Chapter 8: Wrath of the Underworld

"Teacher Muyue's is so big."

Chu Qianye's mind was full of the beautiful scene just now, and the scene on Wenren Muyue's chest made him want to spit blood.

He discarded distracting thoughts, shook his head, and began to search for martial skills seriously.

Blood Coagulation Magic Curse, Seven Tribulations to Slay Spirits, Great Demon Heavenly Palm, Vajra's Glaring Eyes...

Chu Qianye browsed through a lot of martial arts on the second floor of the Martial Arts Pavilion, but these martial arts were either relatively low in grade, or they didn't catch his eye, and they couldn't complement his skills.

Since Chu Qianye obtained the martial soul of the peerless holy sword, he has the ability to never forget martial arts and exercises.

Therefore, on the second floor of the Martial Arts Pavilion, except for the last corner, he didn't look for it, and he almost read all the books.

It seems that only the last corner is left.

Chu Qianye swept towards that corner and shook his head lightly. He searched the entire second floor of the attic, but none of them matched his martial skills. How could there be one in the last corner?

Chu Qianye didn't have much hope.

In the last corner, martial arts and techniques, and every book left his footprints.

"Huh, no, not on the entire second floor of the pavilion."

Chu Qianye secretly smiled wryly. He thought that there would be a martial skill suitable for him in this last corner, but unfortunately there was none.

"Oh, I really answered that sentence, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment."

Just as Chu Qianye turned to leave, a small black grid on the inside of the wall caught his attention.

This black grid is square and inconspicuous because it is covered with dust. If it weren't for his sharp eyes, he probably wouldn't have noticed it.

He curiously opened the black box, and there was only one book inside. The book was a bit broken, and the words "Huang Quan Tian Fu" could be vaguely seen.

Chu Qianye immediately flipped through the book curiously.

"There is such a domineering martial art in this world."

After reading this book, he couldn't calm down for a long time.

Huangquan Sky Fury, according to legend, is the unique skill of Huangquan Demon Saint, which belongs to the lower level of martial arts. But time is ruthless, and in the end this person did not break through the shackles of the physical body, and died in the years.

Later, the martial arts were passed down through the Netherworld Stone Stele, which is said to have recorded the lifelong mastery of the Netherworld Demon Sage, and some even rumored that the stele contained the blood of the Netherworld Demon Sage.

The demon sage of Huangquan is a strong man in the celestial realm, and he has the ability to boil the sea with Brahma. Rumors of his blood left on the stele caused a bloody storm and caused wars among the people of all ethnic groups, but the stele disappeared from the world.

After today, this martial skill of Huang Quan Tian Fu was unintentionally revealed by Chu Qianye in the Jianhou Mansion, and it was able to see the light of day again.

"Unfortunately, this martial skill is just an incomplete rubbing."

Chu Qianye secretly felt sorry.

"Cultivate, say that there must be a chance in the future, and maybe you can meet other rubbings."

Chu Qianye didn't hesitate for long, and directly remembered "The Wrath of the Underworld" in his mind.

With the martial arts in hand, it's time to start comprehending and practicing.

He said goodbye to Wenren Muyue and left Wuxue Pavilion.

Seeing Chu Qianye's leaving figure, Wenren Muyue's beautiful eyes flickered.

"Chu Qianye, senior sister is looking forward to half a year later."

Her beautiful face, with a smile blooming like a flower, if anyone saw it, they would definitely envy Chu Qianye.

With the charming scene just now, Chu Qianye didn't dare to stay longer, said goodbye to the other party and hurried back.

"Have you grown up?"

Watching Chu Qianye leave, Wenren Muyue covered her mouth and chuckled.

Back in his dilapidated independent courtyard, Chu Qianye directly comprehended "The Wrath of the Underworld" behind closed doors.

According to the records in the book, there are three types of martial arts: Huangquan Finger, Huangquan Palm and Huangquan Fu.

