Starting from Orion, kill a Martial Saint

Chapter 255: Exploding the skill book!

"The end of martial arts is indeed the cultivation of immortality."

Under the increasingly attentive service of the old servant, Wei Zheng's food gradually became better and better.

Now, even this old servant wants to be bound to him, which shows how precious this Immortal Realm disciple is.

After eating and taking a quick bath, Wei Zheng returned to his hut.

Wei Zheng's appetite has now been greatly reduced and has returned to the level of a normal person.

Of course, there are many reasons. The meals provided by Qingjian Sect are getting higher and higher, and have been upgraded to the same level as the meals of the elders.

The nutrients contained in it are by no means comparable to ordinary meals.

Second, Wei Zheng's absorption of nutrients has reached an extremely high level. Now, even if he eats a handful of soil, he can still absorb most of the nutrients contained in it.

Of course, if you resume your ordinary food, your appetite will naturally return to a very high level.

Now, the efficiency of nutrient absorption has almost reached the limit, but Wei Zheng still feels that it is a bit low.

Feeling the fluctuations of energy and blood in his body, Wei Zheng felt a little empty in his heart.

The mountain-moving boxing technique that had accompanied him for more than half a year just disappeared.

It's a bit of a pity to think about it. After all, although Bishanquan is just an ordinary external martial arts, the Bishanjin that has been practiced to its peak is still quite useful.

It's really a pity that it's gone now.

But people should always learn to be content. The bonus provided by the Divine Soul Method to oneself has far exceeded the effect of Mountain Moving Fist.

After all, Mountain Moving Fist will never increase your energy and blood by more than ten times.

Ordinary boxing techniques have almost no effect on me.

With the method of divine soul, you can even create a martial skill by yourself

The gap between myself and ordinary people has become wider and wider.

After adjusting his mood slightly, Wei Zheng closed his eyes and looked at his soul in his mind again.

In the mind, the soul is like a clear spring, constantly gushing out blue water, which completely overlaps with one's own flesh and blood, nourishing oneself, and the flesh and blood feeds back the soul.

After swallowing Juehui's soul pearl, Wei Zheng knew that he was definitely much stronger than the immortals of the same realm now.

After all, they definitely don't have such opportunities as themselves.

But there are good and bad things about this.

After devouring Juehui's soul pearl, his character gradually became tainted with a hint of Juehui's violence and unscrupulousness.

Wei Zheng can accept it.

You can't just enjoy the benefits without bearing the corresponding costs.

But last night, during the confrontation with Juehui, Wei Zheng was a little creepy about the weird "hell".

Wei Zheng originally thought that hell was just an illusion created by Jue Hui.

But Liang Nanxun's words poured cold water on Wei Zheng's head.

"There are immortals, there is heaven beyond the sky, and there is resurrection from the dead, so why can't there be hell and Shura? Little friend Wei, do you think that hell is really a legend?

Of course, there was no hell before.

Until there are a few beings above the true immortals who use their souls to open up a world when they reach great perfection, there will naturally be hell among them. If you really fell into hell at that time, then think about it for yourself. .”

Liang Nanxun's words gave Wei Zheng a chill in his heart.

Above the true immortals, there is still existence!

Moreover, you can also use your soul to open up a whole world!

What a mighty power this is!

"It's better to take care of yourself first."

Wei Zheng called up the panel in his mind again.

【Experience:13950】

Wei Zheng's heart moved.

Killing Juehui to death gave me ten thousand experience points?

And Juehui is just a martial artist who is only in the semi-immortal realm, but he can actually provide so much experience!

Then if you kill an Immortal to death, wouldn't you have to earn at least 20,000 experience points?

It seems that this experience is easy to accumulate!

"No, that's not right. Where the hell can you find so many immortals to kill? This is unrealistic." After dispelling the unrealistic thoughts in his mind, Wei Zheng continued to check the panel.

When he checked the panel again, Wei Zheng almost screamed with joy!

good! OK!

Jue Huiyi died well!

[Kung Fu: Eighteen-Way White Cloud Sanshou: Full Level

Zhentian Pagoda: Proficient 0/5000

Nine-turn Vajra Art: Small success 0/9000

Self-transformation method: small success 0/8000

Searching for gold and alchemy: small success 0/10000

Daily travel method small success 0/3000

Proficiency in creating things out of thin air 0/900】

I ride a horse.

When Juehui died, he actually inherited all the old man's magical powers and techniques!

Wei Zheng felt ecstatic in his heart!

This saves you a lot of trouble!

The methods of the soul are ever-changing, and as long as you want to study all the techniques and magical powers, you can definitely study them!

But this takes so much fucking effort!

Where do I have time now?

But this old monk Juehui knows how to study! They have also practiced these techniques to a very good level!

Completely save yourself the trouble!

And it’s quite comprehensive! The method of lightening one's body, leaving one's soul out of one's body, practicing kung fu, and even the method of taking over one's fucking body have been researched!

This set of things can be said to have saved me several years of research!

This is absolutely fucking good!

Juehui! You are so damn good!

【Creation out of thin air】!

Wei Zheng snapped his fingers, and instantly, a wad of paper money appeared in his hand.

"Juehui. I'll burn some paper for you."

The light on his fingertips flashed, and the paper money in Wei Zheng's hand was instantly ignited. Incense ash filled the room, curling up and flying in the air.

Wei Zheng could tell that Juehui must be very happy.

"Then, next, it's time to try new magical powers."

A smile appeared on Wei Zheng's lips, and his soul flowed through his body again under the urging of his consciousness.

Inside Qingzhou City.

In a small courtyard at night, a pair of cotton pants swayed wantonly in the warm spring night wind. The gentle spring breeze gave people a feeling of comfort and joy.

But in the room, Gao Pengfei was tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

In the past few days, he has been thinking about one thing.

He was almost certain that the so-called monster in the city was Mr. Wei!

If not, why haven't I encountered a demon once in the three days since I entered Qingzhou? It was not until I met Mr. Wei that the demon came to visit me again that night?

And I haven’t met anyone else in the city, so I just met him?

This is impossible!

Moreover, a few days ago, Mr. Wei went home for a visit. As expected, during those few days, he was frightened by the demon again.

This can almost prove that Mr. Wei is a monster!

But why? Why did Mr. Wei want to scare himself?

Gao Pengfei couldn't understand.

"Oh, it's really ridiculous. If I tell others, they will definitely regard me as a lunatic." Gao Pengfei murmured and sighed, turning over on the bed.

"It's better to go to bed first. Master Wang said that I will work hard and introduce a wife to me in a while. Oh, that's great. Well, I will definitely not be scared again tonight. After all, Mr. Wei has gone to Qingqing Jian Zong has been there for two or three days."

Feeling the urge to urinate, Gao Pengfei put on his cotton pants and staggered towards the door.

Hua la la. Hua la la.

The sound is like a clear spring flowing.

When he came back, Gao Pengfei casually glanced at the bronze mirror hanging by the wash basin.

The bronze mirror is translucent and valuable. It was a gift from Mr. Wei.

"Hey, I'm getting fucking handsome."

Gao Pengfei wiped the stubble on his chin and looked at the shadow reflected in the bronze mirror with admiration on his face.

Suddenly, he seemed to feel something was wrong.

(End of this chapter)