I come to see Bai Yujing today

Chapter 67: Opening up the Niwan Palace, the seventh level of the One Night Mysterious Skill
Chen Zhian arrived at Balian Street and came to the door of Xirenju, but found that the candlelight in Xirenju was flickering, but there was no one inside.

"Boss Qu."

Chen Zhian called out but no one answered. He thought for a moment and went into the shop.

"He must have gone out for something, so he is waiting in the shop."

As he was thinking this in his mind, he arrived at the shop to commit the crime, but he saw a long knife on the table, a very small wooden box, and a... classic book.

Chen Zhian could naturally recognize that this long sword was his Yangsui long sword, but today's Yangsui long sword seemed to be a little different. The scabbard and handle were darker, and the black was so deep that it seemed to contain tremendous power.

"The boss of this Xirenju is really careless. He opened the shop door wide and just threw these things on the table casually?"

Chen Zhian picked up the Yangsui long sword, his true energy flowed, and the map of Yujing in the sky slowly unfolded in his mind.

Suddenly, a ray of light shone from the Qingshan Tower shrouded in clouds and mist, merging with the light of Nan Liujing, passing through Chen Zhian's eyes and falling on the knife.

[The name of the sword is Yang Sui. It is forged with acquired energy. After two thousand times of forging, the blade is sharp and the blade has energy. When you inject true energy into it, the flames will spread across the sky and the sword's momentum will be continuous.]

Two thousand forgings?
Chen Zhian's eyes lit up.

It seems that Qu Junhui really did what he said and must have put a lot of effort into this Yangsui long sword.

In just a few days, the Hundred-forged Sword with 300 forgings turned into a Thousand-forged Long Sword with 2,000 forgings. The leap in value is almost immeasurable.

Chen Zhian was eager to try out the sharpness of the long sword, but then I remembered that this was Xuan Tianjing. Although there was no curfew, if we casually wield swords and guns, I am afraid it would inevitably bring disaster.

So he suppressed the impulse in his heart and put the Yangsui long sword into the Chenglu Ring.

"This acquired energy is truly mysterious. The acquired energy left over from alchemy is used to forge Yang Sui, which is equivalent to recreating Yang Sui!"

The leap from three hundred forged swords to two thousand forged swords is almost impossible in many cases.

The materials for making a hundred-forged long sword are not enough to support two thousand times of forging, but with the addition of acquired energy, it almost turns the impossible into possible.

"In addition to the acquired energy, Boss Qu must have added some precious materials to this long sword."

Chen Zhian felt secretly delighted.

He went to deliver a knife and did not encounter any danger. In fact, the evil spirit emanating from the evil knife [Geng Fan] helped him to fully master the power of the knife.

At the same time, it also fulfilled his own idea - he was willing to help a person like Yu Li Ke, and [Gong Fan] should return to its owner.

But even though this was something that was quite beneficial to Chen Zhian, Qu Junhui's reward was extremely generous.

As Chen Zhian was thinking about this, his eyes fell on a book again.

[The Sutra of Long Day's Peace and Hidden Peace].

Chen Zhian roughly flipped open the book, glanced at it, and was immediately surprised at Qu Junhui's attentiveness.

"A third-grade profound skill, the Long Day's An Yin Sutra... It gathers energy and essence, conceals the divine essence... Others cannot understand it, and it is difficult to know its depth."

This kind of profound skill of gathering essence and covering the spirit must be very precious. Qu Junhui placed it on the table with the intention of giving it to Chen Zhian.

Chen Zhian accepted the book without hesitation, and his eyes finally fell on the wooden box placed in the center.

He slowly opened the wooden box, and what he saw was a white pill, as white and transparent as a pearl.

This pill was also wrapped in a layer of faint mysterious aura, flowing slowly, just like a dragon ball that had just been spit out.

He didn't waste any more time, put away the pills, returned to the courtyard on Fusang Street, and closed the door.

Then he sat cross-legged in the small pavilion in the backyard and swallowed the pill.

The White Jade Cicada Shell Chapter was quietly running, and the fruits on the True Essence Wonderful Tree in Chen Zhian's Yuanguanzhong were shaking, and streams of True Essence like white jade were flowing out.

The powerful drug seemed to be taking effect. Chen Zhian's true energy seemed to have turned into eyes, allowing him to see through his own body and his own wandering soul.

"White Jade Cicada Shell Chapter... The third level, forging the Niwan Palace."

White jade is the palace, cicada sheds its skin and becomes a god...

Chen Zhian's true energy flowed, rustling, causing subtle changes in his body. It was because of this change that his mind began to hurt more.

Chen Zhian took a deep breath and opened his eyes.

Sensing the Niwan, forging the Niwan Palace, and allowing the divine essences to reside in it are the only way to reach the divine essence realm, and it requires steady practice; going too fast will cause the Niwan to become unstable.

However, the effect of this pill refined with acquired energy seems to be extremely rapid.

As the medicinal power was brought out by wisps of true energy, Chen Zhian only felt that his Niwan had become much more stable.

And...as the Niwan Palace gradually took shape.

Chen Zhian suddenly felt very familiar: "I go to Baiyujing every day, my consciousness is like the spirit, Baiyujing is also like Niwan Palace... Since it is so familiar, why should I be careful everywhere? Even if I go faster, I am afraid it will not be a problem."

He couldn't help but close his eyes again, trying to speed up the casting of the Niwan Palace.

