a law is a very difficult and crazy thing, and it requires hard thinking.

But for Ning Qi, it was very happy.

The way he rests is to create laws.

…

Time passes slowly.

Zhenwu Mountain is becoming more and more lively. As the Zhenwu Sword Monument and Wandao Pagoda become more and more famous in the world, many warriors come here because of their reputation, which actually makes Qingzhou's martial arts become much stronger.

And bear the brunt of it.

It's Zhenwu City and its surroundings.

Many warriors stayed in Zhenwu City and settled down, causing the average strength of the warriors here to suddenly increase. Zhenwu City was expanded again and has become another martial arts center in Qingzhou, gradually becoming as good as the state city.

Predictable.

As long as there is the Zhenwu Sword Monument and the Ten Thousand Dao Tower.

It is only a matter of time before Zhenwu City surpasses Qingzhou City.

Everyone in the Zhenwu Sect was naturally very happy about this.

After all, the Great Yan Imperial Court had already given ownership of Zhenwu City to the Zhenwu Sect, which would become a solid foundation for the Zhenwu Sect.

Inside the city.

Heavy traffic.

There are Zhenwu disciples under the leadership of the protectors and elders who are stationed in all directions in the city to avoid some conflicts. This is inevitable when there are more martial artists. Fortunately, with the reputation of Zhenren Tianjian, they are basically restrained.

Jiang Baishan coughed lightly and said to Song Cheng next to him:

"Seventh Junior Brother, please take them with you. I have some things to deal with for my brother."

Song Cheng was stunned for a moment, then thought of something, winked at Jiang Baishan and said with a smile:

"I'll take care of everything. Fifth senior brother, please take your time and don't be in a hurry."

Jiang Baishan glared at him angrily, and disappeared into the distance after a few ups and downs.

Song Cheng chuckled, he knew what Jiang Baishan was going to do.

He went on patrol with his disciples and was in a good mood. The thing he was most looking forward to these days was the Zhenwu Peach Club.

"There are only five days until the Peach Festival. I heard from Xiaojiu that the Enlightenment tea tree has grown up this year, so I'm so blessed!" he thought happily.