Ever since Old Wu finished talking about the past that night, he seemed to feel more relaxed.
Qin Tiexin When he went back the next day, he was forging an iron blank by the furnace. His movements were still calm, but the gloomy look between his brows was much lighter.
Seeing Qin Tiexin coming, he put down the hammer and wiped his sweat. "You don't have to run every day from now on. You, Luo Lingfeng, have to go back and forth to my place for two hours, which will delay your cultivation."
Qin Tiexin put the food box he brought on the workbench. "No delay."
"Stubborn." Old Wu shook his head and did not try to persuade her. He opened the food box and took a look - there were several snacks and a jug of warm wine inside.
He took out a piece and put it into his mouth, chewed it a few times and said, "Is the injury almost healed?"
"It's almost ready."
"Yeah." Old Wu took a sip of wine, "Don't worry about the breakthrough. Five Spirit Root practices slowly, but has a solid foundation. Only by laying a solid foundation will the road ahead be easy to follow."
"Disciple understands."
Old Wu looked at him for a while, then waved his hand. "Go ahead. Come back when you have time, forget it if you don't. It will be more useful to understand "The Primary Interpretation of Organ Nature" thoroughly than to run back and forth."
Qin Tiexin bowed, turned and left.
Walking to the door, I heard a voice from behind. "Study hard... don't let it down."
He nodded.
In the next three days, Qin Tiexin did not go to the Waste Equipment Pavilion again.
The injury has completely recovered under the healing elixir given by Nangong Yao. The ribs are no longer sore and swollen, the spiritual energy is running smoothly and unhindered, and the physical condition has returned to its peak.
But he was in no hurry to go to Zhuxintang to repair Edgeless.
He is waiting for an opportunity.
The barrier between the fourth and fifth levels of Qi Refining was getting thinner and thinner, as thin as a piece of paper. He felt that he could break through it at any time, but just a little short of it.
On the night of the fourth day.
Qin Tiexin is sitting cross-legged on the futon in the quiet room, holding four pieces of low-grade Spirit Stone in his hands. Spirit Stone There is a faint light in the dim room, Spiritual Qi is dense.
He closed his eyes and ran the "Hunyuan Jue".
Within Dantian, four chaotic cyclones rotate slowly, similar in size, pulling each other. Spiritual power flows in the meridians, going round and round.
As Cultivation Method moves, Spiritual Qi among the four Spirit Stones is slowly drawn out and flows into the meridians along the Laogong point in the palm of the hand. Spiritual Qi enters the body, turns into pure spiritual power, and flows into the cyclone.
The speed of cyclone rotation gradually increases.
The meridians began to feel a slight swelling and pain, and Dantian also felt faintly tight. This is the sign of the limit of the fourth level of Qi refining - the spiritual power is saturated and the cyclone is full. If there is no breakthrough, Spiritual Qi will have nowhere to go.
Qin Tiexin didn't hesitate.
He held his hands, and the four pieces of Spirit Stone shattered at the same time.
"Click--"
Spirit Stone fragments fell from between the fingers, and the rich Spiritual Qi exploded instantly, pouring into the meridians like a flood that broke a bank.
The swelling and pain suddenly worsened.
Qin Tiexin gritted his teeth and ran Cultivation Method with all his strength, guiding Spiritual Qi to merge into Dantian. The four cyclones rotated so hard that the outlines could barely be seen, and the gravitational pull between them became stronger and stronger.
Just when he felt that his meridians were about to be unable to hold up--
In the center of Dantian, a little light lit up.
The fifth cyclone slowly takes shape.
Initially it was only the size of a grain of rice, but as Spiritual Qi continued to merge in, it rapidly grew, rotated, and stabilized. Four large cyclones surrounded it, forming a stable five-rotation structure.
The fifth level of Qi refining is completed.
Qin Tiexin opened his eyes and took a long breath.
The breath was long, with a touch of white mist, condensing in the air. He felt the new cyclone in Dantian. The total amount of spiritual power was more than 50% more than before, and it was purer.
He tried to unfold Divine Sense.
Divine Sense spread like water ripples, one step, two steps... Thirty steps away, the movement of a small insect crawling across the corner was clearly discernible. Compared with the range of twenty steps at the fourth level of Qi Refining, the range was increased by nearly half.
With more spiritual power, Divine Sense is stronger.
Qin Tiexin clenched his fists, and his knuckles made a slight sound. He remembered what he had heard in the Waste Equipment Pavilion before - it was not easy for Spirit Root to break through the fourth level of Qi Refining, but he had broken through the fifth level in two years.
It is true that hard work can make up for weakness.
In the Zhuxin Hall, Luo Ling was drawing a complicated spiritual pattern at his desk.
