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Chapter 54 Day Trip
Li Ming did not rest immediately after returning to the room. Instead, he had a very strange feeling, as if he had experienced a night of fighting. Such high-intensity spellcasting was also a kind of polishing for his soul, in order to verify his ideas.

Li Ming sat cross-legged and tried to use his mental method. A feeling of enlightenment came to his heart. At this moment, his mind was empty and his spiritual energy was almost exhausted. But it was at this moment that he could feel a trace of the most fundamental soul power.

This is the difference between the living soul and the dead soul, that is, a little vitality, a ray of yang. At this moment, Li Ming suddenly realized the mystery of the soul's travel, why solitary yin cannot grow, and solitary yang cannot be born.

And at this moment, Li Ming's soul floated out of the room like a fairy. The purple energy of the morning sun is the best at restraining evil spirits, but it also contains vitality and nourishes the growth of all things. At this moment, at this moment, Li Ming's soul recovered rapidly under the sunlight, and his thoughts suddenly became more masculine.

Li Ming knew that his day trip was a success!
He even realized that the spiritual energy consumed last night was rapidly recovering in the morning glow.

Looking back on yesterday's fight, there were quite a few dangerous moments. If it weren't for my profound cultivation, the superb magic inherited from my master that could restrain the evil arts, and my own hard work in martial arts that made my body strong, my endurance would have been much better than that of the average cultivator. I would have fallen into the hands of others.

He couldn't help but feel a little scared. Although he had reincarnated several times and had a deep foundation, he still didn't know much about the fighting methods in this world. If he wasn't careful, he might fail.

After all, there are some more things related to the soul, and I have only been practicing in this area for ten years, which is far less than my own accumulation in martial arts.

"I just don't know if these things can be used in the real world." Li Ming also muttered in his heart.

After all, all fighting skills based on the human body can be considered universal, such as qi and blood. He has tried it in the main world and can feel it, but Li Ming did not practice it deliberately. He just regarded it as a very special technique to integrate strength.

However, many of the spells in this world seem to be asking the gods to send down divine power. It is still a question whether they can be used when the time comes and how powerful they will be when they are used.

"Forget it, let's not talk about the practice method for now. Anyway, if I perform well and get more entries and some points, I will be successful." Li Ming thought optimistically.

He wanted to take a rest, but now that he had recovered with the opportunity of breakthrough, Li Ming looked at the pile of spoils that he asked Chang Miao to carry back.

"It's time for the much-loved monster-killing and treasure chest-dropping part again. Let's see how lucky I am."

Li Ming muttered, reached out to rummage through and pick things up, and soon picked out a few books and bone scrolls.

While watching, I complained in my heart, others are cultivating immortality and I am also cultivating immortality. For others in the Qi training stage, storage bags and storage rings are essential. I am now considered the leader of the younger generation, but I can't even get a storage magic tool.

Thinking about how he naively asked Fuyouzi if he had such a treasure to give him, Fuyouzi laughed and scolded him, saying that he himself did not have one, and as far as he knew, only a few major sects in the world might have it.

"Wow, there's a diary too. Who's a serious person who writes a diary?"

Li Ming became interested when he saw the notebook in his hand and read it carefully.

Calling it a diary isn't quite right; it's more accurate to call it a casual cultivator's practice notes or travelogue. He calls himself Huang Laoqi, and has three older brothers and three older sisters, but they all died young due to various accidents. Of course, the biggest reason for this was probably his family's poverty, unable to afford to raise children.

Originally, Huang Laoqi should have followed in their footsteps, but it is not right to say whether he has a good or bad fate. His horoscope is good and the time of his birth is very rare, which makes him quite suitable for practicing an evil method, of course, as a material.

It just so happened that there was a cultivator who wanted to practice evil skills but was worried about the materials. He traveled all over the country and finally gathered nine children whose birth dates met the requirements. In other words, he accepted nine disciples to practice his skills. Of course, he would not tell others about it openly, but instead coaxed them into practicing with him.

He really has magic skills. He can fool these ordinary villagers by showing off his skills. He says that he will teach them to practice and they will become immortals in the future. If they still can't be persuaded, he will use magic in the middle of the night to steal, rob and buy things.

Anyway, in the end, I gathered all the materials needed to practice "Nine Sons of the Same Fate Ghostly Art", no, the talents needed, and then found a desolate place to practice every day.

Of course, since this evil method requires so much and the process of practicing is so difficult, it is naturally very powerful.

How powerful is this method? After practicing this method, the nine sons have the same heart and the same fate, and the nine ghosts each have their own magical powers. What's more mysterious is that as long as one of them survives, then even if the other eight are killed, they can still practice again.

The person who can practice such a secret method is naturally not a simple person. He is the evil giant who brought disaster to the people a hundred years ago, the leader of the Tianyin Sect, Xuan Chenzi. Just looking at the name, doesn’t it sound like a crooked sect?

In fact, the Tianyin Sect was originally both good and evil. Although it was a side sect, it had not entered the devil's way. It was not until Xuan Chenzi became the leader that he took an unconventional approach, gradually deviated from the side sect, entered the devil's way, and committed many evil deeds.

Of course, this also led to bad consequences, so that the Tianyin Sect was wiped out, and he was the only one who escaped. Afterwards, in order to avenge himself, he decided to practice the "Nine Sons with the Same Fate Ghostly Art". This art is a forbidden technique of the Tianyin Sect. Not only is it difficult to practice, the practice process is also extremely cruel. It is really against the harmony of nature, so it is listed as a forbidden technique.

But now the entire Tianyin Sect is gone, and he is the only one left without troops. He himself has a vicious mind, so naturally he has no scruples. He is determined to master this magical power so that he can take revenge on these so-called righteous people.

After practicing in the mountains for seven or eight years, the nine children who practiced magic skills suffered a lot of torture. Even though the little ghost that Huang Laoqi practiced was roasted with magic fire for 49 days, the torture he himself suffered was more than that.

When he was a child, he hated the 'master' who brought him pain and torture, but his mind had already been twisted in the process of growing up, and he eventually embarked on the same path as his master.

Isn't it that in a sense, you have become the person you hate the most?

It's hard to judge a person like this. As the old saying goes, there's always something hateful about a pitiful person. Actually, the reverse is also true. Was it wrong for his parents to sell him to an immortal because he was born poor? His parents were just trying to keep him alive.

He was just using his whole life to heal his dark childhood. In fact, Huang Laoqi's experience can be regarded as a microcosm of the life of many evil monks. He was not a bad person since birth, but he had no choice.

What’s funny is that in his later cultivation career, he harmed even more people than his master.

(End of this chapter)