As the sun set and night fell, Wang Mingzhen sat cross-legged on the highest point of Guide Mansion, monitoring all the movements in Guide Mansion with his mind.
"I've finally waited for you, Jing Daoxian!"
Wang Mingzhen murmured to himself, his eyes suddenly opened, his dark gaze penetrated the void, and was firmly locked on an old man with a stooped figure.
The old man was seen hunched over, with his head lowered, holding one hand lightly in front of his mouth, and coughing from time to time.
If he had not known the identity of this sick old man and his majestic vitality, Wang Mingzhen would never have associated him with the terrifying demon Jing Daoxian.
You must know that Jing Daoxian is the most terrifying, terrible, and most vicious demon in the Federation. He kills people like crazy and is cruel and violent.
Once, Jing Daoxian single-handedly entered the federal government building and killed twenty-seven epic heroes in a row, almost killing most of the human warriors.
As for the other low-level powerhouses, they suffered countless casualties and killed the government building that symbolized the supreme power of the federation, leaving rivers of blood flowing.
The purpose of Wang Mingzhen's trip was to guard Jingdao Immortal and obtain the vitality secret of the "Mysterious Immortal Sutra" from him.
The origin of this Yuan Qi Jue is unknown. It is strange and wonderful. It seems to contain a strange curse. It is extremely difficult to get started and even harder to practice. But once it is successfully practiced, it can be compatible with other Yuan Qi Jue, making it invincible at the same level.
Zhou Wen, the son of destiny in this world, was able to become an extremely powerful man in just a few years. This can be said to be a great contribution to the Mysterious Immortal Sutra.
Jing Daoxian looked at the figure descending from the sky, a deep fear flashed deep in his eyes, and his face became extremely solemn.
"Jing Daoxian, I want to borrow something from you?" Wang Mingzhen said calmly.
"I, the Jingdao Immortal, have been in the world for decades, and no one has ever dared to borrow anything from me! If you want to lend me my head, it also depends on whether your teeth are strong enough!"
Jing Daoxian's cloudy eyes flashed with a frightening light, and his cold tone was like the cold winter of 1969, giving people a bone-chilling feeling.
"You have no grievances with me, so what's the use of having a head on your neck?" Wang Mingzhen paused and continued, "I want to borrow the Sutra of Confusion from Immortals!"
Jing Daoxian pondered for a moment. He felt that this was a good opportunity. Not only could he get rid of Wang Mingzhen and avenge this humiliation, but he could also lighten his burden. It could be described as killing two birds with one stone.
This Mysterious Immortal Sutra is extremely weird, and its cultivation level is as difficult as hell. Those who are extremely talented and beautiful, and even the unrivaled geniuses have not been able to practice it, and even he, the Jing Dao Immortal, has been tortured.
Moreover, these people who practice the Immortal Sutra are either dead or crazy. Jing Daoxian believes that Wang Mingzhen will be no exception!
Thinking of this, Jing Daoxian took out a purple metal box from his arms. This metal box was square, only the size of a cigarette box, very small and exquisite.
There are some weird and mysterious patterns engraved on the top of the box, with three characters arranged vertically in the middle.
"The Immortal Sutra!"
With Wang Mingzhen's eyesight, he could tell at a glance that it was not a metal box, but purple metal pieces connected together.
The purple metal sheets were very thin, there were thirteen of them, and each one was engraved with many small characters.
Wang Mingzhen quickly glanced at the Enchanted Immortal Sutra with his spiritual consciousness, but was surprised to find that he could not remember this sutra at all, and his mind went blank, which was extremely strange.
"This contains a vitality technique. It's very interesting. Take it back and practice it slowly."
Jingdaoxian smiled strangely, showing his white teeth, and then threw the Immortal Sutra towards Wang Mingzhen to attract Wang Mingzhen's attention.
The moment Wang Mingzhen caught the Immortal Sutra, Jing Daoxian's rickety figure turned into a streak of light and quickly disappeared into the night.
Having obtained the Mysterious Immortal Sutra, Wang Mingzhen had no intention of making any extraneous matters. He casually opened the purple metal card and slowly understood the mystery of the Mysterious Immortal Sutra.
Thirteen purple metal cards are connected together like mini comic strips. After pulling them apart, you can see the content on them. There are many small words densely engraved on both sides.
Wang Mingzhen started to look back from the back of the first picture, but the further he looked back, the more complicated thoughts came to his mind, and countless illusions appeared in his consciousness, which seemed real and illusory, and it was almost impossible to distinguish between true and false.
By the time he saw the tenth picture, those illusions had become extremely powerful, and even Wang Mingzhen could not easily break free from them.
Slowly closing the purple metal card, Wang Mingzhen couldn't help but reveal a look of fear in his eyes.
This Mysterious Immortal Sutra is really too weird, since it can arouse the seven emotions and six desires, forming a terrifying erotic illusion, making people unconsciously sink into it and unable to extricate themselves.
