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Chapter 670: Promoted to the seventh rank, spiritual energy changes! [Please give me a monthly ticket! ]

"Lian Zhou?"

Inside the carriage, facing the old man with a smile and closed eyes, the usually cold girl in palace clothes now had a flushed face, looked a little absent-minded, and murmured.

A few strands of hair slid down onto the forehead of this young girl who was recognized as a genius in the Yin-Yang school within the Imperial Observatory.

She immediately lowered her head and wrote down the seven-character poem she had just written in a small notebook.

Then, he bit his index finger and drew a sloppy red circle on the two ink characters "Lian Zhou".

In the silent carriage, Rong Zhen was breathing slightly.

What happened within an incense stick of time was too dazzling. The same was true of the six pieces of music played during the tour of Mount Kuanglu. If you missed them, you would have missed them. The old musician only played them once. It depends on her luck...

A little exciting.

Even though Rongzhen is in a good mood, she rarely encounters such an urgent and powerless situation.

The degree of energy consumption is only slightly less than making her face an unexpected situation with the owner of the Butterfly Love Flower.

Music, chess, calligraphy and painting were not her forte.

Apart from the calligraphy required for drafting imperial edicts, Rong Zhen had never learned such things since he was a child in the Imperial Observatory, in the palace, and by the side of His Majesty. These were inferior jobs done by poets and musicians to please His Majesty.

In fact, she is the one who least needs to try to please His Majesty.

On the contrary, it is this kind of cold and frosty character who does not understand human nature and does not play tricks on people, which makes His Majesty particularly appreciate and like him.

But who would have known that one day the practice of cultivation would be linked to this little path.

He glanced at the skinny, hunched old musician in front of him who was resting with his eyes closed. Rong Zhen, who had always looked down upon his peers in the palace and even in Luoyang in terms of cultivation, and who would only look at the monsters in the Taoist temple in Zhongnan Mountain, felt a little frustrated.

Why is it that the sword technique of this swordsman Juemai does not follow any routine? It is all based on understanding, not skill.

At this moment, Rong Zhen suddenly remembered the words of the old musician praising Ouyang Lianghan not long ago, that he was very spiritual and insightful, learned things quickly, and was very thoughtful.

Rong Zhen lowered her head and glanced at the small notebook he left for her. Her eyes moved away from the seven-character quatrain she had just written and moved forward. It was also her handwriting. There were only two and a half poems in the notebook, which was far from enough.

Rong Zhen only had time to keep these six pieces that the old musician had just played in sequence.

But in fact, since the end of the first song, Rong Zhen had already accepted his fate, knowing that he could not remember the whole thing.

So she just tried her best to write down what she could remember, the more the better.

Moreover, this was not recorded for herself.

Rong Zhen held the small notebook in her delicate hands, slightly clenched a corner of the paper, lifted the curtain, and looked back at the back of the carriage.

There was no sign of Ouyang Lianghan's carriage, and only the tall, dark shadow of the city wall remained in the distant night.

The carriage she and the old musician were riding in had already passed through the west gate. Ouyang Lianghan's carriage should have just stopped at the city gate to say goodbye.

Rong Zhen was concentrating on listening to the old musician playing the piano for a while, and he and the carriage had disappeared.

Rong Zhen suddenly turned his head and asked:

"Old senior, can't you play it again? I... I am a little stupid and it is really hard for me to remember. I can choose a day to play it again, just this once. It would be even better if you can... let me bring Ouyang Lianghan along."

The old musician shook his head:
“The truth cannot be passed on lightly, and the Dharma cannot be sold cheaply. Sometimes, the more you obtain something by chance, the more you will remember it. This is called fate.

"It's like you want to listen to this song with Governor Ouyang, who has a high level of understanding and spirituality, but he has always been there before, but he is not here tonight. This is also destined by fate. Why force it?

"Corresponding to fate, there is a word in Buddhism called attachment to appearances. Rong girl, you are attached to appearances. The more you want something, the harder it is to get it. On the contrary, if it doesn't matter, you can get everything.

