Hidden Corner

 Chapter 414 414 Qu Ling Mansion Four

Wang Zhijun swallowed his saliva. When Li Chengyi stared at him, he felt an unconscious stiffness all over his body.

Even just an ordinary gaze can make him fearful of being watched by the ancestors of the clan.

 This made him pay more and more attention to the newly rising genius in front of him.

"You are right, so when I come here next time, I also brought a second gift for you."

 He clapped his hands, and a guard behind him stepped forward and took a square box from his back.

 The box opens with front and rear buckles, and the lid flips outwards, revealing an old booklet inside.

“This is the copy of the exercises left by your branch’s Songwei Qi creation ancestor in the clan. It not only contains the practice method of Songwei Qi, but also the subsequent method to further condense the Deer King’s Qi.”

Deer King Qi?

Li Chengyi's eyes lit up. He still couldn't sense and see the spirit of the true seal. He suspected that such a piece of the puzzle was missing.

 After all, based on years, he now has one hundred and forty years of Qi cultivation.

 Such a huge amount of zhenqi cannot sense the spirit of the true seal. It is obvious that something is wrong.

 Normally, the difficulty should not be so high.

Now it seems that perhaps what is missing is the Qi of the Deer King.

 “Are you serious?” His eyes fell on the pamphlet.

"Of course it is true. There are hundreds of people in my Wang family, scattered throughout the country, with a huge industry. Most of them are famous for their medical skills. The Qingyuan Dan method they major in is also used to treat difficult and complicated diseases. It is precisely because of the lack of people like you who can do it in the world. Officially, he is a genius who works hard and keeps rising.”

Wang Zhijun saw Li Chengyi's interest and immediately struck while the iron was hot.

“Think about it, the large number of contacts my Wang family has accumulated due to Xuanhu Jishi, coupled with your powerful martial arts talent, may be able to soar into the sky and take the entire clan to a new level.”

 Speaking of it, although the Wang family may sound powerful, it is actually still a medical family. There are not many officials in it. Even if they are, they are medical officers, and their rank is only about the same as Wang Yifeng's.

 Li Chengyi is now at least three levels higher than Wang Yifeng.

 So after learning about Wang Yichen's situation, the clan immediately sent Wang Zhijun, the son of the clan head and the most gentle representative of the younger generation in the clan, to visit with gifts.

 This also represents the importance the clan attaches to Wang Yichen.

If Wang Yichen can return to the clan, not to mention the impact in the future, Wang Yichen's position will also be of great benefit to the current clan.

At this time, he watched Wang Yichen reach out, pick up the brochure in the box, and open it to read.

Wang Zhijun looked sincere and waited quietly.

 Amidst the subtle sound of turning pages, he saw the other party put down the book soon.

"I have accepted the gift. You can arrange it with my father for your return to the clan. I will not participate in the complicated etiquette. Things are busy here." Li Chengyi said calmly.

"Of course there is no need to bother you, sir. I will take care of these things myself, as long as you agree. At critical times, all you need to do is show up for a few banquets and pay homage to the ancestors. There is no need to go far, there are elders of our clan in Quling Mansion. ," Wang Zhijun said hurriedly.

“That’s good, you will send someone to notify me of the date later. In addition, there is also the sect’s black-level skill, the Qingyuan Dan method.” Li Chengyi did not finish his words.

“This is easy to say. After paying homage to the ancestors in a few days, I can naturally pass it on to the adults.” Wang Zhijun replied.

　　After the return was confirmed, the atmosphere between the two people immediately relaxed a lot. Calculating their seniority, Wang Zhijun should be called Li Chengyi's nephew, but naturally he would not dare to do so in front of him.

With their goal accomplished, Wang Zhijun and the others stopped immediately and quickly stood up to leave.

 After sending the three people away, Li Chengyi returned to the living room, picked up the booklet in the box, and opened it again.

 The above record about the Deer King Qi is clearly visible.

