Journey To Longevity

Zhengyangzong has tens of thousands of Qi training disciples, but it is embarrassing that Zhengyangzong, like most sects, has no way to provide sufficient resources for each disciple's practice. In terms of elixirs alone, if each qi-training disciple was given one yellow bud pill a month, the sect would have to pay tens of thousands of yellow bud pills, five to six hundred thousand a year, which Pen spending is not small.

The Zhengyang sect, which couldn't do this, adopted a method of stocking. After setting some rules as the bottom line, and letting tens of thousands of Qi training monks compete with each other for cultivation resources, the monks who can successfully build a foundation in this environment are more or less superior, but this also produces Another problem is that the monks who established the foundation do not have a strong sense of belonging to the sect. For this situation, the most important thing to rely on is time, and of course, every move of the high-ranking monks in the sect.

"That's the best!" Yun Qi smiled, and at the same time, he was thinking in his heart, if he couldn't get rid of the soul-drawing technique, should he buy a secret-dispelling pill? After all, he couldn't make up his mind to buy the pill. If Zhang Shiping is a descendant of the Yun family, that's another story.

"Trouble me, my disciples..." Zhang Shiping saw Liang Cheng and Yun Qi, two Jindan masters, and got up one after another. I can't help feeling grateful for the fact that the two didn't shirk.

"It won't be too late to thank you when the soul-drawing and blood-drawing technique is really removed." Liang Cheng waved his hand.

He had some impressions of Zhang Shiping. When destroying the Ten Thousand Blood Sect, Zhang Shiping had just returned to the sect after traveling for four years, and the sect sent him to destroy a secular stronghold of the Ten Thousand Blood Sect. According to the past practice, the Yangzong Dark Palace secretly monitored the other party's performance of tasks, and at the same time checked whether the other party was related to the Ten Thousand Blood Sect. Therefore, his subordinates once reported Zhang Shiping to him, and Liang Cheng had a lot of affairs. Just a general impression.

Liang Cheng and Yun Qi quickly brought Zhang Shiping to a quiet room. Yun Qi took out a dozen small flags of various colors from the storage bag, and with a surge of mana, the dozens of small flags fluttered. It melts into every corner of the quiet room and disappears.

He ordered Zhang Shiping to sit cross-legged, calm down, and meditate without the slightest resistance. He himself sat on Zhang Shiping's right hand side, and Liang Cheng took advantage of the situation to sit on Zhang Shiping's left hand side.

Zhang Shiping obeyed Uncle Yun's words, his mind was empty, and he didn't make any resistance anymore.

Yun Qi pinched the formula to cast the spell, his lips moved slightly, and made some slight sounds, before reaching the ears of the other two people in the quiet room, a burst of blue light dissipated, as if he opened his mouth to spit out a piece of blue light.

The hazy blue light shrouded Zhang Shiping, Zhang Shiping felt his whole body was icy cold, soaked in the spirit liquid with strong vitality of wood attribute, that kind of cold feeling penetrated from the skin, gradually touched the flesh and bones, and then traveled along his own meridians Walk the whole body, and flow carefully to the dantian.

But Yun Qi did not rashly integrate his own blue light into the mana vortex in Zhang Shiping's dantian, but diffused the blue light around the periphery. His movements were very slight, and there were a few drops of sweat left on the temples on both sides. Under the faint blue light, Zhang Shiping A blood-red aura emerged from the mana vortex in the dantian.

The blood-red aura emanated from Zhang Shiping's body, which was very similar to the situation when True Monarch Xuanfeng aroused the blood-red aura from Zhang Shiping at that time.

When Yun Qi was about to further suck out all the blood-red aura from Zhang Shiping's mana vortex, Zhang Shiping's face suddenly groaned, and Yun Qi's face also became serious. After thinking about it, he gradually pulled the blue light from Zhang Shiping Take it out of the body without leaving a trace.

