With a long sigh, the sect master said: "Now, I suddenly understand the good intentions of my ancestors. Why can't they think of this method to harm me? I'm afraid that their ancestors will do something to our ancestors to pick blood jade. Otherwise, what will happen?"
Do you know about Tianyi Gold Water?"
"Then Dad, what should we do next?"
"Let's put Yang Huang's matter aside for now." A flash of excitement flashed in the sect leader's eyes, "When my illness is cured, I can find him no matter where he is hiding."
"Then I will arrange for someone to prepare the medicine above?"
"Yeah. But you can't just let one person go." The sect leader looked at the prescription and said, "There are twelve herbs on it, so you assign six people to go and find two kinds for each person."
"Dad, why are you taking so much trouble?" Nangong Xin asked puzzledly.
The sect leader sneered: "Xin'er, you didn't notice, but I did. I didn't show up during this period, and many people in the sect became restless. If they knew the complete prescription, they would
Don’t you find an opportunity?”
"They dare? Then I will destroy them!" Nangong Xin said coldly.
The sect master shook his head and said: "That is something you should do as a last resort. Now, just do as I say."
While the sect leader and Nangong Xin were puzzled about Yang Huang's whereabouts, Yang Huang had been practicing the second technique of the Nine Turns of the Heavenly Silkworm Technique for several hours.
His entire body was once again surrounded by a thick cocoon.
Although the sect master's idea was not approved by his daughter, he did guess that Yang Huang was really hiding inside the "Open Heaven Chemical Martial Sacred Artifact", and the silkworm cocoon was knotted inside one of the huge axles.
The axle is very large, and the thin stream of molten magma flowing in it is very small, so the cocoon does not occupy much space in it.
Protected by the thick cocoon, Yang Huang was safer inside than anywhere else. He watched his nose with his eyes, his nose with his heart, and his whole body and mind were immersed in the practice of the second technique.
As the training time became longer, golden light emanated from Yang Huang's body, and the entire cocoon shone with golden light.
Yang Huang did not move, his eyelids drooped, and his whole body seemed to be in trance.
The skills of the Nine Turns of Heavenly Silkworm Art are now firmly engraved in my heart.
This second tactic has a formal martial arts name called "Silkworm Yin Shen Kung". Judging from the records in the secret book, it is a deeper transformation of the Yuan Ti based on the first tactic, making it more powerful.
Unexpected miraculous abilities.
As Yang Huang breathed, the technique was continuously activated, and the vitality in the body actually overflowed from the blood vessels, gradually entered the fascia, and then penetrated into the bones.
This penetration is slow at first, but when it reaches a certain level, it begins to speed up.
The golden light in the cocoon flickered even faster.
Yang Huang's eyes and face drooped even more, as if he had fallen asleep, and at this moment, there was a subtle crisp sound all over his body.
At first, the sound was like the sound of silkworms gnawing at mulberry leaves in the quiet night. As the sound gradually increased, it turned into the sound of firecrackers exploding.
"Bang bang! Bang bang!" The explosion echoed in the cocoon, one after another, continuously.
But outside the cocoon, there was no sound at all. At most, the cocoon could only be seen flashing golden light.
In the cocoon, the concept of time is lacking.
After an unknown amount of time, the intensive explosions emanating from Yang Huang's body finally gradually faded away. The golden light emanating from the surface of his body also gradually disappeared.
Yang Huang still didn't open his eyes and seemed to have fallen asleep. However, his Vipassana consciousness was extremely awake.
At this moment, streams and streams of vitality were flowing back and forth between his blood vessels and bone marrow. The vitality covered every inch of his body, but most of it was concentrated on all the bones.
Under their wrap, Yang Huang could feel that every bone was heating up, like red-hot iron bars placed in a raging fire.
Then, these bones that were roasted by vitality were simultaneously pressed and struck by waves of vitality. Soon, they began to bend and twist in seemingly impossible ways, like whips that could bend and stretch.
I don't know how long this situation lasted, but Yang Huang began to feel his body getting hot. The heat radiated from the deepest part of the bones and spread to everywhere outside the bones.
Yang Huang felt like a piece of meat that was about to be cooked. This kind of heat was still accumulating, and Yang Huang felt more and more anxious that it would spontaneously ignite.
But Yang Huang didn't move. He still followed the guidance of the second art of the Nine-turn Heavenly Silkworm Art, constantly stimulating the vitality, flowing back and forth between the blood and bones.
…
I don't know how much time passed, but Yang Huang, who had closed his eyes, suddenly raised his eyes, and a strong light burst out from his eyes. Then, a sharp shout like spring thunder burst out from the bottom of his tongue.
"Twist!"
"Crack! Click!"
Crisp sounds came from Yang Huang one after another, making people worry that all the bones in his body were about to break.
At the same time, Yang Huang's body suddenly stood up and spun quickly on the spot.
"Swish! Swish!" Yang Huang spun faster and faster, his whole body twisting like a twist, twisting at impossible angles.
His whole body seemed to have turned into a doughy man. Driven by an invisible force, he began to twist and move rapidly, faster and faster, and his body was completely deformed.
If an outsider were to see this scene, they would be stunned and would definitely think that Yang Huang was possessed and was dead, being twisted to death by the force he exerted.
How could the human body be twisted into such an incredible angle without breaking all the muscles and bones?
For a while, Yang Huang's whole body twisted into a line, his body was almost as wide as his head, and the skin above was covered with twisted lines, one after another, which was shocking.
"Squeak! Squeak!" A thin voice came from Yang Huang's body. It was the sound made by the huge force twisting his body to the limit.
"Turn!" At this moment, Yang Huang suddenly let out another loud shout. The shout was even more violent than before.
Then, his body was like a piece of cloth that had been twisted to the limit. It suddenly lost its external force and quickly spread out and spun away.
At the same time, large swaths of white smoke shot out from under Yang Huang's skin and quickly gathered into a sheet of smoke around his body.
Not long after, the entire cocoon was filled with white mist, obscuring Yang Huang's figure.
After a long time, the white mist gradually dissipated, and Yang Huang emerged from it again. He fell to the ground, put his hands on his knees, and closed his eyes tightly.
The white smoke fell on his hair, eyebrows, shoulders, body and the ground in front of him, turning into patches of white ash. In some places, the white ash was as thick as a knuckle.