The deepest part of the God of War Palace is silent and the breath turns into frost.

Hu Qingpeng had just filled his stomach and finally came back to warm up. At this moment, he was trembling with the cold air around him. He wondered why the place where the leader of the Demon Sect lives is so cold? Wouldn't he begging for himself? If he were the leader, he would have to choose a place as warm as spring to rebuild the palace and never live here.

Xuanzong pushed open the thick stone gate at the end of the corridor, and a cold and fierce murderous aura rushed towards him, as if a violent and ferocious demon king lurked in the darkness, which was terrifying. Behind the gate was a huge cave, with dozens of night pearls as big as peacocks on the stone walls. The soft and mysterious light filled the entire space, covering everything with a layer of vague red gauze.

I saw a giant stone statue more than four feet tall standing in front of the stone wall. The foot of the stone statue was filled with strange-shaped axes. Some were as big as a wheel, with cold light flashing, and some were blood red, as if covered with thick blood, emitting an endless smell of blood. The stone wall on the left was engraved with ancient Chinese texts, iron hooks and silver strokes, vigorous and powerful, which looked exciting. On the stone wall on the right were engraved with human figures of various shapes, either high or low, large or small, obviously not from the writing of the same person. In one corner of the cave, several bookshelves were neatly arranged, and the shelves were piled with dense books, with at least tens of thousands of volumes.

As soon as Hu Qingpeng stepped into the grotto, his eyes were firmly attracted by the giant stone statue. He felt an irresistible overlord aura pressed down, and he knelt down with his knees and shouted: "God of War Chiyou!"

The giant wore a ox-horned battle helmet, his ears were like swords and halberds, his armor, holding a huge and heavy battle axe in his right hand, and stepped on an ancient giant beast that looked like a tiger or a lion under his feet. He looked up at the sky and roared his head, no one could imitate his attitude of looking down on the world. It was the god worshipped by the Demon Cult - "God of War" Chiyou! The stone statue was carved from a whole black rock, with only a pair of eyes inlaid with red crystals, as if it was life, and emitted a terrifying red light. The stone statue's tangled muscles, wide and strong shoulders, and extremely thick waist showed his infinite divine power everywhere, lifelike, as if it could move at any time.

Chiyou was the leader of the tribal alliance in ancient times and once fought with Huangdi Xuanyuan for the world. He was born with divine power, brave and good at fighting, and was known for his military power. Huangdi Xuanyuan raised an army because of his cruelty and killing, but he was defeated in nine battles and had to retreat to Taihang Mountains. Chiyou led his army to pursue him relentlessly, trying to annihilate all Huangdi's army. At the critical moment, Huangdi Xuanyuan got the support of the Xuannv clan, suddenly used a strange army, defeated Chiyou's troops with a plan, captured and killed Chiyou, and finally unified the world. Since then, the Yanhuang clan gradually developed into the most powerful nation among all ethnic groups in China, becoming a well-deserved leader.

Xuanzong said in a deep voice: "Yes, this is the statue of the God of War! Although you have entered the Divine Cult, do you know why we worship Chiyou?"

Hu Qingpeng hesitated for a moment and said, "Is it because Chiyou was the god of war in ancient times, symbolizing courage, strength and force, that's why we respect him?" The Demon Sect is a church that advocates force and power, and it is not surprising that Chiyou is worshipped.

Xuanzong shook his head and said, "You only know one thing, not the other. If you have read history books, you must know the story of Huangdi Xuanyuan and Chiyou fighting for the world in ancient times. The Jiuyi tribe coalition led by Chiyou was eventually defeated, resulting in the killing of most of the Jiuyi tribes, or being taken into slavery by the Xuanyuan tribe. The remaining small number of Jiuyi tribes were forced to move south and hide in deep mountains and wild zodiacs to escape the pursuit of Xuanyuan tribe's army. After thousands of years, Chiyou gradually recovered his vitality. Although Chiyou was a loser, his position in the minds of the Jiuyi tribe is just like the position of Huangdi in your mind, and it is sacred and unbearable."

Hu Qingpeng opened his mouth wide and shouted: "So you are not a Han nationality! You are a member of the Jiuyi nationality!"

