Chapter 57: The Secret of the Moon

In the lair of the King of Manma.

By the pool of blood, there was a headless corpse lying quietly, and its vitality had been cut off.

Yuan Ming squatted aside, and there was a rag shirt spread out on the ground, and a dark red human head was placed on it, which was the king of the human spirit.

He carefully packed the skull and looked at the silver cat sitting beside him.

He was carefully looking at a black bead the size of a dragon's eye in front of him, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Let's go." Yuan Ming opened his mouth to remind.

The silver cat suddenly came back to its senses, raised one of its front paws, and swept it lightly on the soul bead, and the soul bead disappeared in place.

Yuan Ming was surprised, but he didn't ask anything, lifted the package containing the head of the Human Xiao King, and left from the cave exit on the other side under the guidance of the silver cat.

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I don't know how long it took, two figures quickly pursued in the underground cavern, and finally came here.

"The aura of that person here is strong, you can't be wrong, it's inside......" Elder Chu Xiong's eyes lit up, and he pointed to the hole beside him and said.

"Kill it quickly and find the soul orb." Elder Saren urged.

Elder Chu Xiong waved his palm, and a black weapon shaped like a bone claw appeared out of thin air in his palm, and his body rushed into the cave in a flash.

Elder Saren followed, and he also dodged and rushed in.

However, the moment they rushed into the cave, the two of them were stunned in unison.

The cave was a mess, and the ground was littered with fragmented corpses, most of them badly decomposed, and many of them had withered to bones and were in disarray.

And near the pool of blood, there was a headless corpse.

"This is ......" Elder Chu Xiong was startled and hurriedly rushed over.

Elder Saren followed after him.

"How did he die? It can't be fake, right? Elder Saren was incredulous.

"The wound in the chest was caused by my bone-eating hand, and it can't be wrong, it's him." Elder Chu Xiong explained, his brows furrowed, obviously full of suspicion.

Why did this man Xiao Wang die suddenly, and ...... Where did his head go?

"Soul Orb!"

The two elders' hearts tightened at the same time, and they hurriedly searched for it.

But after a while, the hearts of the two of them were cold at the same time, and they were taken first, and the soul bead was gone.

"Elder Chu, about the soul bead, but is there anyone else who knows?" Elder Saren said in disbelief.

"You know it's about who he really is, how could I possibly tell anyone else? Are you going to ......," Elder Chuxiong looked at Elder Saren and said suspiciously.

"Do you think I look like someone who would do that kind of stupid thing?" Elder Saren glanced at him and said.

"And who the hell did this?" Elder Chu Xiong frowned and groaned.

Elder Saren looked around, then looked at the corpses scattered on the ground, and his brows couldn't help but twist into pimples.

"Did you guess anything?" Looking at his tangled expression, Elder Chu Xiong couldn't help but ask.

"Look at the state and distribution of the corpses on the ground, do you see anything?" Elder Saren asked.

After hearing this, Elder Chu Xiong carefully observed for a moment, and his expression suddenly changed.

"The bodies had signs of activity before, and they were manipulated." Elder Chu Xiong looked at Elder Saren in disbelief.

"Being able to control the corpse at least means that the one who took the soul bead ...... It's soul cultivation, this ......," Elder Saren stopped when he wanted to speak.

"It's just you and me here, what else don't you dare to say? Do you also think that the Great Elder did it? Elder Chu Xiong said bluntly.

"In the entire Biluo Cave, I can't think of a second person except for his old man." Elder Saren nodded.

"This old guy, maybe he discovered the existence of the soul bead a long time ago, and he actually took the lead in cutting off the beard, and in vain we plan to give it to him after we get it." Elder Chu Xiong said with some indignation.

"But why did he take his head?" Elder Saren was a little puzzled.

"Could it be...... He's already ......," Elder Chu Xiong's expression changed slightly.

"Something is wrong with this, if it is really the Great Elder, just one word of command, which of us dares to disobey? Besides, why did he take the head? Elder Saren pondered for a moment before saying.

"Soul cultivation has always been mysterious and shadowy, and taking the head may be used to refine some soul cultivation weapon, but it may not be." Elder Chu Xiong muttered.

"That makes sense, if the Great Elder did it, we must never mention the Soul Orb again in the future...... Let's take it, this has never happened. Elder Saren smiled bitterly and said.

"Not bad! Fortunately, he is dead, and after the destruction of the body, this matter is over, and you and I can get rid of my heart disease for many years. Elder Chu Xiong sighed and said.

The two of them said goodbye, and they were speechless, and their hearts were not much lighter.

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On the other side, in a hidden valley.

Yuan Ming crouched under a cyan cliff, put the head of the King of the Human Xiao into a large planed pit, filled it with sand and stones, and buried it.

Then, he found a long stone block with a unique shape and put it aside, which was regarded as a wordless monument.

After doing all this, he glanced at the silver cat squatting on the stone next to him, frowned, and said:

"It's here, let's leave it at that." He was dissatisfied with what had happened in the cave and didn't want to have much to do with it.

"Stop."

The voice of the silver cat sounded in his head, still in an unquestionable tone.

