"So, you really don't plan to go to Zhu Yourong again?"

"temporary."

"Yu Huaijin and the others were always on guard against you two before, and you didn't see how you avoided it. Why did Mr. Zhao avoid danger this time?"

"I didn't wake you up and give you a hundred thousand reasons why."

Gui chuckled and said, "Wouldn't it be impossible to see the great friendship between you two again? It's a pity."

Zhao Rong twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Stop pushing, otherwise something will happen."

The sword spirit who was woken up in the middle of the night retorted: "Our Peach Blossom Sword Master is still afraid of something happening?"

Zhao Rong stopped talking.

He half-covered the chess book at hand and used his free hand to cut the wick of the candle lamp.

The orange light in front of the desk became brighter again.

He turned his head and looked at the bed not far away.

The little Qian'er on the couch was sleeping soundly with a sweet smile on her round face.

The sword spirit in the heart lake seemed to stretch out, "How long have you been asleep this time?"

"Three or two days."

"Tsk, tsk, you're back to the academy so soon? I thought you just gave them two a break, and you need to be tired for a decade longer. I also wanted to rest for a while, but this trip to Dali was quite exhausting. I almost

Can’t come back.”

Zhao Rong nodded: "Sorry to disappoint you."

Gui glanced outside and said, "I'm not disappointed. Didn't you just finish your work? The little girl was exhausted from all the hard work."

Zhao Rong frowned slightly, ignored the topic, and reopened the chess book. For this round of exams, his main focus of review was chess and painting skills.

He stared at the pages painted with black and white, and said silently in his heart:

"In the past few days, I have carefully reviewed what happened in Dali."

Gui's tone raised a bit: "Oh?"

Zhao Rong's voice was calm, "Especially what happened in the past few days during the Zen ceremony at Jiyue Mountain."

The sword spirit was also quiet for a while, and summed up softly, "Ups and downs, narrow escapes, strange phenomena one after another."

Zhao Rong nodded, "The situation in Dali seems simple, but the water inside is more complicated than I imagined. The experience of those few days is the best proof that I was completely unprepared beforehand."

"Do you suspect that someone is setting a trap?"

Zhao Rong stared at the page in silence for a while, then shook his head: "On this trip down the mountain, it was me and Meng Zhengjun who took the initiative to compete with each other. Setting up a trap is not considered a trick. At most, someone secretly took advantage of the situation and handed the knife to Qin.

Mr. Jian killed someone."

He took out the sword bag and put it on the table.

Gui Ruoruo asked thoughtfully: "Besides the Qin clan of the Great Wei Dynasty and the Qingxu Temple of the destroyed Zhongnan Kingdom, what other enemies do you have?"

Zhao Rong fiddled with the gray cigarette bag, which was light and ordinary but a valuable treasure, and shook his head, "It hasn't been found yet... Let's not mention this for now. I have something to ask you now."

"What's the matter?"

"It's about the two sets of out-of-bounds exercises you gave me at Jiyue Mountain. Time was tight at the time, so I didn't explain much. I've reviewed them carefully these past few days, and I have some new doubts and ideas. I want to ask for advice.

you."

Sword Spirit's voice returned to a somewhat lazy tone, "You tell me."

These two sets of exercises were left behind by the outsider martial artist and the unknown dragon that Gui once talked about. They were fighting each other at first, but in the end Gui took advantage of them and won them all.

At the foot of Jiyue Mountain and in the underground palace of the Emperor's Tomb, Gui allowed him to view the two terrifying avenue landscapes that existed outside the world. In some strange way of 'visualization', he had a mysterious and mysterious connection with them tens of thousands of years ago.

, and obtained two sets of 'skills' that cannot be described in words. Later, I heard that this was the best way to preach, and ancient golden books, preaching scrolls and so on were too backward.

At the moment, these two sets of outside-the-world skills of unknown rank have no written content in Zhao Rong's mind. There is no luck method based on the eight extraordinary meridians, and there is no secret fighting technique.

Some are similar to the internal skills and mental methods in the martial arts novels that Zhao Rong read in his previous life, which are the most basic existence.

Moreover, the only physical object they can manifest is the inner lake in Zhao Rong's eyebrow heart chakra where dragons, carps and evil dragons coexist.

To help transform them is to raise the Jiao people and assist him in his cultivation.

The sword spirit had said before that the vision in the inner lake was so fierce that it had to end and escort Zhao Rong, keeping an eye on him all the way.

Zhao Rong was noncommittal about this.

He felt that this Jiaoyuan Heart Lake was somewhat similar to Qingjun's Lotus Pond Heart Lake, but his was acquired, while the latter was innate. Of course, Qingjun's was safer and more harmonious.

