Zhao Huaizhong spread his hand, and it disappeared from his shoulder and appeared in his hand.
It has also changed, and seems to have grown a little longer.
This thing... can grow with me, does that mean its amplification ability can also increase!
It was coiled into a ring in Zhao Huaizhong's hand, like a strange snake holding its head and tail. It was filled with black energy and looked like a totem.
"New characteristics, can grow, and can absorb ghosts..."
Zhao Huaizhong recalled the strange situation when the ghost Xia Si was injured by the guards and absorbed into a piece of skin when he escaped from Handan.
It wandered in Zhao Huaizhong's palm for a moment, then re-entered the body and lay dormant in the Immortal and Demonic Spring.
Zhao Huaizhong selected a few bamboo slips from the bookshelf, took out the emerald green bamboo scroll that King Zhuang Xiang had given him before and recorded the Sendai chapter, walked to the couch aside and sat down:
"With the power of immortals and demons, you can master relevant spells."
"Well, different cultivation systems have different levels, but when combined, there are nine levels of early practice. After the ninth level, you can become a saint. There are still different levels in the holy realm...
There are so many levels!”
Zhao Huaizhong was reading and thinking about the contents on the bamboo scroll.
"In the Immortal Chapter of my practice, the fourth level is the realm of supernatural powers, where I have initially come into contact with the use of supernatural powers. The fifth level, which is my current level, is called the eating demon... I can swallow the energy of all things in the world, and eat the energy like a demon to further improve myself.
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The key to the next advancement is to absorb all kinds of Qi, instead of simply absorbing the power of heaven and earth to support oneself."
Zhao Huaizhong thought about the contents on the bamboo scroll.
He began to read and learn the techniques of the Sendai chapter. When he activated the power in his body, a black aura suddenly went up along the spine and rushed out from the back of the head. It swayed like a young dragon was born, coiling behind Zhao Huaizhong like a dharma form.
At this time, there was a mountain of pressure in the entire study, which made people tremble.
Zhao Huaizhong calmed down after trying his best, and took out a few more bamboo slips from the bookshelf.
The room was quiet and comfortable, with the cool moonlight pouring in from the wooden square window and complementing the lights.
“...Although not all of the various schools of thought practice the path of seeking immortality, they all have the art of controlling law to protect themselves.
Among them, the Yin-Yang family founded the Five Elements theory, which can be derived from the five elements. If the five elements are complete, it will be complete. It starts with the single-element realm, then the dual-element realm, and the three-element realm... The strategist family has Guiguzi as its ancestor, Zhang Yi, and Su Qin as its representatives...
By virtue of their political skills and their sharp tongue, they can turn a deer into a horse, lobby various places, and look down upon them.
Their practice is divided into...the words speak out the situation, and the Dharma follows the situation. It can be fake and turn into reality to deceive others' understanding.
The Qin Dynasty had the most powerful soldiers in the world, famous generals emerged in large numbers, and the prime minister, Lu Buwei, was an unfathomable master of the various families.
Miscellaneous family, miscellaneous family... being eclectic and knowing a little bit of everything?
In addition, this world seems to be filled with ghosts and all kinds of heresy... How can I, my old materialistic heart, deal with it?"
Zhao Huaizhong was flipping through a scroll of bamboo slips, and it was late at night, but he didn't feel tired at all.
With every breath, the power in his body is growing all the time, absorbing the energy in the void.
There is no need to sit cross-legged and close your eyes in traditional practice to promote the practice.
"Sure enough, there are hundreds of schools of thought, with various methods of practice... The Sendai chapter, I don't know which one's system it should be classified into."
Zhao Huaizhong spent this night reading various miscellaneous volumes.
By the time he finished his night reading and came out of the study, it was already dawn.
The maid who had stayed up all night outside had two panda eyes, and she worked hard to help Zhao Huaizhong bathe and change clothes. After breakfast, she left the palace in high spirits, surrounded by several attendants, and walked towards Zhangtai Palace.
At this time, the sky was bright. Zhao Huaizhong was walking forward and looked up at the sky.
Let me tell you, people who have never traveled through time cannot understand how blue the sky in this world can be. It is like a big lake hanging in the sky, so clear that it is almost transparent, as if you can see the end of the blue sky at a glance.
