Two days later, the figure of Shenru Zichuan appeared again at the top of the sea of clouds. The red lady hurriedly stepped forward and said with a shy smile: "Thank you for your hard work, sir. The incompetent brother of the slave family has made me worry a lot."
Emperor Xuanyuan frowned again and again. Even though he had ten levels of Qi nourishing skills and a gentle temperament, he still almost broke his defense. He waved his hand and told Zhou Xuehai and Zi Yike to go away. He was no longer in the mood to teach them.
Zhou Xuehai and Zi Yike hurriedly walked aside. The situation on the court was a bit delicate. If they couldn't get involved, they would be treated as a punching bag.
In the past two days, the two of them asked Emperor Xuanyuan for advice. They dabbled in both civil and martial arts, and gained a lot. They also felt that Emperor Xuanyuan was worthy of being an emperor. Regardless of his magnanimity and knowledge of martial arts, he was worthy of the title of human emperor.
Zichuan took out the secret book of Kung Fu and handed it to Emperor Xuanyuan. Emperor Xuanyuan took it and looked at it, "The Book of Differentiations and Combinations", a weird name.
He opened the secret book and looked at it carefully, sometimes frowning, sometimes explaining, sometimes suddenly realizing, and sometimes falling into deeper confusion.
After watching it, he said with emotion: "This technique is quite mysterious, and it was difficult for Gu Huang to understand it for a while. Brother Zichuan, how about studying it and discussing it with Gu Huang?"
"That's fine."
When Zichuan grabbed the secret book, he took a rough look at it and found that it was indeed profound and difficult for Emperor Xuanyuan.
Emperor Xuanyuan simply spread out the secret book and everyone watched it together and brainstormed.
Seeing a certain part, Emperor Xuanyuan asked: "What is the meaning of this sentence, 'Find the connecting point between two different types of true energy, qi, gong body, etc., find the connecting point, and there will be a beginning.'"
Zichuan thought: "The Qi of the God Emperor and the Qi of the Chi Emperor are just like the clear sky and the turbid earth, both transformed by the Qi of Chaos..."
The two of them frequently asked and answered questions, and occasionally Zhou Xuehai and Ziyi Ke also talked.
The Red Lady is also of a very high level, and she is very talented. If not for this, Zichuan would not be so attached to her, nor would he accept the token she gave her, and keep it forever.
After three days of this, everyone had a preliminary understanding of the secret manual and was barely able to practice.
It can be imagined that the three top masters spent three days to initially understand the difficulty of this "Yihe Jing" technique. If they want to master it completely, they may have to humbly ask Yue Guanshan himself for advice.
That's all, it depends on your understanding. The secret book of Yueguan Mountain is purely IQ suppression.
Zichuan breathed a sigh of relief. The disciple had posed a difficult problem for him. It was finally solved. It was not a shame.
He stared at Ziyi Ke for a while. They were the same person, but the difference was too big.
The purple-clothed guest hurriedly hid behind Zhou Xuehai, muttering in his heart: Don't look at me, I only inherited Yue Guan Shan's understanding of the sword, other understandings, etc., sorry, I am not good at it.
Emperor Xuanyuan smiled and said: "If you are so well prepared, you can watch the mountains and rivers move with the strength of the Solitary Emperor."
On the top of the sea of clouds, Emperor Xuanyuan jumped up, took in the clear air of the sea of clouds and turned it into a bow, turned the nine layers of divine emperor's energy in his body into an arrow, bent the bow to full length, split the sky with an arrow, and shot straight away. Xuanyuan Holy City Beacon Tower.
Xuanyuan's arrow and the God-Emperor's anger shook the heavens and the earth, and the mountains and rivers moved. On the land of China, cultivators and warriors above the peak of the innate world all feel the deep pressure in their hearts. Those who have cultivated deeper have already sensed the aura of Emperor Xuanyuan's divine emperor.
The ambitious people also restrained their minds and did not dare to act rashly. Anyone who has experienced the battle in the Wilderness of Zhuolu hundreds of years ago has a deep understanding of the power of Emperor Xuanyuan. He is the strongest among the Three Saints.
With him here, few people in China dared to rebel against him, and the temptations of many cities ended at this moment.
An arrow shot hundreds of miles away, and in an instant, the beacon tower of Xuanyuan Holy City arrived. The arrow turned into the energy of the God Emperor, igniting the beacon tower that had not been lit for hundreds of years. In an instant, the fire soared into the sky, shaking a hundred-mile radius.
