vrcanaries Chapter 4 Hunyuan Heavenly Secret Technique
Chapter 4 Hunyuan Heavenly Secret Technique
The "Primordial Heavenly Secrets Manual" is neither a sword technique nor a lightness skill, but rather a mental cultivation method.
This manual is not merely a martial arts mental cultivation method, but a supreme Daoist classic that integrates "internal energy cultivation, divination of celestial secrets, fusion of all methods, and reversal of destiny."
Five hundred years ago, the Blood Demon Ancestor of the Blood Cult believed that this mental technique was the key to breaking through one's own limits and dominating the world.
To obtain the "Primordial Heavenly Secrets Manual," the Blood Demon Ancestor sacrificed the internal organs of all his Blood Sect members, as well as half of his own lifespan, forcibly gaining control of a Demon Emperor Supreme and launching an attack on the Taoist holy land.
The two sides fought for three long years, suffering heavy casualties on both sides. In the chaos of battle, Taoist disciples hid a secret manual inside the belly of a spirit ape, allowing it to escape the battlefield, thus ensuring the continuation of this cultivation method...
[Hint: You have obtained the "Primordial Heavenly Secrets Manual" (beginner level).]
After reading through it, Li Qingchen didn't know how to describe her current feelings.
You might say it's useless, but this is something that the Blood Demon Ancestor risked his life to obtain.
While it's said to be useful, mastering this skill is a long-term endeavor, and it can't help him deal with the army of the undead in a short period of time.
[You begin meditating in place, practicing the Primordial Heavenly Secrets Technique.]
Time flies, and you've gradually mastered the basics.
【坟墓剩余被攻克时间：00:59、00:58、00:57……】
【坟墓剩余被攻克时间：00:05、00:04、00:03……】
[Remaining time for the grave to be captured: 00:00.]
【boom! 】
The army of the undead has broken in!
The undead swarmed in dense numbers, like locusts passing through.
Li Qingchen, however, remained calm and composed.
He appeared calm, but in reality, he was at his wit's end.
However, sitting idly by and waiting for death is not in his nature.
Li Qingchen activated the newly learned "Hun Yuan Tian Ji Jue" and unleashed the "Ling Xu Jiu Jian" to charge alone against the army of the living dead.
After all, you might as well earn experience points.
Your swordsmanship has improved!
Your swordsmanship has improved!
Your swordsmanship...
The panel kept refreshing, and with the blessing of the Hunyuan Tianji Jue and the Sword Embryo talent, the power of the Lingxu Nine Swords greatly increased.
Unfortunately, human strength has its limits.
You were wounded and exhausted, dragged into a crowd by the living dead.
You have been completely devoured by the army of the undead!
[The Black and White Impermanence have encountered you again, and you smile shyly at them.]
This time you've been taken to the underworld.
[Current remaining resurrection attempts: 0/3]
[Summary: Your courage in challenging the army of the undead alone is commendable, but that's about it.]
You did not receive any additional rewards.
"Damn it, a bunch of starving ghosts," Li Qingchen cursed.
Although I didn't receive any extra rewards in three attempts, overall I still got a sword and two manuals, so the harvest was quite substantial.
Li Qingchen's mind stirred.
With a flick of his right wrist, a silver longsword appeared in his hand.
"As expected, these two realms are interconnected."
Then, silently recite the "Hun Yuan Tian Ji Jue" (a secret formula for primordial chaos), and the blocked acupoints on the body will open one by one.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth enters the body, and the bones, flesh, tendons, and skin are all improved.
After meditating quietly for a while, I felt completely refreshed.
Li Qingchen exhaled a breath of stale air.
Just then, the door opened with a "pull".
Li Qingchen suddenly opened his eyes, grabbed his silver sword, and silently approached the door, ready to strike.
The person who came was a little girl with pigtails and wearing a straw raincoat.
Li Qingchen recognized her.
Her name is Xiaocao. Last year, her parents were eaten by weasels, and then her relatives ate her, leaving her childless and homeless.
Little grass, little grass, roadside weeds.
Helpless and rootless, drifting aimlessly.