And the further back you look, the stronger the seven emotions and six desires triggered by the Mysterious Immortal Sutra become, and the more terrifying the illusion becomes.
Even with Wang Mingzhen's strong state of mind, he didn't dare to read the last three pictures. He didn't want to sink into the illusion, be unable to escape, and eventually become crazy.
Suddenly, Wang Mingzhen was surprised to find that he could not remember the contents of the first ten chapters of the Mysterious Immortal Sutra. It seemed that all the contents had been erased by some mysterious power.
Wang Mingzhen frowned slightly. He was very confident in his memory. At his level of cultivation, the degree of brain development is far beyond that of ordinary people. Photographic memory is just a basic skill.
As long as he has read the content, he will not forget it even after three or five years. In just a moment, he has forgotten all the content he has seen before. This is obviously very abnormal.
"This Immortal Sutra is really weird. No wonder it can make such a talented person fall into the sand! Perhaps only a loser like Zhou Wen, the Son of Destiny, can easily learn this set of vitality techniques."
Wang Mingzhen sighed secretly, and then restored the Lost Immortal Sutra to its metal box shape, stuffed it into his arms, and prepared to find a quiet place to study it carefully.
At this moment, several people came running quickly on the street in front. There were men and women in the group, and most of them were in their twenties or thirties.
One of the leaders was a man in his thirties, with a fair face and a beard above his lips. He was thin and had a slightly hooked nose, and his eyes were as sharp as knives.
Wang Mingzhen immediately recognized the origins of this group of people. They belong to the Federal Special Supervision Department, which specializes in handling some special incidents. They have a lot of freedom in their powers. They do things unscrupulously and secretly do a lot of dirty things.
Even within the federation, there is great controversy over the existence of this department. Many people who hate this department call the people in this department hyenas.
Hyena is not a good name. It is the most insidious, nasty and filthy creature in nature.
They will do anything to achieve their goals, and once they bite, they will not let go easily and often appear in groups.
This shows how annoying this Special Supervision Department really is. Wang Mingzhen doesn't want to deal with these people, so he plans to avoid them.
Things in the world often don't go as planned. Wang Mingzhen didn't want to deal with these people, but he was still stopped by them for questioning.
"Sir, when you came from the front, did you see an old man in his seventies or eighties?"
The leading middle-aged man suddenly walked over, stared at Wang Mingzhen, and asked solemnly.
"If the old man in his 70s or 80s you are talking about is Jing Daoxian, then I have actually seen him."
Wang Mingzhen said indifferently, his tone as calm as water. He didn't want to cause trouble, but he was not afraid of trouble. If he was really angry, he wouldn't mind helping Jing Daoxian beat them all to death!
The man was stunned when he heard this, and then his expression became extremely solemn. When it comes to the big devil Jingdaoxian, he can still be so calm and calm. Either he is a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, then he is a top powerhouse who is not inferior to Jingdaoxian!
Looking at the demeanor and grace of the person in front of him, as well as the looming majestic power in his body, it is obvious that he is an extremely strong man who is not inferior to Jing Daoxian.
For a strong man of this level, even the Special Supervision Department can't provoke him, so try not to provoke him, otherwise you won't even know how he died!
"My name is Qiao Siyuan, and I am the director of the Luoyang branch of the Federal Special Supervision Department. This time, I was ordered by the top federal officials to round up the big devil Jing Daoxian. If sir, you know the whereabouts of Jing Daoxian, please let me know. Siyuan will be grateful."
The middle-aged leader, Qiao Siyuan, bowed his hands to Wang Mingzhen and said respectfully. Qiao Siyuan's respectful look made the others stunned for a while.
"Are you threatening me?"
Wang Mingzhen said in a solemn tone, his terrifying momentum rolling towards Qiao Siyuan and his group like a tide.
Under this powerful momentum, except for Qiao Siyuan who could barely hold on, the others were all suppressed and fell to their knees.
A look of horror flashed in Qiao Siyuan's eyes. He had already tried his best to overestimate Wang Mingzhen's strength, but he didn't expect that the other party was more terrifying than he imagined.
"Senior... I misunderstood. This junior... just... wants to... ask about... the whereabouts of... Jing Daoxian..."
Qiao Siyuan said in a rather difficult tone. He did not expect that the gap between him and the top epic warriors, both of whom were epic warriors, was so huge, like the gap between an ant and an elephant.
"In order to hunt down Jing Daoxian, your Special Inspection Department even knelt down and begged me to provide clues. You are so conscientious and conscientious that I was deeply touched."
Wang Mingzhen's face was full of sighs, but the smile that could not be concealed in his eyes revealed his true inner thoughts.
Although everyone led by Qiao Siyuan felt aggrieved, they had to lower their heads under the eaves and had to put on awkward smiles.
