"What you, an old Taoist, say is quite interesting," Liu Xuan chuckled twice, and walked over at this moment. She happened to hear the old Taoist's words and felt funny, "Are you trying to trick the two of us today?"
Yan Yishen hurriedly said he didn't dare, but there was still some confidence in his voice: "You two, don't think that I am a young man with poor cultivation, but when it comes to the means of forming a forbidden formation, I'm afraid not many of the True Infant monks can do it. Compared with me, the little old man, I heard from my mentor that when my Zhouyuan Formation Sect was not destroyed, it was also a famous sect, not inferior to the ten sects of the Right Way. Nowadays, although most of the inheritance has been lost, only the remaining This part of the world is not comparable to that of ordinary sects."
Seeing that his tone was so loud, Zhao Shun raised his hand to remove the sword energy. Liu Xuan received her signal and then asked: "Since you said that Zhou Yuan Formation Sect is comparable to the ten righteous sects, how can you say that in this vast world? It has no reputation. As the saying goes, the passing geese leave traces, but I don’t believe that such a sect really never leaves any traces.”
What kind of concept is the ten righteous sects? If there are immortals sitting in them, it means that they can prosper for at least tens of thousands of years. Each of them is dominant in one area, with hundreds of affiliated sects, strong roots and luxuriant branches. Even if It is decline and destruction, and it should be a gradual decline, not an overnight achievement.
If you think about it carefully, even the Huachen Sect, a small human-level sect, had rumors circulating in the surrounding areas after its collapse. How could there be no record of a behemoth like the Zhou Yuan Formation Sect?
At least, Zhao Shun had never witnessed the deeds of Zhou Yuan Zhenzong in the Zhaoyan Bowen Tower.
Yan Yishen looked troubled, frowned and thought for a while, then he grabbed the scattered fragments in his memory and put them together into words: "This may be because it was too long ago. Our Zhouyuan Formation Sect has been destroyed..." He eagerly said He wanted to dig up some memories, but something always seemed to be blocking him out. Yan Yishen broke out in a cold sweat, and his consciousness felt like needle pricks in pain, making his lips tremble and his limbs twitching.
Zhao Shun sensed something was wrong and quickly reached out and slapped him on the forehead.
Suddenly, Yan Yishen woke up, his face flushed, and he said with shame: "I can't remember these things, but it must be a lie about the matter related to the sect."
"Let's not mention this matter for now." Zhao Chun's heart moved slightly, and with a flick of his sleeve, he threw the Xuanwu Formation book into the old Taoist's arms, "I just ask you, if you take this Xuanwu Formation book, do you have any How confident are you that you can master one of the formation techniques?" Currently, there is still a lack of a monk who is proficient in the forbidden formation technique in her cave, and the strongest forbidden formation in the world is undoubtedly the Hunde Formation Sect. If what Yan Yishen said is true, this Zhou Yuan Formation The inheritance of the sect will not be inferior to Hunde.
What's more, the other party's behavior just now clearly meant that it was not simply that he could not remember, but that his memory had been blocked by someone... There were not many people in the world who could do this.
If the Zhou Yuan Formation Sect really existed and there were no relevant records in the Zhaoyan Bowen Tower, perhaps the two major immortal sects would still be related to this.
Zhao Shun stared deeply at the old Taoist, with many calculations in his heart. Yan Yishen, who was holding the lost Xuanwu Formation Book, was stunned for a moment, and then he realized it and said ecstatically: "Fellow Taoist, don't worry, when my mentor passed away, many predecessors had left inspiration and left gifts. Now with this Xuanwu Formation, Without the formation book, I should have 6... no! 80%! 80% certainty that I can master the formation technique!"
"Don't be too happy too early." Zhao Xun's sword energy rose up again, like a breeze, and landed on the top of the old Taoist's head. Yan Yishen would not doubt it. As long as the other party's thoughts moved, he would drop the head to the ground. "This Xuanwu Formation Book, since It’s impossible to give it to you for free… just take a drop of your heart’s blood.”
