My Heaven-Defying Spirit

"The door is blocked. If someone breaks in by force, everything inside will be destroyed."

call!

Ming Huaishang took a deep breath and said in confusion.

"Since this powerful person left his things here, it must be for someone to inherit his legacy, so why did he set up a restriction here?"

Xiao Qing made a whoosh and transformed into a phantom that appeared in front of Ming Huaishang. It seemed that she had returned to her original appearance, but now she was wearing the purple "black and purple" skirt that Ming Huaishang bought for her.

"You idiot, a strong person must have dignity. If you give things away easily, where will your dignity be?"

Xiaoqing glanced at Ming Huaishang unhappily.

Ming Huaishang laughed awkwardly and muttered softly.

"If we want to save face, we will suffer in our lives."

There seemed to be nothing at the palace gate, but there was only Xiao Qingming Huaishang. The restrictions inside were powerful and revealed invisibly, which was the most deadly.

"Then what should we do next?"

Ming Huaishang was in trouble, as he knew nothing about restrictions.

Xiaoqing raised her head slightly and smiled.

"Of course I will do it. Otherwise, I will have to wait till the end of time if I rely on you."

Xiaoqing formed seals with her hands and muttered something. After a moment, she shouted softly, and a beam of light shot out from Xiaoqing's hands and flew straight to the palace gate.

When the light touched the gate, it instantly turned into countless rays of light, covering the gate like a spider web.

As Xiaoqing continued to cast spells, the restrictions on the door gradually became apparent, making a buzzing sound.

Ming Huaishang was stunned watching from the side, secretly sighing at Xiaoqing's strength.

However, at this moment, the restriction suddenly burst out with powerful force, which pushed Xiaoqing back several steps.

Xiaoqing's face turned pale and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.

"Xiaoqing, are you okay?" Ming Huaishang asked hurriedly.

Xiao Qing shook her head and gritted her teeth, "This restriction is more powerful than I thought..."

Xiaoqing's body is not a physical entity. Its essence is the original power in Ming Huaishang's body. However, the restrictions of the palace can block any spying, so Xiaoqing really suffered a loss this time.

"But I have already guessed the conditions for the ban to work."

Xiaoqing suddenly revealed a faint smile at the corner of her mouth. She gently wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, then cast her gaze towards the two stone lions beside the palace gate. She pointed her finger in the air, and two beams of light shot out from Xiaoqing's body, eventually covering the stone lions.

The two stone lions slowly turned around and spit out two glowing beads. Xiaoqing reached out to catch the beads and put them into the grooves on both sides of the gate.

In an instant, the entire palace was shining with dazzling light, and the ban disappeared.

"Success!" Ming Huaishang shouted excitedly.

Xiaoqing smiled and nodded, her eyes were full of fatigue, but also revealed a hint of satisfaction.

"Okay, I just used up some of my original power. I'm a little tired and need to rest. I hope the harvest this time will not be lower than my expectations."

After saying this, Xiaoqing returned to Ming Huaishang's consciousness without hesitation.

When Ming Huaishang just stepped inside, he felt an indescribable excitement. When he was about to quickly walk to a place with magic weapons, Xiaoqing's voice came again.

"Boy, I advise you not to covet those magic weapons. First, there are restrictions on them. Breaking the restrictions consumes as much original power as opening a door. If you pick it up, it will be nothing more than a piece of waste. Second, you also need to be on guard against whether others will covet you. Therefore, I suggest you go to the cultivation method to take a look. The owner of this palace should have been a powerful person above the gods in the past, and his cultivation method must be good."

Ming Huaishang was stunned, and then he could only leave in disappointment. He walked to the ancient and yellowed book and started flipping through it.

One after another, ancient books appeared before his eyes. These were the skills practiced by this powerful god during his lifetime, but now, they were forever buried at the bottom of the lake.

Ming Huaishang felt a strong desire in his heart. He stared at the ancient books with wide eyes, as if he wanted to see the figure of the powerful god through them. His heartbeat accelerated involuntarily, and he thought to himself: "These skills must contain the life essence of that powerful god. If I can understand the secrets, maybe I can follow the path he once walked and become as powerful as him.

"Lone Goose Sword Art, a top-grade low-level technique, Blood Luo Hand, a top-grade mid-level technique, the names and grades of one technique after another came into view, and Ming Huaishang also had a rough understanding of the levels of these techniques."

The skills are divided into low-grade, medium-grade, high-grade and superior-grade, and each type is further divided into low-level, medium-level and high-level. Above them, there are divine-grade, supreme-grade, holy-grade... In short, there are a dazzling array of them.

After flipping through many of them, Ming Huaishang's brows furrowed even more. These techniques were more or less different from his main line of practice. Ming Huaishang had always believed that magic tools were external things, and the practice of techniques was mainly to condense the body and strengthen its foundation. Among these techniques, there was not even a single one that trained the body. The only one that existed was the Blood Luo Hand, but to practice the Blood Luo Hand, one needed to use the blood and essence of one person to sharpen the palm every day, and the number of people would increase as time went on, and it would not be possible to do so for even a day. Although this technique was very powerful, Ming Huaishang believed that it took too long and was too murderous, so it was not suitable for him to practice.

Just as Ming Huaishang continued to search with a frown, Xiaoqing's voice echoed in his mind.

"You can try the Star-Breaking Step."

The sudden voice startled Ming Huaishang. Broken Star Step? He seemed to have remembered something and quickly flipped forward. He finally found a book that looked relatively new. On it were written the three characters Broken Star Step.

Star-Breaking Steps is a top-grade high-level martial art that absorbs the power of the stars to practice and applies it to footwork. The footsteps are illusory and difficult for the enemy to guess, which is really weird.

Looking at the introduction above, Ming Huaishang was stunned. This Broken Star Step seemed to be slightly better than other martial arts. Not to mention that the conditions for practicing were relatively harsh and required the absorption of star power, which could only be manifested in a certain weather environment. Moreover, for Ming Huaishang, who possessed the fragments of the Kirin Law and the Thunder Law, he naturally did not give too much thought to martial arts such as body movements. After all, the Kirin Law had the title of the world's number one secret law.

"If you trust me, take this book, and I'll tell you in detail later."

Then, Xiaoqing's voice stopped talking.

Ming Huaishang was stunned for a moment, but then put the book "Broken Star Steps" into his arms.

Just as he was about to continue scrolling down, he suddenly heard a strange noise coming from outside the palace. The rushing water was pushed aside, and it seemed that another monk had come here.