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Back on the riverbank, Xiao Yao, who had already eaten and drunk, was finally able to settle down and began to cultivate the Northern Hell Remnants and Ling Bo Weibu that he had obtained from the blessed land of Lang Huan. (Please search Bayi Chinese Net, the fastest updated novel website!) He opened the book, turned to the page that recorded the Shengong of the Northern Underworld, read the small characters after the drawing several times, and after remembering it in his heart, he practiced the "Hand Taiyin Lung Sutra" according to the exercise route drawn in the picture. But just before he had practiced a stick of incense, Xiao Yao suddenly felt that his body was like a hundred beasts churning, and the true qi that had been quietly dissipated in the meridians everywhere also collided back and forth like lit firecrackers, entangled together, and the whole body was instantly like a pot of boiling hot water, and the five internal organs, the eight veins of the strange meridians were all placed in it, and it was unspeakably miserable for a moment. Sensing this, Xiao Yao didn't have time to think about it, hurriedly stopped the practice, concentrated his energy, united his mind and spirit, and used the method that Li Mochou had taught him to regulate pranayama, and after more than half an hour, the feeling of pain and chaos in his body was slightly reduced.

Feeling that his situation had improved slightly, Xiao Yao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and as soon as a thought moved in his mind, he was about to think carefully about the cause of the situation just now, when suddenly his chest was suffocated, his throat was sweet, and a large mouthful of blood immediately spurted out, instantly forming a large rain of blood within two feet in front of Xiao Yao's body. At that time, the cold moon was on the side, the Nu River was crying, and the bank of the river was silent, and this piece of blood rain showed a very bewitching beauty under the cold moonlight.

Xiao Yao, who thought that he had slowly suppressed the chaotic true qi in his body, was unexpectedly surprised by such a situation, and his mind that had just relaxed did not dare to relax anymore, so he immediately looked inside the voyeur again, meditated on his luck, regulated his true qi, and healed his injuries.

In this way, it was not until dawn the next day, when Xiao Yao collected all the true qi in his body, and it was impossible to escape at all, that he stood up cautiously and tried to move twice, and after making sure that there was no doubt that there was no abnormality, the mind that had been holding on to it dared to relax. Thinking of the danger he experienced this night, Xiao Yao knew that he had really gone through the ghost gate. When cultivating internal strength, although outsiders seem to be fine on the surface, it is not like the external injury of the sword and body, although it seems that the flesh and blood are blurred, and the whole person is dying, but in fact, if there is no injury to the vital point, if the rescue is timely, then most of the lives can be saved, but if you go crazy, the slightest carelessness will kill you immediately, and there is no reason to turn around. At this moment, although Xiao Yao hadn't figured out why he had gone mad, he knew that his life had been picked up by luck at this moment, so he didn't dare to act rashly anymore, and the matter of cultivating the Northern Spiritual Skill was put aside first.

At this time, Xiao Yao's mind had slowly calmed down. Therefore, he carefully recalled the scene of his practice last night from beginning to end, trying to find the crux of the problem, but after thinking about it, he did not realize that he had something wrong when carrying his true qi. Xiao Yao secretly said in his heart: "Could it be that I remembered some mantra or exercise route wrongly before, so that something went wrong?" But he compared them one by one, but found that his memory was also accurate.

As a result, Xiao Yao was suspicious in his heart, and he didn't know why for a while, and he couldn't figure out what the problem was. And with such a jealousy in his heart, he naturally didn't dare to cultivate the Northern Spiritual Skill at will. Sitting on the ground, Xiao Yao pondered the key to this, and suddenly, he thought of the detail that Duan Yu inadvertently entered the blessed land of Langhuan in Tianlong's original work, and he still didn't know any martial arts, and his mind instantly flashed like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, faintly as if he remembered something, but he couldn't completely grasp it. As soon as he thought of this, Xiao Yao immediately frowned and thought hard.

After a long time, Xiao Yao suddenly screamed, and the whole person was like an electric shock, because he suddenly remembered a passage in Tianlong's original book describing the cultivation method of the Northern Shengong: "It is suitable for the internal skills of each family and faction to go against their path, so that all those who have practiced internal skills must forget their own learning and concentrate on practicing new skills. As soon as he thought of this, Xiao Yaosi and Duan Yu had never practiced any internal skills before practicing the Northern Yin Divine Skill, so they could not be prepared at all at this most difficult level, and they already had the internal strength of the ancient tomb and the internal strength in the Nine Yin Remnants in their bodies at this time, if they practiced the Northern Shen Gong again, it would not be "the two skills collided with each other, and immediately vomited blood, and all the veins were destroyed". And thinking of his reaction at that time and his behavior of hurriedly terminating the practice, Xiao Yao also really felt the meaning of the phrase "the most dangerous".

Thinking that if you want to cultivate the Northern Spiritual Skill, you must forget all the internal skills you have practiced before, Xiao Yao is extremely difficult for a while, because all those who have advanced skills have already practiced internal skills into a kind of subconscious, whether they are eating, sleeping or walking, they are practicing internal skills, how can this subconscious forget? Thinking of this, Xiao Yao also came to his senses and understood that it was no wonder that Su Xinghe and Ding Chunqiu were unable to pass on the Northern Spiritual Skill in the early days, just because this most difficult level was too difficult, and this was the reason why Li Qiushui and the others could not cultivate by themselves although they understood the Northern Spiritual Skill.

Looking at the fragments of Duan Yu's handwriting, Xiao Yao hesitated for a while. He knew that it was impossible for him to cultivate this martial art now, and for the Northern Spiritual Skill, which was a peerless sect of the Loose Sect, Xiao Yao also felt for the first time that his eyes were low. He always thought that with his identity as a traveler, he knew everything well, so he didn't really care about anything, so he hurriedly began to cultivate the Northern Spiritual Skill without thinking about it. But at this time, after this lesson, he realized that even if he had all the peerless martial arts in his pocket, what would it be? If he did not personally understand the various truths and know-how contained in them, and only blindly relied on the golden finger to rush for success, the final result would not only be that his desire would not be achieved, but that he might go in the opposite direction.

Thinking of this, Xiao Yao couldn't help but secretly blame himself, and at the same time thought in his heart: "Anyway, I and Li Mochou have already torn their faces at this time, and there is no more involvement between the two sides, so it is better to live here, first, to calm down and practice well, and secondly, to avoid Li Mochou's pursuit, it can be said that it kills two birds with one stone." Thinking of this, Xiao Yao put his mind at ease and seriously thought about the secret of the Northern Underworld.