Please call me Dadaozu

Chapter 199 Vitality and Destruction Yang and Yin (3000)

Zhang Yuanzhu looked at the blood-red runes floating above his face, carefully sensing the resentment and hatred contained within them.

The corners of his mouth rose with wantonness.

A thought.

The blood-patterned talisman turned into blood light and disappeared into the right eye.

In an instant, Zhang Yuanzhu felt as if a hot knife was piercing his eye.

Hot and painful.

But this was nothing to him, so he began to fuse the blood runes according to the method recorded in the secret technique.

The heat began to turn into coolness, the pain began to ease, and everything was going well.

The moment the last trace of blood rune was merged.

boom! Roar!
A roar sounded in my mind.

A dragon wrapped in resentment and water vapor appeared in his consciousness, roaring at the young man.

"Just a little resentment."

"I'll kill you while I'm alive, and you won't be able to turn the tables even after you die!"

The indifferent voice is transmitted in the consciousness.

A hand covered in red-gold flames descended from the sky, grabbed the dragon, and destroyed it in an instant.

For cultivators, the most difficult things to overcome through pupil techniques are inner demons and resentments, but for Zhang Yuanzhu, they are just a matter of a palm strike.

This is the character and confidence that he has developed through countless battles and narrow escapes from death along the way.

The enemy defeated by him was just a stray dog on the roadside, not worth his attention or remembering his name.

At the moment the dragon was destroyed, a blood-red line appeared in the pupil of Zhang Yuanzhu's right eye.

Evil and cold.

He raised his hand, stroked his eyes, felt the changes, and whispered:
"continue!"

He stretched out his hand and began to carve again.

Soon, the dragon's blood drew another blood pattern and merged into the left pupil.

Afterwards, Zhang Yuanzhu took out a piece of flesh and blood from his storage bag.

He lowered his eyes, sensing the familiar breath, with an inexplicable smile in his eyes.

"It seems that your death will be the greatest contribution."

"Come, let's fight again in our minds."

This was the flesh and blood left from the white-clothed woman he had killed not long ago. It should meet the requirements for practicing the Eye of Nirvana.

Use your palm to crush it directly.

The blood turned into a ball, floated in front of him, and began to carve blood runes.

In less than an incense stick of time, the two blood talismans mixed with resentment and hatred had already succeeded.

In a moment of thought.

The blood-patterned talisman turned into blood light and disappeared into the young man's eyes.

Zhang Yuanzhu began to fuse and refine.

In his consciousness, a woman dressed in pure white, as tall as a fairy and three meters tall, was standing in mid-air.

A surge of resentment gathered around his body, covering his entire body.

“Zhang Yuanzhu!!!”

Hysterical howls echoed in my consciousness.

In front of the woman in white, in the empty space, a slender figure slowly emerged.

He was wearing a blood-red robe, with a jade knife on his waist, and looked at the woman calmly.

He placed his arm on the hilt of the knife and responded calmly:

"Loser, I hear you."

"Zhang Yuanzhu! Kill!"

Without much nonsense, the two figures fought again.

Three strokes!

In just three moves, the battle was over.

A magic spell!
Two punches!

The woman in white, composed of resentment and hatred, was crushed alive and turned into food for the Eye of Nirvana.

A second bloodline appeared in Zhang Yuanzhu's eyes.

Afterwards, he took out the blood of each of his enemies and used it to refine blood talismans.

The old Taoist who was killed in the Silent Sea!

The blood tiger at the peak of Qi training is blocking the source of the stream!
The exotic beasts of the igneous plains, the white ape, the turtle and the snake!
This practice lasted four days and four nights.

The practice of pupil technique has come to an end.

Zhang Yuanzhu sat cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed.

Xie Beiling sat aside, looking at the boy quietly.

The large bronze tripod placed in front of her had long been extinguished, and her delicate hands were playing with the silver moon disk.

Suddenly, Xie Beiling paused in his palm movements, and the young man in his sight opened his eyes.

What kind of eyes were those? They had two pupils, one of which glowed with blue light like the sun, soft and full of vitality.

There are nine blood-red lines on one pupil, running vertically and horizontally, which looks weird and demonic.

Just from the gaze, she felt an indescribable pressure.

The girl didn't breathe a sigh of relief until the strange vision in Zhang Yuanzhu's eyes disappeared.

"Brother Dao, your strength has increased again."

Xie Beiling smiled bitterly.

During the past year in the secret realm, she truly experienced what it meant to become stronger every moment.

As the words fell, he stretched out his hand and handed over the Moon Disk.

"The magic weapon was successfully recast, and new spiritual objects were added, reaching the limit of a mid-grade magic weapon."

Zhang Yuanzhu took the moon disk, and his magic power poured into it, after feeling it carefully.

A smile appeared on his face.

The power of the Moon Disk has increased significantly, enough for him to use it for a while.

"Sorry to trouble you, fellow Taoist."

After a pause, seeing that the girl didn't move, he spoke helplessly:
"Fellow Daoist, I wonder if the Golden Light Bell has been repaired."

"I will return the candlelight clock to you."

Xie Beiling's eyes were bright, with a hint of cunning flashing across them. An apologetic look appeared on her face, and her red lips were slightly parted.

"The Golden Light Bell is severely damaged and cannot be repaired for the time being."

"Brother Dao, let's use the candlelight clock first."

"it is good."

Zhang Yuanzhu nodded and hung the moon disk in his palm around his waist.

He then reached into his arms, took out a jade slip and threw it over.

"An interesting secret technique. Whether or not to practice it is up to you."

"Secret technique?"

Xie Beiling muttered to herself, with curiosity on her face.

"Is this the pupil technique that Brother Dao has been practicing these days?"

