I picked up skill fragments in the demon world.

Chapter 272 World Projection
Mr. Wuliu was shocked when he heard this: "How could this happen?"

Nowadays, the fortunes of the North are on the rise, coupled with the incense of Huang Tiandao, it stands to reason that the ancestral bloodline of the North should continue to grow stronger. Why is it that instead of becoming stronger, it has begun to shrink?
This is very abnormal!

"Could it be that because of the severe drought throughout the country and the people's miserable lives, the fortune of the North has declined and this has damaged the foundation of the ancestral bloodline?" Mr. Wuliu looked at Gu Mingyue, his voice filled with uncertainty.

Hearing what Mr. Wuliu said, Gu Mingyue scratched his head and said in confusion: "Maybe."

He couldn't figure out the reason. After all, the energy of the dragon veins prohibited all kinds of methods. Unless one used the dragon-slaying technique that was specifically designed to restrain the dragon energy, ordinary Taoist magic could not get close to the dragon veins at all.

Even though the strong men in the Yangshen realm could split mountains and crack the earth, their actions did not affect the main areas guarded by dragon veins. They only tore apart ordinary mountains.

Zhang Chen stood in front of the Bagua furnace, carefully sensing the energy inside the Bagua furnace, and saw that under the effect of the flame of the Bagua furnace, the khaki sphere was just a shattered restriction.

All the restrictions on the small ball are integrated. If one restriction is broken, it means that all the restrictions on the sphere can no longer withstand it. Next, just continue to calcine it with the flame in the Bagua furnace. As gaps appear in the restrictions, the shattering will become faster and faster.

"How long have I been in seclusion this time?" Zhang Chen asked.

The fox fairy held out a finger, and Zhang Chen's heart skipped a beat when he saw it: "One year?"

"One month." said the fox fairy Nannan.

Zhang Chen was stunned when he heard this, his eyes full of disbelief: "Impossible! How could it be a month?"

He was unconscious for a while in the underworld. According to his estimation, it should have been at least a month?

Then Zhang Chen remembered a saying from his previous life: 'One day in heaven is one year on earth'. Does that also mean that the speed of time flowing in this world is different from the speed of time flowing in the underworld?
"It's not impossible! I was hiding from the innate mosquitoes in the underworld for at least a month. Add on the time I fainted, so the numbers don't add up. Perhaps the only explanation now is the different speed of time flow." Zhang Chen said to himself.

It would be easy to explain to the Taoist temple that I had been away for a month. At most, I could say that I was delayed by something at Xie Lingyun's place.

But the only thing that worries me is that my white hair is a bit eye-catching, but there is no good way to cover it up. After all, there is no hair dye in the world. As for dyes used for dyeing cloth, the color will fall off with a little sweat, and it cannot be covered up at all.

After much thought, Zhang Chen couldn't think of a way to cover it up, so he had no choice but to tie his hair up to try to reduce its volume and make it less noticeable.

After taking care of his hair, Zhang Chen told the fox fairy Nannan to "take good care of the cave" before transforming into a vampire bat and disappearing between heaven and earth.

Now that Zhang Chen's blood control technique has entered the fifth level, he immediately noticed the difference. After he transformed into a bat, the bat was still the size of a rooster, but there were golden lines flashing on its wings. The golden lines were flashing with mysterious fluctuations, and it was actually continuously absorbing the power of the sun in the sky.

"The blood of this vampire bat is so powerful. After my blood evolves, it can actually absorb the power of the sun?" Zhang Chen flapped his wings and all the sunlight within a radius of twenty meters turned into distorted light and was absorbed by Zhang Chen's wings.

From a distance, it looks like a twenty-meter black hole passing through the sky, very conspicuous and eye-catching.

"Absorbing the essence of the sun doesn't seem to have any effect on me, at least I can't see any benefits now." Zhang Chen quickly restrained his ability to absorb sunlight and gathered the energy in his body, like a big bird flying low-key among the mountains.

There are countless talented people in the north now, and countless masters have gathered here. Zhang Chen still has to be low-key and cautious, and dare not show off in the slightest.

Along the way, Zhang Chen reassembled his body quietly in the dense forest outside the Taoist temple. He strolled leisurely in the mountains for a while, and then walked towards the mountain gate openly.

Zhang Chen is a disciple in the Taoist temple, and he hangs out with the little guys every day. He is a celebrity in the temple. Along the way, the disciples of the temple kept greeting Zhang Chen.

At this time, pilgrims continued to come in from the foot of the mountain to offer incense. Zhang Chen followed the pilgrims into the Taoist temple without leaving a trace. Suddenly, he heard a shout from afar:
"Zhang Chen, you actually missed the morning class this month. What were you doing?"

Huang Tiandao's steward Zhou Xu came from a corridor with a stern face and called out to Zhang Chen from a distance.

Zhang Chen's scalp tingled when he saw Zhou Xu. This guy was a ruthless and impartial person who only cared about the truth.

