Chapter 724

"That's enough, stop, youth." Songtaosheng waited for a while, and seeing that Unlike Ning Zhuo had no intention of stopping at all, finally spoke again, calling Unlike Ning Zhuo to stop.

Unlike Ning Zhuo's thighs were bloody and blurry; after being reminded, he opened his eyes, was stunned for a moment, and only then understood that he had won.

Songtaosheng was amiable to Unlike Ning Zhuo, while asking for Unlike Ning Zhuo's name, he cast a healing spell.

The wounds on Unlike Ning Zhuo's body began to recover rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This recovery speed made a strange look flash in Songtaosheng's eyes, thinking secretly: "This junior's physical foundation is not bad!"

Unlike Ning Zhuo saluted Songtaosheng, first thanked him, and then respectfully answered his name.

Songtaosheng took out three ink sticks and a jade slip.

"You are the winner this time; this is bitter ink, and this is a method of gathering qi created by the old man himself, named 'Pine Waves Nourishing Qi Art.' These two items are the prizes this time."

Songtaosheng channeled magic power, letting the prizes float in front of Unlike Ning Zhuo.

After Unlike Ning Zhuo thanked him again, under the envious gaze of everyone, he took them with both hands.

He examined the rewards in his hands.

The jade slip recording the cultivation technique was put aside for the time being, and the bitter ink was something he saw for the first time.

This ink stick was not pure black, but a bitter brown, deep and introverted, as if it had absorbed endless night.

It smelled slightly of the clear bitterness of pine and cypress.

It was very heavy; Unlike Ning Zhuo held it in his hand and felt the ink stick was as hard as mysterious iron.

Songtaosheng looked Unlike Ning Zhuo up and down, not concealing his appreciation, stroked his beard and said: "It's a pity you have achieved Foundation Establishment, otherwise with your temperament, cultivating Confucianism would definitely have a bright future."

"Forget it, I will give you another opportunity."

Saying that, Songtaosheng flicked his sleeves lightly, and the Temple of Literature door opened wide.

He faced the dense pine sea outside the door and spread his five fingers wide, grabbing into the void.

The Pine Waves Nourishing Qi Art was immediately activated, letting him take a strand of literary wind.

Songtaosheng cast the literary wind onto Unlike Ning Zhuo's body: "This is the effect of the Pine Waves Nourishing Qi Art. Even if you are not a Confucian cultivator, you can use it. You can experience the use of literary wind well. In the future, if your cultivation is successful, you are allowed to come to this mountain peak at any time to absorb the pine wave wind here."

Unlike Ning Zhuo immediately showed a look of joy and thanked him again.

"Alright, you all can return." Songtaosheng flicked his sleeves and directly sent the guests away.

The second and third place Confucian cultivators immediately showed disappointment; they were still holding onto a fluke, expecting the top three to have rewards.

However, there were not a few Xingyun Trials where the winner takes all.

The crowd poured out of the temple through the Temple of Literature door.

Some people left directly, while others approached Unlike Ning Zhuo and took the initiative to greet him.

Unlike Ning Zhuo did not refuse anyone, with a smile on his face, making good connections.

After being busy for a while, Unlike Ning Zhuo saw Bai Jiyun, Liu Fushu, and Kong Ran waiting for him, so he happily walked with the three.

Bai Jiyun had a comfortable temperament and laughed freely, directly praising: "Fellow Daoist Ning's willpower is admirable!"

Liu Fushu also lost convincingly this time, nodded when he heard the words, and reminded Unlike Ning Zhuo with envy: "As far as I can see, Fellow Daoist Unlike Ning Zhuo, you already have two top spots in the Xingyun Trial. If you have one more top spot, you can go to the registration office and change to another identity token."

Bai Jiyun nodded and added: "This must be done as soon as possible. The entire Myriad Phenomena Sect is watching. If Ning brother can change to a stone token at this time, it can be said that he is standing out."

Kong Ran: "I heard that Situ Xing has already obtained three top spots and has a stone token."

"If Ning brother works hard, there is still a chance."

"But pay attention to the time. If the time drags on, more people will get stone tokens, and it won't be rare or prominent."

