endless route.

Chapter 179 18. Magical restraint method
At the west gate of the Heavenly Palace, dawn breaks in the early morning.

Lines of golden light pierced out from behind Dongfang Mountain, breaking through the misty clouds and mist, bathing the palaces in the mountains with golden light.

But it was still dark all around.

A group of five people walked out of the stone path and returned to the city gate. They waited for Ji Dao to take out the key and unlock the door before entering.

"Master Xian, the east, west, north and south of the Heavenly Palace are determined according to the direction of the rising sun. If the sun rises from this side, then this side is the east." Ji Dao explained with the dragon egg on his back.

"It's also a positioning method."

Zheng Yun nodded and followed him.

"The colorful clouds have dispersed and autumn is coming."

Ji Dao looked into the distance and said softly.

There is no colorful clouds in the east. It seems that last night is indeed the last chance. If it is later, we will miss the opportunity to collect eggs.

However, judging from this operation, it doesn’t matter the time to retrieve the eggs. It’s still a robbery anyway, so there’s no point in timing. If I’m in a good mood that day, I can go there a few more times.

After a while.

Jidao unlocked and opened the door, and everyone got into the city wall built between the cracks of the Rift Valley. They walked left and right in the corridor of the city wall before walking back to the Tiangong area and walking along the stone corridor.

Just entered the Heavenly Palace.

Everyone took off their gas masks.

Ji Dao said that the Tiangong domain is located in a wind-sheltered valley, and there are not many sources of poisons. There are also various defensive measures. They are all exquisite designs left by the ancients. You don't need to wear them when you come back.

But just took it off for a moment.

Zheng Yun took it up again.

The smell of fragrant sand is similar to Chinese herbal medicine, and it is an extremely bitter herbal medicine that makes people feel uncomfortable when it goes into the nose.

"Master Xian, Master Ji, you are back safely."

There was a little Taoist guarding the porch, with a lantern under his feet, and he leaned against the wall to doze off. Hearing Ji Dao and Zheng Yun's chatter, he suddenly woke up and smiled.

While speaking, he was happy on the one hand, and on the other hand, he looked behind Jidao quietly, and saw the huge, round black cloth at a glance, with strange colors in his eyes.

"You go back too."

"Has Zhang Ergou come back?"

Zheng Yun spoke softly. This little Taoist priest was very obedient and was only fifteen or sixteen years old. He had great potential for development.

"Not yet." The little Taoist shook his head.

"Master Immortal, please go back and take a look first. I will go after placing the dragon eggs." Ji Dao immediately said with a twitch of his eyelids, then looked at the little Taoist priest: "Go and fetch some good horses."

"How are you going to position the hatch?"

Zheng Yun asked curiously, and at the same time he quickened his pace. The Tiangong stone corridor was spacious and gentle, and he ran very fast.

"There is a dragon farm in the Tiangong area. It is behind the crane courtyard. Dragon eggs can be placed there without special hatching. They can be buried in the soil and hatch naturally. It will take about three months."

Ji Dao returned and patted the dragon egg.

Zheng Yun nodded. Ji Dao is an expert in this way. There is no need for outsiders to get involved. Let him take care of himself slowly.

I had briefly asked on the road before that it would take at least 20 years to raise a dragon to adulthood due to its huge size.

Ji Dao thinks it's slow.

Zheng Yun felt horrified.

The growth rate of this dragon is too fast, especially in its juvenile stage. One year is one year. In the first year of raising it, it can grow more than two feet, which is enough for them to ride the dragon and travel around the sea.

The key is to manage enough food.

You can go to modern society to buy some, but you still have to rely on local products outside the Tiangong territory. If the land and water support a person, the dragon will have to eat poisonous things.

Things that are not poisonous may be poisonous to the dragon. Ji Dao also has to carefully match the food according to ancient books.

Not long after gone.

The little Taoist priest hurriedly brought two majestic black demon horses from the valley, and the elegant saddles had already been installed.

