Huangxiu

Chapter 1005 Erasure
Inside the Great Demon Palace, Zhao Yuanfeng and Huang Daochu were sitting on the edge talking.

The white clouds beneath our feet stretch out like rolling mountains.

Through the gaps in the white clouds, the city of Beiyuan below can be seen as small squares.

Zhao Yuanfeng said, "Senior Brother Huang, if you help me this time, I will be able to tame that spirit beast."

Huang Daochu kept his eyes fixed on the ground below, showing no interest in Zhao Yuanfeng's words.

"What a pity! If I had really tamed that spirit beast... alas, I wasn't lucky enough!" Zhao Yuanfeng shook his head repeatedly, feeling extremely regretful.

Huang Daochu remained unmoved, greedily gazing at everything within Beiyuan City.

Zhao Yuanfeng smiled and said, "Senior Brother Huang, you're too stubborn. Your thinking is a bit flawed, you should know..."

“My idea is fine.” Huang Daochu looked up at him and said calmly, “Junior Brother Leng has grasped what I said and will immediately advance from the ninth rank to the eighth rank.”

"Really?" Zhao Yuanfeng was taken aback.

Huang Daochu continued to look down.

Zhao Yuanfeng pressed further: "Junior Brother Leng, did you truly grasp Junior Brother Huang's theory and thus advance to the eighth rank?"

Huang Daochu was too lazy to say more.

Zhao Yuanfeng exclaimed in surprise, "There are actually people who believe your nonsense..."

Huang Daochu coldly said, "My method is the true essence of the Great Heavenly Demon. It's just that you're too dull to comprehend its subtleties!"

Zhao Yuanfeng chuckled and said, "Alright, alright, I was foolish. I didn't expect Junior Brother Leng to be so capable."

“He’s more capable than you think,” Huang Daochu said coldly. “We’re all inferior to him.”

Zhao Yuanfeng clicked his tongue in amazement: "I knew Junior Brother Leng was powerful, but I didn't expect him to be this powerful."

Huang Daochu glanced at him: "You're not convinced, are you?"

"Of course I'll have to learn from them," Zhao Yuanfeng said with a smile.

Huang Daochu shook his head: "You'll know that there is a Heaven Beyond the Heavens once you see it for yourself."

He continued to gaze through the gaps in the clouds, staring at Beiyuan City below.

Zhao Yuanfeng laughed and said, "I'll have to see what you've got next time."

He looked up at Zheng Shanggong, who was floating towards him, clasped his hands in a fist and smiled, "Elder, is this... looking for us?"

Zheng Shanggong clasped his hands in a fist salute, his expression changing from his usual amiable demeanor to a tense and serious one, and said, "The Grand Steward orders all the inner palace disciples to be mobilized!"

Zhao Yuanfeng hurriedly asked what was going on.

Zheng Shanggong said, "You go ahead and ask the steward on the way."

They can all contact the steward directly through the Soul Bead.

They were always the ones who contacted the manager; the manager rarely contacted them directly.

This was to prevent them from being disturbed by the Soul Pearl while they were in seclusion, which could lead to a qi deviation.

So the steward sent himself to inform them.

“Okay!” Zhao Yuanfeng solemnly agreed.

Zheng Shanggong said, "Those who are currently in seclusion should come out of seclusion as soon as possible, as this matter is of utmost importance."

Zhao Yuanfeng volunteered: "I'll go and call my senior brothers and sisters to come out of seclusion."

Zheng Shanggong's serious face broke into a smile: "Let's split up and hurry."

"Then I'll go and greet Senior Brother Hu and Senior Brother Jiang," Zhao Yuanfeng said. "Elder, you take care of Senior Sister Jing."

Zheng Shanggong glared at him, annoyed: "Yuanfeng, you're really slippery."

"Hey, I wouldn't dare mess with Senior Sister Jing." Zhao Yuanfeng said with an embarrassed smile, "Elder, you should go. Even if she has a temper, she wouldn't dare to vent it on you."

Zheng Shanggong sighed, "I'll go and see what's going on."

He didn't think he was afraid to lose his temper; it was just that Zhao Yuanfeng and the others hadn't seen it.

The two went to different courtyards.

A quarter of an hour later, Zhao Yuanfeng, Huang Daochu, two middle-aged men, and a cold and aloof beauty left the Great Demon Palace together, like six wisps of wind sweeping across the sky above Beiyuan City.

Zhao Yuanfeng said, "Senior Sister Jing, let's split into two groups. Who will go to Junior Brother Leng's side?"

