You kid! You don't have to be so low-key! !

Chapter 435 Secret Technique - Emperor Xiu

Seeing Chang Qing turning around and leaving, the remnant spirit of the mirage dragon became anxious and hurriedly tried to stop him:

"Look at you, you can't stand being teased. So I'll teach you half of the secret method first, and then I'll try your sperm and blood vessels first. It doesn't work. Is this okay?"

Chang Qing looked up and down at the remaining spirit of the mirage dragon, wondering how much of its words were true.

"You are so suspicious, boy. Stand still. I will show you that Master Shenlong never goes back on his word. Take this half first and see how sincere I am!"

The galaxy was pulled by the little snake, flowing towards Changqing and soon buried Changqing.

As the light flickered between his eyebrows, an extremely obscure rune secret was imprinted into his sea of ​​consciousness.

As soon as his consciousness was touched, he could feel the ancient breath emerging from it. There was even a murmur in his ears that he could not understand, which was weird and seemed to be explaining a secret method.

At the same time, Chengming Jue and Fuyao Jue, as if sensing the threat, began to operate unconsciously, beginning to resist the aura of half of the secret technique.

Changqing knew that this secret method was real.

However, he did not expect that the secret method he initially obtained, Chengming Jue, did not seem to be as simple as he imagined. Especially after he practiced dual cultivation of his spirit and body, the potential of Chengming Jue was still being developed.

"The name of this secret technique is..."

"The flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water are all empty, this life is all a dream, this technique is called Emperor's Rest~"

The remnant spirit of the mirage dragon said that it seemed that this name had a very important origin.

"Emperor Xiu?" Chang Qing seemed to remember something and scratched his head.

"Emperor Xiu, Emperor Xiu wood! It is the legendary 'Buchou Wood'!" Chang Qing suddenly remembered that in his past life's memory, he had seen a description of Emperor Xiu in a strange book called Shanhai.

"I heard that taking its branches can relieve all the worries in the world! This technique can make people see what they want to see most. Emperor Xiu~it should be like this." Chang Qing murmured, and suddenly felt that the Nine Realms in the previous life did not seem as decadent as it seemed.

The remaining spirit of the mirage dragon paused, looked at Changqing for a while longer, and changed its mind about Changqing.

"Not bad, there are still people in this world who know the origin of Emperor Xiu's name. It seems that you are not simple at all, kid!"

"Thank you for the compliment, senior~"

Chang Qing just smiled. In his opinion, the rogue nature of the remnant spirit of the mirage dragon was more likely a manifestation of its deep scheming, so he had better be on guard against it.

"Okay, kid, it's your turn to fulfill your promise!"

The little snake's tail swayed in front of Changqing's eyes, and Changqing's consciousness returned to his body.

Looking at the remaining scales floating on the lotus platform, Chang Qing was silent for a moment. He cut open his fingertips, and ten drops of golden blood were forced out. His face turned pale.

"Senior, how do you absorb this blood?"

Chang Qing spoke. He wanted to try how much power the mirage dragon's remaining spirit had. If it couldn't even communicate with people from the outside world, it would be extremely difficult to resurrect it.

While thinking, a voice sounded in my heart: "Just drop it on the scales, I'll see if it works~"

Changqing's method was instantly rejected.

The golden blood essence flowed down along the remaining scales, and soon disappeared as if it evaporated.

Chang Qing heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that the power of the remaining spirit of the mirage dragon was still quite strong.

Before he could think about it, a transparent shock wave blew Changqing away without him noticing.

"Boy, is this your blood?! This is so scary, so scary!"

The remaining spirit of the mirage dragon screamed, as if it had seen something extremely horrifying.

When the remaining spirit of the mirage dragon realized that he had blasted Chang Qing away, he immediately said with some embarrassment:

"Sorry, sorry, I lost control of myself. I didn't think you would hold a grudge over such a small matter!"

Changqing stood up, dusted himself off and said: I'm going to work early!

