He only needed to close his eyes, and he could meticulously recall every single action.
After the six images were punctured onto the branches, the plentiful infants on the tree rapidly withered, their bodies shriveled, turning into pieces of wrinkled skin, and the color of the Blood Tree also began to fade.
The tattoo maps could not possibly be limited to six,
at the very least, Zhou Xuan had seen the Spiritual Snake tattoo of the Ancient Tattoo Clan through his Perception,
"Perhaps it’s because my tattoo incense fire hasn’t burned enough, and the Blood Tree only guided me to six images."
Zhou Xuan waited a bit longer, but the Blood Tree showed no more signs of life, so he took out the Wash Away Injustice Talisman, and the Lantern Bride also walked out from inside the Blood Tree, entering Zhou Xuan’s body.
The first page of text on the talismanic script was scratched out,
And Zhou Xuan emerged from the stone slab once again.
Pulling out his pocket watch to check the time, the hands pointed to four fifty-five.
"Am I returning to the past, or is time flowing differently in the two spaces?"
Zhou Xuan leaned towards the latter,
Exiting from the "Mother Palace" twice, some time had elapsed each time, the first time one minute, the second time four minutes, time was still moving, just very slowly.
"Little junior brother, what did you see this time?"
"Nothing at all, pitch black, but that world of eternal night, it seems to have guided my Divine Revelation Secret Realm, and made me realize some methods of accumulating incense fire for tattooing," Zhou Xuan said.
Starting from tomorrow, he would officially start tattooing, and the Ancient Clan also knew his second altar was the Tattoo Evil Ghost, the opportunity for tattooing had already been found, no need to conceal it.
Upon hearing that Zhou Xuan was taking the "tattoo" path, Yun Ziliang instantly said: "You’re going to tattoo? If you had said so earlier, why the secrecy, in terms of tattooing, I could be your half teacher."
"Old Yun, you understand tattooing?"
Yun Ziliang smiled and said, "How should I say this? The first time I went Dragon Seeking, one of my traveling companions was a Tattoo Master, just that at that time, the ’tattoo’ altar had a good reputation, not as shabby as it is now."
"When was your first time Dragon Seeking?"
"About five hundred years ago, can’t remember clearly."
Zhou Xuan, Lv Mingkun: "..."
Zhou Xuan quipped, "Old Yun, living in a painting for five hundred years, aren’t you bored?"
"Bored, indeed. Otherwise, why would I be so enthusiastic when I see you guys? Chatting without getting tired."
Yun Ziliang said with total equanimity.
The chance to tattoo was found, yet not completely.
The tattoo guided by the Mother Palace Blood Tree was probably for Zhou Xuan to practice, and when more incense fire burned, it would guide him to more patterns.
So, Zhou Xuan didn’t seal up the hole, leaving the stone slab exposed, he wasn’t afraid of other people entering the stone slab beneath the Mother Palace; without the Lantern Bride, he almost became nourishment for the Blood Tree.
If you’re not afraid of the Blood Tree, go ahead and enter.
The Lantern Bride was an extremely strong obsession, recognized by both Yuan Buyu and Zhou Lingyi, and even though the Blood Tree was not as clever as the Lantern Bride, in terms of aura, it was not to be outdone.
Without the incense fire level of a Ghost, Divine People, the Blood Tree could not be bothered.
Although the pit was not sealed, the painting of Yun Ziliang was taken away by Zhou Xuan.
"Old Yun, I’m moving your home."
After dealing all night, Zhou Xuan had built some trust in Old Yun, hanging the painting in the Old Painting Pavilion, what if a thief came in and stole Old Yun away!?
Hearing about moving, Yun Ziliang almost chuckled: "Hurry up and move me, it’s so damn boring being alone."
Zhou Xuan rolled up the painting and was about to leave with Yun Ziliang, Lv Mingkun, and Little Fuzi, but after only a couple of steps, he suddenly stopped and said, "The malevolent energy in this house seems particularly strong, I feel cold just standing here."
"Since you broke that talisman, no one can suppress the malevolent energy in this house, it’s naturally very dense; this shop is a gathering point of Yin in East Market Street, its malevolent energy is many times denser than other shops."
Yun Ziliang, holding a teapot and sipping tea, said.
"Then if I want to cultivate a Jiangshi in this house, wouldn’t that be twice the result with half the effort?" Zhou Xuan said.
Yun Ziliang sprayed tea on the spot, but he spewed not tea but a puff of tea smoke.
"What did you just say?"
"Cultivate a Jiangshi!"
"You kid, why are you always messing with such crooked stuff? Cultivate a Jiangshi? Oh, right, you’re studying tattooing, you’re one of the Ghosts... no, that’s not right... you’re not a pure Ghost, you kid are Nu!"
"Old Yun, you’re not going to say that during your Dragon Seeking, there was also a Nuodai as your companion, right? Don’t give me that routine!" Zhou Xuan said.
"Ah, being a Dragon Seeking Heavenly Master traversing around, I know many secrets. And my age is so great; many hidden things can’t be kept from me."
Yun Ziliang felt a bit proud inside; he thought his "sensing" ability, despite the years, was still sharp, and the person he chose turned out to be the Nuodai.
"I can see, you’ve joined an altar, and since you have, you’re starting to learn tattooing now, you must be Nu! Nu must walk the nine altars."
"Don’t go spreading rumors in the future, telling everyone I’m a Tattoo Evil Ghost... eh... Tattoo Master."
Zhou Xuan didn’t like the name Tattoo Evil Ghost much; it was too underworld-like.
"If you go around spreading rumors, I’ll burn your house down."
Having threatened Yun Ziliang with the painting, Zhou Xuan then walked towards his own shop,
On the way, Zhou Xuan still asked Yun Ziliang, "So, is it really possible to cultivate a Jiangshi in that shop?!"
"Yeah! Just afraid it’s too possible."
Yun Ziliang said, "The malevolent energy of that shop, I’m afraid it could cultivate a Jiangshi that can comprehend the way of heaven and earth."
"You can try cultivating one..."
"I’ll find a corpse someday, throw it in to see if cultivation works; if it doesn’t, I’ll hang your painting back up, and you can help me watch over the place."
"Dealing with that kind of Yin stuff? What kind of integrity would that be, what kind of integrity... My ancestors had a State Preceptor."