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Chapter 216

Words:1796Update:22/06/28 08:23:25

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Everything else is fake. It's going to be the new year soon, and I'm going to the city to pay my new year's visit. I'll definitely stop updating for one or two days, so please forgive me. I'll be updating four or five times a day for the next few days, and I'll try my best to make the readers happy. My writing speed is a bit slow, so please don't mind me.

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"There are many ways to kill someone, but this is the first time I've heard that there are different ways to kill someone. I can't believe such nonsense came out of the mouth of the princess of the Ruyang Mansion. You've really opened my eyes."

After saying that, Mu Qingxiao ignored Zhao Min's sharp tongue, as there was no need to argue with a little girl. Instead, he left Spirit Snake Island.

The Heavenly Sword, Dragon Saber, and Sacred Flame Insignia were all in the storage space. Xie Xun had been killed, and the mission was completed. There was no point in staying.

Although he did not kill Zhang Wuji, he was no different from a cripple. All the meridians in his body were shattered. Even Hua Tuo would not be able to recover, let alone Medicine Fairy Hu Qingniu. Just let him be a quiet and handsome man.

Of course, Mu Qingxiao could not care less about how the Persian Ming Dynasty would deal with him. Wudang and the Ming Dynasty would probably not have much free time in the future.

After stepping on the small fishing boat, they followed the northern wind and sailed back to Middle Earth. In a few minutes, they had completely left Spirit Snake Island and disappeared into the vast ocean.

On the small fishing boat, Mu Qingxiao stood against the wind. He had already taken off his mask and headscarf, revealing his handsome face.

Just as he took out the Heavenly Sword and Dragon Saber from the storage space, the Soul Sword in the Yin Yang Jade flew out. It circled around the two Divine Weapons a few times, and slashed down without hesitation.

He did not deliberately control the Soul Crystal to slash. The Divine Sword had a spirit, and the Soul Sword itself had a spirit. As Mu Qingxiao grew, the Soul Sword had become more obvious in this aspect. It could make a lot of decisions on its own.

Sometimes, Mu Qingxiao even had to rely on the Soul Sword if he wanted to rapidly increase his strength. After all, the Soul Sword could absorb anything that could help him. The stronger the Soul Sword became, the stronger he became.

Cold light flashed twice, and the Heavenly Sword and Dragon Saber, which were considered divine weapons, were cut in half. This scene would shock many martial artists in the world of martial artists.

Following that, a white sheepskin scroll fell into his hand. The Soul Sword also brought the broken weapon back into the Yin Yang Jade and began to absorb it. The Yin Yang Qi in his body was also compressed at a much faster rate.

Mu Qingxiao opened the sheepskin scroll. When she saw the contents, a faint smile appeared on her face. The words "Nine Yin Manual" were very eye-catching.

The "Nine Yin Manual" was the most famous martial arts secret manual in the world of martial artists. It was also a treasure that everyone in the world of martial artists wanted to fight for. It was also the general outline of all martial arts in the world. Therefore, heroes of the Jianghu fought for it and caused countless bloody storms.

The Internal Strength contained in the manual was all-encompassing. As long as one mastered any one of the unique skills, he or she would be unrivaled in the world of martial artists. In the world of martial artists, Mei Chaofeng, who was feared by all, had mastered the "Nine Yin White Bone Claw" in the manual.

For martial artists in the world of martial artists, the "Nine Yin Manual" was a treasure. But for Mu Qingxiao, it was at most a manual with some value. At most, he could keep it. If he really wanted to practice it, he would be putting the cart before the horse.

The manual was not completely useless. At least it involved the essentials of "Acupuncture Point Sealing", "Acupuncture Point Unsealing Technique", "Breath Holding Technique", and most importantly, the "Soul Transfer Technique", which was also the technique that Mu Qingxiao was most interested in.

The "Soul Transfer Technique" was a type of mind-controlling technique. In essence, it was similar to modern day hypnosis. It could be used to deal with opponents who were strong in martial arts but had weak willpower. With the "Soul Transfer Technique", everything would be much easier in the future.

It would take a day before they returned to the Central Plains. Mu Qingxiao began to study the "Nine Yin Manual" since he had nothing to do. In his Information Bar, his talent had been unknown ever since he received the "Imperial Maiden Heart Sutra".

Although he did not know how much his talent had improved, Mu Qingxiao was able to practice low-level martial arts with ease, even if it was the "Nine Yin Manual". Moreover, his understanding of martial arts had long surpassed the scope of Wuxia.

Reading the "Nine Yin Manual" was like reading an ordinary book. It was easy to understand.

The Dao of Heaven was to take away what was in excess and make up for what was in deficiency. Therefore, the virtual was better than the real, and the insufficient was better than the surplus … The second level of the inner force mantra was the cultivation method and essence of the "Soul Transfer Technique".

After reading it carefully, Mu Qingxiao began to meditate. He placed his palms on his knees, palms facing up. Although he did not practice the inner force mantra of the "Nine Yin Manual", there were many things that could be modified for his own use.

Among them, the front and back of the Dantian and the Samadhi Phosphorous Fire turned invisible.

After absorbing the Yin Ghost Essence of the Ghost Prison, the Yin Technique would be further improved. This was an extremely secret technique that could unlock the mystery of life and death. It could absorb the Qi of ghosts, and at the same time, it could absorb the Primordial Spirit of others.

This "Soul Transfer Technique" was used to control one's mind when giving a hint. If one's mind was strong, they would definitely not fall for it.

As his strength increased, so did Mu Qingxiao's mind. If he practiced according to the "Soul Transfer Technique", it would be too easy for him to control the mind of an ordinary person. Unless the person was stronger than him, they would not be able to escape from his control.

In just half a day, Mu Qingxiao understood the "Soul Transfer Technique" and improved it. His mind power was also his mind. He could use his mind to invade the enemy's brain and intimidate them.

Although there was no one to experiment on him now, there would be plenty of opportunities in the future.

Ever since he left the Celestial Dragon Plane, he had not used the One Yang Finger. However, he had to admit that the "Pressure Point Technique" was still useful. Moreover, the "Pressure Point Technique" in the "Nine Yin Manual" was much more powerful than the One Yang Finger.

He lost interest in the "Breath Holding Secret" after just a glance. With Mu Qingxiao's current strength, he could do it himself. There was no need for him to practice it.

In the last half a day, Mu Qingxiao mastered all the "Pressure Point Technique" in the "Sutra". Soon, the sun was setting. When the sun was about to set, the fishing boat finally returned to Wenling Town according to its original route.

The matter at Lingshe Island had come to an end. Mu Qingxiao planned to rest for a few days before heading to Kunlun Mountain. He wanted to get the "Nine Yang Manual" as soon as possible. The System's mission was almost complete. It was time to leave.

Because it was evening, the fishing fleet and navigation staff had already left. The fishing boat docked at the shore without attracting anyone's attention. He quietly tied the boat with a thick rope and ferried it ashore.

After stepping into Wenling Town, it was peaceful. There was no longer the hustle and bustle of yesterday's noon. The vendors had already closed their stalls. The townspeople were tired after a day of hard work. They were beginning to enjoy the night.

Children were playing on the streets. The adults were eating and drinking at the street stalls. They were talking about the interesting things that happened that day. This was the life of an ordinary person. In this era of constant war, such a scene was rare.

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