Lu Sheng's expression did not change, but his heart was in his throat. He was not a disciple of an aristocratic family. The black Qi was obviously related to Black Membrane. These disciples were bloodline carriers, so it was normal that they could use the power of Black Membrane. Although he was far stronger than them, the power of Black Membrane was not something he could use.
The only way was to train himself.
Thinking back to the Prime Devil Sect of a thousand years ago, there were countless Prime Devil Secret Arts. Each Prime Devil Secret Art corresponded to at least a hundred disciples.
"Sigh …"
"Alright, let's start today's morning lesson. Lu Sheng is a new disciple, so his progress is different. He can start with the basic art, Three Yin Technique. He Xiangzi, teach him. The rest of you, start your morning lesson. "
'I haven't figured out the situation yet. Tomorrow, I'll meet the other disciples and ask about the taboo. It won't be too late to read after that.' He made up his mind and quickly put the book away. He left the building and returned to the drawbridge.
Every few days, a disciple would quietly escape. At first, Grand Elder would hunt them down and bring them back for punishment. Later on, he became disheartened.
"Alright."
Although other sects might not care, this was the root of the Prime Devil Sect. It must not be allowed to spread.
Although the sect had declined, there were still some disciples who were willing to support it. Among them, Fei Huangzi and He Xiangzi were the most conspicuous.
The sound of a bell rang out from somewhere.
At that time, there were not so many targeted training secret arts. Because of the large number of disciples, the Prime Devil Sect could be ranked in the top three grades of the Hundred Lineages. But now …
In his eyes, He Xiangzi's strength was no more than Three-Vein, and this was the result of her many years of hard training.
"Rumble …"
Then, they closed their eyes. Streams of black Qi gushed out of their mouths and into their nostrils, circulating continuously.
'Perhaps they're disciples chosen by mistake. They'll leave soon because they can't stand it. But if they're really here for the secret arts, they'll have to ask me, Fei Huangzi, if they want to pick peaches at this time. 'The handsome man's face did not change, but his heart was filled with hatred.
Lu Sheng put down the book in his hand and listened carefully. He remembered Song Zi 'an mentioning that the bell signified the beginning of the morning lesson.
Especially Fei Huangzi. His temperament was not bad, and his aptitude was not bad. There might be a chance to revive the sect in the future.
However, he had only been here for a few hours, so it was unlikely for him to be in the morning class.
"Although the effects of the Three Yin Technique aren't considered strong and could even be considered weak, it is suitable for most types of bloodline tempering. It's not like the other sects, which are only suitable for a few types, "He Xiangzi explained. "Our Prime Devil Sect has a total of ninety-nine secret arts, such as the Three Yin Arts. We can advance step by step until we reach the highest level, the Prime Devil Secret Art. The Prime Devil Secret Art is the highest secret art of the Prime Devil Sect. When trained to the extreme, it can unlock 50% of the power in the bloodline. Although it can't compare to the other sects' eighty to ninety percent development rate, its universality far surpasses theirs. "
As Lu Sheng listened, he roughly understood the cultivation methods of these aristocratic families.
The Prime Devil Sect used to have seventy to eighty people. Now, in these two months, only a dozen or so people were left.
Who would've thought that there would still be new people willing to join the Prime Devil Sect even at this stage? Without the supply of resources, he still had to work for the sect and complete missions for free. Not only that, he had to face the oppression of the rival sect, the Nine Bells Sect. If not for the secret Prime Devil Secret Art that the Grand Elder was hiding, he, Fei Huangzi, would not have bothered to serve him.
The handsome man frowned and looked at Lu Sheng again.
Time passed slowly. Soon, more disciples entered the cave one after another. But after waiting for a full incense stick's worth of time, more than half of the twenty-odd praying mats were still empty.
In the end, it was he, who had mediocre talent all those years ago, who had become the strongest person in the Prime Devil Sect.
He Xiangzi looked at him blankly. "It's said so, but that was a long time ago. We juniors don't know either. Junior Apprentice Brother, you'd better practice the Three Yin Arts and break through the shackles as soon as possible. Don't let down your bloodline. "
'Then, it should be the bell to remind me to rest and return to the cave …' Lu Sheng put down his book and stood up.
Just as he was about to cross the bridge, he suddenly heard the creaking of the door.
Soon, He Xiangzi finished imparting the technique and allowed Lu Sheng to try training on his own. She also told him a series of cultivation tips and the signs of the stages he had reached.
Lu Sheng put on his attire and walked out of the cave. He saw a man and a woman waiting in front of Grand Elder's cave.
Standing in front of the stone pillar, Grand Elder raised his head and looked at the blood-red symbol.
"Take a seat. You're early." Seeing Fei Huangzi enter, Grand Elder's face lit up with relief.
Because Noble Family Bloodline possessed the power of Divine Weapons and Devil Blades, their strength far exceeded that of ordinary people. Ordinary external objects had no effect on them.
The Three Yin Arts was similar to the visualization diagrams in martial arts. It used the mind to mobilize the body's strength. It developed the body's potential.
He Xiangzi stood up and walked to Lu Sheng's side. She sat down on the praying mat beside him.
Lu Sheng carefully compared it and realized that the reason why the Three Yin Arts was so universal was because it didn't involve anything intangible. Instead, it focused on the development of the body.
Then, He Xiangzi began to teach Lu Sheng the techniques and steps of the Three Yin Arts.
