From the fake emperor to the concubine

To others, Zheng Yi seemed to be just flipping through these cultivation techniques casually.

With the speed at which he read, it seemed that he didn't even read the content clearly, he just flipped through it and thought he had finished reading.

But in reality, Zheng Yi was not just watching.

Even in the process of checking out these exercises, he had automatically completed a practice according to the method he had read and learned the technique.

The reason for this is mainly due to the pure body of the human emperor.

The essence of these cultivation techniques is to open up the meridians in the human body and increase the speed at which practitioners can absorb spiritual energy from heaven and earth.

But Zheng Yi's Immaculate Human Emperor Body allowed him to skip this process.

Although each of the martial arts he watched was different, many of them had some exquisite ideas in them.

Otherwise, these skills would not have been placed in the Sutra Library by Xingxiu Hai.

However, these are the lowest level skills after all.

Even though Zheng Yi learned them after just one look, these skills were of no use to him at all.

If he practices these skills, it will actually affect Zheng Yi's practice.

Of course, these skills are not without any advantages, because they are the most basic skills.

For the first time, Zheng Yi had a general idea of ​​how to practice.

Because of the Yin-Yang Treasure Mirror, Zheng Yishi was not like other practitioners who started from the most basic and practiced step by step.

"So that's how it is." Zheng Yi put down the martial arts in his hand. It took him two days to finish reading all 342 sets of Xingxiu Haicui's basic martial arts.

The reason why it is so fast is that although these exercises cover all aspects, they are all the most basic things, so many contents are actually common.

At first, Zheng Yi needed to read the entire book, but later he only needed to read half, or even a quarter or a fifth.

Because of this, he read the secret manuals of martial arts faster and faster.

This also made more Xingxiu Sea disciples sneer at him.

"You used to pretend to take a look, but now you're just flipping through the book, right?"

"Haha, I really thought he was studying our sect's secret manual, but now it seems like he's just flipping through the book."

"I'm just curious, what exactly does he want to do by doing this?"

No wonder they despise it.

Anyone who saw Zheng Yi reading a book before would think that he had some kind of mental illness.

Standing in front of the bookshelf, he picked up a book and flipped through it from beginning to end. He was so fast that others couldn't even see the name of the secret book clearly.

Put it back after reading, pick up the next one, read it at the same speed and put it back.

There was a whole bookshelf of secret manuals. Others would probably spend half an hour just to find one that was suitable for their current practice. But Zheng Yi had already read all the secret manuals on the bookshelf.

No one could believe that he could really see the contents of the secret book clearly.

Because of Zheng Yi's strange behavior, many disciples of Xingxiu Sea pretended to come to the Sutra Library to read the secret books.

It was just to satisfy my curiosity and see what this elder who was only in the crystallization stage was doing.

Not only the disciples, but even several elders found excuses to come and take a look after hearing about this.

Only then did he realize that Zheng Yi was just casually flipping through the martial arts techniques and did nothing else.

They didn't say anything more.

Although many people were dissatisfied with Zheng Yi before, after the dual cultivation, no one had any opinions about Zheng Yi anymore.

As long as Zheng Yi didn't do anything that was detrimental to Xingxiu Sea, they would turn a blind eye to whatever this guy did.

After Zheng Yi finished reading all the basic exercises of Xingxiu Hai, he stood in front of the bookshelf with his eyes closed, not moving.

In his brain, he has already completely digested and absorbed these skills.

He automatically discarded the shortcomings of these techniques and thought about which techniques had unique advantages in which aspects, whether these advantages could be optimized, or whether they could do better in other aspects.

The more Zheng Yi thought about it, the more he felt that these seemingly basic skills actually contained a huge amount of knowledge.

Many exercises may seem imperfect, but in fact they are of great benefit to those who are laying the foundation.

Some techniques seem very powerful, but in fact they involve huge risks.

Some of these exercises are suitable for most people to practice, while others can only be practiced by a few people.

