When Xie Yan first studied this black book, only the cultivation methods of the physical body realm appeared on it, and the last part was only the content of the physical body realm advancing to the qi refining realm, as for the cultivation methods of the qi refining realm in the back, there was basically no record, Xie Yan's cultivation until now was completely dependent on the reversal of the exercises left by Shi Fengnian before. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info but the level of that exercise was obviously not enough, and after cultivating to the third level of qi refining, it was stuck, so that until now, Xie Yan has not broken through the level of the early stage of qi refining and entered the middle stage.

'Take, single dragon grass, blood river flower, with the gathering of qi blood, you can advance to the great perfection of the qi refining realm, and impact the foundation. ’

Here's a row of detailed methods.

Xie Yan wrote down the contents of the evil book at an extremely fast speed.

This kind of thing is obviously not recognized by heaven and earth, this method completely ignores qualifications and understanding, as long as you resist the curse of the evil book, you can grow into a master. It's like the content of the current Qi Cultivation Volume, which is simple beyond imagination.

In the entire Qi refining stage, only two medicinal materials and one blood are needed, which is not many times simpler than the exercises practiced by others.

"The mutation of the evil book should be related to my previous experience."

One catastrophe and one change!

Originally, Xie Yan thought that if he wanted to see the exercises behind, he needed to make a breakthrough in his cultivation, but now it seems that the cultivation method of this evil book is obviously different from other normal exercises.

Of course, this mysterious stele also played a very important role, otherwise, it would take at least three months for the evil book to complete its transformation.

Standing under the stele, Xie Yan slowly wrote down the follow-up exercises recorded in the evil book, from the perspective of the sky, the two of them were like shadows hidden behind the stele, completely unilluminated by the moonlight, as if the stele was a hidden hand, blocking Xie Yan and Jing Wuke below with shadows, so that some eyes had no way to notice their existence.

"Let's go, at this time, the village chief should have regained his senses."

After staying for a while, Jing Wuke spoke.

He just reminded Xie Yan to leave, but he didn't tell him that there was a mysterious power on the stele, and if he stayed here for too long, people would be affected by the stele, and see some pictures that should not be seen, and in the end, his mind would be affected and he would become a stupid and crazy person. For example, the old man of the village chief, because he saw some pictures that he shouldn't have seen back then, his mind was affected, and most of the time in one day, he was in a state of madness.

Xie Yan nodded and retracted the black book into his arms.

Jing Wuke glanced at the black book and didn't ask anything. Although the evil book is weird, Mirror Village is not an ordinary place, and the secrets that exist here are far beyond the imagination of normal people.

When the two returned to the village chief's house, the little broken child was already asleep.

The old man who had returned to normal was sitting alone in the middle of the room, and when he saw Xie Yan and Jing Wuke walking in, he nodded kindly and motioned for the two to sit down. After returning to normal, the old man did not have the same madness as before, but seemed to be a wise elder.

"You're finally sober." Jing Wuke said with a smile.

It could be seen from his tone that he had great respect for the old man.

The old man smiled, then turned his gaze to Xie Yan's body and asked.

"You're here to ask for directions, aren't you?"

Xie Yan nodded.

"I wonder if my predecessors have heard of Dao Yan Sect?"

After returning to normal, the old man seemed to have an extra layer of invisible fog on his body, and sitting across from him, Xie Yan's heart gave birth to a strange feeling, which was as if he was sitting here alone, talking to the air.

"I don't know."

The old man shook his head.

"I haven't been out and about in a long time."

This answer made Xie Yan slightly disappointed, but he was quickly relieved, how could an ancient immortal cultivator sect be able to find out casually, if it was really that simple, he would not have spent so many years to find the trace of an immortal cultivator.

"But I know a story, and if you're interested, I can tell you about it." The old man said.

Tale?

Xie Yan shook his head, indicating that he was not interested.

Since he couldn't find out any news here, there was no need to continue wasting time, he planned to leave here tomorrow after a night's rest, and go to the Canghai Kingdom in the east to find out the news.

"I remember that a long time ago, our mirror village was not a village."

The old man didn't care about Xie Yan's attitude at all, and said to himself. Jing Wuke next to him showed an apologetic look at Xie Yan.

The old man is like this, if he wants to speak, he will not pay attention to the attitude of others at all.

"It's a painting."

The old village chief's next words made Xie Yan stunned for a moment. He suddenly remembered the pen he had seen in a mysterious dream after he was hit by a headless corpse in the previous temple, the brush that could be made out of nothing. Originally, Xie Yan thought that it was a dream, but now it seems that maybe there is some connection between the two.

"After the painting came to life, it became a village, in this world, but independent of this world." The old village chief didn't say how the painting came to life.

Xie Yan didn't ask, but gradually became interested in the story told by the old village chief.

"That's why I gave it a special name - Mirror Village!"

The name of Kagami Village turned out to be given by this old man?

Xie Yan was suddenly startled, and looked at the old village chief.

Judging from the traces of this village, the Mirror Village has existed for a long time beyond imagination, if the name of this village is really given by this old guy, then how long has this old guy lived? It's not an exaggeration to describe him as an antique.

"In the third year of the existence of Mirror Village, a little monk passed by. I remember that the little monk was tired from walking, so he went into the village and begged for a drink. The old village chief flashed a look of remembrance.

"That little monk is also a man with magic power, after he drank the water, he helped us look at the feng shui in Jingcun, and then he insisted that there is a big demon behind our Jingcun, if the demon is born, it will definitely cause chaos in the world and ruin the life."

"Great demon?" Xie Yan still couldn't help but ask.

Behind what the old village chief said, it was obvious that it was the direction that Xie Yan walked in before, and there was nothing except the weird broken temple.

"Where did the big demon come from, it's clearly a little centipede, but the little monk himself didn't know it."

The old village chief said with a smile.

"A centipede?"

"A centipede that has lived for 30,000 years." Jing Wuke, who had not spoken beside him, suddenly answered.