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

Next.

Ning Qi's life gradually stabilized.

Since moving to the new residence, he was close to the Sutra Library, which made him feel like a fish in water.

He practiced martial arts every day, and spent the rest of his time in the Sutra Library, eagerly absorbing the nutrients in it and turning it into his own foundation.

Thanks to this.

Ning Qi felt that when he was thinking about the principles of martial arts, he was even more exaggerated than before.

Due to the instructions of Taoist Longshan, the other brothers and sisters basically did not come to disturb him, and Ning Qi was also happy. He did not feel bored at all. In this life, he had a full level of comprehension, and the fun of cultivation was infinitely magnified, which made him taste the marrow.

He was very satisfied to be alone.

It was much better than in the previous life.

Moreover, the master and many brothers and sisters did not ignore him, but they were already diligent when they did not come, so as not to disturb him.

Ye Qinghe was still the one who came the most.

Occasionally, if a senior brother went down the mountain, he would definitely bring some gifts to Ning Qi, all of which were brought by her. However, the types of gifts gradually became unified from the previous variety, that is, books.

Everyone knows.

The little junior brother is keen on reading and often stays in the Sutra Pavilion.

However.

What makes Ning Qi sigh secretly is that the eighth senior brother is not as close to him as before.

Later, Qin Yun came to Ning Qi's new residence once, but only stayed for a short time and said some words about cultivation before leaving, and never came again.

Every time he only saw him when many true disciples gathered during festivals, of course, he still smiled when he saw him. If Qin Yun went down the mountain, he would also bring some books back to Ning Qi, but inevitably, there was a little more alienation.

Ning Qi roughly felt it.

The eighth senior brother seemed to be a little jealous of him, not knowing whether it was because of his talent or because of the master's preference for him.

He had no choice but to do nothing about it. No matter how talented he was, he could not control other people's thoughts.

He could only keep a low profile as much as possible.

Most of the time he practiced in the Sutra Library and his own courtyard.

Occasionally, he would observe the world alone.

Slowly, the ninth disciple of the Zhenwu Sect gradually became mysterious in front of many outer and inner disciples.

...

In the blink of an eye.

Nearly a year had passed.

Ning Qi was four years old.

In the Sutra Library, a short figure in a white Taoist robe was reading books with his hands behind his back, muttering something.

"This Tiger Evil Fist is quite interesting. If you can get the meaning of Tiger Evil, it can be breathtaking. It can be regarded as an exquisite fighting method."

Ning Qi's eyes were slightly amazed.

In the blink of an eye, he had already understood the Tiger Evil Fist thoroughly, and even intercepted the essence of it and added it to the Zhenwu Fist he created.

Zhuanggong is a method of tempering the body, which also includes fighting methods, but it is still inferior to martial arts that specialize in attacking.

For this reason, Ning Qi would practice some offensive techniques in his spare time, and eventually created this all-encompassing and unparalleled Zhenwu Fist, which can be called invincible in the Tempering Body Realm.

Although he seeks immortality.

But he also needs the art of protecting the way.

Otherwise, he will inevitably be killed by others if he only has the realm.

He has dabbled in boxing, body movements, and sword and blade techniques, and the ones he mainly practices have all reached realms that ordinary people can hardly imagine.

In this year, he has grown too much.

He reads classics every day, and at least reads 10% of the books in the Sutra Pavilion, all of which have become his own foundation. In terms of martial arts knowledge, even the strong men in the Gangyuan Realm may not be able to match him.

Ning Qi put back the Tiger Evil Fist secret book, stretched his waist, and his thoughts drifted to the distance.

"In one year, I have completed the bone refining, and the four stages of tempering the body have been completely completed. Now, I have a force of 5,000 kilograms in one arm, which is much more solid than the foundation of my senior brothers. They only had 3,000 kilograms of force when they reached this stage."

"But this is not enough. This is not the perfect foundation I imagined."

