Xiao Han's Recovery
On this day, it was drizzling, and dark clouds covered the sky. Di Luo Bay fell into complete darkness. Reason and humanity were crazily suppressed, and conscience was swallowed up. Killing and wailing played the song of the dead. Fragile lives shrank in the corner and shivered.
After the cruel competition of one in a hundred, of the tens of thousands of martial practitioners who escaped death and broke through the Sea Demon's encirclement and came to Di Luo Bay, thirty percent of them died today.
Under the Divine Palace Order, within the three months survival period, there was a cultivation method in the warrior ruins, and everyone had to become as strong as possible.
But in the end, only one thousand people were chosen as disciples.
During this period, the candidates not only faced hunger, but also killing from all sides.
The enemies could be strangers, or they could be the people closest to them.
There was no family, no love, no friendship, and no distinction between master and servant.
Emperors were emotionless.
If they wanted to be one of the one thousand lucky people, the only thing they could do was to live.
They had to use all means to live, and use all means to live.
When this rule was announced, Qin Hao did not even care about the herbs. He rushed straight to the cave and left at the first moment, away from this inhumane place.
He knew that the moment the divine sword flew away, the warriors around Di Luo Bay were no longer human, but a group of demons.
Leaving was the best choice. No matter how strong they were, without the support of yuan qi, they would be chopped to death in an instant.
Among the candidates, Qin Hao did not know how many of them did not have the Divine Palace Order.
But in his team, everyone had one. He saved the Divine Palace Order and avoided the most violent first round of killing. Sometimes, not fighting was considered a victory.
Following the direction of Zheng Qingchi's group, Qin Hao and the others went deep into the Eastern Mountains. They would meet up with Zheng Qingchi first.
As for the ruins, they did not have time to care about them.
There were many ruins around Di Luo Bay. According to the messenger, the more obvious the location of the ruins, the less valuable they were.
On the contrary, the harder to find ruins were more valuable.
In this month, Zheng Qingchi and the others found many ruins. After meeting up, they set up camp in a hidden ruin and focused on cultivation.
On the road, bloody fights could be seen everywhere.
There were even some warriors who shouted, "Grandson, don't run!" while stabbing their long sabers into the bodies of the people around them, crushing their internal organs.
At this moment, the elders that had escorted their descendants all tore off their disguises and returned to their white-haired appearances. Their appearances that were smeared with blood greatly resembled devils.
In the face of the cries for help, Qin Hao and the others did not waver. This was not the time to be kind. If they went, the people who cried for help might use their weapons to chop off their heads in the next second.
Qin Hao's team had quite a number of people, so the weaker forces naturally didn't dare to disturb them. The journey was quite peaceful.
Actually, they were not the only ones who left the Fallen Emperor Bay. Anyone with a brain would avoid this chaos at the first moment.
In the western region, Ning Tianxing and Mo Xian fought their way into the valley.
In the north, Xuanyuan Jie, Changhe Lo, Murong Zijun, and Qi Yuan fled into the forest under the protection of a large number of Imperial Death Servants.
Scorching Sun Temple, Wuque Sword Sect, Arhat Palace, and many other forces were also looking for a place to settle down with their injuries. No one would risk their lives to fight this group of lunatics at this time.
Before sunset, Qin Hao finally met up with Zheng Qingchi who was returning. Then, Zheng Qingchi led the way and everyone entered a hidden ruin.
"Crazy, they've all gone crazy. Big Brother Qing Chi, you don't know this, but when I came here, I saw a grandfather chasing after his grandson. There was also a nephew who chopped off his uncle's head." Qi Xiaogua described vividly.
Everyone was silent. In order to get the Divine Palace Token, they had disregarded their family.
The temptation of a Nine-star Great Emperor was really irresistible.
But thinking about it carefully, there was nothing strange about it.
Even in the outside world, clansmen would fight for their own interests. Entering the Divine Palace to cultivate as a Nine-star Great Emperor, if in the outside world, it would be no pity to bury the entire clan.
"This ruin is 30 miles away from Di Luo Bay, at the bottom of the cliff. It will not be discovered for a while," Zheng Qingchi said.
Only now did he understand that in the large number of ruins surrounding Di Luo Bay, there were cultivation methods for warriors to improve their cultivation.
If he had known this, he would have directly entered the cultivation and wasted a month's time.
"Safety first, it's a blessing that everyone is fine."
Qin Hao smiled and patted Zheng Qingchi's shoulder. Previously, they were shocked by the rumors of Di Luo Bay and did not dare to enter the ruin.
Although it was a waste of time, it was not necessarily a bad thing. At least the team did not lose any members.
"Next, let's see what mysteries are hidden in this ruin." Zheng Qingchi took out a match and lit a pot of butter to illuminate the bottom of the cliff.
The light in the pot was not strong. Hidden under the cliff, it was difficult to be discovered by outsiders.
With the help of the light, everyone could see clearly that there were several patterns engraved on the stone wall of the cliff. There were four in total. After looking at them, it gave people a feeling that the patterns were moving.
"There are four kinds of martial arts techniques," Qin Hao said lightly. After a glance, he lost interest.
