Huangxiu

Chapter 135 Designation
Dragon fat incense, just by hearing the name, you can tell that it is related to dragon.

I already have dragon blood stones, dragon bones, dragon balls, dragon blood balls, and many other dragon-related treasures.

Every rare treasure can be of great help to him, allowing him to make rapid progress in the Dragon Transformation Technique.

This made him doubt that everything about him was under the control of the emperor. The emperor knew exactly the progress of his cultivation and which rare items were needed at each stage of cultivation.

He concluded that the emperor had also mastered the Dragon Subduing Sutra, the Three Secrets of the Taiqing Yuan Sect, and the Yuxu Sword Sutra of the Yuxu Sword Sect.

The emperor's initial progress was not as fast as mine, but it was equally fast, far surpassing the crown princes and princes of the time.

Just like myself now.

More importantly, he created the Jade Lock and Golden Gate Technique.

How important is the secret of breaking through the barrier, otherwise you will go astray easily.

If you don't have a deep understanding of the Jianglong Sect, the Yuxu Sword Sect, and the Taiqing Yuan Sect, how dare you blend their martial arts together to form the Jade Lock and Golden Gate Technique?

His aptitude may be better than that of this body.

But I have super senses, so I progress faster.

The emperor is clearly paying attention to him, but he still dislikes the Prince Qing's Mansion. Is he still angry with his father Chu Minghou?
How great a spirit must be to last for thirty years without fading?
Just because you pleaded for the second prince, Prince Jing?

Chu Zhiyuan felt more and more that the water here was very deep.

While practicing the first level of the Dragon Transformation Technique, his palms held the fragrance of dragon fat, and soon he felt a strange breath entering his meridians.

Suddenly my meridians felt like they were burning.

The strange breath was like sulfuric acid, causing a burning sensation wherever it passed. After circulating through all the meridians, the body felt as if it was burning.

Like being in a raging fire.

This feeling is no different from being burned at the stake, as if the soul is being burned.

His super senses kept him awake.

Under the illumination, the changes in the meridians are clearly visible, their toughness is significantly increased, and the effect is immediate.

He continued to practice the first level of the Dragon Transformation Technique. Strange aura continuously entered his body. Amidst the burning pain, his meridians absorbed the aura and became stronger.

When he felt that his meridians could no longer absorb and had reached their limit, he stopped and found that the dragon fat incense on his hand had shrunk by half.

Only half is left.

Although the days seemed like years and it felt like a long time had passed, his super sense reminded him that it was only an hour.

This hour seemed like a year had passed.

Looking back on yesterday, it seems like it was just a year ago.

It wasn't just the pain, he felt that the strange aroma had an effect on the brain, especially on the brain's perception of time.

Then he practiced the Qi-cleansing Technique.

When the meridians were damaged by the Cleansing Meridians Technique, he practiced the first level of the Dragon Transformation Technique again. The strange fragrance once again penetrated into the meridians and began to repair them.

After repairing, use the Cleansing Meridians Technique, and when it reaches the limit, use the first level of the Dragon Transformation Technique.

Repeat this cycle until the dragon fat scent disappears completely.

The twelve dragon-binding ropes are hidden in the twelve meridians, ready to be unleashed.

Chu Zhiyuan was not in a hurry to start the attack.

He left Tingtaoyuan.

The night is hazy and the lights are coming on.

He walked out of Prince Qing's Mansion and slowly walked towards the new house next to Houtu Sect.

The streets of Prince Qing's mansion are clean and spotless.

The two teams of guards were patrolling each other, all of them had solemn expressions and were full of energy and vigor. When they saw him, they all saluted with their fists clasped.

Chu Zhiyuan nodded slightly and continued forward.

As soon as you leave Qingwangfu Street, it's like a different world, noisy and bustling. When you reach Fenghuang Avenue, it's even more prosperous.

The bustling crowds are mostly people who have just finished a day's work, bringing their wives and children. The children are running and playing, weaving through the crowd, and the adults are scolding.

Most of them are martial arts masters, carrying swords on their waists, looking imposing and with bright eyes, as if they are ready to take action at any time.

