Chaos God's Nest

Chapter 7 The remnant of the battle, the boy from the ancient tribe

His eyes gradually returned to their previous look. Yan Xiaohuang took stock of his physical condition, his face full of excitement.

"Thankfully there are golden blood drops, otherwise I would have really fallen here today! But it's a blessing in disguise. That old man ended up like this is entirely his own fault."

After saying that, Yan Xiaohuang quickly looked at the golden blood droplets in his dantian, only to find that there was no movement in it.

What did the old man say just now?

Is this drop of blood the supreme true blood?

No wonder it’s so weird!

But then again, when did it appear in my body?

Regarding this point, Yan Xiaohuang has always been puzzled.

It's a pity that the old man is dead, otherwise we should be able to get something useful out of his mouth!

Yan Xiaohuang shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

Although he was still puzzled, the top priority was obviously not that.

Right now, finding a combat skill that suits you is the most important thing.

It was at this moment that he began to look at the secret book in his hand.

When Yan Xiaohuang saw the four characters "Dou Zhan Heart Sutra" on the secret book, he felt a burst of blood in his head.

"This...this is the Dou Zhan Heart Sutra among the other two ancient immortal sutras! Am I just dreaming!"

Saying that, Yan Xiaohuang hurriedly rubbed his eyes. After confirming that it was indeed the Douzhan Heart Sutra among the three ancient immortal sutras, his face immediately lit up with joy.

"Great, this Dou Zhan Heart Sutra is a timely help for me right now!"

After saying that, Yan Xiaohuang put the secret book into his arms, and then walked out of the Scripture Deposit Pavilion in a swagger.

He walked all the way towards his residence. As soon as he entered the room, Yan Xiaohuang saw Qing'er sitting on the stool with an anxious look on her face.

"Little Huangzi! You guy, I've waited for you to come back!"

Qing'er's tone was very panicked, as if something uncontrollable had happened.

Seeing this, Yan Xiaohuang hurriedly asked: "What happened, Sister Qing'er?"

Rolling her eyes at Yan Xiaohuang, Qing'er said angrily: "What else can happen! The young man from the ancient tribe will come to propose marriage early tomorrow morning! Are you prepared?"

Hearing Qing'er's words, Yan Xiaohuang was immediately shocked.

"What? Tomorrow! So soon? Aren't there still a few days left?"

After saying that, he frowned slightly, and after a long time he stepped forward and comforted: "Sister Qing'er, don't worry, I just broke through to the fifth level of the True Martial Realm, and now I have only practiced combat skills. Give me a night, I think it won’t be a big problem!”

Hearing this, Qing'er widened her eyes and asked in disbelief: "Really or not? Xiao Huangzi, have you really broken through to the fifth level of the True Martial Realm? Are you bragging?"

"Bragging? Then see if I'm bragging?"

Seeing that Qing'er didn't believe it, Yan Xiaohuang immediately released his aura at the fifth level of the True Martial Realm.

"Really! So we have hope? Xiao Huangzi, you are great!"

Seeing that Yan Xiaohuang actually broke through to the fifth level of the True Martial Realm within a month, Qing'er's face suddenly showed excitement. She was so excited that she stepped forward and hugged Yan Xiaohuang.

This kiss was placed on Yan Xiaohuang's cheek, making Yan Xiaohuang stunned.

Qing'er also noticed her gaffe, a blush appeared on her face, and she said with a shy expression: "Hey! You...don't think blindly, sister, I was just a little excited just now!"

"Hehe! I know, I know!" Yan Xiaohuang scratched his head in embarrassment and replied with a smile.

"Okay, in that case, you should hurry up and practice! I...I will tell the news to the lady first!" With that, Qing'er trotted out of the room.

Looking at Qing'er's leaving figure, Yan Xiaohuang's eyes flashed with determination, and he immediately sat cross-legged on the futon.

Taking out the fragments of the "Dou Zhan Heart Sutra", he began to observe it carefully.

As soon as he saw the opening chapter of Dou Zhan Heart Sutra, Yan Xiaohuang was completely shocked.

Above the opening chapter, a seven-character rhymed poem stands out:

One flower, one grass, one world, one soul, one person, one mark of age.

Holding the dead wood sword in my hand, I can kill all the people in the world.

Kill gods, Buddhas, demons, fight against heaven and earth.

I intend to fight all the saints in heaven and earth, and there will be no immortals in the world from now on.

"What an overbearing poem! I really don't know who created the Dou Zhan Heart Sutra. How powerful must he be to write such a poem that despises all things?" After carefully savoring this seven-character poem, Yan Yan Xiaohuang couldn't help but exclaimed.

According to the "Dou Zhan Heart Sutra", the foundation of all kinds of martial arts in the world is to be one with nature.

Understanding the secrets of the laws of heaven and earth, controlling their operation and utilizing them, is the most fundamental part of practicing martial arts.

On the contrary, the more flashy the combat skills are, the more useless they are.

When a monk is extremely powerful, even a dead branch of grass can unleash the power of a magical weapon.

After reading this, Yan Xiaohuang couldn't help but be shocked.

Can dead grass and twigs really be comparable to magical weapons?

