Desperate Night.

Chapter 513 Practice III

Another place in Wanxue Palace.

Yu Xuezi walked slowly forward, passing through a series of somewhat deserted corridors.

Before I knew it, I arrived at an attic where two dragon turtle statues were placed.

There is a plaque above the attic with three words written on it: Changsheng Palace.

Yu Xuezi was alone and looked up at the plaque.

"It depends on Yu Hu's progress. Once he has completed his Qi training, you can give him a Taoist name. We need to prepare a formal apprenticeship gift for him first."

He walked inside.

"Also, Bai Sheng and Hei Ying's cultivation elixirs are almost used up, so it's time to get new ones. And bring some for Yu Hu as well."

He muttered, climbed the stone steps, passed two dragon turtle statues, and stepped into the attic.

The attic door had long since collapsed and fallen to the ground, and the interior of the building was covered with sticky, wriggling flesh and blood.

The entire hall is like a warehouse, with black containers marked with names stacked everywhere.

Yu Xuezi ignored the inner wall of flesh and blood, and walked through the piles of boxes with ease to reach the innermost core.

In the core of the hall, countless dark red flesh bulged from the four walls, extending tentacles that wrapped around the medicine racks on the ground layer by layer.

There are twelve medicine shelves in total, filled with various medicine bottles.

And in the middle of these medicine shelves, a skinny figure was quietly floating in the air.

The figure was wearing a light yellow Taoist robe, which was tattered and exuded an aura of decay and aging.

His hair was completely white, dry and lusterless, and it fell down to cover his face.

Although this person was obviously suspended in the middle of the shelf, Yu Xuezi just passed by him as if he didn't see him. He murmured in a low voice, looking for a pill suitable for his disciple.

"Found it! Health-preserving pills! One bottle for Bai Sheng, one bottle for Hei Ying, and two bottles for Yu Hu, who has good talent."

Soon, Yu Xuezi came to a shelf and picked up a palm-sized white jade porcelain bottle with satisfaction.

He opened the stopper and poured out the liquid from the porcelain bottle. A gray insect egg rolled out, and it looked like a living thing that was slightly beating.

He sniffed it. "Why does this pill taste weird?"

But no matter what, he quickly collected four bottles and prepared to leave.

However, they did not notice that the shelves where the porcelain bottles were placed had been crawling and spreading with dark red flesh, covering most of it.

Taking the pill, Yu Xuezi turned around and prepared to leave.

Suddenly, his body trembled slightly.

"Why do I remember that the health-preserving pill doesn't taste like this?"

He frowned, turned back, returned to the shelf, and scanned the place.

Slowly, a part of the flesh on the shelf bulged up, like a living thing, and lifted several contaminated porcelain bottles in front of him.

Yu Xuezi reached out to take it.

But a trace of pain and struggle suddenly appeared on his face.

"Hope, it can't be a health-preserving pill. It's not like that."

His eyes were bloodshot, with red lines unconsciously flowing from the corners of his eyes, across the side of his face, and dripping onto the ground.

Suddenly, the flesh on the shelf began to wriggle, as if they smelled something delicious, and grew tentacles to suck his dripping blood.

Taking this opportunity, Yu Xuezi put back the four bottles she had taken earlier. Her hand paused in mid-air, turned around, and reached for several porcelain bottles that were not covered by flesh and blood.

Picking up the porcelain bottle, he turned and was about to leave.

laugh!
Suddenly, a bloody tentacle flew out from the skinny figure in mid-air and rushed towards the uncontaminated porcelain bottle in his hand.

But Yu Xuezi seemed to have sensed something, and raised her right hand to accurately block the attack of the tentacles.

The blocked tentacle directly wrapped around his arm, turned around and merged into his skin, disappearing.

Yu Xuezi was unaware of anything and slowly left with the porcelain bottle.

His actions seemed to anger the skinny, white-haired figure in the air.

Chi Chi!

Two more huge tentacles shot out and hit the porcelain bottle in Yu Xuezi's hand hard, but he suddenly moved and blocked it with his body.

The tentacles immediately hit Yu Xuezi's body.

Bang! !

Yu Xuezi's body was pierced, and rotten and smelly blood gushed out from the two blood holes in his abdomen. Tentacles also drilled into the blood holes.

Soon, the tentacles dug out two things that looked like internal organs from the blood hole, and then turned back.

Yu Xuezi still didn't notice anything. She just shook her head and left with satisfaction taking the four porcelain bottles.

The bloody holes on his body healed quickly over time.

But the color of his skin seemed a little paler than before he came here.

In the Hall of Eternal Life, the floating figure was still floating silently, motionless, as if it were a dead object.

But at this moment, one of his hands, at some point, tightly grasped a black and red tentacle as thick as an arm that flew out from the hole in his chest.

The skinny hand, as bony as a skeleton, firmly grasped the tentacle, preventing it from flying out again.

"Junior Brother Yuxue"

"Live and live."

The sound of the figure was as soft as a mosquito, and gradually became inaudible.

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Library.

Yu Hong looked at the rows of densely packed bookshelves that were more than ten stories high and couldn't help but gasp.

Each of these bookshelves is more than 20 meters long, and is filled with countless books of various kinds.

These books are all wrapped in a light yellow thread cover, with neat black titles written on the edges.

The books were thick, thin, big, and small. At a glance, there must be at least tens of thousands of them to be arranged in such an exaggerated manner. Yu Hong took a deep breath and stepped forward impatiently.

but.
Cough cough cough.
He started coughing violently.

The result of taking a deep breath is that you inhale a lot of ashes.

Inside this library, the air was filled with white ash with an inexplicable stench.

"What the hell!?"

