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When Yang Yuyao returned to his residence, He Qianqing was already in his room. Probably because Yang Yuyao already knew about He Qianqing's stay on the roof every night, so He Qianqing simply stopped hiding. But is his master actually such a person? Yang Yuyao couldn't remember it, so he could only ignore it. He came back a little late because he was watching the game, so he had to hurry up and finish the talisman that Yi Baoxuan arranged for him today and hand it over to Feng Yan, who would be arriving soon.

As for He Qianqing, Yang Yuyao believed that he must have a way to prevent other monks from discovering that he was in the room. After all, the residences provided by Yi Baoxuan were not simple houses, but were equipped with many protective formations. But He Qianqing stayed on the roof for so many days without anyone noticing, which is enough to illustrate the problem.

"They are all basic talismans." He Qianqing looked at the order of talismans given by Yi Baoxuan and said.

"After all, I am currently in the foundation building stage, so they can't make things too difficult for me." Yang Yuyao took a look at the order and confirmed the number and types of talismans that needed to be drawn. He took out the mixed cinnabar and placed it on the table, then threw a corresponding number of blank yellow talismans into the air. The scattered yellow talismans were arranged neatly in the air under the control of spiritual power. Yang Yuyao closed his eyes and pinched the sword formula with his left hand. His sleeves and robes moved automatically without wind. His spiritual power carried the cinnabar and passed over the talisman paper, drawing a specific pattern. Within one breath, the talisman was completed.

Yang Yuyao stretched out his right hand, and the made talismans were sorted into categories and stacked up into his palm. Yang Yuyao placed the talismans on the table and put away the cinnabar. Now we just wait for Feng Yan to come and pick up the goods.

"Xiao Yao, you should be able to make talismans without cinnabar now, right?" Even though he had seen Yang Yuyao making talismans like this before, He Qianqing couldn't help but sigh in his heart that his disciple's talent is really unparalleled in the world. Yue Wei Jian, the technique of making this talisman is much more sophisticated than before.

"Yes, yes, but after all, the color difference is too obvious and can be seen at a glance." Yang Yuyao responded.

"Indeed, but in today's world of immortality, I'm afraid there aren't many monks who have seen making talismans with pure spiritual power." He Qianqing nodded in agreement. He understood that Yang Yuyao didn't want to expose his talisman-making skills. If using the talisman array is the top level of using talismans, then making talisman with pure spiritual power is the top skill for drawing talisman. The runes on the talisman drawn with pure spiritual power are golden, and the color difference from the red cinnabar can be seen at a glance.

A long time ago, there were monks who mixed gold powder with cinnabar to draw fake talismans drawn with pure spiritual power. However, because the difference is too obvious, not to mention that the drawing cannot be demonstrated in person, and the gold powder is not blended evenly and some parts will show red, etc., even the spiritual power contained in the finished talismans is quite different. Even if the talisman is drawn correctly due to the incorporation of gold powder, it will still fail.

Later, the counterfeiting method of inscribing gold on talismans drawn with cinnabar appeared. Such talismans are not easy to fail, but the gold powder traced on them will fall off after all. Many monks stacked such talismans and stored them together. When they took them out for use, they found that the gold powder had been rubbed off, revealing red writing, and they all shouted Be fooled. From now on, if you don't have a vicious vision, you will never dare to pursue talismans drawn by pure spiritual power.

As for the reason why monks are pursuing such talismans, it is not only because such talismans are extremely difficult to make, but the more important reason is because the talismans are more effective and more stable. Due to differences in origin and processing, cinnabar will contain more or less impurities. High-quality cinnabar can minimize the impact of these impurities on the talisman, but under certain circumstances, even these originally negligible impurities can cause infinite harm. There was even a lost technique that used these impurities to detonate the talisman and attack the owner of the talisman in reverse.

Although He Qianqing had no talent for talismans, he benefited from having a master who had lived for more than 20,000 years and had extensive knowledge. Therefore, even if he cannot give Yang Yuyao guidance on the drawing skills of talismans, he still has enough vision for Yang Yuyao to know what is the pinnacle of talismans.

