After controlling Zuo Hong, the "One Qi Sword", Zhao Chen stayed in Yicheng for another five days.
In these five days, he visited every corner of Wuyou Valley, but like the "Guiyuan Sect" and the earlier "Yunying Sect", he found nothing.
The only gain was that he took advantage of his free time in the past few days to conduct several short double cultivation sessions with Sister Hongxia, condensing all the acupoints related to the nose aperture, and was only one step away from opening the six apertures.
"It's a pity that Sister Hongxia hasn't mastered the 'White Emperor's Samurai Sword Qi' yet, otherwise she would definitely be able to open her nose this time."
Smelling the lingering fragrance in the room, Zhao Chen smiled and shook his head. He was still too greedy. After all, he had only been practicing for a month and a half before he was about to open his six orifices. According to Zheng Qingyan, this speed was already catching up with the direct descendants of the aristocratic family.
After changing his clothes, sorting out the commonly used items and stuffing them into a storage bag, Zhao Chen began to meditate and adjust his condition.
Because there is only one more time to burn incense, and the new "Mist of History" mission will begin.
I don’t know if her Bodhisattva picture will take me with her after separation from Feimeng this time...
Just when Zhao Chen was ready, his outer spiritual sense suddenly noticed a Bodhisattva with a majestic appearance but a strange face appearing in the void.
As soon as he opened his mouth and inhaled, his body was involuntarily thrown into it.
As the light and shadow changed, Zhao Chen found himself in a dilapidated Taoist temple. The surrounding scene was not gray, white and black like in previous missions. Instead, it was colorful and very "normal".
But this "normal" itself is not very normal!
Moreover, where has Feimeng gone? But she didn't come to this mission?
When Zhao Chen was confused, the voice without any fluctuation came to his ears:
“In the third year of Shenwu in Daliang, Li Feiyu, the great master of the royal family, died inexplicably, and the world was in turmoil.
At this time, the royal family held a martial arts conference to announce the secret of the great master, and the storm will come to Kyoto.
"The first stage of the mission: Arrive in Kyoto to meet up with Qi Feimeng, and participate in the martial arts competition to win at least the top three places."
Great Liang? What kind of dynasty is this? Wasn’t the Tang Dynasty trapped in the fog of history before the Great Xia Dynasty?
The history before the Tang Dynasty in this world was similar to the history I knew in my previous life.
Liang... During the Five Hus and Sixteen Kingdoms period, there were several countries named "Liang"... but they couldn't be called "Great Liang"!
Have I come to a new world?
Also, where is the so-called Kyoto...
The more he thought about it, the weirder the mission became. However, no matter how weird the mission was, it still had to be completed, so Zhao Chen simply searched the Taoist temple first, trying to find clues.
This Taoist temple is not big, with only three rooms including the main hall. They are relatively clean, but they are empty where the statues of gods should be.
However, Zhao Chen found an identity document and a blank tablet in the bedroom.
"Zhao Chen, a person from Jiyin Mansion, a true disciple of Blood Dragon Temple."
Is this the identity assigned to me by "Bodhisattva"? However, Blood Dragon doesn't sound like a serious sect...
Furthermore, I have never heard of Jiyin Mansion.
Just as his doubts deepened, he heard two people approaching quickly on the mountain road outside the view, talking while walking.
And since Zhao Chen turned on his "ear aperture", he could already hear clearly what they were saying from this distance.
"Senior Brother Huang, is there really a demon from the Demon Cult hiding in this Blood Dragon Temple?" asked a slightly obscene voice.
"The small sect of Blood Dragon Temple now only has one little shrimp who has cultivated Zhenqi. If he hadn't practiced magic skills, how could he have killed the disciples of our Duling Sect who were urging us to pay tribute?" Another rough voice replied.
"But now the demon sect is so powerful, what if..." The wretched voice hesitated.
The owner of the rough voice said indifferently: "Do you think Zhao Chen is really the direct descendant of the Demon Sect? I guess he picked up some Demon Sect technique at most and practiced it on his own.
"After all, if he was really powerful, he wouldn't let Junior Brother Lin run down the mountain to die."