"If you want to become a true swordsman, the most basic level, also the very beginning level, is to use a sword to break the image in your mind. Only by breaking this image and this obsession can you enter this unique vein.

"All sword wielders are like this. The senior was like this, I am like this, and the Butterfly Love Flower owner you have always hated must be like this. The moment they became sword wielders, they all cut off the obsession in their hearts with great sorrow, indifference, or great joy. If they don't cut off this obsession, how can they wield the sword?

“Even if you don’t want to be a swordsman like me who follows the traditional path, you still need to overcome this hurdle.

“Rong girl, I am not deliberately making things difficult for you, nor am I deliberately not telling you that I have played Emperor Wen’s sword tactics and music. I am just seeing the impatience and impetuousness in your heart beneath your indifferent appearance, so I want to wait a little longer until you are no longer attached to it.

"However, it seems that the opportunity has not yet arrived, and you are not ready. If you play it again, the ending will still be the same. You want to bring Ouyang Lianghan here because you want to be more prepared, but how much preparation should be done to be considered fully prepared?

“Even if you memorize all six pieces of music, and have me or a skilled musician play them day and night, and the six pieces linger in your ears, you still won’t be able to hear the music coming from afar.

“On the contrary, it was just a sudden inspiration that I played just now. The timing was just right, but it’s a pity that no one seized the opportunity.

"That's all I have to say, Rong girl, go back and think about it."

The old musician suddenly smiled;
"Of course, if you can ask the Saint of Luoyang to personally order me to play it a hundred times, I will obey your order. I still have to listen to the Saint's words, but this is not what you want."

Rong Zhen seemed to be in deep thought.

Soon, the old musician left.

At the entrance of Xunyang Grottoes, Rong Zhen suddenly turned around and looked towards the direction of Xunyang City in the distance.

Where is that kid!
Why is he in such a hurry to go back?

Rong Zhen's eyebrows were raised, she was holding a xylophone, tightly clutching a small notebook, and wearing a light purple dress, she walked into the deep night.

There is a bright moon in the distance, hanging quietly above Xunyang City.

……

The carriage we were in had already turned back to the city and was heading towards Xunyang Tower.

Away from the west city gate, the carriages of Rong Zhen, the old musician and others were getting farther and farther away.

Ali was driving diligently and didn't notice anything unusual in the rear compartment. At most, he thought the piano music that just echoed in the night was a little nice...

Ouyang Rong didn't have the energy to care about Ali's driving.

Before leaving the West City Gate, he heard the special ending of the song, like the lingering sound in the beams, lingering in his ears.

It is the real "aftersound".

The old musician's piano music is long gone.

However, Ouyang Rong heard an inexplicable sound of a piano.

It was different from the song the old musician had played, yet it seemed familiar. He felt it was particularly intimate and familiar, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

The sound of the piano still echoes in my ears.

It seems to come from far away, but it is farther than far away.

It's like some kind of void that ignores time, space, scale and distance.

But the sound of the piano is not complete, it stops abruptly somewhere, and something is missing.

Yes, it is missing.

It is the sound of a fragment of a piano piece.

Ouyang Rong felt as if his heart was tickled, and he licked his lips with a dry mouth.

Which piece is missing?

He began to ponder...

Inside the carriage, Ouyang Rong stood motionless, like a statue.

It was obvious that his Dantian had been reborn, and the spiritual energy in his body had completely changed from blue to red, but he still had a frown on his face and his mind was wandering in the sky.

The sound of the piano is so far away that one can't tell whether it comes from the past, the present, or the future?
Ouyang Rong's thoughts followed the sound of the piano farther and farther away.

Until a certain moment.

"Kick-kick--!"

Under Ouyang Rong's butt, the piano-shaped sword case in the empty seat was trembling.

He suddenly woke up, bent down to hold down the shaking guitar case, and let out a long breath.

so close.

Ouyang Rong reacted belatedly.

[Jiangzuo] noticed his abnormality, and his thoughts were almost dragged into nothingness by this sword technique that was similar to the "sound of the piano", like a traveler lost in the wilderness, who might never come back.

Ouyang Rong took a deep breath and comforted [Craftsman].

