Cheng Ling unexpectedly obtained the Great Underworld Secret, but was not very surprised. For him, with the Golden Page, no other technique in the world could compare. After pondering for a while, he said: "Xiaoyue, can you practice this technique?"
Hu Yue was even more shocked and asked: "What? Master, if you want to give it to me, don't you plan to practice the skills in it?"
Cheng Ling shook his head and said: "After all, I come from the immortal world. No matter how powerful the skills in the Netherworld are, they are of little use to me. If you can practice them, take them!"
Hu Yue was grateful in her heart and said: "Thank you Master. Unfortunately, this technique is too powerful. With my cultivation and body, I'm afraid I can't bear it. However, Bai Yu can practice it. She has reached the ghost king realm. It can completely withstand the technique of the Great Underworld God Technique."
"But I advise Master to try to practice. Now that you are in the Netherworld, monks at a lower level than you may not be able to see through it, but if you meet powerful people like Huangquan Emperor or Five Directions Ghost Emperor, you can easily see through the reality."
"Although there is no big conflict between the Nether World and the Immortal World, the interfaces are different and they are always repellent to outsiders. Practicing the Great Underworld Art can hide the aura of the Immortal World in you very well, and it will be much easier to do things in the future. "
"One more thing, I have to remind my master, that Bai Yu is not as simple as she appears. I can always feel a very special aura about her, which is different from the ordinary Nether Clan."
Cheng Ling's heart stirred. Bai Yu could not say anything else, but she could so easily kill Night Owl, who was as powerful as her, and she could quickly recover after being poisoned by the Phantom. This really made him a little confused. It seems that I need to pay special attention to it in the future.
After being reminded by Hu Yue, he also felt that his status as a monk in the immortal world was very sensitive in the Netherworld. In this case, he had to study the Great Nether God Technique carefully. One can hide one's true identity, and the other can also be used as a reference to understand the supreme skills of the Netherworld, which may be helpful for future practice.
He then looked intently at the illusory little man, and after a moment, a piece of information came to his mind: the reincarnation of the Netherworld, where life and death follow it, and the yin and yang of life and death are all the power of Hades...
The more Cheng Ling looked at it, the more shocked he became. The mysterious and complicated cultivation techniques of this Great Underworld Art were no less mysterious and complicated than the Nine Transformations of the True Dragon, and were only a hair away from the Golden Page Technique. What surprised him even more was that in it, the cultivation methods of the four artistic conceptions of life, death, yin and yang were explained in simple and in-depth terms.
Just a general outline gave him a feeling of enlightenment and enlightenment! The artistic conceptions of yin and yang have been understood in the fairy world, and have been advanced to 60%, but the artistic conceptions of life and death have no clue at all.
The ten most difficult artistic conceptions in the world to comprehend: time, space, heaven, earth, life, death, yin, yang, light, and darkness. So far, six of them have been comprehended.
He believed that as long as he followed the cultivation methods, he might soon be able to comprehend the two major artistic conceptions of birth and death. By then, the two major artistic conceptions of heaven and earth would be complete.
This is an incredible achievement. Since the birth of Hongmeng Universe, there have been as many monks as there are sands of sand in the Ganges River. No monk has ever been able to comprehend all of these ten types. Even if there are eight types, there are only a handful of them.
He took a deep breath and suppressed the joy in his heart for the time being. The technique of the Great Underworld Divine Technique was extremely mysterious. In the past three or so hours, he had only scratched the surface of how it could be moved along the path of the technique to absorb the power of the netherworld.
But these are enough. For Cheng Ling, he does not want to become a real Nether Clan, as long as he can fool those powerful people in the Nether World so that they cannot discover his identity. After all, the technique of the Great Underworld God Technique is much more powerful than the technique obtained in the ghost city back then, so it must be more suitable to hide the aura.
The night passed quickly. Cheng Ling also took the opportunity to move a few big Zhoutians, and upgraded his cultivation level to the Immortal Lord stage. At least he didn't look so weak. Then he stood up, carried Qingyi on his back, called Bai Yu again, and came to the court. Walking to Cui Yiyi's courtyard.
He wanted to say goodbye to Cui Yiyi. After arriving in Shady City, the other party was protected by Cui Zhang and no longer needed him. Besides, he also had to find a way to find the ghost-hand miracle doctor to help Qingyi wake up.
When I came outside the courtyard, I was surprised to find that the number of guards patrolling around had increased a lot. There were more than a hundred of them, all in the Ghost King realm, and they were much stronger than the guards under Lotte.
After explaining their purpose, Cui Yiyi and Letian walked out after waiting for a while.
The little girl was a little reluctant and said, "Brother Cheng, are you really going to leave?"
Cheng Ling said: "Yes, now that we have arrived in Shady City safely, I have to go do my own things."
Cui Yiyi wanted to stop her, but Letian coughed dryly and said, "Miss, it doesn't matter if Brother Cheng leaves, don't forget our situation. Although we have entered the Shady City, those people will not give up."
"Hey! Just one night without seeing you, brother Cheng's cultivation has increased a lot. Congratulations!"
Cheng Ling knew that Letian actually meant well and didn't want to get involved in the Cui family's power struggle. He didn't care at the moment and said, "Thank you, Brother Letian, I will be careful!"
