"There has been no movement for so long. He must be dead."
When Yang Ku heard Wang Fu's voice, his spirits perked up, a golden light gathered in his chest, and he was ready to go.
He only had one last chance left to turn defeat into victory, and he must not waste it.
With life and death at stake, Yang Ku's attention was focused like never before.
call!
The flag moved, and light from outside came in. Yang Ku could even breathe fresh air from the outside world.
"The opportunity has come."
Yang Ku had rehearsed it countless times in his mind, just waiting for the moment to take action.
"You evil ghost, you are dead."
The command flag only provided a gap, which was thinner than a hair and even insects could not get through.
However, Yang Ku immediately seized the opportunity and used Taibai Jingtian Technique, and a white light came out of the gap.
"Got you."
Yang Ku spotted Wang Fu's position, and the breath that was brewing in his chest suddenly spurted out.
The sound of tearing cloth could be heard in the air, and waves of dust billowed, obscuring the view.
"brush."
Jinghe's boundless breath, with the power of impact and destruction of everything, instantly covered Wang Fu's body.
But Wang Fu was seen disappearing from head to toe under the wash of white light. In the end, he was completely gone without a trace.
"It's done."
Yang Ku fell to the ground and took a big breath, finally succeeding.
The White Emperor's Holy Breath, even when Li Kui was at his peak, did not dare to bear it head-on. If it were replaced by this weaker old evil ghost, the hope of survival would be slim.
"What are you happy about? Say it and make me happy too?"
Suddenly, Yang Ku's whole body stiffened.
In front of him, intact, the ghost that had just been killed appeared, holding a bronze mirror and looking at him with a smile.
Wang Fu took a deep breath. Fortunately, he used the moiré mirror to project the phantom. Yang Ku's last resort would be fatal if it really hit him.
"Please be on your way."
Wang Fu swung his ax and struck Yang Ku on the head.
"Wait a minute..."
Unable to slow down, Wang Fu's ancient ax hit him with one blow, smashing Yang Ku's head to pieces. The headless corpse flew backwards and sank deep into the sand.
"Huhu."
Wang Fu took a breath and sat down to rest, not forgetting to test the surroundings.
After another two hours, Wang Fu slowly got up. There was no movement. It seemed that he was dead.
Yang Ku's body was stripped clean, and his clothes, shoes, socks and miscellaneous items were neatly arranged on the ground without pulling anything down.
"The inheritance of the White Emperor!"
Wang Fu thought for a while, and in terms of relationship, he and Yang Ku were from the same school, and their destinies were somewhat similar.
Both are disciples of Yunyang Temple, secretly possessing the inheritance of the True Immortal Mansion, and their fortunes are also beyond ordinary people.
Such a template is the perfect destiny for the protagonist!
It's a pity that two people who are too similar to each other are destined to be enemies.
From the first moment he saw Yang Ku, Wang Fu knew he was not going to deal with this person. After experiencing various things, he became more determined to kill this person.
To this day, it is finally paid off.
"No?"
Wang Fu rummaged through it and found that there was no secret book, several bottles of red gold pills, an iron feather fan, and several magical weapons that had not yet been refined.
"Are all good things hidden at home?"
Wang Fu shook his head. It was impossible. With Yang Ku's character, he would never put things anywhere other than his body.
"Does he also have storage space?
This possibility was also rejected, as no storage magic weapon was found.
Wang Fu's heart moved, and his eyes fell on Yang Ku's body, the surface of his skin was still glowing with silver.
"burn."
Wang Fu took a deep breath, condensed the firelight with his hands, and lowered them towards Yang Ku's body.
boom!
The fire rose up and enveloped Yang Ku. The fire became more and more intense, and the gravel on the ground was melting and flowing everywhere.
"There is indeed a ghost."
After burning for a full day and night, Yang Ku's body had only shrunk in size, but his appearance was still lifelike.
"Golden body?"
Wang Fu became more and more certain that Yang Ku practiced some kind of secret technique, and his whole body muscles and bones were metalized, and his body could remain incorruptible after death.
Presumably, this is one of the contents of the secret scripture passed down by the White Emperor.
He still doesn't believe it. There are things in this world that can resist fire. One day is not enough for two days, and two days is not enough for three days.
Wang Fu continued to use his magic power to activate the power of wind and fire, wrapping Yang Ku's body. The temperature kept rising, and there was a sizzling sound of melting on the ground.
It took a full thirteen days for Yang Ku's body to sink to the ground, and the surrounding area melted and collapsed, forming a bowl-like pit. The surface was covered with a layer of melted and solidified glass, which shone brightly when the sunlight hit it.
"It's done."
Wang Fu stretched out his hand and raised two things from the pile of ashes, a hollow golden ball and a fist-sized golden elixir.
"Yang Ku actually mastered the golden elixir?"
Wang Fu was shocked and his attention fell on the golden elixir, guessing that it had something to do with the practice.
"This is not a golden elixir, it should be similar to a relic or something."
Wang Fu did not dare to touch the golden elixir with his bare hands. He first burned it with fire for a long time, but the color did not change and became slightly hot. Then he washed it with condensed water vapor, but there was still no change.
"I'm afraid that only by obtaining the White Emperor's secret code can we know the use of this thing?"
Wang Fu looked at the hollow gold ball again. It was made of gold wire and had five layers inside and outside, which could rotate with each other.
"interesting."
It looks like a rather novel toy.
Wang Fu fiddled with it a little, and the golden ball rotated, and the criss-crossed golden threads intertwined into dazzling patterns.
Suddenly, Wang Fu's eyes blurred, and he seemed to see vague handwriting, but he caught a glimpse of it. He wanted to look at it again but couldn't.
He stared at it for a full quarter of an hour before he saw the handwriting reappearing. This time he paid attention and saw it clearly.
"The Secret Book of the White Emperor of the West."
The six characters indicate the identity of this golden ball.
Wonderful!
Wang Fu fiddled with the golden ball, and there were more and more handwritings, connected from beginning to end to form lines, which seemed to be the main text of the secret code.
“Exquisite craftsmanship.”
What was presented to Wang Fu was the introductory technique from the White Emperor's Secret Code, called 'Jinghe Boundless Breath'.
Wang Fu recalled that the white light sprayed out from the opponent's mouth and nose was as fast as a flying sword and lethal. It should be this secret technique.
Jinghe Boundless Breath is similar to Turtle Breath Kung Fu. They are both introductory breathing techniques used to regulate the circulation in the body.
The Turtle Breathing Technique is for stability, while the Jinghe Boundless Breathing Technique is for speed. The speed of practice is extremely fast, brave and vigorous.
This is also the fundamental reason why Yang Ku entered music within a year.
However, this technique has great flaws. Although it is fast, it has a high probability of going astray, and it is often easy to go astray. Therefore, its successors often have a high incidence of illness and die too quickly, so that the population is very thin.
Yang Ku's luck is astonishing. After practicing this method, he has traveled a thousand miles, relying on his luck to avoid detours and go smoothly.
As for the huge damage caused by Yang Ku's mouth spitting out white light before, it has gone beyond the scope of entry-level basics. He needs to practice a "hard-hearted" secret technique in order to swallow white light that is sharper than a knife.
Those bottles of golden pills are the elixirs used for training.
“The taste is quite strong.”
Wang Fu held a golden pill, brought it to his nose and sniffed it. A pungent metallic smell hit him, and he immediately felt conflicted.
What a hard-hearted person, it is not the Dharma at first sight!