According to legend, when Hahu became a seventh-level samurai, he went out on a mission and offended Cunzài, who should not be offended. As a result, when Ha Hu was at home, overnight, the whole family of ten people was skinned and skinned, and even the seventh-level warrior Ha Hu was not exempted.

No matter how weak the spiritual power of a seventh-level warrior is, it can be comparable to that of an ordinary wizard, if it contains great resentment and dies unyieldingly, its spiritual energy will not collapse, dissipate and the sky, but condense into a "spirit", that is, the legendary "ghost"!

Hahu's family of ten died tragically, and even the seventh-level warrior himself died in Jiuquan, and it is not impossible for Hahu to turn spiritual energy into a ghost after his death.

Since the ghost is transformed by the spiritual energy stimulated by the heavy resentment, the power of the ghost is beyond the amount of the ontology, and as for how much it can surpass the ontology, it can only depend on how much resentment the previous body suffered!

"If it's true, I, O. Connor Nisa, don't mind understanding the power of that ghost, whether it's really as powerful as the legend says!" Connor thought to himself and muttered disdainfully. Although this was a whisper, he deliberately said it to others, whether it was a ghost or an authentic person.

Connor admired the guqin from afar, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that if it was sold, it would definitely sell for a good price. Regardless of its age, whether it is an antiquity or not. Even its heavenly and underground timbre is not a treasure measured by price.

However, Connor only thought about it for a moment, he didn't get to the point of smashing pots and selling iron for a living.

He walked to the side hall again, where the kitchen and dining room stood side by side, and the layout was no different from that of an ordinary villa. The kitchen was stocked with all kinds of utensils, and Connor placed his fingers on the knife holder full of knives, and gently brushed his hand over the spotless wooden cutting board.

There are two vegetable sinks and dishwashing sinks side by side, and the two faucets above the sink are like pure gold.

Connor was about to walk over to pick up the water when he suddenly felt as if something was wrong. Suddenly turning around, I saw a terrifying scene happening, on the previously empty cutting board, there was a bright kitchen knife at some point, the kitchen knife reflected a ray of light on Connor's face, and he could clearly feel the faint evil aura emanating from the kitchen knife.

Connor remembered very well that there were no kitchen knives on the cutting board, and all the kitchen knives were on top of the knife holders. Before Connor could step forward to check the kitchen knives on the knife stand, his nose moved slightly, and he smelled a faint smell of blood.

The crisp sound of water droplets "tick, tick...", Connor frowned, and turned his head sharply to look at the dripping faucet, no! Connor didn't turn on the faucet, could it be that the faucet was broken?

A drop, a drop of clear water drips out of the faucet, and the water does not look like a trace of impurities. But it was such pure water that Connor felt an inexplicable depression, and that light bloody breath was emitted from this drop, drop by drop.

At this time, Connor's brows furrowed, his hands hanging under him clenched into fists, and the back of his hands was bulging, as if he could throw a fatal punch anytime and anywhere. He walked slowly out of the kitchen, and the originally dim lights in the hall suddenly flickered and flickered, looking strange and abnormal.

Connor stood in the middle of the hall, just staring coldly at the Qiē in front of him, without any expression, and unable to make any expression. The hall flashed red, and a terrifying scene occurred......

Pieces of blood-stained human skins were hung all over the walls of the hall, and on top of the chairs in the middle of the hall, the same human skins were placed on top of the chairs. There were nearly twenty of these human skins, and these blood-drenched human skins were old and young, male and female, as if they had just been peeled off, and each human skin face showed a terrifying and hideous expression, as if they had witnessed their own skins being peeled off.

Connor recognized ten of these skins, that is, the Hahu family, and when he paid a billion to the big-eared man to buy this villa, the big-eared man gave him detailed information about this family of ten, how could Connor not know.

The skins of Hahu, his wife, son and other family members were all hung on the chairs in the center of the hall, and Hahu's eyes were full of disbelief and unwillingness! Whoever witnesses such a tragic death of his family is equally unwilling! And the skins on the walls are those who have bought the villa in the past, but unfortunately they have all been stripped off and hung here at this time.