"Disciple... Disciple was suddenly called down the mountain by Xie Lingyun, and was delayed at the foot of the mountain for a month. I had no time to ask for leave. I hope the manager will not blame me." Zhang Chen had already thought of a countermeasure in his mind.

Zhou Xu looked Zhang Chen up and down after hearing what he said. His face showed no emotion. After seeing Zhang Chen was a little nervous, he patted Zhang Chen on the shoulder and said, "Zhang Chen, the rules cannot be broken! Even if you can't go next time, you must ask someone to ask for leave for you. You have won the favor of Captain Xie now, but don't get carried away. Captain Xie's favor is all based on her personal preference. If she can favor you, she can naturally favor others. Practice martial arts well, cultivate your own skills, and be low-key. This is the real preference."

"Yes, disciple understands." Zhang Chen said.

Zhou Xu turned his gaze and looked at Zhang Chen's hair, with a hint of confusion in his eyes: "What's wrong with your hair? Why is it all white?"

"You don't know that I have a mortal enemy with Zhang Xiaohua, the prince of Pingbian Palace. I miss him day and night and can't sleep, and my hair has turned white with worry." Zhang Chen sighed helplessly and simply pushed all the responsibility onto Zhang Xiaohua.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Xu looked at Zhang Chen with sympathy. That was the prince of Pingbian King. If he had offended him, he would probably be in constant fear all day long.

Zhou Xu patted Zhang Chen on the shoulder, just sighed, then turned and left with a lot on his mind, leaving Zhang Chen looking at Zhou Xu's thoughts, somewhat confused.

"It's over already? It seems that privileges are really cool." Zhang Chen muttered to himself, and staggered back to the courtyard. He saw the little kid walking back and forth under the big elm tree in the yard, with anxiety written all over his face.

"What are you doing?" Zhang Chen walked into the yard quietly and asked.

Cheng Yu was startled and turned to glare at Zhang Chen: "Why are you walking without making any sound? Are you trying to scare me to death?"

At this point, Cheng Yu hurried forward, looked around the yard, and then pressed Zhang Chen: "Where have you been this month? Why haven't you come back? There's not even any news. I was so scared that I thought you were killed by that ugly freak."

"What can happen to me?" Zhang Chen shook his head: "Remember, the person who can kill me has not yet been born in this world."

"If you see me not coming back in time next time, remember to cover for me." Zhang Chen touched the little kid's head.

“Hmph, if you want me to cover for you, you’ll have to see if you know what’s good for you. Besides, it’s been a month, how can I cover it up? Thanks to me for being smart, the temple master came to you several times, and I said that you were called down the mountain by Chief Xie and I covered it up.” The little kid said as he stretched out his white and tender little hand, looking at Zhang Chen with anticipation, waiting for Zhang Chen’s reward.

Zhang Chen knew that the little kid was asking for snacks, but unfortunately Zhang Chen was in a hurry when he went down the mountain this time, so how could he bring any snacks with him?

"I'll bring it to you next time. I went down the mountain this time to do something important, so I didn't have time to bring it to you." Zhang Chen said. Cheng Yu pouted, and then his eyes accidentally passed through Zhang Chen's hair, and his face changed drastically: "Zhang Chen, why is your hair all white?"

"I don't know either." Zhang Chen held the little kid in his arms and walked into the house.

"Could it be that Zhang Xiaohua is plotting against you and poisoning you?" Little Douding's eyes revealed a hint of murderous intent: "Otherwise, why don't we just strike first and then suffer the consequences. Let's kill Zhang Xiaohua directly, and then go back down the mountain to settle the score."

There was a bandit spirit in the little boy's eyes.

Zhang Chen touched the little kid's head and smoothed his hair. "It wasn't him. How could a mere Zhang Xiaohua harm me? I just worked hard to make a fork. Although I didn't bring you any snacks this time, I brought you something good."

"What good stuff?" Xiao Douding was a child. Upon hearing this, he was immediately attracted to Zhang Chen and looked at him with curiosity.

Zhang Chen brought the little kid into the house, closed the door, and stroked the little kid's head, wondering whether he should teach the little kid some extraordinary skills.

Originally, Zhang Chen had no way of passing on the visualization method engraved in his soul. However, ever since Zhang Chen had been using the Six-Character Mantra to control the innate mosquitoes in the netherworld, he felt that his soul seemed to have acquired a mysterious ability under the repeated tempering of the Six-Character Mantra. He discovered that his soul seemed to have undergone some changes, and perhaps he could try to use the power of the Six-Character Mantra as a bridge for both parties to conduct soul-to-soul transmission.

"Come here and sit cross-legged in meditation." Zhang Chen instructed the little kid.

The little kid was very well behaved. He sat there cross-legged obediently, with a serious look on his face as he made the gestures of meditation.

