"Magic... Kung Fu..."
Yun He's lips moved several times, trying to say something, but he could only make a few vague hissing sounds, like air leakage.
Two torrents of essence visible to the naked eye poured into the masked old man's arms along his arms.
The essence was red in color, so rich that it almost condensed into substance, exuding a warm and strange luster.
After about a moment of burning incense, the masked old man slowly retracted his hands.
The two shriveled corpses lost their support and fell softly to the ground, as light as two bundles of dry firewood.
Their faces were unrecognizable, and only two pieces of withered, parchment-like skin stuck tightly to their skulls.
His empty eye sockets faced the sky, and his mouth was wide open, as if he was still screaming silently until his death.
"Just a few more First Grade warriors..."
The masked old man retracted his hands and clasped them behind his back.
Under the bronze mask, the originally calm eyes now had a faint glimmer of light flowing through them, and the whole person exuded an indescribable, deep aura.
He could clearly feel that the threshold of being a master, which had blocked him for so many years, had loosened a bit.
Just devour a few more First Grade warriors, or dozens of Upper Third Grade warriors, and that threshold will be completely broken.
At that time, he will be the master.
"Chichi--"
The masked old man took out a celadon bottle from his sleeve, uncorked it, and poured the liquid in the bottle onto the two mummies.
The liquid was dark green in color and boiled when it touched the corpse, making a corrosive sound.
The two mummies melted and collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into two pools of dark yellow pus, seeping into the cracks of the gravel, leaving only a few pieces of broken clothing and a tarnished Ghost Head Blade.
A figure walked out of the shadows at the edge of the valley. It was a woman, also wearing a bronze mask, only revealing a pair of eyes.
She walked up to the old man and bowed respectfully. The voice coming out from under the mask was low and hoarse.
"Big Elder, the person lurking in Green Creek City who made fake cheats is dead."
The masked old man stood with his hands behind his hands, still looking at the two pools of pus that were slowly seeping into the ground, and asked.
"When did it happen?"
"One day ago."
the woman said.
The masked old man was silent for a moment. No expression could be seen on the bronze mask, but there seemed to be a trace of waves flashing through his calm eyes.
"Before he died, did he reveal any information about the gang?"
"Probably not."
the woman said.
"He died of poisoning. He died very quickly. His body was inspected by subordinates and there were no signs of torture."
"It should be that he decided to die decisively when he realized he was outmatched. It doesn't look like he was forced to confess."
The masked old man nodded slowly.
"Although he doesn't have much information, if it is revealed, it will cause some trouble. Since he doesn't have it, it's okay."
He paused and said again.
"His family will be well accommodated and their pension will be doubled. If their children are willing to practice martial arts, they can be admitted to the gang under special conditions."
Obviously, the reason why the counterfeit man was willing to die was because his family was under surveillance.
"Yes." The woman responded.
The masked old man turned around, his eyes fell on the woman's face, and asked.
"Have you ever found out who did it?"
"No."
The woman shook her head slightly, with a rare solemnity in her voice.
"My subordinates personally went to the scene to check. This person was extremely careful and did not leave any traces that could be traced."
"Those true secret books, including the master-level one Breath Concealment Secret Technique<Shadowveil>, are all gone."
The masked old man was silent for a moment and then slowly spoke.
"Since we can't find it, let's let it go for now. This person doesn't know the details about us, so he took the secret book and left. He probably broke through by accident and didn't come for this plan."
He raised his right hand and looked down at his hand, which was as thin as a dead branch.
"After I break through the Grandmaster, it won't be too late to find him to settle the matter."
The woman bowed slightly.
"What Elder said is true."
The masked old man stood with his hands behind his hands, looked at the mountains in the distance, and said.
"The incident of Grandmaster's Tomb has now turned Songquan Prefecture into a pot of porridge. Many forces are fighting for the treasure, and people die every day, but it is not chaotic enough."
He turned around and looked at the woman.
"Let the people below add more firepower and continue to spread the fake secrets copied before."
"Yes."
The woman responded, then turned around and disappeared into the night like a wisp of smoke.
The masked old man took one last look at the two pools of ichor that had completely seeped into the ground. He flashed and disappeared into the valley.
The breeze blew, picking up a few dead leaves, swirling and falling among the rocks, as if no one had ever been here.
Two days later, Liangshui City.
Fang Mansion Rain-Listening Pavilion The courtyard door was gently pushed open, and Fang Han stepped in. His green robe was dusty, and Cloudsplitter Sword hung around his waist.
When Rain-Listening Pavilion's Maid saw Fang Han, he quickly came forward and bowed to salute.
"Master Han is back."
Fang Han nodded and walked straight to the main house.
Mother Lin Wan was pruning a pot of orchids on the porch. She raised her head when she heard footsteps. She was slightly startled at first, and then a surprised smile broke out on her face.
"Han'er, why are you back so soon?"
"I have something to do when I come back."
Fang Han walked forward and sat down next to his mother.
Father Fang Zheng was settling accounts in the study. When he heard the commotion, he came out. A smile appeared on Fang Zheng's face and he sat down next to him.
