Chapter 52: Xuanwu Hanhai Gong

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This thought suddenly appeared in Zhao Hang's mind, and he felt that he had turned into a Xuanwu, the body of a turtle and snake, the desolation was eternal, and the longevity was eternal. Xuanwu stepped on the waves, stirring the blue sea.

What is Xuanwu? One of the four great divine beasts, the gods in charge of the north.

Xuanwu is believed to be the god of water in the north, the god of fertility, and the god of command.

Any title is enough to prove the extraordinaryness of Xuanwu.

Consciousness gradually returned from Xuanwu's body, and the light in Zhao Hang's eyes flowed, incomparably profound, as if he had gone through the vicissitudes of endless years, and it seemed that he had calculated the operation of all things in the world.

"Whew. ā€

Hang Zhao let out a long breath, broke away from the influence of Xuanwu's will, and returned to his normal state. Immediately after, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Xuanwu Hanhai Gong, the supernatural power of the second figure of the demon supreme law.

Xuanwu Hanhai Gong is different from the Spirit Ape Vertical and Horizontal Technique, which is a magical ability to refine the body, cultivating a strong and unrivaled physique, and a flawless body;

"Xuanwu Hanhai Gong, this is really suitable for me. ā€

Zhao Hang smiled lightly.

Qi practice is the most common Qi practice method in the cultivation realm, and it requires a lot of resources and time to go step by step, step by step.

However, Xuanwu Hanhai Gong is a supernatural power in the supreme law of demons, and it is by no means ordinary.

With the precipitation before the Spirit Ape Vertical and Horizontal Technique, Zhao Hang's cultivation of Xuanwu Hanhai Gong was able to grasp it, and he quickly figured out the tricks. However, it will take some time to set foot in the first level of Xuanwu Hanhai Gong.

Running the Xuanwu Hanhai Gong, the aura of heaven and earth formed a huge whirlpool and constantly converged towards Zhao Hang, which was absorbed by Zhao Hang, and turned into demonic qi according to the operation of the Xuanwu Hanhai Gong.

However, Zhao Hang didn't show a trace of joy, opened his eyes, and smiled bitterly.

"Nai Ho Zhu. ā€

Nai He Zhu, suspended in the dantian, blocked Zhao Hang's demonic energy. The demonic qi condensed by Xuanwu Hanhaigong's cultivation was also quickly sealed by Nai He Zhu.

Zhao Hang's face was helpless, but He Zhu blocked his demonic qi so that he could return to his human form. However, it also made him unable to turn into a demon, and the demonic energy of his cultivation was quickly blocked by Nai He Zhu.

The Nai He Zhu that he got from the mysterious young man was not something that Zhao Hang could easily control.

"Keep cultivating. ā€

Zhao Hang continued to cultivate.

However, the mystery of He Zhu is not something that Zhao Hang can crack for a while. The only thing that can be done is to continue cultivating.

However, Zhu Hui suppressed and blocked the demonic qi cultivated by Zhao Hang, but it was only a blockade. The condensation and growth of demonic qi is still continuing, and it only needs to reach a sufficient level to definitely break the seal of Nai He Zhu.

After cultivating the Xuanwu Hanhai Gong for an hour, he also has a certain understanding of the Xuanwu Hanhai Gong.

The cultivation of the Demon Supreme Law is simple to say, but it is extremely difficult to say that it is difficult. The supernatural power of each figure needs to cooperate with the will of that figure. If the will is clear, it is easy to practice, but if the will is different, the practice is difficult.

After that, Zhao Hang practiced the qi cultivation technique for an hour and completely consolidated his cultivation.

Cuckoo.

A feeling of hunger came from his stomach, and Zhao Hang woke up from his meditation practice. Stretching his waist, there was a faint crackling sound like fried beans, which was extremely comfortable.

"Find something to eat. ā€

Zhao Hang walked out of the cave, and a red sun hung high in the sky, exuding a warm atmosphere. The snow began to melt, and drops of cool snow fell from the leaves, shrubs, and branches, and gathered into small streams of water towards the lowlands.

With a slight movement of his nose, he smelled the breath of the beasts in the Great Cangshan Mountain.

"The smell of brown wild boar, it's really good. ā€

Zhao Hang smiled lightly, and walked out quickly, like a gust of wind rushing out, leaving an afterimage in the snow, and quickly disappeared into the jungle.

The sky is icy and snowy, and the sun is shining, but it is difficult to dispel the cold breath.

In the jungle, a brown-skinned wild boar fled quickly, its blood-colored eyes, long fangs, brown skin, and strong limbs, leaving deep footprints on the ground.

A young man in Tsing Yi appeared behind the brown-skinned wild boar, looked at the fat body, and licked his lips, as if he was looking at a roast oven pig.

"My big meal. You can't run away. ā€

Zhao Hang touched the ground again, quickly came to the back of the brown-skinned wild boar, grabbed the tail of the brown-skinned wild boar with one hand, and lifted the seven or eight hundred catties of brown-skinned wild boar with one force, and shook it hard, throwing the brown-skinned wild boar away.

Bang bang bang.

Several large trees were broken in succession, and the bright red blood stained the snow, and a long mark was made on the snow, and the brown-skinned wild boar stopped.

Zhao Hang walked over unhurriedly. The flick just now broke all the bones on the brown-skinned wild boar, and there was no need to worry about the brown-skinned wild boar escaping.

Wow.

The snow on the ground suddenly cracked.

Zhao Hang lifted his breath and jumped away, and then looked at the previous place, revealing a big pit, and an egg was lying quietly in the big pit.

The egg is huge, several times larger than an ostrich egg, with strange black and white lines on it. Black and white lines are intertwined, like flames, like flowing water, and they are extremely strange.

"What kind of egg is this? Is it some kind of monster?"

Zhao Hang looked at the eggs in front of him with some curiosity, he had seen bird eggs, eggs, duck eggs, goose eggs, and soft eggs, but this kind of black and white intertwined eggs had really never been encountered.

"I don't know what it tastes like?"

Zhao Hang hugged the black and white eggs, showing a hint of surprise on his face.

"It's pretty heavy, what kind of egg is this?"

Holding the black and white egg, Zhao Hang estimated that the weight of this egg was at least a thousand catties. An egg weighing a thousand pounds, unheard of, unseen.

"Concentrate is the essence, and the taste of this heavy egg should not be much worse. ā€

Zhao Hang held the black and white eggs, pulled the wild boar, and found a place. Collect some hay, leaves, and twigs and set them on fire.

The flames fluttered, emitting heat and dissipating the cold wind.

Zhao Hang made a simple stand and put the black and white eggs on top, wanting to bake the black and white eggs.

However, the flame burned and was constantly absorbed by the black and white eggs, and the black and white eggs glowed with black and white light, devouring the flames, and it was extremely strange.

"It's really funny. Zhao Hang was surprised and delighted, and continued to add firewood, "Then I'll see how long you can absorb it?"

After all the prepared firewood was burned, the black and white eggs still did not change, but the black and white light that appeared at that time seemed to be very satisfied.

"It's funny. ā€

Zhao Hang grinned and didn't continue to entangle too much with an egg. The black and white eggs were set aside, and the wild boar began to be processed and grilled.