Su Yiwen Lingzhao

     Zhuo An Xiaoju.

    This is the name Su Yi gave to the new residence.

    Unpretentious.

    Quiet is peace.

    Feng Xiaoran is extremely happy about this new residence, her slender and graceful figure is running around in the courtyard like a light and cheerful butterfly.

    A pair of deep eyes filled with joy.

    Feng Xiaofeng is also very happy.

    In the world, who doesn't like to live in such a noble courtyard?

    Comparing the Yangliu Lane where he and his sister lived since childhood, it is completely different, like two worlds.

    Huang Qianjun is commanding a group of quick-handed servants, who are carrying all kinds of furniture and necessities of life just bought.

    Su Yi sat lazily in a rattan chair in a pavilion covered with wisteria, squinting his eyes comfortably.

    "There are still a few people around to serve."

    Su Yi felt a little regretful.

    When you relax, there is a maid with a gentle temperament to cook tea, a maid with a softness like jade pinches her shoulders and beats her back, a beautiful and delicious meal, and an extraordinary qin waiter playing the qin...

    There should also be shrewd and wise maids who take care of three meals a day, and ingenious maids to do laundry and stack quilts, cut flower beds, and take care of courtyards...

    But now...

    Su Yi glanced at Huang Qianjun, who was busy in the distance, and couldn't help shaking his head secretly.

    How self-disciplined and diligent he is in cultivation, how lazy and troublesome he is in life.

    "Forget it, I don't like ordinary maids at all. I'd rather not look for them than make up for it."

    Su Yi finally gave up the idea of ​​looking for a group of maids to serve.

    Until everything was settled properly, Huang Qianjun disperse the temporary hired servants, then he walked over with a smile and asked, "Brother Su, what do you need to buy?"

    Su Yi opened his eyes, got up lazily, glanced around, and said, "Okay, it's none of your business."

    Huang Qianjun hesitated for a moment and said, "Brother Su, do you think you need to find some cooks and servants who do chores?"

    Su Yi shook his head: "No, I'm going to treat Junior Brother Feng's legs next, there's nothing to do, don't disturb me."

    Huang Qianjun nodded quickly.

    Su Yi got up and walked into Feng Xiaofeng's room.

    In an hour.

    Su Yi pushed open the door and walked out, a look of exhaustion on his brows.

    In the room, Feng Xiaofeng was lying on the bed and had fallen asleep.

     "Brother Su Yi, how is my brother's leg?"

    Outside the room, Feng Xiaoran was already waiting there. Seeing Su Yi come out, she hurriedly asked.

    "Your brother will be able to stand up and walk in less than half a month."

    Su Yi smiled and rubbed Feng Xiaoran's head.

    Before in the room, he used his own cultivation to stimulate the silver needles, and performed acupuncture on Feng Xiaofeng's legs, completely awakening the vitality of his legs.

    In the next two weeks, just let Feng Xiaofeng swallow the elixir, and then the abolished bones and flesh and blood can be rebuilt step by step.

    "Great!"

    Feng Xiaoran's deep eyes were sparkling, and she was beaming with joy.

    "Xiao Ran, come to my room and I will teach you the way of cultivation."

    Speaking, Su Yi walked straight to his room.

    Feng Xiaoran hurried to keep up, and couldn't help but look forward to it.

    Seeing this scene, Huang Qianjun, who was sitting in the courtyard and resting in the distance, couldn't help but envy.

    With Brother Su's personal instruction, this little girl's future martial arts achievements are destined to be impossible!

    From this day on—

    Su Yi and the others settled down in Zhuo An Xiaoju.

    Su Yi's life is very simple. Apart from practicing, he treats Feng Xiaofeng's leg injury and instructs Feng Xiaoran to practice.

    The three meals a day are completely in charge of Huang Qianjun.

    Occasionally in the middle of the night, Su Yi would chat with Qingwan, ask about the latter's cultivation status, and give advice.

    Su Yi was slightly relieved that when Qingwan faced herself, she still seemed timid, shy, and reserved.

    Compared to before, there is also a touch of intimacy.

    Two days passed quickly.

    This morning, Su Yi woke up from meditating, his eyes seemed to have a dazzling flash, and he returned to indifferent.

    His strong blood, which was like a frightening dragon, also gradually calmed down.

    Bone Refining Great Perfection!

    With the sufficient elixir on his body, coupled with the magical effect of Songhe body training, Su Yi finally reached the point of "refining bones like jade, refining marrow like frost" at this moment .

    At this point, his accomplishments in the blood-moving realm have been called great perfection!

    The bone marrow is as clear as frost and snow, filled with surging and amazing vitality!

     "It's not worth my effort to spend five 1st grade elixir every day to cultivate."

    Su Yi's lips showed a hint of satisfaction.

    Financial partners are legal land, and the word for wealth is in the first place.