The flow rate of the real person increased, and the White Jade Cicada Shell was running frantically. Chen Zhian only felt that his true energy was being consumed rapidly.

But whenever his true energy was about to be exhausted, the acquired energy in the elixir would be released to replenish his true energy!
"No wonder even a rich young man like Si Hougui considers this acquired energy as a rare opportunity."

Chen Zhian was concentrating on casting the Niwan Palace. It seemed as if a void space was opened up in his brain to accommodate the condensed divine energy.

Until... an hour passed.

Chen Zhian opened his eyes and his consciousness sank into the Niwan Palace, only to see that the Niwan Palace was already standing there, and it was only missing the divine energy to move in!
In one night, Chen Zhian had already built the Niwan Palace, which took the most time. If others saw it, they would probably find it incredible. Even Chen Zhian at this moment understood it in his heart...

"With my bones and talents, I'm afraid it's not an exaggeration to call me a genius."

A smile appeared on his face.

Only one step away from the realm of divine essence is to condense divine essence.

"To condense the first divine essence, it takes others more than a month. They need to sense and nourish the mud pill every day, and let it produce divine essence. But I don't know how many days it will take for my mud pill to produce the first divine essence... How should I nourish the mud pill?"

Chen Zhian was thinking this in his heart when suddenly a scream was heard.

Chen Zhian was startled and turned around to look, only to see a young man in a Taoist robe and a Taoist bun on the wall of the backyard. He screamed and fell off the wall.

Someone is spying...

Chen Zhian's expression changed slightly. He bent down and jumped onto the top of the wall.

But the young Taoist priest suddenly disappeared.

"It's the young man who came here in the sedan chair with General Rongtian yesterday."

Although it was just a quick glance, Chen Zhian had already recognized the identity of the young man.

"The figure number twenty-two on the Young Tiger Monument, the young master of Old Sword Mountain, tried to climb the wall like someone else, but fell down?" Chen Zhian was a little amused and thought about it, but did not pursue the matter further.

I caught up with him, but couldn’t defeat him.

Besides, I haven't done anything against the law. If he wants to see, let him see.

When Chen Zhian thought of this, he climbed down the wall and did not stay in the backyard. Instead, he returned to the house and sat cross-legged. The map of Jade Capital in the sky slowly opened in his mind.

His consciousness fell into Nanliu Jing Kaiyangque.

There was no one in the Kaiyang Palace, and the purple air and the yellow air were becoming increasingly dense. Chen Zhian's gaze could not help but penetrate the clouds and mist, through the void, and fell on the Kunlun Lake.

However, the spiritual energy of Kunlun in the Kunlun Lake became thicker and thicker. Forty red ginger plants were connected together, and the flower that bloomed began to absorb the spiritual energy of Kunlun again.

"I opened up the Niwan Palace, and the Yuanguan Pass became even wider. The Kunlun Lake in the Jade Capital Map in the sky also became more mysterious."

When he thought of this, he carefully counted the Yujing Qi in the void and found that there were more than ten more Yujing Qi.

"Once my divine essence enters Niwan Palace and I have completely entered the divine essence realm, I think there will be many more Yujing auras. At that time, I will be able to use the Yujing aura and the Mingjing Tower to check out the opportunities and treasures around me."

Chen Zhian was quite happy in his heart, and he sat cross-legged in the Kaiyang Palace again, letting the purple air and the yellow air slowly float over and wrap around his body.

He closed his eyes, and the mysterious secret book of [Changri Anyin Sutra] emerged in his mind.

He pondered it carefully until the sky outside became bright, and then his consciousness left Baiyujing.

Chen Zhian opened his eyes in the room. The sun was rising outside the door, and its light fell on the window lattice, casting spots of light.

He practiced the Changri Anyin Sutra and felt that his true energy, his spirit, and even the Niwan Palace he had opened up were all obscured by clouds and mist.

In the first level, the true energy and spirit are looming.

The third level is hazy.

The fifth level is whether it is true or false, and it is extremely unreal.

The seventh level is like a thick fog covering the mountains, and everything is hidden in the fog.

Overnight, Chen Zhian, with the help of his own understanding, the purple air and Huangting in the Kaiyang Palace, practiced to the seventh level and achieved perfection in the Changri Anyin Sutra...

The day is long and peaceful, with all the laws of the world covered like a wonderful mist, and the great universe hidden in it.

"This is a profound Buddhist skill." Chen Zhian was quite satisfied.

Just at this moment, there was another noise suddenly coming from the backyard.

Chen Zhian frowned and went to the backyard, only to see a tiny package dropped in the yard.

He opened the package and found two taels of silver inside.

"I didn't mean to see you, please don't be offended, this silver is my apology."

Chen Zhian didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He looked around but there was no one else around.

"What a simple apology." Chen Zhian accepted the two taels of silver and decided not to argue with the young sword master of Old Sword Mountain.

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In Cuiwei Palace, Princess Shang Qiu rested her chin on her hands, looking at the many letters on the table.

“This Chen Zhian may look young, but he is quite mature in his dealings. So many high officials have gone to see him, but he refuses to see them.

Now all the letters asking for paintings are written to me.”

She stretched out an arm as white as jade and flipped through the letters.

"To the Governor's Mansion, to the Supreme Court Minister's Mansion, to the General Longxiang's Mansion, to the Minister of War's Mansion..."

"There is also a letter from the Minister of Revenue, Li Fu. Sister Linglong shouldn't have hung that painting in the East Hall of Yufu Palace."

(End of this chapter)