"Fish and Dragon Treasure Scroll".

There are only three thousand words, exquisite and mysterious, each word is precious. When you read it, the true meaning flows in your heart, like a wise saying, which makes Jiangchuan's doubts disappear and he feels suddenly enlightened.

"It is indeed a treasured secret." Jiang Chuan admired from the bottom of his heart.

With this skill alone, his trip was worthwhile.

Seeing Jiang Li still waiting aside, Jiang Chuan let go of the stone beam dragon head and sat quietly on the stone path outside, silently studying this treasure book.

Because "Yun Shui Jing" is originally the method of Bibo Mansion, it is passed down in the same line as "Yu Long Baojuan", and the connection is not shallow. The rivers and rivers are only in preliminary operation, and there is a feeling that everything will be done naturally.

The true energy throughout the body traveled through the muscles and veins in a more complicated and cumbersome route. After several weeks, the quality of the true energy that had increased after being refined by the sapphire divine flower was actually improved again.

After being continuously refined and compressed, Yunshui Zhenqi, which had reached its limit, was reduced to less than one-third of its original volume.

What surprised Jiangchuan even more was that the sea of ​​qi in Dantian became wider and wider unknowingly, able to accommodate more infuriating energy than before.

Seeing that Jiang Li was still accepting the inheritance and that the middle-aged Confucian scholars might still be guarding outside the remaining formation, Jiang Chuan decided to practice here temporarily.

Although his pocket was empty, there were still dozens of spiritual stones in the storage bag he picked up in front of the stone tablet, which were enough for him to practice.

Close your eyes slightly and enter a state of practice.

Of course, he did not forget to release his meager spiritual consciousness to cover himself.

...

"Damn junior..."

As Jiangchuan expected, the middle-aged Confucian scholar had indeed been standing outside the remnant formation.

Although he didn't know what method the two boys used to hide from the formation on the stone path, there was only one way to go down the mountain.

If the two of them wanted to leave, they could only return to the Qi Cleansing Monument along the stone path, and then try to break through the power of the remaining formation.

And now, he has to be added as a foundation-building monk.

At this time, the middle-aged Confucian scholar looked ugly and looked even more miserable.

More than thirty cultivators who were in their prime state of cultivating qi and perfecting their abilities all took action when he was distracted. Even if they were cultivators on the third level of foundation building, it would be extremely difficult for them.

There were several cuts on the originally straight face, which turned faintly black, as if it had been scratched by a sharp blade dipped in strange poison.

The waist and abdomen of the clothes were covered with blood stains, and there were several bloody handprints there.

The left forearm under the shoulder blade and the sleeve disappeared, and the scorch marks on the incomplete part showed that he had been burned by fire.

In other aspects, casual cultivators are indeed far inferior to sect disciples, but when facing enemies, sect disciples are not as good as rogue cultivators who lick blood with their swords.

Once he takes action, it is a life-threatening measure, extremely ruthless.

In particular, the old man in black among the Jiu San people in Nanhe was even more difficult to deal with. Thinking about it now still makes the middle-aged Confucian scholar feel frightened.

The injury was a trivial matter, but the strange poison that temporarily deprived him of his perception almost cost him his life.

Fortunately, the foundation-building monk's spiritual consciousness enveloped the surrounding area, and in spite of serious injuries, he killed dozens of people with his divine consciousness weapon and sucked out their life essence and blood essence, which frightened the juniors who were about to step forward.

I took the opportunity to regain some strength.

Looking at the dozen withered bones at his feet, the scars on the middle-aged Confucian scholar's face were like centipedes wandering around, becoming more and more ferocious.

"I don't believe you will never come out in this life."

With a cold snort, the energy swept through him, and all the dead bones were crushed into dust and blown away by the cold wind.

...

"for you."

Jiang Li threw out a jade slip, which was picked up by a ray of true energy from Jiang Chuan. It recorded the inheritance that the former had just received.

But Jiang Chuan did not rush to check. Instead, he looked at Jiang Li with interest and asked with a smile:

"Should I call you Brother Jiang or Miss Jiang?"

