"Jueming" is the name Xiang Sheng gave himself.
She didn't know what the secret method was originally called, but she had heard the person in her dream mention it.
This secret technique was cunning and had no restrictions on cultivation level. While it could indeed enhance spiritual roots, mastering it was far from easy. Apart from other factors, the fact that each level required a life-or-death test was enough to deter most cultivators.
Xiang Sheng remembered that in his dream, he had been reciting and using this terrifying secret method for a long time.
Although Xiang Sheng could not move in his dream, his vision and hearing were not restricted. Through osmosis, he naturally became familiar with "The Last Wish".
Can a person who has died once be considered to have passed through the test of life?
Xiang Sheng's eyes flickered slightly.
Logically speaking, she could directly practice the first level of the "Death" secret technique. However... if she failed, she would probably die from this secret technique in an instant.
This is undoubtedly playing with one's life.
But what is the world of cultivation? She had already seen it in just one day of traveling here.
Here, personal strength far outweighs order. The lives of the weak are worthless and can be manipulated at will. How long they can survive depends entirely on luck.
It was impossible for her to pin her future on Xiang Hongyu. Although they had childhood affection for each other, people's hearts would change. Cultivators had long lifespans, so would they really care about mortals?
I'm afraid that if I get into a little trouble, I will quickly use up the few favors I have with Xiang Hongyu.
Therefore, what Xiang Wanwan did to her cannot be exposed. Even if Xiang Hongyu finds out in the end, she cannot say it out loud.
All these things made her feel a sense of urgency. She had to have the basic ability to protect herself as soon as possible.
Recalling the first level of the secret technique, Xiang Sheng simulated it repeatedly in his mind several times, took a deep breath, and without any hesitation, began to form seals with his hands.
The seal was only half completed when Xiang Sheng felt an immense sense of panic in her heart, as if some disaster was about to kill her immediately.
Xiang Sheng's face turned pale, but she did not stop. She gritted her teeth and continued her movements slowly and firmly. A faint blood-red light gradually bloomed from between her palms.
Buzz——
Not long after, a barely audible buzzing sound came from the palm, and the pressure suddenly receded like the tide. A diamond-shaped blood-red mark was completely formed in the hand, and it fell on the palm with a flash of light, and then quietly disappeared.
Success!
Xiang Sheng clenched his fists tightly, unable to hide the surprise in his eyes.
She actually condensed a life seal directly. The subsequent operation of the secret seal, though tedious, was not dangerous at all. If all went well, she might be able to complete the first level before joining the sect.
With his qualifications about to be improved, Xiang Sheng felt an immense motivation in his heart. He hurriedly ate a few mouthfuls of dry food and continued to practice the secret technique.
In a blink of an eye, three days passed.
During these three days, apart from eating and sleeping, Xiang Sheng spent almost all his time practicing the secret technique.
Qin Ji and Butler Fu came to check several times because the carriage was too quiet. Fortunately, Xiang Sheng remained vigilant and noticed it in time, thus avoiding detection in advance.
Seeing that they had traveled most of the way and the secret technique was about to be mastered, Xiang Sheng was about to make another effort when the carriage suddenly stopped.
She frowned slightly, stopped practicing, and lifted the curtain of the carriage. Seeing Butler Fu approaching, she couldn't help but ask, "Butler, why don't you leave?"
As soon as these words came out, Xiang Sheng immediately felt more than a dozen unfriendly glances coming from all around him.
She caught a glimpse of the source out of the corner of her eye and immediately understood what was going on.
I said the wrong thing.
"Miss Sheng, you don't know."
Butler Fu's expression remained unchanged, and he said with a smile, "Miss Sheng can rest in the carriage, but the brothers who escorted you all the way have not slept for three days and are already exhausted.
"Furthermore, you've been exhausted from the journey for three days, and Miss Qinji is worried that you might not be able to bear it either. So, after discussing with this old servant, we decided to stop and rest for one night before setting off again tomorrow."
Xiang Sheng nodded timidly, "I'll listen to the housekeeper."
At this time, an elite soldier came over, saluted Butler Fu, and said, "Master Qinji has found an abandoned village that is perfect for settling down."
Butler Fu nodded slightly upon hearing this and turned to look at Sheng.
Xiang Sheng immediately understood and turned back to the carriage.
"Everyone, cheer up and get going! We must reach the village before dark."
At the command of Butler Fu, the convoy started again.
However, this time, after the carriage had been moving for a while, Xiang Sheng was tossed around and felt nauseous. He could only squat down and hold on to the seat tightly.
She expected that these elites would secretly trip her up because of that sentence, but she didn't expect that revenge would come so quickly.
She bit her lips, trying her best not to spit it out, with a cold light in her eyes.
She remembered that Butler Fu was different from the other elites. He was a cultivator and Xiang Wenli's right-hand man. Cultivators had sharp ears and eyes. How could he not hear the loud noise of the carriage?
The piano is not here, and Butler Fu chooses to indulge his subordinates, so it seems that everything he does is in vain.
Xiang Sheng took a deep breath and quickly thought of a solution.
But her silent attitude made the driver outside even more angry. He whipped the horse whip hard, and the carriage shook even more wildly. Xiang Sheng could hardly hold on to the seat.
With a clang, the box containing pens, ink and food rolled out and hit her feet.
hiss!
Xiang Sheng sucked in a breath of cold air, her heart trembling with pain. Her eyes suddenly became sharp, and she suddenly grabbed a corner of the seat, picked it up and slammed it hard on the car board.
"Bang!" A loud bang!
The noise was so loud that the elite soldiers around the carriage cast strange glances at it, causing the driver's face to turn pale.
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