fifth form

Chapter 3252 Fudan
"I can tolerate being with you, so why can't you tolerate Zhu Jiuyin!"

Emperor Jing's emotions were very complicated after learning from Zhang Xuezhou that the Yangpo Incarnation Technique originated from Zhu Jiuyin.

Shi Wudao, on the other hand, seemed indifferent, since he had no grudge against Zhu Jiuyin.

For Emperor Jing and Shi Wudao to master the Yang Soul Transformation Technique was not simply a matter of spending time; it also involved the differentiation and separation of their souls.

If the speed at which the Yang Soul incarnation is condensed is not fast enough, the two will eventually be bound together in one body.

Finding a quick way to master it is not an easy task, after all, Zhu Jiuyin is not an easy character to deal with.

"You should practice this technique first and familiarize yourselves with it. If we have the chance, we can cooperate and see if we can obtain a shortcut to quickly condense our bodies!"

"Your transformation is complete, why would you need any shortcuts?"

"Even if I don't use it, someone else will!"

Zhang Xuezhou exchanged ideas with Shi Wudao and Emperor Jing, and unexpectedly gained some help.

Whenever the opportunity arose, Shi Wudao and Emperor Jing decided to get involved as well, striving to obtain a quick-fix method.

This flying zombie seemed utterly vulnerable in the hands of the Nine-Spirit Primordial Saint. Even with the home-field advantage, its body was torn apart. However, aside from cultivators of the Nine-Spirit Primordial Saint's level, the flying zombie had a significant advantage when dealing with other cultivators.

The most important factor is that flying zombies are not afraid of death, which Zhang Xuezhou likes very much.

Zhang Xuezhou and Li Shaojun have a long-standing partnership, the reason being that Li Shaojun is fearless and thus forged a friendship that has lasted for many years.

Such collaborators are hard to find, and Zhang Xuezhou was quite pleased.

"Be nicer to my cousin. He's more convenient for you than you are. With him around, things are completely different from not having him!"

Zhang Xuezhou also instructed Shi Wudao to be kinder to Rong Tianding, as a descendant who could inherit his legacy was of little use, but a descendant who could help with chores was extremely important.

If they didn't want to live a life of quiet desperation in Yangling, Rong Tianding was the ladder that Shi Wudao and Emperor Jing could use to escape.

"That guy's aptitude is far inferior to yours!"

Shi Wudao was somewhat dissatisfied.

Zhang Xuezhou learned his secrets in just two days; even Rong Tianding might not have reached that level after two years of teaching.

When Emperor Jing mocked Shi Wudao for his advanced cultivation and advanced age, Shi Wudao finally agreed to the matter with a face full of anger.

"See you next time!"

Zhang Xuezhou jumped down from Emperor Jing's coffin, tugged at his clothes, and swept his body with the Curse-Avoiding and Dust-Avoiding spells, cleaning away all the filth around him.

Nine-Headed Lion Saint ran away and didn't return, so Zhang Xuezhou guessed that Daojun probably didn't stay in Chang'an City either.

He strolled out of the tomb and saw Rong Tianding pacing back and forth at the entrance stone door.

"The stone door is blocked; I really can't squeeze through!"

Upon seeing Zhang Xuezhou emerge unharmed, Rong Tianding was overjoyed and then recounted his helplessness.

"Nine-Headed Lion roared inside and caused trouble, so when I pushed back, I blocked the door to prevent anyone from sneaking in to investigate!"

He and Rong Tianding had a brief conversation before they both emerged from the entrance to the mausoleum area.

The interior of Yangling was left unrepaired, while the exterior was repaired to an extremely high degree, with craftsmen even filling it with another layer of bluestone.

Four more officials from the Sima Gate were patrolling the city walls, and eight soldiers, their faces slightly pale, stood guard on either side of the entrance archway to Yangling. "What's going on inside the city?" Zhang Xuezhou asked.