Although amnesia did not take away the knowledge in Yang Yuyao's mind, even if Yang Yuyao lost even the knowledge, He Qianqing would not mind teaching him again. After all, his disciple is so good that he doesn't even need to teach him, he can do it at a glance. Before thinking about the exercise book to be taught, Yang Yuyao picked it up and flipped through it, and found that he was self-taught! This made He Qianqing feel that he had no sense of accomplishment at all as a master. After all, he had only taken Yang Yuyao as a disciple, and he had never experienced what Duan Yaoran and Mu Yuan complained about when they complained to him. They had taught a technique several times but failed to learn it.

"By the way, Master, when I left the competition venue today, I saw a disciple from the Xuanxing Sect looking for you. What did you talk about? He seemed very sad." Feng Yan from Yi Baoxuan arrived later than expected. So Yang Yuyao, who sat down and waited, suddenly remembered what he saw when he left the venue and asked.

"Did you see it?" He Qianqing didn't notice Yang Yuyao's gaze at that time, so he asked.

"Well, shouldn't I ask?" Yang Yuyao wondered if this topic involved He Qianqing's privacy. "Master, you don't have to say anything if you don't want to answer."

"Of course you can ask, Xiaoyao. This is not something that cannot be discussed, because it is related to you at this time." He Qianqing replied.

"Is it related to me? Why?" Yang Yuyao didn't quite understand what He Qianqing meant. Could it be that he had something to do with the Xuanxing Sect disciple?

"The disciple of the Xuanxing Sect is named Jiang Hong. He was Xiaoyao's good friend before you lost your memory." He Qianqing explained, "He came to me and asked about you."

"He wants to confirm whether I am really dead?" Yang Yuyao guessed what the Xuanxing Sect disciple named Jiang Hong asked.

"Absolutely." He Qianqing replied, "I gave him an ambiguous answer. After all, Xiaoyao, you don't want the fact that you are still alive to be exposed so soon. But it can be seen that he thought that I told him tactfully that you did It’s no longer here.”

"My former friend..." Yang Yuyao tried to recall more details of the back figure he saw today, but unfortunately he could not get any more information. He only knew Jiang Hong's general body shape. Yang Yuyao didn't know what his appearance was like, and he didn't leave any trace in his memory. As his good friend and a disciple of the Xuanxing Sect, which has a cooperative relationship with the Qingfeng Sect, Jiang Hong should not have just learned about his accident unless he had just come out of seclusion. So he did this because he still had a glimmer of hope in his heart? But in that scene, with so many people around, even if He Qianqing was willing to tell Jiang Hong that Yang Yuyao was still alive, he couldn't say it in that situation. "Hopefully he can cheer up soon."

Feng Yan even apologized to Yang Yuyao for being late, which made Yang Yuyao feel embarrassed. After all, it was because he proposed to change the time that Feng Yan had to work overtime at night. It's just that there seems to be no concept of overtime work in the world of immortality. Even if you exceed the scheduled working hours by a lot, you must do it, and there is no overtime pay. After all, the higher the realm of monks, the less they need sleep, which is completely different from ordinary people who must sleep otherwise they will die suddenly.

"Let's go, my teacher has already chosen a place for you." After seeing off Feng Yan, He Qianqing said, and Yang Yuyao nodded. He didn't know when He Qianqing found the location and made the arrangements. However, He Qianqing seemed to know Xuanzhen City and its surroundings quite well. He might have used his spiritual consciousness or external incarnation to search for it at the venue. The higher the realm, the more methods he can use. However, if Yang Yuyao is successfully promoted to the Void Refining Realm, he can also use clones. Originally, he wanted to make a pseudo-clone similar to a puppet, but he didn't bother to do it because he couldn't use it for the time being. He didn't expect that he would be able to use the clone without relying on external objects so soon.

"Okay." Yang Yuyao nodded, followed He Qianqing to quietly leave the residence provided by Yi Baoxuan, and headed for the destination chosen by He Qianqing in the night.