According to the rules of the Myriad Phenomena Sect, in the Xingyun Trial, cultivators' identity tokens will be constantly changed. Wood token, stone token, copper token,

iron token, silver token, gold token, until jade token—each level of identity token represents the Myriad Phenomena Sect's affirmation of the cultivator's present and future.

"Good, I will work hard!" Unlike Ning Zhuo nodded.

He couldn't help but ask himself in his heart: At present, is it appropriate to stand out?

Others felt that he should strive for it, but Unlike Ning Zhuo knew his own strength, and plotting a top spot was not a difficult task.

"The problem is, is it appropriate for me to stand out now?"

Unlike Ning Zhuo was also paying attention to the latest intelligence at all times.

Several cultivators had changed to stone tokens, and Situ Xing was indeed one of them.

"Confucian cultivators should hope that I can get a stone token."

"But in my opinion, the likes of Shen Xi and Lin Jinglong have not really exerted their strength, but let Situ Xing show himself first."

"Is it really good for me to show my head now? What will be the loss, and what will be the gain?"

Regarding this question, Unlike Ning Zhuo pondered all the way.

Until he returned to the Bluestone Cave Dwelling, he hadn't pondered it out.

Unlike Ning Zhuo himself knew the reason: "I have no grasp of the specific inside story of the Myriad Phenomena Sect at all. Being new here, many situations have not been figured out, and I haven't even met a real high-level person."

The big-headed youth had at most mixed in the Xiancheng; for such a super sect, this was really the first time he had participated in it. Especially since the Myriad Phenomena Sect was a very large one among many super sects.

The Confucian cultivator group was secretly supporting Unlike Ning Zhuo, but they were only middle-level and were still deliberately keeping a safe distance from Unlike Ning Zhuo. It was impossible to have close communication at all.

Qing Huangzi was a loose cultivator, Jin Dan level; in Unlike Ning Zhuo's view: his positioning should be about the same as his mother Meng Yaoyin's before she died.

Wen Ruanyu was a Confucian cultivator stationed outside all year round, and he was still under house arrest now.

Yang Sanyan, as an important member of the Punishment Hall, might have a profound understanding of the sect's inside story, but he was still in the White Paper Xiancheng.

"Mother still had friends before she died; she left a message in the jade slip before, letting me seek help."

Unlike Ning Zhuo thought of this line again.

But now, approaching rashly would instead bring trouble to himself.

The reason for this was still in the White Paper Xiancheng.

With Wen Ruanyu's report, the high-level of the Myriad Phenomena Sect definitely had an in-depth understanding of the current situation of the White Paper Xiancheng, and by now, they already knew Meng Yaoyin's huge influence in the Xiancheng.

Now, Unlike Ning Zhuo appeared as Meng Yaoyin's son and approached others, which easily aroused suspicion and vigilance.

Everything was too coincidental!

Unlike Ning Zhuo put himself in their shoes; if he faced the son of an old friend, the first thing he would think of was—which high-level person was playing tricks, wanting to use this entry point to gamble on the huge interests of the White Paper Xiancheng?

Since these could not be grasped, Unlike Ning Zhuo only put it down first.

"In the final analysis, being strong oneself is the most practical."

"Need to improve cultivation!"

"If I become Jin Dan, no, even if it's Foundation Establishment late-stage, dealing with things will be more calm than now."

Unlike Ning Zhuo's cultivation was currently stuck on the Demonic-Dyed Blood Tendon Art.

He obtained hanging the head from the beam and piercing the thigh with an awl, and also obtained bitter ink; he couldn't wait to return to the cave dwelling, just to try to study the Demonic-Dyed Blood Tendon Art and strive for a breakthrough!

A moment later.

In the array space for martial arts practice, Unlike Ning Zhuo sat cross-legged alone.

He held a jade slip in his hand, and the content inside was precisely the "Demonic-Dyed Blood Tendon Art."

Divine ability—Human Life Hanging by a Thread!

"Boss, I need your help." Unlike Ning Zhuo contacted Sun Lingtong in the Shuyu Study.

Sun Lingtong had been comprehending the Water Vortex Array, and there was a lot of progress. Unlike Ning Zhuo asked for help, naturally assisting with all his might.

Dao artifact Luoshu page blessing!

"Hoo," Unlike Ning Zhuo took a deep breath, without the slightest hesitation in his eyes.

