Huangxiu

Chapter 644 Golden Net
"Not that strong?" Chu Honglin frowned and looked at him.

Chu Zhiyuan slightly closed his eyes, muttered strange words, and formed seals with his palms.

The movements of making seals were so skillful that it seemed as if they had been practiced for a long time. They formed the seals swiftly and then closed them gently.

His body was quickly covered with a faint golden light, and he became solemn and dignified.

A ball of golden light descended from the void, the size of a fist, and condensed into a small net.

The golden net was the size of a handkerchief and fell lightly towards Chu Honglin.

Chu Honglin stretched out his hand and let it fall into his palm.

The golden net immediately penetrated into his palm.

"Um--?"

He suddenly frowned and looked at his palm, feeling that his palm was separated from his body and lost contact.

Chu Zhiyuan didn't dare to use his super senses in this palace, he just stared intently.

"Uncle Fifteen, how do you feel?"

"Weird! Very weird!"

"Then come again!"

Chu Zhiyuan formed seals with his palms and slightly closed his eyes.

His lips moved, making strange notes.

At the same time, visualize a strange pattern in your mind.

The pattern is like thousands of peonies blended together, with layer upon layer of folds mixed together, densely packed yet with no regularity.

He knew that merely visualizing this pattern would probably stump most people if it was not directly transmitted into the mind and remembered.

It is too complicated and too dense, a density and complexity that exceeds the limit of memory and makes people dizzy.

He felt that if he didn't have a photographic memory, he would soon lose his memory.

Even if it is inherited, if the memory is not good, it will soon become blurred, and eventually there will be some mistakes here and there, and it will no longer be able to be used.

After a moment, a faint golden light appeared on his body, and he looked solemn and dignified.

Put your hands together to form a new hand seal.

As soon as the new hand seal was completed, a ball of golden light appeared in the void and quickly condensed into a golden net.

This golden net was twice as big as the previous one and floated towards Chu Honglin.

This time, Chu Honglin did not extend his right hand, but his left hand.

The golden net sank into his left palm.

His expression changed slightly, and he frowned, "It's really weird!"

"Uncle Fifteen, what's wrong? Tell me now!"

Chu Honglin thought about it, and finally shook his head: "Give it a try on yourself."

“…Okay then.” Chu Zhiyuan then performed it again.

This time he made the golden net even smaller, only the size of half a palm.

Chu Honglin laughed.

When the golden net fell towards him, Chu Zhiyuan suddenly accelerated and rushed over, standing in front of Chu Honglin, stretching out his hand to block the golden net.

Chu Zhiyuan suddenly felt that his left palm was no longer his own and he had lost control of it.

It was as if it had been amputated and the hand was completely lost.

Chu Zhiyuan didn't dare to use his super sense to see other people, but he could see inside himself.

Under the light from within, a golden net enveloped and wrapped the left palm.

The left palm was like a fish caught in a fishing net, unable to move anymore.

When the vital energy flowed in, the breath that was supposed to flow into the palm meridians flowed directly into the golden net and was absorbed by the golden net, making the golden net brighter.

The blood that originally flowed toward the palm was also absorbed by the golden net, making the golden net brighter.

Chu Zhiyuan looked at Chu Honglin in surprise.

Chu Honglin was staring at his palms with a frown, his aura surging.

The palms began to light up gradually.

In the soft white light, the golden net gradually emerged on his skin.

The white light and the golden net are competing with each other and entangled with each other.

Slowly, the white light became brighter and brighter, and the golden net began to dim.

As one light rose, the other fell, until finally the white light suddenly became brighter, and the burst of light destroyed the golden net, causing it to dissipate into the air.

"call--!"

Chu Honglin shook his palms. The feeling of regaining control was so wonderful.

It is more beautiful to regain something after losing it. Chu Zhiyuan also began to use the Great Light Fist, holding back the power of the Great Light Fist.

A ball of white light appeared in the void and condensed into a fist. After the fist of light entangled with the golden net for a moment, it was broken through by the fist of light and dissipated.

Chu Zhiyuan also breathed a sigh of relief.

The feeling of being isolated by the golden net is too scary.

This Great Demon Subduing Seal is too overbearing, and its power is a bit astonishing.

