Chapter eighty-fifth, ruthless people let me go
The rising sun rises, and the soft sun shines on the earth. At this moment, Li Mu is quietly observing the clouds in the sky, searching for the laws of nature.
As a cautious person, Li Mu naturally would not practice secrets. Even the supreme skills of the Huashan School were not relaxed.
It’s not that I’m worried about the secret book. Anyway, the secret book has been changed beyond recognition after re-deduction after the soft Huashan School’s various internal skills.
The reason why it is called Zixia Divine Art is that the modified technique is different from other internal skills and mental methods, and requires the collection of the sunlight of heaven and earth to practice.
I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but Li Mu always feels that it’s the same ray of light, and there are subtle differences.
For example: the vitality in the morning glow is stronger; the sunset has a hint of dusk; the glow after the rain contains the renewed artistic conception of all things.
If his guess is correct, then all the leaders of the Huashan Sect will go astray, including the founder of Zixia Divine Art.
The messy glows are absorbed into the body, and there is no way to see anything in a short period of time. When you reach a certain level of cultivation, you will have to pay the price.
It seems that considering this issue is a bit redundant now, and in this era of innate extinction, it is impossible to touch that level.
Even with the mixed rays of sunlight, the internal strength of Zixia's magical skills is purer than that of 99% of the martial arts in the martial arts world. Not only is the explosive power stronger, but the ability to heal injuries is not weak.
Just look at Ning Qingyu and you will know that there are problems with the internal organs. If it were put on ordinary warriors, they would have received a boxed lunch.
If Li Mu was not mistaken, Ning Qingyu could persist until now because he absorbed the vitality in the morning glow.
But this energy is too weak, so weak that it is not noticed at all. If it is absorbed for a long time, it can prolong life.
As for the sunset, it may be negative energy for warriors who have insufficient cultivation. If you want to integrate the power of life and death, it is obviously not something that a warrior who has not entered innately should consider.
However, it is not completely unhealthy. The power of dusk in the sunset, or the power of death, has a considerable lethality.
Otherwise, why would Ning Qingyu have the confidence to be the master of Yin Death?
As the head of the Huashan Sect, there is not much to practice in the morning, and you have to deal with affairs in the sect during the day, and you have less time to practice in the afternoon. After the positive and negative offset, you still tend to maintain your health.
Both Ning Qingyu and Yue Buqun are much younger than their peers, and Zixia's magical skills are obviously indelible.
No matter how speculation is, Li Mu dared not draw a conclusion for a while. Now he only feels that he only regrets that he only regrets the fact that he has used the book.
It seems that reading a lot is not enough. This knowledge is probably a blind spot. Otherwise, the Huashan School has been passed down for so many generations, and no one will find it.
Apart from personal verification, Li Mu had no other way.
Fortunately, there is no risk in this experiment. I specifically absorb the morning glow. Even if I make a mistake in the judgment, I will at most be a little slower in my practice.
Verification is also a future thing. The war is imminent, and he needs to maintain his peak combat effectiveness. At this time, he must not make any trouble.
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Luoyang Prefecture
The Zhengdao coalition stopped in Tongguan, and the local snakes in the Luoyang martial arts world became tragedy. The people in the Demon Sect who were responsible for monitoring the Zhengdao coalition also started side jobs in their spare time.
Relying on his progress in fighting, Ren Woxing has begun to rise to the top and become the youngest master of the Sun and Moon God Sect.
In order to compete for the empty position of elders, Ren Woxing took on the important task of monitoring the Guanzhong Zhengdao coalition.
"Have you made a choice between brother Xiang, brother Liu, and other martial arts forces in Luoyang?"
Cannon fodder is indispensable in the battle between good and evil. Even the Sun and Moon Sect must shake people as much as possible. As the best cannon fodder, local snakes are naturally the focus of the battle between good and evil.
However, the Luoyang martial arts world is not very lucky and has always been following Shaolin. Two years ago, he blocked the Huashan Sect's path with the boss.
Although it was revealed later and everyone has been walking around Guanzhong a lot in the past two years, this can only ensure that the Huashan Sect does not seek their bad luck.
Now that the war has broken out, the Shaolin boss has no time to take care of himself and calls on his younger brothers to gather in Shaoshishan to fight against the Demon Sect.
