Mortal Cultivation to Immortality: I Have 108,000 Techniques

Zhang Yi gently made a hand seal.

Suddenly, a layer of icy mist-like radiance appeared and enveloped his entire body.

This is a defensive divine power.

Once you've cultivated the "Broken Moon Sword Technique" to a certain level and your magical power is deep enough, you'll naturally be able to comprehend it.

but.

The name of this supernatural power is not recorded in the "Broken Moon Sword Manual".

The Moon Blade technique that Zhang Yi had previously mastered was also something he came up with himself.

He raised his hands, looked at the semi-transparent gauze robe he was wearing, and then, a thought crossed his mind, he muttered to himself, "Let's call this supernatural power 'Moonlight Robe'."

He now possesses two supernatural abilities, one for offense and one for defense.

Even cultivators in the Qi Refining stage are still mortals in their physical bodies.

Although Doctor Mo is a mortal, he is very resourceful.

Just like the Corpse Worm Pill, it can leave many cultivators helpless.

Yu Zitong also knows many secret techniques.

Before today.

Zhang Yi has no means of protection and must be careful to avoid being ambushed.

Now that he possesses defensive supernatural powers, he has nothing to fear!

Also.

Zhang Yi has another plan.

That was to capture Yu Zitong's primordial spirit alive and interrogate him to extract some secret techniques and methods.

At this time.

Han Li's voice came from behind a boulder in the corner of the valley.

"Senior Brother Zhang! Something terrible has happened!"

Han Li hurriedly crawled out of the crevice, shouting, "Zhang Tie has been captured by Doctor Mo!"

"Oh?"

Zhang Yi released the incantation, stood up, and said, "Then let's go."

"Senior Brother Zhang, is that you?"

Han Li was taken aback. He only had the second level of Qi Refining cultivation and no divine sense, so he could not detect Zhang Yi's cultivation level.

However, he could vaguely sense that the magical pressure Zhang Yi was exerting on him was heavier than ever before!

The situation is urgent.

"In the past few days, Zhang Tiexiu has mastered the third level of the Elephant Armor Technique, and I have been keeping a close eye on Doctor Mo ever since..."

Han Li had no time to think about it and hurriedly explained what had happened before leading the way.

Northwest corner of Caixia Mountain.

There is an incredibly lush pine forest.

This place is called Wild Boar Forest, where large, ferocious beasts often roam, making it extremely dangerous.

Even the disciples in the kitchen who were responsible for chopping wood wouldn't go near this place.

Deep in the dense forest, in a clearing.

There was a tall, raised mound of earth.

Dr. Mo was standing in front of the grave, fiddling with a large vat filled with medicinal liquid.

By the moonlight, one could see a hole at the bottom of the grave, and a person was lying in the hole, with only their head showing.

"Yu Zitong, is your secret technique really correct?"

Doctor Mo suddenly stopped what he was doing and asked this question.

Under the moonlight.

A strange male voice rang out eerily, "Of course that's right. You're quite adept at using the 'Mind-Stabilizing Talisman' I gave you, aren't you?"

Otherwise, you'll have to put in quite a bit of effort to subdue this tough-skinned kid.

"snort!"

Doctor Mo snorted coldly in dissatisfaction, "In order to support Han Li's cultivation of the Everlasting Spring Technique, I have already spent most of my savings of several decades."

I don't have many medicinal herbs left, so I absolutely cannot waste them.

Yu Zitong didn't take it to heart, "If you're going to do great things, why should you care about these external things?"

Or, as I said, go and find someone in my family. Not only can you use medicinal herbs that are decades or even centuries old, but you can also use thousand-year-old elixirs!

As he finished speaking, Yu Zitong's voice involuntarily rose a few decibels.

Doctor Mo sneered, "Do you think I'm a three-year-old child?"

To hell with your family? Don't even dream about it!

As they were talking.

Dr. Mo finally prepared the medicine.

He looked at it carefully for a moment, nodded in satisfaction, and chuckled, "Good disciple, who told you to practice the Elephant Armor Technique so diligently?"

"By forging you into an iron corpse, you can at least stay by your master's side and fulfill your filial duty as a disciple."

Judging from his words, the person lying in the grave is Zhang Tie!

Yu Zitong scoffed, "If you're going to refine a corpse, then refine a corpse. Why all the talk about the deep bond between master and disciple?"

This place is a rare gathering place of yin energy.

