After wandering around Tianxing Garden, Fang Zheng made sure that the girl didn't follow him, and then left.
Late at night, midnight.
Stepping out of Tianxing Garden, there were not many people on the street.
Mana gathered in his legs, Fang Zheng quickened his pace and rushed towards his home.
The most important thing at the moment is to go home, and then use the essence and blood to break the seal and obtain the ancient ancient magic of the true immortal in the bronze and iron scroll.
After walking through a few streets and having a cup of tea, Fang Zheng was about to leave the Nancheng area.
But just as he was about to cross the last alley, a gust of wind blew, and an inexplicable chill came to his heart. Subconsciously, Fang Zheng stopped and looked straight ahead.
In the dark alley, a figure slowly stepped out.
"It's you!"
Looking at the figure stepping out of the darkness, Fang Zheng's heart sank.
Could this woman also be able to discern the ancient magic of true immortals in the bronze and iron scrolls?
In the darkness, a figure stepped out. Under the cold moonlight, a delicate face was revealed. It was Mo Qingxiao who he had bumped into before in Tianxing Garden.
Stepping out of the darkness, Mo Qingxiao walked towards Fang Zheng step by step.
"What do you want to do? Don't come over. If you come over again, I'll call you!" Fang Zheng suddenly became alert.
This woman must have come here to intercept him for the sake of the True Immortal Ancient Technique.
Mo Qingxiao remained calm and continued to walk forward.
Fang Zheng was even more vigilant, and was about to shout with his magic power to call the Ye Lin Army who was patrolling nearby. Suddenly, Mo Qingxiao waved his hand, and a powerful pressure came over, and a barrier instantly enveloped the alley.
"Stop screaming. No matter how loud you scream, Ye Linjun won't be able to hear you." Mo Qingxiao finally spoke.
Fang Zheng: "..."
"This is Yongdu City. Fighting is strictly prohibited in Yongdu. Do you want to challenge the laws of the Yong Dynasty?"
Fang Zheng reminded with a stern face.
"Do you want to scare me?" Mo Qingxiao stepped in front of Fang Zheng, staring at him with disdain in her eyes.
It seemed that what Fang Zheng said did not frighten her at all.
This made him feel even more nervous.
This woman has a seventh-grade cultivation level, so if they really fight, he will definitely not be her opponent.
Spells, cultivation, experience, physique... In any aspect, Dou is enough to easily crush him.
Nine levels of immortality, one level and one heaven, this is not a boast.
"What do you want!" Fang Zheng lowered his head and said in a hoarse voice.
"Hand over the jade pendant." Mo Qingxiao's voice rang out.
Jade pendant?
As soon as Mo Qingxiao opened his mouth, Fang Zheng was stunned.
At the same time, he also breathed a sigh of relief.
I thought that this woman had penetrated the ancient immortal magic in the bronze and iron scroll, but I didn't expect that this woman actually came here for his jade pendant.
"One hundred taels of gold, hand over the jade pendant, don't force me to do it!"
Mo Qingxiao spoke again, took out a cloth bag and threw it on the ground. There was a sound of gold hitting inside.
The mouth of the bag fell open, and one or two pieces of gold fell into his eyes.
Fang Zheng bent down and picked up the gold on the ground. He weighed it in his hands and found that one hundred taels should be enough.
After putting away the gold, Fang Zheng took out the jade pendant from his arms, glanced at Mo Qingxiao, and threw the jade pendant to her.
"Pa~"
After catching the jade pendant, he looked at it carefully and confirmed that it was the jade pendant he wanted. Mo Qingxiao's delicate face showed a hint of joy. She looked at Fang Zheng again and said, "You know what's going on!"
"Whoosh——"
After saying that, Mo Qingxiao's figure moved and quickly disappeared from Fang Zheng's eyes. At the same time, the barrier she had set also quickly dissipated.
"Why does this woman want a jade pendant?" Fang Zheng looked at the darkness and frowned.
The jade pendant is not very powerful, right?
Only some spiritual crystals and a trace of Taoist charm are still valuable, but this value is definitely not worth a hundred taels of gold.
Otherwise, the vendor wouldn't be able to sell it to him.
What's the secret of the jade pendant?
That's impossible. Fang Zheng believes in his ability to see through even the bronze and iron scrolls that contain the ancient magic of true immortals. If there is a secret in that jade pendant, it will never escape his eyes.
"Does this jade pendant have any special meaning to this woman?"
An idea appeared in Fang Zheng's mind, and his eyes fell on the gold in his hand.
The total value of a piece of jade pendant was less than twenty taels, but this woman exchanged it with him for a hundred taels of gold.
If there is nothing wrong with my brain, it means that the jade pendant must have some special meaning.
"Forget it, it has nothing to do with me. Let's go back first."
Eliminating the distracting thoughts in his mind, Fang Zheng quickened his pace and headed towards Beicheng.
