Chapter 132: Jiang Ye: Take my token and bring the person back!

"Two months ago... why was it exactly two months ago..."

Liu Yiyi's thoughts were in a mess at this moment, like a ball of thread tangled by a cat, which she couldn't sort out no matter what.

In those cold eyes of hers, a complex look of confusion and shock appeared rarely at this moment.

She suddenly remembered that chaotic night.

That night, the fire in Anxi County was soaring into the sky, and the sounds of killing and screaming were continuous.

The demons of the Qisha Sect broke through the city gate, and the refugees poured in like a tide, turning the small city where she had lived for more than ten years upside down.

Her family followed the Su family's team and escaped from the city through a secret passage, fleeing all the way, and experienced that thrilling bloody battle in the wilderness.

And in that chaotic battle, one person went missing.

Old Uncle Jiang, the gatekeeper.

Her father, Liu Qingshi, chased out like a madman, grabbed the fleeing refugees one by one to interrogate them, but couldn't ask anything.

In the end, he could only return to the team covered in blood and full of guilt.

A terrifying thought emerged from her mind uncontrollably...

That Elder Jiang who killed Gu Yang on Tai'an Mountain and used true qi to drive away the cold poison for her, that Elder Jiang who destroyed the Black Wind Stronghold and saved the Su family caravan...

Could it be...

"Impossible... absolutely impossible..."

Liu Yiyi muttered to herself, and even the rhythm of her breathing became a bit disordered, and a panic she had never had before appeared on her cold face.

She grew up watching Old Uncle Jiang, and the other party was clearly just a gatekeeper old man who had no strength to truss a chicken...

She remembered Old Uncle Jiang's aged face full of wrinkles, remembered his hunched spine and stumbling pace, remembered the way he was unconcerned with the world when he dozed off by the door.

How could such a person be an elder of the Embracing the Pill Realm.

However, how could there be such a coincidence in this world?

Wang Siyi on the side was completely confused; it was the first time she had seen such a strange look on Liu Yiyi's face.

That face, which was always as cold as frost, was now full of shock, confusion, suspicion...

"Xu Xu Shijie Yiyi, what are you thinking about?"

Wang Siyi's worried voice interrupted Liu Yiyi's thoughts, her eyes full of concern.

Liu Yiyi took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the chaotic thoughts in her mind, and that cold face slowly returned to its usual calm.

She shook her head slightly, her voice cold but carrying a bit of fatigue:

"Nothing... it's just trouble for you."

At the same time, she made up her mind to conduct a more in-depth investigation into this Elder Jiang.

At the same time.

Jiang Ye walked out of the Affairs Hall slowly.

He had transferred Zheng Feng's and Wen Yueyao's contribution points to his own token.

Zheng Feng's 30,000, Wen Yueyao's 10,000, plus his own original 20,000, totaled 60,000 contribution points.

Exchanging for two Qi-Nurturing Methods was just right.

Immediately after, he walked toward the Scripture Pavilion at a leisurely pace.

Stepping into the Scripture Pavilion, the light remained dim.

Jiang Ye looked up and saw that the person on duty today was still that middle-aged man in a green robe with a proper face, Zhou Bin.

He sat upright behind the desk, his spine straight, his hands folded on his knees, his gaze calm, like a stone statue.

"Elder Zhong hasn't returned yet..."

A flash of confusion flashed in Jiang Ye's heart.

That sharp-tongued Elder Zhong, although his temper was strange, had given him quite a few pointers.

It had been a while since he had seen him, and he actually missed him a bit.

However, he didn't ask, but walked to the desk unhurriedly, handed over his token, and said: "Elder Zhou, I want to exchange for two Qi-Nurturing Methods this time."

Hearing this, Zhou Bin, who was always peaceful, was slightly startled, and his expression finally had waves.

He looked up, sized Jiang Ye up with surprise, and a flash of inquiry flashed in those calm eyes.

A moment later, he asked curiously: "Is Elder Jiang planning to cultivate several types of true qi?"

Jiang Ye shook his head slightly, his expression normal, his tone indifferent: "How could this old man have such extravagant hopes? I just want to draw inferences from others and borrow some other Qi-Nurturing Methods to see if I can have some breakthroughs."

