Chapter 6: The Red Phoenix Heavenly Scripture

The next day, when the sky was bright and clear.

Old Mr. Zhong slept on the dry leaves in the forest. A long sword pointed at his throat, trembling. The owner of the sword was Fairy Zixun.

When it was bright, Fairy Zixun woke up first. Upon waking, she found herself in the arms of an old man, feeling the pain in her lower body. She quickly put on her clothes and, in a moment, drew a long sword, pointing it at the old man's throat.

Fairy Zixun still did not know the man's name. She bit her lower lip, and two tears involuntarily streamed down her face. The initial panic had subsided, and she hesitated, unsure whether to stab him or not.

In the end, Fairy Zixun could not bring herself to do it. She took a closer look. This man had poor physical constitution and no future in cultivation. Perhaps, he would die soon. Let him die on his own. Mortals have short lives and will die soon. Besides, he had saved her before.

Fairy Zixun took another deep look at the old man, stepped on the ground, and a purple cloud carried her up into the sky.

Looking back, for some reason, Fairy Zixun waved her hand, and Old Mr. Zhong's clothes covered his body. Moreover, in the distance around Old Mr. Zhong, many small stones were suddenly moved by Fairy Zixun to form a small array, which could prevent venomous insects and snakes. Fairy Zixun did not know why she did this. In her heart, she would never see this person again. If he were bitten to death by venomous insects or beasts, wouldn't that be better? Why, why did she still help him?

With a complex mood, Fairy Zixun soon disappeared into the vast sea of clouds.

Old Mr. Zhong woke up in the afternoon of the next day. Upon waking, he suddenly found himself naked, and his heart raced as he quickly put on his clothes. Seeing a trace of blood on his lower body, Old Mr. Zhong frowned and immediately recalled everything that had happened.

Fairy Zixun?

The beauty had already disappeared, and Old Mr. Zhong also calmed down. However, he felt strange about Fairy Zixun. The Kaiyang Sect, why, why was it so coincidental?

After dressing, he picked up the dragon-headed cane. Fortunately, the dragon-headed cane was still there. He gently twisted the dragon's head, and the red pearl, his treasure, appeared in the dragon's mouth.

Putting it away, Old Mr. Zhong immediately looked around. The ground was in a mess, and not far away, there was a broken sword?

A broken sword? Old Mr. Zhong immediately went over. It seemed that Fairy Zixun had not examined the broken sword in detail, partly because she did not want to, and partly because the sword was broken.

The heavenly thunder fire had burned the old demon Red Phoenix to ashes, but the sword was only broken?

Old Mr. Zhong carefully studied it. He did not believe that the ancestral sword of the sect was just a symbolic item.

To withstand the thunder fire, the material must be extremely strong. Therefore, it could be kept for future smelting, perhaps to make other magical treasures. However, what Old Mr. Zhong did not know was that the sword could withstand the heavenly thunder fire because of an internal array. But with the sword broken, the array was also destroyed, making the sword less useful.

Examining inch by inch, Old Mr. Zhong finally saw the material of the hilt, which seemed to be wrapped in some kind of animal skin. On the animal skin, there were very beautiful characters: "Red Phoenix."

Gently, Old Mr. Zhong used a small dagger from his pocket to start cutting. For the ancestral sword of the Red Phoenix Sect, it was just a symbol of inheritance, and no one would destroy it like Old Mr. Zhong.

Slowly, a hint of surprise flashed in Old Mr. Zhong's eyes. His small dagger was not a simple tool but one of his treasures. After cutting for a long time, it only made a small cut?

Old Mr. Zhong patiently cut, and after two hours, he finally peeled off the animal skin.

Inside, there was a silk handkerchief?

A silk handkerchief? Old Mr. Zhong was overjoyed, thinking he had found a treasure.

He immediately unfolded the silk handkerchief. It was densely written with many small characters.

Old Mr. Zhong had already learned many different scripts, so he recognized them.

The Red Phoenix Heavenly Scripture

The Red Phoenix Heavenly Scripture?

Old Mr. Zhong looked at the four characters at the beginning with surprise, followed by about 80,000 characters of content.

Seeing this, Old Mr. Zhong's heart raced. This was a secret manual, the one he had paid so much for in the past, and he never thought it would appear at this moment.

Old Mr. Zhong, who had reached the innate stage, still had an astonishing memory. He found a valley and spent three days memorizing the 80,000 characters. Then, he spent another three days repeatedly memorizing them, afraid of forgetting. He also spent five days memorizing them backward, and another three days repeatedly memorizing them forward and backward. Only then did he burn the silk handkerchief.

The Red Phoenix Heavenly Scripture was an unparalleled secret technique. It was not a cultivation manual but a supreme secret technique for cultivating the mind's power. Mind power?

