One Qi Chaoyang

Chapter 172 Chapter 171: Secret Follow

Zhou Xing believed in a saying: If you feel something in your heart, you must know it, and if you know it, you must see it.

Only seeing is believing.

The "Seven Transformations of True Blood" he practiced required him to choose one true blood to build his foundation. After the foundation was built, he would then mix it with other true blood based on the true blood he used to build his foundation.

Just like building the foundation with Zhensha, and then opening the palace with Tiangang, but in the end, to form the elixir, it is necessary to follow the mutual embrace of yin and yang, or the progressive fusion of the same sex, or the concept of the mutual generation of the five elements.

The above three are common and the most acceptable to people all over the world, but they are not the only ones. There are also the Three Talents Method, Four Seasons Method, Six Qi Method, Seven Stars Method, Eight Trigrams Method, Nine Palaces Method, and Ten Perfect Methods.

Therefore, Tiandu Mountain had already laid the foundation for everyone when everyone was still in the lower academy. If you are a disciple from the lower academy of Tiandu Mountain and study hard.

Even if one does not achieve anything through practice, one will definitely have vision.

Some independent cultivators may have cultivated the Mysterious Light, or even built a foundation under good fortune, but they may not understand as much as the disciples of the lower courtyard of Tiandu Mountain.

However, the method of "Seven Transformations of True Blood" which is unique to the royal family is naturally mysterious.

Its full name is "True Blood Seven Transformations Manual". If it were to be spread around the world, it would surely attract cultivators from all over the world to snatch it. Most medium-sized sects do not have manual-level exercises. Although this "True Blood Seven Transformations Manual" does not belong to the mainstream cultivation methods, it pursues blood mutation and sublimation. If it were obtained by the leaders of some small sects, they would probably change their cultivation methods without hesitation.

When he was building his foundation, he used the real blood condensed from the blood of the three kinds of fish with a trace of dragon blood, the golden-eyed carp in the royal breeding forest, the dragon-whiskered green carp offered on Mount Li, and the blue-blooded carp obtained by chance, to build his foundation.

After knowing that this was a snake transforming into a dragon, he immediately rushed over.

As for the cat demon bloodline of the banker's family, in his opinion, it was like raising a demon beast that could be taken at any time.

Although the snake in Panshe Mountain failed to transform into a dragon, it had already survived a thunder tribulation and must have undergone some changes. If it had successfully transformed into a dragon, it would not be easy for him to obtain its true blood, because after transforming into a dragon, it would be equivalent to a Jindan cultivator.

When Emperor Wu of Zhou founded the country, he made an agreement with all the demons in the world. If a demon could obtain the inner elixir, the place where he achieved enlightenment would become his Taoist temple, and all sects in the world, the royal family of Zhou, and the aristocratic families must recognize it.

Of course, if the place where this demon attained enlightenment was the base of another sect, then it could also choose an unowned land in the Great Zhou as its place of practice.

But most of the time, they would leave and go overseas to find an unowned island to build their own dojo, or to the eternal night in the south, after all, that was a paradise for demons.

But not all demons are willing to go to the Eternal Night in the south. The demons that grew up here are more or less influenced by human skills, and are not as unscrupulous as the demons in the Eternal Night.

Si Songnian was born in Yanming Mountain, which is located in the north of the royal city and serves to protect the royal city. The cultivators there were all soldiers who had followed King Wu to conquer the world and made military achievements. They were given martial arts skills and a place to practice in Yanming Mountain.

Gradually, more and more monks appeared in the vast Yanming Mountain. These monks, whose ancestors were soldiers, were able to receive offerings from the court, and they all had ranks, and spirit stones were issued according to their ranks.

Therefore, when the princes and sons of the royal family are in need, they can select the monks from Yanming Mountain as their guards. Of course, after they become guards, they need to be paid a salary.

Si Songnian built his foundation with Fire Evil, and cultivated the "Thousand Fires Melting Heart Magical Method". He didn't cultivate many spells, but he had been practicing the Red Flame Sword Technique since he was a child, and he was extremely proficient in it. Not only was he well-known in Yanming Mountain, he also enjoyed a great reputation in the north.

There was once an incident where someone entered a tomb alone and killed a thousand-year-old ghost king with three swords.

Because his ancestors were soldiers in the army, his swordsmanship was not the art of flying swords, but the art of holding the sword. He wielded the sword at close range and killed the enemy by beheading them on Mount Sumeru.

He walked in front, leading Zhou Xing towards the place where he had seen the raging flames before.

I saw a rock, but there was no one here. However, from the traces here, it is certain that at least three people have appeared here.

