By the time Zhong Mang sobered up a little, Shen Chong had already floated up, and his figure slowly flew up to the wall.

In the next moment, Shen Chong's figure had disappeared, leaving only Lang Lang's laughter and a passage of words floating in the air around him.

"Zhong Mang's apprentice, you need to practice this exercise, don't be lazy, so as to be worthy of today's teacher's teaching......"

Zhong Mang was in a hurry, and hurriedly shouted: "Master, Master, the disciple still doesn't know where to look for you, what is your name!"

Suddenly, a clear voice came into his head like a whisper.

"For the teacher Shen Chong, as for looking for me...... In the future, when you cultivate to a high level, we will be able to meet again......"

Regarding the reunion, Shen Chong didn't have much expectations. He was bent on returning to the New Realm as soon as possible, so he naturally thought that there should be no chance of reuniting with his disciples. This time, he will accept Zhong Mang as an apprentice, firstly, because he admires Zhong Mang's character, and secondly, he also wants to see if in this other world, which is completely different from his hometown, will it be different from when he was in the nascent world.

Zhong Mang stood stunned, and after a long time, he turned over and fell to the ground, kowtowing a few times in the direction where Shen Chong disappeared.

This trip was not worth it, at least Shen Chong accepted his first disciple, and he also successfully sprinkled the spark of Xingyaomen on the vast grassland of the Huangquan Realm.

On the second day, Uncle Li and Shen Chong went to the street to buy daily necessities, and bought gifts for Aunt Lian, Xiaolong, Xiaofeng and Xiang'er, so they counted their belongings and embarked on the journey home.

However, unlike when they came, when they returned, because they were the first hunters to sell out of goods, they had to travel alone.

Back in Lijiazhai, the two of them were warmly greeted by their families.

In the days that followed, Shen Chong once again lived a dull life of secretly cultivating, hunting, and waiting for the wormhole to appear.

Such a day, in a flash, is January again.

That night, Shen Chong slipped out of the stockade as usual and walked towards the usual practice place, the black boulder.

His heart fluctuated slightly.

Today, he plans to take a step further in the cultivation of the 'Profound Secret Technique', open up the first of the nine dark veins, and cultivate the 'Profound Secret Technique' to the second level of the realm.

The 'Secret Secret of Darkness' is a level higher than the Hidden Breath Spell, which is extremely difficult to cultivate, requiring the meridians to go backwards, and then use the power of retrograde to gradually break through the nine dark veins before it can be completed.

There are ten layers in the whole set of exercises, except for the first layer, which successfully makes the meridians retrograde, the remaining nine layers correspond to the nine dark veins. Every time a dark vein is opened, the skill will be further improved, and the concealment effect will naturally be better.

Sitting cross-legged on the black boulder, Shen Chong took a deep breath, then breathed first, slightly suppressing the excitement in his heart.

I don't know how long it took, his state finally entered the best time for his mind to be empty and his true spirit was boundless, at this time, Shen Chong's heart moved, and he suddenly strengthened his control, and the whole body's Yuan spiritual power was also stunned, and then it slowly flowed in the opposite direction.

How difficult it was for the meridians to retrograde, Shen Chong only felt uncomfortable all over his body, and the pain of ten thousand ants devouring the body that had existed since he cultivated the 'Secret of Darkness' once again spread all over his body.

The speed of the spiritual power reversal is getting faster and faster, and the pain is getting more and more intense.

Shen Chong gritted his teeth and insisted.

At such a critical moment, you must not give up, otherwise, you will fall short.

Finally, the retrograde speed of the Yuan Spirit Power reached its peak in the slow climb. Under such severe pain, Shen Chong's body also trembled violently.

Then, Shen Chong struggled to control the power of the Yuan Spirit, which was rapidly retrograde, and guided the past towards the location of the first dark vein.

"Squeak squeak~~" is like using a blunt knife to break through the hard leather, and the retrograde spiritual power moves forward slowly, tearing the dark vein apart little by little.

