For several days in a row, visitors kept coming to Shaotian's room every day. Most of them were powerful figures from various sects or the country. They all had the same purpose, to win over Shaotian.
Zheng Yiming, everyone who knows him knows that he has learned the art of cultivation from his father since he was a child, and entered the Kuaishou sect, one of the ten holy places, at the age of ten. And at the age of only twenty this year, his cultivation level has reached the fifth level of the Earth-shattering Heaven.
He was famous. However, he had bad habits in life and died in the world. Everyone was hesitant about his character.
And Shaotian subdued him easily, which is enough to show his strength, there is no doubt about it.
He was not used to having busybodies disturbing him every day, and he could no longer meditate and practice properly.
In the dead of night, Shaotian felt like something was attracting him, so he jumped onto the roof, flew eastward, and made several leaps in a row until he came to an uninhabited cave.
What surprised him was that although the cave was covered with dust and spider webs, upon closer inspection, it looked like a stone chamber. He didn't know if anyone had lived here before.
"Okay, I'll practice here."
After Shaotian made his decision, he began to clean up the stone chamber. There were more than a dozen bronze medicine cauldrons in this open stone chamber, as well as several stone tables and several stone chairs. There was also a book placed on a stone table.
It seems very old, at least hundreds of years.
Shaotian picked up the book, rubbed it, and suddenly felt a series of spiritual imprints pressing into his heart, making him almost bleed. What is certain is that this book was originally owned by a strong man with advanced cultivation. Fortunately, Shaotian used the ancient secrets
The mirror technique in the classics can completely isolate all mental harm.
He flipped through the book carefully and discovered to his surprise that it was actually a notebook.
"When I first came here, I encountered the Demon King Red-Blooded Thunder Leopard. After a bloody battle, I killed the Demon King at the expense of my own mysterious fluid. I was also seriously injured. I fear it will be difficult to advance further in the future."
"Huan Dao is ungrateful. He killed my wife and children in order to seize my secret book. If we don't take revenge, we will never live together!"
"I leave here the secret technique and a destined person, hoping that they will destroy the illusion on my behalf and avenge me."
"..."
This is what this handbook basically tells. Shaotian put it back in its place and followed the instructions in it to look at the surrounding walls.
There was a stripe network looming on the wall that seemed to appear but not appear. Shaotian looked at it carefully and suddenly exclaimed:
"This...this is the ancient secret book!"
Shaotian was shocked. No one in the world knows this magic better than him. He knew it the first time he saw it.
"Strange, how could this senior know about the Ancient Secret Code?"
The Ancient Secret Book of the Desolate was passed down by the founder of the Desolate Clan. Its profound meaning is extremely complex, and few people in the world can truly understand it. And it has always been sealed within the Desolate Clan and has never appeared in the world.
Shaotian was puzzled by what kind of connection this senior master who had lived in this stone room had with the Huang clan.
"No matter how many things there are, I can just take this opportunity to practice in seclusion here. There are notes here on some points that I have not understood over the years."
Afterwards, Shaotian sat cross-legged and meditated on the secret book. The golden Mingxuan in Shaotian's divine court was already as big as a fist, dazzling and full of vitality.
At the center of Mingxuan, the clouds are billowing, like smoke rising straight up. It is no longer diffuse and lingering as before, like an active volcano erupting, and it may enter the third level at any time.
Shaotian's golden Mingxuan could not remain calm, it was gushing out all the time, as if it was about to communicate with the profound energy of heaven and earth and release the mysterious water.
Whenever he fell into a ethereal state, waves of waves would be heard in the divine court, and the faint sound of waves would come out of his body, and his whole body would be shrouded in a layer of sacred light.
There may even be some strange phenomena in Fate Xuan, with the center continuously erupting like an undersea volcano, and lightning often flashes across, creating a scene of doomsday.
When he runs the skills recorded in the "Ancient Secret Code", powerful life fluctuations will suddenly occur in Shaotian's body, and the golden life star is as gorgeous as a sun. The source of vitality is endless, and his limbs and bones are all affected by this.
After receiving nourishment, the body became extremely powerful, much more tyrannical than before.
"Cultivation really does get more difficult the further you go."
Shaotian was a little regretful. He had tried to reach the realm of King Xuan five times in the past few days, but none of them had succeeded.
On this day, he left the stone room and tried to control his vitality on the top of the mountain. Waves of life surged into the sky, and a ball of holy vitality rushed out of the divine court, surrounded him, and actually took him more than three feet above the ground, moving forward.
Fly away.
"Plop!"
Unfortunately, after flying only a few meters, Shaotian fell to the ground.
"Yuan Qi can never replace Xuan Qi. If you don't enter the Xuanhuang realm, it will be difficult to fly for a long time. You need a steady supply of Xuan liquid to fly into the sky and escape to the earth."
Even Xuanwang-level cultivators can only rely on Xuan Qi to fly for a short period of time. Like Shaotian, there are very few, almost none, who can temporarily lift into the air using Xuan Qi.
But even so, Shaotian felt that as long as he cooperated with Xiaoyaoyou, his speed would be greatly improved. As expected, using each other in this way was much faster than his running speed, and he could step on the grass and trees without his feet touching the ground.
, like a gust of breeze.
"Whoosh!"
In a flash, Shaotian returned to Dongyang Town again. It had been more than ten days since he left here. It had been a long time since I had eaten delicious food. I must eat enough this time.
However, when Shaotian came here, he found that the scene in front of him was completely different from before he left, as if it was another world.
Here, there are ruins, collapsed houses, long dead bodies lying everywhere on the ground, and large pools of dried blood on the ground.
Shaotian saw all this scene with his eyes, and the cries and screams could not be heard without stopping.
"What's going on?"
Shaotian found the hotel owner and asked him.
"It's Zheng Yiming. He brought hundreds of disciples of the Kuaishou sect and threatened to destroy you. He couldn't find you for several days. In a fit of rage, he massacred the town angrily."
After hearing this, Shaotian blamed himself. He just wanted to teach the other party a lesson that day, but he didn't expect that he would go even harder and kill hundreds of people in the town.
"Where is he?"
Shaotian turned around and ran away quickly. Anger was burning in his heart. He only had one thought in his mind now: kill Zheng Yiming and avenge the people of the town.
"Crack!"
He was only focused on Shaotian running away, and did not notice a woman walking towards him in front of him. The two collided directly, and the woman was knocked several meters away.
"Oh! You're going to die! You don't have eyesight when you walk!"
The woman was very direct and cursed loudly. Her left hand touched her other arm, which was in great pain and seemed to be broken.
Shaotian stepped forward to apologize, but as soon as he touched the woman's arm, the woman left a five-fingered red mark on his face.