Chapter 6: The Red Luan Scripture ()

The next day, at dawn.

Mr. Zhong slept on the withered leaves in the forest. At his neck, a long sword was pointed at his throat, trembling and trembling. The owner of the long sword was the Purple Smoked Fairy.

At dawn, Fairy Zixun woke up first. After waking up, she found herself in the arms of an old man, feeling the pain in her lower body. Fairy Zixun quickly put on her clothes, took out a long sword from her hand, and pointed it at the old man's throat.

Until now, Fairy Zixun still doesn't know the name of this man. Fairy Zixun bit her lower lip with her teeth, tears streaming down her eyes involuntarily. The initial panic has disappeared, and she points her long sword at the old man, hesitating whether to stab him or not?

After all, Fairy Zixun couldn't stop and took a closer look. This person has poor bones and no future in cultivation. Perhaps, perhaps not long after, he will die. If he dies, let him die on his own. Ordinary people have a short lifespan, so they won't be dead for long. Besides, he was still trying to save himself before.

Zixun Fairy took a deep look at the old man, stepped on him, and a purple cloud flew up carrying Zixun Fairy.

Looking back, for some unknown reason, as Fairy Zixun waved her hand, Old Master Zhong's clothes covered him. In the distance around Old Master Zhong, a large amount of gravel was suddenly moved by Fairy Zixun, forming a small formation that could prevent poisonous insects, snakes, and ants. Fairy Zixun didn't know why she did this. In Fairy Zixun's heart, she would never see this person again. If he were bitten to death by poisonous insects and beasts, wouldn't it be better? Why, why do we still need to help him?

With a complicated mood, soon the Purple Smoked Fairy disappeared into the vast sea of clouds.

After sleeping until the next afternoon, Mr. Zhong woke up and suddenly found himself naked. He was shocked and quickly put on his clothes. Seeing a trace of blood on his lower body, Mr. Zhong frowned and immediately recalled everything before.

Purple smoke fairy?

Yiren has disappeared, and Mr. Zhong has also tidied up his mood. However, regarding the Purple Smoked Fairy, Mr. Zhong's heart is filled with strangeness. Kaiyang Sect, why is it so coincidental?

After getting dressed, I picked up the dragon head cane. Fortunately, the cane was still there. I gently twisted the dragon head, and within the dragon's mouth, my precious treasure, the red bead, immediately appeared.

Put it away, and Mr. Zhong immediately looked around. There was a mess around his feet, but not far away was a broken knife?

Broken knife? Mr. Zhong immediately walked over, thinking that the Purple Smoked Fairy did not pay close attention to the broken knife. One was unwilling in her heart, and the other was that the knife was broken.

The Heavenly Thunder Fire burned the Red Luan Demon to ashes, but this sword only broke?

Mr. Zhong carefully studied it, but he didn't believe it. This ancestral sword was just a symbolic item.

Being able to block thunder and fire, it's obvious that the material must be exceptionally strong. Therefore, keeping it for future smelting may allow for the creation of other treasures. However, what Mr. Zhong doesn't know is that being able to block the thunder and fire was actually an internal formation, but if the knife breaks, the formation will also be destroyed, and the knife will be of little use.

Looking inch by inch, finally at the handle of the knife, Mr. Zhong saw the material of the handle, as if wrapped in some kind of animal skin. On the animal skin, there are two very beautiful words' Red Luan 'printed.

Gently, Mr. Zhong began to sharpen the small dagger in his pocket. For this traditional sword, in the Hongluan Sect, it is just a symbol of inheritance. Who would destroy it like Mr. Zhong did?

Slowly, a hint of surprise flashed in Mr. Zhong's eyes. His small dagger was not a simple item, but one of his treasured treasures. Surprisingly, after half a day of carving, only a small hole was made?

Mr. Zhong patiently shaved it, and after two hours, he finally peeled off the animal skin.

Internally, wrapped in a scarf?

Silk scarf? Mr. Zhong was overjoyed and found the treasure.

Unfold the scarf immediately. There are many tiny words densely written on it.

For today, Mr. Zhong has already learned many different fonts. Natural recognition.

Red Luan Scripture

The Red Luan Scripture?

Mr. Zhong looked at the first four words with surprise, followed by a content of about 80000 words.

Seeing this scene, Mr. Zhong's heart skipped a beat. The secret code, this is the secret code. I don't know how much I paid for it in the past, but I never expected it to appear at this moment.

Mr. Zhong has reached his congenital period and his memory is still amazing. With over 80000 words, he found a valley and spent three days memorizing them all. Then, he spent another three days memorizing them repeatedly, afraid of forgetting. Mr. Zhong even spent five days memorizing them from the end to the beginning, and for another three days, repeatedly memorizing them. He memorized them all deeply, facing forward and backward, and only then did Mr. Zhong burn them with a fire.

