Murong Han looked at a purple flame lion, and continued to look at the handwriting on it, translating it into his words little by little. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Boy, you should open your mouth, what the hell is this, don't look at it alone, and tell me old man, are you going to kill me?" said the old man Bing.

"Don't worry, I haven't finished reading it yet, how can I tell you if I don't finish it!" Murong Han said.

The more he looked at it, the more interested he became in the Cave Turtle Breath Technique, and after a while, Murong Han opened his mouth and asked, "Old Man Bing, do you know what this is?"

"I don't know, you kid quickly said, don't force me to make a move, there is no appetite like you. Old man Bing said dissatisfiedly.

"This shouldn't be a secret method, but it's not a practice either, I don't know, it's more like a kind of courageous technique! Murong Han said.

"What is this and what effect does it have?" asked the old man suspiciously.

"Shielding other people's prying eyes, shielding the senses, and strengthening your own defenses. Murong Han replied.

"The same cannot be said. Murong Han said, pressing his palm on the stone wall, and a turbid gas was pulled out by Murong Han from the stone wall.

The Purple Flame Lion stared at the situation in front of him with wide eyes, it had lived here for so long, and it didn't notice that there was still this power on the stone wall.

And this power can still be seen with the naked eye, but it can't be felt, this is the most peculiar place, if it wasn't for it, the Purple Flame Lion would think that Murong Han didn't have anything in his hands.

"What is this?"

Old man Bing asked suspiciously, because even he couldn't detect this breath, he needed to see it with the naked eye, Murong Han smiled slightly, and said.

"This is the Cave Turtle Breath Technique recorded on the stone wall, you can't feel its existence, because this thing can shield the divine sense, shield, shield the detection of others, unless it is seen by the naked eye. ”

Until this moment, the old man Bing did not know that this courage was terrifying, if this was the case, no matter where he hid, as long as he was not seen, I am afraid that no one would be able to find out.

This is the most terrifying skill, and in addition to being shocked, the old man Bing began to wonder which master left this anti-heaven thing here.

But no one told Old Man Bing the answer, at this time, Murong Han had already looked at the turbid gas in his hand, and Old Man Bing asked suspiciously.

"What the hell is this?"

"The breath of the cave tortoise. Murong Han replied, if you want to cultivate the Cave Turtle Breathing Technique, you need a thousand-year-old Cave Turtle to extract the turbidity qi in its body to cultivate.

This is also the reason why this thing is so difficult to cultivate, the place where the Cave Turtle grows is nowhere to be found, and the Cave Turtle itself has the talent of shielding divine consciousness, which makes it even more difficult to find.

The thousand-year-old cave tortoise lives in the water without light, which means that there is either no road in that place, or it is very far from the ground, so there is no light.

For various reasons, it is very difficult to find the Cave Turtle, and it is also very difficult to cultivate this thing, but fortunately, the seniors who carved the words on the stone wall seem to be aware of this situation.

Therefore, when he left the method of cultivation, he also left the turbidity of the turtle that had been caveing, and it was also like this that Murong Han had the opportunity to cultivate.

The turbidity in Murong Han's hand has gradually formed a turtle, and it is in Murong Han's hand, vivid, even Murong Han himself is stunned, is this thing in front of him a cave tortoise.

This turbidity has been left on the stone wall for a while, and the passage of time has given this turbidity a hint of wisdom.

At this time, the cave turtle looked at Murong Han, as if he wanted to escape, and a layer of courage permeated Murong Han's hands, restricting the turbidity.

This thing has no substance, but like the cave tortoise, it can shield the divine sense, and if it escapes, I am afraid it will not be caught.

At this time, the turbid qi saw the barrier in front of him and let out a roar, as if he was a little angry that someone else had imprisoned it. Looking at the turbid qi in his hand, Murong knew that he couldn't waste time, and he had to refine this turbid qi as soon as possible.

With both hands restricting the turbidity qi to his dantian, Murong Han closed his eyes and began to absorb and refine a stream of turbidity.

Cultivating according to the method of the Cave Turtle Breath Technique, the turbid qi was absorbed into Murong Han's body little by little, and it was integrated into his body little by little.

This turbid qi continued to flow on Murong Han's body, gradually carrying a little bit of Murong Han's breath, and the spirit in Murong Han's body also refined the turbidity of this cave turtle little by little.

The turbidity gradually integrated into Murong Han's body, and even Murong Han's didn't expect that his refining of turbidity gas this time would be so smooth.

But this time it was surprisingly smooth, but the people outside didn't think so, and both the old man Bing and the Purple Flame Lion looked at Murong Han with some concern.

Because at this time, Murong Han's breath became weaker and weaker, and in the end, his breath disappeared directly, and his breathing weakened little by little, and finally disappeared directly.

At this time, Murong Han was like a dead man, and even the temperature gradually dropped, no different from a dead man.

Old Man Bing didn't know why this was the case, Murong Han had completely absorbed this turbid qi at this time, and his consciousness began to fall into a strange state.

Even the old man Bing couldn't wake up Murong Han, at this time, even his spirit had been quiet, there was no tendency to flow at all, and Murong Han seemed to be really dead.

The Purple Flame Lion was also looking at it very anxiously, and Murong Han had already entered a dormant state at this time.

Even the people who left the Cave Turtle Breath Technique didn't expect that Murong Han would actually enter this state.

This is a special skill of the Cave Turtle, when it encounters an extremely harsh environment, the Cave Turtle will enter a dormant state.

Transformed from external breathing to internal breathing, falling into a state of suspended animation, conserving its own energy, and the external environment cannot affect the cave tortoise.

This is also a miracle of their existence, from the outside, it looks like they are dead, but in fact they are alive, as for what is very relieved of this state, it depends on luck, maybe a day, maybe a month, maybe a year.

But there is one thing, he must wake up before the nutrients in his body are exhausted, and Murong Han has fallen into this state at this time, even he himself is not aware of it.

At this time, his divine consciousness also began to sleep, and now no one could wake up Murong Han, only waiting for him to wake up by himself, Old Man Bing looked at Murong Han with an anxious expression.

He didn't know why Murong Han had become like this, why it was like this, but he knew that it must have something to do with the words on the wall.

But he still couldn't figure out the reason why Murong Han became like this at this time, and the Purple Flame Lion was also anxious.

kept shaking Murong Han, but found that he didn't react, and in the end he had no choice but to leave and let Murong Han stay here alone.

I'm afraid that even Murong Han himself didn't know why he was like this, and even he didn't expect that he would fall into a deep sleep like this.

At this time, his consciousness and soul had fallen into an ethereal state, and nothing could affect him, and nothing could make him wake up.

Old Man Bing had no choice but to fall silent, he knew that Murong Han was not dead, if Murong Han was dead, then the spirits in his body would automatically disperse and return to this world.

These spirits did not react, which just means that Murong Han has nothing to do, and all the old man can do now is to wait for Murong Han to wake up.

There is only this way, there is no other way, the old man Bing also fell silent, and now he has no other way.

The Purple Flame Lion also came to see Murong Han every day, but he showed no signs of improvement, and he was still the same.

But after so much time, Murong Han's body has not changed, and it looks the same as when he first started.

This made the Purple Flame Lion Fang feel a lot more at ease, no matter how high a cultivation is, there will be a little change after death, but Murong Han's no, which means that the other party has nothing to do, which makes the Purple Flame Lion angry a lot.

Murong Han is still the same, Murong Han can only stay here, the Purple Flame Lion does not let any demonic beasts enter this place, and the only ones who can come in are it and the Little Purple Flame Lion.

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