To transform deer king qi from pine grain qi, you need to use the blood of the strongest stag in the herd to draw a symbol called the deer king seal, and then watch the deer king seal while circulating the true qi to condense it into a true qi form. Deer King Seal symbol.

 Only in this way can the transformation be completed.

 And it is indeed recorded in the follow-up that once the transformation of Deer King Qi is completed, the original effect of Songwei Qi will completely disappear and turn into the role of Deer King Qi in promoting bone growth.

Li Chengyi didn't care about this. Compared with the pitiful lethality of the Songwen Qi, he was more concerned about the possibility of integrating the True Seal after the Deer King Qi was transformed.

 Engraving is his ultimate goal.

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 Licheng, the capital of Shaoyin Kingdom.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　click.

The pale electric light instantly illuminated a huge and deep palace on the outskirts of the city.

Deep in the empty and deserted palace, a handsome man wearing light blue crystal earrings, with a soft smile on his fair face that seemed to remain unchanged forever, stood in the palace study room, looking out the window at the rolling clouds.

The man was dressed in a white robe with gold edges, with a ferocious and majestic golden dragon head embroidered on the back. His silky black hair was tied together and hung down to his waist.

 He is none other than Yan Rong, the current emperor of Shaoyin Kingdom.

At the age of thirty-one, he had to rush to the throne before he accomplished his magical feats. Most of the time, in the eyes of outsiders, he was just a young emperor.

 However, with the support of the Grand Tutor and Imperial Master, even if he is only the Young Emperor, no one dares to disobey him.

“The sky is getting dark, I don’t like it to be so gloomy.” Yan Rong sighed slightly.

“I’m going to ask Si Tianjian’s people to disperse the clouds.” From a dark corner behind him, a woman dressed in black and purple quickly walked out.

The woman wears a wingless gauze hat similar to that worn by officials. She has a slim figure and carries a straight and broad double-sided black sword on her back.

“No need, the teacher should be here soon.” Yan Rong shook his head slightly.

“Teacher doesn’t like to interfere too much with the natural movement of heaven and earth.”

"Your Majesty is the king of a country, and you don't have to follow the advice of the national master." The woman frowned. "After all, you have grown up and are no longer the young emperor who had to rely on him for everything." "Yes. I have grown up and am no longer the young emperor." Yan Rong sighed. "It's a pity. In the eyes of the teacher, I am still the weak prince that I was back then."

"With all due respect to my subordinates, Chief Situ just blocked the Imperial Preceptor from meeting the Holy One, but he was instantly killed because of a disagreement. The Imperial Preceptor acted like this and ignored His Majesty's Holy Majesty. If things go on like this, the people only see the Imperial Preceptor's power, and no one cares about it. If you have your majesty, your power will be tilted in the future. If you are not a king, then your ministers will not be your ministers." After the woman turned to speak, Yan Rong raised her hand to stop her.

"How can I not know these principles?" He said softly, "But so what? After all, he is my teacher, the first in the Heaven-Sealed Ranking, and the strongest in his country."

"So what? At the end of the year, the imperial master's natal mind was in the hands of the royal family. As long as you think about it, Song Yunhe's cultivation will be greatly damaged and he will be seriously injured." The woman said in a low voice.

Song Yunhe was supported by the late emperor when he was still young, so he was able to cultivate rapidly and gradually grew to the first place in the Heaven-Sealed Ranking.

The price for obtaining these is to separate a core of the soul and give it to the emperor to control.

Yan Rong didn’t answer any more words.

 There was an extremely complicated look in his eyes.

 No one can tolerate a tilt in power, and as an emperor, he cannot control the situation.

But today's Shaoyin Kingdom relies on its national advisor Song Yunhe in too many places.

It would be fine if he had achieved great success, but now.

Moreover, once he takes action against the national teacher, once it is completely finished, it is okay. What I am afraid of is that the natal mind in his hands will not be of much use to the teacher who is extremely powerful.

That method can indeed constrain the national division, but it is also the last resort.

 In order to be foolproof, it must be combined with other means.

