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Feng Xiao gently pushed open the door carved with ancient patterns, and a rich, almost materialized energy fluctuation immediately rushed towards him. He took a deep breath, feeling the excitement of the spirit power in his body, and slowly walked into the Ni Tai Training Field prepared especially for him.
The scene inside the room made him slightly stunned—the dome was as brilliant as a starry sky, while the ground only had a simple cushion. Feng Xiao stepped onto the cushion, sat cross-legged, but did not rush to begin meditating.
"The energy concentration here," he murmured softly, feeling the almost thick spirit power fluctuations in the air, "is like a legendary blessed land." This thought stirred his heart, and he slowly recalled "Fuxi" into his body.
A bold idea emerged in his mind: "What if I use the Innate Eight Trigrams Plate?"
As his thoughts turned, an ancient Eight Trigrams Plate quietly appeared in his palm. The plate was neither metal nor jade, and the eight trigrams were arranged according to the ultimate principles of heaven and earth, exuding an ancient and vast aura.
The moment the Eight Trigrams Plate appeared, an anomaly suddenly occurred—
Feng Xiao had not even activated his spirit power, yet the mysterious patterns on the plate surface spontaneously lit up with a faint glow. The eight trigrams—Kun, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Li, Gen, Dui—flashed in sequence, and golden energy threads actually connected them, forming a perfect cycle in an instant.
"This is…?! "
Feng Xiao's pupils contracted sharply, only to see the Eight Trigrams phantom suddenly expand, transforming into a huge light array with a diameter of five meters, enveloping him. The eight trigrams flowed in the void like living beings, each rotation causing the resonance of heaven and earth energy.
What was even more astonishing was that within this Eight Trigrams array, the originally chaotic energy fluctuations became incredibly clear—the scorching heat of fire attribute, the gentle softness of water attribute, the nimble agility of wind attribute—various attribute energies were distinct yet harmoniously coexisting.
"What a blessed land," Feng Xiao's eyes sparkled, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up.
In an instant, a flash of inspiration streaked across Feng Xiao's mind like lightning. He gazed at the energy ripples flowing within the Eight Trigrams Plate and suddenly thought: "In a pure fire-attribute environment, even Water Attribute and Ice Attribute Spirit Masters find meditation difficult. If I could actively adjust the surrounding energy distribution—"
This thought invigorated him, and he immediately tried to infuse spirit power into the Eight Trigrams Plate. However, to his disappointment, no matter how much spirit power he injected, the dense energy field around him only fluctuated for a moment before returning to its original state like a tide.
"Sure enough…" Feng Xiao shook his head with a bitter smile, looking at the Eight Trigrams Plate in his hand, whose light was gradually dimming, "How could a Spirit without even a spirit ring shake this energy field constructed from countless heavenly treasures?"
This Ni Tai Training Field was like a towering mountain, and his current strength was merely a small shovel.
Just as he was about to put away the Eight Trigrams Plate and begin regular meditation, a scene from his past life memories suddenly surfaced—weren't the compasses in the hands of those geomancers evolved from the Eight Trigrams?
"Wait…" Feng Xiao's eyes rekindled with light, "Since I can't change the entire layout, why not find the most suitable position within it?"
He once again infused spirit power into the Eight Trigrams Plate, this time no longer trying to forcefully change the environment, but carefully sensing the flow of energy. Miraculously, with the aid of the Eight Trigrams array, the originally chaotic energy fluctuations became clearly discernible—the eastern wood energy was strong, the southern fire Spirits gathered, and the northwest faintly showed metal attribute fluctuations…
"The guqin belongs to wood, and wood is the beginning of the five elements. The corresponding trigrams are Zhen and Xun. It is night now, and meditation is the way for a Spirit Master to cultivate. I should seek the Zhen trigram."
The corner of Feng Xiao's mouth curled up slightly, and he slowly moved, holding the Eight Trigrams Plate. When he walked to a room on the east side, the Zhen trigram on the Eight Trigrams Plate suddenly lit up brightly, and a vibrant sense of life immediately appeared.
"This is it!" He sat cross-legged, sensing the energy fluctuations that were most compatible with himself. Although he couldn't change the entire layout of the training field, with the help of the Eight Trigrams Plate, he successfully found the most suitable spot for himself in this vast sea of energy.
Feng Xiao slowly sat cross-legged, recalling the Innate Eight Trigrams Plate into his body. As his breathing gradually steadied, his consciousness slowly sank into a mysterious state. His breathing frequency resonated strangely with the energy fluctuations in the surrounding environment, and his entire being seemed to merge with this space.
Feng Xiao could clearly perceive that in this specific position, energy was continuously flowing into his body like a trickling stream. It became exceptionally docile and peaceful, perfectly integrating with the spirit power within him.
In meditation, Feng Xiao's face was serene, like an ancient well without ripples. Only the spirit power fluctuations corresponded to his breathing frequency.
