Chapter 978 Say goodbye before you die, don't you want to see each other?
Jun Wuxie took out the Zhenwu Sword Technique.
Zhenren Chengyuan, Nan Jin, Yunshu, Yiling, and Han Ye all surrounded him.
Looking at the ancient book in front of him, Zhenren Chengyuan opened the pages with trembling hands.
There are lines of text recorded in it, all of which are divine ancient Chinese.
As a practitioner, except for the prehistoric ancient immortals and ancient Chinese texts, the rest of the writings of the era can be understood and can still be recognized.
They found that the cultivation methods recorded here are indeed different from the Zhenwu Sword Technique they practiced, but they are very similar.
However, the Zhenwu sword technique in this book is much more detailed.
They frowned, with a look of astonishment on their faces.
They recognize every word of the True Martial Art, but they can't understand the meaning, and can't understand the truth and principles it explains, and feel like reading a book of heaven.
"The complete method left by the ancestor is too profound, and I can't understand it for a while..." Chengyuan Zhenren cast a puzzled look at Jun Wuxie, "Wuxie, you said there is a combination of qi and blood inside, and it is power.
But the master cannot understand what the methods of practicing are about this path. How do you understand it?"
This was not only his question, but also the question in the hearts of his four disciples, all looking at Jun Wuxie.
"Maybe it is because I have been recognized by the ancestors. I can barely understand the principles of the more basic Dharma."
Jun Wuxie closed the ancient book and said, "The master and senior sisters don't need to read the ones behind. The more the method of true martial arts comes, the more difficult it is to understand."
"Yes, the complete method is too profound..." Zhenren Chengyuan couldn't help but show a self-deprecating look. "Now, even though he knew that the practice was lacking, the complete method was in front of him, but he couldn't understand it, and he did not understand the truth and principles he explained.
Then you cannot practice the complete method..."
Nan Jin, Yun Shu, Yi Ling, and Han Ye were all silent when they heard this.
What a helpless and sad thing this is.
The complete method is right in front of you, but they cannot practice it.
"Master, senior brother and sister, don't feel disappointed. Give me some time and I will study the initial chapter carefully. Then I will understand the essence of it and share it with you. Then you will be able to practice."
"That's all. Now we can only place our hope on you." Zhenren Chengyuan nodded and said, "Did you get the Zhenwu Blood Pill?"
"I got it, put it in a jade box. Since the medicine will be lost every time I open it, I won't take it out for you to show it."
Jun Wuxie did not tell the truth. The True Martial Blood Pill was too extraordinary, so it would be better to keep it confidential.
Senior brothers and sisters are not available at all.
With their physical strength, they cannot withstand the domineering effect of the Blood Pill.
Moreover, their current talent growth intensity is too wasteful to use the True Martial Blood Pill. They have to wait until their talent growth intensity breaks through some levels before using it.
Therefore, he planned to keep it first, and then take it out when the time is right, and give one to each of his master and his seniors.
This kind of thing can only be fully effective when used for the first time, and maximize its benefits. If you use it later, the origin in it will not allow the user to break through the strength of talent growth, and can only improve his realm.
Jun Wuxie himself only plans to use one piece, and he can keep it for those who need it in the future.
The origin of Zhenwu Blood Pill can also be used to help Aunt Jing heal her wounds in the future.
"The ancestor left a bronze hall." He stretched out his palm, and the inch-high bronze hall was floating in his palm. "Master, try the true energy you cultivated with the method of True Martial Arts, can you activate it?"
"Eight and Nine Xuan Palace?"
They all carefully observed the mini bronze hall and felt that there was a mysterious aura on it.
"The ancestor had a lot of secrets back then. Only these things were known except himself. I really didn't know why the ancestor did this."
Zhenren Chengyuan knew in his heart that the ancestor must have his own ideas, and there must be a reason for doing so, but he still couldn't let it go, because the Zhenwu lineage has lived a hard life for eternity.
He held the Bajiu Xuan Palace in his hand and injected the true energy into it.
But the Eighth and Nine Xuan Palace was still in a state of silence and seemed to have no reaction at all.
