Day and night tour

Chapter 257: Mirror of Emptiness
Zhou Xuan pointed towards Peng Hou, and the war drums were beaten for the second battle after an absence of three hundred years.

"Lord Peng, if you were to gamble on tricks today, you would be dead."

Peng Sheng pointed his right hand like a sword, pointing at Peng Hou.

"Three hundred years ago, in Pengjia Town, you fought against me together with the ancestral tree and the tree clan, but you didn't get much benefit. Today, you saw that there are these wandering gods here, and you want to get some favor through verbal arguments?"

Peng Hou sneered. He looked down on Peng Sheng from the bottom of his heart, just because he was the former tattoo master. Now he had a psychological advantage in the battle.

"With the Peach Blossom Tree and Brother Zhou here, it will be easy for me to kill you. Why would I need the God of War to guard the formation?"

What Peng Sheng said just now was not an exaggeration.

Now, Peng Hou only has eight incense sticks, and he, Peng Sheng, also has eight incense sticks, so the incense levels are similar.

The peach tree has its own power - "blessing".

With the help of the ancestral peach tree, Peng Sheng can make up for the advantages of Peng Hou's "Heavenly Ghost Tattoo" and the law of dreams.

In terms of strength on paper, Peng Sheng is on par with Peng Hou.

But they are just on par with each other.

The reason why Peng Sheng could speak so arrogantly and had the confidence to kill Peng Hou with ease came from Zhou Xuan's body.

Peach Blossom Wizard Peng Sheng's current state is that of a spirit. If he wants to fight, he has to rely on Zhou Xuan's body and Zhou Xuan's tattoo.

Zhou Xuan has now completely burned two incense sticks, and he is qualified to master all twenty-four pictures of gods.

This also led to Peng Sheng, although he only had eight incense sticks at this time, he was able to use all the gods' pictures.

"Three hundred years ago in Pengjia Town, I had three maps of the gods that I had not learned completely. But today, thanks to Brother Zhou, I have all twenty-four maps of the gods, not one is missing."

In the Tattoo Tree Clan, for every stick of incense that is lit, one can learn three divine pictures under the guidance of the Peach Blossom Ancestral Tree.

If there is no incense, even if the Peach Blossom Tree is willing to teach, those new images of gods will be like a ball of ink in the minds of tattoo disciples, and the appearance of the images of gods will be unrecognizable.

But now, Zhou Xuan is qualified to see the divine picture. If he sees it, then Peng Sheng has seen it.

Two souls share one body. Zhou Xuan's eyes are Peng Sheng's eyes.

"Shuzi, pass me the last six divine drawings."

Zhou Xuan shouted towards the ancestral tree.

The ancestral peach tree had grown to about five or six meters tall, and its branches, covered with peach blossoms, were wrapping around Zhou Xuan's body.

And Peng Sheng's soul also entered Zhou Xuan's body.

The ancestral peach tree flashed with a warm pink glow, and six tattoo images quickly condensed in Zhou Xuan's divine secret realm.

The first three tattoos are of a blue monk's robe, a shadow puppet, and sixteen knives of different lengths.

Peng Sheng told Zhou Xuan: "This is the tattoo of the eighth incense stick, called the God Fighting Picture, which represents the Buddha "Blue Buddha", the ghost "Nanming Lihuo", and the god "Sixteen Mysterious".

Speaking of this,

Peng Sheng controlled Zhou Xuan's body, raised his hand, and the bone tooth flew out from his sleeve and landed quietly in his hand.

He gently stroked the surface of the bone tooth with his right hand and could feel the warm breath.

"Where did you get this bone tooth?" Peng Sheng asked Zhou Xuan.

"A friend pulled out her own fang and gave it to me as a gift to thank me for finding out the cause of her daughter's death."

The bone teeth came from Lin Xia from the Liaogui Hall.

