Hidden Corners

Wang Zhijun swallowed his saliva. When Li Chengyi stared at him, he felt an unconscious stiffness all over his body.

Even just an ordinary gaze can make him fearful of being watched by the ancestors of the clan.

This made him pay more and more attention to the newly emerging genius in front of him.

"You are right, so when I come over this time, I also brought a second gift for you."

He clapped his hands, and a guard behind him stepped forward and took a square box from his back.

The box opens with front and rear snaps, and the lid flips outwards, revealing an old booklet inside.

"This is a copy of the skills that your branch's Songwei Qi creation ancestor left behind in the clan. It not only contains the practice methods of Songwei Qi, but also the subsequent methods for further condensing the Deer King's Qi."

The deer king is angry?

Li Chengyi's eyes lit up. He still couldn't sense and see the spirit of the true seal. He suspected that such a piece of the puzzle was missing.

After all, based on the years, he now has one hundred and forty years of Qi cultivation.

Such a huge amount of zhenqi cannot sense the spirit of the true seal. It is obvious that something is wrong.

Normally, the difficulty shouldn't be this high.

Now it seems that perhaps what is missing is the Qi of the Deer King.

"Is this true?" His eyes fell on the pamphlet.

"Of course it is true. There are hundreds of people in my Wang family, scattered in various places, with huge industries. Most of them are famous for their medical skills. The Qingyuan Dan method they major in is also used to treat difficult and complicated diseases. It is precisely because of the lack of people like you who can do it in the world. Officially, he is a genius who works hard and keeps rising."

Seeing Li Chengyi's interest, Wang Zhijun immediately struck while the iron was hot.

"Think about it. The large number of contacts my Wang family has accumulated due to Xuanhu Jishi, coupled with your powerful martial arts talent, may be able to soar into the sky and take the entire clan to a new level."

Speaking of which, although the Wang family may sound powerful, in fact it is still a medical family. There are not many officials in it. Even if they are, they are medical officers and their rank is only about the same as Wang Yifeng.

Now Li Chengyi is at least three levels higher than Wang Yifeng.

Therefore, after learning about Wang Yichen's situation, the clan immediately sent Wang Zhijun, the son of the clan leader and the most gentle representative of the younger generation in the clan, to visit with gifts.

This also represents the importance the clan attaches to Wang Yichen.

If Wang Yichen can be allowed to return to the clan, not to mention the impact in the future, Wang Yichen's position will also be of great benefit to the current clan.

At this time, Wang Yichen reached out, picked up the brochure in the box, and opened it to read.

Wang Zhijun looked sincere and waited quietly.

Amidst the subtle sound of turning pages, he soon saw the other party put down the book.

"I have accepted the gift. You can discuss the arrangements with my father for your return to the clan. I will not participate in the complicated etiquette. Things are busy here." Li Chengyi said calmly.

"Of course there is no need to bother you, sir. I will take care of these things myself, as long as you agree. At critical times, all you need to do is show up for a few banquets and pay homage to your ancestors. There is no need to go far, there are elders of our clan in Quling Mansion. , we will take care of it when the time comes." Wang Zhijun said hurriedly.

"That's good. You will send someone to notify you of the date later. In addition, there is also the sect's black-level technique, the Qingyuan Dan Method." Li Chengyi did not finish his words.

"This is easy to say. After paying homage to the ancestors in a few days, I will naturally pass it on to you," Wang Zhijun replied.

After the return was confirmed, the atmosphere between the two people immediately relaxed a lot. Calculating their seniority, Wang Zhijun should be called Li Chengyi's nephew, but naturally he would not dare to do so in front of him.

After their goal was achieved, Wang Zhijun and the others stopped immediately and quickly stood up to leave.

After seeing the three people off, Li Chengyi returned to the living room, picked up the booklet in the box, and opened it again.

The above record about the Deer King Qi is clearly visible.