Especially from the traces on the ground, they could be sure that someone had performed the earth-moving technique here.

There was a foundation-building cultivator beside Zhou Xing. His nose moved slightly, sniffing the air, and he said, "Your Highness, there are three people, at least two of them are women."

The monk had a turned-up nose, pointing to the sky, and the tip of his nose was red. Everyone looked at him, his face was a little red, and he said excitedly: "The two women had fragrances on them, which should be the Honey Perfume and Heavenly Dew Perfume of Shuixiufang."

"The other person didn't have any perfume on him. He was probably a man. The scent on his body was so light that it was undetectable. But he should have drawn the talisman here."

"The smell of that talisman ink is not the talisman ink known in the world."

No one knows what his original name was, and now he is called Dog-nosed Taoist.

He didn't have any other special abilities, but he could smell and identify smells. As long as he had smelled something before, he would be able to tell where the smell came from when he smelled it again.

"There are many people in the Great Zhou Kingdom who can make their own unique talisman ink."

A person nearby said, "Moreover, the rouge and perfume from Shuixiufang are sold in all the major cities of Dazhou, and many people buy them. But your nose seems to have smelled nothing."

He didn't want the dog-nosed Taoist to show off in front of His Highness.

"Hmph, then what can you see here?" said the Dog-nosed Taoist with a cold snort.

Zhou Xing didn't care about the infighting around him. He thought this kind of competition was good and would help him manage them.

"Haha, then let me show you the mystery of the treasure that guards my Yuanguang Cave." After Taoist Xuanji finished speaking, he said to Zhou Xing, "Your Highness, this is a mysterious magic weapon refined by our ancestors. Although it is not listed as a magic weapon, its mystery is not inferior to that of magic weapons, and its wonderful application is even better than that of many magic weapons."

Zhou Xing smiled and said, "I have always known that there is a method of tracing back the round light in the round light cave of Yanming Mountain, so I asked the Taoist priest to come out of the mountain, just to borrow your magic method to help me find what I am looking for. If the Taoist priest can make a contribution, I will definitely get some benefits from you."

Taoist Xuanji was lean and slender, wearing a Yin-Yang Taoist robe, with a bright smile on his face. He said, "Your Highness, look at me."

After he said that, he took out a mirror from the Qiankun bag sewn inside his lapel.

The mirror was the size of a palm, with a complex pattern carved on the back. Miraculously, the mirror surface could not reflect any scene.

When he took it out, he blew a breath on the mirror, wiped it with his hand, then chanted a mantra and used the mirror to reflect the rock.

Apparently, he knew that someone had drawn symbols on the rock, and this was the person everyone was concerned about.

Everyone was looking at the mirror. They saw that originally it was pitch black and there was nothing on it, but now slowly colors began to spread and scenes appeared.

The scene was full of colorful lights, which slowly gathered into this area.

The rock was reflected in the mirror. Not only the bluestone, but also a human figure appeared in the mirror.

The outline of the figure was not very clear, and it was very vague, as if it was about to merge into the void. He wanted to take a clearer picture of it.

Then he silently chanted the mantra in his heart: "The mirror heart reveals the wonders, illuminating the past."

No matter how bright the mirror was, the originally blurry human figure seemed to be disturbed by waves in time and space. The human figure was actually rippling and distorted in the mirror. The human figure dispersed like a reflection in the water and turned into a piece of light.

The light was a pale flame, and it seemed as if it was about to shine through the lens. Taoist Xuanji couldn't help but let go of the hand that was holding the mirror. He felt that the mirror was too hot, and if he held it any longer, he would get burned.

As soon as the mirror fell to the ground, he immediately picked it up with a heartache. The mirror was only slightly warm in his hand, not hot anymore. However, when his consciousness merged into the mirror, he found that the precious mirror he had nurtured and refined for many years was so strange, like a strange and cold woman.

He wanted to cry, he looked up, looked at His Highness, and looked at the others.

There was doubt in His Highness's eyes. He did not dare to say that he wanted to refine and nourish the treasure mirror again, as he did not know whether the spirituality of the treasure mirror was damaged.

It will take at least a year before the magic mirror can be used.

The eyes of the others, especially the Taoist priest with the dog nose, were full of smiles.

"It seems that there is an expert who drew a talisman here. It is a dangerous talisman, so Your Highness feels something." Si Songnian said.

Zhou Xing looked at the rock again and said, "Let's go into the mountain first. Only when we find the white snake that has survived the catastrophe can our journey be worthwhile."

