Heaven Talisman

"Howl, howl ~"    

A terrifying force spread out in all directions, causing a large number of explosions as it erupted. The surrounding howls continued to resound. The billowing smoke and dust had not only spread out.    

A terrifying force spread out in all directions, causing a large number of explosions as it erupted. The surrounding howls continued to resound. The billowing smoke and dust had not only spread out.    

When the Azure Dragon smashed into the waterfall, a huge amount of water immediately splashed onto the shore. The waterfall which was hit by the dragon actually stopped flowing for about three seconds, and then was submerged by the rushing waterfall again ~!    

At this moment, Mu Yi was panting heavily, looking at the effect of his sword with some surprise. He did not expect this move to have such a strong destructive power. After pondering for a long time, he finally mastered this move: Green Lotus Sword Song!    

Actually, this Green Lotus Sword Song had two different forms. One was to bombard the green lotuses that filled the sky, and the other was to transform the green lotuses into dragons, and then increase the attack power of the green lotuses.    

"Ah ~    

Mu Yi raised his head and immediately shouted out in a heroic voice. The wooden stick in Mu Yi's hand instantly divided the wood into pieces. The shouts broke the silence of the night, and from time to time, a few roars of beasts came from the forest deep in the mountains.    

In the morning is always the most beautiful because you can hear the birds singing and breathe the fresh air. This is a new beginning for people who will always set new goals on this day to work towards this goal.    

At this moment, Mu Yi, who was sitting in meditation like an old monk, suddenly opened his eyes. Mu Yi, who was sitting in meditation like an old monk, suddenly opened his eyes as if a sharp sword was hidden inside his eyes. He looked around him again. The sun was shining brightly and the world was enveloped in a warm atmosphere.    

He allowed the cool breeze to blow towards him. Feeling the caress of the wind, having a sword in his heart, he looked very overbearing, showing off his edge. At this moment, Mu Yi felt that he had lost a sword, a sword specifically for defying the heavens!    

After a night of cultivation, Mu Yi's spirit had reached an unprecedented level of fullness, and looking at his own body, Mu Yi felt a little helpless. From the time he trained to the moment he reached the Profound Yin Stage, his originally strong and robust muscles had actually slowly disappeared, and his own arms had become thinner and thinner, and his muscles were no longer obvious.    

However, Mu Yi didn't care. Although his body became thinner, his strength did not decrease. Instead, it became more condensed. Mu Yi's thin and weak arms were able to emit a strong explosive force.    

After sitting cross-legged for an entire night, Mu Yi's joints that were shaking all over suddenly made a series of crackling sounds!    

After returning to Mu Family, Mu Yi did not immediately return to his dwelling. Instead, he headed straight for the Mu Family's Book Collection Hall.    

The location of the Compendium Pavilion was slightly off. In the Mu Family, one would only be able to choose martial skills to cultivate in if they had reached the body refining seventh level and above. Thus, ordinary Mu Family youths with low strength would not find it annoying to wander around the vicinity of the Compendium Pavilion.    

The Library was shaped like a tower with eight edges and was very tall. It was almost four stories tall.    

The plaque on the door looked old, but it didn't seem to be broken. On the contrary, Mu Yi looked at the words "Book Collection Vault" carved on the plaque and felt like he was trapped within it.    

Mu Yi rubbed his nose and pushed open the door.    

The first floor of the library was very quiet. The youths who were at the seventh level of Body Tempering were all flipping through the books on the shelves. They stood there silently, and the only sound that could be heard was the flipping of books.    

As soon as he entered, Bai Yu discovered that the first floor was very tall, about three meters, and what caught Mu Yi's gaze was an old man. The old man sat on the chair on the side, he was a little confused, he had a duster that cleaned the books in his hand, and he dozed off from time to time, but no one paid much attention to the old man.    

After walking a few rounds around the first floor, Mu Yi discovered that the first floor was filled with books on the relatively famous Nine Regions Continent. Some were descriptions of the entire Nine Regions Continent, some were even about the rise of the Nine Regions Continent Empire. I can only watch it later when I have the chance.    

Mu Yi took a look at the books on the first floor and found that there were only some rough martial arts techniques or books here. There were no martial arts techniques suitable for his current strength.    

"Lad, are you Mu Family's Mu Yi?" At this moment, the old man, who was sitting on the chair cleaning the books, suddenly spoke up.    

"Yes, that's right." Mu Yi looked at the old man with respect. This big library was just a bad old man, Mu Yi didn't believe that this old man was weak. How could he guarantee the safety of these books and not lose them?    

"Hehe, neither arrogant nor impetuous. Hmm, not bad, you are looking for a martial skill, right? Go to the third floor, which martial skill is more suitable for you? I think your Fist Arts is pretty good." The old man smiled, then closed his eyes again.    

"Thank you very much." Mu Yi also felt that the old man was a bit strange, but he still headed upstairs. Wait, this old man just said that my Fist Arts is not bad, this old man has always been staying in this library, how can he see my Fist Arts? Turning around, Mu Yi looked deeply at the old man with his eyes closed before turning around and leaving.    

The moment Mu Yi turned around, the old man with his eyes closed revealed a smile!    

