Chapter 155: The Mighty and Vigorous Qi Technique

  Bang!

  When Qin Yun was immersed in the wonderful feeling, his right hand holding the Iron Scroll suddenly transmitted a severe stabbing pain, and he involuntarily loosened his palm.

  The iron scroll fell on the case!

  Something unbelievable happened, the originally cylindrical iron scroll suddenly unfolded slowly, under Qin Yun's astonished gaze, it spread out into a nearly three-foot-long golden plaque!

  Only on this golden foil, hundreds and thousands of characters are densely recorded, with strong and powerful brushstrokes, majestic and grand, not like they were carved out with a knife.

  Qin Yun let out a long breath and focused his attention on the golden foil, examining it carefully.

  He also studied the art of Fu Lu after that, so he naturally understood and was familiar with the symbols, so it wasn't difficult for him to get started, at least in terms of the words.

  But the more he read on, the more he felt his heart racing with excitement, and the secrets of the Iron Scroll Dan Book suddenly unfolded before him!

  On this golden leaf is recorded an ancient era's kung fu secret manual, Hao Ran Zheng Qi Jue!

  It is said that in the ancient era, among the ancestors of the vast continent, there were sages who were well-versed in writing, familiar with astronomy and geography, and also understood how to cultivate energy and refine their swords. They were the most outstanding individuals among their people.

  Nowadays, the Qi-refining masters of the nine states, Longhu Mountain and other sects all originated from the inheritance of the ancient sages. The northern witch tribe is also one of the descendants of the ancient ancestors.

  This Hao Ran Zheng Qi Jue was written by a great sage of the ancient people, lost for thousands of years without anyone knowing, Qin Yun completely accidentally stumbled upon it under a coincidence and let it see the light of day again!

  Hao Ran Zheng Qi Jue is the most authentic ancient method of cultivating Qi, and strictly speaking, it should be classified as a Qigong technique. However, Hao Ran Zheng Qi Jue can refine the body to protect itself from evil spirits, and externally, it can wield swords to defeat enemies and communicate with heaven and earth, comparable to the strongest true Qi Gong techniques, mysterious and profound beyond compare!

  According to the golden foil, Haoran's true energy is based on the pre-heavenly true energy. Cultivation has made great achievements, and no one can stop it from dominating the world. When cultivation reaches its peak, one can fly up to the sky and enter the realm of immortals. The achievement is endless, and the spirit and soul are at peace!

  Qin Yun didn't quite believe this description, feeling it was too exaggerated and illusory.

  The fairy family is just a legendary story, and the vast nine states have been unknown for thousands of years. No one has ever heard of anyone who can break through the void and ascend to the position of an immortal, countless powerful strongmen are all yellow earth after one or two hundred years.

  However, this Hao Ran Zheng Qi Jue is profound and vast, he just came down and felt his heart shaking. The true energy in his whole body was boiling like a pot, and he didn't dare to try practicing according to the manual, it's absolutely not an ordinary technique.

  It took Qin Yun a great deal of effort to finally shift his gaze away and completely erase the mnemonic device from his mind, lest he feared he would involuntarily fall into it.

  According to the requirements of the formula, he must at least reach the Xiantian realm and condense the postnatal true energy into the prenatal true energy before attempting to learn this ancient secret method!

  Behind the Hao Ran Zheng Qi Jue, there are also records of 7 or 8 dan medicine prescriptions. Many of the ingredients listed above are unheard of by Qin Yun, and should be something extraordinary.

  Qin Yun showed no interest in it and glanced at it hastily before putting it aside, intending to leave it for Shui Wanying later.

  However, Qin Yun understood in his heart that the value of this Hao Ran Zheng Qi Jue was absolutely invaluable. It was worth him spending dozens of Huo Ling Jade to unlock it.

  As he was pondering, the iron scroll on the desk suddenly rolled up, and in the blink of an eye, it returned to its original scroll state, except that its color no longer changed, nor did it emit dazzling golden light again.

  Qin Yun was taken aback, he had not expected that this Iron Scroll Dan Book would actually self-recover on its own.

  So if you want to reopen it, will you have to spend dozens of spiritual jade again?

  If it's really like that, then before advancing to the Innate Boundary, you absolutely cannot go and open it again.

  But Qin Yun thought for a moment and felt that this should not be possible, so he picked up the Iron Scroll Dan Book and poured yuan power into it. The Iron Scroll Dan Book indeed reopened, without consuming much true energy.

  That's right! Qin Yun let out a long breath.

  It wasn't until then that he discovered his clothes were completely drenched in sweat, and a layer of oily brown grime had seeped out onto the surface of his skin, emitting a foul odor.

  It should be the power from Tie Juan Dan Shu that made Qin Yun go through a process of Gu Guo Xi Sui, and what was expelled from his skin was the accumulated impurities in his body.

  If it weren't for his previous baptism by the Jade Essence Spirit Power and possession of a congenital body, there would absolutely be more than just these impurities.

  Qin Yun put down the Iron Scroll of Dan and went to the bathroom to wash up. After feeling refreshed, he felt that his strength realm had improved a lot.

  He stayed in Yunshui Xiaozhu for seven days of closed-door meditation, and only left Yunshui Xiaozhu to head to the Tianji Palace in Xuanwu City after seven days.

  Because the Floating Clouds Sword Conference is about to begin, Qin Yun prepares to sign up and compete for one of the 300 swordsmen qualifications.