"Master, how do you feel?"
Jun Wuxie asked, wasn't it what he guessed?
"I feel like I have a slight connection with the Eight and Nine Xuan Palace, but that connection is too weak to activate it."
"It seems that the power of Zhenwu is effective. Perhaps the method of Zhenwu practice is not complete, so this is why. If we practice the complete method in the future, we should be able to awaken the eight or nine Xuan Palaces."
"You are right." Chengyuan Zhenren put the Eighth and Nine Xuan Palace back to Jun Wuxie's hand and said, "These things are left to you for custody. Regarding the complete method, don't be too hasty. Take your time and don't give it too much to yourself.
There is a lot of pressure and the days are still long, so we can wait."
...
They returned to that courtyard.
The courtyard is large and there are many houses inside.
Yiling took Jun Wuxie and Jingya to one of the empty houses and said, "Junior brother, you and Aunt Jing will live here from now on. When you were in the ancient Zhenwu Temple, your senior sister came back to clean up the place.
Now.”
Yi Ling said as she pushed open the door and said, "Little Junior Brother, Aunt Jing, look at what else is missing. Just say what you need."
"Sister Third Senior Sister, this is already great. I am just a rough man and don't pay so much attention. Aunt Jing is not that particular, and the third Senior Sister has already made a good arrangement."
"Okay, Aunt Jing and you have a rest first, so Senior Sister Third will not disturb you. If you have any needs, the junior brother must tell Senior Sister Third that you can just treat this place as your home."
"Okay, Senior Sister Third, walk slowly."
Jun Wuxie watched Yi Ling leave and then walked into the room.
This room is an ensuite, with a living room and two bedrooms.
"Aunt Jing, you don't have to call me during meals in the next few days. Now that I have finally settled down, it's time for me to practice."
"Go."
Jingya took him to the bedroom door and then closed the door for him.
Jun Wuxie set up a barrier, went to bed and sat down, and entered the Temple of Eternal Life.
He stepped into the military tomb, received military forging, and tempered his body.
When the body was tempered to the limit that could reach at the current level, he retreated from the military tomb and came to the Zhenyu Tower.
"Qingxue, I parted before my death, didn't I want to see you at first?"
After he finished speaking, a figure gradually appeared in the void in front of him. It was Ye Qingxue, who was not wearing a mask, so beautiful that it was suffocating. Her beautiful eyes that seemed to reflect the endless starry sky stared at him.
With eyes facing each other, her eyes gradually became a little crystal clear.
His mouth slightly raised and he reached his hand in front of her.
A slender and delicate plain hand was placed in his hand, his fingers were penetrated through the gaps and his ten fingers were tightly clasped.
"The Emperor of Heaven shouldn't have tears."
His voice was very gentle, gently wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes.
"I didn't cry."
Ye Qingxue said with no confidence.
Jun Wuxie smiled and pulled her to walk in the vast space of the Temple of Eternal Life.
"I have a kind of practice here. It is difficult to understand the essence of it with my own ability. If you can interpret its principles and principles for me, it is best to analyze it, and instead introduce the state of mind of the creator when he created this method.
Deduce the true meaning of the original meaning of this creation method."
After walking a long distance with Ye Qingxue, he gave her the Zhenwu Sword Technique.
"You have now recovered most of your previous memories, and have the cultivation insights and experience of the Supreme Divine Realm. Add to my analysis and interpretation for you, but this imperial method is not that difficult."
Ye Qingxue flipped through ancient books, and flipped pages quickly, almost sweeping it through. After a few breaths, she finished reading the whole work.
"You've got it right. I'll deduce the entire creation process of the creator. You can read it first, and then I'll slowly interpret and analyze it for you."
The Zhenwu Sword Technique flew out of Ye Qingxue's hand and floated in front of her. The pages of the book automatically opened, and the words inside were poured into the void, creating pictures.
There is a heroic figure in the picture, waving a heavy sword, his body is translucent, and he can clearly see the route of the true qi containing the rules of the Great Dao running in his body.