Jiang Li responded with a blank stare and said fiercely:

"If you don't want to go to Jingyue Island, you can give it a try."

The refreshing man's voice instantly became crisp and moving.

Jiangchuan shut his mouth knowingly.

What matters more is the spiritual beings of heaven and earth on Jingyue Island.

His spiritual consciousness sank into the jade slip, and a treasure book technique that was not inferior to the "Fish and Dragon Treasure Scroll" appeared in Jiangchuan's heart.

"Five Cloud Treasures".

Compared with "The Treasure Scroll of Fish and Dragon", this treasure book is more similar to "Yun Shui Jing", as if it comes from the same source, and even several formulas are basically the same.

"The "Yun Shui Jing" and "Five Cloud Treasure Barriers" were originally created by the founder of Bibo Mansion for his disciples after he became a Taoist. They are passed down from the simple to the deep, from easy to difficult, and can be said to be passed down from generation to generation.

"For you, a disciple of the Yunshui Sect, the "Five Clouds Treasure Barrier" is the most suitable."

Jiang Li's few words cleared up Jiang Chuan's doubts.

"Then should I..." Jiang Chuan thought of himself.

Jiang Li shook his head and said, "That's not necessary. Yingyue Shibi can select the most suitable techniques for different people based on their physiques and bones.

"The fact that you didn't get the "Five Clouds Treasure Book" only proves that the "Yun Shui Jing" is not suitable for your cultivation. By the way, which book did you get?"

Then how did you get the "Five Cloud Treasure Barrier"? Is it possible that the techniques you practice are not suitable for you?

Jiangchuan was doubtful, but he still told the other party.

"It's actually this treasure book." Jiang Li looked stunned.

"What's the problem?" Jiang Chuan was puzzled.

"It's nothing. This book was practiced by the founder of Bibo Mansion before he became a Taoist. I don't know how it would be more suitable for you?" Jiang Li murmured to himself.

Since there was no problem, Jiang Chuan didn't think too much and asked:

"Are you leaving next?"

Jiang Li snorted coldly:

"In order to help you find the "Five Cloud Treasure Barrier", I have spent a lot of energy. Can't you let me recover first?"

That’s it. Jiang Chuan suddenly realized.

I don’t know what the relationship between Jiang Li and Bibo Mansion is, so he can choose the inheritance on his own.

But in this case, what this woman said about how to enter Jingyue Island is probably true.

"Girl, you can rest assured that you will regain your strength. Jiang will be there to protect you." Jiang Chuan said with a smile.

Jiang Li ignored him and took out the elixir from his storage bag and drank it.

Unconsciously, the night passed, and the scorching sun rose in the distant sky, dispelling all the gloom and chill, and Qiandao Lake became noisy and full of life again.

After consuming fifteen spiritual stones, Jiangchuan finally filled the Qi Sea.

Looking at the dust in front of him, he couldn't help but click his tongue.

According to this calculation, every time the true energy is depleted, doesn't it require more than twenty spiritual stones to replenish it?

It seems that peace is more important than anything else, and it is best to fight as little as possible with others. Jiang Chuan thought to himself.

The cost of doing this was too heavy, and it was not something a poor man like him could bear.

But soon, the decision he just made was denied by Jiang Li who got up.

"Go back the same way and prepare to go down the mountain."

"Go down the mountain?" Jiang Chuan's expression froze. He thought the other party knew other ways to leave.

"Are you afraid?" There was a hint of contempt in Jiang Li's tone.

"If the other party is just new to foundation building, it doesn't hurt to give it a try." Jiang Chuan said frankly:

"But this person has obviously been involved in foundation building for a long time and is good at side magic. I'm afraid he won't be that easy to deal with."

He is indeed confident in his own strength, but this does not mean that he is so confident that he becomes a fool.

"I'm just afraid." Although Jiang Li said this, he still took out something similar to a spiritual talisman from his sleeve.

It is light gold in color, intertwined with complex runes, and outlines the shape of a finger-long purple sword in the center.

It was obviously just a pattern, but Jiangchuan heard the rumble of thunder, and a sharp point of light, stinging his eyes.

"Fu Bao?"
Chapter completed!