"I heard that some people were beheaded at the Meridian Gate. It's said that people from the Guan family were beheaded, and an official surnamed Han was also beheaded. Princess Pingyang, who lives next door, was frightened and is now in the Imperial Medical Hall. Several people also died in the Marquis's residence. The Southern Army has been mobilized to patrol there with strong bows. Cousin, you need to be careful when you go back to avoid being accidentally injured!"

Zhang Xuezhou always sought information that was not good or bad, which allowed him to accurately identify what he needed.

The fact that so many people had their heads chopped off had little to do with Zhang Xuezhou, but the fact that Princess Pingyang was frightened gave Zhang Xuezhou some insight into the matter.

If I'm not mistaken, Daojun did indeed arrive in Chang'an, but it's impossible for the other party to find Marquis Pingyang in the Marquis's residence.

As for whether Daojun is still in Chang'an City or watching the chaotic retreat of the Nine Spirits Primordial Saint in Yangling, this is beyond Zhang Xuezhou's ability to judge.

His eyes swept warily around the surroundings, then with a swift movement, he grabbed Rong Tianding's right hand and flew away before the patrolling soldiers could approach.

It is very difficult to determine whether Daojun is still in Chang'an City, but it is very easy to determine whether anyone is watching this place.

He quickly changed position, and no one was following behind Zhang Xuezhou.

This relieved him, and he quickly handed over the relevant information about Rong Tianding's teachings on the Corpseless Path, and also mentioned that they should further their relationship.

"So, my cousin actually turned misfortune into a blessing in disguise!"

Rong Tianding listened with amazement, never expecting that the flying zombie had shielded Zhang Xuezhou from a calamity, forcing the Nine-Headed Lion to retreat, and that he had even gained something from discussing the Dao with the Corpseless Dao. He couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

"No, no, no, I've turned a blessing into a curse!"

Zhang Xuezhou quickly made the correction.

Many things cannot be attributed to the influence of luck, but the fact that he and the new emperor refined a top-grade elixir one day, and Han Yan was beheaded the next, seems to involve the influence of the new emperor's unbalanced luck.

Zhang Xuezhou, on the other hand, encountered the Nine-Headed Spirit Saint. He escaped the entanglement with the help of a flying zombie, but also experienced some similar effects of a backlash of luck.

The mysteries of life made it difficult for Zhang Xuezhou to grasp the overall picture, but he felt that as long as he used luck to accomplish probabilistic events, there was a chance that he would encounter negative factors that would affect him.

The refining of elixirs is undoubtedly a matter of probability, and he was even more cautious about the actual practice of using the medium in the ritual of Grian.

He carefully removed the only pill produced by Qinlu No. 8.

This pill was 20% heavier than ordinary pills, and its color was similar to that of a low-grade pill. It was nourished by the surrounding pills in the furnace fire, and thus survived to the end like a Gu King.

Zhang Xuezhou hadn't taken the pill seriously before, but after bumping into Nine Spirits Sage as soon as he stepped outside, he belatedly realized what was going on and became more cautious.

"This 'Blessing Pill' has an extraordinary origin, so why does it look like this?" Rong Tianding asked curiously. "Could it be that pills possess the qualities of returning to simplicity and the ultimate truth, resulting in an ordinary appearance after production?"

"We'll know the answer after we eat it!"

Zhang Xuezhou lacked instruments and other samples, so he could only make judgments by sight and hands.

He couldn't immediately determine whether the elixir was truly extraordinary, but he knew that he would inevitably need it when he practiced magic in the future, and he would know its effects when he took it.

As the gloomy sky deepened and night fell, Zhang Xuezhou felt a vague pulling sensation rising in his heart. He knew very well that the time limit for the extra travel he had been taking these past few days was gradually approaching.

He had no time to return to Chang'an to eliminate the risk to Daojun, so he could only lie down outside and try to avoid the situation for a while longer.

The specific location of the target is easy to verify, but it is difficult to track him down if he lies around randomly like this.

This time, upon returning to the real world, he placed his offline location in the craftsmen's quarters of Maoling.