After summoning the ghost general for a little help, Zheng Yun got on his horse, sat firmly, grabbed the reins and moved his feet lightly, then drove the demon horse up the stone corridor quickly.

It is true that he can't ride a crane and he doesn't dare to ride it blindly, but he can still ride a horse. His adoptive father has taught him, and it's not difficult.

The demon horse is extremely fast.

After a while, he returned to the Immortal Gate of Heavenly Palace.

Zheng Yun hurried through the door, and after returning to the secret realm, he took off his gas mask and saw that the fairy gate behind the top jade table was still open, and Zhang Ergou and the others were still guarding New York.

"Master Immortal, nothing happened."

Another little Taoist priest immediately reported it.

Zheng Yun nodded and felt relieved, changed his clothes in the secret realm, and briefly washed up before walking onto the high platform.

Take one step through the fairy gate of the secret realm.

After a slight shock, he walked out of the Black Jade Pillow Fairy Gate.

It was still late at night here in New York, and the single-family house was dark. The bathtub with old facilities had the faucet turned on, white mist filled the air, and the sound of running water made a sound.

As Zheng Yun stepped out of the bathtub, he saw a dark figure staring at him from the corner of the bathroom.

next moment.

He immediately lowered his head.

He is a Western explorer.

Zheng Yun stretched out his finger and let it return to the secret realm, while he strode out of the bathroom and walked to the living room along the corridor.

The whole journey was filled with dark soldiers and ghost generals.

They hide in the nooks and crannies designated by Zheng Yun, or behind doors and windows, or in closets. They blend into the darkness motionlessly, and can twitch suddenly to startle people.

Wherever Zheng Yun went, Yin soldiers automatically walked out of the darkness, returned to the bathroom, and returned to the secret realm through the fairy gate.

"Master Immortal, you are back."

After hearing the footsteps, Zhang Ergou and Kaidester came from the living room, still fully armed, Kaidester was carrying a gun, and Zhang Ergou was holding a magic weapon of blood.

Look at their dressing up.

Only then did Zheng Yun realize that this ordinary house in the underground neighborhood of New York was already a small Hades Pavilion, with a small Thousand Immortals Dojo and modern technology added to it.

Unless something big happens.

It’s hard for ordinary people to get in.

"It didn't attract any attention, did it?"

Zheng Yun heard some sirens in the distance. He walked to the window and opened the curtains to take a look. Some people and cars passed through the block, but the overall atmosphere was still relatively peaceful.

"No." Zhang Ergou shook his head.

"Go back to recuperate, and ask Ji Dao to give you a few days off." Zheng Yun patted Zhang Ergou on the shoulder and told him to go back.

"Thank you, Master Immortal." Zhang Ergou returned with his hands in hand.

"You should go back too." Zheng Yun looked at Kedester. His daughter was waiting at the pawn shop. This delayed a lot of time. His daughter must have been waiting for a long time.

Kedester came from the Pawn Walking Secret Realm, so he could only go back from the Secret Realm and let the little Taoist take him.

……

Early morning.

A taxi returned to Jianghe Pawn Shop. Zheng Yun got out of the car alone with his bag. The rolling shutter door of the pawn shop was still open, and a small light was dimly lit from behind the counter.

Zheng Yun looked down at his phone and walked to the door. He took out his key and opened the door. He lay on the wicker chair and kept sending messages. After a while, he put down his phone and looked up to the opposite side.

Kedester had already met his daughter at the fast food restaurant across the street, visible through the window.

Father and daughter finally meet again after 20 years.

His daughter ordered a table of hamburgers and fried chicken, because it was early in the morning, and only Western-style fast food restaurants were open around, so his daughter could only meet her father in fast food restaurants.

But it doesn't affect it at all.

Two people, one old and one small, were holding drinks and chatting in the store with bright lights and warm colors. You could see the heartfelt smile on his daughter's face with the naked eye, and the atmosphere was very warm.