Xuanzong smiled and said, "Not bad! Nearly 90% of the disciples of this sect are from the Jiuyi tribe, and only about 100 are from the Han, Mongolian, Hui and other tribes. Strictly speaking, your and my ancestors are mortal enemies. Since you know the true origin of this sect, do you still have the heart to worship me as your teacher?"

Hu Qingpeng took a deep breath and said seriously: "Since the leader can abandon prejudices and accept foreigners as his disciples, how could Qingpeng be afraid of people's words and not be rude? As the saying goes, 'The capable one is the teacher'. Regardless of whether the leader is a Han or not, my intention to become a disciple will never waver!" After Xuanzong told him the secret of the Demon Cult, if he hesitated when answering, he would be afraid of the murder immediately.

Xuanzong smiled and said, "Okay! The stone wall on the left is the mental method of the 'Destroying World Overlord', and the right is the practice experience engraved by the leaders of all generations. The 'Destroying World Overlord' has thirteen levels. Only when you practice until the seventh level can you start your own career. I will give you three years to practice. After three years, you will only accept you as your disciple."

Hu Qingpeng asked carefully: "What if my skills cannot reach the seventh level in three years?"

Xuanzong said calmly: "It's very simple. If you don't have enough understanding, I will end your life with your own hands. Instead of being killed by someone, my disciple of Xuanzong should die at my hands, so as not to be embarrassed to go out."

Hu Qingpeng knew that Xuanzong could do it and would never relax his requests or show mercy, so he frowned and said, "But I was broken by someone, and my true qi cannot be condensed. How can I practice this mental formula?" The "Zhurong Divine Art" of Hengshan School must pass through the Ren and Du meridians and finally stored in the Qihai acupoint. After his Qihai acupoint was broken, although his true qi was there, he could not command Ruyi in the past.

Xuanzong smiled proudly and said, "I once said that the martial arts and mind methods of this sect take the path of breaking and then building up, and are radical and radical, which is completely different from the gradual cultivation method of the Baidao sects. When practicing, the true qi runs among the hundreds of meridians, and each acupoint can be used to store true qi. In this way, the speed of true qi absorption is ten times that of ordinary people, and practitioners can achieve great breakthroughs in a short period of time. Don't say that you only hurt one acupoint, or you hurt ten or eight, you can also practice the great magical skills of this teaching!"

Hu Qingpeng exclaimed in disbelief: "Ten times the speed?! Then after practicing internal skills for twenty years, wouldn't I be able to sweep the White Dao Martial Arts?"

Xuanzong shook his head and said, "Otherwise! Although the ways of practicing martial arts in the world vary greatly, the different paths are the same. There is no absolute difference between good and bad. They all need to enter the Tao from martial arts to pursue the ultimate principles of heaven and earth. The practice of internal martial arts in Baidao is slow at the beginning, but the advantage is that the foundation is solid and the qi veins are long. Once you make a breakthrough, you will not regress. When you practice it to the extreme, you will not be weaker than the masters of this sect. However, when you first practice the internal skills of this sect, the slower you will improve, and you will have to go through many dangerous and difficult times. If you suffer heavy damage or your mind is damaged, your skills are very easy to regress. The two methods of cultivation have their own strengths and weaknesses. The key is to look at the practitioner's own understanding and effort."

Hu Qingpeng knew that his skills could be restored, and he smiled happily and said, "I will definitely not let down the leader's trust! Please teach me the master the mantra immediately!"

Xuanzong pointed to the ancient text on the stone wall and said, "You should start by learning the first level of the introductory tips. When you encounter something you don't understand, I will take time to explain it to you. You can also refer to the experience left by the leaders of the past dynasties, which may be of great benefit to you."

Hu Qingpeng was stunned and said in surprise: "Don't you teach the mantras yourself?"

Xuanzong smiled and said, "How can I have so much time to accompany you! Besides, you are well-read poetry and proficient in ancient Chinese, and you can learn by yourself. Why rely on me? After you master the first level of mental methods, I will drive away the toxins in your body." After a pause, he said, "Those axes are weapons that the previous leaders have used. The evil spirit is too heavy. With your current strength, you must not touch it! Otherwise, I will not save you if the inner demons invade you." After that, he waved his hand casually, turned around and went out.