To transform deer king qi from pine grain qi, you need to use the blood of the strongest stag in the herd to draw a symbol called the deer king seal, and then watch the deer king seal while circulating the true qi to condense it into a true qi form. Deer King Seal symbol.

Only in this way can the transformation be completed.

And in the follow-up, it is indeed recorded that once the transformation of Deer King Qi is completed, the original effect of Songwei Qi will completely disappear and turn into the role of Deer King Qi in promoting bone growth.

Li Chengyi didn't care about this. Compared to the pitiful lethality of the Songwen Qi, he was more concerned about the possibility of integrating the True Seal after the Deer King Qi was transformed into a cultivator.

Engraving is his ultimate goal.

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The capital of Shaoyin Kingdom—Licheng.

Click.

The pale electric light instantly illuminated a huge and deep palace on the outskirts of the city.

Deep in the empty and deserted palace, a handsome man wearing light blue crystal earrings, with a soft smile on his fair face that seemed to remain unchanged forever, stood in the palace study room, looking out the window at the rolling clouds.

The man was wearing a white robe with gold edges, with a ferocious and majestic golden dragon head embroidered on the back. His silky black hair was tied together and hung down to his waist.

He is none other than Yan Rong, the current emperor of the Shaoyin Kingdom.

Now only thirty-one years old, he had to rush to the throne before he had accomplished his magic. Many times, in the eyes of outsiders, he was just a young emperor.

However, with the support of Taifu and Imperial Master, even if he is only the Young Emperor, no one dares to disobey him.

"The sky is getting a little dark. I don't like it to be so gloomy." Yan Rong sighed slightly.

"I'm going to ask Si Tianjian's people to disperse the clouds." From a dark corner behind him, a woman dressed in black and purple clothes quickly walked out.

The woman wears a wingless gauze hat similar to that worn by officials. She has a slim figure and carries a straight and wide double-sided black sword on her back.

"No need, the teacher should be here soon." Yan Rong shook his head slightly.

"Teacher doesn't like to interfere too much with the natural movement of heaven and earth."

"Your Majesty is the king of a country. You don't have to follow the words of the national master." The woman frowned. "After all, you have grown up and are no longer the young emperor who had to rely on him for everything."

"Yes. I have grown up and am no longer the Young Emperor." Yan Rong sighed. "It's a pity. In the eyes of the teacher, I am still the weak prince that I was back then."

"With all due respect to my subordinates, Chief Situ just blocked the Imperial Preceptor from meeting the Holy One, but he was instantly killed because of a disagreement. The Imperial Preceptor acted like this and ignored His Majesty's Holy Majesty. If things go on like this, the people only see the Imperial Preceptor's power, and no one cares about it. If you have your majesty, your power will be tilted in the future. If you are not a king, then your ministers will not be your ministers." After the woman turned to speak, Yan Rong raised her hand to stop her.

"How could I not know these principles?" He said softly, "But so what? After all, he is my teacher, number one on the Heaven-Sealing Ranking, and the strongest in his country."

"So what? At the end of the year, the imperial master's natal mind was in the hands of the royal family. As long as you think about it, Song Yunhe's cultivation will be greatly damaged and he will be seriously injured." The woman said in a low voice.

Song Yunhe was supported by the late emperor when he was still young, so he was able to cultivate rapidly and gradually grew to the top of the Heaven-Sealed Ranking.

The price for obtaining these is to separate out a trace of the core natal mind and hand it over to the emperor's control.

Yan Rong stopped answering.

There was an extremely complicated look in his eyes.

No one can tolerate the inclination of power and position. As an emperor, he cannot control the situation.

But today's Shaoyin Kingdom relies on its national master Song Yunhe in too many places.

It would be fine if he had achieved great success, but now...

And once he takes action against the national teacher, once it is completely finished, it is okay, but the fear is that the natal mind in his hand will not be of much use to the teacher who is extremely powerful.

That method can indeed restrain the national master, but it is also the last resort.

In order to be foolproof, it must be combined with other means.

