I can see the book of life and death

The method of refining the Dragon and Tiger Waidan is quite detailed, and its functions are endless after being mastered, but its requirements are also extremely high.

To be able to accommodate the divine will of the dragon and tiger, one must first need the world's top divine gold.

It doesn’t need to be much, but the first seed must be divine gold, which is the core.

Zhang Mingtu was a little embarrassed when he thought of this, but not too embarrassed.

After thinking for a moment, he took out the treasure map again.

"If I remember correctly, the ancient sword sunk in the water of Ganjiang River was refined with top-notch gilt and flowing silver. With this, I think it should be able to entrust the Dragon and Tiger Waidan."

"Well, this method should work."

Zhang Mingtu thought to himself, but after a moment he felt something was wrong.

"The Dragon and Tiger External Pill needs to find a foreign object before the first three levels of marrow cleansing and blood exchange. I am now..."

After a brief induction, both the Tianlong Divine Refining Fist and the Tiger Demon Bone Refining Fist have reached the fourth level of divine will.

For the first time, Zhang Mingtu felt that the experience he had gained through hard work in the future was a burden.

"fine."

The future brother is quite reliable, and he is not a free man in the Taoist temple in Shiwanda Mountain.

I consulted a lot with the old Taoist, especially on the methods of balancing the dragon and the tiger and separating the dragon and the tiger.

The reason is that even with the cultivation level of the old Taoist, who is at least at the master level, there is no way for Zhang Mingtu to separate the divine will of the dragon and the tiger.

It is because at that time, the dragon and the tiger were competing for their qi, and they had already merged with the true qi of the Supreme Sutra of Clearing Wrongful Deeds for Three Lifetimes and Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Original Vow Sutra, and they were entangled with each other, making it difficult to separate and explain.

It is as if it has been integrated into the body and can only move forward step by step.

If Zhang Mingtu practices Tiangang Guiyuan and has extremely high talent, he can reach the fourth level, fifth level, or even higher realms in a short period of time.

The fight between dragon and tiger would not bring harm to him, and would even bring great benefits. Unfortunately, his talent was not that strong, and he had only reached the third level of cultivation before his death.

"Just be careful not to generate the true energy of the Taishang Sansheng Miaojing Sutra in your body."

Now that all kinds of zhenqi have not yet been combined, Zhang Mingtu has a way to entrust this dragon and tiger zhenqi into foreign objects and refine it into the dragon and tiger elixir.

The moon is high in the sky, and the night is as cool as water.

Zhang Mingtu held his breath and concentrated. In his mind, dragons and tigers roared, hostile to each other, and blending in with each other.

It was a certain balance temporarily achieved in the Hundred Thousand Mountains after more than a year of guidance from an experienced person. Its shape and state were similar to the Taoist Tai Chi diagram that Zhang Mingtu once saw.

All things bear yin and embrace yang, and the divine nature and the demonic nature are intertwined with each other. In the fiercest competition, the original mind is clearly understood. Neither gods nor demons are the original mind. Only one's own temperament and thoughts are the true self and nature.

"This founder is really crazy."

As the dragon and tiger gradually reached a balance in his mind, Zhang Mingtu also felt that his mind seemed to be rising, and the restless energy and blood in his body were calmed by it, but this inexplicable trajectory was running in a way that had never happened before.

All the chaotic energy was condensed into one. At this moment, Zhang Mingtu felt that he was stronger than ever before, and any blow could exert all the power of his body.

"Is this the Grandmaster?"

Zhang Mingtu was amazed in his heart, but he didn't sigh too much. He still had many important things to do.

For example, the sunken ship in the Ganjiang River.

As one of the most important tributaries of the Yangtze River, the Gan River stretches for thousands of miles.

It is the most important water transportation channel in the south of the Yangtze River. Every year, tens of millions of tons or more of goods spread out through this river, but at the same time, a large number of ships sink to the bottom of the river every year.

No one can clearly count how many treasures there are in the river and how many sunken ships there are.

Zhang Mingtu also had no way of making clear statistics, so he didn't care.

What he cares about is the ancient sword under the river.

Four years later, when rainfall was at its lowest, part of the river bed leaked out, revealing a sunken ship.

Someone got an ancient sword in it. It was as sharp as mud. Even after being buried under water for countless years, it still glowed coldly. It was a first-rate magic weapon.

"It's near Jianyi..."

After Zhang Mingtu's future brother heard about this, he specially marked a map.

Zhang Mingtu drew the location of the sunken ship in great detail and walked according to the drawing for about ten miles.

Looking at the river markings that matched the drawing, I jumped into the water.

About seven or eight meters deep into the water, we saw a large, broken ship.

Zhang Mingtu was shocked and knew he had found the right location.

Instead of busy searching, he went to the surface to take a breath, then dived into the boat and searched carefully.

The ancient ships have been sunk for an unknown number of years, and most of them have been covered in mud. There can still be many shellfish in the mud, and there are also big fish living in the gaps in the ships.

But the overall hull is still in good condition, and the material is obviously quite good.

It's just that most of the cargo inside has disappeared. Over the long years, the water may have impacted unknown places, leaving the ancient ships somewhat empty.

Zhang Mingtu searched carefully twice before finding an ancient wooden box in a guest room on a ship.

It had long been buried in the river by mud, but Zhang Mingtu sensed it with his true energy and dug it out from the boat.

Before opening the box, Zhang Mingtu faintly felt a sharp energy, and he felt happy in his heart. He knew he had found the right box, and without hesitation, he rushed out of the water with a few jumps.

But before reaching the surface of the water, he felt a demonic aura. Zhang Mingtu felt something in his heart. With a thought, the dragon and tiger in his mind roared and charged, forming a Tai Chi-like existence.

In Tai Chi, there is me in you, and you in me. Suddenly all the qi, blood and true energy in the body shrink and become unified, and the whole person floats quietly in the water like a piece of rotten wood, motionless.

The water flow was divided by a large ship, and the voices of the crew and sailors could be vaguely heard from the water.

"After this trip, I should be able to buy a new set of clothes for my mother-in-law at home."

"I hope the trip will be safe and that we won't run into those water thieves."

"Hey, our grain boat gang has been sailing for so many years and we haven't made any mistakes yet."

…

"A member of the Grain Boat Gang?"

Like a piece of wood floating in the water, not even a breath of breath was exposed, but thoughts were swirling in Zhang Mingtu's heart.

"But how can there be evil spirits among them?"

Zhang Mingtu sensed carefully that the demonic aura was vaguely present, and it was much more powerful than the demon he had discovered before.

It was obviously not an ordinary monster. If he were still in the state where he had just washed his marrow and exchanged blood, he would probably be discovered by a monster and beaten to death on the spot if he encountered him here.

But when Zhang Mingtu wanted to investigate more carefully, he found that the evil spirit had gradually dissipated and could not be sensed.

After going down the river and following the ship for five or six miles, Zhang Mingtu still didn't find much, so Zhang Mingtu kept this in mind.

Holding the wooden box in his arms, he quietly landed ashore from a hidden place.