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Without giving it any time to think, Tong Shucheng bent his knees and knelt on the ground.

His voice was filled with excitement that was difficult to conceal: "Master, I, the disciple Tong Shucheng, bow to you."

Compared with Tong Shucheng's status, although Chu Junyin is not an existence above the nine heavens, he is not much different.

So I have no reason to refuse.

Moreover, if he dared to disobey in the slightest, he would probably end his life in the State of Chu.

Moreover, Chu Junyin had just said that his physique was beyond that of an ordinary divine body.
How could the State of Chu easily allow such a genius to be lost abroad or become a serious threat to others?
Seeing this, Chu Junyin curled up a gentle smile at the corner of his mouth, but still maintained his dignity.

He gently stretched out his hand and helped Tong Shucheng up: "Since it is destiny, you and I will go forward hand in hand in the name of master and disciple in the future."

Tong Shucheng stood up, his expression solemn: "Yes, Master, I will definitely remember your kindness, practice diligently, and live up to your high expectations."

The attendants nearby witnessed this scene and were filled with envy.

You must know that a thousand years ago, Chu Junyin was the much-anticipated Taoist son of the Tianhai Holy Land, with an extremely noble status.

If it weren't for his identity as the younger brother of the Emperor of Chu, which prevented him from inheriting the position of the Holy Lord of Tianhai, his status would probably be even higher.

Now that this former holy man is personally passing on his teachings, how can others not be surprised and envious?
But the current King of Chu is also very talented and powerful.

Therefore, the identity of being the younger brother of the Emperor of Chu is quite honorable.

In addition, Chu Junyin himself is extremely powerful, and there are countless cultivators who dream of becoming his disciples.

Although countless people have longed for him, Chu Junyin has never easily accepted a disciple.
Even if someone offered him a magic treasure, it failed to impress him.

This is not because he is arrogant, but because he has extremely high, almost harsh, requirements for his disciples.

Chu Junyin himself has extraordinary talent, so naturally he has extraordinary requirements for the person who inherits his mantle.

Although there were many talented people who came to him to be his disciples,
But in his eyes, she was ultimately not worthy of his liking and could not move his heart.

Now, once the news that Chu Junyin is accepting disciples spreads, it will probably not only cause an uproar within the territory of Chu, but even the Tianhai Sect will be shocked.

After all, Chu Junyin was once the favorite student of Saint Lord Tianhai.

The disciples he accepts will undoubtedly become the Holy Lord's disciples.

By then, the entire Tianhai will focus on Tong Shucheng.

Moreover, even though Chu Junyin has left the Tianhai Holy Land, it does not mean that he is no longer prominent.

You know, among these seven countries, Qi was undoubtedly the most powerful one.

At that time, the State of Chu was once in danger of extinction. It was the sudden appearance of Chu Junyin, who relied on his strength and talent.

He was accepted as the last disciple by the Saint Lord of Tianhai, which made Qi State feel apprehensive.

They had to withdraw their troops and stop fighting, thus preserving the survival of the State of Chu.

Since then, over the thousands of years,

Although Qi State was eyeing Chu State covetously, it always dared to test it cautiously and did not dare to easily provoke large-scale disputes.

This is enough to prove how far-reaching the influence and deterrence brought by Chu Junyin is.
His name has become an existence that is powerful enough to shock the four directions and stabilize the world.

At this time, Chu Junyin brought Tong Shucheng into the pavilion, sat down, and personally poured tea for him.

Faced with this, Tong Shucheng was terrified and felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, and every movement he made revealed his nervousness.

Chu Junyin knew that Tong Shucheng had not yet fully adapted to the change in his identity.

He has not yet come to terms with this sudden master-disciple relationship.

This is also Tong Shucheng's most real and natural reaction, without the need for deliberate disguise or interpretation.

After all, Tong Shucheng and Xie San had only known each other for half a month.
Facing a big shot like Chu Junyin, he didn't need to deliberately show anything.
Just letting your innermost thoughts and feelings flow naturally is enough to deal with everything.

In this way, not only will there be no flaws revealed, but Chu Junyin's trust will be won instead.

Chu Junyin raised the corner of his mouth and smiled: "This is Mingxin Tea, you try it."

"After drinking this tea, it can help you calm your mind and enter a state of concentration more quickly during meditation."

Upon hearing this, Tong Shucheng nodded respectfully.

He took the teacup with both hands, took a sip, and then a clear and sweet tea aroma flowed down his throat.

