Chapter 3 Xuanming Zhenjing

In the center of New York, in a modern luxury office building.

In the luxurious office, a white middle-aged man is sitting leisurely on the sofa.

"Have you found it?" He picked up a glass of red wine on the table and stared at the crimson ** in his hand, and the white man said lightly.

"Not yet." Far from him, a middle-aged man in a black suit replied.

"Dat~ Da~" The white man tapped his fingers rhythmically on the table. The next moment, he looked at the black suit, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes. "Not yet?"

"Yes, sir." The black suit's face changed slightly, and his forehead sweated coldly. "But according to the information we got, his hometown is Qingzhou, China. Twenty-two years ago, his master, who was there, maybe we can find him there."

"Maybe?" A sneer flashed on the middle-aged man's face, "Three years ago, you said it must be successful. Three years later, it seems that he is suspected, but now it has become possible?"

"shir, we will definitely find him!" Seeing this, the black suit trembled and said quickly.

"If you can't find him, you won't exist!" A murder flashed in the white man's eyes and snorted coldly.

"Yes, sir." The black suit hurriedly saluted a military salute and withdrew from the office.

"Three years have passed, and you have finally appeared!" The white man walked to the window and looked in the direction of China, with a fine light gushing out of his eyes.

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Lying in the bathtub, Ye Xiu played with a simple dagger in his hand, with two ancient handwritings, "Sura" on the simple sword.

"No one moved the Swiss bank's money. It seems that the possibility of a traitor can be ruled out." Looking at the ceiling, a terrible light flashed in Ye Xiu's eyes.

"If you are not an internal traitor, who will do it?" Ye Xiu looked more confused.

Ye Xiu's medieval Pu short sword shook and suddenly disappeared. "This time, those guys should get the news by using the account of the Swiss Bank."

Swiss Bank claims to be the safest bank in the world, but Ye Xiu knows that this so-called safest bank is an undefense bank in the eyes of some real strong people. Although these people will not dare to modify the bank's data at will, it is extremely easy to find out the flow of some funds.

"I hope those guys will come soon. No matter who you dare to do it, you must have the consciousness of death!" Suddenly, a powerful murderous atmosphere broke out on Ye Xiu's body. The air stagnated, and the temperature around him plumved sharply, like an ice cellar. Compared with the horrible murderous atmosphere that broke out on Ye Xiu, the three Lei Ge on the train during the day were simply clever little sheep.

People who can successfully plan the action they dealt with three years ago are absolutely able to find the abnormality of their accounts in Swiss banks. Once they find that they are not dead, it should not be difficult to find themselves with their ability. In the face of unknown enemies, it is far better to lead a snake out of a hole than looking for a needle in a haystack.

"Three years, I will let you know that Shura was more powerful." Ye Xiu moved slightly, like a ghost, and disappeared from the bathroom in an instant. The next moment, he already appeared in the living room.

Sitting in front of the window, Ye Xiu subconsciously touched an ink-black simple ring in his hand, and suddenly a cool and warm breath swept Ye Xiu's whole body. He got this ring in a dangerous place, and the Xuanming Zhenjing is beside it. I don't know which predecessor left this skill, but it is extremely profound. I'm afraid that the person who dealt with Ye Xiu at the beginning would never have thought that although his actions three years ago trapped him for three years, these three years were also the three years of his fastest progress in martial arts. In three years, he has reached the peak of the current heavenly level from the beginning of the heavenly level. If the behind-the-scenes black hand knew that it would cause such a result, I don't know how to feel!

However, what makes Ye Xiu feel a little strange is that when he returns to this world, this skill can only be practiced at night, and the effect of practice during the day is extremely poor. This also made him, who had just got out of trouble, once very puzzled. He could practice at any time in a dangerous place at the beginning. It was also because of this that he was able to reach the peak of the current heavenly level in just three years from the beginning of the original heavenly level.

According to the records of the Xuanming True Sutra, this ring is a storage ring. If you want to open the storage ring, you must turn the true gas in your body into a true element to open it. The skills in the Netherworld True Sutra are only recorded the method of practicing to the true element, and the rest of the skills are in this storage ring.

Ziyuan!

The only way to open the storage ring is to cultivate the true qi in the body to the real state.

The true element is a qualitative change of true qi. It is said that it is the person who can cultivate the true element.

"Realists, are there really practitioners in this world?" There is a trace of doubt in Ye Xiu's eyes. Three years ago, he was already the peak of the world. But he has never heard of practitioners, and even Zhenyuan. In a world with less than 20 masters, someone can surpass the heavenly level?

If it were Ye Xiu before, he would not believe that there would be a higher realm above the heavenly level, but now his strength has reached the peak of the heavenly level, and he can clearly feel that there is a stronger realm above the heavenly level.

shook his head. Zhenyuan's realm is not small from him now. At present, the efficiency of cultivation is greatly reduced. Ye Xiu needs to seize all the time to practice and strengthen himself. The behind-the-scenes black hand dared to deal with himself, which is definitely not easy. He dares not slack off at all. He didn't want to try the tragedy three years ago.

