After wandering around Tianxing Garden, Fang Zheng made sure that the girl was not following him, and then left.
Late at night, midnight.
When you step out of Tianxing Garden, you won't see many people on the street.
Mana gathered in his legs, Fang Zheng quickened his pace and rushed towards his home.
The most important thing at the moment is to go home, break the seal with essence and blood, and obtain the ancient ancient magic of the True Immortal in the bronze and iron scroll.
After walking through a few streets and having a cup of tea, Fang Zheng was almost out of the Nancheng area.
But just as he was about to cross the last alley, a gust of wind blew, and an inexplicable chill came to his heart. Subconsciously, Fang Zheng stopped and looked straight ahead.
In the dark alley, a figure slowly stepped out.
"It's you!"
Looking at the figure stepping out of the darkness, Fang Zheng's heart sank.
Could this woman also be able to discern the ancient magic of true immortals in the bronze and iron scrolls?
In the darkness, a figure stepped out, and under the cold moonlight, a delicate face was revealed. It was none other than Mo Qingxiao, whom he had bumped into in Tianxing Garden before.
Stepping out of the darkness, Mo Qingxiao walked towards Fang Zheng step by step.
"What do you want to do? Don't come over. If you come over again, I'll call you!" Fang Zheng suddenly became alert.
This woman must have come here to intercept him for the sake of the True Immortal Ancient Dharma.
Mo Qingxiao remained calm and continued to walk forward.
Fang Zheng was even more vigilant, and was about to use his magic to shout to summon the Ye Lin Army who was patrolling nearby. Suddenly, Mo Qingxiao waved his hand, and a powerful pressure came over, and a barrier instantly enveloped the alley.
"Stop screaming. No matter how loud you scream, Ye Lin Jun won't be able to hear you." Mo Qingxiao finally spoke.
Fang Zheng: "..."
"This is Yongdu City. Fighting is strictly prohibited in Yongdu. Do you want to challenge the laws of the Yong Dynasty?"
Fang Zheng reminded with a stern face.
"Do you want to scare me?" Mo Qingxiao stepped in front of Fang Zheng, staring at him with a pair of eyes filled with disdain.
It seemed that what Fang Zheng said did not frighten her at all.
This made him feel even more nervous.
This woman has a seventh-level cultivation level, so in a real fight, she is definitely no match for her.
Spells, cultivation, experience, physique... in any aspect, Dou is enough to easily crush him.
There are nine levels of immortality, one level and one heaven. This is not a boast.
"What do you want!" Fang Zheng lowered his head and said in a hoarse voice.
"Hand over the jade pendant." Mo Qingxiao's voice rang out.
Jade pendant?
As soon as Mo Qingxiao opened his mouth, Fang Zheng was stunned.
At the same time, he also breathed a sigh of relief.
I thought that this woman had penetrated the ancient magic of the true immortal in the bronze and iron scroll, but I didn't expect that this woman actually came here for his jade pendant.
"Hand over one hundred taels of gold and jade pendant, don't force me to do it!"
Mo Qingxiao spoke again, took out a cloth bag and threw it on the ground. There was a sound of gold hitting inside.
The mouth of the bag opened, and one or two pieces of gold fell into his eyes.
Fang Zheng bent down and picked up the gold on the ground. He weighed it in his hands and found that one hundred taels should be about right.
After putting away the gold, Fang Zheng took out the jade pendant from his arms, looked at Mo Qingxiao, and threw the jade pendant to her.
"Pa~"
After catching the jade pendant, he looked at it carefully and confirmed that it was the jade pendant he wanted. Mo Qingxiao's delicate face showed a hint of joy, and she looked at Fang Zheng again and said, "You know what's going on!"
"Whoosh——"
After saying that, Mo Qingxiao's figure moved and quickly disappeared from Fang Zheng's eyes. At the same time, the barrier she had set also quickly dissipated.
"Why does this woman want a jade pendant?" Fang Zheng looked into the darkness and frowned.
The jade pendant is not very powerful, right?
Only some spiritual crystals and a trace of Taoist charm are still valuable, but this value is definitely not worth one hundred taels of gold.
Otherwise, the vendor wouldn't be able to sell it to him.
What’s the secret of the jade pendant?
That's impossible. Fang Zheng believes in his own ability. He can even see through the bronze and iron scrolls that contain the ancient magic of true immortals. If there is a secret in that jade pendant, it will never escape his eyes.
"Does this jade pendant have any special meaning to this woman?"
An idea appeared in Fang Zheng's mind, and his eyes fell on the gold in his hand.
A piece of jade pendant, the total value of which was not worth twenty taels, but this woman gave him one hundred taels of gold in exchange.
If there is nothing wrong with my brain, it means that the jade pendant must have some special meaning.
"Forget it, it has nothing to do with me. Let's go back first."
Eliminating the distracting thoughts in his mind, Fang Zheng quickened his pace and headed towards Beicheng.
