C214 Night emperor's thirty-eight styles
C214 Night emperor's thirty-eight styles
While Ye Qinghan was in the yellow sand, he closed his eyes, his limbs and body continuously waving, from time to time his dagger slipped out a strange blade light, from time to time he opened his mouth and muttered. It was as if he had become delirious and absent-minded …
He had been unconscious for three hours. The Elemental Energy Of Heaven And Earth above his head continued to gather. In a completely unaware state, his body was constantly absorbing Elemental Energy Of Heaven And Earth s, which then turned into War Qi s, and finally gathered at his core.
At the same time, his soul also began to emit a gentle light, as if the spring bamboo shoots in the Rain Queen had received nourishment and began to slowly grow …
Ye Qinghan fell into a state of Spiritual Quietness and was unclear about what had happened outside and his body. As for Blacky, who was within the War Beast, he was completely clear on this. Furthermore, it seemed as if he really enjoyed the feeling brought to him by this state. As she laid within the War Beast space, her entire body was enveloped in a soft white light.
Only, it knew that it could not sleep, because this place was filled with danger. It had to use its soul to scan the surroundings to wake Ye Qinghan up if there was any danger.
More than an hour passed. This miraculous state, as well as this peaceful time, was finally broken by a yellow figure that suddenly appeared beside him.
"Boss, stop cultivating. There's danger!"
Blacky's sound transmission immediately sounded out in Ye Qinghan's mind, waking him up from the state of Spiritual Quietness.
"Swoosh!"
Ye Qinghan came to his senses and did not think much about it. Seeing the yellow figure on his left, he subconsciously swung his blade.
"Bam!"
The brown saber Qi left the dagger and collided with the yellow figure that was charging at him. The strong energy sent the figure flying. The blood mist that filled the sky floated up and was instantly absorbed by the dry yellow sand. The yellow figure was a Crocodile Monster and after one attack from the monster, it quickly escaped.
But... The Crocodile Monster had already escaped, but Ye Qinghan was still staring stupidly in front of him, not regaining his senses. There seemed to be something wrong?
Blood mist!
Right, it was a blood mist! Ye Qinghan's eyes flashed with surprise, smelling the faint smell of salty fish in the air, he finally understood what was wrong. The casual cut he made just now had actually caused the Crocodile Monster to bleed.
One must know, he had been in this damned place for months, repelling countless Crocodile Monster. He had never let any Crocodile Monster bleed a single drop, but this time he had actually cut out a drop of blood, actually causing the Crocodile Monster to bleed!
This... This meant that his attack power was increasing, and it had already increased!
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"
Just as he was extremely surprised and wanted to take a closer look at the condition of his body, several figures once again appeared beside him, breaking his train of thought. Helpless, he could only release his fusion skill and his aura to repel the monsters that were attacking him.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
After half an hour of fighting, Ye Qinghan finally cleared away all the monsters in the attack. At the same time, he was certain of one thing.
The six moves that he had derived from the Night Emperor's Seven Styles seemed to be several times stronger than the one from the Night Emperor's Seven Styles. Every time he used the Night Emperor's Seven Style Attack Monster, he would at most be sent flying. The resulting attacks, however, were actually able to injure the Crocodile Monster a few times and cause it to drip blood.
Looking at the pieces of yellow scales on the ground, Ye Qinghan's mouth curved in a happy smile.
There was hope!
The moves he had deduced were so awesome. He felt that what he was seeing now was not bloody scales, but a path, a hope.
A path of golden light that could increase attack power and break through Puppet Channels, a hope to return home.
...
In the remaining time, Ye Qinghan was completely immersed in analyzing the Night Emperor's Seven Styles. He forgot about the time, forgot about everything outside, forgot about everything. He knew that he could only break through the Puppet Channels and enter the third trial by training arduously, with the hope of getting out of the God Falling Mountain in the end.
He did not know that every time he completely immersed himself in deduction and cultivation, the white fog restriction on his God Falling Mountain would strangely flash for a moment. He did not know that every time he completely immersed himself in deduction and cultivation, the Elemental Energy Of Heaven And Earth above his head would mysteriously become denser, he did not know that while he was deducing and cultivating, his War Qi would increase by ten times or even more, and he did not know that his Soul Sea was constantly expanding, growing …
He only knew that when he deduced it, his body and soul would be completely released. He really enjoyed this state. He liked this sort of comfort and indulgence. Therefore, he didn't think about anything else. Other than Blacky reminding him that there was a monster attacking him, he quickly dealt with it and immersed himself in it once again.
Half a After Month, and the Thirteen Divisions of the Night Emperor had turned into the twenty-fourth form of the Night Emperor!
One After Month, 24 forms became 30 forms.
Three After Month s, thirty forms became thirty-three forms.
...
As time passed, the number of derived moves became fewer and fewer. However, Ye Qinghan was not in a hurry at all, nor did he want to stop. This was because he had a feeling in his heart that he had not reached the limit yet. Moreover, he felt that if he were to completely develop the Night Emperor's Seven Styles, his attack power would increase by at least twofold, or even more …
He knew that he had dug up a treasure, and he had a feeling that the Night Emperor's Seven Styles were not that simple. If he worked hard to search for it, perhaps he would be able to reach the same height as the's, the Night Emperor, who used the Night Emperor's Seven Styles.
Three months passed.
Five months back.
Half a year had passed …
Ye Qinghan finally came to a stop. It was not because he felt that his deductions were tired, but because he felt that he had reached a bottleneck in his deductions. In this half a month, he had not made any progress, and seemed to have reached the limit.
"No …" This was not the limit. The Sky-Opening was able to deduce seven moves. The other moves should also have seven moves, right? The 70-49 style was the ultimate style? It's only the thirty-eight stances, why can't you deduce the nine stances? "
Ye Qinghan lazily sat in the scalding yellow sand, a look of confusion and confusion flashing past his eyes. Unconsciously, half a year had already passed. The Night Emperor's Seven Styles had become the Night Emperor's Thirty-eight Styles, the Sky Splitting Slash had become the Sky Splitting Slash, the Earth Splitting Slash had become the Earth Splitting Slash and the Wind Chasing Wind Slash …
In the past half month, there had been no progress at all. Ye Qinghan had no choice but to stop his deductions. He knew that this thing could only be found by luck and not sought after. It was already pretty good for him to be able to deduce so many moves. As for the remaining nine stances, it all depended on luck and a moment of sudden enlightenment.
"Forget it, after cultivating for so long, it's time to rest!" Hehe! Now that the Seven Styles of the Night Emperor has turned into the thirty-eight forms of the Night Emperor, the attack power should at least be three times stronger than before. Ye Qinghan stretched his body and fell straight onto the ground, he then smiled and suddenly said to the air: "Blacky, come out and play, it has probably been a while since you started cultivating, you are really bored to death!"