Changsheng: My experience in patrolling the liver

Chapter 423: Painting beads, opening the palace! (two in one)

"Tell me, what confusions do you have in the way of talismans today?" Qian Yuan lifted the cloth stopper, sniffed the strong aroma of wine, and felt even more satisfied.

Song Changming was not polite either, and told him some of the puzzles and problems he had encountered in the past in the art of talismans one by one.

After Qian Yuan finished his answer, Song Changming suddenly took out the indestructible iron box from his Qian Kun Ring.

"Hmm?" Qian Yuan quickly focused his attention on the iron box. Unlike Song Changming, he saw the clue at a glance.

"The runes on it are hidden."

"That's right." Song Changming nodded.

During this period of time, he took time to study this iron box, but due to his limited attainments in the art of talismans, even if he discovered something, he couldn't think of a way to break it open.

Therefore, the main purpose today is to seek help from Qian Yuan, the only sixth-level talisman master he knows.

"This technique is indeed remarkable. The iron box must be hiding a big secret. Song boy, where did you get it?" Qian Yuan also took a closer look at it with interest.

"I got it from a martial arts master." Song Changming said frankly.

The killing of the Zhao family's ancestor is now known to the aristocratic families and King Cui, so it is no longer a secret.

As soon as he said this, Qian Yuan immediately understood that the martial arts master was talking about the ancestor of the Zhao family.

He didn't ask any more questions, but just pointed his finger at the iron box. The next moment, the faint glow of the runes on the iron box suddenly appeared.

The reason why the iron box is so hard is not entirely due to the quality of the iron, but also because of the runes hidden on it.

"Sixth-level rune, divine iron!" Qian Yuan recognized the runes on the iron box.

With the blessing of this sixth-level rune, the iron box can even block Song Changming's heavy punch of tens of millions of pounds, which shows how powerful the rune is.

I'm afraid that even if a martial arts master comes, it will be difficult to break it open by force.

"There is another lock seal." Qian Yuan stroked his long beard and looked at it carefully again.

"Senior, can you solve it?" Song Changming couldn't help but ask. This was what he was most concerned about.

"Who do you think I am?"

Three days passed after Qian Yuan finished speaking.

Three days later, Qian Yuan finally opened the lock of the iron box with a tired look on his face.

During this period, Song Changming wanted to say many times that he was not that anxious and that he hoped Qianyuan would take care of his health.

But Qian Yuan seemed to be competing with himself. He spent three days without sleep or food, working on the iron box, muttering to himself, "I just don't believe it."
After this incident, Song Changming realized that Qian Yuan's desire to win in the art of talismans was extremely strong, and this desire had not diminished in the slightest with his age.

The other people in the Fu Hall seemed to be accustomed to Qian Yuan's behavior. Instead, they reprimanded Song Changming and told him not to bring similar things in the future to arouse Qian Yuan's interest.

After all, Qian Yuan is already quite old and his energy is far less than before.

In this regard, Song Changming could only humbly admit his mistake. He never thought it would turn out this way.

But anyway, the iron box was opened.

When Song Changming opened it again, the contents of the box appeared without much effort.

It turned out to be a completely white bead, with a ball of energy covering the surface of the bead.

"What is this?" Song Changming took a look and felt that it looked vaguely familiar.

"Great demon heart core?"

Qian Yuan shook his head and said, "Yes and no."

"This is a painted bead made from the heart core of a great demon."

"Painted beads." It was the first time that Song Changming heard of this thing.

But it was actually made from the heart core of a great demon, so it can be confirmed that this object is definitely not an ordinary thing.

“Painted beads are ancient artifacts and are also inherited items. The forging method has long been lost. At least as far as I know, I have never heard of anyone mastering this forging method.

The greatest function of painted beads is that the ancients could leave a shadow image in them. As long as the painted beads are not damaged, the shadow image can exist across the long river of time.

Most of the shadows that can be retained in the painted beads are the inheritance of skills, so the painted beads are also called inheritance beads. "

Qian Yuan picked up the painted bead in the box with two fingers, with a playful look on his face.

"What is preserved here should be the most core inheritance of the Zhao family. All the major families have searched the entire Zhao Mansion but have not found it. I didn't expect that the ancestor of the Zhao family was carrying it with him.

You are lucky to have picked up such a great bargain."

After hearing this, Song Changming knew that this thing was not simple.

Originally, he thought that the ancient books and many high-grade martial arts manuals in the Qiankun Ring were the inheritance of the Zhao family.