Along the way, they gained a rough understanding of the Prime Devil Sect's current situation.
The three of them bowed their heads to Grand Elder as a form of etiquette. Then, they found their own praying mats and sat down, waiting quietly.
"Pa."
The man had handsome features and was freshly dressed. He wore a white robe with a jasper belt around his waist. When he saw Lu Sheng come out, he raised an eyebrow and sized him up.
The Three Yin Arts was like that. Using one's own muscles to train oneself. Visualization was merely to focus the mind, coordinate the body, and amplify the effects of the training.
Because the mines had been seized and the Nine Bells Sect was constantly poaching them, the Prime Devil Sect's situation was extremely tense.
"Yes." The few of them entered slowly.
Only a few basic arts had been passed down, not to mention the secret arts for advancement and the highest level, the Prime Devil Secret Art. Grand Elder's only wish now was to pick out a loyal enough disciple from the remaining disciples to pass down the Prime Devil Sect's only remaining Prime Devil Secret Art.
They returned to the cave to rest. The next morning.
The morning class only lasted for four hours, which was the whole morning.
The door was closed and the latch was lowered.
Beams of white light shone down from the ceiling of the cave, illuminating many parts of the large cave.
There were also some praying mats in front of him, obviously for Lu Sheng and the others.
Grand Elder Liu Shanzi sat on a praying mat in front of the table, right on the ground.
"Come in." Grand Elder's calm voice came from within the cave.
"Yes."
Delving deeper into the Three Yin Arts, one would discover a few peculiar aspects. Apart from the visualization technique's three balls of Yin Fire burning in one's heart, there was also a yoga-like training of one's body against one's own.
'I saw it too. It's true. Now that the mines are gone, we can't blame everyone for finding a way out. Even the Grand Elder … '
At this thought, Lu Sheng gathered his thoughts and began studying the Three Yin Arts taught by He Xiangzi.
Looking back, he saw that the library's originally wide open door was slowly closing itself.
Lu Sheng studied it carefully and realized that as long as one's body was strong enough, anyone could use this technique!
He Xiangzi, on the other hand, was much worse. Although she was honest and simple-minded, her talent and bloodline were too poor. No matter how hard she tried, she still could not catch up to Fei Huangzi's progress.
Occasionally, new disciples would join, but they would also leave soon after due to lack of resources.
After that catastrophe, more than ninety percent of the Prime Devil Secret Arts were lost along with the deaths of the Elders. Only the one passed down by his Founding Master was left intact.
His expression did not change, but he glanced at the girl behind him from the corner of his eye.
"Junior Apprentice Brother Lu, let's keep our voices down so we don't disturb the other Senior and Junior Apprentice Brothers' morning classes," He Xiangzi whispered.
"If this goes on, how long can the sect last?"
The dozen or so disciples answered in unison.
"Clang … clang …"
The stone door opened slowly.
As time passed, Liu Shanzi's expression grew colder as he glanced at the empty praying mat.
This discovery made him overjoyed. Originally, he did not intend to learn anything in the sect. This time, he came to learn more about the Noble Families in the Central Plains and to come into contact with stronger beings.
Lu Sheng thought for a moment, then walked over and waited outside the door.
The Prime Devil Sect's techniques were not as targeted as the other sects, and the degree of bloodline development was not high either. In this aspect, they were at a disadvantage. Now, without the supply of resources, their cultivation speed was even slower, wasting the precious time of many disciples.
Lu Sheng did not know if the Shangyang Family had revealed his strength to the Prime Devil Sect. On the surface, his Three-Vein strength was considered elite even among the Noble Families.
These disciples looked like they were sitting still, but in reality, their bodies were trembling slightly. Many of their muscles were fighting against each other and exerting force.
Right now, his biggest competitor was He Xiangzi, who was behind him. Although this woman's talent was not good and her cultivation was poor, she was shrewd. She pretended to be honest and sincere, but it was very deceptive.
"A few more people left today. Brother Wang Zhen also left … Little Mei, Brother Shangguan, Brother Xue … all left …"
"The Prime Devil Secret Art … Is it related to the legendary Devil?" Lu Sheng asked curiously.
Grand Elder knew this as well, so he was discouraged and could not be bothered to care. Fortunately, the secret art he taught was only a portion of the 99 basic techniques. Apart from the Three Yin Technique and the other two basic techniques, Grand Elder kept the rest a secret and would not pass it on to others.
The elite disciples, stewards, and elders who supported the sect had either died in battle or gradually aged and died with the passage of time.
Now, it seemed that Shangyang Jiuli did not say much. She merely followed the usual procedures and placed him in.
After the morning lesson ended, Grand Elder stood up and left. The remaining dozen or so disciples stood up one after another. A few familiar ones chatted in low voices and sighed.
"Who knows? It's been two months since we've distributed cultivation resources … A few days ago, someone said that Wang Zhen was seen outside interacting with people from the Nine Bells Sect … Is that true? "
The woman behind him had an average appearance and figure, giving off an extremely dull feeling. She also glanced at Lu Sheng, but did not say anything.
Lu Sheng narrowed his eyes. He turned and leaped into the air, crossing the drawbridge in a few leaps and disappearing into the darkness.
He did not expect that he could use the secret art developed by the sect for the Noblemen's bloodline.
"Another newcomer," the man muttered softly.
"Thank you, Senior Sister." Lu Sheng could feel the sincerity in her tone. She did not hide anything. She was merely advising her junior brother as a senior sister.
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