Time flies by like a flash, and before you know it, another half year has passed.
The sixteen-year-old Ling Tianqi was growing taller, and his daily appetite increased significantly. In addition to practicing Taoism hard, his body was also changing day by day.
The muscles all over his body are bulging, and his face, which cannot be said to be handsome, has sharp edges and corners, giving people a very comfortable feeling.
In addition, there has been qualitative progress in cultivation, not only breaking through the bottleneck in the Qi training period, but also reaching the middle stage of Gongji, and the Fire Cloud Fist was also perfectly integrated a few months ago.
The power of the Fire Cloud Fist's attack was even more astonishing. Under the powerful attack, a giant tree as thick as a basin turned into bits of sawdust and dissipated in the wind.
The power of Fire Cloud Fist is, firstly, Taoist burning, and secondly, power attack.
The power of the attack is even more weird. It can be superimposed. Each time it is superimposed, the power will increase exponentially.
Otherwise, Ling Tianqi took the time to return the Taoist skills from his previous life and merged them with the Taoist skills he received from his father. Coincidentally, what Ling Zhongyue gave him was the main Taoist skill of the fire system.
These days, apart from occasionally visiting the fields with his father, Ling Tianqi spent most of his time practicing in the dense forests of the mountains.
Chu Yao has never been here except for a few visits some time ago. Maybe she feels that there is really nothing to talk about with Ling Tianqi.
Under the pressure of his parents, Ling Tianqi went to Chu Yao's house several times a month. The two of them spent most of their time walking in the mountains and forests chatting.
There was no substantial progress in the relationship between the two, and it was still as lukewarm as before.
After communicating for nearly three years, the two still had not developed a relationship, which made Ling Zhongyu anxious.
Seeing his son growing up day by day, he must let something happen between Ling Tianqi and Chu Yao.
Otherwise, if the Chu family breaks off the engagement or is unwilling to marry Ling Tianqi, where will he find a wife for his son?
Three months ago, Ling Zhongyue saw that his son had actually broken through the first level of Qi training stage. In excitement, he handed Ling Tianqi a wooden box left by his ancestors that only the head of the Ling family could open.
He also told Ling Tianqi to study the books and Taoism in it carefully when he went back, and to go to him if there was anything he didn't understand.
Ling Tianqi nodded repeatedly, picked up a large wooden box, and returned to the room to study it.
This research took half a month, and he also had a certain understanding of the monastic world in Tianfang Continent.
The ancestors of the Ling family didn't leave much behind, and after selling off over the years, there was even less left.
Even though the wooden box was one foot high and half a foot wide, when Ling Tianqi opened it, he was extremely disappointed.
There were only a few books on the first floor of the wooden box, but nothing else.
Ling Tianqi was extremely depressed after reading the contents of the book. Those words were simply some "cultivation knowledge" that his father told him on weekdays, and they were the most basic common sense of cultivation.
However, there was a strong barrier on the second level. Ling Tianqi had the cultivation level of mid-stage Gong Ji and could easily remove it.
In the second level, there is a mid-level magic weapon and a few scattered talismans. Those talismans are also at the elementary level and do not have much value.
None of these things aroused Ling Tianqi's excitement. What made him excited was that there was a tattered book in the box.
The book was indeed in tatters, with a few pages missing, but Ling Tian read it with gusto when he held it in his hands.
The cultivation method in Tianfang Continent is similar to that in the previous life. They absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and circulate it in the meridians to generate true power. However, the Taoist techniques used are different. The Taoist skills in the previous life were relatively simple. They almost all used magical weapons to kill. There were no spells, talismans or formations.
The Taoism in Tianfang Continent can be said to be ever-changing, and you can practice it as long as you have the appropriate secrets.
Of course, almost everyone practices Taoism with one main discipline and two auxiliary ones. Not all Taoisms can be practiced at the same time.
This broken book only introduced the cultivation methods and experiences from the Qi training stage to the Xuanzhao stage, but did not mention a word about the subsequent cultivation methods.
Perhaps the ancestor's cultivation level was not high, and his strength was at the lower end of the cultivation world. Of course, he didn't leave anything of value behind.
Ling Tianqi was greatly disappointed after reading the torn books. He originally wanted to find something valuable to improve his rest, but now it seems that it was all in vain.
Thinking of this, Ling Tianqi felt depressed. He was about to put the book in his hand and throw it away in the box, but was surprised to find that the last page of the book was thicker than other papers.
"Hey!" Driven by curiosity, Ling Tianqi didn't care that this was a relic of his ancestors, and carefully tore the last page from the corner.
After tearing open the cover, a sparkling talisman was revealed inside. Ling Tianqi couldn't help but cursed inwardly. Is it necessary to make a broken talisman so mysterious?
After getting the talisman, Ling Tianqi knew that his previous idea was wrong. The other talismans in the box did not glow at all, and the lines on them were also different.
If this isn't a spell, what is it?
Ling Tianqi suddenly felt suffocated and murmured in disbelief: "Could this be a talisman?"
