Chapter 17 The Secret Methods of Zang Yao Sect

Author: Yueting A Cup of Wine

Chapter 17 The Secret Methods of Zang Yao Sect

After Su Yang left, Yi Sanmei did not go to rest as he said, but lit the candle again and sat at the desk.

For Su Yang, teaching these children who grew up in various places under Zang Yaozong's rule may just be out of a little nostalgia for his hometown, but Yi Sanmei will never let go of any bit of knowledge that can be mastered. Because she knows

, my chances of surviving are pitifully limited.

She tried hard to hold the brush like Su Yang taught her, carefully took out the scraps from today's calligraphy practice, and "drawed" some words she had seen on the back. Especially the two characters on Qiu Xinglun's knife. Wait until she finished these

After all the words were written down, Yi Sanmei put away the scraps of manuscripts and brushes and ink, boldly asked the machine puppet to bring a bamboo chopstick, opened the book and began to compare and outline the words on the book with the bamboo chopsticks.

Although she doesn't know the meaning of these words yet, she wants to familiarize herself with the shapes of these words first.

The candlelight flickered, and the orange halo outlined a small figure on the window paper. The full moon fell, passing by the rising sun. A line of dark red clouds and mist billowed in the east, and a corner of golden light emerged from the darkness.

Yinshi arrived, and before the machine puppet could knock on the door, Yi Sanmei opened the door and walked into the yard, stretching out.

Su Yang looked at her with a smile on his sleeves. "How did you sleep last night? Do you need extra bedding?"

Sanmei Yi, who hadn't slept in bed all night, nodded a little guiltily and said, "Thank you, senior brother. There's no need to sleep. The bed is very comfortable."

Su Yang sighed softly, thinking of what she was going to experience later, and suddenly didn't know what to say. He just bent down and touched Sister Yi's head, and led her out of the yard. "Breakfast can't be eaten until later."

Sister Yi nodded obediently after hearing this.

I didn't take a closer look yesterday, but now I just want to take a closer look at Danxin Pavilion.

The winding corridor is next to a pond full of lotus, and the rockery is connected with tall pines and cypresses, casting a shadow on the stone road. After exiting the Half-Moon Gate, there are covered bridges connecting the high attics. It is antique and cannot be seen at all.

The place where people practice Taoism and refine medicine is more like a family mansion in the mortal world.

After leaving the courtyard, a long staircase led the two people up. Looking to the left, there were several lofts similar to the one Yi Sanmei lived in. A man was coming out carrying a huge porcelain plate and saw two people.

He saluted with some surprise.

Su Yang first took Sister Yi to return the gift, and then said: "That is the place in Ruoyu Peak that is really called Danxin Pavilion. There are ten people and hundreds of machine puppets refining medicine here, and they are all ordinary elixirs. If

If you need special elixirs, we will take care of them when the master is not available."

Yi Sanmei was a little confused: "I heard that the alchemists who refine the elixirs are only one-in-a-million people. I don't know anything. The master hasn't taught me anything, so how can I help?"

"Master won't teach us how to make elixirs. He always lets people learn by themselves. If you want to learn, master has released books and recipes for anyone to learn. You can see for yourself. In fact, those people don't know how to make elixirs. All elixirs are made by

They are responsible for recording the loss of the mechanism puppets, and helping to control the mountain guarding formation and communicate with outsiders."

Sanmei Yi was dumbfounded when she heard this. "Can the alchemy furnace and the machine puppets both make medicine?"

Taking into account the strength of Sanmei Yi's legs, Su Yang slowed down and climbed the stairs while explaining to Sanmei Yi: "I was also surprised at first...Zang Yao, the sect's formations from 10,000 years ago have been preserved to the greatest extent.

Many people have developed and perfected the methods of the Wanhun Sect step by step, and now they have developed a formation that is refined on objects, which can make them focus on one thing like a living person."

His voice paused slightly, "This technology completely surpasses the disadvantages of refining elixirs by humans. I really don't know what the principle is."

While chatting, we quickly arrived at the place. In front of us was a quaint giant palace. In front of the palace was a seemingly small hexagonal square. When Yi Sanmei followed Su Yang into the square, she suddenly felt that the sky was flying upward infinitely.

The ground stretched infinitely into the distance, and the palace seemed to be far and near no longer as real as before. Only the three large words on the palace plaque were imprinted in Yi Sanmei's mind, which was indelible.

"This is the Teruoma Palace. This palace is a top-quality magic weapon. Anyone who intends to approach the Teruoma Palace will be involved in the formation. In the future, you must remember the footwork formula for entering the Teruoma Palace. Every formation will

The solutions are different every time..." As he spoke, Su Yang's figure was like a dragon floating around. Yi Sanmei watched closely and followed her closely. She felt that the sky was spinning and a huge ax suddenly struck in front of her eyes, and the earth's veins immediately hit her.

Cracked!

"Don't waver! You have to remember that everything in front of you is false. Neither heaven nor earth is the real heaven and earth. Everything that happens between heaven and earth is just like the morning clouds and sunset, it is all false!"

Yi Sanmei's hands and feet were weak, and she bit her lips so hard that she didn't dare to fall behind even a little bit. She followed Su Yang's steps step by step, and finally walked out of the formation, and the world returned to its original state. Her knees went weak and she almost fell to the ground, but was hit by Su Yang.

Hold the bag.

"Are you okay?" Looking at Su Yang's concerned eyes, Yi Sanmei shook her head, broke away from Su Yang's arms, stood firm on the ground, and exhaled heavily.

"Master, if we were not in seclusion, we would stay in Teruoma Palace most of the time. In fact, there are not many opportunities to go in and out. You are in the room outside Teruma Palace, that is, you can stay here occasionally."

"Is the magical weapon of Terujian Palace also made by the sect itself?"

Su Yang shook his head. "This magic weapon is an ancient treasure. In addition to the great formation between heaven and earth, there are fifteen kinds of formations. Now the skill has been cut off. As far as I know, the weapon refining elder in the sect is sad.

Lord Lianzhen restored fifty-six out of ten of them."

Such powerful methods appeared one after another, and Sanmei Yi developed an inexplicable awe for Zhenjun Beilian, and her understanding of the power of the sect became deeper.
Chapter completed!