"This secret technique is rooted in Nephew Zhang's soul with Qing Tie Niu's resentment. It is extremely difficult." Liang Cheng, who was protecting the law beside him, also frowned. He was guarding the Dharma beside him, saw the blood-red aura, and felt a ghost-like resentment from it. This resentment was extremely hidden. If he, a middle-stage Jindan cultivator, did not concentrate fully, it would be difficult for him to defeat him.

Liang Cheng saw the tip of the iceberg of the Nascent Soul cultivator from the secret mark in Zhang Shiping's body, and he couldn't help sighing in his heart that his cultivation in the middle stage of the golden core seemed to be only a few steps away from the Nascent Soul, but in reality The gap between the two is too large. But Liang Cheng's heart moved. Since he could feel the resentment in this secret technique, he must have known that the other party's sea clan monster named Kui Zi was either not proficient in it, or just cast it casually.

"Senior Brother Liang is right. Forget it. I can't do anything. Shiping, you can only wait for three years." Yun Qi said to Zhang Shiping apologetically.

He understands that for such spells, if he casts them recklessly, Zhang Shiping's soul will be greatly damaged after he pulls them out. Maybe the other party will also have no chance of improving his cultivation due to the damage to his soul, so Yun Qi is decisive. Close hand.

"Let the two masters bother you." Zhang Shiping sighed in his heart when he heard that Yun Qi was powerless to draw the soul and draw blood. When he first came, he didn't have much hope of repaying it, but when he really heard it, Still can't help but be disappointed. But Zhang Shiping didn't have any thoughts of complaining, he knew that Master Liang and Master Yun's help was mostly because of Xu Youdan's favor.

"Martial Nephew, if you can endure the pain of separating your soul and soul, then Martial Uncle can try to remove the resentment of the green iron bull in your soul and get rid of this blood-drawing technique." Liang Cheng said extremely Difficulty doesn't mean he can't do anything about it, but it needs Zhang Shiping's cooperation, even if his soul is scratched like a knife, he can't faint, otherwise he can't get rid of the secret technique, and it will damage Zhang Shiping's soul.

Liang Cheng's method is to directly start with Zhang Shiping's soul, gather the resentment in his soul into one place, and then directly split Zhang Shiping's small piece of soul. He can only try his best to reduce the damage of Zhang Shiping's soul, but this requires the cooperation of Zhang Shiping, Zhang Shiping must be able to bear it, so that he can let go. Liang Cheng explained the method to Zhang Shiping, and Yun Qi, who was beside him, frowned. For a Golden Core cultivator, they were all too familiar with the pain of splitting their minds.

"Uncle Master, the disciple can bear it. Please Uncle Master just cast the spell." Zhang Shiping had already experienced the experience of splitting his own soul when he practiced "Chang Yuan Shu", so he thought about it and pretended to do it. With great determination, he said with a straight face.

Seeing Zhang Shiping like this, Liang Cheng secretly admired him in his heart. He asked Zhang Shiping to adjust his state and waited for half a cup of tea. Seeing Zhang Shiping's breathing was long, Liang Cheng opened his mouth, the golden light shone, and the golden threads complemented each other, turning into a nine-story roof. The pagoda is Changyao Baoguang Pagoda. The body of the pagoda is covered with dense fine lines. If you look carefully at these fine lines, they form one after another talismans with each other, and then form a talisman array.

The pagoda grew a little bigger and stood on top of Zhang Shiping's head. The golden light shone down. Under Liang Cheng's spell, the talisman from the pagoda floated into Zhang Shiping's body. The sweat on Zhang Shiping's face came out little by little. , but like a piece of wood, motionless.

Liang Cheng's face was heavy, paying attention to Zhang Shiping's situation, while Yun Qi was also casting spells at any time.

But after a cup of tea and a stick of incense, time has passed.

Zhang Shiping persisted, and after successfully casting the spell, Liang Cheng and Yun Qi walked out of the quiet room with smiles on their faces.