Chapter Eighty-Seven: Cultivating Qi Six Layers

  "Brother, how can you be like this..."

  Ning Feng was stunned and remained motionless until Shen Zhaoxuan's figure disappeared into the distance, unable to react, with a sense of disillusionment.

  "Tsk, tsk, tsk. Even someone as esteemed as Shifu would participate in this gamble. The betting craze in this temple is getting a bit too intense."

  Ning Feng shook his head and pinched the Qingling Jade Token, also walking out from the gap in the formation.

  "I wonder how much they've bet, is it worth losing face to come and watch?"

  He walked out in confusion, but thinking that Shen Zhaoxuan had come to inquire about the news and placed a bet, it wasn't hard to understand what those people were doing.

  As soon as he came out of the building, Ning Feng's scalp tightened, feeling that several sharp gazes were converging on him, giving him a feeling of being stripped bare even through his clothes.

  "Not good."

  Ning Feng withdrew at a speed as swift as thunder, and the next moment, there was a loud noise outside, with countless people shouting for him to come out.

  What is the same school of thought, what is the order of age, what belongs to the same clan, what is the same hometown relationship, Ning Feng does not believe a single word.

  "This is to test my cultivation..."

  Ning Feng finally understood that Shen Zhaoxuan's elaborate plan was not unnecessary, and if he really wanted to leave, he would have a feeling of being "killed by gaze".

  "Never mind, I'll just quietly stay at home for half a month."

  Ning Feng completely gave up the idea of going out and turned around to head towards the quiet room.

  He had taken no more than two steps when he suddenly stopped in his tracks.

  "Wait a minute, it seems like this could work..."

  Suddenly, a flash of inspiration seemed to have grasped something, and his eyebrows furrowed in deep thought, afraid that the inspiration would slip away through his fingers.

  One breath, two breaths, three breaths...

  More than a dozen breaths passed, and the outside noise subsided. The sharp light in Ning Feng's eyes gradually brightened.

  "Feasible!"

  He made a decision in an instant. He turned around and headed towards the outside of Shuiyun, his footsteps firm and without any hesitation as before.

  "It's out, it's out."

  "Is this Ning Feng?"

  "Is he the successor of the contemporary Sun Tzu?"

  "This is also too... weak!"

  "Three layers of Qi refinement? How can this cultivation be bet on?"

  “……”

  Ning Feng's mouth twitched with anger. In his heart, he shouted: "What is too weak? Hey, why can't I place a bet?"

  "Wait, can I bet on myself?"

  He was still lost in thought and distracted. The comments below were still pouring in, each one piercing his ears.

  "I heard it was Tianyunzi's Master Shibo who made him come down from the mountain to gain experience and delayed his cultivation."

  "There's only half a month left, and the gap in cultivation is too big. He has no chance."

  "It's also uncertain, isn't the Sun Scripture supposed to be the most fundamental and supreme scripture among the nine scriptures and thirteen transformations?"

  "What's the big deal, Chen Xiwei and other disciples who were in front of him are said to be able to enter the late stage of Qi refining within half a month, and those in the middle stage are even more numerous, their realm is overwhelming, with just one move they can defeat ten people."

  "It's over, it's over. Half a month isn't enough."

  The wind was blowing in the midst of everyone's gaze, under the scrutiny of dozens of eyes, and it just froze for a few breaths. In an instant, the crowd below dispersed with a shout, leaving only two or three little cats hesitantly taking one step forward and turning their heads back three times.

  "Is that all?"

  Ning Feng blinked his eyes, and the situation was somewhat unexpected.

  "Let's just let the vassals come over and keep watch for now, who knows what the situation will be like in half a month, don't let the old horse lose its footing."

  "It's extreme, it's extreme, Brother Chen, these are words of an old and mature person."

  The last few people walked and talked, but their conversation did not escape Ning Feng's erect ears.

  "That's good."

  Ning Feng let out a sigh of relief, glad that he hadn't been taken advantage of for nothing.

  It can be seen that there will definitely be fewer people coming out of the water cloud in the future, but there will also be no shortage of people waiting for news, which is enough.

  The wind has reached its destination, turned around and walked away, thinking as it went:

  "I've clearly achieved my goal, isn't this exactly what I wanted?"

  "Why does it feel so uncomfortable in my heart?!"

  "You guys think I'm going to lose, don't you?"

  Ning Feng's face sank as he returned to the quiet room, pouring spiritual energy into the Cang Ling Jade Tablet and closing the formation.

  "Rumble, rumble, rumble... Rumble, rumble, rumble..."

  Essence collides, stirring up air currents like anger, yet also like a gentle breeze.

  "Even if they have family support and an abundance of spiritual medicine, without distractions in their heart, their cultivation will advance by leaps and bounds. What then?"

  "It will be clear in half a month."

  He was determined to make a big show of it and create a scene, which was exactly what he had intended all along.