Old Mr. Zhong did not fully understand the importance of mind power, but he knew that the Red Phoenix Sect's cultivation method was not the Red Phoenix Heavenly Scripture. The Red Phoenix Heavenly Scripture was so miraculous that the sect was named after it. Moreover, Old Mr. Zhong did not know that the successive patriarchs of the Red Phoenix Sect only knew half of the Red Phoenix Heavenly Scripture.

Looking at the ashes of the silk handkerchief, Old Mr. Zhong buried the ancestral sword of the sect on the spot. Everything must be done with caution.

Then, Old Mr. Zhong, leaning on the dragon-headed cane, quickly returned to the estate.

After arranging the affairs with the steward, Old Mr. Zhong returned to the land of the Da Kun Kingdom by underground train.

In the Zhong family estate, Old Mr. Zhong returned after breaking through, his appearance changed to that of a forty-year-old, which amazed everyone. The innate stage, an innate martial artist, a legendary title, quickly entered the hearts of all the servants and adopted sons. Old Mr. Zhong had reached the innate stage?

However, the eight adopted sons had disappeared, but no one dared to ask.

In the inner quarters of the Zhong family estate, Old Mr. Zhong sat cross-legged in the training room.

The Red Phoenix Heavenly Scripture had twelve levels, and Old Mr. Zhong was cultivating the first level, the initial stage.

Following the method, Old Mr. Zhong stayed in the Zhong family estate for two months, finally completing the initial stage, the first level. Old Mr. Zhong sat cross-legged, and in his palm, a faint red mist floated, barely visible.

The Red Phoenix Mist, the world's number one medicine? Old Mr. Zhong looked at this scene with a hint of surprise.

With a wave of his hand, the Red Phoenix Mist disappeared, and a sense of fullness appeared in Old Mr. Zhong's brow. Gently, according to the description in the Red Phoenix Heavenly Scripture, Old Mr. Zhong could slowly see a small space in his brow.

In the small space, a faint pink transparent energy gently rotated. This energy seemed both formless and tangible, very strange. Gently controlling it, Old Mr. Zhong used this pink transparent energy to lightly probe his body, as if it could penetrate objects, probing into his body and seeing his meridians.

Spiritual awareness? Old Mr. Zhong thought of a vague shadow in his memory, but it was not spiritual awareness. This was mind power, but what was the difference between mind power and spiritual awareness?

Old Mr. Zhong could not figure it out and could only think about it slowly in the future. Old Mr. Zhong knew that with a little true qi, mixed with this pink mind power and gently catalyzed, it would become the Red Phoenix Mist.

This mind power was very, very miraculous.

Suppressing his excitement and joy, Old Mr. Zhong gently stood up. The first level of the Red Phoenix Heavenly Scripture was the easiest to cultivate, but the subsequent levels would become increasingly difficult. In a short time, it would be impossible to cultivate. Now, mind power was secondary; the most important thing was the cultivation method for the innate stage.

Gently, Old Mr. Zhong lifted the cushion, looked at the bricks underneath, and slowly lifted them, revealing a small hidden compartment.

Inside the hidden compartment was a small purple wooden box.

Very carefully, Old Mr. Zhong took out the small purple wooden box, wiped it with his sleeve, and slowly opened the small box. Inside was a small jade tablet, with a flow of colorful light, indicating that there was a restriction on the jade tablet. Only a special method could remove the internal restriction; otherwise, forcibly breaking it would destroy the contents stored inside.

Next to it was a piece of white cloth, with many lines, mountain maps, and river maps drawn on it. This was a map. Although Old Mr. Zhong had deeply engraved this map in his heart, he had still carefully drawn it.

Old Mr. Zhong remembered the person who had given him the jade tablet. It was a gray-robed man with somewhat disheveled hair.

"Now, many people are chasing me, and I can't escape. Give this jade tablet to the patriarch of the Kaiyang Sect, and he will agree to a not difficult request." The gray-robed man said urgently.

"Can I join the Kaiyang Sect?" Zhong Shan asked urgently.

The gray-robed man looked deeply at Zhong Shan and said, "As long as you reach the innate stage, you certainly can."

"Address?" Zhong Shan's eyes lit up, and he asked urgently.

The gray-robed man slapped the ground, and the route to the Kaiyang Sect was imprinted on the soil, which was the white cloth map that Old Mr. Zhong had copied.

After doing everything, the gray-robed man flew into the sky and disappeared from Zhong Shan's sight. At the same time, Zhong Shan saw a dozen rays of light shooting in one direction.

Looking at the small jade tablet in his hand again, a hint of excitement flashed in Old Mr. Zhong's eyes. The innate stage, the innate stage, he could certainly join the Kaiyang Sect.

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