Hanging the head from the beam, piercing the thigh with an awl!

The hemp rope rose straight to the sky; although there was no beam, it just curled into a few circles in mid-air, and the other end tightly bound Unlike Ning Zhuo's hair, still taking effect.

The wooden awl pierced into his thigh, and a clear sharp pain was transmitted instantly.

Fatigue dissipated, and distracting thoughts were all gone!

Unlike Ning Zhuo lifted the Intent-Comprehension Brush with his other hand, dipped it in the bitter ink water, and began to copy.

The endless bitterness, like the water of a long river, poured into his sea of spirit upper Lower Dantian, bringing heavy pressure to Unlike Ning Zhuo.

Under Unlike Ning Zhuo's brush, he arduously outlined the blood qi operation trajectory, tendon membrane condensation points, and the complex diagram of the erosion and pollution changes described in the cultivation technique.

Under the multiple blessings of bitter ink, Intent-Comprehension Brush, hanging the head from the beam, and piercing the thigh with an awl, Unlike Ning Zhuo's learning ability soared several times.

And under the influence of Luoshu, the deductions obtained were all in the correct direction.

"Hmm?!" Accompanied by the resolution of many past difficulties, Unlike Ning Zhuo had no joy, but instead revealed a look of surprise and heaviness.

In his previous understanding, the "Demonic-Dyed Blood Tendon Art" was blood qi condensation, strengthening the body, good at interfering with and copper-locking others, with rough and direct means.

But now, he suddenly realized that its interior was as profound as an abyss!

The "condensation" of blood qi tendon membranes was not simple accumulation; its internal structure was actually very particular!

Different ways of intertwining tendon membranes, such as spiral, layering, spider web, had different effects on power transmission, speed explosion, defensive toughness, and even erosion efficiency, which varied from person to person and were vastly different!

Relying on the influence of Luoshu, the various mathematical relationships of tendon membrane intertwining structures that Unlike Ning Zhuo deduced made him dazzled and deeply felt its complexity!

Blood qi tendon membranes in his own body were so complex. Placed on others, the complexity was more than a hundred times greater!

"This is by no means done by brute force; it is even a delicate and unparalleled blood qi array collection."

Luoshu helped Unlike Ning Zhuo deduce deeper, and the latter seemed to see a huge and profound maze of knowledge, slowly spreading out before his eyes.

Pfft, pfft—

Unlike Ning Zhuo's arms moved mechanically, continuously stabbing the wooden awl into his thighs.

Blood flowed horizontally, and a group had already accumulated on the ground.

The hemp rope made the hair creak.

Unlike Ning Zhuo's spiritual sense poured into the jade slip, and his other hand held the Intent-Comprehension Brush, moving slowly, as if the tip of the brush carried a weight of ten thousand jun.

His face became paler and paler, and he was covered in cold sweat.

He knew in his heart that he had approached the limit, but the path of deduction and learning was still endless, and there was no sign of the end at all.

"Still want to keep learning—"

Just when Unlike Ning Zhuo's heart and spirit were about to crack and he was about to interrupt his learning, a cool, warm, and moist qi flowed from the outside in, moisturizing his body and heart.

Unlike Ning Zhuo showed a look of surprise, noticing that the source was precisely the literary wind lingering around him.

The literary wind was consumed and transformed into strands of literary qi, like a spirit spring brushing over the dry and irritable sea of consciousness, quickly calming the confusion of consciousness and irritable burning sensation produced by excessive deduction.

After half a cup of tea, Unlike Ning Zhuo's brush tip paused; the last stroke was extremely difficult, but it was finally outlined.

Unlike Ning Zhuo slowly put down the brush; his face was as pale as paper, his soul rarely transmitted bursts of strong weakness, and the pain on his physical body attacked one after another. The upper Lower Dantian was dim, remaining with endless bitterness.

Unlike Ning Zhuo's eyes were listless; he closed them for a while, endured the sleepiness, and slowly opened them, only then having a trace of divine light in his eyes.

Looking at the jade slip floating in front of him, Unlike Ning Zhuo revealed a look of heaviness.

"The profundity of this art far exceeds what I thought before!"

He originally thought that the complexity of the Demonic-Dyed Blood Tendon Art was about the same as the Mirror Platform Psychic Art and the Five-Element Qi Law Art.