Then, a subtle chill rose from his body.

It was as if a cool breeze blew across the ghost, bringing it an unprecedented tranquility.

Under the influence of this cool air, Tong Shucheng's thinking became unusually clear.

He raised his eyes and looked at Chu Junyin: "Master, what you said is true. This Mingxin Tea is indeed very effective and makes people feel relaxed and happy."

Upon seeing this, Chu Junyin burst into laughter: "Although this Mingxin tea is good, it is just an ordinary thing that I drink every day."

"If you really want to talk about miraculous effects, I have many more precious things here. When there is a chance in the future, I will let you taste them one by one."

Upon hearing this, Tong Shucheng stood up and saluted: "How dare this disciple disobey your command."

Chu Junyin took a sip of tea and slowly asked, "What kind of skills are you currently practicing? Can you show me a few?"

Upon hearing this, Tong Shucheng's expression froze, and he immediately told the truth:

"The method I am practicing is called 'Corpse Spirit Sutra'. This method focuses on grabbing the death energy of the dead, and its purpose is to use the death energy..."

However, before Tong Shucheng finished speaking, Chu Junyin's brows involuntarily frowned.

He interrupted Tong Shucheng and said, "Who taught you this technique? With your physique, even a born pure yang Taoist would find it difficult to achieve it."

"Wouldn't it be like ruining your bright future if I taught you a technique that used death energy as its core?"

This technique was passed down from the ancestors of Uncle Cheng's family, so there was no need to hide it.
So he said bluntly: "This was passed down by my grandfather, and has been passed down from generation to generation for several generations."

Chu Junyin was stunned when he heard this.
He originally thought that this skill was taught to Uncle Tong deliberately in order to harm him because someone saw that Uncle Tong had a lot of yang energy in his body, but he never expected that it was actually passed down from ancestors.

He sighed helplessly and shook his head repeatedly, his tone full of regret: "It really is fate."

"But fortunately, your cultivation is not high. This death energy has not yet completely penetrated your body and polluted your spirit. Everything can still be saved."

After saying that, Chu Junyin slowly stood up, and an indescribable majesty and momentum arose spontaneously, as if the wind had stopped.

Clouds follow the dragon, wind follows the tiger!
At this moment, a paper-cut figure suddenly appeared behind him, like a tiger emerging from the mountains.
As Chu Junyin moved, a low and shocking roar came out.

"This is the master's method, called 'paper cutting into spirit', which can turn the virtual into the real, give life to the shadows of paper cuttings, and make them appear in the world."

"But this method has extremely high requirements on the practitioner's physique. One must have the purest and most abundant Yang energy in order to harness this power and give life to the paper-cut painting."

"Back then, I was born with a pure Yang fetus, so I was accepted as the last disciple by the Saint Lord of Tianhai."

"It is precisely because of this that I, the Master, was able to cultivate this method of 'cutting paper into spirits' to perfection."

"Your physique is similar to that of my master back then, and even better than mine. Therefore, this method is undoubtedly the most suitable choice for you."

Upon hearing this, Tong Shucheng knelt down in an instant and said, "Master, please give me some advice." Seeing this, Chu Junyin smiled gently.

He patted Tong Shucheng's shoulder gently and said, "Okay, since you are my Chu Junyin's founding disciple, I will definitely teach you everything I know."

……

In the following days, Tong Shucheng began to practice together with Chu Junyin.

The prerequisite for practicing the "Hongmeng Parasitic Art" is that he needs to condense a "blood seed" in his body.

This "blood seed" is a method that Xie Que simplified based on the great way of nature and passed on to Xie San.

For an ordinary cultivator like Tong Shucheng, it is undoubtedly a fantasy to want to comprehend the great way of nature.

The purpose of the "blood species"' existence is to enable him to control the blood vessels in his body so that they can break out of the body and absorb the vitality of plants.

However, Chu Junyin was extremely strict with Tong Shucheng. He personally accompanied Tong Shucheng in practice every day and checked his progress.

This meant that Tong Shucheng had no time to practice blood cultivation, which made him extremely irritated.

In his opinion, although this paper-cutting shadow-drawing technique is considered the most powerful method,

But compared to the Hongmeng Parasitic Art, it is still nothing.

Therefore, when night fell every day, Tong Shucheng would set up a formation in his room and practice his skills secretly.

I just hope that I can successfully condense the blood species as soon as possible.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, three months have passed quietly.

