Who let him join the Sword Sect!

Chapter 162 I am not alone in this way
After hanging up a sign indicating that the company was in seclusion and no visitors were welcome, Zhang Ze placed a plate of incense on the table.

When straightened, a coil of incense is about ten meters long.

I bought this at the night market, and they say one plate lasts for half a month. Taking it out now is a good time to use it to keep track of time, just in case I lost track of time after the retreat ended, like last time.

After lighting the incense, Zhang Ze took a deep breath.

It tastes good, like chrysanthemum.

Entering the gray and empty trial space of the system again, Zhang Ze sat down cross-legged. At this time, his original suturing technique had been deduced to the level of 230 breaths.

Zhang Ze closed his eyes and continued to deduce. After a small attempt to add a touch of Longhu Mountain flavor, Zhang Ze experienced a new way of dying.

It was a kind of soul-leaving-body experience, a very unique way of dying. Zhang Ze felt that half of his soul was pulled out of his body and then torn into two halves.

At the moment when his soul was about to be annihilated, Zhang Ze saw the changes in his body from the perspective of his out-of-body soul. The flesh and bones on the right side of his body dissipated and turned into a soul.
The experiment failed, and Zhang Ze reappeared in the trial space but did not continue to deduce. Instead, he stared at his right hand in a daze. He felt that the scene just now was so familiar.

Zhang Ze thought for a while before he remembered that it was the big tiger, the big tiger whose half body could be transformed into a soul.

"I remember there seemed to be a Taoist scripture in the big tiger's box."

After exiting the trial space, Zhang Ze pushed the door and ran out. Not long after, he came back with a box of books.

This box is full of copies of the treasured books of Longhu Mountain, but they are not secret manuals of martial arts, but travel notes, miscellaneous talks and biographies recorded by the successive masters and heavenly masters of Longhu Mountain.

Unlike Longhu Mountain and Jianzong, their Taoist masters are very free and have kept many secrets in archives, including their own and those of others.

Putting the box on the ground, Zhang Ze took out the big tiger's box from his treasure bag.

He reached down and pulled out an unnamed Taoist scripture from the bottom.

A very thick Taoist scripture.

This nameless Taoist scripture fell into the hands of the tiger demon after the death of the Taoist demon. After so many years, it is still not damaged. It seems to be an extraordinary item.

Judging from the handwriting on it, the nameless Taoist scripture had had countless owners before the big tiger.

On the first page, the first unknown Taoist wrote the following words.

[With the teachings of my benevolent teacher Taiyin, I will surely march forward with a candle]

Zhang Ze put down the nameless Taoist scripture and took out a biography of a Taoist master from the box in Longhu Mountain.

The Legend of Taiyin

The six sects' mental methods are not static. Over the years, countless geniuses have continuously improved them. There are also many people who want to stand on the shoulders of their predecessors and blaze new trails, and this Taiyin Taoist is one of them.

According to the "Taiyin Biography", Taiyin Taoist was extremely talented and wanted to complete the Longhu Mountain's mental method with the techniques of Yangshen and Yinhun. He went out many times to look for opportunities, but in the end he did not get the right result and ended up dying.

The fragment of his book "Taiyin Heart Method" was also lost and its whereabouts are unknown. His disciples and friends left Longhu Mountain to seek his master, but to no avail.

Zhang Ze picked up the nameless Taoist scripture again and read it carefully page by page.

The first Taoist priest’s name was unknown, and when he finished writing, he wrote a number at the end of the page.

One hundred and eighty-seven.

Then came the second, the third, and each successor wrote a number at the end of their handwriting.

Two hundred and thirty-six, three hundred and seventy-one
That was their lifespan, which was sometimes long and sometimes short but never interrupted. This string of numbers only stopped being recorded after one of their owners went astray.

With this evil Taoist as the dividing point, the owner of the Taoist scriptures no longer deduced the mental method, but instead used this "Taiyin Mental Method" as the basis to deduce the magic and recorded it in the Taoist scriptures.

The eyeballs refined by the big tiger and the magic that transformed half of its body into a soul all came from this.

Zhang Ze turned to the last page and saw a dark brown tiger paw print on it.

He was so angry that he laughed. He thought that the big tiger must have stepped on it when it was eating the monster, leaving this thing behind.

This Taoist scripture has been endowed with magical powers by successive owners, so that it will not be easily damaged. However, it is a miracle that it has survived so many twists and turns to this day.

Although the mental method recorded on it had some omissions due to having gone through many masters, it clearly showed Zhang Ze the entire process of a mental method from nothing to something, then to building the foundation, golden elixir, and finally stopping at the Nascent Soul stage.

It also records the entire process of deducing the exercises based on the mental method.

This is a precious specimen.

Zhang Ze picked up the nameless Taoist scripture and "Taiyin Biography" and pushed the door open and ran out again. He had something to ask Old Tang.

Old Tang, who was sitting in the yard picking his feet and basking in the sun, was delighted when he saw Zhang Ze running towards him in a hurry.

"Aren't you in seclusion? Who would come out twice in one hour of seclusion?"

"Master Dao, let me ask you something. Are the most basic skills after building the foundation all deduced from the mental method?" Zhang Ze asked.

"Nonsense, how did Li Guanqi teach you? You don't even know this." Old Tang frowned.