Cui Yiyi had no choice but to say: "Brother Cheng, I helped you find out yesterday that the ghost-hand doctor lives in the ghost house in Shady City, but he has a weird temper and is afraid that he will not treat sister Qingyi."
Cheng Ling smiled and said: "Thank you, miss. There will always be a way. It's getting late, so let's say goodbye. I hope we can see you again if we have the opportunity."
After saying that, he turned around gracefully, took Qingyi and Bai Yu, and left.
After walking out of the city lord's mansion, he hired a ghost car and headed in the direction of the ghost house. The two women in the group were both stunningly beautiful. Qingyi was okay, she was wrapped tightly, only one cheek was exposed, but Bai Yu's appearance was a bit too attractive, and she did not avoid unnecessary trouble. Take a ride there.
The ghost-hand doctor is very famous in the Netherworld, so the location of the ghost house is naturally beyond the reach of the doctor. After wandering for two hours, he finally arrived at his destination.
"Sir, madam, the ghost house has arrived. It is the residence of the ghost-hand doctor. The ghost car cannot go up there."
Cheng Ling opened the curtain and looked up. In front of him was a single peak. The single peak was very high, reaching straight into the dark sky. Looking up from the bottom of the peak, there were countless steps.
He took a deep breath, took out the ghost stone, paid the fare, and walked up the steps.
Bai Yu followed him step by step. Cheng Ling appreciated this very much. Whether in the city lord's palace or along the road, she just followed him closely without asking any unnecessary questions. Such a beautiful and elegant woman was actually very calm.
Cheng Ling walked towards the top of the single peak step by step, without flying, because he saw many monks walking towards the top of the single peak step by step, and every monk had a look of respect on his face, which was a sign of respect for him. Respect a medical saint.
After walking for an hour, we arrived halfway up the mountain.
He saw five houses on the mountainside, and monks were lining up outside each house. Cheng Ling came to the queue outside a house and asked a female cultivator softly: "May I ask, girl, which one of these five houses belongs to the senior ghost-hand miracle doctor?"
The female cultivator looked at Cheng Ling in surprise, and then said softly: "Is this your first time here?"
"Yes." Cheng Ling nodded slightly and said, "Please let me clear up my doubts."
The female cultivator said softly: "There are no ghost-hand doctors in these five buildings, but five disciples of the ghost-hand doctors. Although they are not as good as them, their alchemy and medical skills are also top-notch. We are all waiting here." Ask them to help you make elixirs."
Cheng Ling nodded lightly, feeling secretly happy in his heart. He never expected that even the disciples of the Ghost Hand Miracle Doctor could be so powerful. It seemed that there was hope for Qingyi's recovery. He then asked the female cultivator in a low voice: "Where is the senior doctor with ghost hands?"
"You continue to walk up. The house of the Ghost Hand Doctor is at the top of the mountain. However, the Ghost Hand Doctor is not willing to treat just anyone. He has a very weird temper and often has to meet a requirement before he is willing to treat someone."
"Oh!" Cheng Ling raised his head and glanced at the peak. He bowed his hands and thanked the female cultivator, then continued walking towards the peak.
Another half an hour later, Cheng Ling reached the top of the mountain, where there was another house. There were also monks waiting outside the house. However, the number of people was much smaller, only five people. After all, the ghost-hand doctor's temper was well-known far and wide, so he didn't have to come up to challenge him.
There is a chair outside the house, and a child is sitting on the chair. Seeing Cheng Ling and Bai Yu walking up, he glanced at them lightly and said indifferently: "You are here to see the ghost-hand doctor? Do you want to cure diseases or refine elixirs?"
Cheng Ling cupped his hands and said: "This little brother, I want to seek treatment from him. The friend on my back has been unconscious and I want to ask him to take a look."
Only then did the boy see Qingyi carrying Cheng Ling behind him, nodded, and said calmly: "Wait here, there are five more people queuing up ahead."
Cheng Ling nodded and stood aside to wait patiently. When Bai Yu saw him, she didn't say anything and stood beside him silently, waiting together.
In this way, watching the people in line in front go in one by one, it took almost half an hour for each person, but without exception, every monk who came out of the room had his brows furrowed, as if he had encountered something extremely difficult. A look of despair.
Cheng Ling was confused. It was only after the boy reminded him that he finally woke up and walked into the house.
Walking into the house, after passing a certain distance, a light shines in front of my eyes. I didn't expect that it was a small house from the outside, but there was a whole world inside. This is a large courtyard with many herbs planted in the courtyard, and those herbs are basically unique to the Netherworld.
Directly in front of the courtyard, there is another hall. In front of the hall, there is a young man wearing a moon-white gown standing at the door, playing with a simple palace lantern in his hand.
Cheng Ling hurriedly took a few steps forward and asked, "This little brother, does he know where the magic doctor with ghost hands is?"
The young man was stunned and turned to look at Cheng Ling. However, he frowned and said, "Humans? You are not monks from the Netherworld! Oh? Looking at the woman behind you, she must have been unconscious for a long time. She must have come to beg for help." He's a doctor, I think. As for the other one, he's also very interesting. Even so, it's all in vain. I'm sorry, but I won't accept you. I'm sending you off!"
Sword Roar and Longxiang reminds you: Please bookmark it after reading it (), it will be more convenient to read it again.
