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Chapter Fourteen

In the Jiu Chi Taoist Temple, Zhang Xuezhou entered into study and waiting.

He was afraid that he would not come back, and he would have to argue with Zhong Rang from time to time. He also had to wait for his parents to come to the Taoist temple with a wild boar on their shoulders.

In addition, his body was extremely weak and it was difficult for him to travel far away from the Taoist temple under the scorching sun.

When night comes, Zhang Xuezhou will return to the real world, leaving him completely defenseless in the wild.

Constrained by many conditions, Zhang Xuezhou had to seriously consider his relationship.

How will he survive independently when he leaves the safe village of Zhangjiazhuang?

Entry seems to be one of the few options.

According to Lonely Sanren Zhong Rang, when a practitioner enters the country and becomes stronger, his body will naturally emit a powerful aura.

Just like a tiger will not be disturbed by jackals when it is sleeping, when a practitioner is strong enough, all evil will give way.

As long as they are not hacked to death by humans or robbed by demons and monsters, cultivators have no fear of being invaded by mosquitoes, rats, ants and other conventional creatures after entering the country.

Zhang Xuezhou felt that what he currently lacked was this ability, which made him constantly ponder the "Yin Yang Great Compassion Nine Heavens Mantra" in anxiety, relying on his own white seedling seeds to continuously circulate around the meridians.

He only felt like a gurgling stream in his body, with countless small branches constantly converging.

The streams converged into a river, and amid the sound of surging waves, the white seeds seemed to have taken root, continuously drawing out the free energy in the meridians to grow.

This is a completely different feeling than studying the conditioning tips step by step.

"Everyone has a seed that grows in their heart. It is transformed by the obsession in the heart. It can be in the form of a human or an animal. It can be transformed into a murderous demon king, or it can be like a savior Buddha.

, and can turn into forest spirits..."

The lonely and scattered voices are still ringing in my ears.

What is the obsession in the heart, what shape will it take in the early stages of entry?

This involves the teachings of the masters and the guidance of entry-level exercises, which will eventually transform into the form needed for spiritual growth.

The subsequent practice of 'skills' and many other related matters are closely related to the entry form. Some skills are not suitable for practice, some skills are more powerful than those before, and some skills have the possibility to surpass the predecessors.

This is a foundation laying, which will form the most important pavement for future practice.

The fate of most Sanren practitioners is determined from the very beginning.

In the initial stage of practice, they may have taken the wrong path, not to mention their subsequent growth.

But for Zhang Xuezhou, who had no choice, how could he think about the future?

He only has one entry-level cultivation technique in his hand.

Relying on his obedience to the "Yin Yang Great Compassion Nine Heavens Mantra", Zhang Xuezhou felt that this sect must be the weakest among the weak.

Zhang Xuezhou thinks that being invincible and number one in the world are all delusions.

At the moment, he just wants to avoid the current trouble safely, cultivate enough to enter the country and have the ability to survive in the wild, and then he can leave the Jiu Chi Taoist Temple safely.

The longer it takes, the greater the chance that he will be exposed.

Hearing the various rules of practice mentioned by Lonely practitioners, many of them secretly learned from other sects and were stripped of their skin and cramped after practicing. They also envied Zhang Xuezhou's guidance at a young age, which saved him a lot of trouble.

Hearing these words made Zhang Xuezhou feel cold in his heart.

He could not imagine the strictness and harshness of the rules in an era where spiritual practice had a monopoly on knowledge.

If you cannot be your own person, anyone who rashly practices other schools of practice will have a miserable fate.

"Why is the world of my dreams like this?"

Zhang Xuezhou feels that he is fixed in an inextricable dream world, but the dream is more based on the reflection of reality.

In the era of knowledge explosion, a lot of knowledge has been shared. Even if you study hard, you can't learn it. As long as you study hard and practice it, you have the possibility to become an expert in a certain industry.

Zhang Xuezhou's heart moved, and he suddenly remembered the words "according to relevant laws, regulations and policies, some search results are not displayed" when searching for 'gene arsenal key' on the Internet.

“It turns out that this influence evolved from this clip!”

When his consciousness could justify itself, Zhang Xuezhou finally accepted the various harsh systems mentioned by Lonely Sanren.

He is normal, and his dreams are also normal.

But when the dream continues to move forward, he must keep up with this rhythm in order to prevent himself from being swallowed up by the nightmare.

In the body, the trickle has turned into a gurgling river. The waves are constantly churning in the meridians, and the seeds that bloom into two leaves emerge.

Zhang Xuezhou felt that the seed of entry was growing and beginning to turn into a seedling.

This seedling looks fragile, but it is full of vitality, seeming to announce its infinite future full of new life.

"I smell the elixir he gave you on your body!"

"I don't know what kind of demonic beast's blood this elixir is made from. It has some strong bloody demonic aura!"

"I just didn't expect that the effect of his elixir would be so good. Thanks to the elixir, your speed of entering the country is extremely rare!"

"Taoist Master Kong Kong is good at healing, and his classic book "Yin Yang Great Compassion Nine Heavens Mantra" must be related to this, and will give you the best match when entering the country!"



The low voices of lonely people chattering occasionally came, and when Zhang Xuezhou kept running his meridians to pull incoming seeds, he also heard part of it.

This made him extremely wary.

He finally understood where the fishy smell on his body came from.

Even if he smokes, changes clothes, and cleans, he can't get rid of this fishy smell, or it takes a long time, or it takes a lot of practice and refining to do the corresponding consumption.

"The Taoist Priest Kong from the Jiu Chi Taoist Temple mentioned that I have the aura of the Holy Son of the Ten Yins, but I have never seen any Holy Son of the Ten Yins. This lonely man also said that I ate the elixir tempered by the blood of monster beasts from the Taoist Priest Kong.

Medicine, but I have not taken the elixir he provided, only..."

Zhang Xuezhou looked back.

If there's anything special about him recently, it's because he ate demon meat in Zhangjiazhuang.

"Is that poisonous python related to the Holy Son of the Ten Yins?"

An idea came to Zhang Xuezhou's mind.

The snipe and the clam compete for the fisherman's profit, and Zhangjiazhuang may have inadvertently picked up a big leak.

But this may also be the source of monstrous disaster.

In Lonely Sanren's description, Cuo Bugui, the empty Taoist priest of Jiuchi Taoist Temple, is a man who enjoys everything. With his ability in healing and alchemy, many great practitioners have to give him some face, but Cuo Bugui heard ten

He had to avoid the name of Saint Son of Yin, and even took out the Yin Yang Jiutian Sect's entry method regardless of the family's opinions. Zhang Xuezhou didn't need to think about it to know what kind of big shot the Saint Son of Yin was.

Offending the Holy Son of Ten Yin will cause great trouble. If you eat the Holy Son of Ten Yin...

It was only now that Zhang Xuezhou straightened out some of the connections.

However, the difference between the judgments made by the Taoist Master of Kongkuo Bugui and Lonely Sanren may be due to their differences in practice. The aura on his body is more sensitive to Kao Bugui who is good at alchemy.

He shuddered for a moment, feeling that Zhangjiazhuang seemed to be in trouble.
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