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Jing An stood up and pulled out a dagger from his boot, which was a weapon used for self-defense, Jing An moved to the side, avoiding the front of the giant crocodile.

The giant crocodile roared, it already knew what Jing An was going to do, it couldn't bear to be hurt by a human, its big mouth kept opening and closing, trying to scare Jing An, but it could only do this, its head couldn't move, it couldn't sway.

Jing An looked at the giant crocodile coldly, with a murderous flash in his eyes, and the dagger stabbed over.

"Click", the dagger was directly broken, both sides were stunned, and then the giant crocodile's big mouth continued to open and close non-stop, only this time it was very pleasant, Jing An looked at the dagger in a daze, and then looked at the crocodile's head, the dagger did not leave a trace on it at all.

Shaking his head, he squinted his eyes and stepped into the cave.

Unlike the spotless outside, the inside of the cave is dusty, and when you step on it, the footprints are clearly reflected on it. Jing An looked around the interior, which had three areas, an inner chamber on each side, and a coffin in the middle, and a small stone altar in front of the coffin.

Because the coffin was placed in the middle, Jing An was only a nine-year-old child after all, and he was somewhat frightened in the face of the dead, so he walked to the inner room on the left.

Jing An looked at the sawdust in front of the inner room, which had been left over the years after many vicissitudes, and the nine-year-old Jing An suddenly thought of his future, maybe he would become like this.

Then Jing An smiled bitterly, whether he could get out of here or not was a question, and what was the future, Jing An did not enter it immediately, he had read many books, which recorded the dangers in the secret realm, Jing An had no doubt that this place must be a secret realm.

Jing An threw the broken dagger into the inner room, "Ding Ding Ding", the dagger made a light sound when it touched the ground, but he didn't see any legendary scenes such as ten thousand arrows firing at once, and the mechanism was touched, and then Jing An was still a little uneasy, took off his boots, and threw them in, and after the inner room still didn't react, he was relieved to enter it.

"Gollum!" Jing An swallowed, he had seen the items in front of the door of the inner room just now, but he couldn't believe his eyes, but when he came closer, he was really sure that he was not mistaken, there was a mountain of spars in front of him, and it was not an ordinary spar.

In addition to the vitality contained in those famous mountains and holy places, most of the vitality required for cultivation is based on the vitality in the spar, and it is because of this that the Jing family has become the richest existence, but even the Jing family does not have the liquid spar mountain in front of them.

Spar is divided into four categories, the lowest grade spar containing impurities, the middle grade solid spar, the top grade spar full of vitality and the purest spar of the purest yuan gasification liquid. And the spars are all colored, for example, the wind attribute spar is green, and the earth attribute or earth attribute spar is yellow, but the liquid spar mountain in front of you is colorless and transparent, which is the rarest attribute spar - slash attribute!

"Rich. Jing An smiled helplessly, if he could take it away, it would definitely be a huge fortune, but unfortunately, it was still unknown whether he could leave here, how to make a fortune, not to mention that he didn't have a storage bag or a Sumeru treasure containing space, it was impossible to take it away.

Half of the space in the inner room was filled by this slashing spar mountain, Jing An walked in the inner room, looking at the bottles and cans on the ground, which were full of pills and the like, but the age was too old, and the pills had lost their effectiveness.

Jing An sighed, picked up the dagger and his own boots, walked out of the inner room, and came to the door of the inner room on the right, still the same action, the inner room still did not react, and entered the inner room with peace of mind, Jing An stared at the jade slips and scrolls on the ground, and looked at the sawdust on the ground to know that these items were originally placed on the bookshelf, but the bookshelves had long since decayed into sawdust. Jing An smiled helplessly, although he didn't know how to practice, he could still see that these scrolls and jade slips in front of him were some cultivation exercises, but they had also lost their effectiveness in the ruthless years, the scrolls were in tatters, and he could vaguely see the words such as what exercises and secret spells, and there was nothing on the jade slips, and the dense words engraved on them had receded and disappeared.

"Hey!"

Jing An sighed, his chances of getting out of here were getting slimmer and slimmer, put on his boots, picked up the broken dagger, Jing An took a deep breath, and walked on the stairs.

Above the stairs was the small stone altar, and behind the altar was the coffin.

Jing An walked on the stairs with his head, if there was another way, he would never go up the stairs, but unfortunately, the two inner chambers could not help him, so he had to find a way on the altar and the coffin.

......