As the young man nodded, Xie Beiling's eyebrows curved like crescent moons, and a bright smile appeared on her face.

Instead of checking the jade slip, he returned it.

"Too precious, I still."

"You will have a share of what you have gained from the second-floor platform of the Black Corner Tower."

Zhang Yuanzhu placed his arms flat on his knees, his mind calm.

He did not take the jade slip in front of him.

"This isn't the original jade slip. I copied the contents. If you don't want it, just crush it."

As soon as she thought about it, the jade slip floated in front of the girl again.

Xie Beiling always had a complicated expression, no matter how long they were together.

She still wasn't used to the boy's frankness.

"Brother Tao!"

Xie Beiling murmured.

He took out a blank jade slip from the storage bag and placed it between his eyebrows.

After a moment, he handed it over.

"The corpse refining method passed down by True Lord Black Horn should be of great help to you, Brother Dao."

Snapped!Snapped!
The two of them simultaneously grasped the jade slip in front of them and began to investigate.

Zhang Yuanzhu’s consciousness probed into it.

The words "White Bones to Refine Corpses" emerged in my mind. This is a method of refining corpses.

From Qi accumulation to foundation building, the explanation is very clear.

It is definitely not comparable to the corpse refining technique he cobbled together and figured out at random.

"Refining Corpses from White Bones" can be used as a method for inheriting the Taoist tradition.

Compared with this method of corpse refining, the value of the Eye of Nirvana is much smaller.

After all, even if the secret technique is powerful, it must be practiced successfully. This method of corpse refining is easy to learn but difficult to master, so most cultivators can practice it.

Zhang Yuanzhu glanced at it briefly and put the jade slip away.

He has limited energy now, so he will first learn the Eye of Nirvana, and the practice of corpse refining will come later.

At this moment, Xie Beiling had also finished reading the secret technique, and with astonishment in her beautiful eyes, she exclaimed in admiration:
"Brother Dao, the secret technique is difficult to practice. You actually developed nine lines in your pupils in just four days."

"Jindan Zhenjun was not as good as you when he was young."

Although secret arts like the Eye of Nirvana are precious, the Puppet Sect still has secret arts that can be compared with them.

But it is too difficult to practice.

That's why she was amazed.

Zhang Yuanzhu accepted it calmly with a blank expression.

Afterwards, the two chatted for a while about issues related to cultivation, and then began to practice in seclusion again.

The spiritual energy here is rich, and the environment for cultivation is too rare, so neither of them wants to waste it.

But this time, Zhang Yuanzhu opened a side hall in the palace and walked in.

The following practice was too noisy to avoid disturbing the woman.

Zhang Yuanzhu sat cross-legged on a cushion, took out a stone box from his arms and opened it carefully.

boom!
A ball of pitch-black flame shot out, and the entire side hall was filled with pure yin energy.

The evil spirit of loneliness was the negative aura he was preparing to condense in his pupils.

There is that kind of negative energy in this world, which is even purer than the yin energy born from evil energy.

As he was thinking, nine blood lines appeared in his pupils.

Wow~Wow~
In the side hall, the yin energy surged and turned into two streams, flowing towards the eyes.

In an instant, a biting chill emerged from the eyes and spread throughout the body.

His expression remained unchanged as he continued to practice.

The bloodshot lines in his eyes gradually dimmed.

It was not until half a day had passed that Zhang Yuanzhu closed the stone box and ended his practice of pupil technique.

Then, he took out the Great Sun Spirit Essence, placed it in his abdomen, and began to practice "The Record of Blazing Sun True Fire".

Rays of golden light burst out from the spiritual marrow, enveloping the body and combining with the magic power, increasing the magic power in the dantian.

Day after day, month after month.

The young man did not stop for a moment and was always immersed in his practice.

Fifty days later.

In the side hall, a figure was sitting cross-legged on a cushion.

The figure's spine was straight, like a long sword, piercing the sky.

He was wearing a red robe, his arms were placed flat on his knees, and his eyes were blue and black.

The two pupils, like the sun, attracted each other, emitting vitality and destruction.

Brilliant and dazzling.

It attracts attention and makes people indulge in it.

"Ah!"

Zhang Yuanzhu chuckled, breaking the silence in the side hall.

"Life and destruction, yang and yin, I feel a difference."

All kinds of thoughts flashed through my mind.

The pair of eyes became brighter and more charming, and gradually the green light faded and the black light bloomed.

Stab it!

With a glint of his eyes, he instantly tore through the surrounding formations, penetrated the palace, and rushed straight into the sky.

It was like a peerless long sword, breaking through the clouds and cutting off all obstacles.

Boom!

First, there was a black light across the sky, and then a deafening roar slowly came.

"not bad!"

The dark light in his eyes dissipated and he returned to normal.

Then, he looked towards the door, his mouth grinning with joy.

"Fellow Taoist, please come in."

Crunch!

The door opened and a graceful figure walked in gracefully.

She looked up at the broken roof, clasped her hands together, and exclaimed in admiration:
"A terrible blow."

"It seems that the secret technique has been successfully practiced."

She naturally saw the dark beam of light and understood that it was the attack after the successful cultivation of the Eye of Nirvana.

In just over a month, he had already mastered this level of secret technique.

Zhang Yuanzhu stood up, his double pupils were as deep as the starry sky.

He rested his arm on the hilt of the knife and whispered:
"A secret technique is nothing."

"The most important thing is to get through the next disaster safely."

In six days at most, the Black Horn Secret Realm will fall, and he needs to leave as soon as possible.

Xie Beiling's eyes were cunning, her lips were red, and her mind was calm:
"I have a way to leave safely."

(End of this chapter)