Zhang Tie's physical body is extremely strong, and his essence is incredibly abundant. With the addition of medicinal liquid for tempering, he can become an iron corpse after being buried underground for a year!

Although it's just a low-level, ordinary iron corpse, it's enough to roam freely in the martial arts world!

With mortal means, one cannot use overly sophisticated corpse-refining techniques; this is the limit.

Doctor Mo slowly lifted the large vat, about to pour the medicinal liquid into the cavity beneath the grave mound.

at this time.

A sudden change has occurred!

A flash of cold light flew over, arriving in an instant.

"hidden weapon!"

A cold glint flashed in Doctor Mo's eyes, and he uttered a low shout, "Silver Demon Hand!"

A surge of powerful true energy erupted.

Dr. Mo's withered arm suddenly swelled up, and his originally dry, yellow skin turned silvery-white.

Especially the hands, which reflected a cold luster under the moonlight, truly looked like they were made of pure silver!

This is the skill that made Doctor Mo famous and is his most prized specialty.

Without a second thought, Doctor Mo reached out and grabbed at the incoming cold light.

In his view, no matter how insidious the hidden weapon, it could not harm his hands, which were as hard as iron at this moment!

"not good!"

Yu Zitong screamed in alarm, "Get out of the way!"

Dr. Mo found it very strange.

He had never seen Yu Zitong so panicked.

But he didn't have time to change his tactics.

"laugh!"

The sharp blade sliced ​​through flesh and bone, and blood splattered!

Doctor Mo's iron palms were actually severed in one strike!

Even though he was a seasoned veteran of the martial world and ruthless, he couldn't help but let out a miserable cry.

The cold light remained powerful, slicing through Doctor Mo's temple and cutting off a strand of gray hair.

"Who?"

Doctor Mo and Yu Zitong both spoke up and asked at the same time.

Despite being horrified by the fact that both of Dr. Mo's hands were broken, he still tried to remain calm.

Yu Zitong, however, spared no effort to deplete his primordial spirit and unleash the little magic power he had left.

Seven short, silver blades, curved like crescent moons, flew out from Doctor Mo's arms.

Each bite was as thin as paper, incredibly sharp, and at the end was embedded a hideous demon head with a blue face and fangs.

A cold light flashed repeatedly.

Seven strange blades were inserted into Doctor Mo's shoulders, chest, and other parts of his body.

A strange black aura appeared on Doctor Mo's face, and he let out a low growl that sounded inhuman.

"Is this the 'Seven Ghosts Devouring Soul Technique'?"

A voice came from the dense forest.

Zhang Yi emerged from the forest, enveloped in a veil of moonlight.

He slowly said, "So it turns out to be an evil secret technique that stimulates the body's essence, forcibly absorbs yin energy, and transforms it into magical power."

"If an ordinary person uses this technique, their vital energy will be severely depleted. If used repeatedly, the evil spirit will enter their body, leading to death."

Doctor Mo's expression changed drastically, his face filled with disbelief, his voice bitter, almost a groan, "You're a cultivator!"

The mysterious aura surrounding Zhang Yi had already revealed his identity.

Yu Zitong retorted, "What are you afraid of? His cultivation isn't much higher than yours. Let's fight him!"

Dr. Mo has not yet made a move.

Zhang Yi then raised his hand and made a sweeping motion.

The moon blade condensed and flew out through the air.

Doctor Mo could only watch helplessly as the sharp blade grazed past his ear, the force of the wind stinging his cheek.

He had no time to dodge at all.

The Seven Ghosts Devouring Soul Technique originally required hand seals and incantations, followed by feeding seven ghost-headed knives with fresh blood in order to be successfully performed.

Yu Zitong had to use his magical powers to activate it so quickly.

Even so, they were completely powerless against true cultivators!

Even a powerful and ruthless man like Doctor Mo felt powerless and filled with despair.

Another series of footsteps approached.

Han Li stepped out from behind Zhang Yi, his expression grave, and asked, "Master Mo, when you took me as your disciple..."

Upon seeing Han Li, Mo Juren immediately realized what was going on.

It turns out Zhang Yi was brought here by Han Li!

Mo Juren smiled sadly and said, "I took you as my disciples because I really wanted to pass on my medical skills so that my unique knowledge would not be lost."

"I only taught you the Everlasting Spring Technique casually; it was only after I discovered you could practice it that I had other ideas."

Han Li was taken aback, then slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

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