Zhang Ruochen stood by the lake, with the smoke flowing around him, and what he smelled was the fragrance of flowers that soaked the heart and mind. This was the manor where he met Huang Tian.
Like a fairy in a painting, Yu Yao stood by the lake and said: "Shang Hong is one of the most powerful gods born in this Yuanhui. He can be called the representative of Yuanhui. He has been practicing for nearly a hundred thousand years. You are still far behind him."
Far!"
"Thank you, senior, for your help." Zhang Ruochen said.
This is a very strange scene. An old man with gray hair calls an alluring young woman a senior.
Zhang Ruochen said "help each other", not "rescue each other".
Obviously, he was grateful to Yu Yao for using the formation to trap Wu Ma Jiuxing, which made it impossible for Zhang Ruochen to kill him.
Yu Yao said: "By killing Wu Ma Jiuxing, you have forged a great feud with the Sword God Realm. Once you get out of Xinghuantian, you will most likely face a death disaster. Can you claim to the outside world that it is me?
A disciple of such a sword master, at least he will not take action personally."
Zhang Ruochen believes that Yuyao's mental power is strong, but he does not believe that her name can make Dao Zun have scruples.
The sword master is not only the master of the sword, but also the master of the world of sword gods.
But since she dared to say that, there must be a reason.
"Why help me?" Zhang Ruochen asked.
"because……"
Yu Yao glanced at the ancient pavilion where Huang Tian was drinking that day, without continuing, and then drifted away and walked out of Yu Yuanxuan.
"He said, if you want Tianzun Baogai, think about it carefully and go to Tianzun Lake in Mishan to find him." The clear and sweet voice of Yuyao reached Zhang Ruochen's ears.
Zhang Ruochen knew who "he" was referring to, and was shocked. Then he smiled bitterly and said to himself: "As expected of Huang Tian, he is really a powerful person. I have never seen him before, but I only met him once."
That’s all, you actually found out my identity.”
A Le, Yu Chenjing, Bai Qing'er, and Yu Yao don't have such ability.
Some of them are life-and-death friends with Zhang Ruochen, some are extremely intelligent, and some have unfathomable spiritual power, but none of them are as good as Huang Tian.
If Huangtian hadn't discovered his identity, how could he have intentionally handed Tianzun Baosha to him?
Thousands of years ago, Zhang Ruochen disappeared. Xue Jue War God guessed that it was related to Bai Qing'er. He not only attacked the First Goddess City, but also went to scold Huang Tian. With Xue Jue War God's outspoken character, how could Huang Tian not know about Zhang Ruochen and Bai Qing'er?
relation?
Why does the Bloody God of War know?
Because Hades knows.
Zhang Ruochen settled down in Yuyuanxuan, completely ignoring the uproar the fall of Demon Eyes and Wu Ma Jiuxing would cause. The rights and wrongs of the outside world seemed to have nothing to do with him.
When his mental power reached the seventy-fourth level, Zhang Ruochen clearly felt that the fire of life in his body had become stronger and his longevity showed signs of increasing.
But soon the longevity was lost rapidly, and the fire of life once again became only a trace.
Zhang Ruochen clearly noticed that Shouyuan and Life Essence were pouring into the Xuan Fei, as if being sucked away by something, and disappeared without a trace.
It was precisely because of this extremely abnormal incident that Zhang Ruochen chose to retreat in order to study the mysterious fetus in detail.
The mysterious fetus may contain the opportunity for him to restore his longevity and be reincarnated from death.
"Why is there nothing?"
Zhang Ruochen used a variety of methods, first using mental power to explore, and then mobilizing the holy energy and divine energy from heaven and earth to inject it into the mysterious fetus.
However, the spiritual power, holy energy, and divine energy disappeared in an instant after entering the Xuan Fei.
Weird to the extreme.
Zhang Ruochen even wanted to use his sword to cut open his stomach and dig out the mysterious fetus. However, he suppressed this impulsive thought.
Zhang Ruochen knew that Yuyao looked young, but his real age was probably hundreds of thousands of years old, and he must be a powerful and knowledgeable being. So, he asked her for advice.
"Xuantai?"
Yu Yao glanced at Zhang Ruochen meaningfully and then said: "Xuan Fei is also called Xuan Fei. Every living being has a Xuan Fei in his body, but not every living being can develop it."
"In ancient times, Qi practitioners roamed the universe and suppressed all the arrogant witchcraft. What these Qi practitioners practiced was Xuan Tai."
"In their view, the mysterious fetus is part of the way of heaven, a bridge between living beings and heaven and earth, and the source of life for all things."
"However, at the end of ancient times, the great catastrophe broke out, the rules of heaven and earth changed, and there were very few monks who could create mysterious embryos. Because of this, Qi practitioners came to an end."
Zhang Ruochen asked: "Will the Xuan Fei swallow the monk's vitality? Will it swallow the holy energy, divine energy, and spiritual power?"
"In the eyes of Qi practitioners, the mysterious fetus is the place where vitality is nurtured and the place where holy energy and divine energy are stored. What do you mean by swallowing?" Yu Yao said.
Zhang Ruochen said: "That's right, he disappeared inexplicably."
"Is this what's wrong with you?" Yu Yao said.
Zhang Ruochen knew that it was impossible to hide this matter from her, but he still said: "It's not me, it's one of my close friends."
"Yeah?"