"I understand. Master Dao, please continue to rest." After saying this, Zhang Ze was about to run back.

"Come back! What are you holding in your hand?" Old Tang called back Zhang Ze who was about to run away.

Since he already had an idea, Zhang Ze didn't mind taking a little time. He handed the two books to Old Tang. After all, these were all things from Longhu Mountain.

Old Tang picked up "The Legend of Taiyin" and took a look. "Isn't this written by me?"

"Huh?" Zhang Ze was stunned by what Old Tang said.

"Master Taiyin, my uncle. What's wrong? Do you have any objection?" Old Tang said in a calm tone.

"So who is the person who went down the mountain to find a master but failed?" Zhang Ze asked Old Tang. "I am the only one who has the title of Taoist Master." Old Tang patted his chest.

Zhang Ze recalled the parallel prose in "Taiyin Biography" with neat parallelism, harmonious rhythm and beautiful words, and glanced at the unkempt old Tang.
Never mind the details.

"What is this?" Old Tang put "Taiyin Biography" on the table and shook the nameless Taoist scripture in his hand.

"The fragment of the Taiyin Heart Sutra written by Taiyin Dao Ren, although it was later distorted, it is still the Taiyin Heart Sutra."

Old Tang's hands trembled and he almost dropped the book on the ground. He quickly held the book in his hands as if it were a treasure, and carefully opened the first page to read.

Zhang Ze had memorized all the contents of the book. He said to Old Tang, "Master, please take your time to read it. I will go back to seclusion."

Old Tang waved his hand, signaling Zhang Ze to do as he pleased.

After returning to his room and hanging up the sign, Zhang Ze closed his eyes and entered the system.

Standing in the endless gray space, he first adjusted his mood.

To be honest, Zhang Ze felt that he was a little inflated. Ever since he met the sect leader, he felt that he was walking on a path that had never been seen before and would never be repeated.

I feel like I'm so awesome, like the Destiny Child.

I felt I was on my own, but now it seems
This path is not unique.

The gifts from these fellow travelers were right before his eyes, but he was unaware of them.

Clicking on the system interface, Zhang Ze looked at the basic skills that he had almost forgotten.

Drawing inspiration and experience from the Nameless Daoist Scripture, Zhang Ze intended to reverse engineer these most fundamental techniques and verify them with the various sects' mental methods, attempting to understand the operating principles of those mental methods from another perspective.

Just like walking through a maze, it is very troublesome to walk from the entrance to the exit, but it is much easier to walk from the exit to the intersection.

Zhang Ze no longer made random attempts without any purpose, but began to stumble forward with the guidance of his predecessors.

"First, solve the problem of building the foundation to the golden elixir."

Half a month later.

Zhang Ze stood up from the ground. The system's usage space was still gray and there was no sound, but there was a booklet in Zhang Ze's hand.

Zhang Ze didn’t remember how many times he died in the system during this period, nor did he remember how many difficulties he encountered. He only knew that he succeeded.

Now this basic mental method is running in his body.

It runs smoothly and naturally.

The speed of practicing the mental method in his hand was not fast, and his realm was only at the foundation-building stage, and he was still one step away from breaking through to the golden elixir stage.

But its biggest advantage is compatibility, just like the Hundred Demons Sect's mental method is compatible with the Hundred Demons branch.

This mental method is compatible with the skills of the three sects: Longhu Mountain, Cangshan Beast Taming Sect, and Sword Sect.

Moreover, if you don’t want to continue practicing halfway, you can seamlessly switch to the path of these three sects when you reach the Golden Elixir stage.

There is one chance to regret.

It is just right for the current Qianji Pavilion.

But Zhang Ze still had some doubts. Although he had experimented many times himself and was sure that there was nothing wrong with this mental method, he didn't know how it would perform if others practiced it.

Maybe it's because of my special physique that this thing can only be used by me.

It would be funny if you can practice fine but others become obsessed with it.

Zhang Ze thought for a long time and felt that just standing there in a daze was not a solution. He used the system's power to create something out of nothing and printed out this mental method that did not yet have a name.

He planned to discuss it with his master, Lao Tang, and others.

Feeling the scroll appearing in his hand, Zhang Ze opened his eyes.

Then he saw a gray haze in front of him.

There is also a smell of chrysanthemum.

"on fire?"

Stimulated by the smell of chrysanthemums, Zhang Ze finally remembered that it was the broken incense.

Because I have been sitting in this room for half a month without opening the window, now this place is no different from the Lingxiao Palace.

"When the boss was selling it, he clearly guaranteed that it was smoke-free. I have to deal with this person who bought fakes soon."

Zhang Ze waved his hand to disperse the smoke and opened all the windows, then he heard Lily's strange screams in the yard.

"Wow! The boss has gone crazy and set himself on fire! Come and save him!"

Zhang Ze pushed the door open and threw the book of mental skills at Lily's head, making her stagger.

"Keep your voice down, I'm fine, what's wrong with you?"

Lily rubbed her head and got up from the ground. She picked up the secret method and put it in her pocket. She ran towards Zhang Ze, then grabbed Zhang Ze's arm and pulled him out of the yard.

"I did it! Boss, come and see!"

"We, the Thousand Machine Monks, will never be afraid of a fight again," Lily said as she ran.

(End of this chapter)