"Bluff~~" Because he was too hard, Shen Chong's nails had already penetrated deep into his palm, and the palm was bleeding, but he didn't feel it at all. Because the pain of breaking through the dark veins is ten times and a hundred times stronger than this.

"Don't give up!!" In the severe pain that almost made him faint, a firm belief continued to support him.

Practicing the 'Secret Technique' caused Shen Chong's body to suffer immensely. He was just an ordinary teenager in the nascent world before, how could his body have suffered such severe pain?

Facing the severe pain of cultivation, Shen Chong also thought about giving up, but every time at this time, he would think of Xuan Yun in his heart, think of seeing his relatives and friends as soon as possible, think of the justice he wanted to maintain, and think of his dream of getting stronger and stronger. Every time the pain was so painful that he was about to faint, he squeezed his true spirit fiercely, letting the pain of the true spirit dilute the physical pain, so that he could keep his mind clear at the last moment, and not give up at the critical moment.

That's the power of faith. Man can be defeated by others, or by heaven and earth, but he must never lose at his own hands.

In his insistence, the retrograde spiritual power slowly accelerated, and the distance through the dark veins became longer and longer.

"Boom~~" In a muffled sound, the resistance disappeared instantly, and the retrograde Yuan spiritual power suddenly poured into the dark veins like a tide.

"It's a success!" Shen Chong's face was distorted and trembling, but his heart was filled with great joy.

'The Secret of the Dead' successfully broke through the second layer.

Although the severe pain in Shen Chong's body has weakened, it has not disappeared. As long as the 'Secret Formula' is still in operation, this excruciating pain will not go away.

Only when Shen Chong's body is truly accustomed to the retrograde spiritual power and the first dark vein regains its tenacity, will this sharp pain slowly disappear.

However, this process takes a long time, not a few days to achieve.

After strengthening some of the control of the Yuan Spiritual Qi again, Shen Chong's mind moved. Suddenly, the breath of the whole body completely disappeared from heaven and earth, and if you didn't look at it with your eyes, you wouldn't be able to find that there was a person on top of the black boulder.

"The effect of the 'Secret Technique' is really magical!" "There was a burst of excitement in my heart, and under the chaos of my breath, the 'Secret Technique' suddenly lost its effect.

"It seems that you still need to practice more......" Shen Chong smiled bitterly, got up slowly, and his spiritual power was drummed, shaking all the blood and sweat stains from the night's cultivation, and slowly walked in the direction of Lijiazhai.

The 'Secret of Darkness' has been practiced to the second layer, and according to Shen Chong's own estimate, even if the spiritual sense of the master of the Yuan Infant Stage is investigated, as long as it is not very detailed, he basically does not have to worry about being discovered.

It's getting cooler, and it's time for the hunters to go out hunting.

was eating breakfast, and suddenly Xiang'er's voice sounded in Shen Chong's ears. "Brother Shen Chong, are you going to go out for a few days this time?"

While Shen Chong was eating simply, he replied: "Four or five days at the earliest, all the small beasts are hit during this time." The fourth uncle has won many times, and his self-confidence has swelled, and he is not satisfied with just fighting the little beast. ”

Xiang'er said angrily: "It's not you who caused it, you 'hunting nanny'." ”

With a "plop", Shen Chong was excited, and directly squirted out the vegetable porridge, spraying the fourth uncle on the opposite side all over his face.

"Ah Chong... You... You ......" Fourth Uncle Li was taken aback and looked at Shen Chong in a daze. Shen Chong and Xiang'er were talking to each other, but the rest of the people didn't know why Shen Chong was suddenly like this.

Seeing Shen Chong's appearance, Xiaolong Xiaofeng also burst into laughter, and then, "pounce, pounce" actually squirted porridge like him. However, he was soon rewarded with a chestnut on the head of Fourth Uncle Li.