Talisman treasures are extremely precious on the Tianfang Continent and can only be made by ascetics who have reached the golden elixir stage.
To make a talisman, you not only need to use the real talisman as a guide, but also input the true power in your body into the talisman. It can be said to be a very labor-intensive production method.
After the talisman is made, the user can ignore the cultivation level, and even ascetics who have just reached the first level of Qi training can use it easily.
It is precisely because of this benefit that when those ascetics feel that the end is approaching and they cannot advance to another level, they will make talismans to leave some life-saving means for future generations.
Talismans are much more powerful than magical weapons, and it is generally difficult for top-level magic weapons to defeat talismans.
Having a talisman is equivalent to having a life-saving trump card. As long as you don't meet a cultivator above the Xuanzhao stage, you can easily defeat the opponent.
The talisman is engraved with a soaring goshawk. The goshawk is lifelike and its eyes are sharp, as if it will burst out of the talisman at any time.
"Weird!" Ling Tianqi looked at the talisman and said in confusion, "According to the book, isn't the pattern on the talisman the prototype of the original magic weapon? Could it be that the magic weapons in this world are different from those in the past? The difference is, can monsters also be cultivated into magic weapons?"
At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps. Ling Tianqi quickly stuffed the talisman into the middle of his clothes, then squatted down and played with several magic weapons in the box.
With a "squeak", the door of the room opened, and Ling Zhongyu walked in. Seeing his son playing with some scraps of metal, he said, "Tian Qi! Do you see what's going on?"
Ling Tianqi put a cup-shaped magic weapon in his hand and played with it, and said, "I don't see anything, but this cup is quite nice. I'll use it for drinking tea from now on."
The cup is completely blue, and there are several strange symbols engraved on the cup, which adds a bit of simplicity to the cup out of thin air.
Ling Zhongyu felt a cold sweat. This magical weapon used by ascetics was actually used by you to drink tea. If those cultivators knew about it, I wonder if they would come and kill people.
However, now they are the only father and son in the room, so there is no need to worry about it spreading.
Ling Zhongyu smiled slightly, motioned to Ling Tianqi to put down the magic weapon in his hand first, and said: "Tianqi, you haven't been to Chu Yao's house for a while!"
Ling Tianqi reluctantly put the cup in the box, nodded and said, "It's been a few months."
"Don't you miss her?" Ling Zhongyu felt his heart skip a beat when he saw his son's lack of interest. If such a beautiful girl is not attracted, is there something wrong with his sexual orientation?
Chu Yao is indeed beautiful, especially after the age of ten. Every year, her beauty will increase by three points. After the age of fifteen, she is already a great beauty known far and wide. During this period, countless people went to Chu Dongyang's house to propose marriage. A group of people came almost every few days. Sometimes when two parties meet, they even fight.
Ling Tianqi also heard his father mention these things, but he never took them to heart. After all, Chu Yao was just a little girl, so there was no need to worry about them all day long.
At this time, Ling Tianqi felt his head swell when he heard his father mention this matter again. Although his father had not yet explained the purpose of his visit, he had an idea in his mind, "Father, this..." He moved his mouth for a long time, but he didn't know what to do. To explain clearly. You can’t say that I have been practicing hard during this period!
Since entering the middle stage of Gongji, Ling Tianqi obviously felt that the speed of cultivation had slowed down. If he practiced at this speed, it would be difficult to break through again. For this reason, he entered into crazy practice. Except for eating and going to the ground, he spent almost all the rest of his time in practice.
Ling Tianqi wanted to see if crazy training could make his strength improve faster.
Just like this, Ling Tianqi completely forgot about Chu Yao. If Ling Zhongyu hadn't reminded him, he would have almost forgotten his promise to visit Chu Yao once a month.
Ling Zhongyu smiled slightly, breaking Ling Tianqi's embarrassment, and said: "It's okay, I'm here too. It's been windy and rainy almost every day for the past two months, and the road is muddy. You're busy practicing again, so it's okay to forget. It was sunny yesterday, and the road I’ve done some work, so you should go over and see her! Cultivate your relationship more, and arrange your marriage in May this year.”
"Is it... going to be done this year?" Ling Tianqi opened his mouth and lost his voice. He had known for a long time that the marriage would be earlier, but he did not expect it to be so early. After all, he would not be eighteen years old next year.
"Why, is it early?" Ling Zhongyu's face darkened, and he said with some dissatisfaction, "Don't push back. Sooner or later, this day will come. It's better to go earlier, so that your mother and I can get our grandson earlier."
"I don't know if it's a son or a daughter! I'm just thinking about having a grandson now. Isn't it too early?" Ling Tianqi muttered in a low voice. Seeing his father looking at him angrily, he quickly changed the subject, "What father said is, I will go to Chujia Village now to find Chu Yao."
After leaving the room, Ling Tianqi took a deep breath. The look in his father's eyes was so terrifying, as if he wished he could get married now.
