Chapter 57: Guarding the Corpses

Chapter 57: Guarding the Corpses

Chapter 57: Guarding the Corpses

Feeling relieved for the time being, Wang Yu freed up his storage bag and put all the Xuanjing Flowers in one place. Suddenly, he had four more portions for late-stage Qi training cultivators.

The number of first-level Xuanjing flowers reached seven hundred.

The number of second-level Xuanjing flowers reached fifty.

He preserved it by sealing the elixir, and after preparing to break through the sixth level of Qi training, he would use the effect of this flower to quickly break through the bottleneck and complete the second spiritual refining.

This would actually be inconvenient to use.

The essence of the Xuan Jing Flower is to cleanse and concentrate spiritual power. The more you wash, the less it becomes. Now that he has accumulated more than half of his spiritual power, the more he uses the distance he will break through, the farther he will go. Therefore, he will wait to break through to the sixth level of Qi training.

Completing the second soul refining in one breath can lead to continuous breakthroughs in a short period of time, directly reaching the seventh level of Qi training. At that time, you can consume all the Xuan Jing flowers and transform your spiritual power into liquid true essence.

Now that he has abundant fighting power, it is hard to find an enemy who can match him in the Qi training realm. He does not need to improve his realm by one or two levels, and his spiritual power reserves can also be supported by top-grade elixirs.

"Now that the trouble has been solved, it's time to explore the ruins of this underground palace."

Wang Yu had an idea and replaced the Corpse Demon Secret Technique with the Xuan Yin Hand to check how long it would take to cultivate it to perfection.

[Placement column 3: Xuanyin hand]

"Xuan Yin Hand (0/100): Practice nine times a day, and you will master it in ten years."

A second-grade superior magic actually takes ten years!
You know, all the high-quality spells that Wang Yu had put in place so far, although they were all first-level, only lasted for three months at most. Suddenly, it lasted for ten years, which really made him unable to hold back.

After thinking for a moment, he honestly put the secret technique of corpse demon back on.

This secret method is related to the happiness of the lower body. Like "Cold Blood Art", it is placed in the first sequence.

Now that the secret method has been perfected and the severed limbs have been reconnected, while he has gained powerful strength, he has to endure the corresponding side effects.

The body is like an ancient corpse.

The body is cold, emotions are not apparent, there is a loss of physical sensation, the second brother is impotent, and there are occasional bloodthirsty thoughts. The sacrifice is considerable!
A conservative estimate is that it will take twenty years to recover, so if it is not necessary, he does not want to take off the Corpse Demon Secret Technique.

As for the Xuan Yin Hand, since you have the help of Yin Marrow Fluid, you can try to practice it yourself first, and keep some materials for refining "Han Chi Dan".

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After an incense stick of time, Wang Yu did not rush to the top of the [Ningyue Palace] but stopped at the second highest level of the stairs and found the Sutra Library of this ancient sect's ruins.

In his eyes, no opportunity or fortune is as attractive as the top-grade foundation-building recipe, and he doesn't know if it exists here.

Due to the fight with Su Qingshan and his four companions, he was delayed for some time. There were already disciples from the Gu Du Peak here, three in total, all of whom were Qi training level 7 cultivators.

The Sutra Repository here is a three-story attic with flying eaves and brackets. The corners of the arches are carved with various rare and exotic animals, and there are ancient rusty bronze bells hanging on them.

Six red and purple columns with dragon patterns at the entrance support a long corridor.

There was a recliner, on which lay a corpse in a grey robe with a moon pattern, holding a palm-sized teapot in his hand, as if drinking tea.

The legendary tower defender died in such a strange way, which shows that the incident happened suddenly. He didn't even have any room for resistance and fell in the blink of an eye, which shows how strong the enemy was.

The problem is, he didn't find any corpse along the way, except this one...

He glanced at the three fellow disciples on the first floor of the Sutra Repository.

They were standing in front of a black stone tablet, also secretly observing Wang Yu. The association made Wang Yu feel awe-inspiring.