When cities all over the world saw the beacons lit in the Holy City of Xuanyuan, they all lit their own beacons and did not dare not to follow suit.
Afraid of being beaten, even though Emperor Xuanyuan was kind and virtuous, he was also very irritable when he got angry. There have been city lords who have been irritated in the past, and it was terrible.
The beacon tower was lit, and the lords of all the cities in the world ordered their left and right to properly handle the city affairs, and then led a few people to the Holy City of Xuanyuan.
On the top of the sea of clouds, Emperor Xuanyuan shot an arrow, and his energy was suddenly exhausted. The remaining energy of the God Emperor in his body could no longer completely suppress the energy of Emperor Chi, and Emperor Chi's energy suddenly surged in his body.
Emperor Xuanyuan's whole body immediately emitted a cold blackness, his brows furrowed, and his expression alternated between rationality and tyranny.
Seeing this, Zichuan immediately gathered the clear air from the sea of clouds and poured it into his body. At the same time, he said: "Calm down, concentrate, "Yihe Jing"."
Emperor Xuanyuan is worthy of being a peerless strong man. His unyielding will is resisting the erosion of negative emotions in Emperor Chi's aura. His mind is gradually calming down. The secret practice method of "Yihe Jing" appears in his mind, and he slowly exercises his skills. .
Sometimes clear, sometimes turbid, the Qi of the God Emperor and the Qi of the Chi Emperor chased and fought in Emperor Xuanyuan's body, and then gradually, bit by bit, merged.
His expression calmed down completely and his brows relaxed.
Seeing this, Zichuan breathed a sigh of relief and said: "The technique has been introduced. When he succeeds, he will be able to return to his original state, and maybe even further."
Based on his fusion speed, it would be about two to three years.
He then said to Madam Hong: "The matter here has been settled, it's time to resolve the matter in Xuanyuan Holy City, and here comes Saint Aunt Lao."
The masters of cities from all over China will come to Xuanyuan Holy City one after another in the next half month, and then there will be another round of calculations and calculations.
The red lady smiled and said: "Sir, I love you so much. Just call me Hong'er."
Zhou Xuehai and Zi Yike watched the clouds come and go, and pretended not to hear.
Several people descended from the top of the sea of clouds and arrived at the Holy City of Xuanyuan. The Red Lady had left beforehand. At this time, Zichuan suddenly said: "Xuehai, Ziyike, you two have not experienced the human world. It is inevitable that your character will be defective and it will be difficult for you to achieve anything. Next, let’s take a look around Xuanyuan City to refine our hearts in the world of mortals, so that we can make further progress in the future.”
Zhou Xuehai and Zi Yike nodded in agreement. Zhou Xuehai asked: "Master, where are you going next?"
Zichuan said solemnly: "I have something important to do as a teacher, so I need to go out."
As he said this, he drove the two people away and left the Holy City alone.
Zhou Xuehai looked at the departing master and said, "Zi Yi, where do you think the master will go?"
The guest in purple said: "Do you still have to guess? Where can I go?"
The two said at the same time: "Haha..."
Dozens of miles to the west of Xuanyuan Holy City, there is a valley where wild beasts, ferocious beasts, and spiritual beasts often appear. Ordinary people dare not go there, and human traces are rare.
In the valley, there are clouds and mist, covering the entire valley. Occasionally, strong winds blow through, blowing away a corner of the clouds and mist, revealing the colorful flowers. In an instant, the clouds and mist flow back to cover them.
Qiu Zi's direct descendant, the divine Confucian Zichuan, came here slowly today. He held a token in his hand. The token was a hairpin. There was a faint light on the hairpin, and the clouds and mist retreated when it encountered it. He stepped forward, the clouds and mist flowed back behind him, and his figure was gradually buried in the clouds and mist.
Like a dream, like an illusion, like dew like lightning, an elegant red building, a dream within a dream, plays a little bit of emotion in the clouds and mist.
There was a person, wearing a light red makeup and red clothes, like a bride waiting to be married, with a smile in her heart and a smile on her lips, playing the Xiyinqin gracefully, waiting for someone to come.
"Xiyinqin, Xiyinqin, you brought it to the slave family. The slave family has been waiting for this person for a long time."
Exactly: Don’t Dream in Red Mansions