There are two types of essence and blood in a monk's body: innate and acquired. The acquired essence and blood is the result of the monk's Taoism. The more profound the cultivation, the more acquired essence and blood in the body. After taking it, it will not have much impact on the monk himself, unless It is insufficient cultivation, or too much consumption of essence and blood, which will cause blood deficiency and weakness. Even if this is the case, you can also choose to take spiritual pills or go into seclusion to recover.
As for the essence and blood in the heart, it is an innate thing. It can only be used in seven or eight drops, and at most it can only be a dozen drops. Once used, it is impossible to get it back, so it is extremely precious. If it is not necessary, No one will take this thing.
The two have different origins and have different uses. Acquired essence and blood are often used to tame magic weapons and make spiritual beings recognize their masters. Some monks also use this method to trace them. It is similar to the soul lamp lit in a sect, which contains the essence and blood of disciples. Innate essence and blood are related to one's wealth and life. There is a life-saving magical power in Zhaoyan, the famous "Blood Resurrection Technique". After mastering it, if you encounter a life or death danger, you can give up your physical body and use your soul to escape danger. After that, you can use your innate essence and blood to escape. Reshape the body and preserve it with just one mana.
Zhao Chun was very interested in this, but it was a pity that this magical power could not be practiced by the illegitimate body, so she could only wait for her to cast the dharma body before reading this method.
But she wanted a drop of Yan Yishen's innate heart essence blood for another purpose. In order to gain each other's trust, monks often make agreements and make contracts. This contract, which is evidenced by the essence and blood of the heart, is called a blood contract. If only one party takes out the essence and blood to establish a contract, it means leaving life and death in the hands of others to show loyalty and trustworthiness. And both parties take out their essence and blood to form a contract, which means they are connected by heart and blood, and live and die together. The latter mostly appears between Taoist couples who are deeply in love to show their loyalty.
She and Yan Yishen had never met before, so she didn't have much trust in him. She had to hold the other person's life in her hands to be safe.
When Yan Yishen heard this, his face turned pale at first. After all, after the essence and blood in his heart were handed over, life or death would all depend on Zhao Xuan's wishes. Thinking about his current situation, it was Zhao Chun who decided life and death, and Yan Yishen felt relieved.
He lowered his head and glanced at the Xuanwu Formation Book in his hand, gritted his teeth and made up his mind, and slapped his hand on his chest. Suddenly, his breath was scattered, his body shook violently, and a drop of clear and round blood emerged from his mouth, covered with blood. A layer of magical blood light, as crystal clear as a gem. After losing this thing, Yan Yishen seemed to have lost his soul, his face was as pale as paper, and there was cold sweat on his forehead.
Zhao Chun stretched out his hand to grab the blood bead, stamped it with true essence, and then put it away with confidence. Then he took out a sealed porcelain bottle from his sleeve, handed it to Yan Yishen's hand, and said with a smile: "The blood contract is completed, my fellow Taoist will be my disciple of Xihe Mountain from now on.
"But I want to make it clear to you. My name is Zhao Chun, and I am a disciple of the Zhaoyan Immortal Sect. I am a disciple of the Zhenyang Cave Heaven Sect. In the future, you will not act in the name of the Zhou Yuan Formation Sect. You will only say that I am from Xihe Mountain. That’s it.”
Yan Yishen took the porcelain bottle, and his eyes suddenly brightened. He didn't know who he fell into at first, but now it seems that he has extraordinary luck. Since the other party is a disciple of Dongtian Sect, it means that there is at least one Dongxu monk behind him. . And if he was born in Zhaoyan, it could explain why this person had such shocking methods.
He nodded and thanked him, and then unsealed the porcelain bottle. When he lowered his head and smelled it, a light scent of alchemy immediately floated up.
The best Yuan-Building Spiritual Pill was in the best condition he had ever seen!
Second update to come
(End of chapter)