The Red Luan Scripture is an supreme secret technique. It is not a secret to practice, but a supreme secret technique for cultivating the power of the eyebrows and the heart. What is the power of the mind?

Mr. Zhong is not sure how important the power of recitation is, but he also knows from it that the original Red Luan Sect's cultivation techniques were not based on this Red Luan Scripture. It was only because this Red Luan Scripture was so magical that the sect was named after it. Moreover, Mr. Zhong did not know that the successive masters of the Red Luan Sect only knew half of the Red Luan Scripture.

Looking at the pile of silk scarf ashes, Mr. Zhong buried the ancestral sword on the spot. Everything must be done with caution.

Then, Mr. Zhong quickly returned to the manor with the help of a dragon head cane.

After explaining the matter of the butler, Mr. Zhong also returned to the land of Da Kun by train from underground.

In the Zhong Mansion, Mr. Zhong broke through and returned with a face that turned forty years old, which amazed everyone. He was born into a martial artist, a legendary name that quickly jumped into the hearts of all the servants and adopted sons. Has Mr. Zhong reached his congenital period?

However, the eight adopted sons disappeared, but no one dared to ask.

Inside the Zhong Mansion, Mr. Zhong sits cross legged in the practice room.

The Red Luan Scripture has a total of twelve layers, and Mr. Zhong is refining the first layer, causing evil.

According to that method, Mr. Zhong stayed in the Zhong mansion for two months and finally completed the so-called "rising of evil spirits". In the first instance, Mr. Zhong sat cross legged, with a faint red mist floating in his palm.

Red Luan Mist, the Number One Medicine in the World? Mr. Zhong watched the scene with a hint of strangeness in his eyes.

With a flick of his hand, the mist of the Red Luan disappeared, but at the center of Mr. Zhong's brow, there was a sense of fullness and lightness. According to the description of the Red Luan Scripture, Mr. Zhong could slowly see a small space at the center of his brow.

In the small space, waves of pink transparent energy gently rotate inside. This energy seems intangible and tangible, very strange. With gentle control, Mr. Zhong uses this pink transparent energy to gently probe his body, but it seems like he can penetrate objects and see his meridians inside his body.

Divine consciousness? Mr. Zhong was surprised to think of a faint shadow in his memory. No, it's not divine consciousness, it's psychic power. But what's the difference between psychic power and divine consciousness?

Mr. Zhong couldn't figure it out, so he had to think about it slowly in the future. He knew that with just a little bit of true energy mixed with this pink psychic power, it would turn into a mist of red phoenix.

This psychic power is very, very magical.

Suppressing the excitement and joy in his heart, Mr. Zhong also stood up gently. The Red Luan Scripture, the first level of refinement is the best, and the rest will become increasingly difficult. In a short period of time, it is absolutely impossible to practice. Now, mental power is only secondary, and the most important thing is the cultivation technique in the innate stage.

Gently, Mr. Zhong lifted the cushion and looked at the bricks and stones under it, slowly lifting them up to reveal a small hidden compartment.

There is a small purple wooden box in the dark compartment.

Carefully take out the small purple wooden box, wipe it with your sleeve, and then slowly open it. Inside, there is a small jade piece with colorful flowing light, indicating that there is a restriction on the jade piece. Only special methods can break the internal restriction. Otherwise, forcibly breaking it will only destroy the things stored inside the jade piece.

Next to it is a white cloth, on which many routes have been taken, as well as some mountain and river maps. This is a map, although Mr. Zhong has deeply engraved it in his heart, he still drew it very carefully at the beginning.

Mr. Zhong still remembers the person who gave him the jade pieces back then. That is a gray robed man with somewhat disheveled hair.

Now, many people are chasing me, and I can't escape. Hand over this jade piece to the head of Kaiyang Sect, and he will agree to your easy request, "the gray robe said urgently.

Can I join the sect of Kaiyang Sect? "Zhong Shan urgently asked.

Taking a deep look at Zhongshan, the gray robed man said, "As long as you reach the congenital stage, you will definitely be able to

Address "Zhong Shan's eyes lit up and he urgently asked.

I saw the gray robed man slap the ground and print the route to Kaiyang Sect on the soil, which is the white cloth pattern copied by Mr. Zhong.

After finishing everything, the gray robed man flew up into the sky and disappeared in front of Zhongshan. At the same time, Zhongshan saw more than ten rays of light in the sky, shooting in one direction.

Looking at the small jade piece in his hand again, a hint of excitement flashed in Old Zhong's eyes. In his congenital stage, he must be able to worship under the Kaiyang Sect.