C98 Warlord reappearance

"Flow... "Ripples …"

This was the first time Chang Jing felt a wave of energy on her forehead. Although this feeling was not very clear, he still understood that this was the so-called "Qi" — "Demonic Qi" that the broken sword had mentioned!

"I can feel it, the spirit of the earth is interconnected with me now," Chang Jing said in enjoyment with her eyes closed. "There are too many Magic Elements dancing happily on the ground, they are so lively and happy, just like a bunch of playful children entwining themselves!"

"Magic Elements?" The broken sword that had never come into contact with magic before naturally did not understand what Chang Jing was referring to. It asked curiously, "What is that thing?"

"Grandfather," Chang Jing said excitedly as she looked at the broken sword, "I found the feeling on my forehead that was similar to what you had said!"

The broken sword became more and more confused, "Isn't it in my lower abdomen? The origin of martial arts qi should be in the Dantian! "

Chang Jing was also startled, she did not understand either. This could also be considered as one of the educational loopholes of the Wenteng Mage Academy, because magic was considered a new thing in the Ara and the attitude of the towards magic was to be as widespread as possible. As a result of this popularization, the early training of teaching talents would only teach them the feeling of "magic" at a high level, and since Chang Jing had been "unable to learn" advanced magic ever since she arrived at the Academy, she naturally did not have the time to calm down and feel it carefully. Today was also the first time Chang Jing had felt the fluctuations of her own magic due to the guidance of the broken sword.

"Idiot, what can I expect from a guy who doesn't even know how to store magic power in his upper dantian?" The great midnight lamp that was hiding in the corner said with his eyes white.

"Grandfather, although I don't know why it is like this, but right now, I feel like I have received what you said. This should be considered a good thing, right?"

The Broken Sword thought that Chang Jing's words were reasonable, after all, it was already too late for a person close to twenty to start training, to have such a 'result', she should be happy for her grandfather. However, in his heart, he faintly felt that such a thing wasn't very good, as if it would cause her precious grandson's cultivation to go berserk.

"It's not bad to have this feeling. Back in the day, I practiced martial arts for four to five years before I was able to reach your current level." The broken sword encouraged Chang Jing at the same time, guiding him, "Now try to channel this energy into your Dantian, see if you can find its position there."

"Alright!" Chang Jing replied happily. Right now, she felt like she was the best person in her entire life. It was a feeling of blending into nature.

Chang Jing closed her eyes again, and continued to channel the power into her Dantian step by step according to the instructions of the broken sword.

Like ten thousand horses galloping in the ocean or like a river returning to the ocean, the magic power staggered down Chang Jing's Dantian under the direction of her will. However, Chang Jing was in extreme pain when it moved, his meridians were like tubes that were stuffed with something much larger than it was.

Chang Jing clenched her teeth and endured, the words from the broken sword gave him a lot of confidence, although it was not very comfortable right now, but Chang Jing thought that it should be able to pass.

Cold sweat had already flowed down Chang Jing's face on such a hot day.

Looking at the broken sword at the side, his heart ached. Such an experience was something that he, who was in his sixties, did not possess.

"If it really doesn't work, then I'll just rest for the moment. Cultivation is not something that can be completed in a short period of time." Looking at the painful Chang Jing's broken sword, she said painfully, "Why don't you go back to your room and rest for a while, we'll talk about it tomorrow?"

After persevering for a period of time, Chang Jing's heart had already started to beat a ruckus, and she even started to doubt the correctness of the things the broken sword said.

"Phew …" Chang Jing let out a long sigh, "This is the only way."

"Wipe your sweat," the broken sword took out a towel and moved it towards Chang Jing's face, carefully wiping it off.

"Grandfather, I'll do it myself." Being struck dumb by the broken sword, Chang Jing started to feel embarrassed. He took the towel from the broken sword and wiped her face randomly.

