In fact, Kagetaki Dansheng did not say how to treat the people who brought the Lingbi Mengyu. It was the child who made his own decision and wanted to treat everyone equally. In any case, the process cannot be skipped.
All the pens, inks, paper and inkstones were prepared, but no one started writing.
Zhou Xing stared at the hanging painting, his brows furrowed into the word "Chuan", which looked like random graffiti.
Looking at the people around him, even Meng Xiyu and Yang Shangjie seemed to have made no progress. Zhou Xing couldn't help but walk closer to the painting to take a closer look.
At this time, a cold snort sounded: "Your Excellency, you are blocking all of us. What do you mean?"
Zhou Xing looked back and saw that the speaker had a face as red as a jujube and his eyes were narrow and narrow. He didn't know who taught the disciples. His eyes were full of contempt, which he couldn't hide even if he tried to hide it. He thought he looked down on his low cultivation level, and maybe it had brought consequences to him.
He was jealous of the Lingbi Zhenyu and walked with Meng Xiyu.
"There shouldn't be a rule against viewing this painting up close, right?" Zhou Xing said calmly, "It only said that the five people who looked most like each other in the painting could see Senior Alchemy Saint, but it didn't say there was a difference in order. You can meet me later.
Same."
After saying that, Zhou Xing no longer cared about this person and turned to look at the painting.
The man wanted to say something more, but when he saw Yang Shangjie standing there calmly with no intention of stopping Zhou Xing, he had no choice but to give up. But Zhou Xing made a start, and it must be Yang Shangjie or Meng Xiyu next, so they could only arrange
It's in the back.
Zhou Xing looked at the paintings in front of him and thought of the scene when he encountered the stone tablet recording the exercises when he was participating in the Qianyi Sect selection. At first, he could not feel any breath, as if it was ordinary.
He immersed his mind in the dagger in the painting, trying to recall his original feeling. Finally, at a certain moment, the painting changed, as if it turned into an endless white world. There was nothing in this world, not spiritual energy, life, mountains and running water.
None of it exists.
"Weng!"
A faint voice sounded, and black appeared in this vast white world without warning, like white paper soaked in ink.
The black air flow surged around, and finally condensed into a black dagger. The blade of this sword was rough, like a defective product forged by an unskilled weapon maker, and it had not yet been sharpened, so there was no sharp edge at all.
But the next moment, the black dagger trembled slightly, and the entire white world began to tremble. The ultimate edge bloomed, as if it was going to tear the world apart completely.
The white world was riddled with holes by the sword energy. Then, the black dagger pointed its edge at Zhou Xing. Before the sword could move, he felt as if his body was about to be torn into pieces, and he felt excruciating pain all over his body.
I saw a flash of black light, and Zhou Xing's heartbeat stopped for a moment. When he looked closely, he saw that the black dagger had long since disappeared, but he was unscathed. The mighty power of the sword before seemed to be an illusion.
"I clearly feel like something is piercing my body?" Zhou Xingzheng was puzzled, and suddenly found that his whole body was warm, as if he had just been nourished by a big medicine, and everything could not be better.
"What's going on? The terrifying black sword that can destroy a world not only did not hurt me, but also benefited me greatly..." Zhou Xing retreated to his original position and fell into deep thought.
Next, Yang Shangjie took the initiative to let Meng Xiyu realize it first, and the latter did not refuse. Half a quarter of an hour later, it was the former's turn...
Before everyone could finish their thoughts one by one, Zhou Xing took up his pen and ink after some deep thought and drew the sword he understood on the white paper.
The size of Zhou Xing's sword is basically the same as the original painting, but the lines are smooth and the ink is even, like fine brushwork, but it is very different from the original painting.
Soon, Meng Xiyu and Yang Shangjie also completed their works, while the others seemed mostly confused and didn't know where to start.
Three hours later, the child reappeared, holding his hands behind his back, looking like he was pointing the country, and said: "There is no need to waste time on the things that have not been completed. Those who can figure out the mysteries will not need much time at all. Those who are not enlightened enough."
It can only be a useless effort."
After saying that, the child came over and put away the dozen or so paintings he had painted, and returned to the depths of the bamboo forest to meet the Dansheng Jingtaki.
After a while, the child pointed out five people with his finger, and then said to everyone: "The rest of the people can go down the mountain. I also want to ask Dan to come back in a month."
The people selected include Meng Xiyu, Zhou Xing, Qing Xianshi, and a man and a woman. The man is from Da'an Prefecture and the woman is from Donglin Sect.
Before leaving, Chen Wenle laughed and hugged Zhou Xing's shoulders and said: "If I had known better, I shouldn't have handed over the fish. You can meet Senior Dan Sheng on your own. I really want to taste the taste of Lingbi Zhenyu."
ah."
"Oh, if I hadn't been lucky enough to get the Lingbi Proverbs Fish, how could I have gotten him in his turn? He still occupied a quota, which cost us one less chance."