This was the rhetoric he had thought of long ago.

Hearing this, Zhou Bin didn't ask any more questions.

When cultivation hits a bottleneck, it is common to borrow other Qi-Nurturing Methods.

He nodded slightly and said in a peaceful voice: "Elder Jiang can just go upstairs to pick the Qi-Nurturing Methods."

Jiang Ye immediately walked upstairs.

The wooden stairs made a slight creaking sound under his feet, which was exceptionally clear in the quiet Scripture Pavilion.

He arrived at the second floor, walked straight to the bookshelf where the Qi-Nurturing Methods were placed, and scanned the rows of ancient manuals.

He picked for a long while, sometimes picking up a book to flip through a few pages, sometimes frowning and thinking, sometimes nodding slightly.

In the end, he took down two manuals from the bookshelf.

"Thick Earth Mountain-Suppressing Qi-Nurturing Method" and "Supreme White True Essence Qi-Nurturing Method".

When the sunset began to fall slowly.

Jiang Ye returned to the Tiankui Grass herb garden in the twilight.

He sat cross-legged on the open space of the herb garden and first opened the "Thick Earth Mountain-Suppressing Qi-Nurturing Method" to study it carefully.

Even the copied text carried a trace of heavy aura.

Every stroke was steady and powerful, like the veins of the earth, making people sink their hearts involuntarily.

This Qi-Nurturing Method is somewhat similar to the "Azure Wood Longevity Qi-Nurturing Method", belonging to the type that is simple to enter but harder to practice as you go.

At first, anyone can absorb a trace of earth qi from the earth, but as you go further, the earth qi required is more pure, and the deeper the understanding of the earth, the more difficult it is.

However, once practiced, the foundation is often deeper than that of martial artists of the same level, like the earth itself, heavy and unshakable.

Martial artists stand on the earth and guide earth qi into the body with breathing.

Stepping on yellow earth, heart sinking like stone, between one breath and one breath, synchronizing with the pulse of the earth.

If you go further, you can cultivate in deep mountains, caves, mineral veins, etc., and use the heaviness of mountains and rivers to nourish earth-attribute true qi.

The closer to the depths of the earth, the richer the earth qi, and the better the cultivation effect.

After Jiang Ye flipped through the entire Qi-Nurturing Method, he slowly closed his eyes and began to absorb earth qi from the earth according to the breathing method recorded in the manual.

Soon, he felt wisps of pale yellow earth energy from the earth under his feet, following his breathing, pouring into his body from the bubbling well acupoint on the soles of his feet.

The earth qi was warm and heavy, like soil dried by the sun, carrying a sense of peace of mind.

They flowed slowly upward along the meridians, unimpeded all the way, and finally fell into the dantian, coexisting with the other three-colored true qi.

Since cultivating three types of true qi, and then cultivating this fourth type of true qi, Jiang Ye finally felt that the difficulty of cultivation had indeed increased a lot.

The space in the dantian seemed to become more crowded, with four strands of true qi occupying one side each; although they did not conflict, they were no longer as relaxed and free as before.

Every time he guided earth qi into the body, it required more mental effort to let them find their place in the dantian.

No wonder others cultivate two types of true qi and may be unable to make progress for the rest of their lives.

This is not just a balance problem between true qi, but a huge consumption of the martial artist's mind.

Just maintaining the stability of the four types of true qi is enough to make most Embracing the Pill Realm martial artists exhausted.

However, in front of Jiang Ye, who has superb comprehension, after this difficulty increased...

It was just like that.

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was three days later.

On this day, the sun rose, and the golden morning light pierced through the thin mist and sprinkled on the herb garden.

Jiang Ye was still sitting cross-legged on the open space of the herb garden, eyes closed, his body surrounded by wisps of pale yellow light.

"Almost there."

Jiang Ye whispered in his heart.

For three days, he had been continuously absorbing earth qi from the earth, and those pale yellow true qi had accumulated enough in the dantian to condense into a pill.

"It's now!"

Jiang Ye gave a low shout in his heart, and his mind sank into the dantian suddenly.