Wang Mingzhen had no intention of continuing to tease these people. He quickly calmed down and informed Qiao Siyuan and his party of the direction in which Jing Daoxian had left.
Although Wang Mingzhen had no intention of killing Jing Daoxian himself, he did not mind letting Qiao Siyuan and others bring some trouble to Jing Daoxian.
Qiao Siyuan respectfully thanked Wang Mingzhen, and then led a group of men and women in uniforms to chase in the direction pointed by Wang Mingzhen.
After Qiao Siyuan and others left, Wang Mingzhen turned into a stream of light and flew towards Luoyang City. Returning to the hotel suite, he took out the Mystical Book of Immortals again and began to study it.
After in-depth research, Wang Mingzhen discovered that the words of the Mysterious Immortal Sutra have the power to confuse the soul, and can silently arouse the most primitive desires deep in the soul, generate illusions, and make people sink into it involuntarily.
Everyone has emotions and desires, and will be tempted by various factors. Even gods and Buddhas will inevitably be tempted by ordinary hearts. There are not all people in the world who can finish reading the Mysterious Immortal Sutra, but they are definitely only a handful.
Only by reading the Mysterious Immortals Sutra wholeheartedly and without any distractions can we greatly weaken the power of confusing the mind in the words of the Mysterious Immortals Sutra.
After realizing this, Wang Mingzhen quickly thought of a countermeasure. He activated the Eight Treasures Golden Lotus with all his strength, and the skill of clearing the mind and calming the mind was activated to the extreme.
Later, Wang Mingzhen took out the Mystic Sutra again and began to read the contents of the Mystic Sutra. With the Eight Treasures Golden Lotus protecting his soul, even though the power of the text in the Mystic Sutra could confuse immortals and Buddhas, it was difficult to shake Wang Mingzhen's mind.
No accidents happened this time. Wang Mingzhen read the Sutra of Immortals from beginning to end. The complete scriptures of the Sutra of Immortals were finally presented in Wang Mingzhen's mind.
Suddenly, Wang Mingzhen felt his body shake. The flow path of the vitality in his body unexpectedly deviated from the first level of the Kunlun Scripture, flowing along a strange path and circulating continuously in his body.
In Wang Mingzhen's understanding, all exercises should have a beginning and an end. Most of the cultivation techniques start from the sea of qi in the Dantian. The vitality comes out of the sea of Qi, circulates along the meridians for a week, and then returns to the Dantian.
Qihai.
Of course, there are also these special cultivation methods that will open up some very strange Qi seas, such as the Yellow Court in the Middle Dantian, the Purple Palace in the Upper Dantian, etc.
Just like the Kunlun Scripture, the opened sea of qi is the heart palace, which can continuously refine the blood, strengthen the physical body, and create an immortal body.
At this time, the situation in Wang Mingzhen's body was a bit strange. The vitality in his body was constantly flowing on its own, and the cycle was repeated, but there was no place where the vitality could be collected and stayed.
Wang Mingzhen can feel that as the vitality continues to circulate, his body is getting stronger every moment, and the vitality is almost endless. For practitioners, this kind of change is simply a shortcut to the end and a supreme opportunity.
After careful perception, Wang Mingzhen was surprised to find that the flow path of vitality in his body was actually the movement path of the Mystic Immortal Sutra, which meant that he had already mastered the Mystical Immortal Sutra.
However, although the Immortal Sutra is magical and extraordinary, Wang Mingzhen's foundation is the Kunlun Scripture. Naturally, he will not let the Immortal Sutra assimilate the Kunlun Scripture, but will control his vitality to follow the trajectory of the Kunlun Scripture.
With Wang Mingzhen's efforts, the Kunlun Scripture continued to absorb the essence of the Fascinating Immortal Scripture and transformed into more mysterious techniques.
At this moment, a murmuring voice suddenly came from Wang Mingzhen's mind. The voice was unbridled and rampant, but it also had a magical power that made people tremble and fear.
"If the gods rebel against me, I will kill the gods! If the immortals rebel against me, I will kill the immortals! If I don't speak with the gods or agree with the immortals, I am who I am!"
As this sound sounded, the speed of the Mystic Immortal Sutra became faster and faster, and it began to assimilate the Kunlun Sutra in turn.
Wang Mingzhen was naturally unwilling to be outdone and forcibly guided the vitality back to the route of the Kunlun Scripture. Although this murmuring voice was powerful, it was water without a source and was eventually completely wiped out.
After the Kunlun Scripture absorbed the essence of the Mystical Immortal Sutra, the exercise route became more complicated, almost covering the whole body, and it started over and over in an endless cycle.
Wang Mingzhen could feel a shackle being opened on his body, and his four-dimensional attributes had also been greatly enhanced, all reaching 60 points. He was not considered weak among ordinary mythical beings.
When Wang Mingzhen looked at the thirteen metal cards, he found that they had mysteriously disappeared.