I have a little bit of talent

"Father, your daughter doesn't want to leave your side either."

Qin Rushu's idea obviously came to him suddenly, and even Qin Qianqian, who was standing beside him, was stunned, and then she spoke out in opposition.

Ever since she received the martial arts instruction from Fang Mu and successfully entered the upper realm of spirit training, her soul cultivation has been steadily improving during this period of time. Gradually, she is on the verge of achieving the soul realm. Qin Rushu, who had been anxious about her marriage, suddenly changed his attitude and no longer interfered in her marriage forcibly.

Therefore, she had a very comfortable time during this period, playing the piano and practicing all day long. Apart from missing Fang Mu a little in her heart, she was quite free.

The capital city is tens of thousands of miles away from Dushan City. If she goes to the academy to study, it will not be possible to see her father in a short time. Thinking of this, she is naturally reluctant.

"Qianqian, with your current level of cultivation, your father can't give you much guidance. The academy is a sacred place for Confucianism. If you practice in it, you will definitely become a master in the future. You may even have the hope of achieving the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top of the Head. You have to go!"

Faced with his beloved daughter's opposition, Qin Rushu broke away from his usual friendly attitude and became unusually serious in his tone.

"Silly boy, what are you thinking? Fang Zheng and the Sixth Princess are already married, and Fang Mu will definitely be there for the wedding. Won't you be able to see that boy?"

Qin Qianqian curled her lips and was about to refute when Qin Rushu's voice suddenly rang in her mind again. It was the rumor that was not heard by Fang Zheng and Xie Cheng, the master and disciple.

As soon as these words were spoken, Qin Qianqian's worry turned into joy, and she agreed with a smile.

"Okay, I'll listen to my father. Brother Fang, you wouldn't mind a girl like me getting in the way, would you?"

"Well... well, since Qianqian doesn't mind the hardship of the journey, just follow me back to the capital."

Seeing Qin Qianqian made her attitude clear and forced him with words, Fang Zheng had no choice but to agree with a helpless smile.

"But we are traveling light, without any carriage or horse, so I'm afraid Sister Qianqian will have to endure some hardship."

Xie Cheng, who was still holding out hope, turned pale, forced a smile, and said:

"That's great. Sister Qianqian will have a companion with us, so we won't be bored on the way."

If his little hands had not been still tightly pulling at the corner of Fang Zheng's clothes, tearing them slightly out of shape, and his voice was not trembling, Qin Qianqian would have really believed what he said.

"That's settled then. I'll go get ready and we'll set off tomorrow!"

Qin Qianqian pinched Xie Cheng's face, then turned around and left with a smile on her face, preparing to go back to her room to pack some necessary items for the journey.

"Teacher, how about we go away secretly tonight."

Seeing the woman in red disappear from his sight, Xie Cheng dared to stick his head out, rubbed his face that was pinched so hard, and whispered softly to Fang Zheng.

"Hahaha."

But although his voice was low, it could not be hidden from Qin Rushu. He also couldn't help laughing at Xie Cheng's behavior.

"I've already promised, so I can't go back on my word."

Fang Zheng touched Xie Cheng's head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. He scolded him but was muttering something in his heart.

"Can I sneak away tonight?"

…………

On the first day of December in the twenty-third year of Changlong in the Great Zhou Dynasty, at Qingxu Peak.

Time passed quietly as Fang Mu continued to practice hard. In a cave not far from the top of Qingxu Peak, Fang Mu was still sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed. If it were not for the long breathing sounds and the dull heartbeats as thick as a bell every few minutes, Fang Mu would look like a corpse to anyone.

Even with the formation blocking it, the cave, which was originally clean and tidy, was covered with a layer of dust over the past month and a half, but it was dispersed by Fang Mu's dull and strong heartbeat. There was a thick layer of dust on the ground and the wooden table. Only the wooden bed where he sat cross-legged was still clean and tidy. Although there was dust falling, it was swept away by the invisible true energy outside his body in the next moment.

Since coming out of the Tianbei space, Fang Mu has been in seclusion for more than a month. During this period, he has not eaten a single grain of rice or drunk a single drop of water. He is completely immersed in endless practice.

At this moment, his body was much stronger than a month ago. His skin was as white as jade under his clothes, and the tendons under his skin were emitting green light, shining brightly. His muscles were stretched and relaxed in moderation, and his heartbeat brought blood to flow like a river flowing into the sea! The bone marrow changed from the original golden light to green jade, like the finest green jade marrow, as heavy as lead and mercury!

And because of the movement of the acupoints, his Qi sea, which was originally empty, was now filled with infinite colorless and invisible true Qi, swirling and rippling, floating up and down, and changing endlessly with his mind. It was like the vast sky, destroying demons and monsters, like the blazing sun in the sky, burning all things, like deep sea ice, freezing the heaven and earth, and finally it turned into invisible true Qi, stirring up the Qi sea!

After nearly two months of hard training, Fang Mu finally cultivated this innate good fortune Qi, and made it grow stronger and stronger, so that it spread throughout the sea of ​​​​qi. The quantity is no less than the original Haoran Zhengang, and the quality is far superior. It has the power of good fortune!

With an endless supply of Hun Yuan Qi, supplemented by an almost innate state of supreme primordial spirit, and the constant stimulation of the true meaning of creation, Fang Mu has now reached the state of great success in Qi training again!

"The innate Qi of creation is indeed miraculous. The combination of essence and Qi is actually just Qi, not Gang Qi."

Sensing the invisible true energy rolling in his sea of ​​​​qi, a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of Fang Mu's mouth.

The innate Qi of creation was created by the Taoist Qingwei, the highest of the Three Pure Ones. It can only be cultivated by pushing the Qi of Hunyuan with the true intention of opening the sky. The quality of the Qi was far beyond Fang Mu's imagination. Even if the essence and Qi were united, the Qi could not be transformed into Gang, and it was still invisible.

However, in terms of power, the innate creation true qi is indeed much stronger than the haoran true qi, and it has the ability to change its properties at will, so it can exert its full effect no matter what environment it is in.

Not being able to cultivate Qi into Gang does not mean that you cannot transform three into two. It is just that the quality of the innate Qi is too high, so there is no need to form Gang. At this moment, Fang Mu has completely completed the three steps of the Grandmaster Realm: the combination of essence and Qi, the combination of Qi and spirit, and the combination of essence and spirit! The realm of Dharma is complete, and he can enter the realm of Grandmaster at any time.

"I have already reached the limit of the Grandmaster realm. If I were to face the incarnation of the Qingwei Patriarch on the last level of the Heavenly Monument Space again, would I be able to fight?"

After cultivating the innate true qi of creation and making great progress in his cultivation, Fang Mu couldn't help but think of the incarnation of Qingwei Patriarch. He tried to compare them, but finally shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Forget it. The ancestor has transformed into an innate Taoist body. Even if I can fight him, I am definitely not his opponent. At most, I can last longer. It is meaningless."

Even if it was just a Grandmaster level innate Dao body, he could not touch it. Even if he improved his cultivation and broke through to the Grandmaster level or even the Three Flower level, he still could not break through the defense of the innate Dao body. At most, he would be in a situation where he could neither win nor lose, and it would still be difficult for him to pass the test of the last level of the Heavenly Monument.

"There must be a way. Otherwise, when the Qingwei Patriarch forged the Xuanmen Heavenly Stele, he only left 20 layers. Why did he use his own incarnation to evolve the chaos and add this 21st layer?"

Fang Mu pondered over this question for a long time but could not find an answer. He just thought that his cultivation was not enough after all and it was difficult for him to understand Taoist Qingwei's thoughts.