Chu Zhiyuan was in the Four Spirits Formation of Guo Chi and his brows were slightly furrowed.

He sensed a faint smell of blood in the crowd.

After concentrating on searching, he found that the bloody smell came from some people, and there was a layer of black air above their heads.

The black air loomed like a dark cloud.

Chu Zhiyuan was puzzled. This had never happened before. Was it because these people had never appeared in front of him before, or was it because of the evolution of his super senses that he saw these dark clouds?

Wherever he passed, there were three dark clouds, corresponding to three men, either young or middle-aged, all with excellent cultivation.

There was actually a master among them.

Chu Zhiyuan seemed to be thinking about something.

Among these three people, I have impressions of two of them, which means that these dark clouds can only be seen after the evolution of super senses.

Then why is there a faint fishy smell?
The fishy smell was like the scent of blood, floating over from a long distance, and it was very unpleasant to smell.

He suddenly stopped.

In the bustling crowd, Huang Shirong and two girls in white moved around with ease, as nimble as fish.

"Prince." Huang Shirong's figure flashed, and she accelerated suddenly, appearing not far in front of Chu Zhiyuan.

Guo Chi and the others took a step back.

Huang Shirong came closer, clasped his fists and said with a smile: "Congratulations, Prince."

She already knew that Chu Zhiyuan had reached the Grandmaster level.

The twenty-year-old Grandmaster is even more amazing than himself.

She wasn't jealous much.

I have long known how fast Chu Zhiyuan was progressing and that he had an amazing intuition. This intuition can not only predict danger but is also of great benefit to his cultivation.

What's more, the two people's identities are completely different and do not constitute a competitive relationship.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled: "Master Huang has become a Grandmaster, but his position has not changed?"

"The position of Zhenwusi depends on merit. Without merit, it is useless."

"Didn't you kill a few evil sect monsters?"

Huang Shirong said: "It's really strange that the evil sect demon has tucked his tail between his legs and won't come to Yujing anymore."

According to the usual circumstances, there should be a lot of evil sects and monsters sneaking into Yujing by now, taking the opportunity to stir up trouble.

Even though so many experts came from the Zhenwu Division, they posed no threat to the evil sect monsters, and they were not afraid at all.

Chu Zhiyuan pursed his lips: "What are the origins of these two people?"

Huang Shirong looked in the direction his gaze fell on a father and son.

The two men, one middle-aged and the other young, had similar facial features and one could tell at first glance that they were father and son.

Not only the appearance but also the posture seem to have been carved from the same mold.

"They are Deng Tonghe and Deng Yifan from the Chengxin Sect. They are quite famous." Huang Shirong frowned slightly. "Is there something wrong with them?"

She was very smart. Chu Zhiyuan first mentioned the evil sect monsters, and then specifically pointed out these two. It was obvious that these two people were the evil sect monsters.

Chu Zhiyuan said: "I just feel something is wrong, but I can't say whether it is from an evil sect or not."

Huang Shirong looked solemn, retracted her gaze, turned to look at Wen Qianqian and Xu Mengyu, and whispered: "Check this father and son."

"It's better to follow them." Chu Zhiyuan said: "I can't tell what's wrong, it's just a hunch."

He pouted at an old man in brown clothes who was passing by: "And that one."

"This is new." Huang Shirong said.

She has a photographic memory. She walks on this street every day. Although it seems bustling and crowded, she can remember almost everyone she passes by on this street.

You can recognize a newcomer at a glance.

Chu Zhiyuan clasped his fists and said with a smile: "I'm going to the new house to retreat."

"How long will the prince be in seclusion?"

"It could be one day, or it could be five or six days." Chu Zhiyuan said, "It depends on whether it goes smoothly or not."

"Want to advance to the next level?" Huang Shirong asked.

After she saw the bronze building, she knew that it was not something that could be achieved in a short period of time. It would require long-term efforts and accumulation bit by bit.

"Well, we need to break through the first floor of the copper building as soon as possible."

"As expected of you, you are the prince." Huang Shirong said with a smile.

Chu Zhiyuan came to a bed in the new house and began to attack the first floor of the copper building.

Huang Shirong mobilized people to investigate these three people.

(End of this chapter)