It happened that the afterglow of dusk shone through the window lattice, illuminating a wisp of sandalwood smoke rising from the desk.
Behind the spacious book desk, their senior brother Qingyang, who looked like a god with a jade-like crown, was sitting calmly, holding a Taoist book in one hand while he was subconsciously writing something on the book desk with the other.
Behind him was a row of bookshelves filled with Taoist books, and the thick aura of books hit their faces, making the two young Blood Pool disciples experience an unprecedented tranquility and remoteness.
On Xia Qingyang's left hand side is the 'Blood Star Mask', which exudes an aura of disaster.
On the right hand side is a single armored glove... The dark red color that seems to penetrate into the iron of the stars is chilling.
The strange thing is that originally any one of these two dangerous weapons would release an extremely terrifying aura, but in front of Xia Qingyang they were very quiet and submissive.
"Have you gained anything since you came?" Xia Qingyang asked calmly.
Xiao Liu and Xiao Qi, who were in the blood pool, could not help but feel the cold air coming out of their bodies at this time, and their cold poison broke out again.
Seeing this, Xia Qingyang put down the Taoist book in his hand, and slapped it with his free left hand.
Seeing this, the two of them felt that the souls of the dead were coming out, and they felt that the chief senior brother had really learned a lot from their master...
However, they soon realized that their senior brother Qingyang and Mrs. Xuanyin were different.
When the "Taiyin Blood Palm" hit them, it penetrated a stream of blood essence into their bodies, and then caused the blood vessels all over their bodies to spontaneously emit astonishing heat, thus overcoming the cold poison in their bodies and returning to their bodies.
I felt a warmth I hadn't felt in a long time.
"You have also practiced the blood evil method of suppressing the cold poison, right? Why are you still not able to completely suppress the cold poison?"
Xue Lu is a young-faced young man with a height of less than 1.6 meters. He said aggrievedly: “Our talents are not as good as yours, senior brother.
No longer taller!"
Xia Qingyang couldn't help but smile, this was a flaw of the Blood Pond Technique, and it was also the price of fast practice.
He then said: "You go to the Black Forest Dao Palace next door, find the statue of Lord Bloodlight Star, worship it, and see if you can gain anything."
The two looked at each other in confusion.
Xia Qingyang changed his angle and said, "That's the ancestor of our blood pool. There's no harm in paying your respects."
Only then did Xue Lu and Xue Qi suddenly realize, and he ran to the Dao Palace next door in a daze... Good guy, this was the first time they heard that their disciple had such a grandmaster who was a star king in the sky!
Their curiosity aroused, and they hurriedly ran to the next door... but were extremely depressed to find that they still had to queue up with those mortals.
Is their ancestor so popular?
According to the practice of the Demon Sect, they had already driven everyone away... Fortunately, they understood that this was all to provide incense for their ancestor, and since the master and senior brother Qingyang were both next door, it was better not to cause trouble.
After waiting in line for an hour, it was finally my turn.
They followed the example of the mortals next to them and worshiped respectfully...
Then, as soon as they finished kowtowing, they felt a scarlet blood light shining on their bodies... They felt an indescribable sense of comfort all over their bodies.
Under the irradiation of this blood light, the cold poison in their bodies was immediately suppressed to death, and it would not burden the body like the blood evil.
This caused them to quickly kowtow to the statue and lead the people behind them to kneel down and worship... This was the first time that the people of the Black Forest Kingdom saw a god manifested.
Patriarch Ma Zhong who visually inspected their blood pool can reap a big wave of incense.
In fact, Xia Qingyang is quite puzzled. Patriarch Ma Zhong has come out, but what about their Patriarch Ma Chen who really founded the Blood Pond inheritance?
Where did it go? This is.
After dark, both Xuelu and Xueqi came back.
Xia Qingyang still didn't talk about cultivation, but just asked them: "How are you? Are the people of Black Forest Country still enthusiastic?"
Xiaoliu and Xiaoqi nodded obediently and said: "They are all very enthusiastic. We...we have never felt this...this..."
They could not describe the mood of a group of people celebrating with them just now... just because they were bathed in blood and starlight, everyone was very happy.
Xia Qingyang nodded and said: "It's good to have this understanding. They are all followers of our ancestor. The ancestor gave us blood and light, and we must protect his followers on behalf of the ancestor."
Xuelu Xueqi nodded repeatedly, thinking that this was the right thing to do... Although it was a little strange, why did the painting style of their blood pool seem to be getting more and more crooked?
Then Xia Qingyang put away the book in his hand, put on the gloves with his right hand and picked up the mask with his left hand and put it on his face... The next moment, the frightened Mr. Blood appeared again.
He put on a mask and said: "I will not teach you any other new techniques, but I will give you special training on the most important basics."
"Now, let's begin..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the blood-colored stars on the 'Blood Star Mask' suddenly lit up... and then a blanket of blood-colored smoke filled the entire room.
Xue Lu and Xue Qi suddenly couldn't see anything in their field of vision, only a patch of blood red remained.
Xia Qingyang's voice slowly came out: "This is my blood pool's secret technique: "Blood Evil Divine Smoke". You need to feel the power of the blood evil in it, and then try to use "Taiyin Blood Palm" to disperse the blood smoke.
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After his words fell, he let the two junior brothers continue to wave their palms in the bloody smoke.
As for himself, he took off his mask and flicked the oil lamp, then opened the "Lingbao Mingtang Heart Sutra" and continued to meditate.
This Taoist book talks about many profound principles. Even if you read it word for word, you will have a new understanding of the previous part every time you read it.
Every time at this time, he had to start his enlightenment all over again, and then a completely different kind of enlightenment emerged from his heart.
And even if he reads it roughly once first, he will have a different perception after reading it the second time...
This is very strange, as if different reading methods can get great inspiration from it... In comparison, the Taoist canons that Xia Qingyang compiled before seem far inferior.
But turning around, when he reads through the "Lingbao Mingtang Heart Sutra" and then looks at those Taoist scriptures, he will find that his understanding of these Taoist scriptures will be different again.
It's as if this mere Taoist book contains everything.
It’s really complicated.
This is completely different from the profound scriptures that Xia Qingyang thought.
The Taoist books he had read before were all as incomprehensible as possible. Without a foundation or insufficient understanding, it would be really difficult to understand the principles they described.
But this volume of the "Lingbao Mingtang Heart Sutra" tells the 'Tao' in a more popular way, as if it wants to ensure that all beings in the world, even the stupid ones, can find their own insights from it.
This is... to intercept a glimmer of opportunity for all living beings!