"Give up, all methods have been tried. This place has existed for countless years. Although it changes every time, the number of people who have been here is like the number of crucian carp crossing the river. You think you are the only one who is smart, after hundreds of years, thousands of years, Even in ten thousand years... there will always be some truly peerless geniuses who will succeed in practicing the Ming Yuan Gong in a short period of time, which is not obtained by killing ghosts, but after they go out, they will still completely forget what they originally mastered. Pure. Except for the things obtained from killing ghosts, everything else will disappear."
Everything will disappear...
"Including memory?" Su Qiulian muttered to himself in a daze.
Watching some people who came to participate in the arena competition with great interest suddenly left with depressed expressions, watching the confused, excited, and secretly happy Xiang Yang, Hou Tu, and Sun Ke go their separate ways with different thoughts, and watching Wei Qian and other senior figures, whose brows were gradually furrowed with expressions of contemplation and confusion, Su Qiulian's vision lost focus, as if he had had an extremely real dream.
At this time, the sky has returned to what it was before the distortion. Perhaps it has never changed.
"It can't be a dream." Su Qiulian lowered his head and sensed the ink-drawing tadpole text in his mind. The content of the Ming Yuan Gong was mysterious and profound, and he couldn't help but speculate:
"Xiang Yang and the others don't remember what happened before at all. They all thought that they had a chance encounter and were granted magical powers. General Wei Qian, Senior Fan, also has no impression of me. Their memories have disappeared... It shouldn't be like this. Since they know Regarding the Ming Yuan Gong, they only told me that "things that do not belong to me by killing ghosts" will disappear, which means that the memory will not disappear after leaving that place, but now... they seem to have even entered it themselves 'Do not know at all."
He secretly looked at Wei Qian, the calm and calm Fuyang Prefecture general. At this moment, his face could not hide the complex expressions of surprise, contemplation, and solemnity. Not far away, Senior Fan had a blank look on his face, unlike most people. Still don't know anything.
"General Wei should know something, but he can't recognize me, so his memory has been forgotten. What General Wei knows may be that like Xiangyang Houtu and others, he has obtained the Ming Yuan Gong from killing ghosts. What Xiang Yang and the others obtained is the first level, and the first level of Ming Yuan Gong will not be forgotten. So... what they don’t understand is that they have obviously obtained the Ming Yuan Gong, but they have no memory of what they have experienced."
Su Qiulian looked up and saw that the protector in the gang had already called everyone to queue up to receive the wooden cards in an orderly manner. The arena competition was about to begin. He subconsciously walked over and suddenly stopped: "Then... why do I remember everything?"
What happened here?
Time goes back to 'seven days ago'.
…
"Thank you, General, for clearing up the confusion."
After Su Qiulian finished speaking, he followed the two of them obediently and said no more.
The three of them walked like this, not very fast. Su Qiulian, besides paying attention to his surroundings along the way, was mostly immersed in his newly acquired martial arts.
His face remained calm, but his heart was still hard to calm down.
The "Mingyuan Gong" technique has surpassed Su Qiulian's understanding of martial arts.
So far, the most powerful martial arts that Su Qiulian has come across is the "Xiang Di Kung" from the secret department. This is an external martial art that requires the use of drugs and various physical training methods to practice. It is very difficult and has not been started yet.
The Ming Yuan Kung is different. The prerequisite for practicing this martial art is actually the 'Land of Yin Ming', a place he has never even heard of. In addition to absorbing the Yin Qi of the Yin Ming Land for his own use, there is no other way. There are not many requirements, and there is no complicated and painful way of practice. There is no need to exercise the body, and there is no need for the assistance of medicine, because in the land of Yin and Ming, Yin Qi is the best medicine, and the process of Yin Qi becoming its own has a positive effect on the body. With tempering, every time Yin Qi circulates, it is a simple and efficient exercise for the body. Judging from the text introduction, after the first level of Ming Yuan Gong is completed, the enhancement of the body is actually comparable to that of the 'Xiang Di Gong' Second floor.
If that's the case, then it doesn't matter. The key is that Ming Yuan Gong is not an "external skill", but an "internal skill" within the main body. The external skill is only mentioned on the first level and is a side detail. When it comes to the second level From now on, there will be no introduction. I will just say that the more refined the Yin Qi is, the greater the improvement in physical fitness will be. The second layer of Yin Qi already has some strange effects. The 'Yin Ming Chain' move introduced in it can directly imprison the soul of a living being, which is really incredible. To reach the third level, you need to extract something like [evil] from the yin energy, or absorb it from the outside.
Su Qiulian has not fully understood the first level of Ming Yuan Gong. He only has a rough understanding of the second and third levels of Ming Yuan Gong, and it is not important if he may have missed something. He looked around and roughly understood that this place should belong to the "Land of Yin", so it should have Yin Qi, so he didn't waste any time and tried to activate the first level of the Ning Yuan Gong while walking. The first level is extremely simple. You can understand the guidance at a glance and you can complete it with just one try.
Just like the tracks on the gears, as soon as the gears started to run, the body experienced abnormal changes. It felt ice cold, as if the morning fog enveloped itself, and a layer of tiny goosebumps appeared on the skin.
Invisible to the naked eye, the mist seemed to be alive, trying its best to get into his body, but... as soon as it got in, it leaked out again.
Su Qiulian was startled, the movement of his technique came to a standstill, and the feeling of cold mist suddenly dissipated.
"Oh, don't try it. Although the technique is simple, it is very strict on the place of cultivation. Yin energy is everywhere, but as long as you are not practicing in the underworld or some special places, how much Yin energy you absorb will How much yin energy will escape." Senior Fan's voice suddenly sounded.
Su Qiulian: "Ah, isn't this a place of darkness?"
"Who told you yes, well, that's not true. This is really the Land of the Underworld, but now that it is open, it is no longer the Land of the Underworld."
Su Qiulian frowned: "Senior, I don't understand very well."
"In short, this place is open from the time we come here until we leave. When the time is up and we leave this place, then this place will return to the normal land of the underworld. Hey, Those four-armed ghosts cannot practice now.”
As soon as the middle-aged man named Fan finished speaking, Su Qiulian realized a problem.
"Then...we can't practice either?"
"yes."
"But in this case, how should we practice the Ming Yuan Gong after we go back?"
"It's impossible to practice. As far as I know, the place where we live has never heard of any underworld."
"..."
"This martial arts is not prepared for mortals like us."
"Then what use does it (Mingyuan Gong) have?" Su Qiulian muttered.
"Hahahaha, it's not completely impossible to practice. The place we go to is a place where you can practice Ming Yuan Gong and absorb Yin Qi. It is a unique treasure place in the world. Cherish it and only come in once every few years." Fan surnamed Zhong The young man sighed.
Su Qiulian asked curiously: "Where?"
"You will know the ultimatum when it arrives." The middle-aged man surnamed Fan said no more.