Now it can be used, and it has such power even before it is intended.

"How is it?" Chu Honglin said with a smile, "Did I make the right choice?"

"Thank you, Uncle Fifteen!" Chu Zhiyuan said with a smile, "As expected, you are the most powerful one!"

Chu Honglin said: "In fact, it is beyond my expectation. According to some ancient records, the Great Demon Subduing Seal is a miraculous skill that can truly restrain the demons, and its power is the best."

"If they are so powerful, why did the inheritance of Fumo Lingshan end?"

"Clouds gather and disperse, what goes up must decline, what lives must die, the same is true for the Demon Subduing Mountain, and all those powerful sects in ancient times had the same ending."

"Isn't it because of the decline of spiritual energy?" Chu Zhiyuan said.

“As the demon world grew stronger, some of the spiritual energy was indeed devoured, but this is not the fundamental reason why the ancient sect was cut off.”

"What's the reason for that?"

"Time passes and people's hearts change." Chu Honglin shook his head and said, "Most sects were destroyed by internal strife."

Chu Zhiyuan frowned.

Chu Honglin said: "For example, the Demon Subduing Mountain was destroyed because of the civil strife, which led to the loss of the Six Paths Demon Subduing Scripture."

"This kind of sect often has a mature inheritance mechanism to prevent internal strife, right?"

"If it was really useful, there wouldn't be so many internal conflicts in the sects." Chu Honglin snorted, "Just like the throne, if the eldest son of the emperor was established to inherit, would it prevent the fight?"

Chu Zhiyuan was silent.

Even if the eldest prince became the crown prince, he could not completely stop the ambitions of other princes.

After all, he is only one step away from the throne, and the temptation of the throne is too great. It is not only about power, but also about cultivation and longevity.

Unless it is like Xiaotianwaitian, where the Emperor's Sword directly recognizes its master.

But the practitioners in Tianwai Tian are too powerful to allow a spirit to choose the emperor.

"Okay, this kind of thing is not something we can worry about. The Great Demon Subduing Seal and the Great Light Fist can also help each other. The Great Light Fist can help you understand it, and it can also help you understand the Great Light Fist."

"A heart of light, a heart of compassion," Chu Zhiyuan nodded, "and a heart to slay demons and monsters."

He tried to guess the breath of the withered old man.

He sat cross-legged in the void, which was black and was broken by the golden light around him.

Is this black darkness?

Is the golden light compassion, anger, or murderous intent in the darkness?
What do the notes the withered old man is chanting mean and what language are they in?

"Uncle Fifteen, is there any record about the Demon Subduing Spiritual Mountain? I want to take a look."

"Let's go, let's leave first." Chu Honglin said, "I'll give it to you later."

"Yes."

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Ninth Prince's Mansion
In the brightly lit courtyard, Chu Zhiyuan was sitting in a small pavilion, drinking wine and reading a book.

"Yuan Gu Gou Xuan Lu" is a book that records the history of sects in ancient times.

The dark yellow silk book was given to him by Chu Honglin from Diwu Academy.

He saw the records about the Demon-Subduing Mountain on it.

The Demon-Subduing Spiritual Mountain is the mortal enemy of the demons.

In ancient times, countless demons died at the hands of the disciples of Fumo Lingshan.

When the demon masters saw the disciples of Fumo Lingshan, they fled away like mice seeing a cat.

If there weren't so few disciples in the Demon-Subduing Mountain, perhaps all the demons had already been killed.

The disciples of Fumo Lingshan's favorite thing is to kill the disciples of the demon clan. They are extremely bloodthirsty and are more like demons than the demons themselves.

Disciples of the Demon-Subduing Spiritual Mountain cannot leave the mountain unless they have reached the Divine Transformation Realm. Anyone who goes down the mountain will surely stir up a bloody storm among the demons.

Therefore, some people infer that the final destruction of Fumo Lingshan was most likely related to the demons.

Chu Zhiyuan suddenly smiled.

Finally, I saw in the book that the music recited by the disciples of Fumo Lingshan was the divine text.

There are even rumors that the Six Paths Demon Subduing Sutra originated from the gods.

(End of this chapter)