——
In the span of a stick of incense, under Fang Zheng's lightning speed, he finally returned home.
Close the door and lock it.
After making sure it was safe, Fang Zheng lit the oil lamp in the house.
The faint candlelight illuminated the room, and Fang Zheng took out the bronze iron scroll as well as the black crystal stone and black iron stone.
Putting the two ores aside, Fang Zheng moved his eyes to the bronze iron scroll.
Under the candlelight, the bronze and iron scrolls were stained with rust.
Some vague fonts are faintly visible on it.
It seems that there is nothing special.
There was nothing special about reaching out to touch it. Even when I tried using my magic power, I didn't get any response.
[A piece of bronze and iron scroll. In fact, there is a powerful ancient Taoist practice method in it. It was created by the real immortal. It has amazing power. It is opened with essence and blood and nourished by magic power. You can get the real method inside. It is a very good practice method. You can try it. Try it, I guarantee you won’t regret it. 】
Looking at the font that appeared in his eyes, Fang Zheng murmured in his heart: "It seems that the true appearance can only be revealed after it is opened with blood essence."
Feeling certain in his heart, Fang Zheng took out a knife and quickly cut his finger.
The magic power circulated, and a drop of blood essence was forced out.
"Snapped--"
The crimson blood essence dripped on the bronze iron scroll. The next second, the bronze iron scroll in front of him quickly absorbed it like a sponge.
Fang Zheng stared without blinking, but the scene he imagined did not appear.
There is no change in the bronze and iron scroll, it is still the same.
Fang Zheng: "?"
"what happened?"
"Isn't the essence and blood enough?"
Looking at the bronze iron scroll, an idea flashed through Fang Zheng's mind.
"Come again!"
Feeling certain in his heart, Fang Zheng used his magic power to force out a drop of crimson blood from the wound on his finger.
"Snapped--"
The drops fell on the bronze iron scroll and were quickly absorbed again.
But there was still no response.
"……not enough?"
Fang Zheng was stunned.
The font prompt only suggested using blood essence to open the seal, but it did not say how much blood essence should be used.
Two drops of semen and blood will be of no use to the egg.
Fang Zheng took a deep breath and once again mobilized his magic power to force out the blood essence.
Three drops, four drops...
Ten drops...
Under the candlelight, Fangzheng's face gradually turned white.
Although he had been nourished by true blood before, his lost essence and blood had recovered and even improved a lot, but after dripping dozens of drops of essence and blood in one breath, he felt that he couldn't bear it anymore.
Is this thing a bottomless pit?
It continued to drip, and at this point, it was impossible for him to give up.
Loss is loss.
As long as you can obtain the ancient True Immortal method and refine the Kirin true blood deep in your heart, this loss is nothing.
This is called pattern!
…
Bang~
A hundred drops of essence and blood dripped into the bronze iron scroll, and Fang Zheng's face became extremely pale.
No trace of ruddy color can be seen anymore.
The head feels dizzy and the body feels weak.
One hundred drops of blood essence was already close to all of his blood essence.
An ordinary person can have at most a dozen drops of essence and blood.
For a ninth-grade cultivator, a few dozen drops to a hundred or so.
If it weren't for the nourishment of Qilin's true blood, these hundred drops of blood essence might have drained him dry, endangering his life.
When a hundred drops of essence and blood drip into the bronze iron scroll.
The bronze iron scroll, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly emitted a faint light.
The rust on the iron scroll fell off, and the fonts inside seemed to be alive.
Looking at this scene, Fang Zheng's pale face showed a flush.
Quickly pour in mana.
"Buzz——"
Under the infusion of Fang Zheng's mana, the bronze iron scroll on the table floated instantly.
The light blooms more powerfully.
A looming shadow appeared on the bronze iron scroll.
It was blurry and Fang Zheng couldn't see his face.
"After tens of thousands of years, someone finally got my inheritance..."
A disembodied voice sounded.
Fang Zheng looked at the phantom in front of him and was stunned.
Damn it?
what is this?
True immortal will?
Just when Fang Zheng was stunned, the next second, cracks appeared on the bronze iron scroll in front of him.
"Click——"
There was a cracking sound, followed closely by more cracks appearing all over the bronze and iron scrolls.
Finally, in Fang Zheng's eyes, the broken bronze iron scroll exploded directly and turned into a collection of spiritual light.
The shadow seemed to look more solid.
"Inheritor, I hope you won't lose my face..."
The ethereal voice sounded again, and the next second, the phantom also merged into the spiritual light, going straight into Fang Zheng's eyebrows.
"boom--"
The aura penetrated the center of his eyebrows forcefully, causing Fang Zheng to feel pain instantly. He had no time to react as the aura invaded his mind.
"Well……"
A painful groan sounded in the room.
"boom!"
Fang Zheng fell on the bed, curled up, his pale face was swept by a flush, he twitched, and became motionless in an instant.
But there was a little spiritual light emanating from his body, which was very strange...