The floating white clouds are unrestrained and travel all over the world.
"No wonder people who traveled through time had to get out things like soap and MSG. There are no toiletries and disinfectants in this world, and there is no concept of bacteria, so so many people died early.
Should I try to get the alcohol out?"
After Zhao Huaizhong came here, he developed a love of cleanliness. He always felt that his hands could not be washed clean and bacteria were everywhere.
"Also, the food here is tasteless and tasteless. They are all made from natural ingredients and lack some umami."
He was complaining about the gap between this world and the modern earth when he suddenly saw a little fat man running past in an arcade in front of him, followed by a group of attendants.
The little fat man also noticed him, and the two looked at each other from a distance, and at the same time they realized the identity of the other person.
"The person passing by in front of him is the son of the king, the prince, and his mother is Lady Xiuli." A servant behind him explained the identity of the little fat man to Zhao Huaizhong.
Zhao Huaizhong nodded slightly. In front of his eyes, the majestic eaves of Zhangtai Palace poked out from many buildings, as if supporting the blue sky.
"Father, king, mother, queen."
King Zhuang Xiang was having breakfast with Zhao Ji. When he saw Zhao Huaizhong, he happily waved him to sit beside him and asked casually: "Did Huai'er gain anything from practicing yesterday?"
Zhao Ji smiled and said: "Your Majesty, you are too anxious. Huai'er practiced for the first time and did not hurt himself. The only reason he is safe is because of the blessing of his ancestors."
When Zhao Huaizhong sat down, King Zhuang Xiang wanted to reach over and check the qi in his body.
However, Zhao Huaizhong dodged without leaving a trace. If King Zhuang Xiang were to directly explore his body, his breakthrough level would be revealed.
Zhao Huaizhong stretched out his hand, and a wisp of black aura leaked out from the tip of his finger, flowing freely and swirling around his finger.
Bang!
King Zhuang Xiang was obviously taken aback. The bowl in his hand shook and fell to the ground.
The bowls in this world have a large mouth and a small bottom. The mouth is wide and the bottom is narrow. There is a foot at the bottom, which looks a bit like a tripod.
Zhao Huaizhong glanced at the bowl that fell to the ground and thought to himself: "This rice bowl is full of bacteria after it fell to the ground. I'm afraid it won't be clean without poisoning it. Well, you can boil it in boiling water."
"Huai'er."
King Zhuang Xiang looked at Zhao Huaizhong in disbelief.
As the king of a country, he rarely loses his temper. Zhao Ji also became nervous: "What's wrong?"
"My son actually established the Immortal Demon Spring, released his energy, and completed the initial stage of cultivation in the Sendai chapter?" King Zhuang Xiang was a little surprised.
Immortal and Demonic Spring, there are more, this time I am on the fifth floor... Zhao Huaizhong thought to himself.
When King Zhuang Xiang was a boy, he also had the experience of being a hostage in Zhao, which delayed his opportunity. Later, he was busy with his promotion, and could not concentrate on his spiritual practice, and his own qualifications were not high.
He himself is currently also in the fifth level of demon-eating realm, and is almost overtaken by his fake son who has been practicing for a day.
King Zhuang Xiang only thought that he had established a spring of immortals and demons, but he did not know how shocking Zhao Huaizhong was.
Even so, King Zhuang Xiang had lost his mind.
Being able to complete the Immortal and Demonic Spring in the first practice, what kind of talent is this?!
He didn't have much hope for his son's spiritual practice, thinking that he had already passed the best entry point for spiritual practice.
Unexpectedly, one day would pass and subversive changes would occur.
King Zhuang Xiang's eyes were eager: "I feel Huai'er that you have not only established the Immortal and Demonic Spring, but you still have the power to spare. What level are you on now?"
"Third floor."
Zhao Huaizhong secretly kept it secret for two levels. There was no need to be stubborn about some things, but he couldn't hand over everything.
King Zhuang Xiang suddenly laughed loudly: "My son actually has such magical talents, Caicaicai (so good)!"
"Come here, please send word that Lu Xiangguo is coming to see you as soon as possible."