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Chapter 202 Dreaming of Medicine

However, if there is a chance, Zhuang Wudao will naturally let it go. Any Canghai Channel Stone, any red jade fairy fruit or Canghai Qiqiao Stone can greatly improve his strength.

Keeping Yun'er's suggestion in mind, Zhuang Wudao asked curiously: "Yun'er, you just performed a swordsmanship that was so mysterious. What kind of swordsmanship was that?"

Zhuang Wudao felt deeply about Yun'er's circle-by-circle swordsmanship. He felt that everything could be accommodated and resisted within the sword circle.

The sword he used was almost impossible to escape from the shackles of those sword circles.

"This is the Sumeru Sword Circle, a mysterious magical power derived from the Great Sumeru Sword of Buddhism."

Yun'er explained: "It takes the meaning of mustard seeds and Sumeru, which means lifting a heavy weight is as light as a light one. Five kalpas ago, it was known as the best swordsmanship in the world. However, there are many people who don't think so. Sword master wants to learn it? I only know the cultivation of the first five levels.

The true teachings of the Dharma are only available to Hinayana Buddhism.”

Just like Taoism, it is now divided into various sects and sects. Buddhism was also divided into Mahayana and Hinayana, with eight sects and six temples.

"I'm just curious. I feel that this swordsmanship is very wonderful. If you want to practice it, forget it-"

Zhuang Wudao shook his head. He was really just curious. He had long known that he could bite off more than he could chew. Among all the techniques he had learned, just one of the Heaven and Earth Yin and Yang Great Compassion Techniques required countless energy and countless efforts.

Time to delve into it.

So recently, although Zhuang Wudao relied on Yun'er's medical skills and accumulated a lot of good deeds, he never had the intention to use his good deeds to teach the Dharma Hall in exchange for new ones.

Among the sect's official skills, Zhuang Wudao also practiced the "Shangxiao Yingyuan Cave True Control of Thunder", but now he is still only at the first level of heaven and has been unable to break through.

I feel that the Great Compassion Sword, which was born out of the Great Compassion of Yin and Yang of Heaven and Earth and endowed with Yunjian Jue, is by no means inferior to any sword technique of the time.

"Indeed, it takes a long time to practice the Great Sumeru Sword. This set of swordsmanship seems simple but complicated. If you want to practice it to a small degree, you need at least ten years of accumulation."

Na Yun'er also deeply agreed, and suggested: "The sword master wants to increase his strength and improve his defensive ability. It is better to put more effort into the 'Thousand Miles Magnetic Kill' style. The sword master's mysterious art is quite

It’s good. The value is even higher than its grade——”

"I understand this and don't need to remind you."

Zhuang Wudao smiled slightly, which could be regarded as the hero having the same opinion. He also felt that 'Thousand-mile Magnetic Kill, this auxiliary mystical art, is indeed infinitely useful.

It can be combined with any mystical power and any martial arts to increase its power. It can also make him appear like a ghost within sixty breaths, and his speed is comparable to that of a golden elixir, so he can handle most battles.

It's a pity that the spiritual aperture opened up by this Niu Mo Yuan Hegemon Body is not big, but of medium quality. It is the same as that of a great monument smasher. At most, it can only condense the fourth-level pseudo-mystical art. Otherwise, this style of "Qianli Magnetic"

If you kill him, he will be strengthened to the extreme.

The current strategy is to see if we can find something similar to the Shiming Jingyan in the future and fuse it with it.

Or, you can expand your aperture spiritual treasure to upgrade this mysterious technique to a higher level.

His Red Jade Immortal Fruit has never been used. It was originally intended to be used as a "big cracking stone" after the God-killing style was completed. It could be used three times on the same day as the "big breaking cloud".

But now, Zhuang Wudao did not hesitate and chose the 'Thousand Miles Magnetic Kill'. If he had enough Canghai Qiqiao Stone, he would not mind strengthening this mysterious power ten times or twenty times.

The role of this auxiliary mystical art is really great, and it has unlimited potential.

In the future, every time his cultivation reaches a higher level, the range of 'Thousand-mile Magnetic Kill' will expand. In addition, the speed of magnetic escape and the control of weight will also increase significantly.

"As long as the sword master has an idea."

Yun'er stopped talking, and then asked: "It's still early now. Should the sword master continue to practice the 'Thousand-mile Magnetic Kill', or should Yun'er be the one to teach the swordsmanship practice?"

Zhuang Wudao was noncommittal, lying back with his arms and legs spread out, looking relaxed and slightly tired.

During the year and a half that he left Chenbenshan, he never relaxed at almost every moment. However, after the completion of this magical technique, he suddenly felt weak all over, and all his motivation and fighting spirit were temporarily gone.

Perhaps it was through self-knowledge that he finally had the capital to settle down in this world and the hope of catching up with that person. Zhuang Wudao's tense mind suddenly relaxed, and all the fatigue accumulated in his consciousness before came to light.

come out.

"Forget it about studying medicine. I just want to relax now. I don't want to do anything these days."

Yun'er's eyes flickered, and she took a deep look at Zhuang Wudao, with a clear look in her eyes. She did not say any words of advice. It was actually a good thing to be able to release the fatigue accumulated in the body and relax for a moment.

"The sword master's method of slaying gods is indeed no small feat, but he is not complacent. Mystical and magical powers are often insufficient and cannot be relied upon too much. The practice of martial arts and swordsmanship is the foundation."

After saying that, he stretched out his hand, and a pile of letters appeared in front of Yun'er. They were piled up like a mountain, really as huge as a hill.