  "Control your anger, endure in silence, and wait for a better tomorrow."

  "Show off, show off again, all for the sake of showing off."

  Ning Feng took deep breaths, telling himself to calm down, and after a long time, he finally calmed down, sank his heart, and entered the Nine Apertures Stone Realm.

  Before him, two pools of golden water, rippling and shining softly, gentle as a comfort.

  "I want: Guide the breath into the body, unblock the meridians, and cultivate the breath to restore the spirit!"

  The sound of the wind, in the nine orifices stone, thundered and reverberated, the golden water in the pool visibly lowered its water level...

  ……

  In the following ten or more days, various messages were circulating among the nine peaks of the Temple of the Sun God.

  The first one is Tianyun Peak's Sun Law, which was passed down to Ningfeng in this generation. Unexpectedly, he only had a minor achievement in refining his Qi and basically withdrew from the first-line competition.

  At first, everyone was either indignant or sighed in frustration, or secretly criticized Tianyunzi for delaying his disciples, and so on.

  Later on, everyone's attention was gradually diverted by one small piece of news after another.

  "It's said that Tian Ze Peak, Chen Xiwei, the first place winner of this year's Spiritual Cleansing, has thoroughly refined the Lingering Seven Evening Ring with the help of the True Person in charge."

  "The treasure of Tianji Peak, granted the Tianji method: Eight Gates Golden Plate, calculating all existence and non-existence, dwelling in impermanence, formidable to an unbearable degree."

  "Zeng Zui Mo of Tian Xing Peak obtained the gift of Luo Tian's wings, like a tiger growing wings, like a sun crossing the sky."

  "Tian Yue Peak's..."

  “……”

  Apart from being ordered to lie in wait between the clouds and water, all the personally transmitted followers and fake younger brothers have almost completely forgotten Ning Feng.

  Ten whole days passed, and Ning Feng never stepped out of Shuiyunjian.

  Just as Shen Zhaoxuan and others who cared about him were secretly puzzled, ten days later, Ning Feng stepped out of the quiet room for the first time.

  "Boom!"

  "Hoo hoo hoo~~~Hoo hoo hoo~~~~"

  First a loud rumble, then a howling of spiritual energy, rising and swirling into a visible vortex that shoots up to the sky.

  This sudden movement startled everyone in and out of Shuixingjian, who were all listless, lacking energy, and self-pitying.

  Dozens of eyes converged on Shuiyunjian, outside the quiet room and building.

  There, with the array method opening, the spiritual energy surged, and the scene of the wind rolling up the remaining clouds, set off a figure stretching out his waist and walking out.

  "Peaceful wind!"

  "He's out of the gate!"

  Everyone present was invigorated and looked back on the past with renewed spirit.

  These people's cultivation is almost none below the later stage of Qi refining, and they can easily judge the cultivation of the person in front of them.

  "Hiss~"

  Everyone gasped in unison, their mouths agape for a long time before they could close them again.

  Until Ning Feng stretched his waist, admired the scenery in the garden, and even teased the fish in the lake for a while, before calmly returning, they were all unable to come back to their senses.

  For a long time, everyone in the scene looked at each other in dismay, and they saw incredulity in each other's eyes. They then looked at the tightly closed building, their expressions changed.

  "I'm not seeing things, am I?"

  "The six layers of Qi refining have reached the peak, and it's only one step away from the later stage."

  "How did he practice in just ten days?"

  “……”

  These questions, they will never have answers.

  These people who were sent over to squat at the point naturally all understand Ning Feng's subtleties.

  He is neither a noble nor has wealth accumulated, his cultivation can only rely on hard work, how can he progress so rapidly?

  Whether it was Tian Yunzi or Shen Zhaoxuan, they could provide enough elixirs or spiritual jade as support, but those attached disciples, and even the ones who heard about it later and were so shocked that their jaws dropped, not one of them had thought of that.

  As for teachers and mentors, temporary differences in progress are unimportant; what matters most is solidifying the foundation.

  So, except for the young masters of aristocratic families who can get family support, at this stage, no one in the sect will give Lingyu and Dan medicine to Ningfeng, and his cultivation will be ruined.

  "Six layers of Qi training, merely ten days, this is too unbelievable."

  After all who witnessed it had no choice but to believe, the news spread like wildfire and soon reached every corner of the Temple of the Sun God.

  No matter whether they participated in the gamble or not, for the next four or five days, many people's ears were filled with news of Ning Feng.

  I don't know how many people are guessing that in five more days, Ning Feng's cultivation will reach what level and whether he can return to the ranks of the top contenders.

  Outside the misty clouds, it has become bustling again...

  No one knew that in the quiet room, Ning Feng's eyes were shining brightly, and a white light burst out from his body, three feet long, staring tightly at the flag on his knee.

  Above the head, crystal as a cover, can't block the starlight shining.

  Ning Feng raised his head and took a look at the sky, taking a deep breath: "It's about time!"