Opening the cover, the paper of this "Record of Cultivation" is light yellow, exuding a faint musty smell, and the handwriting is neatly written:
"The way of water and fire lies in balance. Only by transforming water and fire into yin and yang can one learn the master's ice and fire refining method. After three years of entry, I suddenly realized it."
Cultivation again? Zhang Yuanqing raised his eyebrows.
The last time I saw such a description was in the mountain temple. The notes left by the ghost on the shoulder mentioned some cultivation processes.
Breathing practice, drawing talismans, etc.
"The major professions in the Ming Dynasty were improved by cultivation, not by character cards? It may also be the background setting of the spiritual realm. Yin Yang Sanren are all NPCs, just like Wang Po and Xu Guafu. The Demon Lord took this route. He should have killed them at that time, but later refreshed them, unless it can be confirmed that Yin Yang Sanren really existed in the past history."
Thinking of this, Zhang Yuanqing turned on the computer at hand, logged into the official database, and searched for "Yin Yang Town".
However, apart from a few guides, there is no information about Yinyang Town in the official database.
"Even the Sandaoshan Niangniang Temple is included, but the town where the people settled is not in the database? Are the officials useless? What's wrong with that?"
Zhang Yuanqing cursed subconsciously, and then froze for a moment.
Why did I suddenly become irritable? Zhang Yuanqing pondered for a few seconds before reacting. One of the costs of the Yinyang robe: volatile emotions.
"Huh, restrain yourself." He took a deep breath, "Yinyang Sanren was a figure in the Ming Dynasty, but he is dead. As far as I know, the only strong man still alive in the Ming Dynasty may be Lao Bangzi."
He continued to read on. Because of the traditional Chinese characters, the reading speed was slow. After reading for more than ten minutes, he roughly understood the background of Yinyang Sanren.
He was born in a sect called "Shuihuojiao". The founder of the sect was a god in the Song Dynasty. The sect had a high status in the Central Plains, but the number of disciples in the sect was very small. It was not that the sect did not want to recruit disciples, but that there were too few people with the qualifications to practice.
Yin Yang Sanren mentioned a concept: the world changes, and few can succeed.
"This is similar to what the temple keeper said, the secret of the rise and fall of a thousand years." Zhang Yuanqing quickly turned to the back, but could not find the reason for "the world changes".
He could not help cursing.
Maybe Yin Yang Sanren did not know the specific reason.
In addition, Zhang Yuanqing also noticed that according to Yin Yang Sanren's claim, disciples like him who have cultivated the "Ice Refining Fire Art" are rare in the sect and are the elite among the elites.
"Water and fire are one body? According to the concept of spiritual realm walkers, it means having two major professions. This is impossible for spiritual realm walkers. If someone in the Five Elements Alliance has the abilities of two major professions at the same time, I will definitely hear about it, unless it is kept secret because of the special nature of cultivation?"
He thought while reading the cultivation record.
"After I mastered the Ice Fire Refining Technique, my cultivation became more and more advanced, and I dominated the Central Plains. Later, I set foot in the northern border and rarely met opponents. Later, I went south to challenge the masters of various sects and won battle after battle. I heard that there was a Taoist friend in Sandao Mountain, Songfu, who was good at calling the wind and rain, catching ghosts and demons, and refining pills and making talismans, so I went to challenge him, but was defeated."
"I returned to my master's door in despair and told my master about this. The master smiled and said: Master is also beaten by the old man!"
Sandao Mountain. This is talking about Lao Bangzi, it must be Lao Bangzi. Hiss, is Lao Bangzi so strong? If I meet him in the spiritual realm in the future, I have to consider what kind of kneeling posture can better experience his sincerity.
Zhang Yuanqing grinned secretly, and after a second, he suddenly realized that something was wrong and focused his eyes on the four words "Master is also beaten by the old man".
Master Yin Yang Sanren meant: Your master was also beaten by Lao Bangzi?
Hiss, the founder of the Water and Fire Sect was a figure from the Song Dynasty, and Lao Bangzi had beaten him, which means that Lao Bangzi was ridiculously old, and the identity of Sandashan Niangniang was just a vest in her later years.
