Wuxu put away the two jade slips and tokens, and went out of Taozhu Hall, only to see a group of soldiers holding weapons and fire sticks on the street, patrolling and interrogating passers-by with nervous expressions. Overhead, from time to time, there are monks holding ritual weapons, drawing brilliant colors in the dark night.

Wu Xuan returned to the inn and took out the jade slip that recorded the complete qi collection recipe, and entered it carefully. The divine consciousness receives the information quickly, and after a while, Wuxu has memorized this qi accumulation technique throughout.

This so-called qi accumulation recipe is actually based on the turtle's breath, supplemented by Taoist exercises, first to converge the breath, such as the Beiming Xuan turtle sinking in the deep sea, and later, it is necessary to converge the mind and enter the realm like the Taoist fetal breath, but the walking of the breath in the body is in accordance with the turtle clan's internal breath exercises.

In this way, in the eyes of human cultivators who are not familiar with the cultivation of demon beasts, it is indeed an excellent method for restraining aura. As for the transformation of shape, it is only faintly mentioned in the exercises that if you cultivate this qi collection technique to a high depth, you can have a great chance of changing your temperament, skin color, and even appearance.

After reading it, Wuxu felt that the entrance point was somewhat similar to the qi refining technique, which was that the first thing to do was to calm down and feel the breath of one's own body. Then he closed his eyes, ears, and nose, and his divine consciousness entered the Dharma Realm, silently feeling the flow of breath in his physical body.

Wuxu has been cultivating the Buddha all the time, taking away the Moen, and after cultivating the Dharma Realm with his divine consciousness, most of them focus on the cultivation of divine consciousness, and only occasionally cultivate the physical body with the Vajra Immortal Tibetan Method. At this moment, with the essence of refining qi, the divine sense silently observed his body, and found that the breath in his body was extremely slow, filling the meridians of the whole body, like a puddle of autumn water.

Wu Xuan slowly pulled the breath according to the exercise route given by the qi accumulation formula, and after a few cycles, he found that most of the breath gradually accumulated in several acupoints in the lower abdomen, and it was lurking, and the remaining breath, because of the operation of the exercises, seemed to be more lively than usual in the body. It's just that these breaths are scarce, and they operate on the surface of the body, which seems to be more lively than enough.

If there was a monk next to him now, he would feel that Wuxu was just a young man with strong blood and strength.

When Wuxu became familiar with the method of internal breath of the turtle clan, the little breath that had not been absorbed into the acupoints of the lower abdomen gradually calmed down.

And a body of spiritual power, with the convergence of the breath, also precipitated in the lower abdomen, which is the place of the so-called lower dantian in Taoism. However, it did not enter the lower dantian, but wrapped the lower dantian like a cloud.

Wuxu knew that this was because he was actually a Buddhist monk and had never majored in the Taoist Jindan method. I don't care, I continue to silently use the method of turtle breath, which affects the breath and spiritual power in my body. However, it is not dominated by the Taoist mind, but by the Buddhist mind.

After the night, Wuxu opened the door, his steps were vain, his breath was intermittent, and he walked out of the inn slowly. This is the first time that Wuxu has cultivated the Qi Accumulation Technique, and it has been too long, and it is a bit too much.

The bookkeeper at the front desk, looking at the figure of Wuxu in the distance, said to the young man on the side, "Ergou, don't learn like this in the future." The little guy didn't understand, the old man in the account room, reversed the pen of the bookkeeper, and knocked the little guy's forehead, "In short, don't sneak to Brother Cuixiang over there from the small door in the backyard!"

Wuxu, who was walking a hundred meters away, shook his head and smiled bitterly when he heard that the inn's tent room was best to say such a last sentence. Turning around and flashing into an alley, he adjusted his breath before walking back into the street.

Suddenly, there was a commotion ahead, and two groups of sergeants rushed over, driving the pedestrians of the street to both sides. After a while, a magnificent carriage slowly drove in front of me. At the front of the car stood a white-faced bearded eunuch, dressed in Song Dynasty costumes, bending over and whispering something to the people in the carriage. On the noisy street, I vaguely heard the old eunuch calling the person in the car "Princess Niangniang".

Wu was curious in his heart, this battle, could it be Zhang Shicheng's princess traveling?

As soon as the divine consciousness approached the screen window on the carriage, Wuxu looked at the person sitting inside him, and hurriedly withdrew his divine consciousness, and lowered his head.

I saw that a snow-white jade hand lifted the curtain slightly, and a sharp eye shot in the direction where he was standing. Fortunately, in the blink of an eye, the screen window was lowered, and the people in the car did not move.

Wuxu exhaled lightly towards the carriage that was slowly passing by: I didn't expect that the woman who was on the boat and Long Jing in the cabin that day, and wanted to exchange maple leaf red with herself, Pan Ruoxue, was Zhang Shicheng's princess, that is, Guo Min's senior sister, Lamei Fairy......

In the gorgeous carriage, a woman sitting on the other side saw Pan Ruoxue suddenly pull the curtain, gestured with her eyes, and lightly opened her lips, "Senior sister, but you have found someone with a suspicious appearance?"

Pan Ruoxue, looking at this handsome woman, her phoenix eyes turned slightly, "Sister Long, do you know that our East Sea Demon Alliance has a wolf demon who is about to transform?"