But this breakthrough study directly overturned this old cognition of his.

"The Demonic-Dyed Blood Tendon Art seems simple and rough, but it is all an illusion. This cultivation technique is very complex and delicate, designing the essence of blood qi, the massive structure of tendon membrane intertwining, qi and blood erosion, and even the secret of flesh and blood derivation—it is by no means achievable overnight."

Unlike Ning Zhuo couldn't help but look up and sigh: "No wonder I have been progressing slowly in demonic arts before."

"The biggest reason is actually that this cultivation technique is quite complex, far exceeding the other two cultivation techniques."

This discovery undoubtedly disrupted Unlike Ning Zhuo's plan.

"Don't think about these for now." His state had not been this bad for a while.

Just by reviewing a little, he felt strong fatigue again; intense sleepiness kept attacking, and the production of thoughts in the upper Lower Dantian was even scarcer and more difficult.

Just when Unlike Ning Zhuo fell into a deep sleep, Ban Ji was furious in the cave dwelling.

He had just learned that Unlike Ning Zhuo had won another top spot in the Xingyun Trial.

"What the hell are you four doing?"

"Took my heavy money, not working?"

"Letting Unlike Ning Zhuo be so grand and win another top spot?"

"He already has two top spots, two! Just one more, and he can win the stone token."

Ban Ji used a secret contact method to continuously question the four demonic cultivators.

The demonic cultivators were all silent.

It was indeed their fault.

Of course, they recognized Ban Ji's personal combat power and family background more. Therefore, after letting Ban Ji vent, someone responded.

Rust Disaster Craftsman responded in a muffled voice; he was actively investigating more intelligence about Unlike Ning Zhuo, and half of the heavy money obtained from Ban Ji had already been spent.

Wangyan Monk said that he had been provoking Unlike Ning Zhuo, but the latter didn't respond.

Liu Lord Qing Yan said that she had been disguising her appearance, following Unlike Ning Zhuo, and even saw with her own eyes Unlike Ning Zhuo climbing the mountain, participating in the Xingyun Trial in the Temple of Literature, and finally winning and leaving the field.

"Then, what do you say, Pan Si Niangzi?" Ban Ji's anger dissipated a little.

Pan Si Niangzi did not respond; Ban Ji shouted a few times, but Pan Si Niangzi never made a sound, which made Ban Ji's anger rise again, and he couldn't help but smash things in the cave dwelling.

Cultivating demonic arts has such drawbacks; emotional ups and downs are very large, and one must pay attention to venting.

Being able to vent is actually a good thing.

Ban Ji cultivated demonic arts and also accumulated a lot of experience; with the help of venting, he gradually stabilized his state of mind: "The matter of restraining Unlike Ning Zhuo can only be done by the four demons."

"I must not be overwhelmed by anger, but should focus more on my own goals!"

Ban Ji's next goal had long been set, which was Che Zhuzi, who was a demon cultivator and had a hand in mechanism techniques.

In previous years, he would hold his own Xingyun Trial, which had content about mechanism techniques.

The real intention was actually for him to promote his own Void Spider Silk.

This precious material can be refined to allow the silk threads controlling mechanism creations to penetrate the void and look at other places. For controlling mechanisms, it is extremely practical!

"If I have this kind of silk thread, the range of controlling mechanisms will soar more than twenty times, and the silk thread penetrates the void, which can also avoid strikes and destruction to a great extent."

Just as Ban Ji was fantasizing, Pan Si Niangzi's voice finally came.

The latter said excitedly and proudly: "Ban Ji, what can you expect from others? Tell you, I have made great progress!"

"This time, I successfully seduced a mechanism cultivator of the Myriad Phenomena Sect."

"In previous years, he would hold Xingyun Trials related to mechanism techniques, and his control silk threads were very good, able to penetrate space."

"I guess that big-headed youth will definitely take the bait. By then, I can use the Xingyun Trial to make things difficult for him."

Ban Ji:

The more he listened, the stronger the ominous feeling in his heart became.

He moved his lips a few times, and finally asked with a fluke: "Who is the person you seduced?"

Pan Si Niangzi: "Oh, his name is Che Zhuzi."

Ban Ji's eyes went dark, his body staggered, and he almost fell to the ground!