Chapter 112 Taixu Jing, Taiyuan Dragon Sword Dance

Tick-tock——

The cold rain slapped on his face, and Miao Luan's thoughts gradually became clear.

She managed to raise her head and looked at the boy in front of her who looked to be only fourteen or fifteen years old, and she quickly recognized him:

"Are you...Chu Zheng? Why are you here?"

After a moment, she looked slightly startled, and after noticing the energy in Chu Zheng's body, a hint of disbelief suddenly flashed in her eyes:

"Have you entered Taoism?!"

Before she finished speaking, she curled up into a ball due to the severe pain in her dantian, gasping for air. The cold sweat from her brow mixed with the rain and soaked into the muddy puddles under her body.

But the pain in his body was far less than the shock in his heart.

Regarding the information about Chu Zheng, Taixu Holy Land had already sent her a message. The person in front of her had entered the Immortal Path for less than a year, but now he had already entered the Dao!

This is so unbelievable that even if you look through the entire existing ancient history of Cangyun Realm, you cannot find such a person.

Super-grade immortal bones definitely don't have this speed. Chu Zheng must have some unknown special physique, and even Tianjun reincarnated and rebuilt.

Otherwise, Chu Zheng's abnormal cultivation speed cannot be explained at all.

"If you don't have anything to buy your own life, you can prepare for the next life in advance."

Chu Zheng's tone was calm, and his weapon of suppressing immortality slowly moved up to press Miao Luan's eyebrows.

With one move of his mace, he could make Miao Luan completely disappear from this world, his body and spirit destroyed.

"what do you want?"

Miao Luan tried his best to keep his mind calm and said slowly: "Spiritual stones? Pills? Or magical weapons? I can give you whatever I have."

"You have nothing now."

Chu Zheng shook his head and denied Miao Luan's words, then reached out and took off the silver ring on her wrist.

[Glazed Jade Ring (Level 3): A space magic weapon that contains the universe. The refining technique is quite exquisite. It is engraved with two magic circles and has the effect of 'gathering spirits' and 'avoiding dust'. 】

Chu Zheng used his spiritual thoughts to glance at it. As a true successor of the Taixu Holy Land, Miao Luan's net worth did not appear to be very wealthy, but relatively speaking, it seemed a little poor.

One high-grade magic weapon, two medium-grade magic weapons, and several pills. The total spiritual stones are only about 100,000 low-grade spiritual stones. When converted into high-grade spiritual stones, it is less than a thousand.

As expected, Chu Zheng did not find any traces of any secret techniques. Obviously, the Secret Code of the Zhen Sect in the Taixu Holy Land is also a method for becoming an immortal. Like the Taixuan Divine Fire Scripture, it requires the use of a jade tablet to transmit the skills.

Miao Luan was keenly aware of the flash of disappointment on Chu Zheng's face, and his heart felt cold for a moment.

After a brief inventory, Chu Zheng looked at Miao Luan again and reminded:

"The things on your body are already my trophies, including the clothes you are wearing now, which are also mine. What I want now is the things in your head."

Today, it can be said that Miao Luan caused a lot of trouble for Chu Zheng. If it hadn't rained today, he would have to use a lot of means to escape from so many Ningbo monks, let alone fight back.

At least he had to find a way to make up for his losses.

"You want Taixu Jing?!"

Miao Luan's expression changed slightly, and she instantly understood what Chu Zheng meant. The most valuable thing in her mind was the secret book of the Zhen Sect in Taixu Holy Land. After realizing it, she couldn't help but wonder:

"You already have the Taixuan Shenhuo Sutra, so what's the use of the Taixu Sutra?"

"Recite it and I'll listen."

Chu Zheng had no intention of explaining to Miao Luan, so he took out a jade talisman and prepared to start recording.

He was not worried about Miao Luan cheating at all. Whether it was true or false, the panel would naturally tell him the answer.

