""Shangqing Heart Sutra"?" Cui You thought in his mind, "It's such a familiar name, why is it so familiar? What kind of technique is it?"

Just when Cui You was struggling to know who was speaking, a figure appeared in his mind.

A senior figure wearing a Taoist robe, whose appearance could not be seen clearly, appeared in his mind.

"Listen carefully, the following is the mental formula of the "Shangqing Heart Sutra". Write it down and then slowly comprehend it."

What follows are the words of the Taoist elder who imparted the inner mantra.

"Ah~~" Cui You exclaimed, being awakened from his trance.

"Xiaoyou, what's wrong with you?" Uncle Huang's voice sounded.

Cui You gasped for breath, cold sweat broke out on his forehead. The scene just now made it difficult for him to calm down.

It was like a dream, but Cui You knew that these were his previous memories and that he had recovered some memories.

This should be the situation when the skills were taught at that time, but I still can't remember who the senior Taoist priest was.

"Uncle Huang, I know, I know, I have actually practiced a technique similar to the "Wu Chen Sutra" before." Cui You said with excitement.

"What did you say?" Cui You's words surprised Uncle Huang, "Has your memory recovered? Do you remember the past?"

"No, it should be said that I have recovered a bit and remembered this exercise called "Shangqing Heart Sutra"." Cui You said.

Uncle Huang felt a little disappointed.

He thought Cui You had recovered his memory just now.

But he quickly adjusted his mood.

If Cui You can remember some things from the past, that's a good start.

I believe I will be able to remember more in the future until I fully recover.

Not urgent.

"It should be more amazing than the Wuchen Sutra, right?" Uncle Huang said.

"Indeed." Cui You nodded and said, "Although I am still a little confused now, I can be sure that the magic of the "Shangqing Heart Sutra" is definitely far more magical than the "Wuxian Sutra". And I also practiced it back then,

Now my memory has been restored, and all the insights I had back then have returned. The mystery of the "Shangqing Heart Sutra" cannot be compared to the "Wuxian Sutra."

"That's good." Uncle Huang breathed a sigh of relief and said, "To be honest, your Demonic Dragon Demonic Power's sudden and continuous breakthroughs are a good thing, but there are also big hidden dangers. That is some of the sequelae caused by the characteristics of the magic power.

Originally, it was difficult for the "Wu Chen Sutra" to resolve these sequelae, but now it is better. With the "Shangqing Heart Sutra", I believe that even if it cannot completely resolve these sequelae, it can be better alleviated."

Uncle Huang hopes that Cui You can practice the magic dragon magic skill so that he can become stronger.

But the characteristics of magic power are destined to bring great risks as the skill increases.

"Yes, this way I can free my hands and feet to practice the magic dragon magic skill." Cui You said with a smile.

With the "Shangqing Heart Sutra", Cui You believes that with his current level of magic dragon magic power, he does not have to worry about risks such as backlash of magic power and going crazy.

If there is really such a danger, it must be when the magic power is about to reach its peak.

"By the way, Uncle Huang, the person who taught me the "Shangqing Heart Sutra" should be a Taoist priest. My memory is still very vague. I don't know who he is. Is he my master?" Cui You asked again.

"I don't know much about this either," Uncle Huang said.

Hearing this, Cui You sighed secretly and felt a little disappointed. Uncle Huang obviously didn't remember it either.

"I will definitely be able to think of it later. Now is not the time to think about these things. Take the time." Uncle Huang said and continued to focus on tempering the magic dragon blade.

After all, this would not be successful in a short time, but he believed that one month would be enough.

Cui You also nodded, immediately calmed down and put aside distracting thoughts.

…

‘Huh~~’ The long sword in his right hand was inserted heavily into the soil, supporting his body. Cui Mingbai covered his chest with his left hand, and saw that his chest was cut with a long gash, and the bones were clearly visible.

Although the acupoints have been tapped and some gold sore medicine has been applied, the blood still cannot be completely stopped and continues to seep out.

"Boy, where else are you trying to escape?" An old man in his sixties chased after him.

Cui Mingbai immediately drew his sword.

"I advise you to give up." The old man looked at Cui Mingbai who was swaying and was a little unsteady and said with disdain, "Cui Mingbai, speaking of which, I also saved your life. You can join the Spirit Snake Sect, and

You have received a lot of care, how can you do this without me?"

"Yes, everything you said is correct." Cui Mingbai took a deep breath and said.

"Then, shouldn't you hand over the skills?" The old man stared at Cui Mingbai and said, "Don't worry, as long as you hand over the skills, I can let you go."

Hearing this, Cui Mingbai couldn't help laughing: "Old man, who did you fool with this? Do you think I am a three-year-old child? Give you the skills? Can I still live? What kind of person are you?

, don’t I know yet?”

The old man's face was gloomy and he said: "Since you know, you should know more about my methods. If you don't hand over your skills, I will ask you to live or die."

"Want the exercises?" Cui Mingbai paused and said, "Don't even think about it."

The old man had murderous intent in his eyes, but he still tried his best to suppress it.

"Cui Mingbai, I looked down on you in the past." The old man said, "Who would have thought that Tong Fu's magic dragon magic skill would fall into your hands. If I hadn't accidentally discovered your practice, in a few years, I would have

Now that I know it, I'm afraid I won't be your match anymore. Tell me, how can you hand over the technique to me?"

"Negotiate terms?" Cui Mingbai asked, staring at the other party.

"That's right, there's nothing we can't discuss, as long as the price is right."

"That's true." Cui Mingbai grinned and said, "If you want to talk, then I will make peace. As long as you retreat thirty miles, I will consider keeping the skills."

"Still want to play tricks?"

"I can't believe you in front of me."

"What do you want?"

"Only when I feel safe will I give you the exercises."

"You're safe, who can I ask for the exercises from?"

"So I asked you to retreat thirty miles so that I can keep my skills here and save my life." Cui Mingbai said.

"If you retreat thirty miles, I'm afraid your kid has escaped long ago. Can you still leave behind your skills?"

"If you don't believe it, then there is nothing you can do." Cui Mingbai pointed his sword at the old man and said, "Then come on, at worst, you will die, and you will never get the magic dragon magic power."

Cui Mingbai felt very regretful. At first, he was very cautious and practiced the magic dragon magic skill secretly.

But after some success, he became careless.

This old guy actually discovered it.

He was the elder of the Spirit Snake Sect who saved him back then, and he indeed received his protection in the Spirit Snake Sect.

But this does not mean that he will hand over the magic dragon magic power to the other party.

As a member of the devil's path, Cui Mingbai is not willing to do anything to repay his kindness.

If you want your own magic dragon power, how is that possible?

It's a pity that his current skill is not a match for the opponent.
Chapter completed!