"Gaozu slashed the snake, King Liang sacrificed the dragon, my acupuncture technique caused a different phase when His Majesty worshiped the ancestor, Feng Xize must have something strange."

The night is as dark as ink, and the new emperor has temporarily lived in Suiyang City, and is about to leave for Chang'an after sacrificing to Gaozu Temple and Liangwang Temple.

Zhang Xuezhou also took advantage of the sky to fly high and ran back to the place where Feng Xize worshiped his ancestors again.

The earth has warmed up in spring, but there is still a cold wind howling at night.

There was no one in Fengxize at this time, and there were few traces of birds and beasts.

Stepping on the place where the ancestors were worshiped before the new emperor again, Zhang Xuezhou took out the feather lighting of the Golden Crow Emperor, and he couldn't help but go back and forth to investigate.

After the new emperor took the sword, he also searched back and forth in this area, but found nothing.

Zhang Xuezhou is the same at this time.

Even if he searched back and forth carefully, he never saw anything hidden.

This made Zhang Xuezhou try feng shui acupoint exploration and then try to promote acupoint fixing.

The feeling of no reaction came to his heart, and Zhang Xuezhou began to imitate the words of the new emperor.

His current memory is really good, not to mention that the new emperor recites it twice or three times, even if the other party recites it once, Zhang Xuezhou can clearly repeat it.

After learning the pseudo-technical ability of the voice, Zhang Xuezhou can even imitate the voice of the new emperor to eighty percent similarity.

"I just didn't have a sword!"

Zhang Xuezhou looked at the Qingyan wooden staff in his hand, and he could only use these limited conditions.

In the voice of Nian Nian, Zhang Xuezhou inevitably stepped on the position where the new emperor was at the beginning, and there was a place where the earth was soaring.

"The emperor's recitation is recognized, and I should be able to get through the trick when I recite, this feng shui cave ......"

Zhang Xuezhou chattered in his heart, but he didn't stop reading.

When he raised his leg and stepped on it, a slight roar came from the ground, and a faint light like geomagnetic light suddenly reappeared.

Zhang Xuezhou hadn't jumped up yet, but felt that the soles of his feet were empty, and he had stepped on a turbid water.

When the sense of familiarity came, Zhang Xuezhou's eyelids couldn't help blinking.

After a few years, he saw the water of the Yellow Spring again.

The land is still the same land, but a tunnel with the water of the Yellow Spring has also appeared.

Zhang Xuezhou looked at it for a while, and when he saw that he was carrying the ring of control of the law taken out of the tomb of King Liang, and then looked at the yellow spring water that would be difficult to invade him for a while and a half, Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but pinch a trick to avoid water, and then jumped down.

It was like jumping into a waterhole, and it was difficult to see the surroundings clearly, but Zhang Xuezhou was able to find a passage almost one zhang wide to accommodate him.

Relying on the ring of controlling the law and the trick of avoiding water, Zhang Xuezhou was also bold to move forward at this time.

He vaguely sensed that this was the opportunity to practice the art of movement.

This is not to say that he can't practice the art in other places, but it is likely that the effect of practicing the art here is probably better, and he can also sharpen the knife without making a mistake in chopping wood.

But what kind of opportunity is needed to start the practice of movement, Zhang Xuezhou is not sure in his heart.

On the way to practice the arts, Zhang Xuezhou did not have a teacher to teach, and completely relied on the content of the ancient books that were patched together, plus Dong Zhongshu's half-understanding explanation.

It's like an elementary school student learning to drive, looking around for a vehicle that suits his body type, and whether he can drive on the road after finding a vehicle is another matter.

Zhang Xuezhou was also looking for it at this time.

Relying on the Ring of Law Control, the water avoidance trick he released was extremely effective, and after groping and moving forward, Zhang Xuezhou had already stepped into an underground cavity and dry place.

Yellow spring water wafts back and forth in this small space, and it is constantly entangled.

If you rely on cultivation or magic to rush into the Yellow Spring Water, this is a good place to rest.

"Longhua Huangquan Yan is the appearance of the great vein, but it is hateful that our cultivation is shallow, and it is difficult to move forward to find out!"

When Zhang Xuezhou lit the golden black feather to check the situation, he saw traces of his fingers writing on the ground.

He read it again, and felt that the handwriting was somewhat familiar.

After paying attention to it for dozens of seconds, Zhang Xuezhou remembered that when he learned calligraphy, he had also compared this kind of handwriting.