  The Floating Clouds Sword Conference is a grand event held once a year in the Tiancheng Sword Sect, where tens of thousands of disciples verify their swordsmanship skills. The thirty-six positions of the Heavenly Gate and Earthly Homicide, as well as the titles of Master Swordsman and Swordsman, strongly attract every young disciple who yearns to stand out from the crowd.

  Thousands of disciples apply to participate in the Floating Clouds Debate, but only a limited number can obtain the Sword Sect's recognition and certification as a Swordsman or Sword Master. Among them, there are 300 Swordsman positions and only 50 Sword Master positions.

  Although the competition is extremely fierce, any disciple with a bit of strength will not miss the opportunity. Many disciples who went out on missions have returned one after another to make final preparations for the Swordsmanship Conference.

  It's not just about honor, but also the status and future of Jianzong. Without the certification of a swordsman, it is almost impossible to become an inner disciple. After having the position of a swordsman, many more sect tasks can be chosen, let alone other benefits.

  The price of elixirs that can increase strength in the Xuanwu City has risen by 30%, and disciples going to the Jianxiu Hall for sword trials are endless, all the sword rooms are fully booked.

  Qin Yun had no desire for the position of Sword Master, as the minimum requirement was Innate Realm, and most disciples were beyond his reach.

  There are 300 places for swordsmen, with the top, middle and lower three products each accounting for 100 places. The number of participants competing is in the hundreds or even thousands, and the disciples who can stand out will not rely solely on luck.

  To participate in the Floating Clouds Debate Sword Conference, one must first pass the sect's primary assessment and obtain qualification before ascending to the Floating Clouds Mountain Debate Platform.

  The Xuanwu City Tianji Palace Sword Cultivation Hall is crowded with people, and the disciples waiting for the sword trial have lined up in a long dragon outside the hall.

  Although the first trial of the Sect's Sword Test was scheduled to take place in five days, many disciples had already arrived at the Sword Cultivation Hall, holding the numbered plates they had exchanged for ten points of sect contributions, anxiously and excitedly waiting for the assessment.

  Only those disciples who had participated in a few Floating Clouds Debates were relatively composed and could still chat and laugh with their companions.

  Qin Yun applied for assessment as a medium-grade swordsman.

  In fact, few new disciples participated in the Floating Clouds Debate Sword, and most of them did not have the confidence to compete with their senior brothers. Even fewer applied for the middle-grade swordsman, and those who did were mostly geniuses from large families who had been trained since childhood.

  So he stood out a bit among his senior fellow disciples as a new junior disciple.

  A black-faced disciple standing behind Qin Yun glanced at the nameplate hanging from his waist, furrowed his brow and reached out to pat his shoulder.

  Unexpectedly, Qin Yun seemed to have eyes in the back of his head, and his body suddenly shook, just enough to make his palm slap empty air.

  Hei Mian Páng's face turned even darker, and upon seeing Qin Yun turn around, he rudely rebuked: "This junior brother, this is the mid-grade swordsman assessment, did you line up in the wrong queue?"

  It's quite common for newcomers to get excited and neglect their position in line, ending up queuing with the top-grade swordsmen assessment team.

  Qin Yun shook his head and said, "Thank you for reminding me, brother, but I haven't stood in the wrong position."

  "Huh?" The black-faced disciple was stunned, then burst out laughing: "Didn't stand wrong? Did I hear it wrong? Newbies these days are really something, daring to take the mid-grade swordsman exam after just half a year of training!"

  Several disciples standing behind him couldn't help but reveal a sneering smile, among them several had participated in the Floating Clouds Debate on Swordsmanship and knew how difficult it was to obtain the title of Swordsman!

  Looking at Qin Yun's attire, it was clear that he wasn't a genius elite from a prominent family, but rather an ordinary outer sect disciple. Competing for the position of Sword Master was simply a pipe dream.

  Qin Yun's expression remained unchanged, he simply looked at his opponent with a faint gaze.

  Normally, Qin Yun was used to holding back his aura and not revealing his sharpness. People with insufficient insight would find it difficult to see through his true strength, which is why the other party dared to mock him openly.

  But Qin Yun didn't have the slightest intention of arguing with him. Whether it was a mule or a horse, trying out the sword room would make it clear, so why bother disputing over words.

  But Qin Yun's calmness and composure made the black-faced disciple even more displeased.

  "Qin Yun!"

  Just as the black-faced disciple was thinking of using even more unpleasant words to mock Qin Yun, two young men in white shirts suddenly walked over from the side.

  Hei Lian Di Zi recognized one of them at a glance, who was none other than Feng Wu Ji, the recently famous master of Jie Tian Peak. He quickly put on a smile and greeted him: "Master Feng..."

  Unexpectedly, Feng Wujie didn't even spare him a glance and instead looked at the new disciple he had just mocked, asking: "I didn't expect you to participate in the medium-grade swordsman assessment. Why didn't you participate in the high-grade assessment?"

  Pffft!

  Everyone around took a cold breath.

  Who is Feng Wujie? The most outstanding among the younger generation of disciples, a future competitor for the 36 Tian Gang and Di Sha positions, everyone believes that he will be able to break through the pre-heavenly boundary in the near future and become the brightest new star on the top of the Tiān Fēng peak.

  He regarded a new disciple like that, thinking he was qualified for the top-grade assessment, that's absolutely not nonsense!

  The black-faced disciple was so ashamed that he wanted to find a seam in the ground and drill into it on the spot. Just now, he still despised Qin Yun's qualifications, but Feng Wujie's words were like slapping him hard in the face.

  It hurts like crazy!

  Stunned, shocked, and disbelieving...the unusual gazes cast from around him made Qin Yun furrow his brow.

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