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This kind of mysterious power, could allow them to learn and use their own clan's various powerful techniques. Moreover, it would only appear within the War Clan;
Regarding this strange phenomenon where Mo Beichen possessed several types of War Clan, even if he cracked his brain, he still wouldn't be able to think of a reason. Who knew how many unsolved mysteries there were on his body?
According to Yang Yan's idea, to possess several types of War Clan would give Mo Beichen the chance to learn several kinds of War Clan at the same time.
Although this idea was tempting, it was not realistic.
Looking through history, there seemed to be no one who possessed several War Clan cultivation methods at the same time. Putting aside the fact that there was a gap between bloodline and battle power, there was no way that War Clan could be considered a profound and mysterious technique. It was already extremely difficult for an ordinary person to learn just one, so where would they find the time and energy to learn techniques of other races?
Putting all these aside, the absolute arts of every race were treasures of the clan; it was simply impossible for outsiders to obtain them! Even if he got it by luck, he would be chased down and killed all over the world. It could be said that this tragic ending would only end with death.
Most of the people in this city were from the Raging War Clan, so what they had recorded were naturally the cultivation methods of the Raging War Clan.
Back then, although the divine spirit had passed down high level techniques to the ancestors of the various families, other than the Rampage War Clan Divine Hall, which Mo Beichen had coincidentally entered, the other nine War Clan Divine Temples, although they had profound cultivation techniques, didn't have any top-level techniques. Possessing the amazing art of the Codex Collection, but not the Shaking Family secret technique of the past, it was a great pity.
However, Yang Yan had told Mo Beichen before that there were actually some extremely powerful martial arts in the world. In terms of might, they were not the least bit inferior to the absolute War Clan. Only the individuals and races that had this type of cultivation technique did not cultivate it to its peak. Even then, the strength displayed was still not inferior to the ten great War Clan s.
It was said that in the Hundred Shrine, there were gods who passed down this cultivation method.
It was just that he did not know whether it was because he was lacking in strength or luck, or because his talent was not good enough, in all the years, other than Yang Yan who had successfully inherited the most valuable treasure of the Raging War Clan, the? Seven Calamity Dragon Slaying Arts?, not a single one of his clansmen had obtained a similar powerful cultivation technique.
Even if someone was lucky enough to obtain it, no one would know. That was because the level of strength displayed by those people could only be considered as strength. There was still a large gap between it and the strongest.
The martial arts technique recorded on the bookshelf had great power, it dazzled Mo Beichen and made him unable to let go of it.
Compared to the "secret scriptures" and "treasure books" that he had seized from those sects and clans that he had destroyed, those were garbage that no one had picked up even on the roadside!
"Sky Breaking Slash!"
"Blood Drinking Hand!"
"Hundred battle achievements!"
"Destroying the Absurd Eye!"
"Divine Thunder Fist!"
"Divine Consonance Finger!"
"Ghost Demon Claw!"
"Demonic Spirit Curse!"
"Heaven Prison's Killing Aura!"
"Soulshake Flame Spear!"
"Seven Star Chop General Blade!"
"Star Destroyer Devil Sword!"
"Berserk Demon Slaughtering Soul Art!"
"Spirit Dragon Sky Roaring Art!"
"Green Mirror Record!"
"Indestructible Ten Thousand Arts!"
"Sky Burning Secret Art!"
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Looking up, Spirit Level Martial Skill could be seen everywhere, it was just like a street color, it was not worth at all. He had even seen quite a few Blood Level Martial Skills, and his heart was beating rapidly. Mo Beichen believed that even if he could casually learn any one of them, it would be able to greatly increase his strength in a short period of time!
The martial skills that countless people had dreamed of were now being displayed in front of him without any defenses. They were like beautiful flowers that were ready to be picked up by the wind.
Even with Mo Beichen's mental fortitude, he could not help but become unable to control it as his breathing became hurried.
The countless number of cultivation techniques made Mo Beichen dizzy. For a moment, he didn't know whether he should cultivate them or not, or which one he should choose.
In a day and night, Mo Beichen had only moved twice in front of this bookshelf. His mind was completely absorbed in that mysterious world, and he lost track of time.
Although he did not know exactly how much time had passed since he woke up all of a sudden, Mo Beichen reckoned that it would be quite a while before he woke up.
While Mo Beichen was silently calculating the time in his heart, he was also flipping through the chants and diagrams recorded on the books on the bookshelves.
Just like that, another day and night passed, and Mo Beichen had only moved three steps to the side. From this, it could be seen how rich the martial arts techniques here were.
As if forgetting hunger and fatigue, ten days passed quickly. In the past ten days, Mo Beichen had been browsing through these cultivation techniques, but he had only finished reading through two bookshelves. Even though it was so troublesome, he didn't gain nothing from it. After a long period of exploration, Mo Beichen finally discovered something, these arts and drawings seemed to have been created by a different person. There were even some books with different lines and strokes written on them.
After realising this, Mo Beichen simply closed his eyes and started to use his fingers to touch the books, the walls and the diagram on the pillar.
Each person who wrote down or engraved their own martial arts had more or less his own Qi when they wrote down their own handwriting. The higher their cultivation, the stronger their Qi would be.
In truth, being able to copy and seal these seals already represented his level of strength. The weak did not have the qualifications to do so!
Relying on the Qi left behind by the War Clan ancestors, Mo Beichen quickly went through the screening process. Compared to before, his speed was much faster. In just half a day, he had changed two bookshelves.
For some unknown reason, from the moment he entered the great hall, Mo Beichen had felt that something was off. However, after he had observed carefully for a long time, he did not find anything amiss. Although he did not find the source, Mo Beichen was still secretly on alert, in case there was any change.
After an entire month, Mo Beichen finally finished reading all the books on the shelves, and at this time, his gaze once again shifted toward the walls and pillars.
During this time, not only did the strange feeling not disappear, it even became clearer. Since he had gained nothing, Mo Beichen could only be more careful and continue with his own matters.
Ten days of time quickly passed by, and Mo Beichen finally finished reading all the records of the cultivation techniques at the bottom level. However, he did not stop there. Instead, he walked towards the stairs leading to the second floor.
In the past few days, the entire city had been brimming with joy.
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Regardless of whether it was male or female, regardless of age, everyone rushed to the Hundred Shrine. One reason was to pay their respects to the gods, and another reason was to choose a cultivation method that they loved.
The people who had nothing to do could only rely on martial arts to kill time. It was not only because they could strengthen their bodies, but also because when their strength reached a certain level, they could increase their lifespan.
Depending on their individual strength, the time limit would vary from several years to over a decade, or even several decades. Just like the few elders of the clan, as well as their clan leader, with their powerful strength, they had already increased their lifespan by several hundred to a thousand years.
Although they were trapped for a lifetime, as long as they could live for one more day, they would be willing to work hard and fight for it. After all, no one would complain about living too long.
One day passed, another day passed. The people who entered the Hundred Shrine left one after another after finding a suitable cultivation technique. He suppressed the excitement in his heart. People were either looking for a quiet place to cultivate in seclusion, or asking for a few good friends of theirs to study and exchange pointers.
The whole city was brimming with joy.
Looking at how their fists and legs were whistling through the air and arguing non-stop, the previous tranquility was clearly much more lively.