The picture is quite touching.

This ending is much better than Xie Laoyu.After watching silently for a while, Zheng Yun yawned. All other things were arranged. Even if things were over tonight, he could sleep peacefully.

Just close your eyes.

Zheng Yun's phone suddenly vibrated.

Picking up the phone and looking at it, it turned out to be a message from Kedester: "The computer and clues have been obtained as planned."

This sentence is really cold.

It seemed as if Kedester and his daughter only met for computers and clues, and there was no element of family affection at all.

Glanced up.

Although he was far away, Zheng Yun could still see clearly. Kedester was sitting by the window, with the warm yellow light shining on his old, tortured face, smiling like a flower.

……

A few days later.

Heavenly Palace, evening.

Zheng Yun was on the wide field in front of the main hall, holding the blood-patterned emperor sword and waving it, while Jidao gave instructions from the side.

He concentrates on practicing here.

There are also a group of spectators around.

Zhang Ergou, wearing a plaster, sat on a stone bench at the edge of the field with the Taoist priests who had just finished their daily work. Whenever Zheng Yun made some tricks, he clapped and cheered loudly.

"Master Xian is amazing."

"Master Xian just has talent."

"The sword flower in this hand is so beautiful!"

Under the leadership of Zhang Ergou, everyone cheered, making the main hall of Tiangong, which had been dormant for decades, lively.

Zheng Yun was a little embarrassed.

These Taoist priests were really good at flattering him. He had only started practicing swordplay for a few days and had just mastered a few basic sword moves. He might not even be able to compare with those old men in the park.

This group of people is pure blowing.

They are not ignorant.

The ghost general is a complete Ming Dynasty sea guard. He belongs to a special department and masters the most exquisite sword skills in ancient times. Every time he makes a move, he is indistinguishable from the sea guard image in the TV series.

If you see a ghost every day, you will take action.

Can't you tell the difference between a good guy and a good guy?

"This swordsmanship is much better than that old dog in the blood coffin!" Zhang Ergou suddenly spoke out, having to find a few words even if he had no words.

"Wait, have you seen the person in the blood coffin?"

Zheng Yun suddenly sheathed his sword and looked at Zhang Ergou. When he heard these words, he remembered that Zhang Ergou had always avoided telling the truth, and he had never bothered to torture him.

He actually knew that the blood sword came from the blood coffin.

He also knew what was in the blood coffin.

"Well, just once, when delivering the blood pills." Zhang Ergou's expression changed, and beads of sweat immediately formed on his forehead.

"Master Xian, I asked afterward that Zhang Ergou is Zhenren Zhang's nephew." Jidao glanced at Zhang Ergou lightly.

"I see."

Zheng Yun continued to practice raising his sword with a calm expression. At the beginning, these things were handled by Ji Dao, and he knew right from wrong. Zhang Ergou was able to escape death, and he also had the Triton Law as a reference.

There is no need to mention old accounts again.

Zhang Ergou has changed his ways.

Zheng Yun had also pondered earlier that both Zhang Ergou and Zhang Zhenren were named Zhang, and Zhang Ergou also controlled the economic lifeline of selling stolen goods, so he had a high status in Qianxian Dojo.

Unexpectedly, he was Zhang Zhenren’s nephew.

The relationship and backstage are quite strong.

"Master Immortal, you must have chosen the right sword technique. The blood coffin has an extraordinary origin, and the ancient sword techniques in it are also top-notch." Zhang Ergou touched the tip of his nose and added.

"Master Xian trains it to give it face!"

"The old dog in the blood coffin must have a smile on his face!"

"That's right, who is Master Xian? He..."

Many Taoist priests, big and small, immediately followed up and praised him.

"Have you rested enough? If you have nothing else to do, go to the Scripture Collection Pavilion to read the ancient books." Zheng Yun looked around at everyone, and finally couldn't help but chase them away, assigning them all to the Scripture Collection Pavilion.

