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"What is Ping An practicing?"

Gu Ming looked at the figure on the rooftop with a puzzled expression.

Li Mengshan said, "It seems that the Lu family gifted us a martial arts technique."

"Just sitting still is enough?"

Gu Ming was greatly surprised: "How long has it been?"

"It's been almost an hour." Li Mengshan shrugged; he wasn't sure either.

"Okay, I'm going to rest now."

Gu Ming shook his head, not understanding, but it seemed quite unusual.

Silence quickly descended under the roof.

Gu Ming and Li Mengshan both went back inside.

Before long, Han Pingan slowly opened his eyes, looked at the crescent moon in the sky that was gradually being covered by clouds, and couldn't help but sigh.

His legs were almost numb from sitting so long.

There are no problems with breathing.

The yin energy emanating from his body surged and circulated without ever stopping for a moment.

But all the feelings of being attracted by moonlight seemed to be fake.

"It's really difficult."

Han Ping'an was well aware of his situation.

  

While his talent in most martial arts might not be considered exceptional, the foundation he built with a powerful Yin energy due to the change in his physique is quite solid.

Furthermore, with the completion of the Black Flame Mountain in the Nether Sea, even if it's not the most powerful in terms of Yin energy, it's definitely not bad either.

But a whole hour passed without any results.

It really made him feel a bit defeated.

"Never mind, let's take it slow."

"It might also be related to the fact that the moon is too small tonight."

Han Ping'an comforted him in this way, not discouraged. He knew from the moment he saw this martial art that it was not something that could be mastered in a short time.

Unless one can obtain some treasures containing moonlight or yin energy to trigger the Life Cauldron, the chances of this happening are at least in the short term not as good as trying hard on one's own.

In addition, this hour was not entirely fruitless.

At least the Yin energy and the Dark Flame of the Nether Sea within his body have been condensed to a certain extent.

Swish!

Han Pingan landed in a flash and went inside to rest.

……

【Life Cauldron】

[Master of the Cauldron: Han Ping'an]

Lifespan: 84

"This ginseng is really potent."

Han Ping'an couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

As soon as the voice fell, the numbers on the display board suddenly jumped from eighty-four to eighty-five.

It made him grin on the spot.

With the White Mist Ginseng and the Refining Essence and Transforming Qi Pill, his strength increased significantly, and his accumulated essence and qi increased several times over compared to before, without exaggeration.

Originally forty-six years, in less than three days, it became eighty-five.

His lifespan increased by thirty-nine years.

It can be described as luxurious.

In their previous life, they would have been able to collect a pension.

"It still has to be these good things."

"Improving one's cultivation is one aspect, but even if these great medicines don't significantly enhance one's strength, they will still extend one's lifespan."

He had just finished refining and absorbing that Refining Essence into Qi Pill a few hours ago. To refine essence into qi, one's essence must be strong enough to support the refinement of enough qi in order to break through the qi barrier.

Time is short; in a day or two, this lifespan can probably be extended by a few more years.

The twenty bloodwing beetles are also gradually improving, especially those that have eaten and drunk their fill outside the city.

Given another suitable opportunity, they will gradually reach the stage of transforming into six-winged blood shadow silkworms.

That will consume a huge amount of lifespan.

But Han Ping'an would never be stingy with this.

Even if you only have one year left to live, you can still live for that year.

But if you die in an accident, you're gone on the spot.

"Twenty of them, one hundred and sixty years, damn it."

"We still need to develop more things that can prolong life."

"The Lu family..."

The number 160 years spurred Han Ping'an on. He figured that only the Lu family could obtain such a valuable item.

Oh shit.

This is like they're going to squeeze every last drop out of the Lu family.

However, they felt no guilt whatsoever when it came to taking advantage of the big spenders.

Han Ping'an frowned in thought. He wanted to take advantage of the Lu family, but he didn't have the opportunity right now.

Visiting the Lu family as guests?

What are you talking about?