The [Craftsmanship] in the box immediately became excited.

The newly transformed red spiritual energy in the body was injected into [Craftsmanship], and the little guy was obviously more excited.

"Seventh rank?" Ouyang Rong murmured to himself.

He closed his eyes and looked inward again.

Feeling the new red aura, it was confirmed without a doubt that it was of the seventh grade.

But this seventh-grade cultivation is a bit strange.

Apart from the new reaction of [Craftsmanship], Ouyang Rong did not notice any other obvious improvements.

Especially on the Taoist priest's side, Ouyang Rong tried to mobilize his muscles and other abilities, and found that the improvement was not significant. The improvement brought by the red spiritual energy was not a leap forward.

And no new seventh-grade abilities appeared.

Ouyang Rong thought about it for a while and roughly figured it out.

This time, he suddenly heard the sword technique and was promoted to the seventh rank, but it was not a complete promotion ceremony.

First, the sword techniques needed for the sword wielder to advance his Dao Meridian.

The piano music that represents the unknown sword technique is an incomplete piano piece.

Secondly, the ceremony required for the advancement of the Taoist lineage of the alchemists was not performed.

The incomplete sword technique can only be considered half of a sword technique, just like when Ouyang Rong comprehended the true meaning of [Craftsmanship] and entered the eighth level through it. He can only enter this level, but before the other half of the sword technique is completed, he cannot continue to improve his spiritual energy cultivation and will always be fixed at the entry stage of the eighth level.

As for this time, why was he able to skip a ceremony and directly break through the bottleneck of the eighth level and enter the new seventh level just by relying on sword techniques?

It might be related to the fact that Ouyang Rong had been accumulating energy at the eighth level for too long.

At that time, Ouyang Rong achieved the eighth level of perfection by virtue of the dual cultivation with the embroiderer.

This means that practicing dual cultivation can promote each other.

Later, Ouyang Rong and Xiu Niang practiced dual cultivation several more times, but Ouyang Rong remained at the eighth level of great perfection, stuck at the door to the seventh level, and had not crossed the threshold in the middle.

But even though he was blocked at the door, the spiritual energy accumulated from the dual cultivation was like a reservoir, accumulating at the door and blocked by the gate.

Now, with the help of the incomplete sword technique, the door between the eighth and seventh grades has opened a gap.
The water in the "pool" naturally flowed into it, and Ouyang Rong took advantage of the situation to improve his quality.

Ouyang Rong was thoughtful.

In addition, although the swordsman has reached the seventh level of Dao Meridian, he has not comprehended any new magical powers of the Ding Sword.

This is easy to guess, because if it is not a complete sword technique, how can one learn the Dingjian magical power?
It’s just that the sorcerer’s Taoism has not improved, which is a bit strange.

Ouyang Rong pondered it again, and finally realized:

The sacrificial ceremony should be a promotion requirement for the alchemist's lineage.

I had overlooked this before, and simply thought that the sacrificial ceremony was only to provide surging spiritual energy to help him leap into a new realm, and I was not sure whether it was a hard and fast condition for the advancement of the Taoist priest's Dao lineage.

Because he had no other convenient way to improve his spiritual energy in the past, every time he broke through, he relied on the surging spiritual energy provided by the sacrificial ceremony to make a breakthrough in one go.

Whether it is possible to break through the realm by relying on normal accumulation of spiritual energy has never been tested.

This time, Ouyang Rong had one more way to improve his cultivation... The complementary yin and yang with the embroiderer indirectly verified this point.

The "pool of spiritual energy" accumulated through dual cultivation gave him a direct push, allowing him to step into the seventh-grade gate with both feet, even though he had not completed the sacrificial ceremony.

In fact, it is not Ouyang Rong's fault that he did not follow the rules and practice spiritual energy in a down-to-earth manner. He meditated and practiced for two and a half hours every night, unless there was an emergency.

Ye Weilai occasionally complained that he worked too hard, but with only two and a half hours, it was still not enough.

This is because practicing Taoism is too complicated.

Take Junior Sister Xie Lingjiang as an example.