There was no sign that the corpse had been moved, and they were obviously waiting for a young man. Wang Yu noticed this and couldn't help but smile silently. He brushed his sleeves and walked straight into the Sutra Library.

The three men looked disappointed.

Wang Yu stepped forward and smiled, "I wonder what the three of you are observing? Did you gain anything?" "Humph!"

"What does it have to do with you?"

One person spoke rudely and discriminated against Wang Yu openly.

"Hey, Junior Brother Wang, don't mind it.

"Brother Zhang is angry, but it's not directed at you. Let's take a look at this ancient magic script together."

At this time, another monk wearing an emerald green robe, a jade crown on his head, and playing with two jade galls in his hands spoke up. He first eased the conflict and then invited him to read the inscription together.

Wang Yu looked past the crowd and set his eyes on the black stone tablet. It was indeed written in blood characters of ancient magic, which was consistent with the font of the mysterious silk book he got from Xu Jiaojiao.

The so-called [Ancient Magic Script] is said to be a type of character that is closer to the great Dao of heaven and earth and possesses mysterious power. This "blood character" is just the most widely spread one among them.

Now that this kind of blood record has appeared, no one can understand it.

Wang Yu had wanted to investigate but had never had the time to do it. He originally wanted to entrust it to the Alchemist Association, but he and Zhao Shang had reached a point where their true colors were revealed.

I didn't expect to see it again in the ruins of the underground palace.

"Since there is a blood character stele, I think this underground palace must have been left by the Demonic Senior. This is not good news for us."

They knew very well the nature of the demons, and this underground palace must be hiding a lot of dangers.

Wang Yu pondered and said, "Do you know if there is any ancient demon sect in the Red Kite Demon Realm that fits the appearance of this place?"

At this time, the disgusted man spoke again, saying with disdain:
“The iteration of the demonic sects is so fast.

"Based on the size of this underground palace, it is at most a Jindan sect. Let alone searching in the ancient history of the Demon Realm, you can't guess what this place is even if you are well-versed in history."

Wang Yu's face suddenly darkened. Again and again! There was no one around, and he suddenly felt murderous.

“Brother Zhang…”

The people who wanted to negotiate peace were about to speak when they felt the temperature suddenly drop. A large amount of frost spread out with Wang Yu as the center. The expressions of the three people changed and they wanted to retreat.

Wang Yu punched the cultivator named Zhang, but because he was reading the inscription, the distance was too close, and the second-level divine power corpse arm hit him, creating a white ring of air waves.

It was totally unexpected. They never thought that Wang Yu would suddenly take action. As the saying goes, when you have a sharp weapon, you will naturally have the desire to kill.

Su Qingshan and his four men were killed head-on by him, so why should he be afraid of three Qi training seventh-level cultivators? Moreover, Liu Jinxian was not there, and the disciples of Gu Du Peak were scattered throughout the underground palace, which was a good opportunity to weaken her power.

in a blink.

The monk named Zhang was blown into pieces. The remaining two were horrified and ran towards the door of the Sutra Library without any will to resist.

He was obviously shocked, and finally understood why Liu Jinxian treated Wang Yu with courtesy.

---strength!
"Humph."

He drew out the ice-patterned sword and slashed at the man who had been silent all this time. The ice sword quickly grew to three meters long. He used his mind and magic formula in combination with the ice sword technique, and the chillness increased dramatically.

At the critical moment, this man slapped his chest and spat out blood.

A centipede-like poisonous insect flew out, quickly grew larger, and wrapped around its owner, trying to use its carapace to defend against the falling ice sword.

The two of them were in a stalemate for only a moment before Wang Yu used his left fist to press down on the sword, and both the Gu and the person were beaten into a meat pie.

The power advantage is undoubtedly revealed.

The last person was horrified and almost cried:
"Wang Yu, I haven't offended you, why make things so difficult for me!"

(End of this chapter)