They landed in the night. This place was at least thousands of miles away from Xuanzhen City. It was the extremely wild mountain range that Yang Yuyao and the others passed when they went to Xuanzhen City and entered Wei Wu Kingdom. There are very few people around here, and there are not many animals and vegetation. There is no need to worry about accidentally injuring others, and the possibility of being disturbed by others can be greatly reduced. After choosing a satisfactory location for the tribulation, Yang Yuyao made some arrangements for the venue with the help of He Qianqing according to the information He Qianqing sent him today.

Soon, He Qianqing realized with some sadness that although it was the first time for his disciple to set up these formations to assist in overcoming the tribulation, he basically did not need his help. He Qianqing just told Yang Yuyao in writing through Xunlian the formations and procedures that needed to be prepared, and the young man was basically able to successfully set them up on his own.

"Master, please take a look, have I missed any step?" Yang Yuyao finished setting up everything and checked the contents of Xunlian before asking He Qianqing for advice.

"There are no omissions, Xiao Yao, you did a good job. However, it is best to take off the mirage and put it away, and try to avoid interference from other irrelevant magic weapons when going through the tribulation." He Qianqing, who was finally able to play some role, reminded.

"I know." Yang Yuyao obediently took off the mirage pendant and put it into the space ring.

After removing the mirage, the camouflage effect brought by this magic weapon will automatically expire and Yang Yuyao's original appearance will be restored. As a man, although he is still a teenager, Yang Yuyao is still one of the few people whose first impression is not the handsomeness that is often used to describe beautiful young people, but beauty. Although it is not as delicate and sweet as a woman, it is enough to take photos. Heartbreaking. Even when he is not smiling, he still seems to have a vague smile. A female disciple of the Qingfeng Sect once described his eyes as if they were spring water in a blue pool, and the ends of his eyes were as red as flying flowers. Although this literate description is somewhat feminine, it fits him perfectly.

"Master?" He Qianqing looked at Yang Yuyao's lips and was a little distracted. It wasn't until Yang Yuyao shouted again that he suddenly came back to his senses. Yang Yuyao didn't know why He Qianqing was distracted. Seeing that He Qianqing came back to his senses, he stopped worrying about the matter. "Master, can I start now?" Yang Yuyao asked.

"Let's get started, I will protect you as a master." He Qianqing responded, not wanting to mention the loss of consciousness when he looked at his disciple's face.

"Okay." After confirming that He Qianqing was well prepared, Yang Yuyao no longer suppressed his cultivation. The majestic spiritual power instantly surged out of his body and condensed into a storm around him. Thick black and purple clouds began to gather in the sky, swallowing up the stars and the moon. The barrier of the Void Refining Realm seemed as thin as a cicada's wings, and was broken through by a massive amount of spiritual power in an instant. Yang Yuyao felt that he had successfully entered the Void Refining Realm. However, the improvement of his realm did not stop there. He accumulated too much spiritual power and cultivation, and Yang Yuyao's realm continued to soar, from the early stage of the Void Refining Realm to the late stage of the Void Refining Realm.

Then the dark clouds dispersed, and the sky suddenly became as bright as day. The golden light wrapped in the spiritual power of heaven and earth fell from the sky like a waterfall and poured into Yang Yuyao's body. There seemed to be faint Sanskrit sounds all around, the phoenixes were singing and the dragons were singing, and the auspicious clouds turned into flowers and scattered around the world. When all the strange phenomena disappeared, Yang Yuyao's realm finally stopped at the late stage of the Void Refining Realm, where he was preparing to break through to the Great Consummation.

"Where's the thunder catastrophe?" Yang Yuyao looked at He Qianqing doubtfully. He clearly saw the tribulation clouds gathering. Logically speaking, there should be a thunder catastrophe. No matter what happened, there should be one, right? He was fully prepared both physically and mentally. How come this calamity cloud was just a formality and disappeared without even letting the thunder calamity escape...