Seeing this, Miao Luan did not struggle and directly began to recite the opening verse of the Taixu Sutra:

"For those who are too weak, the Qi travels all over the world, misty and uncertain. All things in the world are only water, which has no permanent shape. Cultivation is like walking along the water, so hardness can be seen in softness. It should be like a mighty flowing cloud, rushing forward bravely..."

If she didn't heal her injuries as soon as possible, even if Chu Zheng didn't kill her, she would be seriously injured and die. Even if she didn't die, it would leave hidden dangers for her future practice.

She doesn't want to die here yet. Her journey to immortality has just begun. If she is buried here, she will never die in peace.

Miao Luanqiang took a deep breath and read for a moment before stopping.

[Taixu Sutra (eighth level/incomplete): The Taixu Holy Land Sect's secret book is very suitable for water monks to practice. If you practice to the extreme, you can become a true immortal. With your current ability, it cannot be repaired. 】

"Gone?"

Looking at the prompts given on the panel, Chu Zheng frowned slightly. The techniques reported by Miao Luan only reached the Tongxuan Secret Realm, and the subsequent two levels of immortality techniques were not disclosed at all.

"The part I can access is only up to this point. This is the case for all true stories."

Miao Luan nodded with some difficulty and asked with a pale face: "Is this enough to buy my life?"

Hearing this, Chu Zheng fell into deep thought.

For repair panels, the seventh level seems to be a threshold that blocks many things.

This is true for the Taixu Sutra, and so is the incomplete fairy bone found in the ancient battlefield. After the grade exceeds the seventh level, it seems to be completely different from the previous repairs, and there are great limitations.

After pondering for a long time, Chu Zheng came back to his senses, put away the jade token in his hand, nodded and said: "This thing is enough to exchange for your life."

Before Miao Luan's face showed joy, Chu Zheng spoke again:

"You owe me three lives in total, which is enough to buy you one life. Now you still owe me two lives."

Miao Luan's face froze and his voice trembled: "Why do I owe you so much?"

Chu Zheng has always been a reasonable person, and his words were not meant to deceive Miao Luan into a difficult situation.

He immediately stretched out his hand, clasped his fingers, and began to sort out Miao Luan's thoughts:

"You came here today. You should have died at the hands of those monks. I took action to save you. This is one of them."

"Secondly, you caused me trouble, and I repaid you with kindness. Not only did I save you, but I also helped you kill those monks. This is my second life."

"Third..."

Speaking of this, Chu Zheng looked slightly cold:

"A few days ago, you did something to the inner elixir, but I didn't kill you. This is your third life."

Miao Luan was stunned for a while after hearing this. After she came back to her senses, she looked around and looked at the courtyard that had become a ruins. The expression on her face became more and more exciting.

Before she fell into coma, she was already a little confused. It was only at this moment that she suddenly realized that Chu Zheng and the great alchemy master were the same person.

With such great cultivation and such profound attainments in alchemy, Miao Luan was becoming more and more suspicious at this moment. The man in front of him was an old monster who had lived for who knows how long.

After being silent for a long while, Miao Luan spoke in a deep voice:

"I am alone now, with only this broken body left. If you want to compensate me, I..."

"I'm already married, and besides..."

Before Miao Luan finished speaking, Chu Zheng shook his head repeatedly, then looked Miao Luan up and down for a while, and said slowly:

"Do you think I can eat anything?"

After hearing the words, Miao Luan tightened his palms, dug his fingertips deeply into the mud, and gritted his silver teeth, making a squeaking sound.

She tried her best to calm down her thoughts, and after taking a deep breath for a while, she fell into deep thought again.

After a while, Miao Luan spoke again: "Apart from the Taixu Sutra, I only have one Taiyuan Dragon Sword Dance left to teach you."

"Taiyuan Dragon Sword Dance?"

Upon hearing this name, Chu Zheng's eyes suddenly narrowed.