Wuqing Taoist said: "The difficulty in breaking through the middle stage of the Golden Immortal is to open up twenty-four immortal orifices. These twenty-four immortal orifices are not comparable to the thirty-six immortal orifices in the realm of true immortals. I have a method to induce evil energy to impact the immortal orifices, which can greatly shorten your cultivation time."

Yang Feng frowned and sneered, "I'm afraid that this kind of non-spoken door will be in danger after use?"

Wuqing Taoist explained: "Who says no, otherwise why should I ask you if you dare? Listen to me and finish it. As for whether to practice, it is your own business. In fact, evil energy is the same as magic power, and it exists in your body, but it will not appear under normal circumstances. If you talk about future troubles, there will be evil energy in the immortal orifice you open up. As for the specific impact, it varies from person to person, and I can't explain it thoroughly. By the way, there is another disadvantage, that is, this method is like the magic technique, which is unwilling to be tolerated by the Heavenly Court. Once discovered, it is easy to attract a patrol envoy, which is very troublesome."

When Yang Feng heard this, he rubbed his nose and fell into deep thought.

This method sounds so evil, and the disadvantages are definitely not just what Wuqing Taoist said. As for being unwilling to be tolerated by the Heavenly Court, Yang Feng didn't care much about it.

Yang Feng has now practiced the magic refining technique, so there is no difference.

Yang Feng raised his head and asked, "How much time can it be shortened if this method is used to open up the fairy orifice?"

Wuqing Taoist looked at Yang Feng and chuckled, "This one varies from person to person. It has strong evil spirits. In other words, if there are more immortals, it will naturally be easy to open up the immortal orifices. As for those with less evil spirits, the speed will naturally be slow. However, in my opinion, you should be less thick in this way, at most it will be twice as fast as it can be. But don't underestimate this speed. Even top elixirs may not have this effect."

Yang Feng ignored Wuqing Taoist's words and asked, "Is the evil spirit strong? How to check it?"

Wuqing Taoist said: "This is easy to deal with. I will teach you a mantra, so listen carefully."

After saying this, Wuqing Taoist read a strange mantra.

According to the instructions of Wuqing Taoist, Yang Feng made a strange magic trick with his hands and began to recite the mantra.

Yang Feng gave the order and stomped on the ground with one foot, and the entire hall was cheered up.

I saw black smoke-like smoke rising from Yang Feng's head, spreading like black clouds, covering the roof of the entire hall, and was also entangled by these black smoke that was as solid as thick ink.

These black gases kept emerging from Yang Feng's body, intertwining and rolling like ink.

Yang Feng's entire aura changed, and his evil spirit soared into the sky.

Wuqing Taoist looked at Yang Feng, who was like a demon in front of him, and opened his mouth wide and couldn't get together for a long time.

If Wuqing Taoist had no entity, he might have fallen to the ground.

Wuqing Taoist murmured to himself: "This is really spectacular. How many people have this kid killed since his cultivation..."

Yang Feng didn't feel much stranger, but felt that after the black aura was revealed, he felt much more relaxed, but at the same time he felt a little indescribable anger in his heart.

Yang Feng changed his mind and suppressed his anger. He looked at Wuqing Taoist and asked, "How is my evil aura?"

"The evil spirit is as rich as you, Wuqing Taoist has seen many, but most of them are rich in blood and appearing dark red. This is very different. It is so dark that it is so pure that the child can teach, and it is really a child can teach. I think that when I come to practice my method, the disadvantages can be reduced by at least half." Wuqing Taoist praised.

When Yang Feng heard this, he didn't feel happy. As soon as he collected the magic tricks in his hand, the rolling black gas that was still coming out suddenly retracted back into his body and disappeared.

"Why are you in a hurry to take it back? You haven't been completely released..." Wuqing Taoist complained.

"Tell me your skills." Yang Feng said.

"Did you decide to use it? You have thought about it, hehe..." Wuqing Taoist asked with a smile.

Yang Feng did not answer. He did not decide to use this method immediately. He just wanted to get the technique first, and not use it for specific purposes, and then discuss it depending on the practice status.

After obtaining the evil qi technique called "Xuansha Ling Gong" from Wuqing Taoist, he sent his residual soul back to the hall of the underground palace where he was originally located.

In order to help him stabilize his soul, the soul-raising furnace was temporarily placed there.

Although I still don’t know how true or false the words said by this ruthless Taoist are, this person must know a lot about the Immortal Palace. I guess that a wisp of residual soul cannot pose any threat to him, so it’s better to stay here first.

After doing all this, Yang Feng came to another dark room of the underground palace, closed the stone door, and began to take out a set of ban magic arrays and busy setting them up.