Now it seems that the most important inheritance of the Zhao family is in this iron box.

"If it were someone else, holding this pearl would be very hot and might lead to a catastrophic disaster. But with your current position as the commander-in-chief and your strength comparable to that of a master, no one can force you."

Qian Yuan said this and handed the painted beads in his hand back to Song Changming.

"How about it? Do you want to go in and take a look? If what I expected is correct, the ancestor of the Zhao family relied on this painted bead to enter the realm of Grandmaster."

"How should we do it?" Song Changming asked. He was indeed tempted.

"Just immerse your mind in it. I will protect you here and no one can disturb you." Qian Yuan said.

"Thank you, senior." After Song Changming said this, he released his mental power and immersed his mind in it.

Song Changming blinked, and the next moment, his pupils had already shown the same lustrous color as the painted beads.

At the same time, Song Changming's consciousness appeared in a world of white.

This is what Qian Yuan called the Painted Pearl Shadow Realm.

According to Qian Yuan's description, this shadow scene can actually be understood as an image recorded from the past.

The painted beads can draw people's consciousness into the image, allowing people to observe all the details of the image in an immersive way.

Soon, ripples appeared in the white world before his eyes, and the images recorded in the past appeared in front of Song Changming.

It was an old man sitting cross-legged.

The old man had a round face, a broad and fat body, with hair and beard that reached the ground. He looked a little bloated in a simple long gown. He was sitting cross-legged in a hall.

This hall is the entire scene of the entire shadow realm.

Song Changming discovered that he could walk freely in this shadow world, so he tried to walk out of the hall.

But the result was as expected, the door of the palace was closed, he could not touch anything in the shadow realm, and naturally he could not get out.

His gaze returned to every corner of the hall.

He saw a series of slightly old murals with mountains and seas as well as some strange mountain and sea beasts. The paintings were lifelike and very spiritual.

Even though Song Changming was in this shadow world, he seemed to be able to feel the terrifying aura of the giants in the paintings.

In addition, there are many fonts and patterns engraved on the murals and pillars.

The fonts were ancient, not the ancient characters of the ancient Yuan Kingdom. Song Changming didn't know what they meant, but he felt that these fonts were full of charm and were obviously written by an extraordinary person.

"Which era does this person belong to?" Song Changming was unable to verify this. The only thing he was sure of was that the shadow scenes in the painted beads were all scenes that actually existed in reality.

Neither the fat warrior in front of him nor this palace were fictional.

Just as Song Changming was sensing it carefully, the sitting figure suddenly opened his eyes.

In fact, because there is too much flesh on the face, it is squeezed together, so even if the eyes are opened, there is only a small line.

But it was this glance that seemed to have directly crossed the illusion and reality and hit Song Changming.

Song Changming even felt that he was looking into his eyes and felt an inexplicable strangeness.

It was an invisible pressure that made him unable to relax at all.

Song Changming didn't know who this person in the shadow realm was, but he was sure that he must be extremely powerful.

"The realm of Purple Mansion lies in essence, refining essence into energy, refining Qi into blood, interweaving and blending together, that is the origin"

The chubby warrior looked serious. Although his voice was a little shrill and strange, and made him feel a little uncomfortable, he was immediately immersed in what he said.

Suddenly, Song Changming realized where that sense of disharmony came from.

The language spoken by the other party was not the ancient language that he was familiar with. He could not understand a single word when he came to his senses, but when he was immersed in it, he could understand it.

It was not until this moment that Song Changming truly felt that the shadow in the painted beads was so magical!

This is not as simple as just preserving a virtual reality image that allows him to experience an immersive experience.

Seeing that the other party continued to speak and did not interrupt because of his reaction, Song Changming immediately immersed himself in it again to understand what the other party meant.

The Purple Mansion Realm that the other party mentioned is undoubtedly what is now called the martial arts grandmaster realm.

Just as Qian Yuan outside guessed, this painted bead contains the inheritance secret of how the ancestor of the Zhao family became a martial arts master.

It took about the time it took for a stick of incense to burn in the hall for the person in the shadow to finish explaining all the contents, and then began to practice it for Song Changming at close range.

From time to time, he would point out the key points of each link. Often, as soon as Song Changming felt confused, he would be enlightened by the people in the shadow realm.

After an unknown amount of time, the shadow space suddenly became unstable, and the person in the shadow space suddenly closed his eyes again and stopped talking.

