Immortality starts from the liver proficiency

Chapter 286 It's all set up.
In an instant, the four of them paused slightly. Their energy stagnated, as if a mountain had been placed on them, making them feel incredibly heavy.

How can it be? !
The Xuanxiao Peak disciple standing at the very front stared wide-eyed in disbelief at Xu Yunfan.

"Excuse me."

The word "ordinary" struck like a heavy hammer.

The leader's fingers, which were gripping the hilt of the sword, suddenly stiffened, his knuckles turning white from excessive force, yet he still couldn't pull out even half an inch of the sword's edge.

As if an invisible hand were pressing down on their shoulders, the four of them unconsciously made way for each other.

He paused at the corner of the stairs, then, without turning back, tossed out a sentence: "According to the rules of the Daoist sect..."

The dragon scales clashed together, producing a metallic clang. "You should call me Senior Brother."

The spiritual fruit in the purple-robed disciple's hand had long been crushed into a pulp, and the scarlet juice dripped from between his fingers, casting a distorted reflection on the cold jade ground.

This scene naturally attracted the attention of many people below.

When Xu Yunfan's aura of the Marrow Cleansing Realm spread out like a tide, those who had been peering in were instantly struck dumb, and they all lowered their heads to avoid him.

The aura and pressure of a Grandmaster at the Marrow Cleansing Realm are enough to suppress an entire peak within the Qingwei Mountain Dao Sect.

A few suppressed groans came from the crowd, and several disciples with shallow cultivation were even shaken back by this aura.

The whispers that had been going on suddenly stopped, as if an invisible hand had choked them.

Only the true disciples at the Dao Child level of the Thirty-Six Peaks could still stand tall, but their eyes also held a hint of solemnity. To be called a Dao Child meant that even if one had not yet undergone the Marrow Cleansing Realm, entering the Marrow Cleansing Realm was a certainty.

However, Xu Yunfan looked much younger than them.

Xu Yunfan climbed the steps, and the horrified or fearful gazes behind him receded like a tide.

Along the way, disciples from all levels bowed their heads and gave way, and no one dared to utter a word to test them.

He walked without stopping, passing through the vast sea of ​​books on the first eight floors, until he stepped onto the jade steps on the ninth floor.

The moment you push open the gilded cloud-patterned door, what hits you is not the scent of ink, but a rich and vibrant spiritual energy.

Xu Yunfan raised an eyebrow slightly, and the spiritual energy he had gathered actually converged on the ninth floor.
The top of the nine-story pavilion was actually a starry sky, a celestial constellation chart carved from a single piece of meteorite jade and suspended overhead. A silver thread hung down from each of the twenty-eight constellations, the ends of which were tied to no more than thirty volumes of ancient texts.

Xu Yunfan casually brushed aside a curtain blocking his way and took a book from the jade table.

The cover features six characters in cursive script, mixed with vermilion and gold powder.

"The Great Sun Burns the Heavens and Suppresses the Prison Fist".

What a grand and imposing name!

Xu Yunfan couldn't help but grin.

Flipping through the title page and reading the general outline, one can tell that this is a domineering fist technique that requires the use of qi and blood as a guide to refine pure yang qi. Unfortunately, it goes against his path of using weapons, so he put it back where it was.

Moreover, its reputation outweighs its substance.

The boxing techniques recorded inside are indeed exquisite, following the pure Yang path, but they have nothing to do with the Great Sun Burning Heaven technique. I wonder which old, uncultivated senior of the Daoist sect named it.

The ninth floor contains mostly fundamental cultivation techniques that directly lead to the ninth stage of Qi Refining, such as the "Purple Heaven Thunderclap Technique" and the "Taiyi Azure Nether Technique," with less than eleven martial arts techniques.

After all, in the martial arts world today, most people hone their skills while training their bodies. Once they reach a certain level, they can use the corresponding martial arts techniques. Pure martial arts techniques are relatively rare, which is not surprising to Xu Yunfan. He has plenty of time; if he could, he could even stay here for ten days without eating or drinking.

Finally, at midday on the second day, Xu Yunfan discovered a rare copy of the "Eight Desolate Dragon Meteor Mace Technique" pressed down by a black iron paperweight in the corner of the west wall.

The pages are made of tanned hide from an unknown animal, and the opening eight characters, "The mace falls and the mountain sinks, its power penetrates the eight directions," faintly reveal the lingering power of the creator who shattered the mountain with a single mace.