Everyone dispersed immediately.

They all ran to the Sutra Pavilion.

"Master Immortal, the swordsmanship in this blood coffin does have some origins. It may be that the royal family made some adjustments to adapt to the blood sword, but there are not many tricks and it is suitable for laying the foundation."

Nobuyoshi put down his sword skills and came to a conclusion.

Zheng Yun nodded, that's why he chose this sword technique. Other sword techniques are gods, gods and ghosts, but they won't be able to make a name for themselves in a while, so it's better to start from the beginning.

A modern perspective.

The ancients' methods of gods and ghosts are the same as the attitude of the Immortal Supervisor towards the gods. There are no gods and ghosts that are too outrageous. Even if they cannot be understood, they can still figure out some principles.

Triton has a set of criteria for judging.

It's three, six or nine levels plus magic.

Ji Dao explained in detail that from the ninth level to the immortal arts, the power and weirdness increase step by step. The more lethal and unpreventable, the higher the level.

In addition, it is divided into four categories: gods, ghosts, demons and immortals.

It is further divided into Taoist arts and good and evil.

What Triton doesn't look down on are usually those who are not well-known and hard to see evil ways, and the Pregnant Demon Tower and Xuedan belong to this category.

Ji Dao also said something.

Even immortal magic has its own way to break it, and ninth-level means can also break it. They are all mutually restrained, so level is not important, but vision and means reserves are important.

The Patriarchs of Tiangong, who can be regarded as high-level Taoists, are all familiar with astronomy, geography, gods, ghosts, metaphysics, and are familiar with all kinds of restraint methods. They have a huge reserve of means. They can use their hands and swish their clothes with many killing moves.

Either he specializes in one method, and this method can dominate for a while, and no one can find a way to break it for decades.

The Master of the Hades Pavilion is an example. Before the Ghost Seal was discovered by Haiwei, the Master of the Hades Pavilion dominated one side and started a rebellion, and his method of enlightening the Yin soldiers could be called the magic of the underworld.

Even the ghost generals of the Ghost Suppression Department have to break the Hades Pavilion. If they can't attack for a long time, they will have to use the magic of Hanxian to attack forcefully.

The master of the underworld pavilion can be regarded as an expert.

But after several rounds of attacks, his underworld magic was seen through by the masters of the sea guards. He only needed fire attacks to defeat him. As long as he held a fire source, he could avoid being enlightened...

The solution is too simple.

Immortal arts in the underworld quickly fell into the mortal world, and coupled with the restrictions of being unable to leave the Hades Pavilion, they fell directly to the third and sixth levels. Moreover, they were still evil and crooked, and Haiwei couldn't even look down on them.

All magic has its weaknesses.

The Hanxian's offensive ability is unpredictable. Not only can it automatically search for living creatures, scatter them invisibly, complete the attack and kill silently, but it can also identify the enemy and ourselves through means.

More efficient than modern weapons.

It has built-in precision guidance and search, with heat source sensing and odor sensing. The individual size is so small that it is completely invisible. In ancient times, it could reduce the dimensionality and attack monsters, monsters and enemy troops.

But it has to run away when it encounters fragrant sand.

It's also a bit annoying when it comes to pesticides.

But it is difficult for ordinary people to see the crux of the problem. Hanxian is too confusing, and Triton specially made it anthropomorphic. They can't even tell that it is a bug, let alone a pesticide.

So what Ji Dao said is indeed correct. Eyesight and coordination are the most important. The method lies here. If the opponent cannot see the mystery, he can only wait for death.

And what they are going to do now.

The first is to accumulate more means, and the second is to technologicalize all the existing means, such as custom-making a box to carry the Hanxian portablely, or integrating sword poisoning and firearms.

These must be dealt with promptly.

Only then can we go to Hongwu Ancient City to see what’s going on.

(End of this chapter)