Half an hour later, Yang Feng came to the center of the dark room again, put out a cushion, and sat down cross-legged.

He reached into his arms and took out the storage bag that Taoist Yan gave him after entering the underworld.

After opening it, a snow-white jade slip with golden patterns was taken out from it, and his spiritual sense slowly sank into it and carefully checked it.

What is recorded in this jade slip is not other things, but the fourth level of the "The True Sutra of the Face".

Compared with the second and third levels of exercises, it is a secret realm of the valley, a white bird guide, and a broken stone tablet. It is really easier to obtain the fourth level of exercises, which makes Yang Feng feel a little unreal.

However, he later figured out that the residual monument in the secret realm of the valley was mostly the first three levels of exercises obtained by the Longmen Sect Master, who deliberately placed it there to hide his eyes and ears, making people mistakenly believe that the Longmen only has these three levels of exercises.

As for the jade slip in his hand, it was the same as the first level of exercise he had obtained before, it was just a copy.

The content of the fourth "The True Sutra of the No-Photo" is more lengthy and more difficult to understand than the first three. Yang Feng plunged in and studied hard for more than a month before finally reading the entire technique.

With the first three levels of practice, he only roughly understood the cultivation mechanism of this important technique, but there are still some key points that he still couldn't understand for a while.

However, one of the special things found in it surprised him very much.

It turns out that starting from the fourth level of the Wuxian True Sutra, because the practitioner has accumulated a lot of power of the law of time in his body, he can condense the silk of time through his perception during the cultivation process.

As for how much it can be condensed, it depends on how much power the practitioner stores in the body of the law and how strong his understanding of the law of time is.

In the next two months, Yang Feng did not rush to start practicing the True Sutra of No Formation, but carefully reviewed the first three levels of exercises, connected with the fourth level of exercises, and comprehended each other.

However, this process took a lot of time and had little effect. The perception of some important points was still stagnant.

Yang Feng was not surprised by this and was fully prepared. Since he still couldn't leave, it would be better to calm down and practice first, while improving his cultivation and comprehend the martial arts again, and perhaps he would have unexpected gains.

On this day, after sitting in the dark room for half a day, he took a pill of diligent cultivation and began to practice the True Sutra of the Faceless.

A golden light surged in front of him, and the treasure wheel was spinning slowly and appeared.

Yang Feng raised his eyes and raised his eyebrows, revealing a look of surprise.

I saw a ball of time pattern lit up above the treasure wheel, flashing with a translucent light.

Yang Feng's pupils shrank slightly, and a trace of doubt flashed in his heart.

He had been busy comprehending the True Sutra of the Forefair before, but he didn't notice it at all.

It has only been four months since the Taoist patterns disappeared before and now. In theory, there should not be any recovery of Taoist patterns. Could it be that the two more silks of the law of time have been added?

The time crystal silk is too mysterious, and Yang Feng has not yet been able to figure out what it is for. However, if it can speed up the recovery of time Taoist patterns, it is full of good news.

Yang Feng couldn't figure it out for a moment, so he calmed down and began to practice the True Sutra of No Formation.

I saw the magic tricks in his hand, and a slight chanting sound came from his mouth.

A golden halo rippled on the treasure wheel hanging in front of him, floating behind him slowly, hovering above his head, and began to shine brightly.

The golden light projected from it immediately filled the dark room.

...

Time flies, and more than a hundred years have passed in a blink of an eye.

In the dark room, Yang Feng sat cross-legged and motionless, as if a stone statue was still, but a light golden light appeared on his body.

After a long time, he slowly opened his eyes, and the faint golden light flashed slightly, and then he hid in his eyes.

"In this case, I'm afraid that a thousand years may not be able to successfully open an immortal orifice... Is it true that I really have to practice the Xuansha Spirit Art?" His brows frowned slightly, his expression was a little hesitant, and he murmured to himself.

After thinking for a while, he suddenly felt aroused in his heart and shouted "Snap Dog".

The shadow reflected in front of him twisted and shook, twisting forward and stretching a little bit.

A slight strange sound rang out in the dark room, and a dark shadow separated from the shadow in front of Yang Feng and slowly stood up.

After so many years of rest, he seems to have completely recovered, and his breath is still better than before.

"Master, you finally remember that you are down." Xiaotian Dog curled the corners of her mouth, showed an evil smile, and said slowly.

After saying that, he suddenly realized the aura emitted by Yang Feng's body, and his expression suddenly changed.

Yang Feng saw this change but did not show any signs. He just said calmly: "I have experienced a lot of things over the years, but it has not been suitable for you to appear. Today, there happened to be something inquiry, and I hope you can give me advice."
Chapter completed!