Finally, a method of using maces has been found...

Xu Yunfan's brows relaxed slightly. He glanced at the bookshelf beside him, which contained ten martial arts techniques, at least eight of which were sword techniques.

This forced him to casually pull out a sword manual with a reddish-gold cover, titled "The Sword That Slays the Mountain."

This sword technique follows a fierce and unrestrained approach, emphasizing using the sword as an axe to split mountains and cleave the earth.

The opening lines read, "The sword strikes like the sun falling from the sky, the blazing sun scorching the river," and the names of the moves are incredibly domineering.

The "Golden Crow Falling Peak Style" uses the sword's edge to draw out intense qi, while the "Melting Iron Dividing the Sea Style" requires pouring pure yang internal energy into the sword, making the blade as red as a branding iron.

Xu Yunfan turned a couple of pages and shook his head inwardly. Although the sword technique was fierce, it was far from the description of easily shattering mountains and breaking peaks.

Or rather, even a Grandmaster of the Ninth Realm of Qi Refining would fall short of the level required to shatter mountains and break peaks without a divine weapon.

Back then, Dugu Jiu, who was known as the "Heavenly Sword," was able to cut off the river with a single sword strike only because he relied on the eighth-tier divine weapon, the Azure Dragon-Slaying Sword.

Legend has it that when that sword struck, even before the blade arrived, a natural chasm had already split open on the hundred-mile stretch of the river, and the aftershocks of the sword energy even leveled the cliffs on both sides by three inches.

Xu Yunfan unconsciously stroked the Crimson Fire Dragon-Swallowing Mace at his waist with his fingertips. If this mace were used in conjunction with the "Dragon Fall Style" of the "Eight Desolate Dragon Fall Mace Technique," it might truly achieve the power described in the book as "the mace falls and the mountain sinks."

After getting what he wanted, Xu Yunfan glanced at the martial arts manuals on the bookshelf, then quickly looked away.

His martial arts training was diverse, with each realm involving different types of martial arts, following a different path from those lineage-based martial arts. In the end, to cultivate internal energy, he naturally needed to return to the source of all things.

After obtaining the "Eight Desolate Dragon Fall Mace Technique", Xu Yunfan glanced at the other martial arts manuals on the ninth floor, but only paused briefly before looking away.

His cultivation methods are diverse. In the Skin Refining Realm, he uses the "Crimson Copper Body Cloak Hammer" to temper his muscles and bones. In the Marrow Cleansing Realm, he relies on the "I Ching Marrow Cleansing Technique" to transform his body. He also has other strange cultivation methods such as the "Thousand-Pound Mountain-Shaking Hammer Technique" and the "Triple Burner Sword Nourishing Technique" mixed together.

Compared to systems like the Daoist sect that emphasize lineage, his path of martial arts is like a hundred rivers flowing together, seemingly chaotic but actually conforming to the principle of "all things returning to the same source".

This is why Bi Yuan allowed Xu Yunfan to practice different techniques at each stage of his cultivation.

Qi and blood strength are ultimately not energy; they are merely changes in the body's internal energy.

The "Lin" technique had given him the ability to remember everything he saw. After entering the "Lin" state and memorizing all the key points of the mace technique, he exited the "Lin" state, closed the book, and stepped out of the Langhuan Book Tower without looking back.

When I returned to the secluded courtyard surrounded by green pines, the twilight had already dyed the sea of ​​clouds halfway up the mountain red.

Xu Yunfan took the Crimson Fire Dragon-Swallowing Mace from his back with a backhand motion, and a few sparks flew out as the mace rubbed against the air.

"Pro."

With a soft shout, Xu Yunfan plucked another ginseng root from the ginseng child and began to chew it. His eyes were calm, and his thoughts were filled with the flow of consciousness as he continuously recalled the Eight Desolate Dragon Fall Mace Technique.

Suddenly, the heavy mace, wrapped in crimson energy, crashed down, cracking the bluestone slab in the courtyard with a three-zhang-long ravine; the second move abruptly changed into a thrust, the sharpness gathered at the tip of the mace piercing through the stone lamp ten steps away.

The most astonishing move was the ninth technique, "Dragon's Fall." Xu Yunfan's blood and qi suddenly collapsed, his dragon scales stood upside down, and the Crimson Fire Dragon-Swallowing Mace crashed down with a thunderous roar.

(End of this chapter)