Yuan Ming looked back and saw a palm-thick cyan book appear out of thin air and land at his feet.

"What is this?" Yuan Ming frowned.

"I didn't have your help this time...... I didn't get the Orb so easily...... This is considered a reward. The silver cat said, didn't care about Yuan Ming's reaction at all, and turned around and left.

Yuan Ming was left alone, and he hesitated for a long time before picking up the cyan book from the ground.

At a glance, I saw the three big characters of "Dark Moon Jue" written on the cover of the book.

It is not the southern Xinjiang script, but the script used by the Central Plains people in Yuan Ming's memory.

After a while, Yuan Ming picked a sunny hillside, sat down on a large flat stone, and opened the cyan book.

"The art of soul building cultivation is not for physical fatigue, not for the technique, unpredictable, and ordinary and difficult to prevent. Those who practice should look at themselves, and those who are not strong in their spirits and strong wills should not practice on their own. ”

The first paragraph of the opening paragraph is not an overview of the general essentials of the exercises, but rather a reminder to the reader to examine themselves and see if they are qualified to practice the exercises.

Although Yuan Ming didn't understand what the art of soul cultivation was, he also felt that this opening sentence was somewhat bluffing.

He continued to look down, and the rest of the account was much more normal.

"The sun is in the gods, and the moon is in the soul. The Moon Exercises, nourish the soul with the moon essence, nourish the soul, and strengthen the soul......"

Yuan Ming read the whole text of "The Secret of the Dark Moon", and realized that the so-called soul cultivation seems to be a type of monk who refines the power of the divine soul, and the soul cultivation method is usually a cultivation method for the purpose of tempering the divine soul.

Its means of attacking the enemy when facing the enemy is also the consciousness of the soul of the main attacker, and the means are more concealed and unpredictable, making people unable to defend against it.

Yuan Ming couldn't help but think that when he was fighting against the Human Xiao King in the cave, those corpses used to attack in groups, thinking that maybe it was a kind of soul cultivation method used by that silver cat, right?

However, this kind of exercise seems to be extremely difficult to cultivate, and the previous warning is not an exaggeration, but there are indeed risks in practice, and those who are not strong in their minds are very likely to hurt their souls.

Once the soul is damaged, people may lose their memory, lose their minds, lose their souls, and even become stupid people.

Yuan Ming originally didn't have much interest in this "Dark Moon Technique", but after reading the first layer of exercises, as long as he could successfully cultivate, he could refine the power of the divine soul into a substance, and the idea of cultivation sprouted in his heart.

Although he didn't know if his divine soul power was qualified, he still had some confidence in his willpower.

Then, he continued to flip through the following contents, and found that this exercise was unexpectedly short, and there were only three layers in total.

However, the content of these three layers of exercises is very detailed, and there are occasionally some small letters in the blank space next to them, which seem to be annotations left by someone.

It contains a detailed record of the cultivation methods and later attack methods, but the content is quite difficult and obscure, at least for Yuan Ming, it is still somewhat difficult to understand them all.

At the moment, he had no intention of cultivating immediately, so he put away the book, and after pranayama on the spot for half an hour, he left.

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In the next half a month, Yuan Ming did not go out to hunt beasts again, but stayed in his cave, recuperating from his injuries while cultivating.

First, he was not sure if Kuntu and Bada would come to find trouble for him, and secondly, he was not sure whether the sect's handling of the human dragon incident would involve him, although with his humble status as a mere furry beast slave, the probability of these two things appearing was not too great, but he also had to guard against it.

During the day, he continued to practice the Nine Yuan Formula, and at night, when the bright moon was hanging in the sky, he would come out to try to cultivate the "Dark Moon Technique".

What bothered him was that he once again encountered the dilemma of cultivating the Blood Qi Method.

There is a very clear entry standard for cultivating the "Secret of the Dark Moon", that is, to be able to "look inward with divine consciousness and sit and look at yourself".

The so-called divine consciousness is a kind of ability that surpasses the six consciousnesses born after the monk has stepped into the Qi refining period, and it is also mentioned in the Nine Yuan Decision, in short, it is a special perception that can probe everything.

It's just that now, his divine consciousness is very weak, he can only close his eyes and perceive the range of feet, and every time he opens his divine consciousness, after a long time, he has a feeling of prostration, and he needs to rest for a long time to recover.

In addition, with each improvement in cultivation, the divine sense will also be slightly enhanced, but for Yuan Ming, the feeling is not too obvious.

According to the book, the so-called "inner view of the divine consciousness and self-contemplation" must guide the divine consciousness to observe the three important internal scenes of one's own dantian, meridians and sea, that is, it is like a king of the human world inspecting the mountains and rivers in the territory to show control.

But after half a month of hard work, Yuan Ming could only look inwardly at his own sea of knowledge, and what he saw was only a small area of chaos, and he couldn't really look inside the entire sea of knowledge.

Not to mention the so-called divine consciousness outside the meridians and visiting the dantian.

This kind of circulation of divine consciousness is different from the previous Yinmao who instructed him to use the power of the divine soul to condense his eyes, the operation is more detailed, and the control of the power of the divine soul is extremely strict, and Yuan Ming has always been difficult to master.