Concealing Yourself with a Confucian Daoist Technique? (votes)
The little old man blinked his eyes.
"You mean Xiao Mu? This old man isn't very clear. I'll get someone to investigate later.”
Zheng Yuan nodded his head slightly. Zheng Xiaomu was the only person he cared about in the Qing Dynasty.
Of course, the royal palace of the Qing Dynasty itself was also a very good place to live. Although it was not valued, it was exactly what he needed.
The little old man sighed.
"Do you really want to stay in the Sutra Depository forever?”
Zheng Yuan was silent.
He indeed had his own reasons.
There were countless books in the Sutra Depository. Once he finished reading them, as long as his luck was not so bad that he kept obtaining different cultivation techniques, he would definitely be able to stack at least one martial arts classic to the tenth level.
Only then could he truly dominate.
In the top sects, such as the Three Sects and the Heaven's Gate, the first three realms were disciples, the middle three realms were elders, and the upper three realms were sect masters.
However, Zheng Yuan had been a Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva for three years. He knew that there were Human Immortals at the tenth level among the Eight Supremes. As for Land Immortals at the eleventh level, he had never heard of them.
After pondering for a moment, Zheng Yuan looked at the little old man."
"In a few more days, isn't the Green Bamboo Sect coming to collect offerings? After that, you can teach me how to be the Black Emperor.”
The little old man's eyes lit up, and he revealed a satisfied expression."
"Not bad, not bad. You brat, don't look like you've suffered a great loss. Son of Heaven Hei's power is beyond your imagination.”
Zheng Yuan smiled lightly and did not say anything.
He walked to the bookshelf on the other side and gently pulled out a book of Qing history. He slowly sat cross-legged and quietly flipped through it.
The little old man felt a slight toothache. Good heavens, this brat couldn't have been impatient with his disturbance, so he agreed, right?
Annoying!
However, to be honest, the Ninth Prince's temperament was really unique.
Just like that, he quietly read all kinds of books in the Scripture Depository for ten years.
Day after day, year after year.
It was very rare.
The little old man silently watched the white-robed prince who was flipping through the ancient book for a while. He turned around with a hunched back and slowly went downstairs quietly.
The so-called immortal master of the Green Bamboo Sect was coming. He needed to make some arrangements.
Since the next Hei Tianzi had been found, he could be more impudent when he did things.
Thinking of this, a sharp light flashed in the little old man's eyes, and his hunched back straightened slightly.
After so many years, the Qing Kingdom had accumulated enough.
If it wasn't for the existence of the legendary Gate of Heaven above Green Bamboo Sect, hmph hmph.
He had long destroyed the Green Bamboo Sect.
.......
At the border of the Qing Dynasty.
A woman with a pink oval-shaped face and a pair of bright phoenix eyes under her eyebrows was as beautiful as peaches and plums, but as cold as ice.
She looked absent-mindedly in the direction of the Qing Kingdom's capital in the distance and sighed faintly.
"Zheng Yuan, do we really have an indissolvable fate?”
Gu Yaoyao didn't want to step foot in the Qing Dynasty again, but King Yama's words were unquestionable.
Although that person's words were elegant, he looked angry.
Gu Yaoyao shivered.
There was a rumor that the Yama Emperor was actually a nun from the Bodhi Temple, but she didn't believe it.
Which nun would kill people and slaughter sects so easily?
Sighing faintly, Gu Yaoyao's soft little feet tapped lightly on the ground, stirring up a large amount of yellow sand in the sky. Her figure was like a broken bow and arrow, and she flew over a hundred meters in an instant.
After nine years and eight months, she, a terrifying demon girl from the underworld, had returned to the Qing Dynasty.
......
In a flash, three days had passed.
Scripture Depository.
Zheng Yuan lowered his head and pondered.
Currently, he had a total of four martial arts techniques stacked to the eighth level, which was the standard of an eighth realm mighty figure.
They were the Six Path Reincarnation Fist, the Purity and Dustless Body, the Great Solar God Scripture, and the Ananda Oath-breaking Bladesmanship.
It just so happened that one method was to kill, one method was to nourish the body, and the other method was to nourish the mind.
As for the Ananda Oath-breaking Bladesmanship, its name was ordinary, but its upper limit seemed to be very high.
There were a total of four moves, but Zheng Yuan could only use the first three moves after stacking them to the eighth level.
He guessed that the fourth move might involve the great power of the tenth realm and above.
Sighing slightly, Zheng Yuan's eyes suddenly lit up with fire.
The cultivation technique classics obtained from reading would generally have some connection with the contents of the book itself.
If he wanted to stack any of these four techniques to the ninth level, he would have to read the relevant books.
However, Zheng Yuan had already seen all the 99,000 books in the Sutra Depository that were slightly related to these four techniques.
Nothing.
Perhaps, he needed to leave the Scripture Depository.
Zheng Yuan's eyes deepened as he took out a book titled 'A Short History of the Undeclared Dynasty'. He sat down cross-legged and quietly flipped through it.
Sometimes, he would also consider whether he should try the methods of the Confucian Way.
After all, he had been studying quietly in the Sutra Library for ten years. He might have cultivated an incredible Great Spirit.
Even if one cultivated the Confucian Way and reached the fifth or sixth realm in a day, it was useless.
However, it was still a good cover. After all, who would have thought that the white-robed Prince Ru was the invincible ancient giant who was about to enter the ninth realm of martial arts?
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