"Never mind, let's ask Uncle Ping An first."

Han Ping'an walked out of the room.

In the past two days, there has been no progress in the Nine Yin Jade Bone Claw technique.

But he didn't give up.

I never miss a moonlit night.

"Ming-ge?"

"Uncle Li?"

"Nobody's here."

Han Ping'an slapped his forehead suddenly, realizing he'd gone stupid from all that cultivation.

Previously, when refining the Refining Essence and Transforming Qi Pill, Gu Ming and Li Mengshan were called away by Old Gu, apparently to clean up some things left behind at the black market stall.

Han Ping'an shook his head slightly, took out the Nine Yin Jade Bone Claw manual, and began practicing the claw techniques within.

Although there has been no progress in the Moonlit Mystic Yin technique, the claw techniques can be mastered first.

He possesses the Blood Jade Bone-Corroding Claw. Even if he cannot master the Moon Essence Profound Yin technique, understanding the mysteries of these moves will significantly improve his strength.

Swish! !

Wow!!

The wind howled through the courtyard, like sharp blades slicing through the air, leaving dense and intertwined afterimages.

Before we knew it, it was already dark.

There is no moon tonight.

"Brother Han."

"Brother Han, help me!"

A sharp, terrified scream suddenly came from the street outside the shop.

The shops on Zhengqi Street that were still open were all alerted.

Puma Coffin Shop.

Old Biao slowly walked to the door and stared at a small figure staggering and running frantically not far from the grocery store.

"what?"

"This girl actually has a demonic aura about her."

Lao Biao was taken aback.

But the girl herself seemed to have absolutely no connection with demons.

For a moment, he couldn't tell whether the girl was human or a demon.

Two more people were chasing after them.

Old Biao suddenly glanced at the dark corner, his brows furrowing slightly.

Bang!

As the door of the general store swung open, a figure rushed out. A glint of light flashed in Lao Biao's eyes. He moved slightly and silently disappeared into the shadows, unnoticed by outsiders. The entire coffin shop was quiet and dark.

"It really was her."

Where is Uncle Sun?

Han Pingan recognized the scream as it was familiar.

"Brother Han, please save my grandfather." The girl's face was pale, and her one exposed eye was filled with worry and fear.

Where is he?

"The street in front and behind."

The girl raised her hand and pointed.

Swish!

Han Ping'an vanished from the spot in the blink of an eye.

The two men chasing from behind turned pale with anger.

Before he could even scream, he let out a muffled groan, his neck lolled to the side, and he collapsed in spasms, his life swiftly fading away.

Han Pingan scooped the girl up, not even glancing at the two of them, and ran towards the street corner.

"Brother Han, there's something else in the shadows, something else is watching us."

The girl, who was being held in his arms, suddenly whispered in a trembling voice.

shadow?

Something is spying on us?

"What is it?"

Han Ping'an whispered, having already heard the commotion behind the street.

But this is clearly not the "thing" the girl was referring to.

"I...I don't know."

The girl shook her head, a hint of panic in her eyes: "Not human."

not human?

Han Ping'an paused, looking down at the girl in surprise.

A scream suddenly rang out.

The girl's pretty face changed drastically.

"grandfather."

Swish!

Han Ping'an suddenly accelerated, leaped over the wall, and arrived at the back of the street.

Just then, I saw a familiar figure fall to the ground in a disheveled state.

It was the elderly man surnamed Sun.

Not far in front of him was a fierce-looking middle-aged man with a face full of scars, his body entangled in blood and evil energy, exuding the aura of someone at the entry level.

To Han Ping'an's surprise, the old man surnamed Sun was able to entangle with this person for a long time using his Bone Refining level strength.

"Who is it?"

The burly man looked up and saw a young man and a little girl. His face immediately turned sinister: "Tsk tsk, bringing a little brat who hasn't even grown up yet, and you still dare to come back."

"Little girl, I'm going to take that eye of yours."