The Starting Point of the Yellow Springs

"Emperor Gaozu slew the snake, and King Liang offered sacrifices to the dragon. My Acupoint-Fixing Technique triggered unusual phenomena during His Majesty's ancestral worship ceremony. There must be something fishy about Feng Xize."

The night was pitch black. The new emperor had temporarily settled in Suiyang City. After offering sacrifices at the Temple of Emperor Gaozu and the Temple of King Liang, he would set off to return to Chang'an.

Taking advantage of the high daylight, Zhang Xuezhou flew back to the ancestral worship site in Fengxize.

Spring has arrived and the earth is reviving, but the nights are still filled with howling winds.

At this time, there was no one in Fengxi Marsh, and even birds and beasts were rarely seen.

Stepping once more onto the site where the new emperor had previously offered sacrifices to his ancestors, Zhang Xuezhou took out the Golden Crow Great Emperor's feather for illumination, and couldn't help but examine it thoroughly.

After the new emperor took up the sword, he also searched this area back and forth, but found nothing.

Zhang Xuezhou at this time.

Even after searching carefully back and forth, he couldn't find anything hidden.

This led Zhang Xuezhou to try feng shui site selection techniques and then to try to promote Acupoint-Fixing Technique.

Feeling a sense of utter lack of response, Zhang Xuezhou began to imitate the new emperor's sacrificial rites.

His memory was indeed excellent. Not to mention the new emperor reciting it two or three times, even if the other party only recited it once, Zhang Xuezhou could repeat it clearly.

Having studied vocal Fake Technique, Zhang Xuezhou was even able to mimic the new emperor's voice with an 80% similarity.

"I just didn't bring my sword!"

Zhang Xuezhou glanced at the blue rock staff he was holding; these were the only limited resources he could utilize.

As he chanted these words, Zhang Xuezhou inevitably stepped on the spot where the new emperor had once stood, and on the place where the earth's energy was rising.

"If it's recognized when emperors recite it, then I should be able to pass muster as well. This is a geomantically auspicious site..."

Zhang Xuezhou muttered to himself, but his mouth continued reciting.

As soon as he stepped down, a slight rumbling sound came from the ground, and the faint, magnetic light reappeared.

Before Zhang Xuezhou could even leap up, he felt his feet slip and find himself stepping into a pool of muddy water.

A sense of familiarity washed over him, and Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but blink repeatedly.

Several years later, he saw the waters of the underworld once again.

The land was still the same land, but a tunnel connected by the waters of the Yellow Springs had appeared.

Zhang Xuezhou looked around for a while, and when he noticed the magic control ring he had taken from the Liang King's tomb, and then looked at the Yellow Spring Water that was difficult to affect him for the time being, Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but make a water-avoiding spell, and then jumped down.

A feeling of leaping into a pool of water washed over him. The water was so vast that it was difficult to see his surroundings clearly, but Zhang Xuezhou was able to find a passage nearly ten feet wide to walk through.

Relying on the control techniques and the water-avoidance spell, Zhang Xuezhou boldly pressed forward.

He vaguely sensed that the key to mastering cultivation techniques lay in this.

This doesn't mean he can't practice his cultivation techniques elsewhere, but rather that practicing them here is likely to be more effective, allowing him to "sharpen his axe before chopping wood."

But Zhang Xuezhou wasn't sure what kind of opportunity would trigger his cultivation of the technique.

In his cultivation of martial arts, Zhang Xuezhou had no teacher and relied entirely on piecing together ancient texts and Dong Zhongshu's half-understood explanations.

This is like a primary school student learning to drive, looking around for a vehicle that fits their size, but whether they can actually drive it on the road is another matter entirely.

Zhang Xuezhou was also forcing himself to search.

With the help of the control ring, his water-avoidance spell was extremely effective. After groping his way forward, Zhang Xuezhou had entered a dry underground cavern.

The waters of the underworld drifted back and forth in this small space, constantly intertwined with other things.

If one relies on cultivation or Technique Method to force their way into the Yellow Springs, this is an excellent place to rest temporarily.

"The dragon transforms into the Yellow Springs, revealing a great lineage; it's a pity our cultivation is too shallow to advance and explore its secrets!"

When Zhang Xuezhou lit the Golden Crow Feather to check the situation, he saw traces of fingers writing on the ground.

He read it aloud and felt that the handwriting was somewhat familiar.

After staring at it for several seconds, Zhang Xuezhou remembered that when he was learning to write, he had also compared his handwriting to this style.