"When did Hiroku come here?"

"He knew at the time that I was trapped in the tomb of King Liang, but he was not kind enough to cross thousands of miles to help!"

"You cultivate...... It seems that his self-only realm cultivation is also insufficient, and it is difficult to resist the invading power of the Yellow Spring Water. ”

Zhang Xuezhou thought about the cultivation of the self-only realm that Hong's hard work and leap into before he stepped in, but he felt that the other party's ability to cross the yellow spring water was far less easy than his holding King Liang's law control ring.

It took a lot of effort to enter here, and then it was difficult to move forward, and Hongku should have been extremely unwilling to leave this kind of handwriting in his heart.

"Mr. Hongku really takes care of the students!"

Zhang Xuezhou looked at the familiar text, and then looked at the vertical and horizontal lines that seemed to be scribbled below.

After studying for a while, Zhang Xuezhou figured out that this should be the route that Honghard guessed, and judged that it was difficult for him to reach his destination through this route, and finally had to leave here.

Between the lines and outlines, it is like a dying and struggling dragon, and Zhang Xuezhou is at the place where the kneecap of the dragon's foot is bent at this time.

If you touch it around along the yellow spring water, Zhang Xuezhou doesn't know how long it will take to notice it, or leave with nothing.

At this time, with Hongku's deference pointing, he couldn't help but look at the place where the dragon's head was.

The head is the head, and it is also the place where the two bridges connect heaven and earth, and if there is a feng shui hole here, the dragon's head is the most likely location.

Zhang Xuezhou calculated the distance according to the ratio, and couldn't help but take a deep breath to adjust his mana, striving to step into the dragon head position at one time.

"King Liang is also a good person!"

Zhang Xuezhou praised the bitterness, and inevitably praised the king of Liang who led the yellow spring water to build the tomb.

If there is no big array of the other party to pull Huang Quan to keep the big pulse here orderly, the mess can only be lucky.

King Liang arranged the formation for traction, and Hongku had guidance and guidance, Zhang Xuezhou only felt that these two were nobles.

If he can take the opportunity to practice the art of movement, Zhang Xuezhou feels that he will give King Liang three sticks of incense in the future, and he will be a little more affectionate after seeing Hongku.

He judged the direction and stepped into the yellow spring again.

Compared with the previous groping forward, at this time he set the direction and had a clear direction, Zhang Xuezhou stumbled and shuttled in the yellow spring water.

The more he walked in the direction of the dragon's head, the more he realized the thinness of the yellow spring water.

This is like the source of a great river, and the further you go to the source, the finer the water source becomes.

When the yellow spring water turned into a drifting mist, Zhang Xuezhou felt that he had stepped on the dragon's backbone.

The soil layer and the mist of the yellow spring water are intertwined back and forth, and Zhang Xuezhou seems to be stepping on the silt when he walks.

When he touched it, the feathers of the Peacock Ming King were also held into the palm of his hand.

The water avoidance trick used to separate the water flow stopped, and Zhang Xuezhou also converted to a dust avoidance trick.

He drilled forward, only to feel that the feeling of silt had turned into a feeling of stagnation like crossing the current.

The dust avoidance technique is not an earth escape technique, and it is difficult to do earth escape, but the peacock Daming King feather, which he rarely uses, has an ability similar to the primary earth escape technique, even if Zhang Xuezhou does not cast a spell, he can slowly move in the soil.

At this time, with the help of dust avoidance, Zhang Xuezhou only felt that walking in this kind of area was like walking.

He had walked no more than two hundred meters before he felt his body leap out of his body, and then he had stepped on a cyan rock.

"It turns out that the starting point of King Liang's formation is here!"

Thinking that King Liang's luck turned into a white dragon, and his strength was almost completely superior to that of Emperor Jing and King Huainan, Zhang Xuezhou vaguely sensed in his heart that the opportunity for the other party's cultivation technique was also here.

King Liang was not the first, and before that there was Emperor Gaozu.

The bigwigs also took the biggest advantage from the front, and Zhang Xuezhou could only pick up some scraps when he entered this place.

But even if it is a cold leftover, this is also the leftover material after Emperor Gaozu and King Liang used it.

The big guy eats meat, and Zhang Xuezhou can also drink soup at this time.

For him, who is not the emperor of the Han Dynasty, this may be the best place for practitioners to practice martial arts at the moment.