She is the leader among the young Confucian scholars of this generation in Bailudong Academy, the jewel of the Xie family of Chenjun, and her talent is much higher than Ouyang Rong.

However, the time she spent on reading, meditating and practicing every day was still no less than six hours.

Although Xie Lingjiang is gentle and tolerant towards his senior brother, he is very strict with himself.

After leaving Longcheng County and coming to Xunyang City, Xie Lingjiang stayed in Xunyang Palace. In addition to protecting the safety of the palace, he also wanted to practice meditation.

Even now, with the help of her senior brother Ouyang Rong, the resources of the Confucian Academy and the Five Surnames and Seven Families, and with the help of the little Mo Jing's unique guidance, she has become a sixth-rank sage at the young age of less than 20.

But Xie Lingjiang still did not stop.

After entering the sixth rank, even though the fifth rank is still a long way off, he still dared not relax.

Apart from occasionally accompanying Li Guoer to poetry gatherings and visiting Aunt Zhen at the Huaiye Lane mansion every two days to have dinner and "see" the senior brother, she spent almost all of her time in the palace practicing, meditating even when she slept.

Ouyang Rong was busy with official duties, so she didn't follow him much. She just took some time out to check on him within the limits that Ouyang Rong didn't mind.

Now that the Buddha is about to land, Ouyang Rong often goes to Xunyang Grottoes, and she no longer goes there every time to stand guard like she did before...

Anyway, even Xie Lingjiang, who is at the top of the talent list, has to practice like this, which shows how difficult it is to refine Qi.

Don’t be fooled by the fact that they have good grades. Besides thinking faster than you, they are also better at doing things.

Looking at Ouyang Rong on the other hand, two and a half hours a day is not enough at all, and he has an ordinary physique. It is simply a pipe dream for him to rely on his own practice to break through.

However, Ouyang Rong was the governor of Jiangzhou and was busy with official duties. He could not take a leave like Yuan Huaimin did and focus on cultivation.

The two are bound to conflict.

This is also the reason why many Qigong practitioners choose to live in seclusion and in the mountains. There is no time in the mountains, and one can really get addicted to practicing Qigong.

After entering the secular world and being involved in worldly disputes, the time for cultivation will inevitably be shortened, unless one encounters a bottleneck and goes down the mountain to prove the truth...

Hence the extremely difficult sacrificial ritual and the newly discovered dual cultivation method.

Ouyang Rong used it.

Breaking away from introspection, he summed up.

His current cultivation level is that of a seventh-grade swordsman, and he has not yet mastered the new magical power of the Ding Sword. His Taoist lineage as a sorcerer is still at the eighth-grade, at least their abilities are similar, but he is unable to master the new abilities of the Taoist lineage as a sorcerer.

But it's not a big problem.

Such an incomplete seventh-grade item is not without its benefits.

The transition from the eighth grade to the seventh grade is a big hurdle.

As long as you can cross it, the incomplete seventh-grade that remains motionless at the entrance of the seventh-grade is also the seventh-grade!

It's red aura.

Compared with the blue aura, it is a qualitative change.

It is a huge gap between middle-grade and low-grade products.

The ability of the alchemist's Taoism may not be greatly improved.

However, the abilities of the sword-wielding Dao Meridian, such as "Returning Home" and "Origin and Emptiness" and other Dingjian magical powers, are enhanced by the blessing of the seventh-grade red spiritual energy of the sword-wielding Dao Meridian...

A smile appeared on Ouyang Rong's lips.

An unexpected surprise.

at this time.

"Sir, it's here."

Ali's respectful voice came from outside.

Ouyang Rong came to his senses.

He lifted the car curtain and looked at Xunyang Tower outside.

Yan Liulang was waiting at the door. When he saw him arrive, he greeted him with great vigor.

"Mingfu."

Yan Liulang jumped down three steps in one step, leaned close to Ouyang Rong's ear, and lowered his voice:
"Master Xie hasn't arrived yet. The girl is going out and needs time to dress up. How about you go up first?"

Ouyang Rong looked at the blue-robed constable who winked at him and nodded slightly.

He put away his sword case, straightened his clothes, got out of the car and went upstairs.

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