According to the description in the "Dou Zhan Heart Sutra", Yan Xiaohuang quickly came to the courtyard.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, he closed his eyes tightly and put all his consciousness into nature.

A breeze blew by, and Yan Xiaohuang realized with his heart that there was energy in the breeze.

Circulating his spiritual energy, Yan Xiaohuang seemingly caught a breeze accidentally, and struck out again, slashing out a sharp wind blade.

boom!

A splash of water arose on the surface of the lake in the courtyard.

Upon seeing this, Yan Xiaohuang was immediately excited.

"So that's it. The so-called combat skills are nothing more than combining the laws of nature and the movement of spiritual energy to create their own unique power. It can be both tangible and invisible!" Yan Xiaohuang suddenly realized that if there is any Said the thought.

"In that case, what will happen if I focus this method on my body?"

After saying that, he sat down and saw Yan Xiaohuang stand up and walk straight to an ancient tree surrounded by three people.

"drink!"

With a soft drink, Yan Xiaohuang circulated his spiritual energy and punched out according to the Douzhan Heart Sutra.

A little golden light instantly enveloped his fist.

With one punch, there was a bang, and a hole as big as a fist was blasted out in the center of the ancient tree.

Touching his fist, Yan Xiaohuang said in surprise: "So powerful?"

According to his current strength, which is at the fifth level of the True Martial Realm, the most he can do is blow a hole out of the ancient tree. Who would have thought that with the blessing of the Douzhan Heart Sutra, he could directly blow out a hole.

Looking at it this way, when he reaches a higher level of cultivation, it will definitely become easier to create his own combat skills.

Of course, the power of "Dou Zhan Heart Sutra" goes beyond this.

It can be called the three ancient immortal scriptures together with "The True Explanation of Taichu" and "The Record of Immortals and Demons", so it must have other powerful features.

For example, this is the Battle of the Gods, which is the core secret of the "Dou Zhan Heart Sutra".

Burning the essence and blood of Shou Yuan in a short period of time to obtain power that is many times greater than one's own strength. Although the cost is huge, the benefits are extremely abnormal.

For the current Yan Xiaohuang, this is undoubtedly a trump card that cannot be used easily.

In addition, there is another mysterious skill recorded on it, which is the "Tianyan Treasure Technique".

From Yan Xiaohuang's point of view, this Heavenly Evolution Treasure Technique is not much weaker than the Battle of Heaven Divine Art, and is even worse than it.

Its main function is that it can derive the opponent's combat skills for your own use.

In this way, no matter how powerful the opponent's combat skills are, as long as Yan Xiaohuang is given enough time, he can successfully deduce and find out its flaws.

"It is indeed one of the three ancient immortal scriptures, the Dou Zhan Heart Sutra! It's a pity that there is no more behind it. It should only be a fragment. But judging from my current situation, the fragment is enough. The remaining parts will have to wait until I become more powerful in the future. Let’s search again!”

After practicing hard all night, at dawn the next day, I saw Qing'er running into the yard with an anxious face.

"Xiao Huangzi! They are here! They are now in the welcoming hall of the Holy Clan. Just now, the head of the family asked me to inform the young lady to come with them. Are you ready?"

"Well! Get ready! Miss, you and I will go together!"

In the welcoming hall of the Lieyang Saint Clan, a young man in blue was sitting upright.

The young man's face was very handsome, and he looked like a talented person. However, his eyes were sunken and his eye sockets were a little dark. It was obvious that he had overworked his body in recent days.

On both sides of his body, there were two beautiful women surrounding him, making coquettish sounds and laughing constantly.

Behind him, there was a white-haired old man standing impressively, with an awe-inspiring aura around him, no weaker than Yan Qingtian, so he must have a high level of cultivation.

Yan Qingtian sat on a high position and glanced at the young man with disdain in his eyes.

This young man acted so frivolously that Yan Qingtian was obviously unwilling to let him marry his daughter.

As if he noticed the look in Yan Qingtian's eyes, the corners of the young man's mouth couldn't help but raise slightly.

I saw him gently waving his hand towards the old man behind him. The old man understood and waved his sleeves, and pieces of treasures and elixirs suddenly appeared.

"Uncle Qingtian, I believe you should also know that I am here today to fulfill the agreement that has always existed between our two clans! These are my betrothal gifts for marrying Miss Ke'er! Please take a look!"

Yan Qingtian frowned slightly when he saw the dazzling array of treasures in front of him.

What does the other party mean?

Could it be that he regards his daughter as a commodity?

He is not that kind of snobbish person. Marriage is a very important matter, and it is related to Yan Keke's lifelong happiness in the future. As a father, he must not make decisions for him without authorization.

Seeing that Yan Qingtian just frowned and did not answer, the old man behind the young man's eyes immediately flashed with displeasure.

"My young master came here with full sincerity. I hope that the Qingtian Clan Chief will give you face and call your daughter out as soon as possible, so as to cultivate the relationship between the two newcomers in the future!"

As he said that, the old man's whole body was shaken, and a powerful Xuanwu realm aura came over him.

In response to this, Yan Qingtian also snorted coldly and released an aura that was not weaker than the old man's to fight against him.

The next moment, a tense atmosphere suddenly filled the entire place.

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