Cultivating Immortality from the Book of Life and Death

Chapter 56: Leaving. (First update!)

[Pure Yang Technique] uses spiritual power to strengthen the physical body while strengthening the Yang energy in the blood.

After practicing this technique, when dealing with ghosts in the future, you no longer need to cut the skin and use spiritual blood to fight the enemy. Instead, you can directly use your fists and feet to hurt the ghosts.

However, it will probably take a very long time to reach the state that Master said, where no ghosts or evil spirits can get close to you and you are immune to evil.

As his mind raced, the spiritual power in Zheng Que's body began to circulate rapidly, and at the same time, he made spells with his hands.

The spiritual power in the sea of ​​qi rapidly differentiated and spread to his limbs and bones like a spider web, constantly nourishing his tendons, bones, qi, blood, and muscles... Time passed slowly, and Zheng Que's body strengthened little by little.

The blood in his body was circulating rapidly, making the sound of gurgling streams. His skin was flushed, and white smoke was curling above his head. He was like a burning furnace, emitting an oppressive heat in the dark underground room.

An hour later, the spiritual energy in Zheng Que's Qi Sea was almost exhausted, and the first practice of [Pure Yang Technique] was finally over.

He opened his eyes, stood up immediately, and moved his fists and feet. He soon found that his strength had obviously increased a lot, but other than that, there were no other changes for the time being.

Zheng Que knew in his heart that this [Pure Yang Technique] required accumulation of strength over time. The more one practiced, the stronger its power would be. He had just started practicing it, so the effect would definitely not be comparable to that of the [Spirit Descent Technique].

In addition, this technique consumes an extremely large amount of spiritual energy.

With his current Qi training level of the second level, the spiritual energy in his body is only enough for one hour of cultivation...

While thinking, Zheng Que then prepared to practice [Blood Gang Technique].

His spiritual power was almost exhausted. If it was an ordinary technique, he would not have enough spiritual power to practice. However, this [Blood Gang Technique] was a unique sword technique, most suitable for those in desperate situations.

Therefore, his current situation of having very little spiritual power left is just right for cultivation.

As his mind raced, Zheng Que had already cast the [Blood Gang Technique] spell, simultaneously mobilizing the remaining spiritual energy within his body...

Unlike the [Pure Yang Technique] which takes a long time, Zheng Que had just performed all the techniques of the [Blood Gang Technique] when the aura in his body changed immediately. A layer of faint aura suddenly formed around him, covering him like a shield. The spiritual power in his sea of ​​​​qi, which should have dried up, suddenly became abnormally abundant.

Zheng Que immediately realized that the spiritual power growing in his body now came from his qi and blood, and the very weak qi around his body also came from his qi and blood.

Without hesitation, he raised his hand and cut the back of his hand. A wound appeared and blood flowed out. The energy around him suddenly became much more solid. At the same time, the spiritual power in his body began to become restless.

Zheng Cheng truly felt the changes in his body and soon realized that he had mastered the [Blood Gang Technique], but in order to unleash the true power of this technique, he had to be seriously injured!
The more serious the injury, the stronger the energy around him becomes.

In the end, the Qi Gang transformed into Blood Gang, and the spiritual power in the body was inexhaustible, until he broke through to the next realm! Or died in battle!
Thinking silently in his mind, Zheng Que immediately cast a spell to stop the [Blood Gang Technique].

The spiritual power that had just accumulated in his body disappeared in an instant, but the energy and blood that had been consumed showed no sign of recovery.

Zheng Que wrote down all the points that needed attention, and then took out a spirit stone from his storage bag.

He has now learned the [Pure Yang Technique] and the [Blood Gang Technique]. While there is still some time before dawn, he will test the effect of using spirit stones for training.

So, Zheng Que held the spirit stone, sat down cross-legged, and began to practice the [Seed Life Technique].

As the technique was activated, the spiritual energy in the spirit stone was drawn out and entered his body in strands.

Zheng Que's spiritual energy began to rapidly recover. Simultaneously, the flocculent Yin energy within the spirit stone flowed through his meridians and into his body. His complexion, which had previously appeared rosy from practicing the Pure Yang Technique, immediately returned to its pale color.

Unknowingly, he entered the underworld space again.

Looking at the [Book of Life and Death] in front of him, Zheng Que waited quietly.

A moment later, the black energy between his eyebrows was completely absorbed by the Book of Life and Death. The surrounding scene remained calm. A thick, sinister energy surged from the Book of Life and Death, like a winding black cloud, and once again condensed into an imperial decree. The decree transformed into a mysterious light and sank into Zheng Que's brow.

Zheng Que suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head, but he did not faint this time. It seemed that he had become accustomed to the impact of the imperial decree.

Returning to reality, he glanced around. Everything in the underground secret room was normal. In the darkness, Qingli was hanging on the door frame, swaying, while Ku Lan was kneeling beside him very quietly, holding the black silk umbrella.

There are about three quarters of the spirit stones left in my hand.

This spiritual stone was enough for him to cultivate three more times. Its effect in increasing spiritual power was not as great as that of the roots of the great medicinal plant, but it was far more efficient than normal spiritual energy absorption for cultivation...

It was dark underground all day long, but at this moment the yin energy in the room was much thinner.

It's already daytime.

Thinking of this, Zheng Que immediately stood up and walked to the center of the secret room. He put the bronze tripod into the largest storage bag. After that, he walked around, asking Ku Lan from time to time, and searched every corner of the secret room. After making sure that nothing valuable was missed, he said to the two ghost servants, "Let's go!"

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In the corner.

The sky is bright, illuminating the earth.

A long wind swept through the ruins, raising dust and fallen leaves, and dead silence filled the air.

Zheng Que, Qingli, and Ku Lan had just walked out of the secret room of the mayor's house. Qingli seemed to have sensed something and immediately said, "Human child, there are many ghosts approaching this side from the northeast."

"Leave quickly!"

Hearing this, Zheng Que did not hesitate and immediately walked away quickly in the opposite direction.

Qingli and Kulan quickly followed.

Silence returned to the ruins.

A moment later, the sound of gongs and drums suddenly came from the distance.

"Woo-wa-wa... Woo-wa-wa..." Amidst the festive noise, a team dressed in red and green, playing music, appeared on the ruins without any warning. At the front of the team was a pair of servants who had just had their heads cut. They were wearing brocade clothes and holding red lanterns. The big "囍" character on the lanterns was extremely conspicuous even in the daytime.

The servant's face was pale, with thick rouge on it. The corners of his mouth were raised high, and his smile seemed to be nailed to the ground, his joy frozen.

Behind the lantern boy were seven or eight servants holding fans and carrying shoulder poles. All of them had smiling faces, and wore red flowers and ornaments. The baskets at both ends of the shoulder poles were covered with red cloth. They walked in unison, and when they swayed, the baskets were filled with gold and jade, showing how heavy the dressing box was.

Behind them came eight sedan chair bearers, carrying a red sedan chair decorated with flowers. The red sedan was carved with dragons and phoenixes, and layered with patterns of melons and melons. There was a lantern hanging from each corner, decorated with foot-long tassels, which was intricate and gorgeous.

On both sides of the red sedan followed several maids in pink clothes, all with double buns, their cheeks full of joy and their eyes cold.

At the very end was a group of trumpeters, playing joyful music with all their might.

The team had a clear goal and headed straight for the entrance to the underground secret room in the mayor's house.

The music suddenly rose in pitch, and the red sedan slowly descended here.

(End of this chapter)