Back to the river bank, Xiao Yao, who had already eaten and drunk enough, was able to calm down and began to practice the remnants of Beiming and Lingbo Weibu that he had obtained from Langhuan's Blessing Land. He opened the book, turned to the page recording Beiming's magical skills, read the small words he had drawn several times, and remembered them in mind, and practiced the "Hand Taiyin Lung Meridian" according to the exercise route drawn in the picture. But before he had practiced a stick of incense, Xiao Yao suddenly felt like hundreds of beasts churning in his body, one by one, and one by one, quietly.

The true qi scattered in the meridians everywhere collided back and forth like ignited firecrackers, and the whole body instantly became like a pot of boiling hot water, all of which were placed in it, and it was extremely painful in an instant. After realizing this, Xiao Yao didn't think too much, so he hurriedly stopped practicing, concentrated his mind and qi, and integrated his mind and used the method Li Mochou taught him to regulate his breathing and exercise his skills. After more than half an hour, the pain and chaos in his body, which was as boiling as it was, was slightly reduced.

Feeling that his situation was slightly better, Xiao Yao breathed a sigh of relief. He had just thought in his mind and was about to think carefully about why the situation just now had arisen. Suddenly, his chest suffocated, his throat sweetened, and a mouthful of blood immediately spurted out. A large area of ​​falling blood was formed within two feet of Xiao Yao's body. At that time, the cold moon was on the side, the Nujiang River was crying, and the sound of the river bank was gone. This blood rain showed an extremely charming beauty under the cold moonlight.

Xiao Yao, who thought that he had slowly pressed back the true energy that had been rushing in his body, was not expected to be like this. The mind that had just relaxed did not dare to relax again. He immediately looked inside and looked into the body, meditated and used his skills, regulated his breathing and the true energy, and healed his injuries.

This was not until the dawn the next day, when Xiao Yao gathered all the true energy in his body, and there was no possibility of a slight dissipation. Then he stood up carefully, tried to move twice, and after confirming that there was no stranger, his mind that had been keeping his eyes openly, dared to relax. Thinking about the danger he had experienced this night, Xiao Yao knew that he had actually walked through the gate of hell. He was infatuated while practicing internal skills. Although outsiders seemed to have nothing to do with their bodies on the surface, they were not like swords and bodies.

Although the external injuries seem to be bloody and dying, in fact, if the vital points are not damaged and the rescue is timely, then life will probably be saved. However, if you are in a devil, you will die immediately if you are not careful, and there is no reason to turn things around. Although Xiao Yao has not yet figured out why he is in a devil, he knows that his life has been recovered by luck at this moment, so he no longer dares to act rashly. He puts the matter of practicing the Beiming Divine Art aside.

At this time, Xiao Yao's mind slowly calmed down. Therefore, he carefully recalled the scene of his practice last night from beginning to end, trying to find the crux of the problem. However, after thinking about it, he did not find anything wrong when he was carrying his true energy. As soon as he changed his mind, his eyes involuntarily aimed at the book in his hand that recorded the Beiming Divine Arts. Xiao Yao said in his heart: "Is it because he remembered the wrong formula or route of exercise before that something went wrong?" But after comparing it one by one, he found that his memory was also accurate.

As a result, Xiao Yao felt suspicious in his heart, and he was confused for a moment, and he couldn't figure out where the problem was. With such fear in his heart, he naturally did not dare to practice the Beiming Divine Art at will. Sitting on the ground, Xiao Yao thought about the key points. Suddenly, he thought of the details that Duan Yu accidentally entered Langhuan's blessed land in the original work of Tianlong. He instantly flashed like a bolt from the blue, and he seemed to remember something, but he couldn't grasp it completely. As soon as he thought of this, Xiao Yao frowned and began to think hard.

After a long time, Xiao Yao suddenly screamed, and his whole body felt as if he was shocked, because he suddenly remembered a passage in the original Tianlong book about the practice of the Beiming Divine Art: "It is appropriate to go against the way of the internal skills of each school. Therefore, anyone who has practiced internal skills must forget to learn and concentrate on practicing new skills. If there is any confusion, the two skills will clash with each other, and they will immediately vomit blood, and all the meridians will be destroyed, which is the most dangerous." At this point, Xiao Yao thought about Duan Yu because

I had never practiced any internal skills before practicing the Beiming Divine Art, so I was completely unattended in this most difficult level. At this time, I already had the internal skills of the ancient tomb and the internal skills in the Nine Yin Remnants. If I practice the Beiming Divine Art again, I would not have "the two skills clashed with each other, and I vomited blood immediately, and all my meridians were all abandoned." Thinking of my rapid reaction at that time and quickly stopped practicing, Xiao Yao really felt the meaning of the sentence "It's the most dangerous".

Thinking that if you want to practice the Beiming Divine Art, you must forget all the internal skills you have practiced before, Xiao Yao was extremely embarrassed for a moment, because anyone with advanced skills had already practiced internal skills into a subconscious mind, and was practicing internal skills whether they were eating, sleeping or walking. How could this subconscious mind be forgotten? Thinking of this, Xiao Yao immediately woke up and understood that no wonder Su Xinghe and Ding Chunqiu could not pass on the Beiming Divine Art in the early days, just because this most difficult level was too difficult. This is why Li Qiushui and others understood the Beiming Divine Art but could not practice it by themselves.

Looking at the remnants of Beiming written by Duan Yu, Xiao Yao hesitated for a moment. He knew that he could not practice this martial arts anymore, and Xiao Yao felt that he was not very good at the first time about the unique skills of the Xiaoyao Sect of Beiming Divine Arts. He always thought that he knew everything with his identity as a time traveler, so he didn't really take anything seriously, so he started practicing Beiming Divine Arts without thinking about it. But after this lesson, he realized that even if he had taken all the peerless martial arts into his pocket, what if he didn't understand the various principles and tricks contained in it himself, and just relying on his golden fingers to rush to achieve it, the final result is not only that hasteness will fail, but may go in the opposite direction.
Chapter completed!