"You go back first and help me tell Yu Mu that the day the things are delivered is the time to ask her to come out of the mountain." Yan Rong's lips moved slightly, and the blood essence transmitted the sound, and it reached the woman's ears in an instant.

 The woman lowered her head, and her whole body suddenly decomposed, silently exploding into large black dots and dissipated.

 The black spots fade and dissolve in the air, completely losing their traces.

Yan Rong then turned around and looked at the sad figure slowly walking into the palace gate in the distance.

 “Teacher” he stepped forward and saluted.

Song Yunhe walked into the palace gate and looked at his disciple who was smiling as before.

“The waterlogging problem in Shishui Prefecture in the north has been resolved. I moved several nearby hills to block the water veins and force them to detour.”

 “Thank you for your hard work, teacher.”

“I heard that after I left, you sent people to search for the nine-legged ghost cicada, causing nearly half of the Jinwei to be killed or injured?” Song Yunhe sighed.

“Teacher’s disciples have to need this kind of materials to practice magic arts.” Yan Rong defended. "It's just a few Golden Guards. If there are casualties or injuries, we'll just replace them."

 “How did I teach you?” Song Yunhe was a little tired. This isn't the first time this has happened.

He just walked away for a little while, and Yan Rong dared to use the Golden Guard to fill the top ferocious beast. Previously, he even dared to recruit children around ten years old from the entire country to make elixirs.

The late emperor was so heroic and brave, how could he give birth to such a cruel person! ?

If he hadn't promised the late emperor that he would take care of his face and protect the country's stability for five hundred years.

What can a trace of his natal mind do to him?

Looking at Yan Rong's normal expression, Song Yunhe felt indescribably tired.

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 The spirit of the deer king.

Li Chengyi stared at the stag blood he just bought from the medicine store, and reached out to unscrew the lid.

The deer blood was kept from coagulating with a special medicine. At this time, he dipped the brush into it and gently drew a complete seal of the Deer King on the yellow paper, following the pattern of the secret book.

 The imprint is very simple, just like nine K's stacked together to form a regular pattern like snowflakes.

 This kind of regular pattern is quite easy for Li Chengyi.

In less than two minutes, he completed the Deer King Seal.

While the Deer King Seal was still wet, Li Chengyi watched it intently, and then circulated the loose pattern energy in his body.

 In the body, try to condense it into the shape of the Deer King Seal.

 With the intensity of training he once used to turn soft qi into silk, controlling Songwen Qi is just a piece of cake.

 Huge power that far exceeds the consciousness of ordinary people brings these conveniences. Other warriors need at least years of practice, but with him it can be achieved in an instant.

Not long after, traces of pine-like Qi continued to transform into another cool, translucent gray Qi in Li Chengyi's body.

 ‘It’s done! ’

His heart was refreshed and he began to accelerate the continuous transformation of Qi.

It took a full quarter of an hour for the more than a hundred years of true energy in his body to completely transform into the Deer King's energy.

Sitting cross-legged on the cushion, Li Chengyi did not stop, but closed his eyes to feel the Deer King Qi in his body.

This time, the Deer King Qi was much more active than the Songwen Qi. After blending into his consciousness, some tiny image fragments were instantly reflected back.

According to the martial arts information that Li Chengyi has mastered, the higher the level of cultivation, the more true energy, and the more information about the spirit of the true seal that will be fed back.

And his more than a hundred years of cultivation, after being transformed into the Deer King Qi, did not suffer much loss. At this time, the information about the spirit of the true seal fed back was quite complete.

 As he closed his eyes, the image of a beautiful silver-white stag slowly emerged in his mind.

The stag has huge antlers like tree branches on its head, its eyes are soft and timid, and there is an inexplicable mark on its chest that emits green light.

 That’s an engraving!

Li Chengyi recognized it at a glance. The green light mark was the engraving!

The vast knowledge of the death energy system brought him not only various small spells in death energy, but also a lot of knowledge about engravings.

As for the engraving on the chest of the silver stag, he recognized it at a glance. It was the engraving that represented the growth category.

 (End of this chapter)