"Then I'll be relieved..." the wretched voice said in relief.
"Junior Brother Chen, you just think too much. Brother Yiwei, it seems that the monster has run away long ago and will not wait for us to check, so this mission is very easy." Senior Brother Huang said with a smile.
"Senior Brother Huang is right." The obscene voice became more and more flattering.
The identity assigned to me by the Bodhisattva is indeed not a good thing... and I still practice magic? Is this to facilitate my contact with the demonic cult in this "world"?
Zhao Chen thought for a while and decided to communicate with the two people from the so-called Soul-Duling Sect. After all, his eyes were darkened now and he needed someone to be his "guide". Otherwise, let alone go to Kyoto to meet Feimeng, he would go down the mountain. I don't even know where to go.
Well, let me first show you the "Red Emperor Nourishing Yuan" transformation in the Spiritual Qi of the Five Immortals. Its appearance is extremely positive and yang, and I don't think it is an evil spirit. Maybe it can clear their misunderstanding of my identity.
If you still don't believe it, it's not too late to take them down again.
After thinking about it for a while, Zhao Chen found that the two men had arrived in front of the Taoist temple gate and each had drawn their weapons.
One of them had a square face, thick eyebrows and broad eyes. Apart from his abnormally pale skin, he looked quite upright.
But the other person has sinister eyebrows, short stature, and extremely vulgar appearance.
Seeing this, Zhao Chen frowned slightly, because these two people did not look like decent disciples from a famous family. However, in order to understand the situation, he took the initiative to appear in front of them and said:
"You two, please be polite."
But his appearance startled Senior Brother Huang and Junior Brother Chen, and they took several steps back before regaining their balance.
After all, before the other party appeared, the two of them didn't notice anything. This in itself meant that the person coming was either good at concealing his aura, or his strength was far superior to the two of them.
After the sly-eyed Junior Brother Chen stabilized his figure, he finally saw Zhao Chen's face clearly and said in a high-pitched voice: "Senior Brother Huang, I have seen Zhao Chen's wanted portrait, it's him!"
Zhao Chen? ! When Senior Brother Huang heard this, he looked at the young man in front of him in surprise and uncertainty. He originally thought that he just accidentally obtained a demon sect's technique, but looking at his current demeanor and his sudden appearance of body skills, could it be that he really joined the demon sect?
Fortunately, at his age, no matter how talented he is, he cannot make the Demon Cult martial arts very strong.
Senior Brother Huang took a deep breath, and then shouted loudly: "How dare Zhao Chen still dare to stay here? Don't you think that after learning the methods of the Demon Cult, you can really treat my Soul-Duling Sect as nothing?"
His Qi cultivation has passed the twelve levels. Although he has not practiced Qi, this question is full of Qi and full of momentum.
Do you still know how to fight with momentum? Zhao Chen secretly admired him, then showed a consciously friendly smile and said, "This senior brother must have misunderstood. I haven't practiced the Demonic Cultivation Technique... If you don't believe me, just look at it."
As he spoke, he tried his best to stimulate his true energy, allowing the noble and fiery "Red Emperor Yang Yuan" to be fully displayed.
He originally thought that even if the two opponents did not immediately give up their hostility, their attitudes would be softened.
But who would have thought that after seeing Zhao Chen's true energy, Senior Brother Huang and Junior Brother Chen seemed to have seen something extremely terrifying. Their faces became even paler and they couldn't help but blurt out:
"This... is such a cruel demonic skill! Are you really a direct disciple of the demonic sect?"
Senior Brother Huang did not hesitate to activate a talisman in his hand, causing a huge firework to explode in the air.
"The direct descendant of the demon sect, if everyone finds it and kills it, you are dead!"
Before he finished speaking, hundreds of resentful spirits crawled out of his body and covered his whole body. Although they looked at Zhao Chen's surging Qi with fear, they still worked without hesitation to eliminate the effects of "Red Emperor Yangyuan" Impact.
Junior Brother Chen on the other side also summoned black mist, covering himself.
(End of chapter)