"This... That one...... Ah, I'm sorry, I just coughed suddenly, I'm sorry to ......" Shen Chong waved his hand in embarrassment, and then glared at Xiang'er fiercely.

Xiang'er giggled, and when she saw Shen Chong's unhappy face, she shrunk her neck like a child who had done something wrong, and spit out her little pink tongue at him, with an apologetic look.

"Okay, don't make a fuss, let's eat porridge quickly. Don't delay getting out. Aunt Lian smiled and cleaned up the table briefly.

"Hmph, Xiang'er, it's all your fault for being naughty and wronging me. The little beasts during this period were all hunted by the fourth uncle alone. Shen Chong still didn't give up, and Chuanyin explained.

After practicing the method of breathing and breathing for more than three months, Fourth Uncle Li's entire physical fitness has become much stronger than before, and with the increase in confidence, he can indeed be regarded as a qualified hunter now.

"Okay, I know that I have wronged you, and Brother Shen Chong is really stingy. There is still a need to argue about such a trivial matter...... "Xiang'er flattened her mouth dissatisfied.

As soon as Xiang'er said it, Shen Chong thought about it himself, and immediately felt a little embarrassed.

After a while, Shen Chong thought of something, and asked again: "By the way, Xiang'er, I've been wandering around the forest for more than three months, why haven't I encountered any spatial wormholes?"

Xiang'er thought for a while, and said: "I don't know much about this, but things like space wormholes are very rare, and the time and place of appearance are also difficult to find, maybe they will appear one after another for a period of time, maybe not one for a long time, or just when you return to the village, or suddenly appear in the depths of the mountains far away." It is even possible that you are lucky enough to meet it, but it is a passage to another mortal space, not the passage of the new realm that you have to wait for...... In short, we have to wait for this solution until we meet. ”

This kind of odds is like buying a lottery ticket, who dares to say that I will win if I buy it today? Whoever dares to say that I want to win the first prize, it is guaranteed to be the first prize. But if you don't even buy it, then even if you win, it won't be your turn.

And those junior cultivators who came to the Wandao Mountain Range were bumping into opportunities like Shen Chong, to see if they would be lucky enough to encounter the spatial wormhole. It's just that Shen Chong's mood is much more urgent than theirs.

"Alas~~ It seems that this is the only way. Shen Chong nodded depressedly, and could only reluctantly accept such a reality.

After eating breakfast and taking care of it quickly, Shen Chong and Fourth Uncle Li said goodbye to their families and came to the forest.

On the first day, the two of them were lucky enough to catch two hares, and after Uncle Li briefly dealt with the prey, they marched deep into the mountains with Shen Chong.

The prey that is hit must be treated in time with the leaves of the sycamore, otherwise it will deteriorate after a long time. At the same time, the fishy smell of the prey may also attract fierce beasts.

The leaves of the sycamore are very wide, and there is a layer of natural wax on the leaf surface, after wrapping the prey layer by layer with this leaf, it can keep it fresh, and it can also isolate the fishy smell, which is the favorite use of hunters.

The two hunted during the day and slept at night on a rope vine in a tall tree, and so on for two days. Trekking through mountains and rivers can be regarded as going deeper into these ten thousand mountain ranges.

On the third day, the two encountered a nimble feathered badger, and after a chase, they still lost it.

Shen Chong has the sensitive perception of a cultivator, so he naturally won't lose it. But recently, he didn't secretly help Li Si again, this time it was still the case, Li Si lost the trace of the feather badger, and Shen Chong didn't remind him. After all, in the future, Uncle Li will still have to rely on himself to survive.

"Alas~~ This little thing is really slippery, it's just like a red-tailed fox. Fourth Uncle Li got up helplessly, patted the fallen leaves on his body, and planned to give up the decision to hunt down the feather badger.

Shen Chong was about to speak, but suddenly paused, and then ecstasy surged in his heart.