Through these exercises, Zheng Yi seemed to be able to see the people who created these exercises thinking hard.

"It's interesting, but you guys are obviously missing something."

The world of cultivators is cruel. Those who can practice cultivation are the best among people, and those who cannot practice cultivation are just treated as ants by them.

Because of this, although there are many basic exercises, they were actually created by a certain person for his own practice.

This is why, in many worlds of cultivation, the later one progresses, the lower the level of power seems to be.

Because for 99% of the practitioners, the skills and secret manuals they practice are not 100% suitable for them.

"Is anyone here? Bring me some banknotes." Zheng Yi shouted without turning his head.

Bai Zhirui agreed and immediately handed the paper and pen to Zheng Yi.

"Why are you here?" Zheng Yi was slightly stunned.

Bai Zhirui said with concern: "Come and see you, Master. You..." She hesitated for a moment, then asked: "Master, you have been standing here motionless for a whole day. Are you okay?"

"So long?" Zheng Yi was a little surprised.

In his perception, it was only about half an hour at most, but he didn't expect that so long had passed.

No wonder those powerful monks would go into seclusion for dozens or hundreds of years.

Bai Zhirui nodded desperately, as if to prove that she was not lying.

Zheng Yi didn't explain much. He picked up the pen, dipped it in ink, thought for a moment, and started writing on the paper.

"The heart and qi are interdependent, the breath returns to the origin, the mind is calm and the qi is full, all the orifices return to one..."

After writing down the core formula of the mental method at the beginning, Zheng Yi dipped the brush in ink again and began to write the technique quickly.

This is a basic cultivation method that Zheng Yi just tried to create.

Different from other techniques in the Xingxiu Sea Sutra Library, this technique can be practiced by anyone who has the qualifications to practice it, regardless of his or her talent.

Zheng Yi was already attracting enough attention, and now he suddenly started writing something in the Sutra Library, which naturally attracted everyone's attention.

"Look, what is he doing?"

Seeing that Zheng Yi had no intention of avoiding people, the disciples of Xingxiu Sea gradually grew bolder.

Many disciples of the sect who had good qualifications were shocked when they saw the opening mantra of the mental method.

"This... this is... a technique for cultivation?" "I don't think I've seen this technique before? Is it the technique of our sect?"

"Nonsense, if it's not a sect's technique, could it be something he created himself? You can't read all the techniques."

"But what's the point of him copying the introductory techniques here?"

"God knows what this guy is doing again?"

"It can't be for cultivation, right? Elder Zheng is at least a master in the Crystallization Stage. These entry-level techniques are of no use to him, right?"

“Although I don’t know what Elder Zheng is doing, I can be sure that what he is writing now is not the practice method of our sect.”

"How do you know it's not?"

"Because I have read all the elementary techniques of the sect, and this one is definitely not one of them."

"Stop talking and take a good look at the contents of this technique. I can guarantee that if you can comprehend even 20% or 30% of it, it will be of great benefit to your future practice."

"What are you bragging about... Senior Sister Li."

When hearing someone praising the martial arts written by Zheng Yi, many people subconsciously began to refute it.

But before he could finish his words, the voices of rebuttal immediately disappeared after seeing the appearance of the person who spoke.

Because the person who was speaking was a leader among the younger generation in Xingxiu Sea, and he was a master who had already broken through to the Golden Core Stage at a young age.

Jindan stage masters all said that the skills written by Zheng Yi were not simple, and it certainly could not be nonsense.

The few newly-initiated disciples present were secretly rejoicing.

I originally just came here to watch the fun, but I didn't expect to encounter such a good thing.

Bai Zhirui wanted to stop it, but she didn't do it in the end.

After all, given his master's meticulous style, if this thing really needed to be kept secret, he would definitely not write it here.

Soon, Zheng Yi had written out this self-created martial art.

Unlike other exercises, the one created by Zheng Yi has only a hundred words and can be completed in just two or three pages.

Because there is indeed not much content, and the most core mantra is written at the very front.