There are thirteen layers of stairs, each step, Jing An felt that his body became cold, when he walked up the sixth step, he was surprised to find that his left arm became pitch black, and gradually formed an inhuman arm, his left hand is no longer a human palm, but a black clutch, Jing An was very panicked, but he had no choice, suppressed the horror in his heart, and walked up the seventh staircase, and then his right arm turned into a pitch black state, and in the blink of an eye, it was not a human right arm, after climbing the eighth staircase, his left leg also turned into a pitch black state, and the sole of his foot became a five-fingered claw, the ninth staircase, his right leg turned black, and the ball of his right foot also changed into a five-fingered claw.

On the tenth floor of the stairs, Jing An's waist, abdomen, back and chest all turned into a pitch-black state, and then those pitch-black substances began to change, and layers of unknown scales grew on them. Jing An swallowed his saliva, looked at the changes in his body, hesitated for a moment, and walked up the eleventh step of the ladder.

After climbing the eleventh step of the stairs, Jing An's neck and head changed, and it was pitch black...... It was pitch black or pitch black, and then the scales grew, Jing An couldn't see his appearance, but he touched his face with his demonized right hand, he felt that it was no longer a human face, and after sighing, Jing An climbed the twelfth staircase.

"Huh!" two horns grew near his forehead, if you look at it from the outside, Jing An is no longer a human, he looks like a demon!

Ascending the thirteenth and last staircase, there is the altar in front of him, Jing An's back suddenly made two "fluffy" sounds, Jing An twisted his "own" head, and saw the pair of black wings!

Seeing this, Jing An couldn't help but be overjoyed, he thought in his heart that he didn't know if he could leave if he leaned on these wings, but he didn't do so, but came to the altar and looked at the words engraved on it.

Jing An frowned, the words engraved on the altar were not so much words as inscriptions, he didn't know what was written on them, but just when Jing An gave up reading, suddenly his eyes rolled.

Until just now, only his eyes had not changed all over his body, and now his eyes have also changed, at this time, when Jing An looked at the words again, he was shocked to find that the words emitted a black light, which directly entered his mind, and then the words engraved on the altar disappeared.

Jing An had words in his mind, and he could actually understand the content at this time.

"Tricks. The corners of Jing An's mouth twitched, and he scolded angrily: "What the hell is this, I actually gave such a casual name, obviously made it so formal, and turned me into this picture of no one and no ghost, and the result is such a thing." ”

Although Jing An was scolding, his mind was still immersed in the exercises, watching carefully, this was the first time he had participated in the exercises, although he could not practice.

It's just that what excites Jing An is that he can actually understand the cultivation method on this technique, that is to say, he can completely practice according to the technique and embark on the path of cultivation, however, this "trick trick" is indeed worthy of its name, it is indeed a trick, because it tells how to quickly enhance his strength, but the difficulty is very high.

"Trick Tricks" is more like a book about how to devour, according to the recipe of cultivation, you can devour everything, such as vitality, such as flames, ice and thunder, such as flesh and soul, everything can be devoured, and you can use it as your own power, such as after devouring the flame, you can also release flames. It's just that this "tricky technique" is not a complete set, but only the first one, if you want to continue to cultivate, you need to make up for the shortcomings of the follow-up skills, but even so, after cultivating this first book, it will become extremely powerful.

Jing'an Shenwu's "trick tricks" only contain the first two, and there are a total of seven books and nine folds, the first two at the beginning, and the last two at the end.

However, the "trick trick" is not an extraordinary product, and it takes a lot of money to succeed in cultivating, especially the first trick, the first is the most basic and important part of the "trick trick", and only by laying a good foundation can the trick be used to the extreme.

It's just that after Jing An saw its cost, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching constantly, because the cultivation was the first weight, he needed to constantly devour the spars, and it was also the best spars, you must know that the best spars could not be seen at all even in the richest Jing family, as for how many spars to swallow, the skill was not mentioned, but it was just said that when it was saturated, the skill would automatically react and let him devour other items.

Jing An smiled slightly, it turned out that the liquid spar mountain in the inner room on the left side was used for cultivating the first level, looked at the empty altar, and glanced at the coffin behind him, Jing An pondered for a while, but decided to practice the trick first, try to swallow the best spars, and then make plans.

Jing An is a timid and cautious person, in the family he bowed his head to be a man, for fear of annoying the clansmen, here he kept a low profile, did not dare to do anything to the coffin, when he was young, his father had a bad taste to tell him ghost stories, many ghosts appeared from the coffin, therefore, for the coffin in front of him, he was secretive.

Thinking of this, Jing An licked his lips, and then his wings shook behind his back, and the sound of breaking wind sounded, and in the blink of an eye, he entered the inner room on the left, and after hesitating for a moment, Jing An took a bite of the spar mountain.

"Quack!"