    When he has enough elixir to support him, Su Yi will not worry about not being able to improve his cultivation.

    The most important thing is that he has built a foundation that is far better than his previous life at the same period of time!

    Why is his cultivation base weak, yet his combat power is abnormal?

    Its roots lie in the foundation of martial arts.

      It has long been beyond the comprehension of the world!

    If you compare other blood-moving realms to rivers, lakes, and seas, then Su Yi's blood-moving realm is a brilliant starry sky in the sky.

    One in the sky and one in the ground.

    "The next step is to gather Qi."

    Su Yi was looking forward to it.

    The Qi gathering environment is divided into three levels: opening the orifices, opening the pulse, and transforming the gang, corresponding to the early, middle and late stages.

    Those who reach this level can be regarded as top masters in such small places as Guangling City.

    Standing in Yunhe County City, he can be regarded as a first-class warrior.

    However, among the warriors who are in this realm, there are huge differences, and their strengths are uneven.

    Because it is different from moving the blood and tempering the flesh, muscles and bones, the cultivation of the Qi gathering involves the tempering of the acupuncture points, the tendons and the tempering of the qi, which is extremely subtle and delicate.

    If you can't do this step, you will not be able to talk about "Gang".

    According to Su Yi's knowledge, in the Great Zhou Dynasty, only ten great palaces, top big families, and military places under the command of princes have the perfect way to cultivate Qi Gathering Realm.

    In addition, these methods are also different and cannot be generalized.

    Therefore, some high-minded disciples of Qinghe Sword Palace often have to find another way out after cultivating to the Great Consummation.

    For example, take the assessment and enter the Tianyuan Academy.

    For example, join the army of a prince, and use the way to gain military skills to exchange for the top Qi Gathering Realm skills.

    However, no matter if they go to the Tianyuan Academy or worship the princes, only a few people can be lucky.

    The vast majority of young children are destined to only practice those ordinary Qi Gathering Techniques.

    All of this also makes the strength of Qi Gathering Realm powerhouses vary widely.

    The top characters in the early stages of Qi Gathering can easily kill ordinary Qi Gathering Dzogchen characters.

    There are even some freaks who can fight against Martial Dao masters when they gather Qi.

    For example, fenugreek.

    Of course, for Su Yi, these are nothing at all.

    The pine crane body forging technique used exclusively for the foundation building of the four realms of martial arts is absolutely unparalleled.

    When Xiao Tianque saw Su Yi performing martial arts on the banks of the Dacang River, he was shocked and lost his mind, suspecting that this was the magic of the legendary fairy!

    "The human body has seven hundred and twenty acupuncture points, of which there are one hundred and eight spiritual orifices."

    "This one hundred and eight spiritual apertures are also known as the 'cultivation aperture'."

    "In my previous life, although I tempered and penetrated the spiritual apertures all over my body, only seventy-two spiritual apertures had nurtured true spirituality. When I was in the realm, it took countless treasures of heaven and earth to make up for it, but even so, it has affected my original cultivation foundation..."

    "This time, I can't let this flaw happen again!"

    Su Yi muttered in his heart.

    Being able to cultivate spirituality one by one in one hundred and eight spiritual orifices can be called "all orifices become spiritual".

    At that time, each spiritual orifice will be like a miniature secret realm, with wonderful visions born in it, which can connect with the power of heaven and earth and reflect the light of the avenue!

    However, this kind of martial arts accomplishment, even if it is placed in the wild Kyushu, can be called one in a thousand, unprecedented.

    In the past life, among Su Yi's nine true disciples, only the youngest disciple Qingtang, under his guidance, practiced "all orifices into spirits" in one fell swoop. The one hundred and eight spiritual orifices are like the stars in the body, nurturing the miraculous vision of "nebula tides".

    At that time, Qingtang was only seven years old, and he had only been under his door for less than three months, and he had already shown his unique talent.

    "Oh, Qingtang..."

    Thinking of this, Su Yi smiled like a self-deprecating smile, his eyes full of complicated colors.

    For a long time, he shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

     Getting up from the bed, Su Yi pushed open the door and walked out.

    Huang Qianjun is setting up tableware and chopsticks on a stone table in the courtyard, on which the steaming breakfast has already been served.

    Every morning, the "Yunxiangju" in the city will send people to bring all kinds of meals. Of course, this is something that can be easily solved with money.

    Not far away, Feng Xiaoran pushed Feng Xiaofeng in a wheelchair out of the room.

    Feng Xiaofeng was also in good spirits, the depression and dullness between his eyebrows were swept away, and he exuded a high-spirited and vigorous atmosphere.

    Seeing such a scene, Su Yi couldn't help but smile.

    Same morning.

    Yuan Luoxi, who was obviously well-dressed, rode Qingcong's horse and came out of Yangliu Lane with Cheng Wuyong.

    In this dilapidated and dirty place where the poor gather, her arrival seems so out of place.