"Dong Dong..."

Suddenly, a crisp bell interrupted Ye Xiu's thinking.

"Please come in!" Ye Xiu moved slightly and returned to the sofa.

Immediately, a waiter pushing the dining car came in.

"Mr. Ye, this is the dinner you want."

"Mr. Ye, if you need anything else, just tell me." After putting down the dinner, the waiter retreated respectfully.

"Um~" Ye Xiu nodded slightly.

After dinner, Ye Xiu began to practice again in front of the window.

Xuanming Zhenjing, this skill includes not only the Nether Heart Sutra, but also all kinds of good and bad fairy magic methods such as spells, alchemy, phase medicine, etc., which can be said to be a variety of and all-encompassing.

At night, the yin is prosperous and the yang is declining. Ye Xiu was a strong man who cultivated ancient martial arts to the heavenly level. He has a strong understanding of true qi. True qi has properties. There is a great difference between the five elements of yin and yang, and the true qi nature of ancient martial arts. After knowing that the Nether Real Sutra can only be practiced at night, Ye Xiu knew that this skill is likely to be a yin attribute, and the true qi cultivated is feminine.

The Nether Heart Sutra runs at will. In Dantian, a thick true qi slowly turns with Ye Xiu's cultivation and keeps becoming thick.

"Sure enough!" Ye Xiu suddenly sighed.

Through these days of practice, Ye Xiu also found a problem, that is, his cultivation speed decreased. To be precise, the aura in the world is not as strong as in any strange place at the beginning. At the beginning, Ye Xiu was not sure. It was not until after several attempts that he finally made it.

The aura of heaven and earth is scarce. Ye Xiu knew it as early as when he practiced ancient martial arts. In recent hundreds of years, there have been fewer and fewer heavenly masters in the world. Up to now, there are less than 20 heavenly masters he knows in the whole world. Thousands of years ago, there were countless heavenly masters in the ancient martial arts world of China alone. Even in the most turbulent period in China decades ago, there were dozens of heavenly masters in China.

"It can only take some more time!" Ye Xiu is a little helpless. The increase speed of true qi in his body is obviously not as fast as that of any strange place. Not only that, the time he can practice is also much less now, and only he can practice at night. In this way, his cultivation progress is greatly reduced.

"If you have time, you have to find some medicinal herbs to try alchemy." Ye Xiu said secretly in his heart.

There are many methods of alchemy in the Xuanming True Sutra. Those elixirs are mostly true qi that can quickly increase cultivation. In the past, there were no alchemy herbs in any dangerous place, and Ye Xiu has never tried alchemy. After coming back, not only the practice time was greatly shortened, but also the efficiency decreased a lot. Ye Xiu had to put his mind on alchemy.

He practiced until dawn. When the morning sun shone on Ye Xiu's body through the curtains, he ended the night's practice. At this time, the yin qi between heaven and earth was already extremely rare, and the cultivation efficiency was less than one-tenth of the night.

After changing his clothes and having a simple breakfast in the restaurant, Ye Xiu came to Qingshui Park.

Qingshui Park is the largest park in Qingzhou, with charming scenery in the park. In the midsummer morning, the park is filled with a thin layer of fog, and some morning exercises can be faintly seen in the fog.

Ye Xiu quickly passed through the small lake in the center of the park. On the lawn not far away, there were several figures playing Tai Chi.

He glanced at those figures quickly and finally fell on an old man in a white Tang costume.

Ye Xiu smiled at the corners of his mouth and quickly stepped forward.

"Peng Lao, what's the point of playing Tai Chi alone? I'll accompany you to push." Ye Xiu smiled loudly and strode towards the old man in white Tang costume.

"Oh~it's you..." The old man pretended to be stunned when he saw the person coming, and then he looked a little more happy. Unexpectedly, he played Taiji push with the young man in front of him.

The old people who play Tai Chi beside them are stunned. They who often practice in the morning here naturally know the identity of the old man in Tangzhuang. This young man is so impudent to play Tai Chi with him, which is really too bold.

However, the next moment, their look changed slightly. These old people are practicing Taiji health care. Although their understanding is not high, their understanding of Taiji is not bad. At a glance, it can be seen that the young man who pushes with the old man pretends to be Tang has a very high attainments in Taiji, and even understands the essence of Taiji more than these old people who have practiced for many years.

"Good boy, I haven't seen you for a few years. This pusher's skill is much better." The old man pretending to be also felt that Ye Xiu's pusher was much better than a few years ago. Even he, an old man who had been immersed in this for decades, could barely cope with it.

"Peng is flattered." Ye Xiu smiled slightly.

After a long time, Mr. Peng's forehead had sweated slightly, and the two stopped unwillingly and walked towards the pavilion not far away.