Hu Qingpeng looked at the stone gate that was gradually closing, shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly. No wonder Xuanzong had to choose a disciple who was familiar with scriptures. It turned out that it was to save time and effort and have time to have fun. The method of teaching martial arts in the Demon Sect is indeed very different from that of the Hengshan Sect. The master does not teach you step by step, but the disciples understand it themselves. How much you can learn and what level you master is all your own business. This is in line with the usual style of the Demon Sect.

Hu Qingpeng carefully read the first level of the mental method, then closed his eyes and sat down, lying on the meaning word by word. His mind moved the mantra and immediately felt the true qi that was originally scattered in the limbs and veins. In the past, when he practiced, he had to gather all the true qi into one stream, but at this moment, according to the new cultivation method, he opened up local circulation paths in nine parts of his body, and the true qi did not interfere with each other when the operation was carried out, let alone pass through the sea of ​​qi. After a while, the true qi was running faster and faster, circulating in the meridians like fire flows. The indescribable heat burned every inch of the skin and bones, causing severe pain. Hu Qingpeng secretly recited the "Heart" sutra, separated the spiritual consciousness from the **, cut off the pain like being burned by the fire, and maintained an ethereal state of mind and remained motionless.

After a while, the strange feeling of burning fire quietly faded away, and a cool and comfortable feeling replaced it. The nine circulating true qi gathered together automatically, and with a bang, like a rapid torrent, it instantly walked through all the meridians. After continuous operation forty-nine cycles, it evenly spread to every acupoint of his and slowly deposited. The wounded Qihai acupoint was naturally healed, and it was no longer his fatal flaw.

Hu Qingpeng relaxed his will, his spiritual consciousness and ** reunited into one, and slowly opened his eyes, but he felt that his energy was full and his body was filled with powerful power. An urge to destroy everything was aroused for no reason. He bounced up and roared up to the sky, venting the inexplicable murderous intent, which shocked the gravel at the top of the cave, and the echo rumbling endlessly.

He stopped the whistle and suddenly realized that his clothes disappeared, and his whole body was exposed to the air! He was shocked and surprised. He lowered his head and saw a layer of ashes falling on the ground, as if it was the remains of the burning of clothes. His thoughts turned around. Could it be that the clothes were burning down during the practice? Fortunately, the jade pendant that Tang Xue gave him was a rare treasure in the world. He was not afraid of a knife cutting fire, and he lay in the ashes without any harm, reflecting a faint white light.

Hu Qingpeng had just bent down to pick up the jade pendant when he suddenly heard the stone gate turn. He looked up and saw that Xuanzong had walked in. He couldn't help feeling embarrassed and instinctively covered his lower body and said, "Master, please forgive Qingpeng for being rude!"

Xuanzong laughed and said, "The human body and hair are formed by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. It is the leader of all things. Why should I be ashamed of this? Then!" After that, he threw a black robe over. "As soon as I heard your whistle, I knew that you had successfully mastered the first level of mental method. I didn't expect that you had such a solid foundation. It took only seven days to break through the first level. The speed of entry was beyond my expectations!"

Hu Qingpeng hurriedly put on his black robe, and his embarrassment was slightly reduced. He asked curiously: "Master, have I actually entered the meditation for seven days? How could my clothes be burned for no reason?" It seemed that it didn't take too long, but I knew that it had been seven days and seven nights!

Xuanzong said: "The 'Destroying World Overlord Art' is extremely yang and strong. Whenever a practitioner breaks through the boundary of a certain level of mental method, the Samadhi True Fire in his body will explode in an instant, burning objects within three feet. Do you feel irritated at this moment and have an urge to vent it urgently?"

Hu Qingpeng was shocked and nodded, "That's right! What's the reason?"

Xuanzong said: "The internal strength of this sect is fierce and violent. After cultivation, the essence is too strong, which can easily cause impulsiveness and loss of mind. At this time, they often kill people at every turn, destroy everything in front of them, and make a big fuss to restore peace. This is also the reason why people outside the sect regard us as murderous devils and bloodthirsty madmen. However, if there is no appropriate way of venting, they are very likely to get into devils and become madmen."