Within this small space, Feng Xiao seemed to have found the perfect balance point between the ultimate principles of heaven and earth and himself. Every breath he took drove the rhythm of the surrounding energy; and every fluctuation of energy, in turn, promoted the advancement of his spirit power. This state of cultivation, where man and nature were one, was the realm all Spirit Masters dreamed of.
The night passed without a word. Feng Xiao habitually exited meditation, and a strange spirit power fluctuation suddenly emanated from his body.
"This is…"
Feng Xiao suddenly opened his eyes, only to feel the spirit power within him surging like a river, flowing powerfully through his meridians. He clearly felt that the twenty-seventh level bottleneck he had reached a few days ago had shattered with a roar at this moment.
"In one night, not only did I reach level twenty-eight, but there's also a significant surplus. Such speed…"
Feng Xiao exhaled softly, his face filled with emotion. His cultivation that night was definitely comparable to several days of effort outside. Even in such a Ni Tai Training Field, others would find it difficult to achieve such high utilization as Feng Xiao, unless they were extremely lucky to find a suitable room orientation for themselves. Looking at the spirit power condensed in his palm, which was even more solid and pure than last night, he couldn't help but smile.
Feng Xiao slowly rose, and as he stood up, he found that his robes were soaked with dew. Only then did he realize that he had actually cultivated for an entire night in this simulated environment. Through the glazed window of the room, he could see the morning sun gilding the buildings of Heaven Dou Royal Academy.
"Time for breakfast and training." Feng Xiao tidied his robes, slowly pushed the door open, and as he was about to leave, he reluctantly glanced at the closed door. For a moment, Feng Xiao suddenly felt that meditating inside here every day would also be a good choice.
Feng Xiao walked towards the morning light, a faint smile on his lips. The gains from this night were far more than just a spirit power breakthrough.
Through the Ni Tai Training Field, Feng Xiao also gained a deeper understanding of how to use the Innate Eight Trigrams Plate and the laws of energy operation.
The morning sunlight streamed through the window lattice. After finishing breakfast at the Heaven Dou Royal Academy's restaurant, Feng Xiao slowly walked towards the training ground, holding the "Fuxi" guqin. The morning breeze brushed his robes, casting a long silhouette on the stone path.
Inside the training ground in the early morning. The members of the Huang Dou Battle Team were doing warm-up exercises, and the air was filled with youthful vitality.
"Good morning, everyone." Feng Xiao walked slowly, holding "Fuxi," the morning light casting a soft glow on his handsome features.
"Morning!" Everyone responded. Stone Grind and Stone Grind brothers waved their hands honestly, Oslo nodded coldly, and Yufeng exaggeratedly performed a noble greeting.
Dugu Yan's emerald-like long hair drew a graceful arc in the air. She turned to look at Feng Xiao, with a mischievous smile in her eyes: "Little Feng, the effect was good, right?"
Feng Xiao's lips curved slightly, and his fingertips gently caressed the guqin case: "The effect was unexpectedly good." His voice carried an undisguised pleasure, "It even made me a little reluctant to leave. Last night, I successfully broke through, and now I'm already at level twenty-eight."
"What?!" Dugu Yan's exclamation silenced the entire training ground. Her jade green eyes widened, "Level twenty-eight? You're only twelve years old this year, aren't you?"
Feng Xiao smiled humbly: "Just luck."
Yufeng, beside him, exaggeratedly clutched his chest, putting on a look of deep sorrow: "Tsk tsk, twelve years old, level twenty-eight. Little Feng, are you leaving any way for us mortals to live?!" His eyes under his golden hair darted around, "At this rate, I'm afraid in a few years, we'll all have to call you Senior Feng!"
This playful act drew laughter from everyone. Even the usually stern Oslo couldn't help but curve his lips, and although Yu Tianheng still kept a straight face, a hint of complex emotion flashed in his eyes.
Ye Lingling stood in the corner, her silver hair shimmering softly in the morning light. In her gaze towards Feng Xiao, besides surprise, there was also an indescribable sparkle.
Under Qin Ming's meticulous guidance, the Huang Dou Battle Team always maintained a positive and upward training atmosphere. Although the morning hours were usually free for the team members, everyone spontaneously came to the training ground for extra practice—this had already become an unwritten tradition of the Huang Dou Battle Team.
After a brief exchange of greetings, Feng Xiao, holding "Fuxi," slowly walked towards the corner where he had played the guqin yesterday. Sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling window, casting a warm halo on that small area. He sat cross-legged, his slender fingers gently caressing the guqin, as if greeting an old friend.
Before long, clear guqin notes, like a flowing stream, reverberated through the training ground. Unlike yesterday's ethereal quality, today's guqin music had a few more touches of vibrant morning energy—that was the joy of the breakthrough, transforming into notes dancing on the strings.
As the guqin music flowed, Feng Xiao's spirit power moved along the melody on the strings, creating a mysterious resonance with "Fuxi." He closed his eyes and concentrated, his entire being seemingly merging with the guqin music, comprehending the profound mysteries of the interweaving of music and spirit power during his cultivation.
