Chapter 1162 Fusion of Third Life Memories
"Are you really going back to the Blood God Cult?"
Huang Yanchen's voice sounded behind Zhang Ruochen.
"Yes." Zhang Ruochen said.
Huang Yanchen walked to Zhang Ruochen's side, exuding a faint fragrance, and said: "With the leader missing, the Blood God Cult will definitely be in chaos. Those ambitious older people will definitely want to sit on the position of the leader. The first person they will eliminate is the Son of God who has the right to inherit the leader, that is, you."
"I know."
Zhang Ruochen smiled and said, "But I have no choice, I must stay. If the Blood God Cult is controlled by the Undead Blood Clan, then the entire Tiantai Province will be in chaos, and even the entire Central Region will be in turmoil."
"Back then, my father led the human race and paid a terrible price to drive the Undead Blood Clan overseas. Now that my father is gone, the Undead Blood Clan has made a comeback. No matter what, I have to do my part. Even if I can't turn the tide, I have to kill a few of their minions first."
Huang Yanchen pursed his lips and said, "Since you have made a decision, then I will definitely do my best to help you."
"Have you contacted Qing Mo?" Zhang Ruochen asked.
Huang Yanchen nodded and said, "I received Qing Mo's communication talisman. They have returned to Kunlun Realm and are heading towards the Blood God Cult."
Zhang Ruochen gently patted Huang Yanchen's shoulders and smiled, "During this period, you should practice in the world of the scroll and strive to successfully pass the third quasi-saint calamity."? "I will definitely practice to the saint realm as soon as possible to help you kill the lurkers of the Undead Blood Clan. We must never let them disturb the Central Region." Huang Yanchen said.
After Huang Yanchen's retreat, Zhang Ruochen came to the bottom of the Heaven-Connecting Divine Tree, sat cross-legged on the ground, took out the "Secret Book of Time and Space", and turned to the page that recorded the third level of the Time Sword Technique, "Twelve Hour Sword Technique".
On the silver paper, there were twelve small figures, arranged in a circle.
"There are twelve hours in a day, namely, Zi, Chou, Yin, Mao, Chen, Si, Wu, Wei, Shen, You, Xin, and Hai. Each hour corresponds to a sword technique."
When the time sword technique reaches the third level, it becomes even more wonderful. One must have a strong mental power, extraordinary comprehension, and a strong will to comprehend the exquisiteness of the sword technique.
Zhang Ruochen separated a mental power and applied it to the pattern.
"Wow--"
Twelve small figures, all of them seemed to come alive, stood up from the paper, and performed sword techniques vividly.
When fighting with the Holy Soul Clone of the Blood God Cult leader, Zhang Ruochen comprehended some of the truths of the twelve-hour sword technique.
In this way, he read the sword manual again and soon immersed himself in it.
"Zi Jian."
Zhang Ruochen closed his eyes and performed the first sword of the twelve-hour sword technique as if he was intoxicated.
Gradually, the time rules within dozens of miles around Zhang Ruochen became disordered, the sky was dark, and the wind was cold, as if it was midnight.
"Ugly sword."
The sword turned, and the sword path became wide and wide.
Where the sword energy slashed, the flow of time was fast and slow, and it was unpredictable.
Looking from a distance, the wind and clouds under the tree of the sky-reaching sacred tree changed color, sometimes the sky was dark, sometimes the light was brilliant, and thousands of sword beams intertwined together. Even the creatures in the holy realm did not dare to approach easily.
After practicing the twelve-hour sword method three times in a row, Zhang Ruochen felt that he had practiced the sword for three days. The holy energy in his body was consumed for most of the day, and sweat was all over his body.
"It consumes too much holy energy. Every time I cast a sword, it seems to be performing several holy techniques." Zhang Ruochen said secretly.
The time sword method is too profound. Zhang Ruochen has only mastered some of the fur of the twelve-hour sword method now, and is far from understanding all the truths.
"In the third life in the Seven Lives and Seven Deaths Diagram, I should have practiced the Twelve Hour Sword Technique. If I can now integrate the memories of the third life with the understanding of the Holy Way, my understanding of the Twelve Hour Sword Technique will definitely be able to reach a higher level." Zhang Ruochen did not think any more and immediately began to act.
Unlocking the memory seal of the third life, the memories and the understanding of the Holy Way surged towards Zhang Ruochen like a tide.
In the third life, Zhang Ruochen and Ling Feiyu had many grievances and entanglements.
In order to understand the Holy Way, Zhang Ruochen decided to practice in this life and became the strongest man in an empire. He was admired and respected by countless cultivators.
Ling Feiyu was the number one killer of the evil way, with the ultimate goal of killing Zhang Ruochen. Unfortunately, he never succeeded and was defeated by Zhang Ruochen again and again.
The grievances between the two have been entangled for a hundred years, and many things have happened. Some of them made Zhang Ruochen feel sad after integrating his memories.
"It's amazing, it's like I've really experienced one life, and I wonder what I've experienced in the remaining four lives?" Zhang Ruochen smiled.
For some reason, in Zhang Ruochen's mind, Ling Feiyu has been regarded as a close friend.
She taught Zhang Ruochen swordsmanship, and Zhang Ruochen was also her master.
She saved Zhang Ruochen, and Zhang Ruochen also saved her.
The two of them had gone through hardships together, and they had also been lifelong enemies.
Such a friendship is accumulated bit by bit over time and experience, and it can be said to be deep.
At this moment, Zhang Ruochen wanted to hold a jar of fine wine, secretly climb up to the Demon Cult's main platform, drink with her happily under the moonlit night, and talk about the three lives in the "Seven Lives and Seven Deaths". There were too many things in his heart that he wanted to say.