The tip of the pen was dipped in special spiritual ink, and she drew complicated lines on the animal skin paper. Her movements were steady, her breathing was gentle, and her mind was completely immersed in the construction of the lines.
Suddenly, the tip of her pen paused.
He raised his head and looked towards the mountainside.
There was a faint fluctuation of spiritual power - someone broke through, and no protective circle was opened.
Divine Sense swept over it, Luo Ling frowned slightly.
Is it Tiexin?
She put down her pen, and in a flash, she disappeared from the spot.
The next moment, Luo Ling appeared outside Qin Tiexin cave abode. Cave abode The stone door was tightly closed, but one could clearly feel the surge of spiritual power inside - it was indeed the fifth level of Qi refining that had just been broken through.
She raised her hand and waved.
Several array flags flew out of his sleeves and landed around cave abode. With a flash of inspiration, a simple Spirit Gathering Formation and protective array were formed at the same time, covering cave abode.
As soon as the formation was set up, a green figure came from a distance.
Nangong Yao landed, saw Luo Ling, and quickly handed her over. "Master."
"Yao'er also felt it?" Luo Ling asked.
"Yes." Nangong Yao looked at cave abode, "Junior brother, he... broke through? Why didn't he activate the cave abode formation? I obviously taught him..."
"I don't blame you." Luo Ling shook his head, "I'm afraid he has been reading a book to recuperate these days. He is in good condition today, and he took advantage of the trend to break through. He may have forgotten to start the formation."
"Five Spirit Root, two years of refining Qi to the fifth level." Luo Ling said with a hint of appreciation in her tone, "It's not easy. Diligence is one thing, and your character must be stable enough."
She looked at cave abode, and Divine Sense scanned it, confirming that Qin Tiexin's breath was stable and the breakthrough was stable.
"Now that he's here, let's protect him." Luo Ling said, "We just broke through and the realm is not yet stable, so don't let anyone disturb you."
"Yes."
The two stood outside cave abode, two figures, one red and one green, standing quietly in the night.
Inside cave abode, Qin Tiexin didn't notice any movement outside.
He was completely immersed in the joy after the breakthrough. His spiritual power circulated for several days, and he became familiar with the new cyclone and the stronger Divine Sense. The feeling of increasing power was solid and real.
It's still early to finish adjusting your breath.
Qin Tiexin Looking at the night outside the window, my hands suddenly felt itchy.
It's been a long time since I've touched a weapon. I'm just injured and have just achieved a breakthrough. I can't open the furnace for forging, but I can practice spiritual pattern carving, right?
He took out a metal ingot from Storage Bag.
The metal ingot is dark gray, palm-sized, and heavy to hand. The surface is smooth, but under the light, you can see fine natural lines similar to water waves.
This is one of the boxes of metal ingots Old Wu gave him.
It is mixed with a little bit of "Gui Zhen Spiritual Gold" - a rare treasure material. No matter how it is carved or damaged, as long as the material is not missing, it can be restored to its original state within three hours.
Before the competition, Qin Tiexin used this to practice spiritual pattern engraving. Later, Old Wu knew that he was moving to Luoling Peak and it was inconvenient to go back and forth, so he gave him the whole box of metal ingots.
"Sooner or later, it's for you." Old Wu said at that time.
Qin Tiexin rubbed the metal ingot, and it felt warm and cool. Qin Tiexin's fingers overflowed with a touch of Spiritual Qi, which was just about to be gathered into a finger knife.
Suddenly - a hand suddenly stretched out from the side and held his wrist.
Qin Tiexin was stiff all over.
The hand was very steady, with slender fingers, but with great strength. He turned his head and saw a fiery red corner of his clothes, and further up, Luo Ling's face was extremely complicated at the moment.
When did Master come in? He didn't notice it at all.
Luo Ling didn't look at him, but stared at the metal ingot in his hand.
Her eyes changed.
Qin Tiexin She had never seen Master look like this before - shock, anger, longing, regret... all kinds of emotions were intertwined and surging in her eyes. The expression on the face that was always calm or even cold at the moment was so complicated that it was indescribable.
Luo Ling's hands were shaking slightly.
She stared at the metal ingot for three full breaths, then slowly raised her head and looked at Qin Tiexin.
There was water in her eyes, but she suppressed it.
"Tiexin."
Luo Ling spoke, her voice as calm as possible, but Qin Tiexin could hear the trembling beneath the calmness.
"Tell Master..."
She paused, took a deep breath, and seemed to have exhausted all her strength before asking this question:
"Where did you get this thing?"
Qin Tiexin opened his mouth but said nothing.
Luo Ling's hand held his wrist tightly, and there was an almost desperate hope in her eyes, but also fear - fear of hearing a certain answer, and fear of not hearing that answer.
She stared at Qin Tiexin and said word by word:
"Is there... how many more?"