Peng Sheng nodded and said, "It was born out of fate and emotion. This kind of bone tooth is stronger than many spiritual bones that tattoo artists have spent a lot of effort and bought at a high price.
This bone tooth of yours has a very high limit."

With a casual wave of his hand, the bone fangs surrounded him like an obedient fish.

Then, he pointed at Peng Hou and said, "This Sky-level Tattooed Ghost once raised a bone needle, but unfortunately his bone needle had a low upper limit and could not withstand his Sky Ghost Diagram, so it broke.

Now, he can only use the skylight as a bone needle. If he is bullying someone with a lower level of incense than him, it is useful. But if he is fighting someone of the same level, the missing bone tooth will become his life gate. "

"If you want to beat me up, just say those nonsense."

Peng Hou was reminded of his painful past by Peng Sheng, and he was so angry that he raised his hands. Countless skylights became his bone needles, which quickly formed an evil ghost that covered the sky and the sun above the Miyang Wooden Inn.

This evil ghost is the tattoo pattern that Peng Hou comprehended again on the twenty-four pictures of gods.

It is also Peng Hou’s special skill to kill the old tattooed god - the Heavenly Ghost Map.

In Pengjia Town, it was this tattoo that suppressed the Tree Clan.

"Brother Peng, the Heavenly Ghost Picture has appeared. We must step up our efforts to fight." Zhou Xuan had some psychological trauma from this picture.

Its momentum is too fierce.

Lord Jian didn't understand tattoos, but he understood momentum, and he waved his hand towards the painter.

The painter knew what he meant, so he turned around and asked Li Chengfeng, Gu Ling and Xia Jin of the Six Incense Sticks to stay away from him to avoid being accidentally injured by the Heavenly Ghost Picture.

But Peng Sheng was extremely relaxed, as if he had once taught his tribesmen the art of tattooing and incense, and he felt very relaxed.

He said to Zhou Xuan: "The Eight Incense Sticks' Divine Attack Map is to invite the gods to descend to the earth. It has no other fancy effects. It is simply to make the attack powerful and the defense impregnable."

As he spoke, he directed the bone needle to pierce the air with tattoos representing the Sixteen Mysteries - sixteen knives of different lengths.

"The Sixteen Xuan sect is called "Wu Wen Shan". They are best at using swords. All the disciples in the sect are swordsmen who can stand alone in the martial arts world."

"Speaking of knifemen, how about coroners?"

Zhou Xuan thought of his fifth senior brother, who was now the best swordsman in Mingjiang Prefecture.

"The coroner is a branch of the Wuwen Mountain."

Peng Sheng smiled and said, “Just like the Xuanmen sects in the past, which were divided into “Tianyanguan”, “Xunlong”, “Divination” and so on.
There is a god-level alien named "Liushou". His sect is called "Execution", which means executioner. This sect is also one of the branches of Wuwen Mountain. "

When Zhou Xuan heard this, he understood and said, "Does this mean that all the swordsmen in the world come from Wu Wen Mountain?"

"Yes."

Peng Sheng said to Zhou Xuan: "Now let me show you the power of the Divine Strike Map."

While he was talking,
Peng Hou's Heavenly Ghost Diagram was complete, and Peng Sheng's "Sixteen Mysteries" diagram was only a few stitches away.

After the bones and teeth flew quickly, the "Sixteen Mysterious" tattoo was completed.

Peng Sheng picked up the tattoo with his bone teeth and threw it towards the peach tree.

The power of the Peach Blossom Tree is blessing. It can enhance the power of the God Picture.

"Can Shuzi bless your painting to have the power of nine incense sticks?" Zhou Xuan asked.

“Eight incense sticks and nine incense sticks, although there is only a difference of one incense stick, there is a world of difference. Although the blessing of the ancestral tree is powerful, it is not that powerful.”

Peng Sheng was still very relaxed. He did not treat it as a duel at all. Instead, he explained to Zhou Xuan the secrets of tattoo practice.