Zhang Yuanqing had to re-evaluate Lao Bangzi's strength.
As time passed, the Xiudao Record became thinner and thinner. The subsequent content was some insights of Yin Yang Sanren's travels and cultivation, mixed with the key points of breathing method, the distribution of meridians, etc. Anyway, Zhang Yuanqing didn't understand it.
What surprised him was that Yin Yang Sanren made many friends from both the good and evil paths during his travels. Yes, the evil friends refer to the evil professions.
For those friends from the evil professions, Sanren's evaluation was: generous, chivalrous, and happy to repay and enmity.
"Yin Yang San Ren doesn't look like a person with distorted values. Is the evil profession he met someone like Aunt Xiao Yuan? After watching him for most of his life, it seems that the good and evil are not incompatible. Unlike the current spiritual realm travelers, the enemy camps will fight each other as soon as they meet, and they wish they could beat their brains out."
Zhang Yuanqing quickly turned the pages and was not very interested in what he saw during his travels. It is worth mentioning that he got the Yin Yang robe in an ancient tomb during one of his travels.
Since he got the Yin Yang robe, he began to call himself Yin Yang San Ren and went to Sandao Mountain to challenge Lao Bangzi again.
Still a miserable defeat.
Yin Yang San Ren lay down from then on, drinking and eating meat all day, calling friends and companions, taking care of injustices when he encountered them, and taking heads when he encountered dog officials.
When Yin Yang San Ren entered his later years, he began to want to live forever, lamenting that he was unlucky and was born in an era of great changes in the world.
As he got older, his obsession with immortality became stronger. He no longer talked about cultivation in his cultivation records, but spent all day analyzing immortality plans.
He even thought of using the blood of babies as a guide to try to refine the immortality elixir. Fortunately, he stopped in time, but his obsession with immortality became stronger and stronger.
Seeing this, Zhang Yuanqing's heart trembled.
Before, he thought that the price of the Yin-Yang robe was not serious. After all, immortality is a person's desire for immortality, and it is not a price.
Now that he saw that Yin-Yang Sanren wanted immortality and was almost crazy, he realized the seriousness of the price.
One day, Yin-Yang Sanren heard that the goddess of Sandao Mountain had passed away, and he was greatly stimulated. He wrote in the cultivation record:
"The beauty of the country can't escape the years, alas."
After that, Yin-Yang Sanren established Yin-Yang Town and slept in the dream of immortality.
After reading the Xiudao Record, there is a lot of information. Zhang Yuanqing pinched his eyebrows and digested the information he had gained:
Lao Bangzi is older than I thought, and his strength is terrifying! The relationship between evil professions and lawful professions in the Ming Dynasty was not harmonious, but it was not necessary to divide life and death.
The way to improve professions in the Ming Dynasty was to practice, not character cards.
If it is confirmed that Yin Yang Sanren and Lao Bangzi are real historical figures, then my understanding of the spiritual realm will change, but among the NPCs I know, only Lao Bangzi is alive.
No, maybe I don't need to ask them in person, I have a way to confirm it. Zhang Yuanqing put this question in his heart for the time being and put away the Xiudao Record.
Then, he planned to experience the new skill he learned - Shenyou.
The moment this thought came into his mind, Zhang Yuanqing became inexplicably impatient and wanted to try it immediately, and no one could stop him.
North, the capital of Yan Province.
In a high-end residential area, a young man wearing a sports headband sat carelessly on a high-back chair. Opposite him was a soft big bed, on which lay a middle-aged man with his hands and feet tied.
Bald head, beer belly, thick black hair on chest, sweat on forehead, terrified expression, thick towel stuffed in mouth.
The middle-aged man kept "woooo" in his mouth, his eyes were full of pleading, weak and pitiful like a puppy.
"Tsk tsk tsk" the young man smiled and said: "Look at you now, you really look like a dog wagging its tail for mercy."
He got up and walked to the bedside, pulling out a sharp fruit knife from his waist.