After an unknown period, just as Feng Xiao's spirit power was about to be exhausted, a crisp round of applause suddenly entered his ears. The applause had a calm rhythm, yet it carried an undeniable presence.
Feng Xiao raised his head, slightly dazed. As his long eyelashes fluttered, what met his eyes was a handsome young man in a moon-white brocade robe. Sunlight danced on the gold-threaded edges of his sleeves, outlining shimmering halos. Behind the young man stood two guards with restrained auras, while he himself wore a perfectly gentle smile, gazing attentively at Feng Xiao.
"Excellent music, the melody is exquisite, and the artistic conception is profound," the young man's voice was clear and pure, and he nodded approvingly.
At this moment, the Huang Dou Battle Team members in the training ground also noticed the anomaly. Yu Tianheng was the first to react, flashing forward, and the other team members quickly gathered around.
"Greetings, Crown Prince!" The crowd saluted in unison, their voices echoing through the training ground.
Feng Xiao quickly stood up, and in the midst of his bow, he subtly sized up the "Xue Qinghe" before him. A perfectly appropriate look of surprise appeared on his face, but in his heart, he already understood: "Qian Renxue. It seems the education committee has already informed him of all my information."
A gentle breeze wafted by, bringing a faint, elusive fragrance. Feng Xiao noticed that "Xue Qinghe's" gaze lingered on him for a moment, and deep within those seemingly gentle eyes, a hint of undetectable scrutiny flashed.
Xue Qinghe nodded slightly, his noble yet gentle gaze slowly sweeping over everyone present. A perfectly appropriate smile played on his lips, and his voice was clear and pure as jade: "I heard that the Huang Dou Battle Team has a new young talent, whose guqin skills are extraordinary. I specially came to see him."
"The Crown Prince overpraises me," Feng Xiao stepped forward calmly, performing a standard court Thank you. The ancient guqin "Fuxi" in his arms gleamed with an ancient luster under the sunlight, and subtle patterns on the guqin body appeared faintly, as if responding to its owner's demeanor.
A hint of surprise flashed in Xue Qinghe's eyes—this young man, who seemed to be of commoner origin, performed the bow with an etiquette even more standard than many noble youths. He looked at Feng Xiao with interest, and said gently: "May I ask Feng Yao to play another piece for me?"
"It is my honor, Your Royal Highness the Crown Prince." Feng Xiao elegantly sat down on the ground, his slender fingers gently plucking a string. In an instant, clear guqin notes flowed out like a clear spring, each note seemingly carrying the power to purify the soul. The training ground immediately fell silent, even breathing became light.
Xue Qinghe stood with his hands behind his back, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes beneath his seemingly calm demeanor. He noticed that when Feng Xiao played the guqin, two spirit rings circulated naturally, and his spirit power perfectly blended with the guqin music—such control was far beyond what ordinary Spirit Masters could achieve.
The music ended, and the lingering melody lingered. Xue Qinghe gently clapped his hands, praising: "Wonderful. Feng Yao's guqin skills are not only exceptional, but his control over spirit power is even more exquisite." He paused, his voice gentle but undeniable, "Would you honor me with your presence at noon, for a conversation?"
Feng Xiao merely rose calmly, bowing again: "It would be my honor." His voice was as calm as water, as if he were only responding to the most ordinary invitation. Only deep within his profound eyes did a hint of imperceptible thought flash.
Xue Qinghe nodded with satisfaction, his gaze lingering on Feng Xiao for a moment longer. He turned elegantly, his moon-white brocade robe casting a soft halo in the sunlight: "In that case, I will host a banquet at noon and await your presence."
After the Crown Prince departed, the atmosphere in the training ground became lively again. Dugu Yan was the first to rush to Feng Xiao's side, her emerald-like long hair slightly raised by her hurried movement: "Little Feng, do you know what this means?"
Feng Xiao gently stroked the guqin strings, smiling: "Perhaps he's just interested in music?"
"Stop playing dumb," Dugu Yan lowered her voice, "You wouldn't not know the Crown Prince's intention, would you?"
"I understand," Feng Xiao's fingertips gently caressed the guqin strings, "but forming a good relationship is never a bad thing." He looked up towards the direction the Crown Prince had left, a hint of deep thought flashing in his eyes, "As for those court disputes… they are neither something I, a Spirit Grandmaster, should get involved in, nor something I can afford to get involved in."
Upon hearing this, Dugu Yan's emerald eyes flickered slightly, and she nodded: "It's good that you think that way." Her tone carried a rare seriousness, "It's just…"
She hesitated, looking around, then lowered her voice and said: "The Crown Prince has always been reclusive. His sudden visit today, and inviting you alone… I'm afraid it's not that simple."
Feng Xiao smiled noncommittally, put away "Fuxi," and said with a smile: "Sister Yan, don't worry, I know what I'm doing."