"You go back first and help me tell Yu Mu that the day the things are delivered is the time to ask her to come out of the mountain." Yan Rong's lips moved slightly, and the sound from the blood essence reached the woman's ears in an instant.

The woman lowered her head, and her whole body suddenly decomposed, silently exploding into large black dots and dissipated.

The black spots fade and dissolve in the air, completely losing their trace.

Yan Rong then turned around and looked at the sad figure slowly walking into the palace gate in the distance.

"Teacher" he stepped forward and saluted.

Song Yunhe walked into the palace gate and looked at his disciple who was smiling as before.

"The waterlogging in Shishui Mansion in the north has been solved. I moved several nearby hills to block the water veins and force them to detour."

"Thank you for your hard work, teacher."

"I heard that after I left, you sent people to search for the Nine-legged Ghost Cicada, resulting in nearly half of the Golden Guard being killed or injured?" Song Yunhe sighed.

"Teacher's disciples have to need this kind of materials to practice the magic arts." Yan Rong defended. "It's just a few Golden Guards. If there are casualties or injuries, we'll just replace them."

"How did I teach you?" Song Yunhe was a little tired. This isn't the first time this has happened.

He just walked away for a little while, and Yan Rong dared to use the Golden Guard to fill the top ferocious beast. Previously, he even dared to recruit children around ten years old across the country to make elixirs.

The late emperor was so heroic and mighty, how could he give birth to such a cruel person! ?

If he hadn't promised the late emperor that he would take care of his face and protect the country's stability for five hundred years.

What can that trace of his natal mind do to him?

Seeing the matter-of-fact look on Yan Rong's face, Song Yunhe felt indescribably tired.

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Deer King Qi.

Li Chengyi stared at the stag blood he just bought from the medicine store, and reached out to unscrew the lid.

The deer blood was kept from coagulating with some special medicine. At this time, he dipped the brush into it and gently drew a complete seal of the Deer King on the yellow paper, following the pattern of the secret book.

The imprint is very simple, just like nine K's stacked together to form a regular pattern like snowflakes.

This kind of regular pattern is quite easy for Li Chengyi.

In just two minutes, he completed the Deer King Seal.

While the Deer King's Seal was still wet, Li Chengyi watched it intently, and then circulated the loose pattern energy in his body.

Inside the body, try to condense it into the shape of the Deer King Seal.

With the intensity of training that he had used to turn soft Qi into silk, controlling Songwen Qi was just a piece of cake.

The huge consciousness that far exceeds that of ordinary people brings these conveniences. Other warriors need at least years of practice, but with him it can be achieved in an instant.

Not long after, traces of pine-like Qi continued to transform into another cool, translucent gray Qi in Li Chengyi's body.

‘It’s done! ’

His heart perked up and he began to accelerate the continuous transformation of his true energy.

It took a full quarter of an hour for the more than a hundred years of true energy in his body to completely transform into the Deer King's energy.

Sitting cross-legged on the cushion, Li Chengyi did not stop, but closed his eyes to feel the Deer King Qi in his body.

This time, the Deer King Qi was much more active than the Songwen Qi. After blending into his consciousness, some tiny image fragments were instantly reflected back.

According to the martial arts information that Li Chengyi has mastered, the higher the level of cultivation, the more true energy, and the more information about the spirit of the true seal that will be fed back.

And his more than a hundred years of cultivation, after being transformed into the Deer King Qi, did not suffer much loss. The information about the spirit of the true seal fed back at this time was quite complete.

He closed his eyes, and the image of a beautiful silver-white stag slowly emerged in his mind.

The stag had huge antlers like tree branches on its head, its eyes were soft and timid, and there was an inexplicable mark on its chest that glowed green.

That's an engraving! !

Li Chengyi recognized it at a glance. The green light mark was the engraving!

The huge knowledge of the death energy system brought him not only various small spells in death energy, but also a lot of knowledge about engravings.

As for the engraving on the chest of the silver stag, he recognized it at a glance. It was the engraving that represented the growth category.