During this period, Tong Shucheng successfully mastered paper cutting and shadow painting because of his physical condition, and also made breakthrough progress in the refinement of blood species.

The key to getting started with paper-cutting and shadow painting is to strengthen your own Yang energy to prevent the paper-cutting and shadow painting from draining away your Yang energy during the practice, which would damage your practice.

And Tong Shucheng happened to possess extremely strong Yang energy, which enabled him to achieve twice the result with half the effort when practicing paper cutting and shadow painting.

Moreover, the basic method of paper cutting and shadow drawing is to exercise one's own yang energy.

They are of the same kind, because as the Yang energy continues to grow stronger, the vitality in Tong Shucheng's body becomes more vigorous.

This increasingly vigorous vitality provides a constant source of power for the condensation of the blood species.

With the complementary effect of these two, Tong Shucheng's cultivation progressed by leaps and bounds, and the condensation of the blood species also became smoother.

Finally, on a quiet night, a subtle and crisp pop sound came from Tong Shucheng's body.

Then, he felt that all the blood vessels in his body were swollen and his heart was beating abnormally violently.

His heart moved, and he slowly looked inside with his ghost. After just one glance, he was so excited that he almost cried out:

"Blood race..."

Tong Shucheng's tone was filled with irrepressible excitement and agitation, his eyes were fixed on his heart.

I saw that the place seemed to be tightly wrapped by a layer of bright red film, and with every beat of the heart, the film flashed a faint blood light.

Under Tong Shucheng's control, a tiny blood vessel quietly ruptured at the tip of his index finger.

A stream of bright red blood gushed out, instantly filling the entire room.

In this thick bloody smell, there is a faint fresh fragrance like soil.
It forms a sharp contrast with the bloody smell, giving people a strange feeling.

This smell is also the smell of Xie San.

The moment Tong Shucheng smelled it, he knew he was on the right path.

Tong Shucheng jumped up from the bed excitedly and walked out of the room impatiently.

The place where he lives now is still within the palace, and is only two or three hundred feet away from Chu Junyin.

This made him extremely cautious.

He absolutely dared not absorb the vitality of these green plants in the palace at will.

Every morning, Chu Junyin would personally trim their branches and leaves.

Chu Junyin knew very well about these flowers, plants and trees.

Therefore, although Tong Shucheng was full of desire, he also knew that he could not absorb vitality here at will.
In order to avoid being discovered by Chu Junyin and thus ruining all his efforts.

Tong Shucheng also understood that he had to act with caution, especially in a palace full of powerful people.

He easily climbed over the wall and left the palace from an unguarded place.

Although there were no legal restrictions in the palace due to Chu Junyin's powerful strength.

Tong Shucheng naturally left the palace with ease.

After leaving the palace, he walked along a remote path until he was nearly thirty miles away from the palace.

Only after he was sure that he was completely out of the palace's sphere of influence did he stop and find a secluded place.

Tong Shucheng closed his eyes, concentrated, and took a deep breath.

As his mind moved, the blood vessels at his fingertips instantly began to extend outward, like a tiny red snake, twisting continuously.

At this moment, Tong Shucheng's heartbeat involuntarily quickened, and the blood circulation in his body also accelerated.

The blood vessels grew extremely fast. In just two blinks of an eye, they had already drilled into the ground.

After being buried underground, the blood vessels began to rapidly branch out and branch out in different directions.

They seem to have their own consciousness, moving flexibly in the soil.

Looking for plants with strong vitality, ready to draw life from them.

At this moment, Tong Shucheng also keenly realized the loss of vitality in his body.

He was not panicked, knowing that these vitality were needed to supply the blood vessels for growth.

All of this vitality naturally turns into nutrients for the blood.

But soon, these underground blood vessels began to entangle the roots of the surrounding objects.
And all the nutrients in these plants are absorbed and poured into Tong Shucheng's body.

At this moment, not only was the vitality that Tong Shucheng had previously lost quickly replenished, but his vitality also became more vigorous.

Uncle Tong Cheng couldn't help but grin, and he also reached out and slapped the big tree next to him, and the big tree immediately turned into black ash all over the ground.

This scene made Tong Shucheng's eyes sparkle with light. He murmured to himself: "It is really magical... It is worthy of being a method of destroying the world..."

However, just as Tong Shucheng was immersed in this joy, a hand suddenly fell gently on his shoulder.

Following this familiar voice, an inexplicable chill surged in Tong Shucheng's heart:

"My dear disciple, what is this magical method? Can you teach me?" (End of this chapter)