Daolin listened to Qin Mu's words and looked at the cemetery. What kind of cemetery was it that could reserve a place for people in advance?
"Then how did you discover the secret here?" Dorian asked.
Qin Mu sighed and said, "Wu Ming told me."
"Maybe it's fate. Ten years have passed since I last came here."
"In the second year, Wu Ming brought me here again one night. The position I was standing at that time was almost the same as where we are now."
"He asked me a question then, asking me if I wanted to stay here."
Daolin turned to look at Qin Mu and asked, "What did you say?"
Qin Mu said in a serious tone: "I told him at the time that I didn't want to because I still have my parents and I can't stay here forever."
Daolin nodded. There was nothing wrong with what Qin Mu said. His parents were still alive and his son would not travel far.
"What did he say?"
"He said he could make me directly become the top strong man on this continent and asked me if I was willing."
"You agreed, right?"
"Of course, if I didn't agree, I wouldn't be able to stay here now."
"Then what?"
"Then he told me that after he died, he would be buried in a cemetery with his name engraved on it, and then he gave me nine graves including his."
"He said that on the night of the fifteenth day of every month, I would bring yellow paper and burn it on these nine graves, then sit in the center of their anger, and then silently recite what he told me, and I would learn the immeasurable magical skills."
Dolin could guess these things, but the question of why this tomb was a tripod still bothered him.
"What does this tripod mean?" Dolin asked, pointing to the trees.
"Wu Ming once said that this is the Nine-turn Dragon Cauldron, which was the container used by Cross-Sea God to store his infinite magical power."
Daolin frowned when he heard this. It didn't sound like Qin Mu had made it up, but it was somewhat nonsense. The container was a tree?
"Then what state of practice have you reached now? Why can't I feel the inner strength and true energy from your body?" Daolin asked.
"Because what I have cultivated is not the inner strength or true energy you call it, but divine energy. Of course, if I calculate the realm of cultivation, it should be in the realm of creation." Qin Mu said.
"Creation Realm, eight years of cultivation to reach the Creation Realm?" Qin Mu's words shocked Daolin. This cultivation speed is already very fast, almost surpassing most warriors.
"This magical skill is very difficult. I only have a partial understanding of it. After all, I can only practice one stick of incense a month." Qin Mu sighed, and it was obvious from his expression that he was dissatisfied.
"Let me feel your immeasurable magical power. Let me see what level this immeasurable magical power is?" Daolin turned around and faced Qin Mu and said.
"I...I have never fought against anyone." Qin Mu lowered his head in embarrassment.
Daolin laughed when he heard this. He patted Qin Mu on the shoulder and said, "Just follow what you have learned and use those moves on me."
Qin Mu looked at Daolin and asked, "Then be careful, I'm afraid I won't be able to bear it."
Daolin took back his hand, waved it and said, "If you can beat me to death, you will be considered awesome with your immeasurable magical skills."
Hearing that Daolin meant that he didn't take Wuliang Divine Skill seriously at all, Qin Mu also became angry. How could he bear it when the results of so many years of hard work were belittled in the eyes of the other party?
"You have to be careful! The first move of the Infinite Magic Skill! One word and nine cauldrons!" Qin Mu shouted and punched out both fists at the same time. One punch went straight to Daolin's throat, and the other punch went straight to Daolin's chest.
Daolin didn't move on the spot and was punched by Qin Mu. There were two loud bangs, but Daolin didn't even take a step back.
Obviously, this scene was beyond Qin Mu's expectation, but his movements did not stop. He punched out again with both fists, hitting different parts of Daolin's body quickly, accurately and hard. When the last punch fell, there seemed to be an appearance on his fists. He picked up a tripod. This tripod had nine legs. The tripod's legs stabbed Daolin hard, exactly where Qin Mu hit him just now.
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This shocked Dolin. He originally thought that the so-called "One Word" was just nine punches, but he didn't expect that the last punch was the key point.
However, Daolin, who took the move forcefully, still did not back down.
Qin Mu knew how powerful Daolin was, so he struck harder.
"Second Form of the Infinite Divine Art! Three-legged Tripod!" As Qin Mu punched out, the air above his head swirled, and a bronze square tripod appeared out of thin air and smashed down towards Daolin.
Qin Mu punched again, the air on his upper left side swirled again, and a jade tripod flipped out.
Qin Mu punched three times, the air on his upper right side swirled, and a golden cauldron flew out angrily.
The three cauldrons rushed towards Daolin. This time Daolin moved, and he raised his hands in front of him. The yin and yang qi suddenly rose under his feet. The three cauldrons hit the yin and yang qi hard, making a harsh sound. sound.
Daolin only felt that his hands were heavy, but in his opinion, these were still within the bearable range. He was still waving his hands, and the yin and yang qi kept rubbing against the three tripods, but soon the legs of the three tripods had The protective pressure formed by the yin and yang qi sank.
Daolin took a step back with his right foot and raised his hands above his head. The speed of waving his hands also increased a bit. The strength of the three cauldrons seemed to have reached its limit. Daolin stopped entangled and pushed up with both hands. The tripod was blown away, and after flying another three meters, it exploded, and the scattered energy blew away the surrounding dust.
Qin Mu staggered out for several steps before reluctantly stopping. He looked at Daolin in shock, and Daolin also looked at him in disbelief.
He knew very well how strong his Yin-Yang protection was. The three cauldrons just now had clearly broken through the Yin-Yang protection. This was the scariest part.
Daolin felt the energy surrounding him. He reached out and touched it, and murmured, "Is this the so-called divine energy?"
There was a flash of red light, and the steel ball suddenly appeared out of thin air. His appearance shocked Qin Mu.
After feeling it for a while, Gang Biao nodded and said, "This is indeed divine energy, but it's not pure."
"You...who are you!" Qin Mu looked at Gang Yan in horror.
After Gang Yan glanced at him, he turned into red light and returned to Daolin's body.
"Just now...where did that person go?" Qin Mu looked around.
"Ah...he...came home..." Dolin said haha.
How could Qin Mu believe Daolin's lies? He looked at Daolin and asked, "Are we... still going on?"
Dolin shook his head. This look was not pure, so he couldn't impress Dolin at all.
"No, today is already sixteen. Can you no longer summon the light on those tombstones like yesterday?" Dorian asked.
Qin Mu nodded. The timing of this graveyard card was very bad. He had tried it at other times before. No matter how he burned the paper, there was no reaction at all.
