The true na of a Saint cannot be casually called upon.
It is an absolute secret.
In the past, Saints would inspect the world by the Sun and Moon.
Directly calling a Saint’s true na would cause the Saint’s Sun and Moon to sense it and cast their gaze.
Only mbers of the Royal Family, when traveling and encountering attacks.
Or certain important Court ministers, at critical monts, would directly call the Saint’s true na, asking the Saint’s Dharma Aspect to personally descend upon Nine-State and intervene.
In fact, the true nas of the stars are called upon in the sa manner.
Like the na Jian Xin, it is not a true na.
As a star, when he is on duty in the sky of Xinyi Continent, if his true na is called, the Dharma Aspect of this star will also descend to the Lower Realm.
Therefore.
Only those tasked with certain missions can know Jian Xin’s true na; calling will elicit a response and assistance.
For example, in a thousand local cities.
Although these cities’ Governnt Offices do not have the Two-Phase Realm, if they encounter an attack, the City Guard in the Three Elents Realm will observe the celestial phenonon and call a nearby star’s true na to hasten their arrival.
It is precisely because of this "ergency hotline" chanism that if Jian Xin’s true na were known to everyone, and everyone called it falsely... there would be utter chaos.
Even the stars’ true nas are like this; the Sun and Moon’s true nas are even more so.
It’s the sa as the Saint’s identity, origins, and past all needing to be kept secret.
During the Jiushui Dynasty era, only the initial group knew the true na of the Jiushui Saint.
But after the founding of the dynasty, it was gradually deliberately hidden, and the world no longer knew its na.
People would just call "Saint," "Emperor," or "Jiushui" as code nas.
In the past, calling upon the true na of this Jiushui Saint would lead to his Dharma Aspect personally descending, demonstrating the formidable deterrence of such an attack!
This chanism made other sects wary of provoking the Court.
But now.
This original Xinyi King not only shows disrespect by a minister directly calling a Saint’s na but also the disrespect of a daughter calling her father’s na.
It can be considered very "filial."
Landed on the street, in front of The Shop’s door, this man wore a smile, his gaze fixed on the Sword Fairy walking back to The Shop not far ahead, as invisible flas quietly encircled her.
"No matter how many tis I’ve seen it, it’s always interesting to see these weapons of a new era."
"The fusion cycle of the Spiritual Root is very complete, naturally ford, as if two souls were born as one, yet in so places, it’s very rough... quite contradictory."
Just then, a little girl suddenly bumped into him accidentally, hastily apologizing: "I’m sorry, I’m sorry..."
The girl turned to leave but was fiercely grabbed by the wrist, "Soul-type poisonous plant?"
The timid girl suddenly revealed another face, coldly saying:
"During the combat in the Capital City, I as a Poison Doctor couldn’t approach, yet you’ve personally left the city? None of them could face and kill you because they’re too stupid; is combat necessary to fight head-on? I alone can poison you to death."
Her voice was hoarse like an old woman, with a chilling and venomous tone: "My poison will cause your Soul Body to deteriorate, your Dharma Aspect to collapse; this is irreversible, this is your consequence of arrogance."
"No... wrong, wrong, you were wrong from the start."
This Last Saint shook his head and couldn’t help but say: "Who dictated that a Dharma Aspect must be a soul? Soul and flesh are twin-born; your Dharma Aspect’s essence is soul, but mine is not; I have flesh and blood, thus making this poison completely useless."
The girl seed to have realized too.
This guy hasn’t been poisoned?
How is it possible, she was a Poison Doctor... one of the strongest in human poison history, she established the Witch Doctor Temple, becoming a forbidden area in Nine-State, one of the deadliest Secret Realms that thieves feared most, poisoning those Dharma Aspects doing illicit business.
And her poison, the esteed "Source Saint Poison," was specifically developed to poison Saints.
At present, it’s her first use, without any information about detoxification, not making any precautionary moves; no one could possibly be guarded...
"Primitive, blind, weak, you’re nothing more than a bunch of ancient monkeys."
Xin Xichen smiled, "Source Saint Poison... I rember it was called by that na, right."
The woman’s face drastically changed.
How does he know about her poison, hers is never told to a second person.
"Why do you have the illusion that it’s your first ti using this poison?"
His eyes flashed with a hint of chill, "In our Xin Dynasty’s history, you have already died many tis, post-reset, you each ti prideful, it’s downright laughable."
