Devouring Evil Martial Arts, Eliminating Demons from All Heavens

Chapter 318 Original Training Method
As soon as Song Changle fainted, a faint chill emanated from his body.

A thin layer of frost appeared on the ground, but it only spread out for two or three meters before receding back inwards layer by layer.

It was clear that Chu Tianshu had severely injured this person, making it difficult for him to circulate his internal energy.

However, it seems that there is still an automatic interaction between the vital energy inside his body and the vital energy outside his body.

It's like an instinct, like breathing, only its efficiency is reduced due to the severity of the injury and the coma, but it hasn't been completely cut off.

"Forbidden..."

Chu Tianshu's eyes flickered.

Lin Chucheng had patiently and meticulously described to Chu Tianshu all his experiences of breaking taboos.

Some experiences are truly indescribable. He racked his brains, giving various examples, and even used his mental power to create an illusion that enveloped Chu Tianshu, hoping to give Chu Tianshu a more immersive feeling in the illusion.

However, a person who had already entered the forbidden realm fell into a state of severe injury and death.

This is an area of ​​experience that Lin Chucheng also lacks.

When the river is deep, you can't see the algae on the bottom, but when the water is shallow, you can easily perceive some more essential things.

"Is there a give and take, a return?"

Chu Tianshu's current fatigue is mainly due to mental stress.

As the last group of flying assassins fell, he took advantage of their synchronized movements and approaching altitudes to unleash a torrent of sword intent.

This sword intent swept across all of their bodies.

It was during this outburst that he brought his skill to its peak, then gathered and compressed it, unleashing a decisive move against Song Changle.

The principle of releasing and then retracting, and then releasing again, is actually a technique that any martial arts beginner can understand.

After extending your arm, retract it and strike again, just like completing a warm-up, so that the power can reach its peak.

But what's the reason?

If someone is truly a beginner in martial arts, relying solely on their physical abilities to fight, then the principle behind this warm-up is likely some kind of chemical reaction within the body.

However, those who have mastered internal energy cultivation and cultivated profound mental power can sometimes retain their fighting ability even after leaving their physical body.

Such a person's cultivation level can also be enhanced through "warm-up" techniques, making their power exceed the normal level.

Where did this extra force come from?

Then it can only be drawn from the outside.

The actions of any living organism will inevitably interfere with the external environment. The reaction force of this interference may be harmful or beneficial to the organism itself.

Those who have mastered internal strength are far more powerful than ordinary people, and their ability to interfere with others is naturally much greater.

Such a person, in a combat state, is actually already absorbing the "essence of heaven and earth".

They just don't realize it yet, they can't control it, and their breathing is not large enough.

Therefore, there is actually a very simple way to break the taboo.

After developing sufficient internal strength, one exerts all one's power to unleash it, then urgently retracts it, repeatedly experimenting with this extreme cycle of release and withdrawal.

In this process of studying, grasp the characteristics of the subtle forces flowing into the body, and then get close to their frequency to amplify the effect of control.

However, such repeated extreme exertion in a short period of time may be unbearable for those with weaker physical or mental constitutions.

Therefore, those cultivation methods that focus on a single path have had to abandon this simple yet overly crude method and develop more refined and complex breakthrough techniques.

Chu Tianshu's "Heavenly Divine Skill" is essentially just an internal energy cultivation method, and the methods for breaking through barriers recorded in it are naturally extremely complex and exquisite.

Using that method will double the complexity of the internal and external situations, making it difficult to grasp the opportunities within.

However, Chu Tianshu had mastered multiple optimized cultivation techniques, making his essence, energy, and spirit extremely powerful. He could completely combine divine skills and secret techniques with brutal breakthrough methods.

The first half uses secret techniques to bring forth the opportunity for a breakthrough, while the second half uses brutal methods to amplify that opportunity.

"Heh! Hehe, hahahaha!!"

Chu Tianshu stared at the unconscious man on the ground and burst into laughter.

Although he had many thoughts running through his mind, to outsiders, only a few seconds had passed.

He stared at the badly injured Song Changle for a few seconds, his expression changing repeatedly, before suddenly bursting into laughter.

It looks a bit eerie no matter how you look at it.

Yan Nian looked worried: "Brother Tian Shu, you were able to kill so many people with just your sword intent. Is there anything wrong with your mental state?"

"No, no, it has nothing to do with that. I was just thinking about happy things."

Chu Tianshu waved his hand, his smile still unstoppable.

He had figured out a more reliable method for breaking through, but he wasn't prepared to try it immediately; he wanted to wait until he was in a more relaxed state. Yu Nanfeng asked, "By the way, where's Wan Zhuo?"

