PS: I have something to do today and tomorrow, so I will update as usual. Friday and Saturday will have two chapters if there are no accidents.
At the edge of the dense forest, three figures walked out from a sparse forest. The one in front was a Taoist in a black robe. He was spotless and there was no mud under his feet.
Behind him were two seven or eight-year-old children. One of them screamed and ran out. Then, he lay on the ground facing the sky and started to take deep breaths.
Yuan JIngqing looked at the mountains in the distance. After the forest, there was a vast plain in front of him. After walking for another thousand miles in the southwest direction and passing through the mountain pass, he would reach the border of Shen Fang Country.
Although he said that he wanted to go to this country, he did not fly in the air. Instead, he walked on foot with Zhan Lu. It took him more than half a month to walk out of the vast forest full of towering ancient trees.
There were many monsters and beasts in the forest. They were not a threat to him, but to a child like Zhan Lu, it was enough to be fatal.
Every time they encountered a life and death situation, he did not intervene, but only gave pointers from the side. Zhan Lu was stubborn, and he did not ask for help. Unexpectedly, he managed to survive by relying on his unwillingness to admit defeat.
At this moment, Zhan Lu was completely different from half a month ago. Although there was not much change in his body, his eyes became extremely bright and full of vigor. It was like a beautiful jade that was polished and finally revealed a threatening light.
At this moment, another child walked up and said to Zhan Lu, "Senior Brother Zhan, it is not safe to leave the forest. There are also fierce wolves and leopards in the wilderness. It is not good for you to lie down."
Zhan Lu clenched his fist and said indifferently, "What are you afraid of? It is not like I have not seen them in the forest. If they come, I will still beat them."
Yuan JIngqing said indifferently, "Don't think that you have some strength now. It is supported by the spiritual opportunity of heaven and earth that entered your body half a month ago. However, your body is too weak. Without a strong foundation, it is like a bag that leaks everywhere. It cannot store any Qi dynamic. After it is exhausted, you will be beaten back to your original state. "
Zhan Lu was not convinced. He got up and took out the necklace around his neck. He raised it and said, "I can already understand the words on it. When I finish reading it, I'll be as strong as Zhan Gun."
Yuan JIngqing glanced at the words on the paper and said, "If you don't consume external objects to nourish yourself with blood energy, you won't be able to cultivate this technique. Then don't even think about cultivating it. "
He turned around and instructed, "Yuan Ping, go catch a beast full of blood and qi."
Yuan Ping hurriedly agreed and was about to leave when Zhan Lu said, "I will go with you."
Yuan JIngqing did not stop them. Watching the two leave, he sat down cross-legged and circulated his energy to regulate his breathing.
An hour later.
An Inky Flood Dragon soared through the air and threw a dying Yak onto the ground. Then, it swayed. He returned to his original appearance of a little Daoist boy.
Although this was not the first time Zhan Lu had seen such a scene, he was still very curious as he looked around and asked, "Little Yuan brother. Are you really a flood dragon? "
Yuan Ping said, "Senior brother Zhan, I am a Flood Dragon, not a flood dragon."
Zhan Lu laughed. Of course he knew he was a Flood Dragon. But every time he said that, Yuan Ping would seriously correct him. It was really funny.
Yuan Ping looked at the Meng Niu that was still bleeding and urged: "Senior Martial Brother Zhan, drink it quickly. It will be useless if it's too late. "
Zhan Lu also knew the gravity of the situation and grunted. He walked to the side of the Yak and laid down. Facing the bloody hole, he gulped down the blood. Although it smelled fishy, he didn't feel any discomfort. When he was in the Zhan tribe, his sister took care of him, but he still lived a life of hunger and hunger. Usually, he could only pick some wild fruits or fish from the sea to fill his stomach. Now, he couldn't even drink the blood of the Venomous Sea even if he wanted to, so how could he dislike it?
Only when he could drink no more did he wipe his mouth and stand up.
At this moment, he suddenly heard an eagle's cry from afar.
Zhan Lu glanced at it and did not pay attention to it. He used to live by the sea cliff and had seen all kinds of strange birds. He had long been used to it.
But Yuan Ping could hear that the cry was sharp and anxious, as if it was attacking something. Although it was still quite far from them, he did not want to cause trouble, so he said, "Senior brother Zhan, let's go back."
After Zhan Lu finished drinking the Nightmare Blood, he felt as if there was a ball of fire in his body. His skin turned bright red, as if he had an inexhaustible amount of energy in his body that he urgently needed to vent. After saying yes, he madly ran back the way he came.
Yuan Ping followed behind with a cloud of smoke rising from his feet.
Zhan Lu looked and said, "Little Yuan brother, did you learn your skills from Zhenren?"
Yuan Ping shook his head and said, "I am not Master's disciple."
He looked at Zhan Lu with some envy and said, "Senior brother Zhan, your luck is really good. In the nine cities, there are countless people who want to be Master's disciple, but Master refused, but he is willing to accept you."
Zhan Lu muttered, "Is Zhenren Yuan very powerful?"
Yuan Ping said seriously, "Master is a Yuanying cultivator, and the ninth disciple of Hall Master Du Zhen, how is he not powerful?"
Zhan Lu replied, "Is he as powerful as a Mystic cultivator?"
Yuan Ping was honest and obedient, he had never seen a Mystic cultivator before and could not tell who was stronger, so he could only shake his head and said honestly, "I don't know."
Zhan Lu laughed as if he had won.
Although he was young, it was not that he could not tell who was good to him. It was just that he had a stubbornness in his heart, and once he made up his mind, he would not turn back.