Zhang Ruochen couldn't help but wonder, as the head of the Moon Worshiping Demon Cult, how does she view this friendship?
"I wonder if she considers me a close friend?" Zhang Ruochen said with a smile.
In the end, Zhang Ruochen still did not merge the remaining four memories. After all, the memory of one life was enough for him to digest for a long time.
Unless his mental power becomes holy, Zhang Ruochen will consider merging the memory of the fourth life.
After merging the memory of the third life and the understanding of the holy way, Zhang Ruochen's boxing, palm, sword, and mental power have all improved to varying degrees.
Whether it is the Seven-aperture Blood Nether Palm or the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm, they have reached a more advanced realm, and the power they burst out is even more powerful.
In terms of swordsmanship, he has cultivated the sixth sword to the fourth level. Of course, there is still a long way to go before he can achieve great success.
There has also been some improvement in the strength of mental power, but it has not reached the fiftyth level and has not become a saint.
"After integrating the memories of the third life and the understanding of the Holy Way, the improvement in martial arts is not as exaggerated as in the first and second lives. As expected, in the later lives, the improvement in martial arts will become smaller and smaller." Zhang Ruochen was not disappointed. At least, the Twelve Hour Sword Technique has made considerable progress and has become one of his most important trump cards. Once it is used, it will be enough to pose a certain degree of threat to the middle-level saints. Moreover, after deepening his understanding of the Holy Way, it will be easier for Zhang Ruochen to pass the three Quasi-Saint Tribulations. "Now, I will pass the first Quasi-Saint Tribulation with a certain degree of certainty." Zhang Ruochen was preparing to pass the tribulation and reach the Quasi-Saint realm in one fell swoop. Xiao Hei rushed towards him crazily, almost knocking Zhang Ruochen to the ground, and said, "Success! Success! This emperor finally succeeded in refining the first Saint-level Blood Suppression Talisman. Haha!" "Success?" Zhang Ruochen's face also showed joy. He took the talisman from Xiao Hei's hand and observed it carefully. It was indeed a Saint-level Blood Suppression Talisman. "Great, with this Saint-level Blood Suppression Talisman, even if we encounter a Saint-level strongman from the Undead Blood Clan, we can suppress him."
Zhang Ruochen put away the Saint-level Blood Suppression Talisman and asked, "Did you only refine one?"
"It's not easy to refine one. Do you think the Saint-level Blood Suppression Talisman is a piece of cabbage?" Xiao Hei glanced at Zhang Ruochen.
"You spent two thousand drops of divine blood, and you only refined one Saint-level Blood Suppression Talisman?"
Zhang Ruochen found it hard to accept this fact. He put away his smile, and his heart was cold. He said, "Your attainments in the art of talismans are not much better than mine! If I had known earlier, I should have gone to the Ancient Prison Suppression Clan and asked the Grandmaster of the Shi Family to help me refine it."
"Even if the Grandmaster of the Art of Talismans takes action, he may not be better than this emperor."? Xiao Hei's eyes sank, and he said, "Since this emperor can refine the first Blood Suppression Talisman, then the next step will be much easier. Otherwise, you can give me another two thousand drops of divine blood, and this emperor can at least refine two Saint-level Blood Suppression Talismans for you."
One Saint-level Blood Suppression Talisman is indeed too little. If you encounter a powerful Undead Blood Clan Saint, you may not be able to suppress him.
Prepare two more on you to ensure that nothing goes wrong.
It won't be too late to go to the Ancient Prison Suppression Clan when the situation of the Blood God Cult stabilizes.
Zhang Ruochen sighed softly, and finally took out another two thousand drops of divine blood and gave them to Xiao Hei, letting it toss around.
Zhang Ruochen received a communication light talisman from Zhao Shiqi before he could overcome the first quasi-saint tribulation.
"The leader is missing, and the sect is in chaos. Today, the Elders' Council will hold an elders' meeting to elect an acting leader, and all saints and semi-saints will attend the meeting. Your Highness, the Son of God, please return to the Blood God Sect immediately after receiving the communication light talisman to prevent the undead blood clan's lurkers from becoming the acting leader."
After reading the content on the communication light talisman, Zhang Ruochen realized the seriousness of the situation, and without any hesitation, he rode a beast king and rushed back to the Blood God Sect.
"Since this is a meeting of saints and semi-saints, it is a good opportunity to use the secret method on the Blood Clan Secret Scroll to see how many undead blood clan lurkers there are."
The beast king under Zhang Ruochen, named the Three-Headed Dragon King, has been subdued by Xiao Hei, and has a beast-taming inscription engraved in its body.
The three-headed dragon king had survived two quasi-saint tribulations and was a strong man on the "Half-Saint Outer List". His body was more than 600 meters long and exuded a cold blue light.
The three-headed dragon king flew into the territory of the Blood God Cult, causing a huge shock. Some Blood God Cult disciples thought it was an attack by foreign enemies and wanted to activate the defense formation.
"Don't activate the formation yet. Look at the back of the three-headed dragon king. Is that... His Highness the Son of God?"
"When His Highness the Saint returned to the church, didn't she claim that His Highness the Son of God might have fallen in the Qinglong Ruins Realm?"
"It's really His Highness the Son of God. He's back, stepping on a dragon, so majestic!"
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When Gu Linfeng was competing for the position of the Son of God, he showed outstanding talent and was still very popular in the Blood God Cult. I don't know how many young disciples regarded him as an idol, and how many young women regarded him as their dream lover. He was definitely a first-class figure.
When Gu Linfeng returned to the church, a large number of cheering voices rang out below.
Of course, some monks showed surprised expressions and immediately engraved this news on the communication light talisman and sent the light talisman out.
Not long after, several big figures of the Blood God Cult received the communication light talisman and learned the news that Gu Linfeng had returned to the cult.