For those who practice martial arts, meditation is not a difficult thing, because standing still every day is also a kind of meditation.

Zhang Chen watched as the little boy's breathing gradually stabilized, then he pointed a finger at the center of his brow. The next moment, the six-word mantra in his spiritual world shone brightly, emitting infinite brilliance. That brilliance passed through the visualization diagram, just like a light bulb illuminating a slide on a screen. Zhang Chen tried to project it into the little boy's spiritual world.

Facts have proved that the physical body has its own barriers. It is not just difficult, but extremely difficult for mental power to influence another body within one body.

However, even though it was difficult to ascend to heaven, he relied on the magic of the six-word light and actually succeeded.

The six-character mantra emitted golden light, which passed through the Taoist visualization diagram that Zhang Chen had obtained, and followed Zhang Chen's fingers as a medium. Under the influence of magic power, it actually ignored the flesh and blood barrier between the two of them and was projected directly into the little bean's spiritual world.

"What is this? What is this?"

The little kid was startled, and his mental fluctuations conveyed words full of curiosity.

"Remember this carefully. Engrave this pattern in your heart and never forget it." Zhang Chen's voice was transmitted into the little boy's spiritual world through his fingers.

The little kid didn't say much, but silently memorized the pattern and recorded the various key points in the pattern.

After ten breaths, Zhang Chen's magic power was exhausted and the transmission of the skills stopped. Zhang Chen looked at the little bean, and saw that the little bean was sitting there cross-legged, like an old monk sitting on a stage, and even his breathing was so weak that it seemed as if he was not breathing at all.

"I don't know how much this girl can remember. I'm afraid she can't even remember the outline of ten breaths. But now that I have mastered the power of teaching, although she can only hold on for ten breaths each time, as long as I teach her a few more times, she will definitely be able to record it down." Zhang Chen pondered in his heart.

"In order to memorize the visualization diagram, I turned on the super state, and it took me a whole day. This little girl only watched for ten breaths. I'm afraid she can't remember even one percent of it..." Zhang Chen said to himself.

The visualization diagram involves countless runes and lines. It is very complicated and not so easy to remember.

Seeing the little kid falling into a state of meditation, Zhang Chen quietly went to the yard and started stewing the meat.

As for where the meat comes from?

Zhang Chen just needed to ask the fox fairy Nannan to run another trip. Anyway, he didn’t need to keep an eye on his own Bagua furnace.

"It's difficult." Zhang Chen suddenly felt that he was short of manpower and he would need to find a few more reliable subordinates in the future.

After the pot of meat was cooked, Zhang Chen used the steam to seal the meat flavor in the pot. Then he came into the house and saw the little kid still sitting cross-legged on the bed.

"This girl's aptitude can't be that bad, right? How come she has been able to remember for so long?" Zhang Chen looked at the little girl and thought to himself, "When this girl wakes up later, how should I comfort her?"

When Zhang Chen was thinking about how to comfort the little kid, he suddenly saw the air behind the little kid getting distorted and hazy, and there seemed to be some divine light flickering and twisting.

"What the hell is that?" Zhang Chen's pupils shrank when he saw this. He looked at the inexplicable golden light flowing behind the little kid, his eyes full of alertness.

Although the golden light was faint, like starlight, it could not hide from Zhang Chen's eyes.

"Where does the light come from? This light looks very unusual." Zhang Chen quickly opened his Dharma Eyes and saw the light of the righteous god flashing in his eyes. Then Zhang Chen couldn't help but be shocked.

How could that little bit of golden light be light? It was clearly the afterglow of laws.

Zhang Chen had seen the power of the law. Both the black-robed monster and the innate mosquito had already mastered the power of the law. When the two sides were fighting, Zhang Chen felt the aftermath of the law.

But why did the fluctuations of the afterglow of the law appear in the void behind the little bean at this moment?
Although the fluctuation of the residual effect of the law was insignificant, even Zhang Chen who was close at hand could not sense it. If he did not have the Dharma Eye and it was visible to the naked eye at such close range, Zhang Chen would not be able to detect the residual effect of the law at all.

Why is there a little golden light flowing behind the little bean?
Zhang Chen watched the golden light with his magical eyes, his expression full of seriousness, but he did not dare to act rashly for fear of disturbing the little kid.

As time passed, the golden light behind the little bean became more and more, gradually illuminating the three-foot void. The golden light behind him turned into a ball, and in that ball of golden light, there seemed to be a magnificent palace hidden in the deepest part of the golden light.

"What...what is that?" Zhang Chen opened his Dharma eyes at this time, staring at the palace, his eyes full of shock.

That was not a palace. In the deepest part of the golden light, there was a large palace that stretched and undulated with no end in sight, hidden in the deepest part of the golden light.

The golden light was magnificent, with thousands of laws swirling around, infinite time and space turning, and endless majesty flowing, as if it was the legendary heavenly palace.

(End of this chapter)