The woman suddenly showed ruthlessness, reaching out again to release a blood fog, vast poison flowing through the wrist that grabbed her into his body, "Then try this again."
"Hmph, due to flaws, you blocked the information of your death? What a pity."
He reached out and pinched, the enhanced Source Saint Poison, modified stronger, suddenly surged into her body, "This is your poison; watch how I, the Emperor, use it?"
"Impossible!? My poison..."
The woman’s worldview was overturned.
In just a few monts, her toxins were returned to her, rearranged into a more powerful, more destructive new toxin.
This person’s domain of toxins was evidently stronger than the expertise she had devoted her entire life to...
The woman exploded in an instant, transforming into a mass of energy, clearly a Dharma Aspect of an unknown strong existence masquerading as a passerby.
"Curious, aren’t you?" His eyes were smiling, "I only used it occasionally, yet it surpassed the level you’ve strived for all your life."
"Humans and ancient monkeys, there is a qualitative difference in intelligence."
"You!... I’ll be back." She lowered her voice, filled with resentnt.
An assassin dropped dead instantly, the Dharma Aspect collapsed.
But it seed that no one on the street witnessed this scene; they continued walking as usual.
Only the white-robed woman from The Shop was fixedly watching the street from outside, "That Poison Doctor should be quite troubleso."
He slightly raised the corner of his mouth, "That’s because you didn’t inherit the foundation of our Royal Family, and just went out to rebel."
"Why are we the Royal Family? Because they rely utilize the phenonon, while we understand it. We know the fundantal principles of ’poison’, invading the internal cycle, breaking the immune chanism, causing various adverse pathological reactions in the powerful."
It’s normal for the other party not to understand.
In that era, the Poison Doctor brought the art of poison to its peak.
But rely discovering a stronger toxicity in so poison combinations without understanding why those combinations resulted in such lethal power.
Utilizing the phenonon but failing to understand it.
This is not sothing individual wisdom can achieve, as it’s the inheritance of generations of civilization.
"The phrase [You... I’ll be back], according to historical records, she has said it for the thirteenth ti, every ti after being killed it was the sa."
"Repetitive logic, repetitive stereotype behavior."
"Think a bit, you can simulate what they intend to do now, what they want to achieve."
He shook his head and laughed, "This is the heritage of our Royal Family, most of them are recorded in the files, they could never kill ."
What is poison?
There are two types: soul toxins and blood-and-flesh toxins.
But essentially they are both destructive energies that disrupt the balance of the soul and body.
Breaking the [Five-Body Cycle] of the flesh, or the [Four Viscera Cycle], or disrupting the balance of the [Three Elents Cycle], [Two-Phase Cycle] of the soul.
Collapsing the body’s internal cycles, making undying properties ineffective; this is the essence of poison.
"Custor, what would you like to do?"
Jiucai Rong greeted politely, looking at the young man who walked in with dragon-like steps, his appearance seed extraordinary.
Recently, The Shop’s business had been good, and occasionally these big shots would co to browse and look around.
It’s worth ntioning that after the dical Fairy ran away, Su Yuniang also left.
Currently, the shop is managed by Jiucai Rong, Dizzy, and Erya.
And Dizzy hasn’t been in the shop for a long ti, now full of spirit, building beautiful cities everywhere, being flattered.
Jiucai Rong followed the managent routine, praised imdiately upon eting: "Custor, you’ve co to the right place today, I see your deanor is noble, your air is extraordinary..."
"A pot of wine." The man said softly.
"Got it." Jiucai Rong took out the signature Middle Grade Yin Yang Spirit Rice Wine.
"My friend has arrived, let the custor see a performance." Xinyi suddenly said softly.
The man glanced at her, not making a sound.
"That’s not a problem, you’re a regular." Jiucai Rong was used to it, called Erya and Gao out, and they started dancing a hot宅舞.
"Make it local style." Xinyi said.
Gao and Erya skillfully shook flower hands, spinning their hands into propellers, slowly flying up, the two interchanging with infinity shapes.
This belongs to the latest developed 3D earth-style rave dance.
The face of this Last Saint twitched slightly.
Has the dance of this era already advanced so far?
He drank lightly; the wine indeed had so flavor.
He surveyed around the shop, looking for what Xinyi valued here.
Suddenly saw the [dical Beauty Surgery] pricing list above, the mindless chest enlargent description, making him speechless again.
Very interesting.
It seed he had encountered sothing bizarre that logic couldn’t quite grasp for the first ti.
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