Chapter 284: The Fake Infant Theory Black Heavenly Talisman Lord
Chapter 284: The Fake Infant Theory Black Heavenly Talisman Lord
The next day.
Becoming a candidate for the Twelve Elders did not bring much disturbance to Wang Yu's life. The entire Hanxue Peak was as quiet as usual, with no one to be seen from top to bottom.
There will only be one or two Jindan masters stationed in each palace.
A rough look revealed that there were at least thirty or forty powerful Jindan masters resident there. Wang Yu went out early in the morning and went to the main hall in the peak to manage the caves and delegate the construction task.
The elders here were quite easy to talk to, so he didn't think much about it.
I can't go into seclusion to practice right now. The most urgent task is to deal with the follow-up reactions of killing Luo Chen.
Yesterday was my first day back in the sect, and the news hasn’t spread yet.
Even if he has the Thunder Lord's Order to save his life, he cannot completely ignore the Black Sky Lord. Sooner or later, the other party will find out why the Thunder Lord's Order came.
He had no idea what kind of person Lei Huojun was.
However... when dealing with the Demonic Infant, one must think in the worst possible way.
While the matter of expelling the elder of Xie Jianfeng has not yet been planned, what he needs to do is to go to the door and apologize.
--face!
According to his experience of practicing so far, this is a part that these ancestors and great monks all attach great importance to.
If he goes early, there will still be some resistance. But if he waits until the news spreads widely in the sect before going... the treatment he will receive will be worlds apart, and he will not be able to complain even if he is crushed to death.
It doesn't matter if Luo Chen died. He had to give Heitian Fujun the respect he deserved. No matter if it was due to some reason or other reasons, he had to give an explanation to the real owner.
Lei Junling was suppressing it by force, and if Zhuo Shouqing was brought in as a supporter of affection, the subsequent development of the matter would probably be completely different.
Follow the authority in urgent matters.
At the end of the morning (5 o'clock), Wang Yu hurried out.
Heading straight to Qingji Tower, at this time, the streets were very quiet except for the flower arranging and jade making place which was open all night long.
The restrictions that once prevented him from flying have now been ignored.
"Madam, Qushui Liushang private room."
The beautiful female cultivator who was still in the hall calculating yesterday's income looked at him in surprise.
"Fellow Daoist, there are guests staying in the private rooms..."
"Shh, give me the forbidden jade key to the private room."
Wang Yu stretched out his hand and took out the Cold Blood Ring. The madam smiled awkwardly, took out a key and handed it to him, saying carefully.
"Guest, please be gentle."
"Don't worry, my friend is inside."
He knew without hesitation that Zhuo Shouqing was having fun here almost every night, so if he came to arrest him now, he would definitely catch him.
"crunch-"
On the big bed covered with a thick silk quilt, the quilt cover was used as a mattress, with five or six naked figures lying on it, covered only with thin gauze.
In the haziness, the spring scenery is looming.
Wang Yu raised his eyebrows, swept his right hand across several peach buttocks, pulled the confused Zhuo Shouqing out from the middle, and opened his mouth to exhale a breath of cold air.
“His ...
"No...you are sick, aren't you disgusting?"
Seeing the other party's confused eyes suddenly clear, Wang Yu couldn't help but laugh: "You are so vigilant, aren't you afraid that your brother will cut your throat?"
Zhuo Shouqing's gums shivered, and his clothes flew towards him from a distance: "You... have formed a pill?"
He paused while putting on his clothes, then continued to put them on stiffly: "No wonder you were able to come in directly. Mother Yan didn't dare to stop you. Do you want to ask about the ancient burial pit?"
"No."
Wang Yu spread his hands and squinted his eyes.
"You didn't pay attention to my news? Luo Chen is dead. I killed him. Now I'd like to trouble you to take Wang to meet your uncle Heitian and help me choose an apology gift."
"what?"
Zhuo Shouqing's movements became even stiffer, and his facial features were wrinkled as if he was wearing a mask of pain.
"Why didn't you tell me beforehand when you attacked him?"
"That idiot asked for it. I just wanted to teach him a lesson, not kill him. Who made him want to kill first?"
Zhuo Shouqing listened to it.
His face turned darker, like a face-changing artist...
"You've already knocked on his door, he will definitely think you're here for revenge."
"It's revenge."
"Isn't the most direct way of revenge to pay with one's life?"
"Makes sense."
Seeing Wang Yu's thoughtful expression, as if he had learned something, he suddenly felt powerless and was too lazy to argue with him anymore.
"Tell me what happened. Really! You've reached the stage of forming a pill, and you still want me to clean up your mess."
"Those who are capable should do more work, second brother."
"Ah--"
Zhuo Shouqing still looked disdainful, but in fact, this attitude showed that he was ready to help, otherwise he would not have said a few words.
Next, Wang Yu recounted what had happened and took out the Thunder Lord Order to show Zhuo Shouqing, which made the other party marvel.
"You are so lucky. The Xuanyuan Demon Fetus... has reached the upper limit of the Heavenly Spiritual Root?"
"Yes."
"so good."
Zhuo Shouqing became more and more envious, but the danger of practicing the Demon Fetus Xuanyuan Secret Spell was far beyond the evil method of the Blood Spring, and he did not think he had the talent for it.
Perhaps only people like Wang Yu and Fu Xiao, who had useless spiritual roots from the beginning, were determined to practice this deadly secret method to fight for a chance.
When he came to his senses, the two of them left Qingji Tower and flew directly towards Xiejian Peak, talking on the way.
"Is Luo Chen's Qiankun Ring still there? Are the things inside intact?"