Song Changming could no longer concentrate on his thoughts and comprehend, and the next moment he was pulled back to reality.

Then, he felt dizzy and his mental strength was seriously depleted.

Qian Yuan's familiar voice came to my ears.

"Boy, I forgot to tell you, next time you enter this shadow realm, be careful to control your time and exit, otherwise you will be in danger of exhausting your mind and spirit."

Song Changming immediately took out a top-grade Qingxin Pill that could speed up the recovery of his mental strength and swallowed it. After taking a breath, he nodded, indicating that he had taken note of it.

I looked at the sky. It was noon, but now night has fallen and the sky is dotted with stars.

Obviously, a lot of time had passed in reality while he was in the shadow realm.

"How is it, your first time entering the Shadow Realm?" Qian Yuan asked.

"It's amazing." Song Changming said. This was his true feeling.

Being in it, the scene was so realistic that for a few moments he confused the difference between this shadow and reality.

It was as if he was really sitting face to face and discussing with the person in the shadow realm.

"The first person to invent these painted beads is truly admirable." Qian Yuan nodded.

“If you have the chance to see an ownerless painted bead again in the future, don’t miss it if you can. In the past, too many people rose to the top of their careers because of a painted bead they accidentally obtained.

This is true for the Zhao family, and many other noble families also started with a small painted bead."

Qian Yuan was obviously knowledgeable and knew a lot about Huizhu and the aristocratic family.

A legacy of bead painting can often lead to the birth of a top family.

"Please keep it a secret for me, senior." In order to reduce unnecessary trouble, Song Changming bowed to Qian Yuan who helped him.

He didn't want other people to keep thinking about this painted bead.

"If you bring me two jars of this kind of wine every month, I will keep it a secret and even cover it up for you." Qian Yuan said with a faint smile.

"It's a word."

After coming out from Qianyuan, Song Changming was very satisfied.

The person in the shadow realm in the painted bead passed on a method of opening a palace, which was a wonderful method to open up the purple palace and officially step into the realm of a grandmaster.

At present, Song Changming has not yet reached the innate perfection realm, so he does not need this painting bead inheritance for the time being.

But in the future, he won't have to worry about this anymore.

Once you reach a bottleneck in your practice, you can seamlessly connect to the next level and truly enter the realm of a grandmaster in one fell swoop!

Now that he has opened up eight martial meridians, he is actually not far from this step.

On that day, outside the city, in the huge garrison, the sounds of war drums beating, horns blasting, and shouts were endless.

Thousands of soldiers formed into square formations outside a martial arts training ground, looking at a shirtless, muscular man in the field, many of them showing awe.

"Who else!" Li Sanhu clenched his fists, his body full of blood and energy. He let out a long roar and swept his eyes over all the soldiers present.

Most soldiers were intimidated by his power and dared not challenge him again.

"I'll do it." After a few breaths, a centurion suddenly flew in, with a strong aura rising from him.

"Okay!" Li Sanhu was delighted to see his prey and strode forward.

The two sides launched a new round of fighting.

Li Sanhu seemed tireless and his fighting spirit became stronger and stronger.

After twenty or thirty rounds, the centurion was grabbed by Li Sanhu by the shoulder and thrown out.

Even the opponent's innate energy could not withstand Li Sanhu's tyrannical brute force, and he had to admit defeat and retreat.

"I'm going!" Soon, another centurion came in. Li Sanhu accepted everyone and fought to the end.

After another series of battles, Li Sanhu became more and more courageous, until no one dared to go on stage anymore!
On the other side, on the wall not far from the school martial arts field, four people were standing and watching the game.

Among them, Song Changming, the commander-in-chief of the 19th Army, was naturally on the list, as well as Yang Zhen and Xing Tiexin, who were friendly spectators, and the accompanying general Xiao Peibai.

At this time, Xing Tiexin watched Li Sanhu winning battles one after another and praised him as a brave warrior.

"Changming, this general under your command has some of the demeanor you had when you first joined the army."

Yang Zhen on the side also nodded repeatedly, quite in agreement.

"His strength far exceeds that of other warriors of the same level. He is indeed practicing on the same path as Chang Ming."

In the past, Song Changming had thrown people away in the army like this many times.

Xiao Peibai next to him just smiled but did not say anything.

Yang Zhen and Xing Tiexin were good friends of Song Changming in the army, so they talked more casually. However, as the main general under Song Changming, he had to be cautious when talking about his own commander, and it was impossible for him to reminisce about the past.

(End of this chapter)