An Qi Sheng's eyes flickered, not dwelling on the topic, and he asked again:
"What else did the owner of the cave say?"
"Naturally, I can't tell you more for nothing, Daoist,"
Tianji Daoren smiled faintly and said:
"However, what I can tell you is that from the appearance of the first Huangtian Shi Li until now, it has already been the tenth Da Dao Ji..."
"The first one, ten Da Dao Ji..."
An Qi Sheng's heart stirred.
If he guessed correctly, then the zombie king Zhu Shang was a 'Huangtian Shi Li-level demon ghost' born in the next Da Dao Ji.
So, is there one more Huangtian Shi Li in each Da Dao Ji?
"I've said all I can. How you think is up to you."
Tianji Daoren stopped talking and waved his hand, and the Xuan Guang mirror dimmed.
An Qi Sheng watched quietly, without asking any further questions.
Whoosh~
As the Xuan Guang mirror slowly dissipated, the fishing rod in Tianji Daoren's hand suddenly trembled.
He lifted it,
Splash.
"A fish is hooked!"
Tianji Daoren smiled slightly, throwing the fish onto the shore:
"Fresh live fish are the most delicious. Among my disciples, you have the best skills, so don't waste this rare ingredient."
Chang Songzi caught the live fish, staring blankly at the smile on his teacher's face, and his heart chilled for some reason.
Could it be that he foresaw this scene as well?
.......
Qingzhou, Yanting City, a room on the third floor of the Tongyue Inn.
"I...I, I'm bald?!"
Sa Wuling looked at the 'himself' in the bronze mirror with no hair on his head, beard completely gone, and even his eyebrows missing, and was completely dumbfounded.
In an instant, he became a little exasperated:
"Master Hand, you, you come out?! How did I become like this?!"
He had never heard that practicing gongfu could make one lose their hair.
This was too outrageous!
Not only his hair, beard, and eyebrows, but he could even feel a cool, rubbing sensation in his crotch. Down there, it was bald too!
"Truly blessed by the heavens. In just two years, you've already cultivated to the 'Descending White Tiger' realm. This Taiji Perception Scripture is truly extraordinary..."
Mu Longcheng naturally noticed this scene, sensing Sa Wuling's state through his palm, and couldn't help but be a little surprised.
Hair is the tip of blood qi. Cultivating to the Descending White Tiger realm allows one to shed their hair, lock their aura, and prevent leakage. This was already the realm of a terrestrial immortal in ancient times on Xuanxing.
In just two years, an old fellow with relaxed bones had actually reached this level.
Even he was slightly astonished.
"What White Tiger or not? How can practicing gongfu lead to this? My teacher didn't lose his hair, so how did I even lose my eyebrows?"
Sa Wuling's face turned green.
Under the guidance of this 'Master Hand,' his cultivation could be said to have advanced by leaps and bounds. He was now able to integrate his body's qi field, just one step away from completely condensing the Qi Seed.
Moreover, his physique was extremely strong, and he had rejuvenated as if he had become thirty or forty years younger.
But who would have thought that he would lose all his hair overnight?
"A few hairs are nothing. What does it matter? Once you are a little more familiar with it, growing thick black hair all over your body will only be a matter of thought!"
Mu Longcheng remained unmoved:
"Your teacher's physique is much more terrifying than you can imagine..."
After nearly two years of pondering and research,
Mu Longcheng had to admit that this Taiji Perception Scripture was the most powerful cultivation method he had ever seen. Although the entry threshold was terrifyingly high, its power was extremely strong.
Once the Qi Seed was condensed, the control over the physical body would be deeply ingrained and precise to the level of every cell.
A Visage God Realm expert can initially control genes, guiding their evolutionary transformation, but compared to such methods, it is far inferior.
Cells can be strengthened, how terrifying is this?
The human body has sixty trillion cells. If each cell can be strengthened, what a shocking physique would the sum total be?
Perhaps a mere physique could already move mountains and overturn seas.
He found it hard to imagine what height An Qi Sheng's physique had reached at this time.
"Teacher's physique is terrifying?"
Sa Wuling was slightly startled, and An Qi Sheng's figure appeared in his mind.
His teacher's cultivation was unfathomable, with sword light arising at a flick of his fingers. His Dao techniques must be extremely superb, but his physique...
With such superb Dao techniques, could he still nurture a strong physique?
"Far more terrifying than you can imagine. If someone thinks he only knows Dao techniques, the consequences..."
Mu Longcheng replied indifferently.
Through this Taiji Perception Scripture, he was already able to imagine the scene after the evolution of this technique.
Cell-level control, the strengthening and tempering of the Qi Seed with the magnetic field of heaven and earth, what earth-shattering effects could it produce?
Not to mention An Qi Sheng, but the hand he controlled, to be precise, one of his fingers, had completely replaced its cells!
As long as he was not crushed to pieces, he was confident that he could save Sa Wuling's life.
This was why Sa Wuling could reach this level in just over a year due to the spread of cells.
This was just the beginning, what if it went further?
Could it achieve the effect of limb regeneration and longevity?
Not to mention more, five hundred years could definitely be achieved.