"I offer this Sixteen Mysterious Tattoos with eight incense sticks. The Peach Blossom Tree can bless me to the level of sitting eighteen and looking forward to nineteen. However, not everything is always possible. If the tattoos offered are mysterious enough, the Peach Blossom Tree can bless them with supreme power."

"What kind of tattoo is considered mysterious enough?" Zhou Xuan asked.

"That Heavenly Ghost Picture is considered mysterious enough."

Peng Sheng pouted towards Tianguitu and said.

In today's battle, Peng Sheng hardly took Peng Hou seriously. Judging from the strength on paper alone, Peng Sheng was ahead of Peng Hou.

If we look at it from the perspective of soft power, there is no need to compare Peng Hou.

Peng Sheng is the youngest high priest of the Tattoo Clan. His understanding of the way of cultivation and tattoos are beyond the reach of Peng Hou.

Three hundred years ago in Pengjia Town, it was Peng Hou who relied on the god-level incense to suppress the people. Now, there is no level of suppression involved, and Peng Sheng doesn't take this strange walker seriously at all.

For Peng Sheng, the greater significance of this duel is that he guides Zhou Xuan to create that "mysterious enough tattoo" as a gift to thank Zhou Xuan for saving the tree tribe.

Peng Hou was used to being a god, and thought that Peng Sheng, the rare genius of the tattoo family, was just like that.

He was eager to fight and wanted to take down Peng Sheng, so he activated the Heavenly Ghost Map and suppressed Peng Sheng and Zhou Xuan.
The Peach Blossom Ancestral Tree has already blessed Peng Sheng's "Sixteen Mysterious" tattoo.

On its crown, the sixteen mysterious tattoo patterns grew longer in the wind and crashed towards the Heavenly Ghost Pattern.

After the "Sixteen Mysterious" tattoo was detached from the tree, Peng Sheng commanded Gu Ya to get into the tattoo.

"In this way, the tattoo pattern will have bones. Your bone teeth have a very high upper limit, and the bones it supports are very hard."

Use bones and teeth as bones for tattoos.

A person emerged from the "Sixteen Mysterious" tattoo.

This man had a tall and straight figure, with wildly dancing black hair. He was wearing a red battle armor, and the sixteen swords of different lengths were suspended in the air.

He is the god of Wuwen Mountain, "Sixteen Xuan".

Shiliu Xuan pulled out the longest knife hanging in the air with his backhand.

There were lightning and cloud patterns on the blade. Shiliu Xuan drew his sword and slashed at the Sky Ghost. Wherever the blade passed, five thunders appeared. The lightning and thunder, following the force of the sword, actually cut the Sky Ghost's body into pieces.

“Brother Xuan, the further back the tattoo goes, the clearer the aura of the hall will be. We need to make this move so that the tattoo can show its power.”

When Peng Sheng said this, he began to act like a swordsman disciple from "Wu Wen Shan". He jumped up lightly and slashed forward with his arm.

As he performed these movements, "Sixteen Xuan" also performed the same movements in sync with Peng Sheng.

At this moment, Peng Sheng seemed to have really become a disciple of Wu Wen Shan. Except that he had no sword in his hand, his every move and gesture exuded the domineering and decisiveness of a swordsman.

Lord Lian Jian also praised him sincerely, "As expected of the youngest high priest of the Tattoo Clan. For the sake of a tattoo, he studied the actions and behaviors of the disciples of Wu Wen Mountain. This posture is 80% to 90% similar to the disciples of Wu Wen Mountain."

The painters and musicians also looked at it carefully. Although the halls were different and their skills were very different, the essence remained the same. If you look closely, you can understand it a little.

This was the teaching session arranged by Peng Sheng for Zhou Xuan. Zhou Xuan studied very carefully, and the others were not much behind.

A detailed instruction for eight incense sticks is an opportunity that cannot be bought with any amount of money in Jing Country.
Not to mention that Peng Sheng’s are not just ordinary eight incense sticks.