Therefore, when Zheng Yi finished writing, the Xingxiu Sea disciples around him had already memorized this secret manual of martial arts.

If they don't even have this ability, they have no qualifications to join the Xingxiu Sea.

After finishing the last stroke, Zheng Yi threw the brush on the table: "Prepare something to eat for me. I'm hungry."

Turn around and leave.

Although it was just the most basic technique, Zheng Yi gained a lot from it.

From then on, he truly embarked on the path of cultivation, rather than simply using the Yin-Yang Treasure Mirror as a golden finger to quickly improve his cultivation.

As soon as Zheng Yi left, the disciples of Xingxiu Sea surrounded him and wanted to read the martial arts techniques written by Zheng Yi carefully several times.

Although they have written down the content, what if there are any mistakes? It is always better to be careful.

"Stop it!" Just when the scene was about to be cleared, Senior Sister Li suddenly shouted harshly.

With a wave of his hand, a barrier appeared out of thin air, blocking everyone.

With a complicated look on her face, she carefully looked at the exercises on the table and said, "Go and ask the elders to come over immediately."

As a cultivator in the Jindan stage, her vision is much higher than that of everyone present.

Those young cultivators who have just started practicing may at most think that this technique is easier to understand than other techniques in the sect.

Senior Sister Li could clearly feel the power of this technique.

If she had practiced this technique when she first started, her current level of cultivation could at least be raised to a higher level.

Soon, the elder in charge of the Sutra Library was called over: "Don't you guys know where this is? How dare you shout and yell here? It's really unruly..."

Before he could finish his words, he saw the martial arts techniques left by Zheng Yi on the table. The ink on the paper had not even dried yet.

"What is this? What the hell!" After just a glance, the elder of the Sutra Repository couldn't help but curse.

Xingxiu Sea Council Hall.

All the elders sat around the table, and in front of them was the martial arts method that Zheng Yi had just written.

At this time, the skills had been carefully cut and wrapped in a book cover.

This set of skills only has two or three pages and looks extremely thin.

But these hundred words seemed as heavy as mountains in the eyes of the elders.

"You said... this is the martial arts technique left behind by Elder Zheng... Elder Zheng?" Lin Junrong frowned, his face full of confusion.

"Did Elder Zheng say anything?" Wang Haiweng's voice trembled a little: "Is this technique for our Xingxiu Sea?"

The elder of the Sutra Library smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I don't know either. Elder Zheng just read books in our Sutra Library for several days, and then suddenly wrote this technique today. Who knows what he means."

Another elder speculated: "Do you think there is something wrong here?"

"What's the problem? You've seen this technique. It's extremely suitable for cultivators in the Qi training or foundation building stages."

"I really want to know who created this technique. It's too scary."

"Although this technique looks ordinary and there is nothing special about it, it is really perfect for laying the foundation. As long as you keep practicing, you will be able to make great achievements sooner or later."

"If I were not in the Spiritual Transformation Stage now, I would definitely have to practice for a while."

"You have all overlooked the most crucial point. This technique is so simple that you will never forget it if you just take a look at it."

"Don't mention that we don't know if there is any problem with this technique. Even if there is, won't you let your disciples practice it?"

One sentence silenced all the elders.

This technique is so excellent that they have already decided to let their own disciples practice it.

With their level of cultivation, they couldn't tell whether there was a problem with this technique.

There's a high probability that there will be no problem.

If Zheng Yi could even hide the truth from them, then they could only consider themselves unlucky.

Everyone discussed it for a long time but still couldn't figure out how to deal with this technique.

Finally, Lin Junrong made the decision: "What's there to argue about? Why don't we just go and ask Zheng Yi?"

"Don't forget that Zheng Yi is also an elder of our Xingxiu Sea now."

Zheng Yi, who had just finished his meal, was a little confused when all the elders of Xingxiu Sea came to his door together.

Seeing their serious expressions, as if they were facing a great enemy, Zheng Yi asked in confusion: "What are you doing?" (End of this chapter)