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The Holy Son of Hell's Martial Arts Realm was, of course, higher than Zuo Zhicheng's, but their martial arts philosophies were different. One regarded martial arts as the sublimation of life and a lifelong pursuit, while the other regarded martial arts as just one of many tools.
However, knowing that Zuo Zhicheng's martial arts philosophies were different from his, the Holy Son of Hell didn't say much, because this wasn't something that could be persuaded by words alone.
Zuo Zhicheng flipped through the secret book of Thousand Ghost Underworld Cold Claw and asked, "By the way, when we get out, we need a name. I can't keep calling you the Holy Son of Hell, right?"
The Holy Son of Hell closed his eyes and said, "My name … You can call me whatever you want. I don't care."
Zuo Zhicheng nodded and said, "In that case, let me think about it." He closed the secret book in his hand and rolled his eyes, as if he was thinking of a name for the Holy Son of Hell.
"I know two people who are martial arts fanatics like you. One is called Sun Wukong, and the other is called Vegeta. How about you be called Sun Wuta?"
The Holy Son of Hell opened his eyes and stared coldly at Zuo Zhicheng. Zuo Zhicheng smiled and said, "You don't like it? Then I know two other martial arts fanatics. One is called Dugu Qiubai, and the other is Ouyang Feng. How about you be called Dugu Feng? "
"Dugu Qiubai is a good name." The Holy Son of Hell's eyes lit up when he heard the name.
However, Zuo Zhicheng rejected the idea and said, "Such an arrogant name will attract too much attention. Dugu Feng will be your name. "
The Holy Son of Hell glanced at him and didn't refute. He couldn't refute it now. After all, the situation was stronger than the person. Zuo Zhicheng could crush him with one hand now. Even if he was called Gou Dan, he could only accept it. In comparison, the name Dugu Feng was much better.
After that, Zuo Zhicheng helped the Holy Son of Hell, who was now known as Dugu Feng, to lean against a bookshelf. Then, he began to read the rows of martial arts manuals on the bookshelves of the Hell's Gate.
From the most basic Qi Refinement True Teachings to the profound Void Refinement Technique, he flipped through them one by one and silently recited them in his heart.
Moreover, he didn't just recite many of the martial arts, he even practiced them on the spot. He held a book in one hand and clenched his other hand into a fist. As he circulated his Qi, his muscles moved, and his Qi and blood were constantly condensed and gathered. His entire hand turned red and expanded and contracted with the beating of his heart. It was as if he had become a heart.
This was Hell Nirvana. A Sect Leader of the Hell's Sect had combined the breathing method of the Hell Soul Cleansing Scripture with the breathing method of the orthodox sects. It was a method to control the strength of one's body by changing one's breathing, blood flow, and heartbeat.
It could be said that it was one of the few martial arts that could be used to kill and maintain one's body.
Originally, Zuo Zhicheng's foundation of martial arts was the Southern Sacred Sect's Northern Roc Sky Style. However, even the Northern Roc Sky Style couldn't train every corner of the body. Among the many martial arts of the Hell's Sect, most of them overlapped with the Northern Roc Sky Style. However, there were some parts, such as the Hell Nirvana before him, that could train some of the subtle parts of the body that the Northern Roc Sky Style couldn't train.
It could be said that after he studied and cultivated all the martial arts of the Hell's Sect, it was equivalent to him mending his body once again. It would make his body more perfect and complete. It would be very beneficial to his mastery of the human body and the growth of his physical strength.
An hour later …
Two hours later …
Six hours later …
Zuo Zhicheng was like an extremely greedy black hole, crazily absorbing the martial arts of the Hell's Sect one after another. His legs flashed and leaped, leaving a trail of shadows behind as he appeared on the ground.
It looked as if more than ten Zuo Zhicheng had appeared at the same time.
Dugu Feng opened his eyes to take a look. This was the Hell's Sect's Reincarnation Ultimate Movement Technique. It was able to fight for the most minute details. And with one look, he could tell that Zuo Zhicheng was not just purely learning. He was trying to integrate this Ultimate Movement Technique into his own martial arts.
He was breaking down the Reincarnation Ultimate Movement Technique one by one. He was trying to find a way to integrate the explosive power and other techniques into his Shadow Realm Flash, increasing the power of his Shadow Realm Flash once again.
'This kid …' Dugu Feng thought to himself. 'He doesn't have any passion for martial arts at all. But this guy's self-discipline has reached an insane level. It's not that he likes martial arts, but that he feels that martial arts are very useful to him. He can spend a lot of time doing things that he doesn't like.
I wonder if he would eat shit for ten years if he could become stronger by eating shit.
But with such adaptability and adaptability, maybe he can really integrate different True Meanings of Martial Arts and create a True Meaning of Martial Arts that belongs to him alone. '
Therefore, Zuo Zhicheng continued to read the Hell's Sect's martial arts manuals in the secret chamber of the Hell's Sect, absorbing the essence of their martial arts. And with the Holy Son of the Yama Clan, Dugu Feng, by his side, he could get answers from Dugu Feng if he had any questions.
One day, two days, three days …
Time continued to pass. Zuo Zhicheng didn't even eat or sleep. At his level, eating and sleeping were no longer necessary. Even if he didn't sleep for a month, he would still be full of energy and vigor.
As for food, he had the Spiritual Energy Furnace. Just the energy left behind by the Spiritual Energy Furnace was enough for him to go without eating or drinking for a few years. Dugu Feng, on the other hand, was weak and needed to eat.
But Zuo Zhicheng naturally wouldn't waste time on preparing food for him. So he only dripped a few drops of green spirit blood to feed Dugu Feng every day.
The green spirit blood in his body was created by absorbing energy from the Spiritual Energy Furnace. It was very nutritious. A few drops were enough for Dugu Feng to consume for a day.
The energy provided by the spirit blood even sped up the recovery of Dugu Feng's injuries. After all, even if he was no longer in the Void Refinement Realm, his physical control and quality were still there. With enough nutrition, he was able to recover from his physical injuries in just a few days.
However, it wasn't easy to recover his broken arm and broken spine. No matter how much nutrition he took, Dugu Feng was already a disabled person. It was impossible for him to regenerate his broken limbs.
And in his eyes, Zuo Zhicheng's temperament was becoming more and more terrifying. For ten whole days, he read, recited, and practiced day and night. This kind of self-control was terrifying to the extreme.
Even when he was in seclusion, it was impossible for him to do the same thing for ten days, twenty-four hours, day and night. After all, humans were humans. They had to know when to relax and when to relax. When the Holy Son of the Yama Clan was in seclusion, he had to relax for at least ten minutes or half an hour every day to empty his mind, drink some tea, eat some food, and so on.
To relax his tense nerves and rest his tired brain, Zuo Zhicheng didn't seem to need this function at all. An inhuman feeling appeared in the heart of the Holy Son of the Yama Clan.
Ten days passed. Zuo Zhicheng didn't hold back at all. Without any rest, he memorized all the secret manuals and practiced all the martial arts that he thought were valuable. On the morning of the tenth day, he opened his eyes. It was as if there were mountains of knives and seas of fire reflected in his pupils.
Even now, the Holy Son of the Yama Clan didn't know how far he was from the Dharma stage.
Zuo Zhicheng opened his palm and a divine light sword appeared in his hand. Then, with a few swishes, a waterfall of light exploded around Zuo Zhicheng like a waterfall of light. With one point of the sword, all the secret manuals around him were cut into pieces.
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