Chapter 57 The Corpse Guarding the Pavilion (Please read on, please vote!)
With everything at ease for the time being, Wang Yu rummaged through his storage bag and put all the Xuanjing Flowers in one place, suddenly finding himself with four extra portions for late-stage Qi Refining cultivators.
The number of first-tier Xuanjing flowers reached seven hundred.
The number of second-tier Xuanjing Flowers reached fifty.
He preserved it using the method of sealing the core, preparing to use the flower's effects to quickly break through the bottleneck and complete the second refinement of spirit after breaking through the sixth level of Qi Refining.
This would actually be inconvenient to use.
The essence of the Xuanjing Flower is to cleanse and concentrate spiritual energy, which becomes less and less with each wash. Now, he has accumulated more than half of his spiritual energy cultivation, and the more he uses it, the further he is from breaking through. Therefore, he will wait until he breaks through to the sixth level of Qi Refining.
If one completes the second Spirit Refinement in one go, one can break through continuously in a short period of time, reaching the seventh level of Qi Refining. At that time, one can consume all the Mysterious Essence Flowers to transform spiritual power into liquid true essence.
Now he is full of fighting power, and it is difficult to find an opponent who can even fight him once he reaches the Qi Refining realm. He is not worried about improving his realm by one or two levels, and his spiritual energy reserves can be supported by top-grade pills.
"Trouble solved, time to explore this underground palace ruins."
Wang Yu's heart stirred, and he replaced the Corpse Demon Secret Technique with the Profound Yin Hand to check the time required to cultivate it to perfection.
[Placement slot 3: Mysterious Yin Hand]
"Mysterious Yin Hand (0/100): Practice nine times a day, and you can master it in ten years."
A second-tier superior-grade spell actually requires ten years!
It should be noted that all the high-grade spells that Wang Yu has placed so far, although they are all first-tier, have a maximum duration of only three months. Suddenly having to put them for ten years is really making him unable to hold on.
After a moment's thought, he obediently put the Corpse Demon Secret Technique back up.
This secret technique relates to the happiness of the lower body, and like the "Cold Blood Technique," it is placed in the first priority.
Now that the secret technique is complete and the severed limbs have been reattached, he has gained immense power, but he also has to bear the corresponding side effects.
His body resembled an ancient corpse.
His body was cold, his emotions were indifferent, he lost his sense of touch, his second brother was impotent, and he occasionally had bloodthirsty and murderous thoughts. He made a great sacrifice!
It is conservatively estimated that it will take twenty years to recover, so he is reluctant to remove the Corpse Demon Secret Technique unless absolutely necessary.
As for the Profound Yin Hand, since it has the Yin Marrow Liquid to assist it, it can try to cultivate it on its own first, and keep a portion of the materials for refining the Cold Dragon Pill.
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After a stick of incense had burned, Wang Yu did not rush to the top of the [Ningyue Palace]. Instead, he stopped at the second level of the stairs and found the scripture pavilion of this ancient sect ruins.
No opportunity or good fortune could compare to the allure of a top-grade Foundation Establishment Pill formula in his eyes, and he wondered if such a formula existed here.
Because of his fight with Su Qingshan and his three companions, he was delayed for a while. Meanwhile, three disciples from Gu Du Peak had appeared, all of them Qi Refining Level 7 cultivators.
The library here is a three-story pavilion with flying eaves and brackets. The corners of the arches are carved with various rare and exotic animals, and ancient, rusty bronze bells hang from it.
Six vermilion and purple dragon-patterned pillars at the entrance support a long corridor.
There was a recliner on which lay a gray-robed corpse with a moon pattern, holding a palm-sized teapot in its hand as if drinking tea.
The legendary guardian's death was so bizarre, indicating that the incident happened suddenly and he had no chance to resist, falling in the blink of an eye, which shows how strong the enemy was.
The problem is, he hadn't found any corpses along the way, except for this one...
He glanced at his three fellow disciples on the first floor of the Sutra Repository out of the corner of his eye.
