The former Han Palace really changed its owner with the fall of Korea. As the Qin Army gradually completed the purge of Xinzheng, Ying Zheng also left the military camp and walked into this palace that had been built since the Zheng State. Now
In a royal palace with a history of more than 500 years.
However, Ying Zheng did not stay in the residence carefully built by King Han An, but instead stayed in a very inconspicuous place in King Han's palace, which was a cold palace.
But this place is not just a cold palace. Five hundred years ago, this place was still the residence of Zheng Gong. However, with the passing of its owner, it gradually fell into disrepair after it changed to another owner.
, and eventually became a cold palace in the Han Palace used to house the disgraced concubines.
However, Ying Zheng chose this place despite the countless luxurious palaces he could choose from in the Han Palace.
"Five hundred years ago, Duke Zhuang of Zheng used the territory of Zheng State as a small tyrant, forcing the Emperor of Zhou to bow his head. Do you know the reason?" Ying Zheng, who was walking on a common corridor, said to a red man who was following him.
The woman in white robe asked.
"I have heard a little bit. According to rumors, Zheng Zhuanggong can dominate for a while. In addition to his own strategy, he also has a strong army." Bai Xueyi said.
"That strong soldier is very similar to you." Ying Zheng said.
"What is your Majesty saying?" Bai Xueyi was slightly startled and said.
"If you don't cultivate your true energy, you don't cultivate your spirit. You only cultivate the power of your bloodline." Ying Zheng said with his backhand and took down Xue Yihou's palm, which was closed in front of his lower abdomen.
This woman who once left a terrible legend in Korea allowed Ying Zheng to hold her delicate hand in his hand without changing her expression.
"Just like your power, it doesn't come from the spirit, nor is it driven by true energy, but the power in the blood." Ying Zheng said as he put his finger on Xue Yihou's palm, and a drop of blood appeared on it.
Ying Zheng's fingertips.
The blood beads controlled by Ying Zheng's spiritual power changed shapes in front of the two of them, and a trace of chill spread from the blood. Even if it was just a small drop of blood, the chill in it made the air around the two people...
Suddenly it dropped a lot.
"What's so special about your lineage?" Ying Zheng asked, looking at the 'old woman' in front of him with burning eyes.
"Don't your Majesty know?" Bai Xueyi asked in surprise.
In her understanding, she has always regarded Ying Zheng as the same kind of person.
"Although there are some speculations, I really need to confirm it with you." Ying Zheng said.
From the classics collected in Xianyang Palace, Ying Zheng already knew that in the more distant past, the path of cultivation could be divided into three paths: essence, energy, and spirit.
The essence is to cultivate the power of blood in the physical body. Because blood power has different attributes and has various magical properties, the requirements for talent are the highest. Unless the power of blood is extremely strong and pure, it cannot be practiced.
The Marquis of Snow Clothes in front of me is one of them. She has strong ice-attribute power in her blood, so she was able to build a Snow Clothes Castle in South Korea with her weird 'martial arts' when she was still young.
In Ying Zheng's speculation, at this time, another woman who had found some clues also had a similar situation to Xue Yihou, except that Xue Yihou's bloodline power was ice, while that woman's bloodline power was fire.
That's all.
There is even a guess in Ying Zheng's mind that Xiang Yu in the future is likely to be a similar person.
In this kind of cultivation path, one talent determines everything. Those with poor talent will be unable to achieve anything throughout their lives. Those with strong talent can possess power that ordinary people can hardly possess in their lifetime just by the time they reach adulthood.
Qi training is the most common practice of true qi today. People from hundreds of schools of thought mostly practice this way. It is not special, but it is the most suitable path for ordinary people to practice, and it is also the mainstream of current practice.
As for God, it involves the spiritual way. This way has also declined in this world. Although there are masters who have fed back the spirit due to the cultivation of zhenqi, making their spiritual power extremely strong, but if they want to reproduce the terrifying spiritual cultivation of Zhuangzi,
But it has been more than a hundred years since I saw such a person.
"The source of the power of our lineage is the power of this bloodline. Without too much practice, just entering the adult stage normally is enough to have methods comparable to those of a half-step master." Bai Xueyi said.
"Is there no need to practice, or is there no way to practice at all?" Ying Zheng asked.
"Well, I don't know. There may be some cultivation techniques, but they've just been lost." Bai Xueyi said hesitantly.
"I suspect that Duke Zheng Zhuang mastered such a cultivation method back then. This is the reason why he was able to cultivate that invincible army." Ying Zheng said.
"This is where Zheng Zhuanggong slept?" Bai Xueyi said.
"Here, don't tell me that you haven't been here before." Ying Zheng turned around and looked at Bai Xueyi in front of him.
"Your Majesty?" Bai Xueyi was stunned.
"I know your secret, and I am also very interested in what you are looking for, so you'd better not hide anything from me here," Ying Zheng said.
"I dare not have such thoughts." Bai Xueyi replied.
"Tell me, what did you find here?" Ying Zheng asked.
"Your Majesty, here are things left by Duke Zheng Zhuang. I once found a piece of practice here to practice the power of blood, but it can only be regarded as a fragment. If your Majesty is interested, I can dedicate it to your Majesty."
Bai Xueyi hesitated and said.
"Have you given this technique to Bai Yifei too?" Ying Zheng said.
"Yes, but the power of his bloodline is impure and he practices it forcefully. Although he has made good progress, the side effects are too great and it will be difficult to master it in his lifetime." Bai Xueyi said.
"Since he is your son, why is his blood impure?" Ying Zheng asked.
"Your Majesty, no one can say for sure about this kind of thing. It's probably a matter of luck." Bai Xueyi said.
"Really?" Ying Zheng said.
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In the palace, Ying Zheng looked at the inexplicably lustrous box in front of him, compared it with the bamboo slips left by Bai Xueyi in his hand, and fell into deep thought.
"Do they come from the same source?" Ying Zheng said.
The inexplicably lustrous box in front of you is the Canglong Qisu belonging to the Han royal family. The abstract lines on the surface of the box that are more complicated and abstract than any other country's characters today correspond to a certain method of cultivation, which is consistent with the one in Ying Zheng's hand.
There are some similarities in the roll technique.
Following the lines on the box to carry the power of Qi and blood, Ying Zheng could clearly feel that a power hidden in the Qi and blood was reviving, and during this process, there seemed to be an inexplicable fusion of matter in the box.
Into his own blood.
This is a substance similar to the energy substance in Jiuding. However, the energy substance belonging to this box is not actively absorbed by the chaotic vortex deep in Ying Zheng's soul, but is independently integrated into Ying Zheng's blood.
of.
Just like another box for the cultivation of spiritual path.