"Woo woo woo" the middle-aged man's struggle was fierce all of a sudden.
"Be quiet, I say, you listen!" The young man's pupils lit up with scarlet light.
The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment.
The young man sat on the bed, playing with a fruit knife, and said with a smile:
"I hate killing without teaching. Before I kill you, I will tell you the reason first, so that you can die with a clear mind.
"First, accepting power-for-sex transactions and forcing women into prostitution. Second, acting as a protective umbrella for evil forces to cover up their murder. Third."
He spoke in a gentle tone, and listed more than ten items.
When he finished, the middle-aged man on the bed was already stiff.
"That's it? See, even your own conscience is not at ease." The young man patted the corpse's shoulder and said gently: "Don't be a human in the next life."
He got up and left the bed, came to the window, opened the window, breathed the night wind, overlooked the lights all over the city, and sighed with satisfaction:
"The world suddenly became beautiful. "
Human nature is ugly, and the world with people is dirty, so this world needs to be cleansed.
At this time, the phone rang.
The young man took out his phone, held it between two fingers, and hung it high in front of his eyes. He stretched out his other hand to answer the call:
"Yin Yue, what's the matter?"
"Magic Eye, have you had enough fun? Return to headquarters quickly. The Palace Master of Stop Killing killed many of us in the North. She is very good at hiding. I need your eyes." The voice on the other end of the phone was loud and irritable.
"Watch your tone!" The young man smiled and said, "How dare you, a general, talk to me like that?"
"I'll watch you, damn it!" The person on the other end of the phone became even more irritable and cursed:
"You four kings are all sick. The first one is shouting for freedom all day long, but he can't be found. The second one actually told me that he wanted to challenge the Palace Master of Stop Killing. If she doesn't accept the challenge, she won't take action?
"The third one happened to enter the spiritual realm. Our eight generals can kill that bitch, but we can't find her!"
The young man scratched his head: "Is that so? Okay, you know my rules, give me a reason to kill her first."
"Does killing need a reason?"
"No."
". When she was hunting members of our organization, she accidentally injured two civilians. Does it count?"
"Count! I'll go over and kill her now."
"You are a psychopath. Are you in the lawful camp or the evil camp? No, all four of you are fucking crazy." Silver Moon God cursed, then changed the subject and said:
"Li Xianzong is dead!"
"Huh?" Demon Eye Heavenly King raised his eyebrows, and the smile on his face disappeared: "What happened?"
"I met Yuanshi Tianzun in the copy and was killed."
"Is that so?" Demon Eye Heavenly King regained his smile and raised his mouth: "Then after I kill the Palace Master of Stop Killing, I will go to Songhai to collect reasons for killing Yuanshi Tianzun."
Zhang Yuanqing floated up, less than ten centimeters from the ceiling, looked down, and his body lay quietly on the bed, without breathing or heartbeat.
"If I don't return in twenty minutes, my body will die completely. "
Zhang Yuanqing realized something and immediately floated out of the room at a very fast speed, passing through the wall to the living room. His current state was very strange. Floating and controlling objects seemed to be innate abilities.
This means that he can use props to fight the enemy in the spirit state, such as taking a knife and shooting.
In addition, the power of the spirit is the power of Taiyin. He can still perform Night Tour and Howling Moon, but he can no longer open the inventory. However, his overall strength is a little worse than that of the main body.
The advantage is that he is immune to physical output in the spirit state, but he is extremely afraid of "spiritual" attacks.
While thinking, Zhang Yuanqing floated into the bedroom of his grandparents, and the two old people had fallen asleep.
He changed his route, hit the wall, and came to his aunt's bedroom.
By the window with pink curtains, his aunt was wearing a thin nightgown, standing in front of the window, silently looking at the night view.
On the bedside table was her black lace bra, which was not small in size.
Jiang Yuzhuo tilted his head slightly, stretched his waist suddenly, and muttered: "I'm so sleepy, sleep"
Zhang Yuanqing watched her get into bed, closed her eyes, her face was quiet and soft, round and well-behaved.