He walked straight up to the third floor. The third floor was no different from the first floor. The biggest difference was that the third floor didn't have as many books as the first floor. It was obvious that there were fewer books on the third floor. All the martial skills on the third floor were suitable for cultivation of Profound Yin Stage and above. In fact, Mu Yi didn't want to learn too many martial skills anymore, he couldn't help but bite the bullet. Mu Yi already had Eight Extremes Fist and Ancient Sword Burying Spell, and these two were enough for him to spend a lot of time on.    

To a Martial Cultivator, martial skills were undoubtedly very important. There were also different levels of martial skills: Yellow Rank martial skills, Profound Rank martial skills, Earth Rank martial skills, martial skills, saint rank martial skills, and lastly, the skill of a god. When it came to the last two types of martial skills, they were extremely few in number. At the same time, each rank of martial skill was divided into beginner, intermediate, and advanced levels.    

Mu Yi felt that all the Eight Extremes Fist were at least considered to be beginner level Earth Rank martial skills, and only the Ancient Sword Burying Spell, Mu Yi, had only learned the first level, and he had not seen the rest of the levels before, but Mu Yi felt that the Ancient Sword Burying Spell was not any weaker than the Eight Extremes Fist, just higher and higher. In order to not let others know that he had such a good martial skill, Mu Yi pretended to be, and went to the library to choose a martial skill that suited him.    

At this moment, Mu Yi's eyes were in a mess as he looked at the various martial skills on the bookshelf, "Forbidden Shadow, Tactic of the Darkya Cross, Raging Flames Palm, Rushing Thunder Hand, Heavenly Sword Tactic …" Although it was just some martial skills, Mu Yi didn't think much of them.    

"Yes."    

Mu Yi, who was reading the martial arts books around him, was surprised. He looked at the corner of the base of the bookshelf where there was a yellowed book. He picked up the book and blew away the dust on the book.    

"Nine Revolutions of Purple Thunder Art."    

As Mu Yi read these words, he felt that no one had been hungry for a long time. There was a layer of dust on top of the book, and since Mu Yi inadvertently glanced over the book, he found the name interesting, so he picked it up.    

Mu Yi discovered that this book was actually very thin, and it couldn't really be called a book, because there were only a total of ten or so pages of the Purple Thunder Nine Revolutions of Purple Thunder.    

Mu Yi flipped open the first page of the Nine Revolutions of Purple Thunder Arts and immediately saw a sentence that made Mu Yi shudder: "Nine Revolutions of Purple Thunder, if you want to practice this art, you must have lightning in your body and be able to reach Foundation Establishment."    

He actually had to draw lightning into his body when cultivating this cultivation technique. Damn, how could he endure that?    

When he continued to read, Mu Yi's interest in the Nine Revolutions of Purple Thunder was piqued. In this Nine Revolutions of Purple Thunder, with every complete turn, one's strength would greatly increase, but the greatest benefit was the body, allowing the body to reach the pinnacle. When one reached the final stages of Nine Revolutions of Purple Thunder, he could freely control the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder for his own use.    

Mu Yi suddenly had the urge to keep thinking, but when he looked down, he was suddenly speechless. The Nine Revolutions of Purple Thunder Art was actually just a fragment, and according to the mental cultivation method, it seemed like even the first level of the mental cultivation method was incomplete. Mu Yi suddenly had the urge to keep thinking, but when he looked down, Mu Yi suddenly became speechless, and this Nine Revolutions of Purple Thunder Art was actually only a fragment. Mu Yi was also a bit unsure.    

Although the Nine Revolutions of Purple Thunder was very powerful at the end, Mu Yi felt that it would be even stronger than the Eight Extremes Fist at the end. However, the requirements to practice this technique were too high.    

When he continued to read, Mu Yi's interest in the Nine Revolutions of Purple Thunder was piqued. In this Nine Revolutions of Purple Thunder, with every complete turn, one's strength would greatly increase, but the greatest benefit was the body, allowing the body to reach the pinnacle. When one reached the final stages of Nine Revolutions of Purple Thunder, he could freely control the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder for his own use.    

Mu Yi suddenly had the urge to keep thinking, but when he looked down, he was suddenly speechless. The Nine Revolutions of Purple Thunder Art was actually just a fragment, and according to the mental cultivation method, it seemed like even the first level of the mental cultivation method was incomplete. Mu Yi suddenly had the urge to keep thinking, but when he looked down, Mu Yi suddenly became speechless, and this Nine Revolutions of Purple Thunder Art was actually only a fragment. Mu Yi was also a bit unsure.    

Although the Nine Revolutions of Purple Thunder was very powerful at the end, Mu Yi felt that it would be even stronger than the Eight Extremes Fist at the end. However, the requirements to practice this technique were too high.    

However, even though Mu Yi did not plan on training the Nine Revolutions of Purple Thunder, this was only an incomplete section. If he finished cultivating it, he would have a feeling that he wouldn't be able to catch up. However, these pages from the Nine Revolutions of Purple Thunder were all old. Mu Yi read a few pages back and sighed helplessly, then closed the book.    

"Hiss ~ ~"    

Mu Yi was also frightened. Just now, he was a bit engrossed in reading, so when he mixed the pages together, he accidentally tore a page on the third floor to stabilize his mind. Mu Yi immediately felt glad that there was no one else on the third floor, only himself!