They were standing in front of a black stone tablet, also secretly observing Wang Yu, which made Wang Yu feel a chill.
The corpses showed no signs of being moved; they were clearly waiting for a fool. Wang Yu noticed this and couldn't help but chuckle silently. He brushed off his sleeves and stepped straight into the Sutra Repository.
The three men did indeed show signs of disappointment.
Wang Yu stepped forward with a smile and asked, "I wonder what the three of you are observing? Have you gained anything?"
"snort!"
"What's it to you?"
One person spoke rudely, making no attempt to conceal their discrimination against Wang Yu.
"Hey, Junior Brother Wang, don't take it to heart."
"Brother Zhang, this is just a grudge, not directed at you. Come and take a look at this ancient demonic script together."
At this moment, another cultivator, dressed in an emerald green robe and wearing a jade crown, playing with two jade galls in his hands, spoke up. He first eased the tension and then invited him to look at the inscription together.
Wang Yu stepped past the crowd and focused his gaze on the black stone tablet. It was indeed written in ancient demonic blood characters, consistent with the script of the mysterious silk scroll he had obtained from Xu Jiaojiao.
The so-called "Ancient Demonic 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 type of it.
The blood inscriptions that have appeared now are incomprehensible to anyone.
Wang Yu had intended to investigate, but had never had the time to do so. He originally wanted to entrust the task to the alchemist society, but unfortunately, he and Zhao Shang had already reached the point of revealing their true intentions.
Unexpectedly, I saw it again at this underground palace site.
"Since a blood-character stele has been left here, this underground palace must have been left by a senior of the demonic path, which is not good news for us."
They knew the true nature of the demonic path very well; this underground palace was sure to hide a great deal of danger.
Wang Yu pondered, "Do the three of you know of any ancient demonic sects in the Crimson Phoenix Demon Realm that match the appearance of this place?"
At this moment, the person who disliked him spoke again, saying disdainfully:
"How rapidly the sects of the demonic path have evolved."
"Judging from the size of this underground palace, it's at most a Core Formation sect. Even if you were a scholar with extensive knowledge of history, you wouldn't be able to guess what kind of place it is, let alone search through the ancient history of the Demon Realm."
Wang Yu's face immediately darkened. Again and again! With no one around, his killing intent surged.
"Brother Zhang..."
Just as the peacemakers were about to speak, they felt the temperature suddenly drop, and a large amount of frost spread out from Wang Yu. The three of them changed their expressions and wanted to retreat.
Wang Yu threw a punch at the cultivator surnamed Zhang. Because he was looking at the inscription on the stele, he was too close. The second-level divine power corpse arm struck out, creating a white ring of air.
Unexpectedly, they never expected Wang Yu to make a sudden move; as the saying goes, "He who possesses a weapon will naturally have the will to kill."
Su Qingshan had already killed all four of them in a direct confrontation, so why should he fear three Qi Refining Stage 7 cultivators? Besides, Liu Jinxian was away, and the Gu Poison Peak disciples were scattered throughout the underground palace, which was a good opportunity to weaken her power.
In the blink of an eye.
The cultivator surnamed Zhang was blown to pieces. The remaining two, horrified, ran towards the entrance of the Scripture Pavilion, showing no will to resist.
He was clearly stunned and finally understood why Liu Jinxian treated Wang Yu with such courtesy.
---strength!
"snort."
He drew his ice-patterned sword and slashed at the silent man. The ice sword quickly grew to three zhang in length. He mentally recited incantations and combined them with the ice sword technique, causing the chill to surge.
In the critical moment, this man patted his chest and spat out his semen.
A centipede-like worm flew out, quickly grew larger, and wrapped itself around its master, attempting to use its carapace to defend against the descending ice sword.
The two were locked in a stalemate for only a moment before Wang Yu's left fist and palm pressed down on the sword, turning the Gu and the person into a meat patty.
Their superior strength was undeniable.
The last person was utterly horrified, almost crying as he said:
"Wang Yu, I haven't offended you, why make things so difficult for me!"
(End of this chapter)
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