"Ahem~" The remaining spirit of the mirage dragon stopped talking, as it was too embarrassed to speak.

There was silence for a moment.

The remaining spirit of the mirage dragon stopped talking, and Changqing was too lazy to pay attention to him and began to regulate his breathing.

After a while, a loud voice came into my ears: "This blood is very effective! Boy, do you have any more? Give me another hundred or so drops."

Changqing: ...

"Senior, that's blood essence, about a hundred drops. You were bleeding the pig at that time! There are only ten drops, no more!"

"You little kid, why are you so stingy? I want a few more drops of your essence and blood, look at how stingy you are~"

The remaining spirit of the mirage dragon has a really big mouth, fanning the air and making sarcastic remarks all the time.

Changqing closed his eyes and thought it was just the sound of a dog barking.

"Little kid, don't you think that I have another secret method? As long as you give me ten more drops, I will exchange them with you. How about it?" The remnant spirit of the Mirage Dragon coaxed kindly.

"Nothing." Chang Qing's ears were almost callused after listening to the nagging of the remaining spirit of the mirage dragon for so long.

"Speaking of which, Senior, isn't it time to hand over the remaining half of the Emperor's Resting Technique to me..."

"You are too impatient, little kid. The art of Emperor's Rest cannot be mastered overnight. It requires vigilant guidance. If you accidentally fall into the illusion and indulge in it, it will be the end~"

The veins on Changqing's forehead throbbed at the chattering of the remaining spirit of the mirage dragon.

"Senior, are you trying to shirk your responsibility?"

The remnant spirit of the mirage dragon was exposed and remained silent for a while. After weighing the pros and cons for a long time, it finally spoke:

"Oh~ Never mind, times have changed, no one listens to honest advice even if it's unpleasant to the ear~" The remaining spirit of the mirage dragon sighed in a pretentious manner.

A stream of light went straight into Changqing's brow, and the remnant spirit of the mirage dragon was somewhat beyond Changqing's expectations.

Checking the Emperor's Rest Technique in his mind, Chang Qing read it once before opening his mouth. No wonder the remnant spirit of the Mirage Dragon was unwilling to give it. It turned out that the cultivation method was all written in the second half. However, after reading the method, he also understood the remnant spirit of the Mirage Dragon a little bit. It turned out that it was afraid that he would back down and refuse to pay after reading it.

After a while, Chang Qing gave a bitter smile. No wonder the remaining spirit of the mirage dragon gave it so easily. It turned out that the process was so cruel.

The art of Emperor's Rest was originally the innate magical power of the Mirage Dragon. The predecessors copied its runes onto the spiritual crystal to activate it, and the carving process was extremely difficult. Even if one cultivated to the peak, the one in ten chance of success would easily discourage many people.

However, there is another method in the magic given by the remnant spirit of the mirage dragon, which is to use the powder of the mirage dragon's scales to carve it deep into the pupil. The process is extremely bloody, and the pain of gouging out eyes and flesh makes Changqing get goose bumps just thinking about it.

Moreover, the success rate of carving in the eyes is one in ten, and the carver cannot even have a slight hand shake. It sounds like no one except a robot can do this.

Moreover, Changqing himself cannot participate in this process, and needs a trustworthy person to do it.

"This... Senior, if we want to perform the Emperor's Rest Technique with our physical body, is there no other way?" Chang Qing asked, a little timidly.

"There is no other way. The eyes are the windows to the soul. Only through this method can the Emperor's Resting Technique function perfectly."

The remnant spirit of the mirage dragon said this, but no matter how Chang Qing listened, he felt that there was a hint of gloating in the remnant spirit's words.

"Then, Senior, can you help me..."

"No! I don't have a physical body! I can't help you!"

This time Chang Qing heard it clearly, the remaining spirit of the mirage dragon was indeed gloating over other people's misfortune.

Changqing was so angry that his teeth itched, but there was nothing he could do.