Yu Hong exhaled his inner strength, forming a strong airflow that swept up all the dust in the pavilion and blew it out through the door.

Countless pieces of white ashes gathered into a constantly deforming gray ball, which was wrapped in the internal energy flow. It flew out from the side of Yu Hong and hit the black soil in the garden with a plop.

After doing all this, Yu Hong glanced at the audience and waved his hand again.

The internal force was released, creating an air flow.

Bang bang bang.

All the windows were opened.

The light coming in from outside also brings in fresher air.

Yu Hong then nodded with satisfaction and began to check the bookshelf labels.

History, astronomy, geography, essays, medicine, art, esoteric arts, ordinary martial arts, true martial arts, and immortal martial arts.

One labeled bookshelf after another passed by Yu Hong quickly.

Finally, he stopped in front of the last four bookshelves.

Esoteric techniques, ordinary martial arts, true martial arts, and immortal martial arts.

Let’s look at the secret techniques first.

He reached out from a pile of books and pulled out a book titled The Secret Art of Destiny.

I looked through it.

"The Secret Art of Numbers is a special skill that our predecessors developed after observing the ingenious civilization and comprehending the hidden laws contained in numbers. It was developed to quickly calculate the opponent's weaknesses during battle."

'Resources required for cultivation: Yellow Phoenix Pills, Golden Energy Pills, Qiqiao Pills, unlimited quantity.'

'Practicing time: 137-189.'

".It's so long." Yu Hong frowned, put it back to its original place, and took out another one.

'Secret art of escaping the earth: Different from ordinary escaping the earth, this art is far superior to ordinary ones in terms of speed and activation speed. It was contributed by Chang Yuanzi of Qinghe Mountain when he was 721 years old.'

'Resources required for cultivation: ten pairs of Pegasus horseshoes, and an unlimited number of black pine pills.'

'Practicing time: 98-211.'

"." Yu Hong was annoyed, and flipped through several books of secret techniques in succession. The shortest one required at least eighty years.
Although the abilities of the secret arts seem very tempting, but.
If he wants to brush up on traits, it seems the low difficulty one is the most suitable.

Yu Hong flipped through the Zhenwu rack and found that the time required was about the same, often hundreds or thousands of years.

Immortal martial arts are even more exaggerated. After reading dozens of books, they all take thousands to tens of thousands of years. There is even one that takes the longest 560,000 years to achieve a small success. When can we get the special qualities?
Yu Hong made a prompt decision and returned to the most plain and ordinary Fanwu bookshelf.
"You are still the best for me." He sighed.

Now he no longer doubted the level of Qinghe Mountain. Just by looking at these martial arts booklets, he could see that the level of this force was so high that it was unimaginable.

Without making any random selection, Yu Hong started from the bottom layer of Fan Wu's bookshelves and looked through the books one by one.

In the Fanwu bookshelf, there are further subdivisions such as body movement, attack, defense, internal power, external power, weapons, etc.

The first thing he looked at was the protection category.

The first book on the bottom shelf is
"Eight Methods of Shoushan".

Yu Hong opened the book, didn't read anything else at first, and went straight to practice time.

'Eight years, not bad!'

He breathed a sigh of relief. With the help of the black seal, the time could be shortened and it would be acceptable.

Keep reading.

'The Eight Methods of Shoushan are the eight major laws of martial arts summarized by the Taoist Shoushan throughout his life. Once performed, the eight boxing moves can increase the strength and toughness of one's own skin membrane by eight times. Its strong protection can resist the attack of masters who are two levels higher than oneself in actual combat. If you don't have the same unique skills, ordinary skills will not be able to get close to you.'

Yu Hong looked at the training method and found that it consisted of eight different dynamic stances, combined with medicinal baths, internal medication, and visualization, all for spiritual practice.

He didn't care about the effect of this technique, he just wanted to see what characteristics it could bring out.

With the current strength of his internal energy of the Chaos God Heaven Eye Technique, this kind of technique is actually no longer useful.

He didn't choose, just took the book and turned to leave the library.

Soon returned to the dark spirit.

Yu Hong began to collect various supplies needed for cultivation, and if there were not enough, he would go to Yu Xuezi and Bai Sheng Hei Ying for more.

In two days, all the medicinal materials were found.

Although the entire mining planet is barren, there are still some places where forests, medicinal herbs and the like grow. Bai Sheng can get everything by just flying there in a spaceship.

Prepare the medicinal bath materials, then use black seals to strengthen them, increase the efficacy of the medicine, and shorten the practice time.

Yu Hong's life gradually began to get back on track. He usually practiced the Qingyuan Tianhe Magic Method. After completing the basic lessons, he devoted himself to practicing the Shoushan Eight Methods. He temporarily let the Dao Qi flow and practice on his own.

After a week of this
Bang bang! Bang!

In the open space outside the dark spirit world, Yu Hong turned and moved, his fists leaving two strange trajectories, hitting a stone wall, but making three punch sounds.

After completing this move, he stopped and adjusted his breathing.

"Finally, the last of the Eight Methods of Shoushan has been mastered." After all eight moving stances have been practiced to get started, the next step is to become thoroughly proficient and master it, strengthen it through medicinal baths and internal medication, and then accumulate over time, cultivate the spirit and energy and coordinate the power of medicine, and eventually achieve great success.

Yu Hong exhaled.

Getting started, becoming proficient, mastering, achieving minor success, and achieving major success are the entire realm of this martial art.

It is indeed a very simple and ordinary division method.

"After practicing the moves, you can start the medicinal bath."

Immediately, he poured the prepared medicinal powder into a large barrel, then waved his hand to lead the Heiheiling's cooling water pipe, allowing a large amount of warm water to flow into it.

(End of this chapter)