That strand of pale yellow earth qi seemed to hear a command, and suddenly began to shrink, condense, and rotate.

They were no longer scattered air currents, but turned into small whirlpools, like dust blown up by the wind on the earth, rotating and fusing.

The whirlpools became faster and denser, converging from the edge of the dantian to the center.

The pale yellow light became brighter and thicker, even comparable to the other three-colored lights.

Hum—!!!

A low hum, like a vibration deep in the earth, came from the dantian, pierced through the meridians, pierced through the flesh and blood, and echoed in Jiang Ye's body.

The sound was low and long, carrying a kind of eternal heaviness, like a mountain rising from the ground, like the earth breathing.

A pale yellow pill slowly took shape in the center of the dantian.

It was round, its surface was as smooth as a pebble, and there were faint fine patterns, like the veins of the earth, and like the cracks of a tortoise shell.

It floated quietly in the dantian, echoing the other three pills, exuding a warm and heavy light.

The light was not dazzling, not ostentatious, but had a sense of existence that people could not ignore.

It was not as scorching and domineering as fire-attribute, not as long-lasting as water-attribute, and not as vigorous as wood-attribute, but like the earth itself, silent, heavy, and unshakable.

The four pills were arranged in four directions, each occupying one side.

The four-colored lights intertwined, forming a gorgeous halo in the dantian.

Jiang Ye slowly opened his eyes. In those aged eyes, four types of light flashed alternately at this moment, red-gold, water-blue, pale green, earth-yellow, four colors flowing, then slowly faded away.

He exhaled a long breath of turbid air, which fell on the ground and actually stirred up a small piece of dust, like a breeze blowing over the earth.

He looked down at his hands, his thin fingers bent and stretched slightly, feeling the increasingly powerful power in his body, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

However, he didn't rush to get up.

He wanted to take advantage of this momentum to directly open the eighth regular meridian and break through to the late-stage of the Embracing the Pill Realm.

"Hmm?!"

Jiang Ye was just about to close his eyes when he suddenly raised his brows, and those aged eyes looked toward the outside of the herb garden like lightning.

A moment later, a round figure appeared stumbling at the end of the herb garden path; it was that little fatty Lü Ming.

He ran out of breath, with bean-sized sweat beads hanging on his forehead.

Jiang Ye had told Lü Ming and Chen Lili before that he would be in seclusion for cultivation recently.

These two would never dare to disturb him unless there was something big.

Since they came, there must be something.

"Elder... Elder Jiang..."

Lü Ming stood outside the herb garden, not daring to step in rashly, just looking at Jiang Ye sitting cross-legged on the open space of the herb garden through those few Tiankui Grasses.

His voice was trembling, his lips were shivering: "Something big is wrong..."

"When Chen Xu Shijie went down the mountain to the prefecture city, she was... caught by the Feng family!"

"Those beasts of the Feng family insisted that Chen Xu Shijie was colluding with the Head-Chopping Demon, causing the third young master of the Feng family to die miserably..."

Hearing this, Jiang Ye immediately raised his brows, and a cold, murderous aura flashed in his aged eyes.

"The Feng family has the guts to dare to catch people from our Tianqing Sect?!"

Jiang Ye's voice was still indifferent, but under that indifference, there was a murderous intent that made people's backs chill.

Lü Ming said with a face full of grievance and anxiety: "It's Elder Zhang Kui of Thick Earth Peak... he gave the Feng family confidence..."

"Zhang Kui of Thick Earth Peak?"

Jiang Ye shook his head slightly.

Never heard of this person.

Lü Ming immediately explained: "He is one of the elders with the most real power on Thick Earth Peak, with the strength of the late-stage of the Embracing the Pill Realm, and has quite a reputation in the prefecture city. I don't know why he is very close to the Feng family. This time the Feng family dared to take action against Chen Xu Shijie, it was him supporting them secretly!"

Jiang Ye pondered for a moment, took out his elder token, and threw it in front of Lü Ming.

"I am at a critical moment of cultivation now, so it's not convenient to move around. You take my token and bring the Chen girl back!"

"If the Feng family doesn't release the person, you tell them..."

"I will go pick her up personally!" ===== CHAPTER 133 =====