When did Hongku arrive here?

"He knew I was trapped in the Liang King's Tomb, but that wouldn't have led him to travel thousands of miles to help me!"

"Your cultivation level... it seems even his Sole Self Realm cultivation is insufficient, making it difficult for him to resist the invading power of the Yellow Spring Water."

Zhang Xuezhou thought about Hongku's arduous leap to reach the Sole Self Realm, and realized that the other party's ability to cross the Yellow Springs was far less effortless than his own with the Liang King's Ring of Control.

Having gone through so much trouble to get here, and then finding it difficult to move forward, Hongku must have been extremely unwilling to accept this, which is why he left these words.

"Teacher Hongku really takes good care of his students!"

Zhang Xuezhou glanced at the familiar characters, then looked down at the seemingly random scribbles below.

After studying it for a while, Zhang Xuezhou figured out that this must be the route Hongku had guessed. Based on this route, he realized that he would have difficulty reaching his destination and would eventually have to leave.

The lines and outlines resemble a dragon struggling in its death throes, with Zhang Xuezhou positioned at the kneecap of the dragon's foot.

If he were to wander aimlessly along the Yellow Springs water, Zhang Xuezhou didn't know how long it would take before he realized what was happening, or he might leave disappointed after finding nothing.

Now that Hongku's deductions pointed to it, he couldn't help but look towards the dragon's head.

The head is the point where the heavens and earth meet, and if there is a major feng shui site here, the dragon's head is the most likely location to appear.

Zhang Xuezhou calculated the distance according to the ratio, and couldn't help but take a deep breath to adjust his Law Power, striving to step into the dragon's head position in one go.

"King Liang was a good man too!"

After praising Hongku, Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but also praise King Liang for Jieyin water from the Yellow Springs to build the great tomb.

Without the opponent's grand formation guiding the Yellow Springs to maintain order, this chaotic place would only be a matter of luck.

King Liang set up a formation to guide them, and Hongku provided guidance and direction. Zhang Xuezhou felt that these two were both benefactors.

If he could seize the opportunity to cultivate his magical arts, Zhang Xuezhou felt that he should offer three sticks of incense to the Prince of Liang in the future, and also be a little more affectionate towards Hongku after meeting him.

He determined his location and then stepped into the Yellow Springs again.

Compared to his previous groping and trial-and-error journey, he now had a clear direction and a sense of direction. Zhang Xuezhou stumbled and stumbled as he traversed the Yellow Springs.

The further he went towards the dragon's head, the more he noticed how thin the water of the Yellow Springs was.

This is like the source of a great river, where the water becomes thinner and thinner as you go closer to the source.

When the Yellow Springs water turned into a drifting mist, Zhang Xuezhou felt as if he were already stepping on the dragon's spine.

The soil and the thin mist of the Yellow Springs water intertwined, making Zhang Xuezhou feel as if he were walking through mud.

After he touched it, he also took the feathers of the Peacock Great Wisdom King into his palm.

The water-avoiding spell used to separate water flows stopped, and Zhang Xuezhou switched to the dust-avoiding spell.

He gritted his teeth and plunged forward, only to find that the feeling of mud had turned into a stagnant sensation, like traversing a flowing river.

The dust-avoiding technique is not an earth escape technique, and it is difficult to move through earth escape. However, the feathers of the Peacock King that he rarely uses have abilities similar to elementary earth escape techniques. Even if Zhang Xuezhou does not cast a spell, he can slowly move through the earth.

With the aid of the Dust-Avoiding Technique, Zhang Xuezhou felt as if he were walking when moving through this area.

He had only traveled two hundred meters when he felt his body leap out and land on a patch of blue rock.

"So this is where the starting point for King Liang's formation was!"

Thinking of how the Prince of Liang used magic to transform into a white dragon, his strength almost completely surpassing that of Emperor Jing and the King of Huainan, Zhang Xuezhou vaguely sensed that the opportunity for the other party to cultivate magic was most likely due to this.

The King of Liang was not the first; Emperor Gaozu preceded him.

The big shots went first and reaped the biggest benefits, leaving Zhang Xuezhou with only scraps.

Even if it was just scraps, it was still leftovers after Emperor Gaozu and the King of Liang had used them.

While the big boss ate meat, Zhang Xuezhou was also able to have a sip of soup.

For him, who was not an emperor of the Great Han Dynasty, this was perhaps the best place for practitioners of magic to cultivate their skills.