A voice came from the crowd who were walking out. Chen Wenle turned his head to look, but he didn't know who said it. He was angry and said sarcastically: "I am incompetent and I am still so weird. I said such a thing and didn't even admit it."
If you don’t have the courage, you are doomed to be mediocre in this life and be eliminated by the world.”
"Stop making any noise here and leave quickly." The boy looked at Zhou Xing and others again, "Follow me."
A few people walked into the depths of the smokey bamboo forest. Soon they heard the elegant music of the piano. After walking for dozens of steps, a medium-sized lake appeared in front of them. The surface of the lake was covered with black lotus leaves and there was a pure tree.
Black buds, but none bloomed.
"Black jade water lily!" the woman from the Donglin Sect said in surprise. This is a kind of elixir. A complete black jade water lily is comparable to a holy medicine. Even a certain part of it is very effective.
A few people looked around and saw a small stone pavilion built on the shore of the lake. An old man was sitting in it fishing. This old man looked ordinary, but he was integrated with everything around him. This is a very high state.
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Next to the old man, a woman with black hair like a waterfall, a graceful figure, an extraordinary temperament, and a black veil was playing the piano. When she saw the people coming, she stood up and said: "Master is never disturbed by foreign affairs when he is fishing.
Terminate, you can directly explain your intention."
Yang Shangjie took a step forward and said: "Senior Pill Saint, I would like to ask for a Mirror Nianxin Pill. I heard that there is a main medicine that is only available here, and the rest of the elixirs are already prepared."
The old man remained motionless. The woman nodded and said, "The next one."
After the Donglin sect woman and the young man from Da'an Mansion revealed the elixir they were seeking, Meng Xiyu said: "Xiyu came here not to seek elixirs, but to seek the spiritual jade fish."
The woman glanced at Meng Xiyu in surprise, without commenting, but looked at Zhou Xing: "I think it is this young master who brought the Lingbi Proverbs. Thank you very much for Wenqing."
Wenqing, it turns out her name is Wenqing, why did she thank me so much? Could it be that she needs the Lingbi Zhenyu? It seems that Meng Xiyu is in a bit of trouble.
Zhou Xing cupped his hands and said, "No need to thank me, I'm doing this for myself too. I need the elixir to repair my spiritual roots."
After learning everyone's needs, the woman drifted away and came back a short while later. She gave the elixir requested by the Donglin Sect woman and the young man from Da'an Mansion as a gift, and said to Yang Shangjie: "You can keep the medicinal materials and come back in seven days."
Get the elixir."
Yang Shangjie glanced at Zhou Xing and Meng Xiyu, and finally said: "Saint Xiyu, please take the first step."
Meng Xiyu nodded in response.
Yang Shangjie and the others left, and the scene became quiet. Then the children played in the water by the lake, and the music of the piano sounded again.
After waiting for an hour, Jinglong Dansheng finally caught a golden carp. After releasing it, he looked at Zhou Xing and said: "I have two kinds of pills here. One is Lianrong Pill, which can meet your needs, and the other is Three Pills."
Turn away from the withered pill. This pill can completely wither your spiritual roots. If you can survive it, you will be able to be reborn, far better than before. Which one do you choose?"
Zhou Xing replied without hesitation: "Junior chooses to turn three times from Kudan."
Jinglong Dansheng seemed to have guessed his choice, and immediately said to the child not far away: "Xiaosong, go and prepare the earth spirit milk."
"Give it to him?"
"Go quickly!"
"Okay." Xiaosong pouted and went to the other side of the lake.
Needless to say, Zhou Xing knew how precious the Earth Spirit Milk mentioned by Jinglong Dansheng was, and his gratitude to him was beyond words.
"Saint of the Menglan Holy Cult, you are very lucky. I only need to take the spiritual blood of the Lingbi Fish to make elixirs. After a while, I can give you the fresh Lingbi Fish."
"Thank you, Senior Alchemist." Meng Xiyu gave him a generous gift.
Zhou Xing followed Xiaosong to use the Earth Spirit Milk to refine the Three Turns of Liku Dan, while Meng Xiyu stayed here to talk with Wen Qing. The two were of similar age and in the same realm. They were both in the transcendent realm and began to contact the celestial phenomena and communicate with each other.
Benefited a lot.
Sitting naked in a pool of spiritual liquid, Zhou Xing's whole body trembled uncontrollably due to pain, and his face was twisted and looked a bit ferocious.
At this time, in the space of his Dantian, the Thunder Tree was dim and without luster, and it seemed that it was really going to die completely. However, in the heart of the tree, the colorful energy flowed on the fragments of the mysterious slate, always maintaining the vitality of the Thunder Tree.
