Daqian Night Emperor

Chapter 22: The Ultimate Nine Patterns? But I have more than of them.

Under the well, the tunnel is two hundred meters deep and connects to an underground river.

Nowadays, in the Daqian Kingdom, even the prince does not have a separate residence and still lives in the imperial palace. Therefore, this princess's mansion was not built with royal funds at all, but was built by the Zhao family with money and craftsmen. The royal family just generously stated that the vacant land in the inner city was for the Zhao family to choose.

In the end, Zhao Qi'an chose the place where the princess's mansion is now located. The biggest reason was the underground river that connects to the Beijing Grand Canal.

Now, this "secret passage" leading directly to the outside of Kyoto has finally come in handy.

The water in the underground river was rushing rapidly. Zhao Qi'an took advantage of the turbulent water and left Kyoto City downstream in just an incense stick of time.

He waited until there was light on the water surface before he swam upstream.

"call……"

When he surfaced, the towering city walls to the west of Kyoto City were not far away. He breathed a sigh of relief knowing that he had left Kyoto City.

However, he did not go ashore immediately, but swam forward for a long distance before finding a mudflat to go ashore.

There is a reason why Zhao Qi'an is so cautious.

The Xuntianjian monitored the inside and outside of Kyoto City. There was a precious treasure in the pavilion called the "Huntianyi".

If any noteworthy disturbance occurs in Kyoto City, this "Armillary Sphere" will give an alert.

Zhao Qi'an had no idea how this was done specifically. Even though his fourth adopted son worked in the Astronomical Observatory, even someone of Zhao Guanxiang's level had no access to the "Armillary Sphere". He only knew that from time to time, the higher-ups would issue a note asking the people in the Observatory to go to a certain place in the capital, and they could even pinpoint which street it was.

Therefore, if there were warriors of the celestial level fighting in Kyoto City, no matter if it was the inner or outer city, no matter if it was day or night, the people from the Astronomical Patrol would be able to arrive within half an hour.

This is also the reason why Zhao Qi'an did not dare to refine the purple energy of thunder tribulation in Kyoto City.

Now that he has finally arrived outside the city, he no longer suppresses the spiritual power in his body. The spiritual power in his dantian pours into all the meridians of his body like a flood.

The purple lines on Zhao Qi'an's body, which had originally faded, finally reappeared at this moment.

Above his head, a dark cloud flashing with lightning suddenly appeared, and the thundercloud contained a kind of power that resonated with his body.

"Boom!"

When the thunder struck, it was like the sky was collapsing and the earth was splitting apart. The thick purple thunder fell towards Zhao Qian'an's head like a ferocious dragon.

Zhao Qi'an sat cross-legged, allowing the purple lightning to pour down from the top of his head.

A stream of purple air dripped down from the top of his head into his body and seeped into all the acupoints in his body.

This purple air is the "gift from heaven" during the thunder tribulation!
Zhao Qi'an closed his eyes and looked in, refining this wisp of purple energy. His skin emanated a bright white light, which was quite eye-catching in the dark night.

If any villagers from nearby mountains passed by this place and saw this scene, they would definitely think that immortals had come to the earth and would bow down to them in worship.

……

At dawn, the first ray of sunlight shone on the earth, and also left a layer of sparkling golden glow on Zhao Qian'an who was meditating by the river.

It was not until this time that he finally refined the purple energy in the thunder, and a purple line appeared on the palm of his right hand.

He slowly opened his eyes and let out a breath.

After doing all this, Zhao Qian'an raised his hand, looked at the purple lines on the palm of his hand, and silently felt the power in his body.

Just one purple line increased his strength by at least 20%.

He muttered to himself, "Three hundred and fifty-one... I still need eleven more, and then I will be perfect and complete."

Once upon a time, he also thought that the Nine-Pattern Yuantai was the limit of the Yuantai realm.

Throughout the ages, no matter how powerful a warrior is, he has never broken through this limit in the Yuantai realm. Over time, this has become a recognized limit by the world.

But when Zhao Qian'an reached this level of practice, he found that common sense in the world was no longer applicable to him.

But when I think about my practice, I realize that a lot of common sense is useless.

For example, in the ninth-grade bone refining, ordinary people can enter this door if they refine nine main bones. If they can refine more than 49 subordinate bones in addition to the nine main bones, they can be considered to have reached the threshold of a genius. Zhao Qi'an, at the ninth-grade level, refined 206 bones.

The reason why there are 206 bones is because mortals only have 206 bones.

Another example is the eighth level of blood moving realm, which aims to move the essence and blood from the heart to the five internal organs and strengthen the five internal organs.

An ordinary person can break through to the next level after moving blood and qi nine times, and one who can move blood and qi more than sixteen times is considered a rare genius.

And Zhao Qian'an reached the extreme of forty-nine rounds.

The next few levels are generally similar.

Zhao Qi'an achieved the pinnacle in every realm, and laid an unprecedented solid foundation in every realm.

Because of this, his Yuantai realm was particularly difficult to endure.

The foundation is too solid. If you want to be reborn, you need to accumulate more strength.

Zhao Qi'an practiced for ten years, nurturing his primordial fetus for ten years, and also lying dormant for ten years.

Now he finally sensed the peak of this realm, which was three hundred and sixty-two purple lines.

"Now, I still need eleven purple lines, but my body is already so strong. If I really reach the state of 'unbroken primordial essence', how strong will the primordial fetus be? How to break through the 'placenta' will become a problem." Zhao Qi'an was a little worried, "Will it cause 'difficult labor'?"

Such a thought only flashed through my mind for a moment.

There was no way he could be satisfied with this and enter the realm of supernatural powers.

If you are going to do it, do it to the extreme!
He knew very well that he was not a person who would just go with the flow.

If Zhao Qian'an wanted to compete, he would compete to be the best in the world!

……

When Zhao Qian'an returned to Kyoto City, he did not swim back along the underground river under the Beijing Grand Canal.

This is time-consuming and laborious to go upstream.

Secondly, it is impossible to follow the undercurrent to find the original underground river and swim back.

Because there are countless undercurrents under the riverbed of the Beijing Grand Canal, no one can remember which hole leads to the princess's palace and which hole is a dead end.

He went out from the west gate of the city and waited for the gate to open along with the farmers and merchants.

When entering the city, I also paid a city gate fee of ten cents.

"Baozi, hot buns."

At daybreak, the breakfast shop on the roadside opened early, and an old man was shouting hard.

Nearby was the West City Wharf, where many coolies worked, and they would wake up before dawn to go to work. In addition, Zhao's business was not far from here, so from time to time, workers from there would come to eat breakfast.

So even though the breakfast shop opens early, business is pretty good.

Zhao Qi'an came to the breakfast shop and ordered a sesame seed bun and two meat buns.

As the old man reached out to take the freshly steamed buns from the drawer, he lowered his voice and said, "Boss, the third young lady has sent a message, don't go to the charity hall."

Zhao Qi'an remained calm and nodded silently.

After paying the copper coins and taking the oilcloth bag handed to him.

Zhao Qi'an left the breakfast shop, and the old man still greeted the next customer with a smile.

It was as if the conversation just now had never happened and did not attract anyone's attention.

(End of this chapter)