He was an amazing person who raised the number of incense sticks to eight when he was in his early twenties.

"The bones and teeth become the bones of the tattoo, and we, the tattoo artists, become the spirit and aura of the tattoo."

Tattoos are the shape, bones and teeth are the bones, and the spirit and momentum are added.
The tattoo is no longer a tattoo, but the true God sketched by the tattoo artist himself with pen and ink.

"Sixteen Mysteries", under the guidance of Peng Sheng, suddenly became agile, the sword moves were strange and changeable, when fighting against the sky ghost, there was domineering hidden in each sword.

Soon, the Heavenly Ghost Map was chopped into hundreds of dense cracks.

Zhou Xuan even had a feeling that Peng Sheng could use the Sixteen Xuan's sword power to kill Peng Hou quickly.

There were many knives, and Sixteen Xuan clearly had a good chance to kill the Heavenly Ghost Map with one strike, but it always failed to seize the opportunity.

"Brother Peng, are you teaching me how to use this magic map?"

"The Divine Fighting Map is not too mysterious. As long as you study the methods of the disciples of Wuwen Mountain like I did, you can unleash its dominance. The real mystery is the Heavenly Ghost Map."

After Peng Sheng made a few more light leaps, he said to Zhou Xuan, "Brother Xuan, I am dissecting the Heavenly Ghost Diagram bit by bit. You should carefully feel its energy and try to figure it out to see if you can draw a mysterious tattoo like this."

Zhou Xuan understood what he meant and continued to sense the aura that flowed out of the ghost picture through the wounds and cracks.

His perception is at a level that is rare in the continent of Jingguo. With careful perception, he can detect things that many people who only stick eight or nine incense sticks can't feel.

Putting what he had noticed together, Zhou Xuan actually figured out what was going on.

In the Heavenly Ghost Map, he felt the aura of many god-level strange ghosts.

For example, the dreamlike energy of "Earth", the killing energy of "Six Life", and the tenacious meaning of "Kugui" that although life is bitter, I will continue to live...

All kinds of strange ghost auras were the auras that Zhou Xuan felt from the twenty-four pictures of gods.

"No, Brother Peng, there is a breath that I cannot identify, but I can roughly feel that it is also the breath of the White Walkers."

"You are still missing the last three of your twenty-four divine drawings."

Peng Sheng guided the ancestral tree and entangled Zhou Xuan with the peach branches.

The last three tattoos, the first one, a folding fan and a wake-up stick,
The second one is a high mountain covered in clouds and mist, with a golden dragon coiled around it.

The third picture is a blood altar, on top of which is enshrined a green-faced, fang-toothed evil ghost.

"Brother Xuan, the two pictures in front are your family, representing the storyteller god "Bifang" and the dragon-seeking god "Shanzu".
The third picture represents the alien ghost "Wanshou Fazhu" in the ghost hall.

As soon as the aura of the three pictures entered his body, Zhou Xuan understood clearly and said, "The aura of the alien ghost that I couldn't identify just now was this "Master of Longevity". "

Once all the diagrams of gods have been learned, the secret of the diagram of heaven and ghosts will become clear.

Zhou Xuan shouted to Peng Sheng, "Brother Peng, the Sky Ghost Map is a tattoo made by gathering all the Sky-level alien ghost auras together."

"Brother Xuan is indeed talented."

Peng Sheng's teaching began to go well. He said to Zhou Xuan: "After tattooing for nine incense sticks and learning all the gods' pictures, there will be a chance to tattoo a picture of your own on top of the twenty-four pictures of gods. The picture of the demon is one of these pictures.

Brother Zhou, I will now guide you into this opportunity."

While controlling the "Sixteen Xuans" and fighting with Peng Hou's Heavenly Ghost Map, Peng Sheng said to Zhou Xuan in a loud voice: "Brother Xuan, since you are not from our Tree Clan, you don't know our Tree Clan. From the moment you are born, you can see a mirror..."