Younger Sister was in the study room, taught by the female gentleman from before.
Fang Han said a few words to his parents, then took out two Cold Jade boxes from his arms and placed them gently on the table.
"Father, mother, my son went out this time and found something that will be useful to you."
Lin Wan curiously opened one of the jade boxes, and a warm and refreshing fragrance suddenly spread out.
There is a strange flower lying in the box. The blue flower is blooming, and a ball of pale golden mist is slowly rotating in the stamen.
Just smelling the fragrance, she felt refreshed and her body felt a little lighter.
Fang Zheng also opened another jade box, which also contained an identical flower.
"Is this...?"
He raised his head and looked at Fang Han.
"The name of this object is Spirit-Nurturing Flower."
Fang Han said.
"It is a kind of heavenly material and earthly treasure that can help people step into the Inner Qi Realm. My father and mother are old, and it is difficult to cultivate Internal Qi in the ordinary way."
"But Spirit-Nurturing Flower can use the power of medicine to directly produce the first ray of Internal Qi in the body, bypassing the shackles of age."
Fang Zheng and Lin Wan looked at each other and saw surprise in each other's eyes.
Ever since Fang Han rose to prominence in the sect, they had thought about practicing.
It's not that I want to be very powerful, but that I want to live a few more years and see my son go higher and further.
I only tried it a few times, but because I was getting older and my energy and blood were declining, I couldn't practice at all, so I had to give up.
"This... this really allows us to step into the Inner Qi Realm?"
Fang Zheng asked with some surprise in his voice.
Fang Han nodded.
"Father, mother, you take it now, and I will protect you."
Fang Zheng and Lin Wan did not hesitate.
They each took out Spirit-Nurturing Flower from the jade box and put it into their mouths.
The petals melt in the mouth and turn into a warm and cool juice, which slides down the throat and into the abdomen.
The change came very quickly, and within a moment, the bodies of Fang Zheng and Lin Wan shook at the same time, and two weak but real auras slowly rose from their bodies.
The breath is very light, vague, but it carries a kind of transformation of life level - that is the unique fluctuation of the Inner Qi Realm.
"Does this make you a Inner Qi Realm warrior?"
Fang Zheng opened his eyes first, looked down at his hands, and felt the warm breath of Sea of Qi Acupoint that he had never experienced before.
His lips moved several times, his face full of surprise.
Lin Wan also opened her eyes, and she felt exactly the same as her husband.
Her skin color, which was originally a bit darker due to age, now reveals a long-lost rosiness.
The fine wrinkles at the corners of my eyes seem to have faded a bit.
Fang Han looked at the changes in his parents, and a heartfelt smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Father, mother, you are now Inner Qi Realm warriors and can practice. In normal times, remember to take some time to practice."
Fang Zheng and Lin Wan looked at each other and saw indescribable joy in each other's eyes.
The joy is not because of how much power they have, but because they have more time and can watch their son go further.
After familiarizing his parents with the Ninth Grade Inner Qi Realm cultivation he had obtained, Fang Han returned to his room, closed the door, and took out the book <Shadowveil> from Storage Ring.
He opened the first page and his eyes fell on the neat lines of small letters on the title page - Grandmaster level Breath Concealment Secret Technique. After practicing to the Perfection Realm, one can hide his aura invisibly, making it difficult for even the strongest Great Grandmaster to detect it.
"If you can Perfection Realm, it will be difficult for even Great Grandmaster to detect it. You are worthy of being a master-level Breath Concealment Secret Technique!"
Fang Han raised the corners of his mouth slightly, then calmed down and started reading from the beginning.
Those simple and profound formulas flowed through his mind, and the complex Internal Qi running routes on the meridian map unfolded one by one.
He did not read quickly, he had to chew every formula over and over, and carefully compared every picture to confirm the general outline, text, and pictures with each other.
The sunlight penetrated through the window lattice behind him, casting a faint golden glow on the pages of the book. It moved to the corner of the table unknowingly, and then climbed from the corner of the table to the wall, gradually turning from golden to orange-red.
When the setting sun dyed the whole room into a warm golden color, Fang Han finished turning the last page.
He closed his eyes and read the entire book "Shadowveil" from beginning to end in his mind.
The formulas, diagrams, and keys to the operation of Internal Qi are clearly presented one by one, without any vagueness or ambiguity.
After taking Secret Art Fruit, Secret Art Talent was completely transformed, and with the addition of Secret Technique Talent Amplification up to 128 times, when facing this master-level Breath Concealment Secret Technique, he was like a bachelor who had read poetry and read an article without any difficulty.
"Has a lot in common with <Return to Ruin Essence Concealment Art>."
Fang Han opened his eyes, a trace of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.
<Return to Ruin Essence Concealment Art> is High Grade Breath Concealment Secret Technique, and <Shadowveil> is master-level Breath Concealment Secret Technique. Although the levels are very different, the fundamental principles of breath gathering are the same.
After cultivating the "Guixu Hidden Elements Technique" to perfection, and then comprehending "Shadow", he is like a martial artist who has already mastered the basic fists and kicks, and then learns more advanced boxing techniques, and the difficulty is greatly reduced.