He Qianqing looked at the sky, also extremely confused. Unlike Yang Yuyao, who has no experience, he has experienced a lot of thunder disasters himself or watched others go through them. He was extremely sure that the calamity clouds that gathered at the beginning were so powerful that they could even catch up with the calamity that He Qianqing himself experienced when he was promoted to the Mahayana stage. At that time, he was even extremely worried that Yang Yuyao would be wiped out due to his failure to protect the law. But since Yang Yuyao's promotion, Jie Yun seems to have just come to watch, without any further movement.

Generally speaking, the first thunder tribulation will strike at the beginning of promotion, and then the thunder tribulation will become stronger and stronger. In rare cases, the thunder tribulation will fall when the promotion is about to be completed, but after this tribulation, the heaven and earth visions came out, and the thunder tribulation did not fall. Even the experienced He Qianqing had never heard of such a situation.

"Wait a little longer, don't let down your guard." He Qianqing couldn't think of a reason, so he could only remind Yang Yuyao. So they stood looking at the sky for a whole hour. The deep mountains on a winter night are lonely and empty, with only the sound of the mountain wind whistling by. If there are jackdaws chirping again, it would be like one of the favorite scenes in early comics. At this time, the moon was bright again in the night sky, and the stars were shining, as if the previous vision of heaven and earth was just an illusion. But the true realm improvement cannot be lied to. It seems that the only explanation is that Yang Yuyao is too special in this world.

Yang Yuyao thought about whether there were one or two extra key points in the information that the system in his mind told him, which was completely insignificant compared to the various stories. After all, the system also said that his identity is "relatively special" to this world. I just don’t know whether this special thing refers to his identity or actually refers to this body that looks exactly the same as in his original world.

Having said that, it seems that He Qianqing does not know the specific birth of Yang Yuyao in this world. He and Yang Yuyao mentioned that their first encounter was when Yang Yuyao was four years old and was chased by an eighth-level monster by mistake. He hit the ground and ran in front of him. Yang Yuyao remembered that He Qianqing used the word "lead away" at that time. The incident of being chased by the eighth-level monster must have been deliberate. How did He Qianqing know this plan? He should have told him before the coma and amnesia. Right?

"How about asking to confirm?" Yang Yuyao was thinking this when he was suddenly hugged into his arms by He Qianqing. He was so frightened that Yang Yuyao wanted to break away, but He Qianqing hugged him very tightly and did not use the normal method. Can't break free.

"Xiao Yao, don't move, let me hold you for a while longer." He Qianqing said, hugging Yang Yuyao tighter. Yang Yuyao didn't understand why he heard panic from He Qianqing's words. He was special in this calamity. Although the situation passed smoothly, Yang Yuyao couldn't figure out what He Qianqing was panicking about. However, he gave up the struggle and remained motionless.

"Jie Jie, you humans are really interesting. It's so interesting to come to a place like this for a tryst at night." A strange voice that sounded like it was accompanied by a whistle suddenly said, and then Yang Yuyao felt trapped The smelly evil spirit seemed to come from a demon. As for how this monster came near them... Yang Yuyao remembered that before being hugged by He Qianqing, he had just removed the anti-interference formations. Unexpectedly, just after he had withdrawn, such a thing came. .

"What, do you have any objections?" He Qianqing pressed the back of Yang Yuyao's head with one hand, making it impossible for Yang Yuyao to turn his head away from his face buried in his chest, and the powerful spiritual pressure belonging to the Mahayana stage was released in an instant.

"No, no, I..." Before the demon could finish his words, blood spattered and died tragically under He Qianqing's spiritual pressure. Only then did He Qianqing let go of his hand so that Yang Yuyao could turn around and see what kind of monster it was that just spoke.

"As long as you don't want to be exposed, Xiaoyao, as my teacher, I won't let any living being know." He Qianqing said behind Yang Yuyao. Yang Yuyao lowered his head and looked at the pool of blood and fur not far away. It seemed to be a still alive animal. A weasel that has not learned to take shape.