Chapter 102: The Method to Advance from Seventh Rank to Sixth Rank
“You’ve been standing there for quite a while.” The words echoed, clear and extraordinary, like the collision of jade and stone.
Liu Jianli tilted her head, glancing sideways with her erect nose, fair skin like sheep fat and white jade, and those moist lips, all highlighting her unparalleled beauty.
Qin Feng even had a kind of illusion that her radiant presence seemed to overshadow the bright moonlight.
He coughed and walked towards the lakeside pavilion with a bowl in his hands. “I had nothing to do just now, and I thought you might not have had your meal, so I went to the kitchen and got you a bowl of noodles.”
“Thank you.” Liu Jianli extended her fair arm, took the bowl, and quietly started eating.
Qin Feng couldn’t help but feel a sense of admiration for how elegantly she carried herself.
He thought of the scene just now and couldn’t help but look forward to it.
One day, Liu Jianli, dressed in white, wielding a sharp sword, would dominate the world. She would softly utter the words “the sword comes,” and a myriad of swords would soar into the sky, covering the heavens and earth.
That image must be incredibly beautiful.
Not long after, Qin Feng took the empty bowl, but instead of leaving, he engaged in casual conversation, speaking sentence by sentence.
At first, Liu Jianli responded with a few “hm”s, but later she fell silent, only breaking it when she curiously asked, “What’s the point of talking about these trivial matters?”
Qin Feng scratched his cheek, “There’s no particular point. I just thought since you’ve been staying in the Qin Mansion, I’d share some observations from the outside world with you.”
Liu Jianli pondered for a moment, then nodded slightly, as if to say, “Go on, I’m listening.”
When it comes to teasing a girl, you must have a thick skin. Qin Feng didn’t feel awkward at all and continued talking.
He talked about the grumpy old man at the entrance of Listen To Rain Pavilion, the Demon Slayer Chief in Jinyang City who liked visiting brothels, the senior with a limp leg, and even the snake sister and the white little beast in the Black Mist Forest.
In the tranquil night, one spoke unhurriedly while the other listened quietly, and time quietly slipped away between their fingers.
At this moment, at the corner of the corridor, two shadows were secretly watching.
“Master, what do you think they’re talking about? They’ve been chatting for so long,” Second Madam asked curiously.
“Whatever they’re talking about, the current situation is something we’re happy to see,” Qin Jian’an said with a pleased expression.
“Yeah, thinking back to when Jianli, this girl, married into the Qin Mansion, her eyes were always empty, making people feel sorry for her. Now, at least she has regained some vitality, thanks to Feng’er.” Second Madam sighed.
“Heh, look at who his father is. Dealing with trivial matters like pleasing women naturally comes to him.” Qin Jian’an suddenly stopped, feeling a chill down his spine.
“Master, what is it? Why did you stop talking?” Second Madam glanced at him with a half-smile.
Qin Jian’an’s face twitched, changing his words, “It’s just that this boy has learned on his own. I haven’t taught him these things.”
“That’s about right,” Second Madam rolled her eyes.
“Madam, it’s getting late. Let’s go back to rest,” Qin Jian’an advised.
“What’s the rush? Watch a bit more. As the head of the family, you should care about your son and daughter-in-law,” Lady Qin said.
In the central part of the lakeside pavilion, Liu Jianli suddenly spoke in a soft voice, “It’s not easy for a snake demon to transform into a dragon.”
“If I’m not mistaken, the Snake Sister in your words should have reached the seventh calamity cycle.”
Qin Feng nodded. When the black snake manifested by the true manifestation of life and the power of the Red Flame Fire Feather were evenly matched, he had such a conjecture.
Speaking of which, he also needed to find time to ask Sister Mo for a scale.
“By the way, where did Miss Lan go? I haven’t seen her since I came back,” Qin Feng curiously asked.
“Currently, she should be practicing swordsmanship in the mountains outside Jinyang City.”
So dedicated?
Qin Feng thought of the self-blaming look of Lan Ningshuang at the beginning. It seemed that she started practicing so hard after that.
Really single-minded.
Qin Feng sighed, “I want to ask, is there any way to help a seventh-grade divine warrior step into the sixth-grade realm?”
Xing Sheng, Lan Ningshuang, and his second brother had all reached the bottleneck of the seventh grade, and he wanted to help the three of them.
Unfortunately, the books he had read before did not have similar introductions.
But it didn’t matter, after all, the beauty in front of him was the pinnacle genius of the Great Qian’s history of practicing the divine martial arts, and asking her would never be wrong.
Liu Jianli casually said, “There are quite a few methods to help a seventh-grade suppress and enter the sixth-grade concentration realm.
First, you can merge and connect the internal qi through life and death experiences and master the method of concentration.
Second, you can use the Heavy As Mountains of the sword’s intent to repeatedly hone and enlighten through the weapon.
Third, you can break through by applying heavy pressure to refine the internal qi.”
Qin Feng, upon hearing this, seemed to be in deep thought. The first method was certainly not feasible; life and death experiences were too dangerous, and there were no conditions for that now.
As for the second method, Miss Lan was probably trying to use the weapon to enlighten, but Black Charcoal Head(Hei Tan To) and his second brother’s sword intent were still in the realm of cutting edge, unable to use this method.
As for the third method…
“Can you be more specific about the third method?” Qin Feng asked.
Liu Jianli’s lips lightly opened, “There are many strange places in the world. Some places have ten times or a hundred times the normal pressure. Ordinary people find it difficult to move there, but for divine martial warriors, it is an excellent place for cultivation.
In the Myriad Sword Sect, there is a mountain called Heavy Sword Mountain. The higher you go, the greater the gravity. I once climbed to the top and stepped into the sixth-grade concentration realm in one go.
However, such unique places are rare in the world.”
Qin Feng fell into silence. In this case, wouldn’t he have no way to help those three people?
Thinking of this, he couldn’t help but feel a bit frustrated.
After a moment of silence, Liu Jianli’s fair earlobes moved slightly, and then she whispered, “It’s not early, I need to rest too.”
“Alright, then I won’t disturb you.” Qin Feng came to his senses and bid farewell.
He walked into the corridor and heard a commotion around the corner, along with the sound of shoving.
Qin Feng frowned, quickly approached, and saw two familiar figures in a bit of a mess. He smirked, instantly figuring out the situation.
“Dad, Second Mother, taking a late-night stroll?”
Second Mother turned around and smiled, “Feng’er, your dad had a hearty dinner and felt a bit stuffed, so we decided to take a walk.”
“Really? Dad.”
“Huh?” Qin Jian’an didn’t catch on until he felt a twinge at his waist. He immediately responded, “Yes, yes, had a bit too much to eat. We’ve nearly digested it now. Let’s go back and rest. You should get some sleep too.”
Qin Feng’s lips curled, “Alright, Dad.”
Pretending to leave, he suddenly slapped his forehead, “Oh, I almost forgot to thank Dad for teaching me how to please women a few days ago. It brought me closer to my wife. But Dad, how did you come up with those methods?”
Qin Feng glanced at Second Mother, feigned a mistake, and hurriedly left, “I must be tired to say such nonsense. Second Mother, what I said just now was all nonsense, don’t take it to heart.”
With that, he left quickly.
Qin Jian’an stared in astonishment, “Hey, kid, you can’t be careless with words, even if you can be careless with food.”
“Master,” Second Mother interjected.
“Madam, what the kid said is utterly baseless.”
“Tonight, you sleep in the guest room.”
“Madam!”
At the Lakeside Pavilion, Liu Jianli shook her head, and a slight smile lifted the corners of her vermilion lips. In that moment, her beauty was beyond description.
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