I don't know which man will be able to look at this sleeping face every day in the future. He looked at his aunt's sleeping face and thought, spirits can possess people, why not possess his aunt and try?
On second thought, it seems not good to use family members as experiments, so he immediately dived into the ceiling and came to the house of the residents downstairs.
Downstairs was a young couple living with their parents. As soon as Zhang Yuanqing penetrated the floor, he heard the "creaking" sound of the rocking bed and the not-so-obvious collision sound covered by the thin quilt.
Following the sound, he saw two overlapping bodies.
Uh, I came at the wrong time. How can I possess him who was watching the dirty movie on the spot? He had no choice but to give up.
At this time, he heard the collision sound intensify, then calm down, and the ups and downs of the thin quilt also stopped.
Then came the wife's complaint: "Why so fast again?"
"I'm a little tired from working overtime these days."
"You said the same thing last time."
"Oh, are you annoying? Go to sleep. You have to go to work tomorrow."
Brother, you need the endurance spray to regain your confidence as a man. Everyone upstairs and downstairs will give you a 20% discount. Zhang Yuanqing's spirit body floated up and returned to his aunt's room.
This time, he entered his uncle's house next door with a clear goal and came to the master bedroom.
Uncle and aunt did not sleep. One was wearing a mask and watching variety shows, and the other was holding a mobile phone to watch rap videos, and occasionally said a few single rhymes.
"Look at this Yuanzi, eating hot buns, looking silly." Uncle's head suddenly drooped, and then immediately raised his head, looking at his wife beside him, and said solemnly:
"I think we should be nicer to Yuanzi. "
Auntie kept her eyes on the tablet and said, "Aren't we treating him well?"
"I mean in terms of finances. We should give him more pocket money. Although my mother will give him money, we, as his uncle and aunt, should also give him more."
"Oh, then I'll give him a few thousand every month." Auntie said nonchalantly.
"Auntie is so nice. Oh no, my wife is so nice."
Auntie's attention was not on uncle. She didn't care about the slip of the tongue. She watched the variety show and said disdainfully:
"You said that your elder sister has only known how to make money in these years. When has she ever worried about Yuanzi? She never went to the parent-teacher meeting, never cared about his studies, and didn't care about his fatherless child being bullied every day at school. You had to go to school to make trouble. She always threw a lot of money at her son, thinking she was great. Bah, her money is nothing."
Uncle looked embarrassed: "Say less. "
After all, she is my mother.
Aunt sighed:
"Look at Yuanzi these years, he would rather dance with you than ask for her money. When this child first came here, he was only in elementary school, but he was very cautious. Whenever you were not around, he would come to please me. He was afraid that I would hate him and could not live at home.
"He was also very cautious with your parents. At that time, he was not close to his grandparents, so he learned to live under someone else's roof at a young age. Well, I remember Yuer was like this when she was a child, so they have been close since childhood."
After saying that, she saw her husband's eyes dim.
"This is not like you." Aunt noticed something was wrong.
I thought, at this time, you should do a talk show, such as: With me as your uncle to raise you, it's the same whether you have a mother or not, ah, it's the same!
"Go to sleep!"
Uncle put down his mobile phone and pulled up the quilt.
The next day, Zhang Yuanqing came to the unit wearing a mask and a baseball cap.
Going up to the second floor, he glanced at the office area, and walked straight to Guan Ya and said:
"Sister Guan Ya, I have a question for you."
Guan Ya had already used the diluted life essence to repair the injuries in the copy. She flexibly turned the ballpoint pen with her fingers and smiled:
"Do girls like it longer or shorter? Or, thicker or thinner?"
Zhang Yuanqing said helplessly: "Don't be like this, I'm just a child."
Guan Ya blinked: "Did I say anything? I thought you were asking about high heels."
Zhang Yuanqing coughed and corrected the topic, saying:
"I heard from Xie Lingxi that the ancestor of the Xiahou family was the first group of spiritual realm walkers? How long did he live? When did the first group of spiritual realm walkers appear."