The icy beauty, Jing Feiling, asked indifferently, "You want to go?"

Zhao Yuanfeng smiled and said, "I am very curious about this junior brother and would like to see his talent."

“Your cultivation is insufficient,” Jing Feiling said calmly, turning to Huang Daochu: “Junior Brother Huang, you go.”

Huang Daochu nodded: "Yes."

Zhao Yuanfeng opened his mouth but didn't speak, sighing helplessly, "Senior Sister, my current cultivation level..."

"You are not as good as Junior Brother Huang."

"Can……"

“You are far inferior to Junior Brother Huang!” Jing Feiling glanced at him coldly.

“...Yes.” Zhao Yuanfeng said helplessly.

Huang Daochu stared intently at the mountains and rivers below, and the towns that flashed by. The other two middle-aged men watched with smiles, remaining silent to avoid incurring any bad luck.

"Junior Brother Huang?" Jing Feiling asked.

Huang Daochu nodded: "I'm going to find Junior Brother Leng now, farewell."

Jing Feiling said, "It's not easy to have a new junior brother. Don't let him cause any trouble."

"Yes," Huang Daochu replied, his figure flashing as he gradually disappeared into the distance.

Zhao Yuanfeng shook his head.

Jing Feiling said, "Let's hurry up and not delay the important matter. If we are late and cause casualties among the outer palace disciples, Uncle Zhu will nag us for years!"

"Yes, yes, let's go quickly, the sooner the better."

The two middle-aged men's expressions changed, and they hurriedly nodded in agreement.

Zhao Yuanfeng's expression also changed slightly.

They were all wary of Zhu Qingzhi's nagging and dared not provoke her.

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Leng Tieya stood with his hands behind his back on the mountaintop, basking in the sunlight and facing the gentle breeze, pondering the profound mysteries of the Undying Scripture of the Nether Bone.

The method of practicing the Undying Bones Sutra begins with visualization.

This path of spiritual practice is completely different from the current path of spiritual practice.

Start by visualizing unusual patterns.

From simple to complex.

From patterns that merely hone and strengthen the spirit, to patterns that cleanse the marrow and enhance strength, and then to patterns that absorb and devour essence and spirit to strengthen themselves, thus ensuring endless vitality.

From the abstract to the concrete.

The visualization in one's mind is eventually imprinted on one's bones and even penetrates deep into the marrow.

One step at a time, climbing one level at a time.

The most ingenious and crucial secret lies in this pattern.

It is a transmission from heart to heart, not expressed in words.

In the initial stages of practice, visualizing simple patterns is extremely mentally taxing, but it also tempers and strengthens the spirit.

Once one's spirit is strengthened, the speed of practicing mental techniques will be even faster.

What Leng Tieya was most curious about was this pattern.

I've never seen or come into contact with this pattern before, yet it's full of wonders.

With a clang, the longsword was drawn.

The tip of the sword gently traced across the stone slab, trying to imprint the simplest pattern.

But as soon as the pattern appeared, before it could be fully drawn, an invisible force appeared and erased it.

Leng Tieya was taken aback.

He hadn't felt this power before, but it suddenly appeared just as he was about to finish the last stroke, restoring the stone to its pristine state.

The original markings have disappeared.

Leng Tieya frowned.

This scene is somewhat unbelievable.

Even if you wipe away the traces with your own palm, you're only scraping away a layer of stone.

However, this force did not damage the stone; instead, it seemed to fill in the marks left by the sword tip.

He tried again, but it was still the same.

The power was sudden and strange, as if someone was following behind him. As soon as he finished, the power replenished him and he returned to normal.

He thought for a moment and then sheathed his sword.

With a wave of his hand, a cluster of wildflowers not far away flew up. He gently squeezed the bright red flowers, and the juice stained his index finger.

He moved his right index finger across his left palm, about to draw the simplest pattern.

But as he was about to finish his last stroke, the red mark on his left palm disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared.

My extrasensory perception was constantly working, while my left palm was focused on sensing.

Even with both forces acting simultaneously, I still couldn't sense where this power came from or what it was.

He thought for a moment, then filled his left palm with demonic energy and moved his right index finger again.

The result was the same as before.

The demonic energy could not sense the presence of this power, nor could it stop it from erasing the patterns.

Leng Tieya paced back and forth, pondering the mystery.

Just then, a whooshing sound rang out, and Huang Daochu arrived.

(End of this chapter)