This woman is Long Jing. Just now, Wuxu only saw Pan Ruoxue leaning on his side, and when he saw that he was alarmed, he withdrew his divine sense, so he didn't see Long Jing.

Speaking of which, the reason why Pan Ruoxue and Long Jing came to Wuxi City was also because of Wuxu. Because the general defending the city of Wuxi was killed, Pan Ruxue, who wanted to take Long Jing back to Jiangping from Lihu, rushed over after receiving the report. Because of this Xue Mingming, he is not only the only general under Zhang Shicheng, but also the same door of Dongji Island, and he is the disciple of Haoran Zhenjun. In public and private, both of them have to come over to investigate.

But Long Jing, who was sitting in the carriage at the moment, saw Pan Ruoxue asking like this, knew the deep meaning, thought for a while, and shook his head, "Our East Sea Demon Alliance, although there are a few wolf demons who can transform into human forms, but there is no one who can mix in the street market during the day, and it is no different from everyone." Then he exclaimed, "It seems that the wolf demon has been transformed, and there is only one wolf king in the northwest." Could it be that Senior Sister saw him?"

This Northwest Wolf King is the wolf cultivator of the Northwest Prairie, and it is said that he has been able to successfully cultivate to the middle stage of the real person, completely transform into a human form, command the grassland wolves, and be regarded as a totem by some small tribes. It is said that if it completely erupts, it will turn into a body, with two heads and four wings and blue eyes, as fast as the wind, as fast as electricity, and at the same time spew out poisonous fire, under the true spirit, there are few opponents.

Pan Ruoxue shook her head, "I have seen the portrait of the Northwest Wolf King. The man just now did not have a wolf mark on his forehead. Moreover, the breath floats, and it seems that the cultivation is not high, but it is possible that he is carrying some kind of magic weapon such as illusion, so that he can blend in with the crowd. ”

The so-called wolf seal is the seal given by heaven and earth after the wolf king of the northwest made a tribal totem and accepted the beliefs of the tribal herdsmen. It's unique, and it can't be erased. This is something that everyone knows.

Long Jing knew that Pan Ruoxue's cultivation was not only higher than herself, but also her mind was above herself, otherwise she would not have been selected as a candidate for the marriage between Dongji Island and Zhang Shicheng. Now, seeing that Pan Ruoxue said it so firmly, she no longer mentioned the Northwest Wolf King, but said, "In that case, this person is also quite suspicious." ”

At this moment, the carriage had stopped in front of the General's Mansion, and Pan Ruoxue and Long Jing got up and said, "It's okay, I've already written down this person's breath." If this person goes out of the city, he will definitely alarm Uncle Wu, if he doesn't go out of the city, the little Wuxi City will meet sooner or later. ”

Uncle Wu is the Wu demon boy in Wuxu's impression, calling himself Wu Yuzi, and cultivating as a real person for the fourth period. On that day, Wu Yuzi was blocked out of the cave at the bottom of the lake, and after searching for a long time, he sneaked nearby. Unexpectedly, Pan Ruoxue and Long Jing suddenly heard the news of Xue Mingming's death, and Wu Yuzi stayed alone again, stirring the bottom of the lake upside down, but he was still not allowed to enter the door, so he left in a huff.

Not long after Pan Ruoxue and Long Jing entered the General's Mansion, Wu Yuzi flew over Wuxi City, but did not land, and while flying around the city, he unfolded his divine sense and swept the city. Because he was escaped by Wuxu, he guarded for several days without results, and when he heard the news of the death of his fellow disciple and nephew, he held back a fire in his heart, and pulled out a harpoon steel knife and killed a few unpleasant ones, and then he flew slowly towards the general's mansion. , Wuxu, standing in the crowd, looked at Wu Yuzi, killing in the air as if no one was around, recalling the cold and familiar divine consciousness fluctuations that had just swept over him, and pinched his palm.

Back at the inn, Perception deliberately straightened his waist, passed in front of Mr. Bookkeeper and the young man with great vigour, entered the guest room, took out the Keqing token from the Xuanying Gate, and his divine sense entered it, and according to the method that Ren Changqing had given him before, his fingers tapped the bronze mirror on the altar.

After a while, Ren Changqing, dressed in black, appeared in the bronze mirror, looked at Wuxu with a hint of playfulness, and said, "I don't know what your needs are?"

Wuxu looked at Ren Changqing, who was still wearing a black mask in the bronze mirror, and said, "Do you know this person?"

"Wu Yuzi, Dongji Island hates the disciples of the Sanren sect. ”

"I want all the information of Wu Yuzi!" Wu Xu, paused, "and the information of the Lamei Fairy Pan Ruoxue." ”

"Oh," Ren Changqing's voice through the formation was empty and flickering, "The two of you need three contribution points." You are a guest, as long as you have two contribution points. ”

The so-called contribution point in Ren Changqing's mouth is the rule of the Xuanying Gate. Publishing a task, or accepting a task, is calculated based on contribution points. For example, if Wuxu wants Wu Yuzi and Pan Ruoxue's information at the moment, it is also a kind of task release that requires contribution points.

Wuxu nodded and replied in a deep voice, "Yes, no problem." ”

Ren Changqing didn't say much, "Tonight, the information of the two will appear on the bronze mirror." As soon as the words fell, the image disappeared in the bronze mirror.

As the so-called aura is in the market, how can there be a little demonized human form?

When I looked up, I saw Wu Yuzi again, and the killer token knocked on the bronze mirror.