A mortal asks the heavens: I want to become an immortal

In the Zixiao Hall, the head of the sect, Gui Yuanzi, and a group of elders gathered here. The corpse of the golden-horned silver snake was placed on the ground. It had been completely drained of its spiritual power and blood.

"Who on earth is so cruel? This matter must be investigated thoroughly." Gui Yuanzi's voice was sonorous and resentful.

Zhuo Yihang walked around the corpse and shook his head.

"It's really strange. Even if there are evil people who sneak into our sect, they can't kill the golden-horned silver snake and absorb all its essence without anyone noticing. Could it be that a great demon with supernatural powers has appeared?

Impossible. If such a guy really appeared, he would not come specifically to find the golden-horned silver snake. And there is no demonic or evil breath there. It's strange, really strange."

Then everyone began to analyze it one by one. Everyone also looked inside the cave of the golden-horned silver snake. The medicinal materials were basically there, and all kinds of gold, silver and jewelry were not lost. No useful evidence was found at all.

Now the only place to find clues is the body of the golden-horned silver snake. Everyone guessed many reasons, and the final target was pointed to the inside of our sect.

However, it is not very realistic to say that it was inside our sect. The golden-horned silver snake has practiced for thousands of years, and its strength should not be underestimated. Even Gui Yuanzi may not be able to defeat it, let alone others.

In addition, if the masters of several peaks of our sect did not practice evil skills, there is no need to absorb its origin and blood power. Gui Yuanzi knows his junior brothers very well, and no one practices that kind of evil skills.

To say that this matter may be done by a disciple is even more a fantasy. After the war, all sects withered, and the cultivation of genius disciples was also limited. Who has the ability to kill the golden-horned silver snake without anyone noticing?

Countless conjectures cannot be confirmed, and they cannot withstand scrutiny. The Purple Sky Hall is really filled with a large cloud of worry.

As the sun rose, a purple gas suddenly appeared in the sky. Ah Niu started to practice the Great Sunset Cloud Technique and in a blink of an eye, he sucked the purple gas into his stomach, turning it into a pure mana that condensed in the Purple Palace.

It first condensed into a fist-sized gas. As the mysterious technique was practiced, it was condensed into a drop of liquid mana the size of a rice grain, like a drop of water.

Then, every time he breathed, purple gas was inhaled, until after 7749 purple gas, he could no longer absorb a trace of purple gas.

This was also the maximum amount of purple gas that could be absorbed every day.

But he did not open his eyes and continued to practice. At this moment, all the purple gas had been condensed and liquefied and lingered motionlessly in the center of the Purple Palace. At this moment, they were already the size of soybeans, but this group of purple gas was still condensing and its volume was constantly shrinking.

After an hour, the soybean-sized purple gas group had condensed into the size of sand and no longer changed. At this moment, it can be seen that this crystal condensed into sand is the final form.

Don't look at its tiny size. As long as the consciousness touches it, you can feel the terrifying energy contained in that tiny body.

Slowly opening his eyes, Ah Niu can feel that this Great Sunset Cloud Technique is really mysterious.

He recalled that he read the whole book of this technique last night. This book is not as obscure as the later period of Tyrant Body Technique, and there are some annotations in some places, which makes it easier to understand.

I don't know why, according to the beginning of the book, those who practice this technique must be very smart, have excellent spiritual roots, and have a deep origin, otherwise they can't even get a glimpse of the path.

After seeing this, he wanted to give up, but he still wanted to try it with a little bit of luck. He never thought that today's try was not as difficult as he imagined, and he got started at once.

Could it be that his spiritual roots were changed, and that flower was still the rumored cleansing spirit flower? He couldn't figure it out for a while, but he thought that if he had the chance, he would test it again and he would know.

After thinking through all this, he stopped worrying and continued to practice this skill. At this time, he also discovered that this internal skill was completely different from the physical training skill of the Tyrant Body Skill.

The Tyrant Body Skill depends on the physical training. When the physical training is strong enough, it will generate true qi and turn it into mana. However, this Sunset Cloud Skill relies on directly absorbing external spiritual energy to improve the cultivation.

In this case, a huge amount of spiritual energy is needed. Unfortunately, the spiritual energy here is thin, and practicing this skill is really a drop in the bucket. It is difficult to improve.

Fortunately, it can also absorb the innate purple energy of the rising sun, otherwise it is really difficult to move forward. It seems that if you want to practice this skill, you can't just sit and meditate. You must find a place with abundant spiritual energy.

Opening his eyes, he simply stopped practicing, because continuing would only be a waste of time.

This Great Sunset Clouds Technique is divided into nine levels. If you practice the first level, you can practice the third level of Qi. If you practice the second level, you can fly with flying objects. As long as you practice to the third level, you can impact the foundation. Thinking of this information in his mind, Ah Niu couldn't help but feel yearning.

Since this place is not suitable for practicing the Great Sunset Clouds Technique, he can only practice the Tyrant Body Technique first. Now that he has mastered the first level, he will start practicing the second level.

This second level of skills trains the tendons and skin. After practicing, ordinary swords and knives can hardly hurt them. The practice method is also very strange. It is to find a big waterfall and let the waterfall continuously hit your body. As the saying goes, dripping water wears away the stone. If you use it to sharpen the bones and skin, every part of the body will be sharpened to the right place.

But there is no such place on Zixia Peak, as for other places in this sect.

Since he has been staying here for these years, he really doesn't know where there is such a place, so he can only ask his senior brothers.

The first person he thought of was Senior Brother Liu Mochou of Tianbao Pavilion. The person he is most familiar with in these years may be him, and Senior Brother Liu Mochou is approachable and easy to talk to, and he also likes to interact with him very much.

Thinking of this, he returned to the house and took out some silver and money, just in time to buy some more necessities for life.

Turning over the bedding, there were a full ten gold ingots weighing about one pound at the head of the bed. He picked up one, thinking that such a big thing would definitely attract attention if it was taken out, and it would be bad if people became suspicious.

Thinking of this, he looked around and saw the black short knife that he had thrown in the corner, which was already covered with dust. This knife was the hatchet he made with an unknown iron ingot.

Seeing it, some bad memories would be evoked in his heart, which is why he has not used it for so many years.

At this moment, he walked to the corner, stretched out his hand to pick up the knife. It was still heavy in his hand, but he had grown up and his strength was much better than before, so this weight of five or six hundred kilograms was as effortless for him as an adult holding a wooden stick.