——
In the time of a stick of incense, under Fangzheng's rapid speed, he finally returned home.
Close the door and lock it.
After making sure it was safe, Fangzheng lit the oil lamp in the house.
The faint candlelight illuminated the room, and Fang Zheng took out the bronze iron scroll as well as the black crystal stone and black iron stone.
Putting the two ores aside, Fang Zheng moved his gaze to the bronze iron scroll.
Under the candlelight, the bronze and iron scrolls were stained with rust.
There are some Mohu fonts faintly visible on it.
It seems like there's nothing special about it.
There was nothing special about reaching out to touch it, and even using magic power to try it, I didn't get any response.
[A piece of bronze and iron scroll. In fact, there is a powerful ancient way of practice. It was created by the real immortal. It is amazingly powerful. It is opened with essence and blood and nourished by magic power. You can get the true method. It is a very good practice method. You can try it.
Try it, I guarantee you won’t regret it.】
Looking at the font that appeared in his eyes, Fang Zheng murmured in his heart: "It seems that it needs to be opened with blood essence to reveal its true appearance."
Feeling certain in his heart, Fang Zheng took out a knife and quickly cut his finger.
The magic power circulated, forcing out a drop of blood essence.
"Snapped--"
The crimson blood essence dripped on the bronze iron scroll. The next second, the bronze iron scroll in front of him quickly absorbed it like a sponge.
Fang Zheng stared without blinking, but the scene he imagined did not appear.
The bronze and iron scrolls have not changed at all, they are still the same.
Fang Zheng: "?"
"what happened?"
"Isn't the essence and blood enough?"
Looking at the bronze iron scroll, an idea flashed through Fang Zheng's mind.
"Come again!"
Feeling certain in his heart, Fang Zheng used his magic power to force out a drop of crimson blood from the wound on his finger again.
"Snapped--"
It dripped onto the bronze iron roll and was quickly absorbed again.
But still no response.
"……not enough?"
Fang Zheng was stunned.
The instructions in the font only indicate that the blood essence should be used to open the seal, but it does not say how much blood essence should be used.
Two drops of semen and blood will be of no use to the egg.
Fang Zheng took a deep breath and once again mobilized his magic power to force out the blood essence.
Three drops, four drops...
Ten drops...
Under the candlelight, Fang Zheng's face gradually turned white.
Although he had been nourished by true blood before, his lost essence and blood had recovered and even improved a lot, but after dripping dozens of drops of essence and blood in one breath, he felt that he couldn't bear it anymore.
Is this thing a bottomless pit?
It kept dripping, and at this point, he couldn't give up.
If you lose, just lose.
As long as you can obtain the ancient True Immortal method and refine the Kirin True Blood deep in your heart, this loss is nothing.
This is called pattern!
…
Pa~
A hundred drops of essence and blood dripped into the bronze iron scroll, and Fang Zheng's face became extremely pale.
There is no trace of ruddy color anymore.
The head feels dizzy and the body feels weak.
One hundred drops of blood essence is already close to all of his blood essence.
An ordinary person can have at most a dozen drops of blood.
For a ninth-grade cultivator, a few dozen drops to a hundred or so.
If it weren't for the nourishment of Qilin's true blood, these hundred drops of blood essence might have drained him dry, endangering his life.
When a hundred drops of essence and blood drip into the bronze iron scroll.
The bronze iron scroll, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly emitted a faint light.
The rust on the iron scroll fell off, and the characters inside seemed to be alive.
Watching this scene, Fang Zheng's pale face showed a flush.
Quickly pour in mana.
"Buzz——"
Under the pouring of Fang Zheng's mana, the bronze iron scroll on the table floated instantly.
The light blooms more powerfully.
A faint shadow appeared on the bronze iron scroll.
The model lake is unclear, and Fangzheng cannot see his face.
"After tens of thousands of years, someone finally obtained my inheritance..."
A disembodied voice sounded.
Fang Zheng looked at the phantom in front of him and was stunned.
Damn it?
what is this?
True immortal will?
Just when Fang Zheng was stunned, the next second, cracks appeared on the bronze iron scroll in front of him.
"Kacha—"
A cracking sound was heard, followed closely by more cracks appearing, covering the bronze and iron scrolls.
Finally, in Fang Zheng's eyes, the broken bronze iron scroll exploded directly and turned into a collection of spiritual light.
The shadow seems to look more solid.
"Inheritor, I hope you won't lose my face..."
The ethereal voice sounded again, and the next second, the phantom also merged into the spiritual light, going straight into Fang Zheng's eyebrows.
"boom--"
The aura penetrated the center of his eyebrows forcefully, causing Fang Zheng to feel pain instantly. He had no time to react, and the aura invaded his mind.
"Well……"
A painful groan sounded in the room.
"boom!"
Fang Zheng fell on the bed, curled up, his pale face was swept by a flush, he twitched, and became motionless in an instant.
But there was a little spiritual light emitting from his body, which was very strange...