Zhuang Wudao didn't need to look at it to know that these were all classics on medical skills, and many of them were not rare books that could be seen in the Tianyi Kingdom, but came from other worlds.

In the past, Yun'er often printed some information directly into Zhuang Wudao's mind. However, since he discovered that his memory is not limited to photographic memory and 'superior', he prefers to use this method.

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As his spiritual consciousness strengthens, Zhuang Wudao can often read through ten or twenty thumb-thick medical classics overnight. Within fifteen days, he will not forget a word or phrase and can recite it backwards and forwards.

Zhuang Wudao only glanced at it and gave a bitter smile: "I still don't want it, I don't have the heart to study now. I have read a lot of medical books now, but I don't have enough experience. Most of the things written in the books are half-understood.

, I can’t understand it all. I guess if I continue to read it, I won’t have much use for it.”

"That's not necessarily the case. If you read more books, you will be able to understand the truth of the world."

Yun'er didn't force him, and with a flick of his sleeves, all the mountains of books beside him disappeared. "The sword master said he lacked experience, so today, do you want to focus on practice?"

Zhuang Wudao sighed helplessly, and saw a monk in his forties appearing next to Yun'er.

His face was dull and gray, his eyes were staring blankly ahead, and there were abnormal red spots on the left and right sides of his cheeks and behind his ears.

"This is?"

Zhuang Wudao recognized it well for a while, but he became interested, straightened up, and felt the pulse of the monk Yun'er had transformed.

Within a moment, it became clear to his eyes.

"This is the Evil Yin Palm, which comes from the Netherworld Evil Moon Dharma. It is also a kind of Evil Palm, which is difficult to dissolve and cannot be dispelled by the power of Yang Fire. There are only seven kinds of rare treasures in the world that can detoxify this poison. The most common Yangcrow Spirit Grass

.”

"Yes, but there is also a trace of Armor Yin Luo Poison mixed in this Evil Yin Ming Palm. If the sword master ignores it, even if the person can be cured, he will be paralyzed and unable to move."

Zhuang Wudao was neither happy nor angry, nor was he depressed. He was like this because he was used to being struck by the sword spirit.

Before, I could tell that Yuwen Yuanzhou's body was made of Bi Chan Snow Soul Silk instead of Bi Chan Seducing Soul Silk. It was Yin Yun'er who had repeatedly demonstrated it in front of him.

The figure of the middle-aged monk turned into smoke and changed. What appeared again was an eighty-year-old man. He looked like an immortal with a flowing white beard, but there was an abnormal layer of black on his skin.

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Zhuang Wudao first circled the man up and down carefully, then suddenly came closer and stared into the man's eyes.

Sure enough, there was an abnormal redness in his eyes. Then he opened the shirt on this person's chest, and suddenly he saw a dark palm print on this person's chest.

"It is the Brahma Demon Immortal Seal in the second heaven realm, and there is also the Liuren God and Ghost Curse. The spell needs to be solved first, and then the power of the curse is removed. The possibility of this person's survival is actually very small. Within seventeen days

If the curse cannot be broken, the soul will be detained by others and become a Liuren ghost, which can be controlled by others."

"Yes, the sword master actually knows about the Liuren gods and ghosts? I thought you only recognized the Brahma Demon Immortal Seal at most."

Zhuang Wudao smiled. He had read a lot of books over the past year, and it was no lie. However, the Liuren God and Ghost Curse did not come from the medical book that Yun'er had read to him. It came from Nie Xianling, who taught the Dharma from Xuanling Mountain.

Among the manuscripts copied back from the temple, there are records of the Liuren God and Ghost Curse.

He saw it accidentally, but he remembered it by force. However, he had almost forgotten the solution to the Liuren God and Ghost Curse.

This curse is so weird that you will often be cursed without realizing it. If it cannot be resolved within 7,749 days, the soul will be forcibly restrained.

After collecting ninety-nine and eighty-one Liuren Gods and Ghosts, you can make the Liuren Godly Banner. Once it is made, it will be a magic weapon with thirty-seven levels of forbidden laws. Specializing in the human spirit, you will often be inadvertently attracted by the Liuren Godly Banner.

fan.

Only protective mental treasures or powerful spiritual thoughts can resist it.

When Yun'er spoke, the old man had begun to change again. This time he was a middle-aged strong man, with sharp eyes and a fierce aura. His face was also rosy, his skin color was normal, and there was nothing abnormal about him.

Zhuang Wudao first felt his pulse with his fingers and felt that this person's Qi and blood were surging and full of vitality. His heart pulse was strong and he was incredibly healthy.

Even after I took off all my clothes, I didn't notice anything wrong.

Puzzled for a moment, Zhuang Wudao finally looked thoughtfully at the strong man's brows and asked, "Could it be a blood-burning curse?"

Remember, this mantra is to make people's energy and blood burn and stimulate their life potential. In a short period of time, not only will the physical body be strong, but the speed of practice will also be greatly increased.

However, people who are under the blood-burning curse often have their lifespan reduced by one-third, and exhaustion of their vitality and blood is a fatal disease.

"No, it's a blood injection to stimulate Yang Yuan. Look at the back of his head -"

Zhuang Wudao was stunned, and looked over as he was told. Sure enough, he saw a black needle inserted into the back of this man's head, as thin as a hair.

Even with his consciousness at the moment, he would not be able to detect it without careful observation. When he checked this person's pulse just now, there was nothing unusual at all.


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