On the way back to the microsporium, Chang Jing looked at the "Colloquium of Acupoints" that was sending him off with the broken sword and carefully recalled his grandfather's change in attitude. Finally, she concluded that — Grandfather still cared for him and his father dearly, but sometimes he just couldn't put it down on face.

How could a young Chang Jing understand that older people always cared a lot about face, what's more, in a country like Aragorn that prided themselves on martial arts, sometimes people's reputation was even more important than their life.

After returning to her place, Chang Jing started to study the "Colloquium of Acupoints". The knowledge written on it was something she had never touched upon before, but he felt that she was extremely familiar with it.

"How did this happen?" Chang Jing was a little confused again, suddenly she looked like a drowning person grabbing onto a lifesaver, and was shocked: "Isn't this something that appeared in the Art of Warlord?!"

< Art of Warlord > is a cultivation method left behind by the The Battle God Ascends to the Mortal Realm s of the god race, which is separated into two parts: the inner and the outer parts. The outside world would call it "Battle Soul Melody", which recorded Ao Fan's method of using God Power, and the inside world would call it "Demon God Seal", which was Ao Fan's method of cultivating God Power and also called it internal energy.

Chang Jing slowly thought back to what she had unintentionally memorized after obtaining the [Art of Warlord] from Yi Chen. Compared to the [Colloquium of Acupoints], she realized that there was actually a huge source of history behind it! The records of the Colloquium of Acupoints were all mentioned in the《 Art of Warlord》, and this was the thing that Chang Jing did not understand when she first read the《 Art of Warlord》.

In fact, the < Art of Warlord > was like a novel, while the "Colloquium of Acupoints" was equivalent to a dictionary. Its function was to provide people who didn't know how many words a tool could be used to look up the meaning of a word.

After she understood this point, Chang Jing started to practice according to the cultivation method recorded in the《 Devil God Seal》.

After an afternoon of meditation, Chang Jing woke up to the feeling that there was a faint flow of energy in her dantian, and the most obvious feeling was that her body seemed to be brimming with energy (Because Chang Jing's physique had always been weak, this feeling wasn't strange).

"Big Brother Yi Chen is so loyal, the things you gave me were actually quite useful!" Chang Jing said happily, "If I keep practicing according to the things written down, who knows when I will be able to defeat you even without magic, hehe."

Sigh, it would be strange if Yi Chen would be so angry that he would vomit blood if he heard that! The dignified god of war was actually used by Chang Jing to defeat a normal human being like Southeast, how could Ao Fan endure this?!

Yi Chen was not here, so he could not hear him; the broken sword just happened to pass by the window, so he heard it - but he did not think much of it, in his mind, it must be a method to strengthen and strengthen Chang Jing that his friend had given to him, so he was too lazy to ask.

"Good grandson, are you going to go to the casting chamber with grandpa to learn forging techniques after eating tonight?" The Broken Sword tentatively asked. He did not want his' capricious' grandson to be unhappy with him and reject him.

"Alright!" She remembered that her father had just told him that she needed to learn forging techniques from his grandfather. Now that his grandfather had come to him, how could Chang Jing refuse?

"But grandpa, you don't have to personally come on this trip. Why don't you just call for a servant to greet me?"

"The servants are all clumsy. I'm afraid they might have accidentally brought the news to the wrong place!" The broken sword revealed a kind smile, and continued to speak, "I heard from your father that you are still learning in some Faculty of Magic, and only have a little more than a month to spare. Otherwise, I wouldn't be in such a hurry to pass on my skills to our family.

"It's fine," Chang Jing softly said, "Grandfather … "Thank you!"

"Heh, foolish child. What's so good about grandfather-grandson pair? " The broken sword gently caressed Chang Jing's head and laughed, "In the past, your father made you suffer, so in the future, your grandfather will do his best to make up for those things for you!"

Chang Jing, who had never felt Grandfather's care before, could not help but be moved and say with a trembling voice.

"Grandpa …"