However, who told him to randomly get a useless template at the beginning? Nowadays, mountain climbing can only make big profits in the midst of great dangers.

Evil dragons are the first-class evil creatures in the heart lake. When ordinary monks encounter one, they feel as if they are on the verge of a formidable enemy. This means that if an expert is brave and has an extremely profound understanding of the Dao, even ordinary seventh-level monks in this world

It's hard to compare, but it's a disaster that comes directly from the hand that brings blessings.

Zhao Rong sighed lightly.

However, he had just experienced a life-and-death disaster not long ago, which made him very aware of the crisis and he needed to figure out some situations clearly.

Zhao Rong first asked:

"Do these two sets of exercises have names?"

"No." Gui paused and glanced at his mouth, "The main reason is that I can't understand the writing of the fierce outsider warrior's hometown. There is a long list of Taoist names, and the writing style is like ordinary writing written backwards. There are some

Weird.”

Zhao Rong was thoughtful, "How about you write one for me to see?"

Gui said impatiently, "How can I remember those ghostly talismans clearly? It's good enough that I can remember these two sets of 'road landscapes' for you after thousands of years. What else do you want? Anyway, they have been passed down to you, visualize it.

It's enough to just finish their grand view, it's easy to understand, and no one else wants this kind of preaching method, why are you still bothering so much?"

Valley castrate

Its tone was rather arrogant, "Also, can I correct you a little bit more? In fact, in a sense, they are no longer two sets of Taoism. Strictly speaking, they are just one set. The reason why those two guys fought in the first place is

They want to eat each other, they are natural enemies."

"In the outer starry sky, the 'mortal enemy' is the biggest opportunity... Therefore, their Taoist ways are naturally complementary, and their techniques can naturally be harmonious. However, I have not practiced any changes in this completed set of Taoist techniques.

I’m not sure, but I’ve taught you the basic method, look for things around you that are related to dragons, and then eat as much as possible.”

Zhao Rong asked: "So, I don't have to keep an eye on the water in Zhengguan Well?"

"Nonsense, do you really think it's because of the well water? You've been eating dragon energy these days."

"That's good, there's no need to hang yourself on a tree." Zhao Rong muttered.

Gui didn't care what he was thinking, and said proudly: "Isn't it thanks to me? Your alien warrior physique is already close to them, and now with the help of this set of exercises, you can cultivate your physique and strengthen your mind at the same time.

The evil dragon in the lake feeds back spiritual energy and cultivates one's abilities, killing two birds with one stone."

Zhao Rong suddenly interrupted: "It's not two gains, maybe... it's three gains."

"Three virtues?"

Zhao Rong thought for a moment and did not say anything immediately.

Sword Spirit's heart was tickled, "Hey, you sour fellow, what are you trying to do?"

Zhao Rong raised his head, "Then this skill... Taoism, during the process of practice, is there a distinction between realms?" He changed his name to "Guitou".

Gui thought about it carefully and finally said, "The martial artist from outside the realm seemed to have reached the sixth realm of the Taoist method before completing it. I don't know if it is over or not. Among these six realms, what are the latter ones?

I can’t understand the name, but I have gained some understanding of the first two realms. Translated into words you can understand, they are...the first realm should be called womb possession, and the second realm is called transformation."

Zhao Rong closed the chess book, looked at the dark blue book cover and murmured: "What is hidden in the womb? What is it that is reborn?"

Gui nodded, "This name is weird, maybe it's a custom from another world."

"So, the stage I am currently in is fetal possession?"

"Yes. Every time the state of the skill reaches a higher level, it will be closer to the essential 'Tao', and the effect of auxiliary practice can reach a large level. You should practice the first two levels first. Don't worry about the rest. I'm really so entangled in the name.

, when you reach the later realms in cultivation later, you can understand and choose a name by yourself."

Gui chuckled, feeling that Zhao Rong's meticulous character was quite interesting, "There is also a name for this Taoist method. If you find it inconvenient to call him by his usual name, you can name it yourself."

"Pick it yourself?" Di En, who was named by Zhao Rong, moved slightly.

Gui just said it casually, but when he saw that he didn't speak for a long time, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Zhao Rong looked at the lake in his heart and suddenly said proactively: "The mountains are not high, if there are immortals, they are named. The water is not deep, if there are dragons, they are spiritual. It seems to be a humble house, for my virtue... Otherwise, let's call it 'Humble House Inscription'."

"

The words of inquiry were in an affirmative tone.

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Humble room... Ming?

what is that?
To be continued...