The Three Turns of Likudan was born out of withering. Zhou Xing couldn't help but think of the previous painting. The black dagger was full of destructive power. When it penetrated his body, it was transformed into vigorous vitality. Things must be reversed when they reach their extremes. This is what he wants to do now
Yes, if there were no mysterious slate fragments, he estimated that his success rate was less than 30%, but he was not completely sure now, but even if he failed, the situation would not be worse than before.
Colorful energy spread from the fragments of the mysterious slate and turned into the main veins of the thunder tree. Then, dazzling lightning burst out from everywhere in the thunder tree. The trunk was growing, the branches were extending, and the thunder pills on the thunder tree were also growing.
Sweep away the haze.
"Crack!"
There seemed to be the sound of thunder in the void, and the thunder and lightning turned into rain and fell on the thunder tree, nourishing its growth, and gathered into a thunder pool under the tree. There was a faint dragon shadow entrenched in the thunder pool, and when it bulged its belly, it thundered!
Outside, the spiritual substances in the earth spirit milk rushed towards Zhou Xing's body crazily. At the same time, a lot of foul-smelling black dirt was discharged from his body, the skin fell off, and the new skin was extremely delicate.
"Kaka..." Along with the sound of bones, Zhou Xing's aura climbed steadily, reaching the sixth, seventh, eighth, and ninth levels of Lingwu. At the peak of Lingwu, the momentum of improvement in aura was still strong!
But Zhou Xing suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and his level no longer continued to improve. He was suppressed at the peak of spiritual martial arts and continued to consolidate.
"Your piano skills are already outstanding."
"Don't make fun of me. The Qin Sect in Zhongzhou is the holy land of Qin Dao in mainland China, and there are countless outstanding ones."
"Qin Zong? What is that?" Zhou Xing walked over after finishing his training and happened to hear the two girls talking, so he asked curiously.
Meng Xiyu smiled and said: "The Qin Sect is an ancient sect with a long history. All the sects are good at playing the qin. They pursue the practice of playing the qin and become a Taoist. They are famous in Zhongzhou and even the entire continent. The Menglan Holy Sect where I belong
It’s nowhere near as good as that.”
Hearing this, Zhou Xing sighed in his heart, he was really a frog in the well, but fortunately no one here would look down on him.
"You can leave." An old voice sounded, and Jinglong Dansheng appeared in front of him without any warning and handed the Lingbi Proverbs to Meng Xiyu.
"Thank you, Senior Alchemist, and I will say goodbye."
The two of them went down to the foot of the mountain and saw that Chen Wenle had built a stone house and was waiting.
"You guys are done, I've been bored to death these past two days."
Zhou Xing said unexpectedly: "I thought you had left long ago."
"What are you talking about, or are you not my brother?" Chen Wenle glared and said, "But if you don't come down, I really have to leave."
"Do you have anything to do?"
"It must be the 100th birthday of the old emperor of the Chenxu Dynasty." Meng Xiyu said, "At that time, all the major holy dynasties in Yanzhou will send people to celebrate his birthday."
Chen Wenle nodded: "Dream Saint, your Menglan Holy Sect will definitely participate too, why not go directly to the imperial capital with us?"
"No," Meng Xiyu jumped onto Qingluan. Before returning, she looked at Zhou Xing one last time and took out a wooden token. "If you need any help in the future, you can come to me with this order."
Zhou Xing didn't show any pretense and accepted it directly.
Meng Xiyu flew away on Qingluan, and her figure gradually disappeared into the sky. Chen Wenle looked away and sighed: "I wonder which guy will be so lucky in the future that he can become a Taoist couple with the Dream Saint."
"Look at what you said. To be favored by the saint, he must be an unparalleled genius. How can you say it is luck?"
"That's right," Chen Wenle nodded in agreement, then whistled, and two tiger-striped leopards came running from not far away, "Let's go too."
Are you going to Chenxu Dynasty...
Zhou Xing had some expectations. This should be a top force on the same level as the Qingyun Dynasty, but he had never inquired about Chen Wenle before, and he would soon be able to see it with his own eyes...
The Chenxu Dynasty was located in the northern region of Yanzhou, and the road was far away. Even if there were spirit beasts on their behalf, it took the two of them half a month to reach the imperial capital Xicheng.
Chen Wenle led Zhou Xing into the imperial city, palace city, and the palace where he lived without any hindrance.
"Strange, why is there no one there?" Zhou Xing asked doubtfully. There is a sentry every three steps and a post every five steps inside the palace. It is very strict. Chen Wenle is also a prince after all. There should be no guards or servants.
of.
Chen Wenle explained casually: "The more people there are, the more trouble there is. So I have always been the only one here. I have hands and feet and I don't need anyone to serve me. No one in this palace dares to do anything against me."
Zhou Xing had no doubt that he was there, so he stepped forward and pushed open the palace door. He suddenly felt wary and wanted to exit, but his feet seemed to be stuck with something, and he was stuck in place.