Although these scenes are only ear and ear in the memories inherited by Connor, what you see with your own eyes is what you see with your own eyes, and memories are always memories. Connor looked at the qi in front of him, his stomach couldn't help but roll, and there was a hint of imperceptible panic in his eyes. But Connor didn't dare to show any more, he wasn't in the habit of showing fear in front of unknown enemies.

These were all illusions of light and shadow, but they were just tentative provocations, and how could Connor not know that if he really showed cowardice, then he would lose. Connor half-raised his head and said coldly:

"Whether Your Excellency is a human or a ghost, from today onwards, this is my territory. If you dare to make trouble in front of me, Unisha will not mind overtaking Your Excellency again! ”

Connor finished speaking, and with a flick of his sleeve, he went straight up the stairs. On the second floor, I randomly entered a room, and with a "bang", the door was slammed shut. In the room, he slept in a bed at random, not paying any attention to the hidden enemy

The next day, at noon......

Connor appeared in an extremely empty room, with him alone sitting cross-legged with three books in front of him.

Of these three books, one is newly bound and as thick as a foot; A book with only a few thin pages, extremely tattered, and I don't know how many years it has been read; The third book is about an inch thick, and it is also extremely tattered, as if it has been turned over for many years.

The two "broken books" were the ones Connor had obtained on the second floor of Nisa's residence, and the new one, which was a foot thick, had been purchased in the stone arch city at noon.

The thickest of these three books is called "Origin Energy Teaching", the thinnest is called "Dark Energy Bible", and the last one is the Bloody Battle Huangquan Battle Technique.

Connor's eyes were slightly closed, and he pondered detailed memories of the Primordial Teachings and the Dark Energy Bible:

The appearance of this Primal Teachings has made it impossible to trace the years, because it seems that the Primordial Teachings have appeared since there were intelligent lifeforms in Yavin, and at that time, there was no interstellar trade, so how could we trace the years.

Energy is everywhere and everywhere! Any matter in the universe, even as small as an atom, molecule, dust, or sand, has its original energy. Even the movement of the entire universe, which is as large as the Yawen galaxy, is driven by the original energy, and without it, it will cease to exist.

It's just that these dead creatures don't know how to cultivate energy, and if a grain of atoms, dust, and sand also knows how to cultivate energy, then they will also be able to have extremely powerful power to destroy miè and create zào.

The Origin Energy Teaching Method is divided into seven stages, and each stage of cultivation will achieve a level, until it reaches the seventh level, and then the energy will be further refined and purified, and finally the pure energy will be cultivated, and the person who will be promoted to a god will have an immortal body!

As for the level of cultivation, it is only for the person who cultivates energy, and the level is just a measure of the stage to which a samurai cultivates energy. If energy is compared to water, then the body that practices energy is the cup that holds water, and the cups are large and small. In the same way, the body of a samurai who cultivates energy can hold more or less, and this amount of energy is called "potential" by energy practitioners!

If a samurai with strong potential and a samurai with lower potential cultivate at the same time, it will be easy for a samurai with secondary potential to reach a high level, while a samurai with high potential will have to multiply the time it takes to cultivate to a high level. However, the strength of the strength depends entirely on the amount of energy in the body, so sometimes a high-level sub-potential samurai is not necessarily an opponent of a low-level samurai with strong potential. Therefore, in addition to himself, even if he is valued, the rank of the samurai is only to judge whether the samurai is diligent or not.

As for the cultivation of the energy in the body to the perfection of saturation, the cultivation of refinement, purity, until the condensation of pure energy, has nothing to do with strong potential and weak potential. It may be the power of the legendary Creator, in the face of pure energy, all monks are equal and fair!

This teaching method of origin energy is the method of cultivating energy in the body. However, this one-foot-thick, smoke-like text makes people feel numb on their scalps at a glance, and they have a sense of retreat. If you understand all these words, and re-experience them sentence by sentence and line by line, meditate on their inner meaning, and cultivate energy.

How long will it take, if you are an ordinary person, I am afraid that you will not be able to do it in a hundred years. However, Connor himself is not an ordinary person, the first emperor Chen Yifei in his previous life has evolved to the limit of intelligent lifeforms, and his unparalleled learning ability comes in handy at this time