As Jun Wuxie looked at it, everything around him disappeared, and he seemed to have entered the time and space where the pioneer of the Zhenwu Sword Technique was, and watched his creation method up close.
Moreover, the creator's understanding of the way of Zhenwu when he created the law seems to be in harmony with his mind, allowing him to clearly perceive the essence of Zhenwu.
He knew that this was Ye Qingxue's method.
The strong man in the realm of the Heavenly Emperor is really terrifying.
Time passes by little by little.
It's a few days in a blink of an eye.
In a room in Zhenwufeng compound, the furnishings here are very simple. Apart from a bed and a set of tables and chairs, there are only shelves next to the bed.
There were many books on the shelf and an old wooden box.
That morning, after everyone in Zhenwu Peak had breakfast, Nan Jin returned to his room.
He carefully took off the old wooden box on it in front of the shelf.
Although the box is old, it is very clean and spotless.
He lifted the box with his true energy, pushed the wheelchair to the table with one hand, and placed the box on the table.
He gently stroked the wooden box and opened it, with only two wrinkled Qiankun bags inside.
Nan Jin opened one of the Qiankun bags and poured out the things inside. They were low-grade Holy Spirit Pills, which were common currency in the upper realm.
"One, two, three..."
He counted one by one, putting the counted Holy Spirit Pills back into the storage bag.
"Why are there more than ten thousand pieces..."
He sighed helplessly. After so many years, all his savings were here.
After being promoted to a personal disciple, he received a salary of thousands of low-grade Holy Spirit Pills every month, but due to his physical condition, he had to spend the Holy Spirit Pills to purchase certain resources. Over the years, there was not much left.
In recent years, the new manager of the Resource Hall has always deducted his salary, from a thousand lower-grade Holy Spirit Pills to five hundred.
His junior sister and junior brother wanted to ask for an explanation, but he stopped him.
He knew that there was someone behind the scenes behind the scenes. If there was a conflict, the only one who suffered the loss in the end would be Zhenwu Peak, which would lead to a reduction in the salary and resources of everyone in Zhenwu Peak.
He tied the mouth of the Qiankun bag containing the Holy Spirit Pill, then opened another wrinkled Qiankun bag and poured out the things inside.
This Qiankun bag also contains elixirs, but it is different from the hard currency of the Holy Spirit Pill.
This is Lingyun Pill, with a faint green color, and is the main cultivation resource used by all disciples in the sect’s saint realm.
There are ten true disciples every month.
There are a little bit of mottled on Nan Jin's Lingyun Pill.
This is the second pill among the Lingyun pill refined by the sect.
If there are impurities in the second pill that have not been refined completely, the effect of the pill will be greatly reduced, and it can only achieve one-third of the effect of a qualified spiritual rhyme pill.
Even this time he can’t get enough of Lingyun Pill every month.
Over the years, he will use some spiritual rhyme pills to ensure that the only remaining Holy Spiritual Qi in his disabled body will not degenerate.
He is seriously disabled and suffers from hidden diseases. It is difficult for him to absorb the vital energy of the Holy Spirit from the world. He can only use elixirs and other resources to supplement it.
"My savings are really not much. Even this time I have only had dozens of Lingyun Pills."
He finished counting, put two storage bags into his arms, and pushed his wheelchair out.
...
"Nan Jin, are you here to find Wuxie?"
When Jingya saw Nan Jin coming with a wheelchair, she immediately walked forward.
"Have you seen Aunt Jing, is he here?"
Nan Jin stopped in front of Jun Wuxie's room.
"Wuxie has been practicing for many days. If you have any urgent matters, I will wake him up."
"Aunt Jing, no need, don't disturb the junior brother's practice. It's still early now, so I'll wait for him here."
"Okay, but Wuxie doesn't know when he will finish his cultivation."
"It's okay, I'm idle anyway. Aunt Jing, if you have something to do, don't worry about me."
"I'll wait with you here."
Jingya shook her head. Jun Wuxie was practicing. His senior brother was here and he couldn't leave anyone here. How could she walk away?