If he went a step further and imprinted his soul light and life information on every cell, would he be able to achieve rebirth from a drop of blood?
Limb regeneration and rebirth from a drop of blood were just his conjectures, limited by Sa Wuling's current progress and unable to be implemented.
But that An Qi Sheng had probably already reached this point.
He just didn't know if he had reached limb regeneration or rebirth from a drop of blood.
If it was the former, it would be fine, but if it was the latter...
"Is teacher really that powerful..."
Sa Wuling muttered to himself.
As his physique rejuvenated, his mind was also cleansed, becoming lively and full of vigor.
"You can now try to truly condense the Qi Seed. Once the Qi Seed is formed, the so-called Destiny Realm cultivators in this world will not be your opponents at all."
Mu Longcheng spoke again:
"It's time for you to do what you promised me, which is to look for other cultivation classics."
The Huangtian Realm is, after all, a great world with a history of ten thousand years, and its area is hundreds of times larger than Xuanxing. Even if there are not many cultivators in each generation, the accumulated experience should not be underestimated.
This was exactly what he needed.
The more shocked he was by the power of the Taiji Perception Scripture, the more he wanted to create his own technique.
It was just a pity that the cultivation classics of the Huangtian Realm were too rare, and the gains along the way could be said to be few and far between.
"The Qi Seed is condensed, and cultivators in the Destiny Realm are not my opponents?"
Sa Wuling was a little horrified, this was a bit terrifying.
Which of those Destiny Realm cultivators hadn't cultivated for decades? He had surpassed them in less than two years?
It was a bit too magical.
"With this Taiji Perception Scripture and my guidance, even a pig wouldn't be much worse than you at this time."
Mu Longcheng said coldly:
"That Qingdu City is said to be holding some kind of Myriad Dharma Assembly, with many cultivators attending. It's your chance. Don't be afraid, with me here, even if you are the enemy of the world, I can take you away safely."
Mu Longcheng was not speaking without purpose.
Limited by Sa Wuling's realm and physique, he could not cultivate the limb regeneration and rebirth from a drop of blood that he had envisioned, but the hand he was in, to be precise, one of his fingers, had completely replaced its cells.
As long as he was not crushed to pieces, he was confident that he could protect Sa Wuling's life.
"How could I be the enemy of the world..."
Sa Wuling's mouth twitched, not feeling a trace of emotion.
Am I crazy to want to be the enemy of the world?
Mu Longcheng was too lazy to say more, slowly falling into silence, deducing the higher realms of this Taiji Perception Scripture, leaving only three words:
"I'll help you."
"......."
Sa Wuling was speechless, and the thought of chopping off his hand rose in his heart again.
What the hell do you mean, you'll help me.
Do I need you to help me become the enemy of the world?
But he slandered in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it, for fear of receiving a slap in the face.
He could only sigh, bending down to pick up the fallen hair one by one. The hair didn't matter, he could cover it with a hat, even if he didn't wear one.
Eyebrows, it was really uncomfortable without them.
After a while, Sa Wuling glued on his eyebrows, put on a hood, and went out.
He had no interest in participating in the Myriad Dharma Assembly, but he couldn't refuse when his teacher asked him to go to Qingdu City.
However, the teacher asked him to go to Qingdu, could it be that...
Sa Wuling thought about nothing and headed towards Qingdu. Yanting City belonged to Qingzhou and was very close to Qingdu, only eight hundred li away.
With his current pace, without using the Armor Horse Technique, he would be almost there just after noon.
From afar, Sa Wuling saw the towering city walls of Qingdu City.
Big!
Huge!
In the past two years, he had traveled across more than a dozen major states and passed through countless cities. Sa Wuling's knowledge had grown a lot compared to before.
But he was still somewhat shocked to see Qingdu City at this time.
Qingdu lay on a plain, with tall and long city walls stretching endlessly from east to west, occupying an unknown number of li. From afar, it looked like mountains piled together, which was magnificent.
The eight wide official roads were like eight gray dragons, swallowed by the wide 'mouth' of Qingdu City.
The majestic city stood between heaven and earth, its mouth open, swallowing the flow of people from all directions.
Qingdu City was not only the center of the Da Qing Dynasty but also the number one majestic city in the world, gathering heroes from countless states and prefectures from all over the world.
The number of merchants coming and going every day was quite large.
Dozens of miles away from Qingdu City, the flow of people had already become vast and mighty.
Sa Wuling had good eyesight and could see at a glance that there were many people with magical power in the crowd. However, they were all very low-key, either riding in carriages or walking like him.
Sa Wuling was thinking about things when his heart suddenly stirred, and he raised his palm.
Pa!
A slap falling behind him was just blocked by him.
He had experienced many battles along the way, not to say that they were bloody storms, but he was very sensitive to others' attacks.
"It's not very ethical to attack people from behind, is it?"
Sa Wuling turned around slowly, his tone not very good.
Turning around, Sa Wuling was slightly stunned when he saw the person.
This was a mysterious person wearing a one-piece black cloak, wrapped even more tightly than him, with his face hidden in the shadows.
As he spoke, the cloaked man raised his head, and two ghost fires seemed to be burning in the shadows:
"Sa Wuling, I have been waiting for you for a long time."