Yan Nian turned around and pointed: "He's over there."

Yu Wanzhuo and Xia Ningning were currently hiding inside Chu Tianshu's tent.

As soon as Chu Tianshu and his companions lifted the curtain and entered, they saw that the tent was covered with sheets of paper the size of exam papers.

Instead of exam questions, the paper was filled with rough, varied lines that formed cliffs, leaves, weeds, grave mounds, and a hand holding a knife...

These are all paintings that Chu Tianshu drew recently after practicing his swordsmanship by drinking blood.

When Feng Jianhua depicted his life experiences on canvases, he poured a great deal of emotion and effort into them, which gave those canvases a kind of luminous murderous aura.

The paintings that Chu Tianshu has recently attempted also share a similar aesthetic.

But these paintings don't evoke a sense of bright, murderous intent; rather, they convey pure danger.

By pasting these paintings all over the tent, the tent subconsciously becomes, in the minds of outsiders, like a powder keg that could explode at any moment.

For example, those flying soldiers just now, when they fired their guns, would subconsciously avoid firing at this tent.

Of course, this is only a covert deterrent. If the tent insists on blocking their way, or if they discover that a target they have been targeting has infiltrated the tent, then the threat will be mitigated.

That kind of implicit deterrence is not enough to make them give up directly.

Fortunately, when Yu Wanzhu brought Xia Ningning in, his movements were quiet and his presence was discreet.

In addition, each side on the battlefield had its own focus, and no one paid any attention to them.

Xia Ningning was sitting cross-legged inside. She had no obvious external injuries, but her face was pale and her lips were cracked.

She used physiognomy to create a magical corpse, which had advantages that ordinary corpse-making methods could not match. However, halfway through the process, the wolf-headed swordsman suddenly snatched it away, causing her to suffer a backlash on the spot.

Otherwise, with her cultivation level, even if she couldn't intervene in the forbidden war, helping to deal with some of the flying soldiers would be a piece of cake.

"Victory?"

Yu Wanzhuo glanced at the corpses standing outside like crows, then saw his mother holding Song Changle by the back of the neck, and was both surprised and delighted.

"Perfect timing, Sister Ningning is using magic to sense the location of the corpse."

Knowing that she was powerless to intervene in today's battle, Xia Ningning made a decisive decision to complete the corpse-finding spell.

That way, even if she died halfway through.

Others can also use the finished product of magic to track down the corpse, and even catch up with the wolf-headed swordsman and Zhang Tao.

At this moment, the canvas covering the tent floor was covered with red warp and weft lines.

The thin lines looked as if they were drawn with a red ballpoint pen, and there was a faint smell of blood.

Yu Nanfeng, being learned and knowledgeable, said, "This represents the current extent of the entire Jinling territory."

On the canvas ground, two things were moving, one of which looked like a cicada, but was entirely white.

The other was a paper figure the size of a palm, with a round head and pointed limbs, roughly cut out.

The paper figure's facial features were roughly drawn with a red pen, and there was a talisman on its chest and back.

At this moment, the paper figure's two little legs were taking quick steps, causing its whole body to sway.

However, it doesn't go in a straight line. It suddenly turns while walking, and even reverses back to the original position before turning left again.

Suddenly, the paper figure shuddered, fell to the ground on all fours, its head bobbing up and down, emitting a faint humming sound.

Chu Tianshu looked suspicious: "Why does it sound like a pig squealing?"

Xia Ningning stared at the paper figure, her brows furrowed.

The paper figure suddenly tore in two, and the left half hopped forward.

The right half of its body is stretched out, swimming close to the ground, like a fish.

Xia Ningning said, "That wolf head is so cunning! It messed up my spell and prevented me from tracking him!"

Chu Tianshu pondered for a moment: "That Dharma Corpse used Zhang Tao's blood and borrowed his destiny, so could Zhang Tao also sense the location?"

Xia Ningning nodded.

"Then it's probably not to prevent you from tracking him, but to prevent Zhang Tao from doing so."

Chu Tianshu said, "He had already distanced himself from Zhang Tao, but was still easily caught up. So after creating distance again, he tried to disrupt the pursuit."

Yu Nanfeng looked puzzled and said, "I think that wolf-headed swordsman is about the same strength as Zhang Tao, and he also has the burden of the magic corpse. How come he can easily keep his distance from Zhang Tao time and time again?"

As they were talking, tiny golden characters began to appear on the back of the white cicada.

(End of this chapter)