"It takes one year to complete the four outer stages. If you want to complete the four inner stages, and then integrate the inner and outer to enter the inner Yuan stage, it may take another two years. In other words, you can enter the inner Yuan at the age of six."

"Compared to ordinary people, this speed is already very fast, but I can be faster."

Ning Qi looked outside the pavilion.

In fact, he could have entered the Zang Refining Stage a month ago, but he did not choose to break through.

Sometimes, slowness is for faster speed.

"In this year, in addition to martial arts training, I actually put a lot of energy into creating the Zhuang Gong. I don't know if it's because I've reached the upper limit, but it's more difficult to create this Zhuang Gong than I thought, and it took me so much time."

"But it's almost done. The essence of Zhuang Gong is no longer a secret in my eyes. After understanding more than a hundred Zhuang Gongs, this supreme Zhuang Gong will definitely be completed in a few days!"

Ning Qi's eyes were full of expectations.

In his imagination, the supreme Zhuang Gong is above the peerless Zhuang Gong.

If he succeeds, he is sure that he will give birth to internal energy in a year and step into the inner Yuan realm.

The gap is much bigger, which is why he doesn't break through the Zang Refining Realm for the time being. If he is in a hurry to break through now, it will take more time to use the supreme Zhuang Gong to retrain the foundation later, but if he only retrains the outer four realms, it will be much simpler.

"Observe the myriad phenomena of heaven and earth to get inspiration. Although the real dragon is extremely powerful, it is just one of the myriad phenomena in the end."

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"Time, if it can be saved, it's better to save it."

Ning Qi turned around and picked up a book beside him.

"Miscellaneous Notes from Xuemei Villa".

He rubbed it gently without opening it.

He knew what was written inside.

The chivalrous deeds of the founder of Xuemei Villa, Mr. Ye, Ning Ye, and Mei Jianjiang Xuemei.

And at the end was a few words.

"In the 27th year of Yongxin, Xuemei Villa was massacred by a mysterious force, and no one survived. It was a pity."

This was brought back by the eldest brother when he went down the mountain to travel two years ago and placed in the Sutra Library.

Ning Qi exhaled slowly.

"That year, Master Feng retreated because of Master. I think his realm would not be higher than the Yuandan realm. It is likely to be the second realm of Gangyuan, Yuye realm."

"The life span of Gangyuan realm is 400 years. I just hope that you will not be killed by others."

If possible.

Ning Qi still wanted to do it himself.

He felt that when he reached Gangyuan realm, it should not be a big problem to beat that man to death.

Putting down the miscellaneous notes, Ning Qi looked outside the pavilion.

Sure enough, a familiar lazy voice sounded.

"Xiaojiu, are you ready to go?"

Ye Qinghe pushed the door open with an expression of "you are here as expected".

Looking at the vast amount of books in the Sutra Library, she felt overwhelmed.

"We're leaving soon, and you're still reading here. Just call you a nerd!"

Ye Qinghe bent down and tapped Ning Qi's face with her green jade finger.

Ning Qi habitually slapped her hand away and smiled:

"You haven't come yet, have you?"

"Let's go."

Ning Qi took the initiative to walk out.

"It's rare that you take the initiative to go out, Xiaojiu. Today, I have to take you around. Don't get bored." Ye Qinghe became excited.

Ning Qi shook his head and laughed.

The supreme pile skill he expected was related to the world. On weekdays, he would at most watch the clouds and snow, the mountains and the water in some safe places in Zhenwu Mountain. Recently, he felt that he needed an opportunity, so he thought about walking around the periphery of Zhenwu Mountain.

However, the periphery of Zhenwu Mountain has not been cleared, and there are inevitably strange beasts among them. For safety, Ning Qi called Ye Qinghe, a ready-made bodyguard.

He cherishes his life very much, and does not think that he is invincible just because he has perfected his bone refining. He can run around alone, and if he encounters a powerful beast, he will be doomed.

Unexpectedly, Ye Qinghe is more excited than him.