A few days ago, Li Qingchen's predecessor came to this place. He failed to exorcise the demon, but was instead bitten by a wolf demon and lost consciousness.
It was Xiaocao and her friend Gou Dan who, together, lifted him onto a cart and pulled him to the thatched hut, taking good care of him so that he wouldn't die on the street...
Li Qingchen sheathed his sword and coughed softly.
Xiao Cao was startled, then exclaimed happily, "Brother Li, you can get out of bed now?"
Get out of bed?
Li Qingchen suddenly realized.
After being injured by a demon, the wound became infected and the patient developed a persistent high fever.
Baipin Village was a poor and remote place with no doctors to treat patients. As time went on, he ended up taking the place of the designated doctor.
"I'm fine now."
Li Qingchen smiled; his physical condition was now vastly different from what it used to be.
The little grass didn't believe it, so it stood on tiptoe to touch the forehead.
Li Qingchen bent down to cooperate.
When I touched it with my little hand, it was indeed no longer hot.
Little Grass breathed a sigh of relief: "Finally, the fever has subsided, Brother Li. You don't know, last night you were burning up like a furnace, I was so afraid you wouldn't make it..."
Li Qingchen gave a bitter smile.
"Pah, pah, pah, let's not talk about this anymore, it's bad luck. Brother Li, look, I brought you some cakes."
Without further ado, Xiaocao pulled a hot pancake from her bosom.
Hot pancakes!
In a poverty-stricken village where even having enough to eat was a luxury, Xiaocao miraculously produced a hot pancake.
Smelling the aroma of the hot pancakes, Li Qingchen's stomach began to rumble; he was indeed hungry.
The little grass chuckled:
"Dog Egg found a job with Master Chen. The master saw that he was quick and efficient and did a good job, so he rewarded him."
"Dog Egg specially shared half with me."
Li Qingchen vaguely remembered that the muscular, dark-skinned boy named Gou Dan'er.
In this world, it's hard for one orphan to survive, but two orphans can stick together for warmth.
Even if they still die in the cold winter.
Having someone by your side prevents you from falling into utter despair.
The little grass quietly swallowed its saliva in several gulps.
Because this way the sound isn't loud.
She handed the hot pancake to Li Qingchen:
"Brother Li, please eat quickly. You haven't had anything decent to eat for days."
Li Qingchen took the hot pancake, cut it in two, and placed one half in Xiaocao's hand.
"Let's eat together."
"Brother Li, you can eat by yourself, I'm not hungry."
"Let's eat together."
Seeing that Xiaocao still didn't move, Li Qingchen stuffed the cake into her mouth, and Xiaocao had no choice but to eat it.
Then it spiraled out of control.
The aroma of wheat was incredibly enticing, and tears of happiness streamed down my face.
Li Qingchen couldn't help but exclaim: This pie in the sky is damn tempting, much better than what those idiot leaders draw.
This cake is priceless!
Awoo, awoo awoo.
The two of them took two bites at a time and quickly finished the pancake.
After resting for a while, Xiaocao looked out the window, stood up and said:
"This heavy rain came quickly and went quickly; the sun is out again. Brother Li, you should rest well; I need to go to the Chen residence to do some work."
Li Qingchen said, "The village has been rather unsettled lately, so you shouldn't go."
Little Grass hurriedly waved her hand: "That won't do, Gou Dan'er is still working over there, I have to go help him."
Fearing that Li Qingchen would worry, he added:
"Brother Li, don't worry, Master Chen has several martial arts masters there, it's very safe inside. That filthy thing wouldn't dare go there."
"I have to get going now, you stay home and rest."
Without giving Li Qingchen a chance to speak, Xiao Cao closed the door and left.
Once again, Li Qingchen was alone in the thatched hut.
A profound silence.
What's dirty?
Li Qingchen glanced at the panel.
Current number of resurrections: 0.
Li Qingchen picked up the silver sword, opened the door, and followed the tiny figure.
Outside the door, the rain had stopped and the wind had ceased; a ray of sunlight pierced through the dark clouds and shone on his handsome face.
Li Qingchen narrowed his eyes, a murderous intent rising in his heart.
This journey is solely for the purpose of slaying demons.
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