Yu Xiaolong dropped blood into the small hole and quietly waited for the result.
Soon, light slowly extended around the inscription, and finally the entire interface emitted a dazzling light, and all the ancient texts turned into understandable content.
"Tsk, tsk." Yu Xiaolong admired himself and smiled to himself.
Half a day had passed, and there were still two and a half days to go. Yu Xiaolong immediately checked the content without thinking.
The words "Xuantian Zongfa" suddenly appeared, which turned out to be the Taoist practice.
Yu Xiaolong was ecstatic and immediately read it word for word. While thinking about it, he followed the fingering techniques of cats and tigers and learned the formulas.
This method is very profound, the formula is quite difficult to pronounce, and the fingering method is very complicated. It also needs to cooperate with the explosion of the veins, so it is not easy to learn.
Yu Xiaolong meditated in front of the inscription, practicing over and over again, but ended in failure every time, as the coordination of the veins could not always fit perfectly.
He is well aware of the importance of this method, and must learn it no matter how difficult it is. This is something that can only be encountered but cannot be sought.
For a long time, after countless failures, Yu Xiaolong finally mastered the trick. After reciting the mantra and pinching the fingers in a barely complete manner, he burst out with appropriate infuriating energy.
Yu Xiaolong's body immediately emitted a light blue light, and with a wave of his hand, a ball as big as a football shot out. With a "boom", the entire space was deafening and shook slightly.
"Wow!" He shouted out loud. It was really powerful! This is what happened after just barely completing this set of procedures. If you are proficient in using it, how can it be so good?
Yu Xiaolong smiled proudly, and soon his smile froze. No wonder the man only gave him three days to read it quickly. The sixty-four quick inscriptions took half a day for the first one. It seemed that he had to hurry up and learn more.
a little.
Yu Xiaolong came to the inscription on the second door of the Bagua formation.
He used the same method to activate the inscription, transforming it into legible words.
I thought it was a new Tao method, but after reading it for a long time, it turned out to be a follow-up to the first one, explaining how to strengthen and maintain it.
Yu Xiaolong was a little disappointed, but quickly took a deep breath.
He knew that in the practice of Taoism, one cannot eat a fat man in one bite, nor can he swallow dates wholeheartedly. He must chew slowly to taste the taste and make his stomach full.
He calmed down and carefully studied the meaning of the words. While based on the basic knowledge he had mastered, he slowly improved himself.
Yu Xiaolong deeply understood that there is no such thing as being strong on the outside but on the inside.
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Meaning, you are vulnerable when things get tough. Only inner strength is the right path, and appearance actually doesn't matter.
After studying continuously for several hours, Yu Xiaolong slowly understood the basic meaning of how to cultivate, improve and maintain the "Xuantian Clan".
He slowly digested the crammed knowledge, and every bit he learned was firmly imprinted in his mind.
Yu Xiaolong mastered the basic knowledge points and applied them several times to ensure that he would not forget them or make any mistakes.
He came to the inscription on the first and third door again, and looked forward to new content after activating it.
What he didn't expect was that the third step was still a follow-up to the first step, and was still the method of improving and maintaining the "Xuanzong Clan".
Yu Xiaolong smiled bitterly and shook his head, helplessly starting to study again.
After such continuous and steady study, it finally came to the last moment of the third day. Yu Xiaolong was studying the contents on the inscription when he suddenly realized that the text had disappeared and returned to a blank state.
He hurriedly activated it again with blood essence, but unfortunately this time there was no response.
"Haha." Yu Xiaolong's laughter almost made him wet his pants.
He looked back and saw that figure appeared again in the center.
"Junior, how are you studying?" the figure asked.
"Hey! Three days is too short, I only saw...eight tombstones...inscriptions." Yu Xiaolong sighed helplessly.
"What? Eight?" The figure was obviously skeptical.
"Yeah...eight, what's wrong? That's all I have, and I'm too slow to master it. Master, can you give me a little more time?" Yu Xiaolong scratched his head.
"Are you kidding me? You're a Taoist, and you've read eight monuments in three days?" the figure asked again.
"It's eight, right... sixty-four in total, right? It's still early to finish reading. Give me some more time, hehe." Yu Xiaolong asked shamelessly.
"This...how is it possible!" The figure looked very shocked.
"Ah...why...more or less?" Yu Xiaolong asked timidly.
With a "whoosh" sound, the figure flashed in front of Yu Xiaolong.
The speed was so fast that it almost stuck to Yu Xiaolong's face, startling him.
"You are like a baby, able to read eight inscriptions in three days? Are you serious?" Even though he was so close, he still couldn't see clearly. He was just a disembodied figure.
"This...can it still be fake? Do I dare to lie to you?" Yu Xiaolong replied, trembling slightly.
The figure looked at Yu Xiaolong and said, "Come, attack me."
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"Ah?" Yu Xiaolong was stunned.
"Come on, use what you have learned." The figure said eagerly.
Yu Xiaolong hesitated for a moment, recited the mantra half-bakedly, made strange fingering movements, and took a photo of the figure.
A burst of light blue Qi burst out, hitting the figure directly.
The opponent stood there without any reaction, and the attack was completely ineffective.
"I'm not asking you to attack for fun! It's the kind of revenge that kills your father, you understand?" The figure shook his head.
"What if I hurt you?" Yu Xiaolong hesitated.
"You may be able to touch me if you practice for another five hundred years, but you still hurt me?" The figure directly and mercilessly despised.
Yu Xiaolong suddenly felt very speechless. Isn't this too disrespectful?
He burst out with powerful infuriating energy, sped up the speed of the formula, pinched quickly with complex fingering techniques, used his own veins to regulate his breath, and made full use of the Xuantian sect he had just learned, struggling to write a chapter.
The ball of air as big as a football reached the figure's face in less than a blink of an eye.
With a "boom", Yu Xiaolong was thrown more than ten meters away by the reaction force and fell to the ground.
"Hmm...it's really good...you little boy actually learned eight inscriptions! Unbelievable!" The figure looked very surprised.
"Uh...Others have been here too? Less than me?" Yu Xiaolong got up.
"Dozens of people have come here in the past hundred years, and only five of them have learned more than you!!" The figure sighed.
"Ah...hehe." Yu Xiaolong didn't know how to answer the question.
"Come on, let me see the core of your veins, do you dare?" the figure said with a smile.
A practitioner's veins are the most sensitive, and the core of the veins is the same as life. Any practitioner will never let others explore the core of the veins at will, unless the other party is too strong and he cannot stop it. As long as the other party makes one move, it will be irreversible.
fatal outcome.
Now the figure wanted to check the core of Yu Xiaolong's veins, which made his heart tighten subconsciously.
But he soon felt relieved. The opponent was a master who was many times better than him. He could forcefully enter his veins. It would take less than a blink of an eye to kill him. But now the figure had an inquiring attitude, proving that
I still respect myself more.
Yu Xiaolong thought for a while and nodded slowly.
The figure flashed in front of him in an instant, holding his head with his hand and testing his veins.
After a moment, the figure suddenly took away his hand and said in surprise: "You actually have thirty-two veins?"