A mirror again?

After the second stick of incense burned out, Zhou Xuan took out the mask of Peng Hou from a mirror.

"In the beginning, the mirror was empty. There was no light and no one. When I looked into the mirror, I felt a sense of emptiness. But sometimes, I felt anxious, always wanting to catch something in the mirror.
This mirror is the secret of our tattoo people's rapid practice.
We, the people of this tribe, call this mirror "Kongming".

The empty mirror, as our people grow up, many of the mysteries of the Well Kingdom will appear in the mirror, including the secrets of the incense and the Shinto, the details of worshipping ghosts and gods, and how the gods use their incense and the means.

The growth of things in this mirror will continue until our people are ten years old.
As soon as the tenth birthday comes, the mirror disappears completely, but it is not broken, but hidden. "

Peng Sheng added: "The tattoos made by us tattoo people actually have a mirror image in that invisible mirror.

And this mirrored tattoo is a truly useful tattoo. It will emerge from the mirror and merge with the tattoo we have made, and then our tattoo will have magical power.

There seems to be an illusory world in the mirror, and it is this illusory world that gives us mysterious power."

Zhou Xuan felt his scalp tingling after hearing this.

No wonder Peng Hou’s mask was hidden inside a mirror.

Peng Sheng continued, "As we grow up, the Kongming Mirror hides itself. However, as our incense sticks grow, until the ninth stick of incense is reached, the Kongming Mirror will reappear. But this time, the mirror will become extremely empty.
There are no people, no light, no objects. However, this time of emptiness provides the tattoo artist with an excellent opportunity to let you pour the divine aura from the twenty-four divine paintings into the empty mirror and condense it into a tattoo of your own. "

Peng Sheng added, "Brother Xuan, the twenty-four divine pictures have twenty-four kinds of power, but not every kind of power can be poured into the Kongming Mirror. The more kinds of power you pour into it, the more mysterious the tattoo you condense will be."

"What if I pour all twenty-four powers into it?"

“Theory can’t do it.”

Peng Hou said: "The power of the gods conflicts with the White Walkers, and the power of the Buddha is different from that of the White Walkers and the gods. It is impossible to pour all 24 powers into it at the same time."

After hearing Peng Hou's response, Zhou Xuan felt a little disappointed, but when he thought about the fact that he would soon have a tattoo as powerful as Peng Hou's Tian Gui Tu, he began to have wild thoughts.

But after thinking about it for a while, Zhou Xuan felt a little discouraged and said, "No, Brother Peng, you also said that only the Tree Clan has the Empty Mirror. I am not a member of the Tattoo Clan, so where did I get the mirror?"

"It's just that the tattooed tribesmen have special physiques and are born with the ability to see the mirror. But when Yun Ziliang and I were traveling west to find the Buddha, we once discussed the Kongming Mirror."

“We both believe that the Kongming Mirror is actually widely available in Jing Country, but we need a method to condense the mirror.

I used to think that the method of condensing the mirror was just a guess, until I saw something in your shop, and then I knew that the method of condensing the mirror was valid, so now I want to guide you to open the empty mirror and comprehend the tattoo pattern above the gods. "

Peng Sheng said.

Zhou Xuan was curious and asked, "What did you see in my shop that could confirm that people outside the Tree Clan could also condense a mirror?"

"Brother Ziliang's painting."

"Lao Yun's painting is actually an empty mirror?" Zhou Xuan scratched his head.

"A form of the Empty Bright Mirror." Peng Sheng said, "In our Tattoo Clan, if a person is born blind, his Empty Bright Mirror will be like a painting, which can accommodate souls and spirits and block the secrets of heaven."

Zhou Xuan was shocked when he heard this. No wonder Yun Ziliang hid for three hundred years through that painting and no one found him...

(End of this chapter)