Wuxu put away the two jade slips and tokens and left the Tao Zhu Hall. On the street, he saw groups of soldiers armed with weapons and fire sticks, patrolling and questioning passers-by nervously. Above their heads, monks were making excuses from time to time.
Holding the magic weapon, it draws out brilliant colors in the dark night.
Wuxu returned to the inn and took out the jade slip containing the complete Qi Condensing Technique. His spiritual consciousness carefully entered it. His spiritual consciousness was quick to receive information. After a while, Wuxu had memorized the Qi Condensing Technique in its entirety.
This so-called Qi Condensation Technique is actually based on turtle breath, supplemented by Taoist exercises. First, it is necessary to converge the breath, like the black turtle in Beiming sinking in the deep sea. Later, it is even more necessary to converge the mind and enter the Taoist state.
It's like a fetal breath state, but the movement of the breath in the body is based on the Turtle Clan's inner breath technique.
In this way, in the eyes of human monks who are not familiar with the practice of monsters and beasts, it is indeed an excellent method for condensing aura. As for changing one's appearance, it is only vaguely mentioned in the technique. If one can practice this aura-containing technique to a high level, one can
There is a high chance of changing your temperament, skin color, and even appearance.
After reading it, Wuxu felt that the entry point was somewhat similar to the Qi Refining Technique. First, he had to concentrate and calm down, and feel his own breath. Then he closed his eyes, ears, nose, consciousness, and spirit to enter the Dharma Realm.
, silently feel the flow of breath in the physical body.
Wuxu has been cultivating Buddhism and has no favors. After cultivating his spiritual consciousness out of the Dharma Realm, he mostly focuses on the practice of spiritual consciousness. He only occasionally practices the Vajra Indestructible Hidden Dharma to practice the physical body. At this time, he uses the Qi Refining Technique to practice the spiritual consciousness silently.
Observing my body, I found that the breath in my body was extremely slow and filled the meridians of my body like a pool of autumn water.
Wuxu slowly pulled and circulated his breath according to the exercise route given by Qi Condensing Jue. After a few cycles, he found that most of the breath gradually accumulated in several acupuncture points in the lower abdomen and lurked, while the remaining
The breath, because of the movement of the martial arts, appears to be more lively than usual in the body. However, these breaths are scarce, and when they circulate on the surface of the body, they appear to be more lively and less grounded.
If there were any monks around now, they would think that Wuxu was just a young man with strong vitality.
When Wuxu became familiar with the inner breath method of the Turtle Clan, the little breath that had not been absorbed into the acupoints in his lower abdomen gradually calmed down.
As the breath converges, the spiritual power of the body also settles in the lower abdomen, which is what Taoists call the lower Dantian. However, it does not enter the lower Dantian, but wraps around the lower Dantian like a cloud.
Wuxu knew that this was because he was actually a Buddhist monk and had never majored in the Taoist method of golden elixir. He didn't care, and continued to practice the turtle breath method silently, affecting the breath and spiritual power in the body. But he did not use the Taoist mentality
It is dominated by Dharma and dominated by Buddhist mind.
After a night, Wuxu opened the door, his steps were frivolous, his breath was intermittent, and he slowly walked out of the inn. This was the first time Wuxu practiced the Qi Condensation Art. It took too long, which was a bit too much and not enough.
situation.
The accounting clerk at the front desk looked at Wuxu's retreating figure and said to the young boy beside him, "Er Gou, don't be a bad person like this in the future." The young clerk didn't understand. The old accounting gentleman kept the accounts backwards.
He tapped the tip of his pen on the young man's forehead and said, "In short, you are not allowed to sneak into Brother Cuixiang over there through the small door in the backyard!"
Wuxu, who was walking a hundred meters away, shook his head and smiled bitterly when he heard that the inn's accountant had said the last thing. He turned around and ducked into an alley, adjusted his breath, and walked back to the street.
Suddenly, there was a noise from the front. Two teams of sergeants rushed over and drove the pedestrians on the street to both sides. Wuxu didn't want to cause trouble, so he followed the crowd and stood under the eaves. After a while, a luxurious and gorgeous car appeared.
The carriage slowly drove up to the front. Standing at the front of the carriage was a white-faced and beardless eunuch, wearing a Song Dynasty costume. He was bending down and whispering something to the people in the carriage. On the noisy street, I could vaguely hear the old eunuch calling the people in the carriage.
The person "the princess".
Wuxu was curious in his heart, could this battle be Zhang Shicheng's princess traveling? He let out a trace of his spiritual consciousness, intending to see it clearly and feast his eyes on it.
His consciousness had just approached the screen window of the carriage. When Wuxu saw the person sitting inside, he quickly withdrew his consciousness and lowered his head.
Then he saw a snow-white jade hand lift the curtain slightly, and a sharp look shot in the direction where he was standing. Fortunately, after a blink of an eye, the screen window was lowered, and there was no movement from the people in the car.
Wuxu walked toward the carriage that was driving slowly by, and breathed out lightly: He never expected that that day on the boat, Long Jing was in the cabin, and he wanted to exchange the woman with red maple leaves, Pan Ruoxue, for Zhang Shicheng's princess, that is, Guo Min.
My senior sister, Wintersweet Fairy!
..
In the gorgeous carriage, a woman sitting on the other side saw Pan Ruoxue suddenly lift the curtains, gestured with her eyes, and lightly opened her lips, "Senior sister, have you discovered someone who behaves suspiciously?"
Pan Ruoxue turned her eyes slightly towards this handsome woman, "Does Sister Long know if there is a wolf demon in our East Sea Demon Alliance that is about to transform?"