They returned to the original road again and headed towards the mountains. Soon, their figures were swallowed up by the green mountains and clear waters.

After they disappeared, a figure walked out from the shadows of the forest.

Zhao Fuyun hid himself in the shadows of the mountains and forests to make his invisibility method even more mysterious. He found that this invisibility method seemed simple, but it was mysterious when you peeped deeper.

Now we can hide ourselves, so, in the future, can we conceal some events? If it is deeper, in the future, will it be possible to make a person disappear completely from the world?

This is just his vision for this spell.

Zhao Fuyun sensed the breath of that group of people lingering in the void, and thought, if there was a way to capture the other party's breath lingering between heaven and earth.

Then you can cast the spell of killing from a distance without having to take the risk of getting close.

He followed behind the other person, keeping pace.

……

Zhou Xing and his group walked into the mountains. Zhou Xing looked back at the road they came from, but did not say anything. He always felt like something was following him.

A warning sign from the depths of his soul made him feel uneasy.

That was an instinct he acquired after building his true blood foundation. His perception of danger was so good that even the Purple Mansion cultivator next to him was not as good as him.

"Your Highness, what's wrong? Do you feel like there is someone behind you?" Si Songnian said.

Zhou Xing frowned slightly and nodded.

Although Si Songnian did not feel it, he knew that the cultivation method of His Highness was different from that of ordinary cultivators. It was a treasure book of the royal family and was extremely mysterious. It was normal for him to be able to sense things that he could not sense.

So he sent a message: "Your Highness, why don't you walk in front, and I will hide on the side of the road to see if I can see the person hiding."

Zhou Xing thought about it and nodded.

Walking in front, behind a big tree, Si Songnian took out a puppet, which was a lifelike wooden statue of Si Songnian.

This is his substitute puppet. He can use magic to transform it into himself, and it can also block curses for him.

He threw the puppet to the ground. The puppet fell to the ground and changed rapidly. The clothes on its body seemed to be painted with colors by invisible hands, the same colors as Si Songnian's body.

The Dharma light was moving and growing rapidly, like a child who had grown up in just a few breaths and looked old, becoming what Si Songnian is now.

The stand-in, Si Songnian, looked very stiff at first, but soon a smile appeared on his face. He then took steps. The first two or three steps were not agile and he walked slowly, but after four steps, he was like a normal person.

Zhou Xing took Si Songnian's substitute and went towards the mountain, while Si Songnian hid behind a tree. He took out a talisman in his hand and slapped it on his body. The talisman turned into a ball of faint light that enveloped him, and his body was hidden in the smoke and dust.

The smoke and dust quickly dimmed again, and Si Songnian in it seemed as if he had never existed at all.

Zhao Fuyun stood in the shadow without moving, because he clearly felt that there was a ball of heat behind the tree that did not move.

He knew that the heat belonged to the Purple Mansion cultivator among the group.

However, when he saw the Purple Mansion cultivator leaving the other group, he couldn't help but think that the Si Songnian who left must be a fake.

He didn't dare to use his own eyes to see through the opponent's magic, but he sensed that Si Songnian, who was leaving, did not have any burning anger on his body. His sensitivity to anger made him know clearly where the anger was the heaviest in this forest.

After that, he didn't dare to stare with his own eyes, for fear that his gaze would break the opponent's spell.

Now, this Si Songnian is hiding behind the tree, waiting for me?
"He is quite alert." Zhao Fuyun thought to himself.

He didn't move, he waited.

Now that Zhou Xing has separated from the Purple Mansion cultivator, it would be a good opportunity to see if the shopkeeper of the grocery store will take action.

If he comes, now is a good opportunity.

He thought to himself, time passed by little by little.

Si Songnian stood there. He believed that as long as someone passed by him, he would be able to find them even if the other person hid their figure.

However, he had another worry in his heart. He was afraid that he would be separated from His Highness and that His Highness would be in danger in the mountains.

The mountains and forests undulate like waves in the wind. Looking into the distance, fog has already risen, making the mountains look mysterious and vast for a moment.

The bushes along the road had already hidden the figures of Zhou Xing and his group.

He discovered that this piece of mountain was actually dangerous. No wonder there were snakes here that could cultivate to the level of transforming into dragons.

Suddenly, he heard a low, animal-like roar.

His heart tightened involuntarily, and he immediately chased in the direction Zhou Xing and his group left.

He felt that the roaring beast was a white snake transforming into a dragon.

He was not with His Highness, but the white snake appeared unexpectedly, and he felt a chill and sense of danger in his heart.

In the mountains, prey is never fixed.

(End of this chapter)