"I saw it and took a Black Sky Talisman."
"Put it back." "Okay."
Wang Yu did not hesitate. Zhuo Shouqing took the ring and took out the jade talisman for transmitting sound. After a while, a man flew over and he explained.
"This is Senior Huang Jiu, the elder brother of the third brother's mother. He is trustworthy."
"Wang Yu meets the senior."
Huang Jiu was a middle-aged man with gaunt features. Half of his face was as pale as if covered with putty, and his eye was pure black with a white spot.
His aura is as frightening as that of an evil spirit, and his strength is hard to tell.
Hearing his greeting, Huang Jiu just nodded, but Zhuo Shouqing leaned over and said with a grin.
"Uncle Huang, if something unexpected happens at the Evil Sword Peak this time, I'll have to rely on you to take my fourth brother and I away."
"I see. You little brat, you really know how to order your elders around. Every time you do this kind of deadly work."
"Hey, I'll bring you a few more bottles of good wine next time."
"Okay, leave it to me."
After saying a few words, Zhuo Shouqing whispered to him.
“Uncle Huang is a strong man in the False Infant Realm, not as good as the Nascent Soul Realm, but if an accident happens, with his Five Ghosts Moving Magical Power, Lord Black Sky Talisman will not be able to stop us.”
"Fake Infant Realm?"
"Yes."
Zhuo Shouqing explained to Wang Yu.
“For the step of breaking the pill and forming the Nascent Soul, there is no retreat. Some people fail at the step of breaking the pill, so they are qualified to make a second attempt to form the Nascent Soul.
“And for some people, something went wrong when they were condensing their infants, and they failed to form a Heavenly Infant or a Dharma Infant, and ended up condensing a dead infant… This is the so-called False Infant stage.
“A fake infant is the lowest level of Nascent Soul. Although their strength is many times stronger than that of a peak Core Formation stage, they are still inferior to real Nascent Souls, and they will never be able to improve in this lifetime.
"The cultivation world does not recognize this kind of person as a Nascent Soul cultivator."
This is actually the case.
"Since there is a fake baby, there must also be a fake pill?"
"There is no such thing as true or false when it comes to forming a pill. It's called external pills. It can be done with weapon techniques, pill techniques, or special secret methods. It's just forcibly elevating the realm.
"Some warriors will use this method to improve themselves. As long as the materials are sufficient, they can be quickly mastered, but their strength can be almost the same as that of casual cultivators."
With that said, Wang Yu could understand why Jin Lin had so many assassins at the peak of the Jindan stage to command him. It turned out that they were mass-produced using external elixir methods.
However, the second generation like Zhuo Shouqing did not even think of using external alchemy methods to obtain the longevity of a Jindan cultivator.
Zhuo Shouqing, who also hoped to change his fate, could understand it, but it is unknown whether Zuo Qiuming and Yu Xing did so.
Seeing that they were about to reach Evil Sword Peak, Wang Yu asked one last question.
"Heitian Fujun is your uncle, right? Why are you still worried that he will kill you? I called you because..."
Before he could finish, Zhuo Shouqing knew what he wanted to say.
“What else can I do? Zhuo Shouyun is better than me. With Grandpa Liezu’s order, no Yuanying of the Zhuo family is allowed to leave.
“Although Luo Chen didn’t say anything, I know exactly what he’s thinking in his heart!
"Anyway, I'm confident that I can solve it now that I'm here. Have you shown the Thunder Lord's Order?"
"I saw it with the elders of Evil Sword Peak yesterday."
"That's good. Maybe things will become simpler."
Evil Sword Peak, here we are!
The appearance of this peak is exactly the same as the other eight peaks, but there are many swords emitting black smoke stuck on the rocks, making the whole mountain shrouded in this evil mist.
The closer you get, the more you can hear the humming sound of the sword.
"let's go."
When they reached the foot of the mountain, Senior Huang Jiu's body gradually became transparent and turned into a ghost face that was imprinted on the palm of Zhuo Shouqing's left hand.
"He should be able to find me. You should also pay more attention to it."
"understood."
"Thank you, senior, for reminding me."
On the surface, only Wang Yu and Zhuo Shouqing were left climbing the stairs. Every time they went up a distance, several rays of light would light up from the buildings hidden in the mist on both sides of the stairs.
Watching the two of them quietly.
These were all Jindan cultivators who were qualified to open caves in the main peak, and they did not show up to stop them.
Soon.
The main hall at the top of the peak is the dojo of the Lord of Evil Sword Mountain. Lord Black Sky Talisman shares the spiritual vein of the main peak with him, while Lord Nine Evil Swordsmen and their ilk have opened up dojo in the outer areas.
When the two arrived outside the dojo on the top of the mountain, Wang Yu took the initiative to step forward and spoke loudly.
"Wang Yu, the candidate elder of Hanxue Peak, has come to pay his respects to Lord Black Sky Talisman."
The dojo was silent, and there was no response.
But the oppressive feeling in the air has quietly dissipated a lot.
"Let's go, straight in."
When the two of them entered the hall on the top of the mountain, a being with a black robe and black runes all over his body was sitting cross-legged on a high platform with his back to them.
Zhuo Shouqing stepped forward and bowed.
"Shouqing visits his uncle, this time for..."
"Be quiet and let him speak."
Seeing this, Wang Yu looked at Zhuo Shouqing.
Just when he was about to speak, he felt an invisible force holding him down. Not only could he not speak, he couldn't even move his feet.
Zhuo Shouqing's expression changed slightly, and his palms couldn't help but tremble a little, but he still held back.
(End of this chapter)