This woman is Long Jing. Just now, Wuxu only saw Pan Ruoxue who was leaning on his side. When he saw that she was startled, he withdrew his consciousness, so he did not see Long Jing.
Speaking of which, Pan Ruoxue and Long Jing came to Wuxi City because of Wuxu. Because the general guarding the city of Wuxi was killed, Pan Ruxue, who wanted to take Long Jing back to Jiangping from Lihu, received the notification and hurriedly
Rushed over. Because this Xue Mingming is not only the sole general under Zhang Shicheng, but also a fellow sect of Dongji Island, a sect of Zhenjun Haoran. For both public and private purposes, both of them are coming to investigate.
However, Long Jing, who was sitting in the carriage at the moment, saw Pan Ruoxue asking such a question and knew the profound meaning. He thought for a moment and shook his head, "Although there are several wolf monsters in our East Sea Monster Alliance who can transform into human forms, they can still wander around the streets during the day.
Among them, there is no one who is the same as everyone else." Then he was surprised, "It seems that he has transformed into a wolf demon, and there is only one Northwest Wolf King in the world. Could it be that he was what Senior Sister saw?"
This northwest wolf king is a wolf cultivator in the northwest prairie. It is said that he has inherited the inheritance of the prairie wolf god, and has been able to successfully cultivate to the middle stage of real life. He has fully transformed into a human form and commands the wolves in the prairie. He is regarded as a totem by some small tribes. It is said that if it completely breaks out,
It transformed into its true form, with two heads and four wings, blue eyes, as fast as the wind, as fast as lightning, and spewed poisonous fire at the same time. Under the true spirit, there were few opponents.
Pan Ruoxue shook her head, "I have seen the portrait of the Wolf King of the Northwest. The man just now did not have a wolf mark on his forehead. Moreover, the aura was floating, and it seemed that his cultivation level was not high. It is possible that he carried some kind of illusion or something like that.
Only then can you blend in with the crowd."
The so-called wolf mark is the mark given by heaven and earth after the wolf king of the northwest became a tribal totem and accepted the beliefs of the tribe's herdsmen. It is unique and cannot be erased or concealed. This is known to the world.
Long Jing knew that not only was Pan Ruoxue's cultivation higher than hers, but her mind was also higher than hers, otherwise she would not have been selected as the candidate for the marriage between Dongji Island and Zhang Shicheng's first branch. Now, seeing Pan Ruoxue speaking so firmly, she no longer
Mentioning the Wolf King of the Northwest, he only said, "In that case, this person is also quite suspicious."
At this moment, the carriage had stopped in front of the General's Mansion. Pan Ruoxue and Long Jing stood up and said, "It doesn't matter, I have written down this person's aura. If this person leaves the city, he will definitely alarm Uncle Wu. If he does not leave the city, the little Wuxi City will
Sooner or later we will meet."
Uncle Wu is the Wu Yaotong in Wuxu's memory. He calls himself Wu Yuzi and is a fourth-level real person. On that day, Wu Yuzi was blocked from the cave at the bottom of the lake. After searching for a long time, he lurked nearby. Unexpectedly, Pan Ruoxue and Long suddenly
News of Xue Mingming's death came quietly, and Wu Yuzi stayed alone again, turning the bottom of the lake upside down, but still couldn't get in, so he left in anger.
Not long after Pan Ruoxue and Long Jing entered the General's Mansion, Wu Yuzi flew to the sky above Wuxi City, but did not land. While flying around the city, he spread his consciousness and scanned the city. Because Wuxu escaped, he defended it for several seconds.
There were no results in the day, and when I heard about the death of my fellow apprentice nephew, I was filled with anger. I drew out my harpoon steel knife and killed a few of the unsightly ones, and then I slowly flew towards the general's mansion.
Wuxu, standing in the crowd, looked at Wu Yuzi, killing him in the air as if no one else was watching. He recalled the cold yet familiar wave of spiritual consciousness that had just swept over him, and squeezed his palms.
Back at the inn, Wu Xing deliberately straightened his back, passed in front of the cashier and the boy with dignity, entered the guest room, took out the guest token from the Xuanying Gate, entered it with his spiritual consciousness, and followed the instructions that Ren Changqing had given to him before.
The method is to tap the bronze mirror on the altar with your finger.
After a while, Ren Changqing, dressed in black, appeared in the bronze mirror, looked at Wuxu with a hint of amusement, and said, "I wonder what you need?"
Wuxu looked at Ren Changqing, who was still wearing a black mask in the bronze mirror, and said, "Do you know this person just now?"
"Wu Yuzi, Dongji Island hates the disciples of Sanren."
"I want all the information about Wu Yuzi!" Wuxu paused, "and the information about the wintersweet fairy Pan Ruoxue."
"Oh," Ren Changqing's voice came through the formation, hollow and erratic, "The information for two people requires three contribution points. You are a guest, so you only need two contribution points."
The so-called contribution points in Ren Changqing's mouth are the rules of the Xuanying Sect. When issuing tasks or accepting tasks, they are calculated based on contribution points. For example, if Wuxu wants the information about Wu Yuzi and Pan Ruoxue at this moment, it is also a kind of task release, which requires contribution.
point.
Wuxu nodded and replied in a deep voice, "Okay, no problem."
Ren Changqing didn't say much, "At midnight tonight, the information of the two people will appear on the bronze mirror." As soon as he finished speaking, the image disappeared in the bronze mirror.
As the saying goes
Even though I am busy walking around the city, how can I see the little demon transforming into a human form?
He looked up and saw Wu Yuzi again, knocking the killer's token against the bronze mirror.