The younger brothers from the direct line have all gone, and the sidelines are worried that they will become cannon fodder, so they just sent someone to deal with it.
Unfortunately, I escaped from the first day of the lunar month and could not escape from the fifteenth day of the year, so what should come is still coming. The Demon Sect came to me after all, but the righteous coalition forces, who had high hopes, were watching the fun in the pass.
The Huashan Sect obviously was unwilling to provide them with protection. Otherwise, even if they were watching the fun, they could watch it in Luoyang. Why should they stay in Guanzhong?
Xiang Wentian replied cheerfully: "Report to the master of the hall, only the newly rising Luoyang Gang, the Iron Gun Club, the Qingzhu Gang and several small families are willing to join us.
The remaining old forces such as the Long Spear Club, Golden Knife Sect, and Kuaihuo Sect all hid in Funiu Mountain."
It is the norm in this world that you can win or fight, but you can't win or hide. If you know that your own strength is not good, you still have to stay and fight to the death, then your mind is really getting into trouble.
No matter how great the benefits are, they are not as great as your own life. Only by living can you have hope, but if you die, you will have nothing.
If you can survive between the two bigwigs of Shaolin and Huashan, the martial arts forces in Luoyang are obviously not iron-clad.
"Organize people to search the mountains and tell the new gangs that it's time for them to perform now.
Let them send a message to the martial arts forces entering the mountains first. Shaolin has no time to take care of himself. Now those who follow me will prosper, and those who go against me will perish."
Ren Woxing said fiercely.
If you want to achieve results, it is not enough not to work hard. It is not possible to directly fight with the Demon Elimination Alliance, which is not something that his side masters can do, so you can only squeeze a soft persimmon.
Xiang Wentian said hesitantly: "There is no problem in searching mountains. It's just that the master of the hall, the guys from Luoyang Wulin are all fence-bearers, and they are best at getting along with each other. If they jump to the portal, the Huashan Sect is likely to intervene."
Ren Woxing frowned. Five years ago, he obtained a broken magical skill from a ruin. After five years of repair, he had just completed the prototype. Now he is in need of someone to practice.
As a rising star of the Sun and Moon Sect, Ren Woxing is not as arrogant as in the original work. He absorbs people's internal strength quietly, for fear of leaking the news and causing a disaster.
The battle between good and evil is his best chance. No matter how many people die, no one will pursue it at this time.
"Don't worry, the Huashan Sect is now in charge of a furry child. No matter how powerful it is, it's enough for him to meet a bunch of old foxes.
Send a reliable brother to send a message to Huashan, and we only leave the land, shops and real estate of these local snakes in Luoyang.
Tell them that dozens of martial arts forces of all sizes in Luoyang Prefecture have less than 5,000 hectares of land alone.
As long as the Zhengdao coalition forces do not leave the customs within half a month, these are all from the Huashan faction, and the God Church will deal with all the troubles for them."
Liu Chenglong, who was standing beside him exclaimed: "Master, give them so many things. If the church pursues them, wouldn't it be..."
Ren Woxing interrupted and said, "There is nothing cheap, not cheap, we can't take away the land and real estate. Luoyang is sandwiched between Shaolin and Huashan, and the Divine Cult can't occupy it for a long time.
These industries end up either falling into the hands of Shaolin or Huashan.
Now we are nothing more than a favor that can help the Divine Cult to besiege Shaolin for half a month, and we have made a lot of money.
What's more, even if we don't give it to them, they can take it by themselves. It's amazing that the corrupt officials of the court will come in and get a share of the pie.
The next big battle still needs to be fought. It will be beneficial to our brothers in advance.
When you ask your brothers to do something, keep the real estate and land deeds as much as possible. Remember to mix Shaolin's industries and let them quarrel slowly afterwards!"
"Master, isn't the Divine Cult going to destroy Shaolin this time? Why are there still..."
Before Liu Chenglong finished speaking, Ren Woxing sneered: "If Shaolin Temple is so easily destroyed, why has it been through thousands of years of storms?
This time I just caught them off guard. When they react, you will know what the world's number one sect is.
If the Divine Cult can conquer Songshan, there will be some chance of winning this battle. Otherwise, it will be the right way to counterattack next."
Chapter completed!