But after a while, the two of them returned to where they came from.
Yuan JIngqing looked at Zhan Lu and said, "Blood Qi is rolling, if it is not restrained and accumulated early, it will still be useless."
Zhan Lu heard this and hurriedly took the bone piece in front of him. There were many small words on it, but when he looked at it again, it actually gathered into pictures, and the human figures inside were making different movements.
He rubbed his eyes. With a look of pleasant surprise on his face, he began to fiddle with it according to the drawing.
This picture had a name, it was called "Refining Rule Diagram", it taught people how to use Blood Qi to circulate the meridians, regulate the organs, tendons, and bones. It was also the fundamental method of cultivation for Mystic cultivators. Only by mastering this could one move Blood Qi to the maximum in the future.
This diagram focused on strength, it did not teach people how to breathe. According to the method, it required the person who practiced it to continuously move the tendons and bones of the body, to adjust the force around the body, and to practice the minor details, so that the Blood Qi that was swallowed into the body could be absorbed. Just Now, it could be considered useful.
However, the first step was actually very important, because it was not suitable for everyone. Usually, it required guidance, or else it would only take twice the effort for half the result, and in more serious cases, it might even destroy one's foundation.
But Zhan Lu was young, he did not understand the theory, he only needed to follow the drawing and practice, and he would become a Mystic cultivator.
In reality, when Mo Wen gave him the Dharma Bones, he also wanted him to come to Mo Yi Stage to look for him after he could understand it, and when he was officially given the title of a student, he would then give him guidance. Also, without external medicine to replenish Blood Qi, it was useless no matter how much practice, at most, he could only slightly familiarize himself with the movements. He did not expect Zhan Lu to have such an encounter.
At first, Yuan JIngqing did not see the profoundness in the words, that was because he did not pay attention to these crude Dharma Practices. Now that he paid a little attention, he only looked for a while, and he saw through the key points.
He was very clear that if he did not say anything now, Zhan Lu would go the wrong way, and he would never be able to become a Mystic cultivator in the future.
But he did not do so, instead, he spoke out and reminded him, "Practice poorly."
He pointed his finger, and with a swoosh, more than ten human-shaped pictures appeared on the ground. They were clearly inanimate objects, but the people in them stretched their limbs, and they were alive, as if they were about to jump out of the ground.
He said, "Go take a look, see which ones are suitable for you."
There were only a few patterns on the Dharmic Bones, but with his cultivation base, he could see through them at a glance. With just a thought, he could deduce hundreds of different variations. However, with Zhan Lu's physique and aptitude, there were only a dozen or so patterns that were suitable for him to practice.
Zhan Lu looked at him, and walked in front of those pictures. Just Now, his gaze was instantly attracted. He felt that there were a few of them that were very easy to understand, and he could not help but move along with them.
Unknowingly, more than two hours had passed.
Zhan Lu moved continuously, but he did not feel tired at all. His body was warm, and there was no longer the unbearable heat from before, and his spirit was unusually excited.
He felt the benefits, and just as he wanted to continue practicing, Yuan JIngqing said, "Stop before you go too far. Moving the Blood Qi is indeed beneficial to the organs, but the damage is not small. You need to recuperate after this, and do not move anymore."
Zhan Lu did not dare to disobey. Previously, when he was in danger in the dense forest, it proved that Yuan JIngqing's words were correct every time. If he did not do as he said, he would be the one to suffer in the end.
At this moment, Yuan JIngqing suddenly sensed something, and looked up. He saw on the opposite hillside, there were two big yaks pulling a large cart over.
This seemed to be a prison cart, and there were five or six men and women wearing black linen clothes inside. All of them looked haggard, and their hands and feet were tightly bound by thorns.
Beside the cart, there was a strange person. He was extremely tall, and a normal person could only reach his waist. His upper body was bare, and his chin was hard and protruding. He had a white beard, and his skin was like dead wood. When he walked, he paused, as if his body was incomparably heavy.
In the prison cart, there was a short-bearded man who inadvertently glanced over, and saw that there were several figures opposite him. His spirit was instantly lifted, and he hurriedly shouted, "Are those people from Shenfang Country? We are the students of Caicai Academy, and were accidentally captured by this Scholar Tree person. If you can inform the country, my Qiu Clan will definitely reward you handsomely! "
When he shouted, the strange person also saw Yuan JIngqing and the other two. With a loud roar, his body expanded rapidly, and suddenly, he turned into a giant that was a thousand feet tall. With rumbling steps, he walked over, causing the ground to rumble.
When the short-bearded man saw this, he became even more anxious. However, after calling out a few times, he saw that the person opposite him did not respond at all. He thought that the person was scared silly, and he could not help but sigh, and give up on that thought.
However, at this moment, there was a rumble, as if thousands of lightning bolts fell from the sky. The sky darkened, and the short-bearded man's ears were buzzing. After a while, he came back to his senses, and when he looked again, he was dumbfounded. The Scholar Tree person was already charred, lying on the ground with his back facing the sky.
He was excited, and thought to himself, "The Scholar Tree person's body is harder than metal, and only Spirit Form Realm Mystic cultivators can deal with him. Could it be that a Palace Master passed by?"
Not long after, a voice sounded in front of the prison cart, saying, "Are you all Mystic cultivators?"
The prison cart was very tall, and the short-bearded man could not see the person's figure, so he nodded and said, "Yes, we are the students of Caicai Academy."
However, what he heard next made him very ashamed. "Senior Brother Zhan, Mystic cultivators don't seem to be as powerful as you said."
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