Yu Yao's delicate right hand, with its five snow-green jade fingers, slowly pressed towards Zhang Ruochen's navel.
The spiritual power turned into a wisp of light mist and poured into the Xuan Fei.
However, just for a moment, Yu Yao immediately regained his mental power.
A strange look appeared in her always calm eyes, and she said: "You Xuan Fei... there is indeed something wrong with you. Even my mental power disappeared in an instant, making it impossible to detect it."
"I can only feel that the Xuan Fei is empty, with nothing left." Zhang Ruochen said.
"It can't be that there is really nothing, it must be that you can't sense its existence."
Yu Yao's two fingers merged together, and his powerful mental power condensed a bright beam of light at his fingertips, which he pointed through the air again.
Affected by the spiritual power, the vegetation in Yuyuanxuan grew wildly.
One by one, the sacred flowers bloomed, withered, bloomed again, and started again and again. Countless petals fell to the ground, flew up again, and fluttered in the manor.
Zhang Ruochen's white hair was flying, and there was severe pain in his abdomen, but he gritted his teeth and endured it.
"Wow!"
I don't know how long it took, Yu Yao regained his mental power again, and fine beads of fragrant sweat appeared on his forehead. His eyes were full of incredible color, and he said: "It's so strange! Just now, the mental power I penetrated into your Xuan Fei
, enough to kill a god with seventy-four levels of spiritual power. However, it is like a bottomless pit, absorbing everything. How is this possible?"
Zhang Ruochen had some expectations at first, thinking that the Xuantai was the hope to regenerate vitality and martial arts cultivation. However, even a strong man like Yu Yao took action, and it was clear that God had played tricks on him again.
Zhang Ruochen's state of mind returned to peace and he said: "Anyway, thank you Master."
"Master?"
Yu Yao shook her head noncommittally, and walked away with full of doubts. Obviously, the secrets about Zhang Ruochen aroused her great interest, and she wanted to check the classics and study them carefully.
Zhang Ruochen shouted the word "Master" not because he wanted to worship her as his teacher, but because he felt that he did owe her a favor. Just saying thank you seemed too thin.
Back in the room, Zhang Ruochen stopped exploring the Xuantai and took out the stone tripod.
On the tripod, the marks of the Sixth Patriarch's Sanskrit and Udumbara flowers have become much lighter. I don't know if it is because the power contained in them was consumed when refining and killing the nine elements of the witch and horse.
Zhang Ruochen mobilized his mental power to attract wisps of divine energy from heaven and earth, turned them into flames, and burned the stone tripod.
After a while, a large piece of black text appeared at the bottom of the cauldron.
The black text also became much lighter.
Previously, Zhang Ruochen's mental power was not strong enough to analyze the astronomy left by Yin Xuetian. Now that his mental power has greatly increased, he has the idea to try again.
As Zhang Ruochen's mental power spread towards the black text.
The whole world seems to have turned into a dark forest, and every word is like a majestic sacred mountain, containing infinite vastness, but it is shrouded in thick black mist, making it impossible to see its true appearance.
It took three hours and Zhang Ruochen's mental energy was almost exhausted before he could barely parse out three words.
"Underworld Scroll!"
"It turned out to be the "Underworld Scroll" among the eight volumes of the Book of the Underworld. The wonderful Zen girl searched hard and couldn't find it. Unexpectedly, Yin Xuetian just placed it in the most conspicuous position of the dojo. I'm afraid, it was reserved for her.
of."
Zhang Ruochen felt like he was in a state of collapse, gasping for air. He was very tired, but he was also laughing so hard that he was almost crying.
It can be said to be a trick of fate.
If the wonderful Zen girl knew that she handed over such a precious thing to Zhang Ruochen, I wonder what her expression would be like?
Mastering the "Scroll of Underworld Soldiers", she can control the divine army left by Yin Xuetian.
"First analyze the entire "Underworld Scroll". It would be a pity if it disappears along with the Udumbara Flower Seal."
Zhang Ruochen struggled to lift his old and decadent body, sat down cross-legged, recuperated his mental strength, and tried to recover as soon as possible.
Late at night.
The melodious sound of chimes came to Zhang Ruochen's ears.
The sound of chimes is full of ancient charm, sometimes long and sometimes short.
Zhang Ruochen opened his old eyes, with a strange look in his eyes. He got off the bed and opened the window, and the sound of the chimes became clearer.
Looking through the window.
I saw a picturesque woman in white in an ancient pavilion by the lake, striking three rows of bronze bells.
She is like a ghost in the night and an elf of music. The music she plays is so beautiful that one cannot help but be intoxicated by it. The black hair on her head hangs down from her waist, with a phoenix hairpin inserted into it. Her neck is long and slender, and her jade waist is like a willow.
The back view can give people countless reveries of beauty.
In the purple bamboo forest, an old scalper who was already sleeping soundly heard the music and dreamed of some sweet dream. He hugged his hind hooves and started licking it.
Zhang Ruochen opened the door, came outside the ancient pavilion, and looked at her quietly.
The breeze comes slowly, just a song.
Bai Qing'er put the bronze bell on the shelf, put a pair of exquisite little hands behind her back, looked at the mist under the moon on the lake, and said: "Do you know that this Jade Yuanxuan is a very special place, ordinary monks don't have it."
You are not qualified to enter here. Not to mention, living in Yuyuanxuan is almost taboo."