The three poses are based on the Huangquan finger, with Huangquan's anger as the peak, and the strength gradually increases. The last pose of Huangquan's anger is subdivided into human anger, ghost anger and sky anger.

Huang Quan refers to the most widely spread, and the last two styles are either isolated or have disappeared. Among them, Huangquan Palm has become an orphan and was collected by the powerful Western Realm forces, while Huangquan Nu has completely disappeared.

In other words, I can only practice the first two forms at most. If I am not strong enough, I am afraid I can only practice the first form, and I will never see the latter two forms.

Of course, these are not what he wants to consider now.

Chu Qianye closed his eyes, crossed his legs and entered the state of cultivation.

The cultivation method of "The Wrath of the Underworld" began to emerge in his mind.

He raised his right palm slowly, imagining that he was in the underworld, the middle finger and index finger were merged into one, and the remaining three fingers were tightly closed together.

Accompanied by the breathing, the profound energy slowly gathered towards the right palm, and the fingers became more and more powerful under the flow of profound energy.

His eyes opened in vain, and his fingers jerked forward.

"Woo hoo."

The muffled sound of the wind, accompanied by the rapid gushing of fingers, rushed forward with a burst of energy.

"Worthy of being a god-grade martial soul, the skills and martial arts are at your fingertips." Chu Qianye said with shock in his eyes, "The heaven-level martial arts created by the demon saint of Huangquan is really domineering. If I can gather the last two moves, wouldn't my combat power be invincible?" sky?"

Chu Qianye did not close his eyes the whole night, devoting himself to practicing Huang Quan Tian Fu.

boom!

Chu Qianye poked forward with one finger, the space in front of him was distorted, and there was a faint tendency to collapse...

Huang Quan points out, breaking life and death; Huang Quan's anger breaks people's souls!

Chu Qianye's eyes flickered, and his heart shook slightly.

After all, Huang Quan Tian Fu is a low-level martial skill, and it is a famous martial skill of Huang Quan Yaosheng. I don't know how many strong people who have reached the peak have fallen under Huang Quan's fingers.

It's a pity that this martial skill only has the most basic Huangquan Finger, if you get the training methods of Huangquan Palm and Huangquan Nu, your combat power will reach a very terrifying situation.

The current Huang Quan Tian Fu's combat strength is at most only the power of the lower class of the Xuan class, and even only the power of the lower class of the Huang class.

"According to the rubbings of the ancient book, with the improvement of strength, the combat power of the Huangquan finger will also increase, and it can condense a huge Huangquan finger."

Looking at the slight fluctuations in the space, Chu Qianye's heart was surging.

It is recorded in ancient books that the demon sage of Huangquan reached the peak of Tianji Realm, and when he was about to conquer the Wuwu God, he was seriously injured until he disappeared in the long river of time.

Some people say that his blood essence is still in the Jiuyou Clan's field, and that stone tablet is hidden in it. Unfortunately, the demon saint of Huangquan is too strong to be invincible.

Others said that his remnant soul finally disappeared between heaven and earth in order to protect the Jiuyou clan.

Regarding these legends, Chu Qianye believed in the former even more. After all... what he wants to conquer is the illusory Martial God Dao, and his clansmen are already insignificant to an existence like him, and they can even be sacrificed.

In any case, this Huangquan Tianfu is indeed domineering and powerful, and the Jiuyou clan must go there when he has strength, even if the legend is false.

"To change my physique now, I have to get the blood pill as soon as possible."

Chu Qianye withdrew his thoughts and frowned slightly.

Blood pills, made from the blood essence of wild beasts, can help warriors increase the strength and strength of their physical bodies.

I am poor and white now, blood pills need a lot of gold coins, the fastest way to make money is to hunt wild beasts, dig out spirit meat and wild beast cores and sell them to Wushi.

"It seems that we have to enter Ironwood Mountain."

Half a year, in order to get back my dignity!

Chu Qianye's eyes were firm, and his figure appeared in front of Tiemu Mountain.