Hu Qingpeng scratched his head and said, "Do I want to kill people at will just like them without asking?" If he wants to kill innocent people indiscriminately, it will be impossible.

Xuanzong smiled and said, "In addition to killing people, you can also absorb Yuanyin through intercourse with women, neutralize the true yang in your body, and achieve the state of balance between yin and yang. The "Story of Destroying the World Overlord" is the first powerful internal mental method of this sect. Even in the cosmetic array, you can still be invincible and defeated, which is enough to make the beauties in the world surrender wholeheartedly. Any woman who has tasted the taste will never be without you for the rest of her life."

Hu Qingpeng suddenly realized that no wonder that Xuanzong was full of beautiful and charming women. This was not because he was naturally greedy for women, but because of his need to practice martial arts! If the leader of the Demon Sect also calmed his mind by killing people, how huge disaster would it cause? But he was unwilling to kill people and did not want to get along with strange women. He asked with a frown: "Master, are there any other ways to save himself?"

Xuanzong said: "When a man's yang energy is too strong, he can communicate with the woman inside and absorb Yuanyin; when he can communicate with the heaven and earth outside, collect the Xuanyin energy. Both can achieve the effect of yin and yang harmony. The "Nine Nether Ice Room" is specially opened. The ground is covered with thousands of years of Xuanyin ice for me to absorb the Xuanyin energy at any time. The "World-Destroying Overlord Art" has been practiced to my level. It must be done in two ways to calm the Samadhi True Fire in the body and avoid mental loss."

Hu Qingpeng sighed in his heart, "Don't look at Xuanzong's glory, and there are unknown troubles! With his extraordinary talent, he has to trap himself on the top of the snow-capped mountain and in the ice room, and is not easy to beware of the danger of being possessed by the demon day and night! If he persists in practicing, wouldn't he have to experience the same pain and torture in the future? But now that things have come to this point, he can't help but regret it. He asked: "Then will I have to practice in the 'Nine Nether Ice Room' in the future?"

Xuanzong smiled slightly and said, "You think beautifully! That's my daily life. How can you let you get in the way? I will arrange for you to go to a better place!"

It turned out that there was a secret door behind the Chiyou stone statue. Behind the door was a corridor of more than 60 meters long, passing through the abdomen of the mountain, and at the end it reached a bare and flat cliff. The cliff faced three sides, about ten meters in size, and the ground was covered with a thick layer of ice and snow. The biting cold wind whistled endlessly, extremely fierce and powerful, cut on the face like a knife. On the stone walls on both sides of the exit of the corridor, there were five steel axes hanging, with different lengths and thicknesses, but each one was very heavy and ordinary people could not wield them at all.

Standing on the cliff and looking at it, I saw the peaks bowing down, the long snow-capped dragon veins shining, and a big river that appeared and appeared in a flash, with a magnificent scenery and difficult to describe ink. It has the artistic conception of "will reach the top of the top and overlooking all the mountains".

Xuanzong stood with his hands behind his back and chanted for a long voice: "I can't see the ancients in front of me, nor can I see the coming from behind. I miss the leisure of the world, and I burst into tears! Qingpeng, this is the place where the leaders of all generations practice martial arts before they leave the pass. The yin energy of heaven and earth gathers here. Even in the midsummer of July, the temperature is still extremely low, and the ice and snow will not melt for thousands of years. From today on, you will be practicing here! You can check the mantras and books in the cave at any time, and I will send someone to deliver food to you."

Hu Qingpeng responded: "Yes!" A big rock in his heart finally landed on the ground, and a smile appeared on his face.

Xuanzong pointed to the axes and said, "These are weapons used to practice the magical power of another apostasy in this sect, the "Ten Axes of Dragon Slaying". Only after your skills break through the fifth level of the mind method can you have the ability to swing these ten axes. It is not advisable to move rashly at this time, remember!"

Hu Qingpeng held it in for a long time, and finally couldn't help asking: "Report to the leader, when will you have time to detoxify me?"

Xuanzong was stunned and laughed: "Don't worry, I won't let you die of poison. This great river and mountain will be the stage for you to gallop in the future! I hope that one day you can laugh proudly in the world and become a dragon among people!"
Chapter completed!