After becoming a disciple of Chen Hai, Ye Fangxian's cave was opened halfway up the Black Narcissus Mountain.
After entering the Black Water Ten Thousand Spirits Pond for several hours without any gains, he said hello to Chen Hai, then left the place dejectedly and returned to his cave.
Ye Fangxian had to get out of this situation on his own. Outsiders couldn't help him even if they wanted to.
Frowning, Chen Hai walked back and forth for a while in the inheritance hall.
"Fang Xian is the reincarnation of an innate spiritual treasure. In terms of qualifications, he definitely has nothing to say."
"In the Blackwater Ten Thousand Spirits Pond, he didn't get any inheritance. It must have nothing to do with his qualifications."
"Perhaps, the Blackwater True Technique that I created is still flawed in some aspects, or perhaps, it is precisely because Ye Fangxian's extraordinary origin does not match the Blackwater True Technique that this result occurred."
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After thinking about it for a long time, Chen Hai said to himself.
The inheritance of the true Dharma is so weird sometimes.
Like his wife Ye Qingqing, before she joined the Bloodthirsty Sect, she made many attempts and tried every possible means, but was still unable to help her step into the threshold of spiritual practice.
But after becoming a member of the Bloodthirsty Sect, she seemed to be cheating, her strength improved by leaps and bounds, and she even took the position of the leader of the Bloodthirsty Sect.
The Black Water True Dharma was founded by Chen Hai, and the person who knows the most about it must be himself.
However, it was his first time to create this method and he had no experience at all. In many places, he took it for granted and relied on his feelings to make sense.
The most he can do is guarantee that even if nothing is gained during the inheritance of the true method, he should still be able to escape without much danger.
To be honest, after practicing this method, a person who has accepted the inheritance of his own true method will never be able to surpass himself in terms of strength and realm. He himself does not know what kind of miracles he will have in other aspects.
In the inheritance hall, Chen Hai thought about it for most of the day.
If you want to perfect the true black water method, deduce other inherited methods, and infuse it into the rolling black water in the Wanling Pond, this is a long-term process and cannot be accomplished in a short time.
Since Ye Fangxian cannot obtain the inheritance and practice the Black Water True Dharma, Chen Hai has nothing to do about it for the time being.
Thinking that he had no other disciples to perfect the inheritance of the true method, he thought about it and decided to let it go first.
The existence of Demon King Chi Li made Chen Hai feel like he was in trouble. It was already imminent to improve his strength as much as possible.
In the cultivation hall, he looked at his eyes, nose and heart, and sat down cross-legged.
"By the way, how can we forget the necessary recreational activities before practicing?"
Chen Hai, who was just about to enter cultivation, suddenly slapped his forehead.
He took out his storage bag and took out the straw men, animal skins, Hong Ming Dao and other objects used to cast the seven-day curse one by one.
The animal skin with the characters "Chi Li Demon King" written on it was covered over the straw man.
With the appearance of the Demon King Chili in his mind, he asked the skinned man to stand upright in front of him, and he began to mutter something.
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Within the Hundred Thousand Mountains, at the foot of the continuous mountains, in an underground cave...
The Demon King Chili, who fled back to his own territory from the Cangshan Mountain in embarrassment, has been huddled here.
He has not seen any of the monsters under his command.
The reason for this is very simple, because he simply cannot trust these guys.
After all, the demon clan is inherently cruel and cruel, and there is not much friendship at all. Who knows, what other thoughts will those guys have after they know that he is cursed, his strength is greatly reduced, and he has no way to take action?
With the temperament of those demon clans, it is impossible to say that they swallowed the demon king Chili alive and used it as qualifications for their own cultivation and promotion.
It was precisely because of his sudden disappearance that the demon clan under him lost their backbone. They invaded the surrounding areas and were defeated so miserably that they were driven back to the Hundred Thousand Mountains by the human race.
"Those human races in the Cangshan area are so despicable and shameless that they cannot defeat me head-on. They actually used this vicious curse to plot against me!"
"During the days when I was huddled in an underground cave, I don't know how many demon tribesmen lost their lives at the hands of humans."
"Blood debts need blood to repay. In at most half a year, I should be able to completely resolve the curse on my body."
"At that time, I will make the Cangshan land flow like a river of blood, and I will kill all the races in the land."
"Only in this way can I wash away the endless shame they have brought me..."
Like a statue, Demon King Chi Li, who had not seen any movement for several days, slowly opened his eyes.
After feeling the remaining curse power in his body, he breathed a sigh of relief and said to himself.
But before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt that the little curse power left in his body seemed to have received some kind of blessing, and it suddenly increased dozens or hundreds of times out of thin air.
"My lord, it must be those insidious human races in Cangshan Mountain who are cursing me again."
"Is it over yet? If you continue to curse like this, even if you are as powerful as me, you will only die."
"Damn guys, what kind of curse did they use? Aren't they worried that if they didn't curse me to death, it would cause fatal backlash to themselves?"
With just enough time to groan, Demon King Chi Li felt his eyes go dark. His five senses had been deprived of him again, and his whole body couldn't help but fall into silence again.
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On the top of the Black Water Immortal Mountain, in the cultivation hall.
"Cultivation requires a balance between work and rest, so that the effect of cultivation can be doubled with half the effort."
"Before you officially start practicing, you can have some proper entertainment and your whole body will feel refreshed and comfortable!"
Looking at the skin-covered man lying in front of him, with seven orifices pierced, and traces of black blood soaking out of the seven holes from time to time, Chen Hai muttered a few words to himself.
If you are in a happy mood, your cultivation efficiency will also increase. Except for the fur-covered man with bleeding from his seven orifices, who still stayed on the ground without paying attention to him, other objects used to cast the seven-day curse were put away one by one.
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After doing all this, he sat cross-legged on the ground without any delay and quickly entered into concentration.
In the past few days, his mind had been on the seven-day curse, and other things were temporarily ignored by him.
But now, as soon as he entered concentration, he found that something seemed to be wrong with his body.
Wisps of pure power seemed to have the same origin as him. The origin was unknown, but it came across the endless void. It appeared inexplicably in his Dantian Qi sea, and then bit by bit, it integrated into every part of his body.
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His method of cultivation is based on cultivating oneself.
But in this strange situation, he didn't have to do anything at all. His level of strength seemed to naturally increase to a certain extent.
Of course, this growth rate is not very fast.
Looking inside his whole body, Chen Hai carefully observed it for a long time.
According to his estimate, the power that came from nowhere and was integrated into his body was roughly equivalent to about one-fifth of the power he gained from practicing hard behind closed doors.
If this power can flow into his body continuously, then the five years of his hard training will be equivalent to the six years of his previous training.
"What the hell is going on?" Although it was very satisfying to gain strength without working hard, Chen Hai would not be able to let go without understanding this matter. This chapter has been completed!