Martial arts techniques were not important to him. In his previous life, he had read a group of books. There were all kinds of martial arts techniques for defense, movement, attack, and so on. There were tens of thousands of scrolls in his mind, and the level of each martial art technique was not lower than the Earth level.
Not to mention all these, just the Immortal Samsara Technique of the Divine level was enough to make Qin Hao have no need to waste his energy on other martial arts techniques.
Of course, the martial arts techniques on the stone wall were still very precious compared to the outside world.
After all, it was left by the cultivators of the Divine Palace.
And Qin Hao could also see that the cultivation of the martial arts techniques left behind was of the Emperor level.
"The first picture is a set of super fist techniques to train the physical body. Little Melon, it is very suitable for you.
"The second picture is a set of Primordial Qi operation techniques. If I'm not wrong, according to its operation path, the speed of gathering Qi will be reduced by 20% compared to others. You can consider whether you want to practice it or not. My personal suggestion is that you can practice it."
Qin Hao's eyesight was so sharp that he could see the essence of the stone wall's techniques at a glance. He paused, pointed to the third picture and continued, "This is a set of halberd techniques. Unfortunately, there is no halberd expert among us, so it can be ignored.
"As for the fourth picture …" Qin Hao frowned. He could not see through it. It was engraved with a person playing the zither. There was only one person playing the zither quietly. There was no chant or melody. It seemed that only by observing and figuring out the artistic conception could one understand the true meaning of the picture.
Qin Hao did not understand the zither, and he would not waste his energy trying to figure out the artistic conception of the zither master. For him, the fourth picture was useless.
Of course, everyone present did not understand music. Even if they did, it would be difficult to understand the artistic conception, so they all chose to give up.
"Tan Geng, Bai Xiaotong, we will practice the method of gathering Qi." Zhou Wudao sat cross-legged and stared at the second picture intently.
Tan Geng and Bai Xiaotong did the same.
Although they were still unable to use their Primordial Qi in this place, they could still guide a wisp of it to circulate in their bodies.
Ye Yao, Que 'er, the disciples of Night Luo Palace, Zheng Qingchi, and the others also chose to practice the method of gathering Qi of the Divine Palace cultivators.
Tsiogua scratched his head and sat in front of the first picture to comprehend the opponent's fist intent.
Only Qin Hao had nothing to do. He took Xiao Han's hand and avoided the crowd. He used his sword to cut a shallow hole in the stone wall in the distance. The two of them sat in the hole. Gradually, Xiao Han fell asleep leaning on Qin Hao's shoulder.
For three days in a row, everyone was busy cultivating.
This made Qin Hao suffer. He had to catch game, shoot birds, and take care of everyone's meals.
However, he also enjoyed it.
But every time he went out, he always felt that there was a pair of eyes staring at him from behind.
"Big Brother, come and help me comprehend this fist technique."
Tsiogua had lost a lot of hair and looked haggard. He had been trying to figure it out for many days and claimed that he had comprehended it, but every time he used it, he always felt that his strength was not as strong as he wished.
"What's the problem?" Qin Hao asked, his gaze falling on the first picture.
"The fist force I used on the stone wall is not as strong as usual. I feel like I've been deceived. Could it be that the senior who left the fist technique is making fun of us?" Tsiogua said angrily. He had tried many times.
Qin Hao showed a trace of doubt. He stared at the picture seriously. In his mind, he quickly connected the movements of the stone wall and threw a punch.
Boom!
It shook the stone wall and the stone wall cracked.
"There is indeed something strange."
Qin Hao gave up on comprehending the moves and struck out according to his own fist technique. Once again, he struck the stone wall, causing the stone wall to tremble and rocks to roll down. The stone wall was penetrated, leaving behind a basin sized hole.
This hit was not small and attracted everyone's attention.
"Are you crazy?" Zhou Wudao jumped up and said.
"It's none of your business. Go gather your Qi."
Qin Hao did not believe it. He punched again with the fist technique left by the Divine Illumination Palace expert. The result was the same as the first time. It only cracked the stone wall and could not compare to the power of the second punch.
"Where did it go wrong?" Qin Hao thought.
Could it be that the power of this fist technique was not reflected in the effect of the physical body, but in the Primordial Qi of the fist?
Many of the high-level fist techniques on the continent were lethal in Primordial Qi.
If that was the case, the picture of the fist on the stone wall should have been drawn with Primordial Qi.
But the other party did not leave any traces of Primordial Qi. This meant that the power of the fist was still reflected in the physical body.
"Strange, it's really strange."
Qin Hao gradually became interested. One punch after another, he kept practicing. He kept punching. The sound of the punches was rhythmic, making everyone around him unable to practice.
In fact, Zhou Wudao and the others were not much better than Tsiogua. Once they used the Qi gathering path left on the stone wall, they felt their Qi and blood in their abdomens were in chaos and their internal organs were extremely uncomfortable, as if they were about to split open.
They even suspected that this was not a Qi-gathering skill at all, but an evil skill that could cause people to go mad.
One day, two days, Qin Hao seemed to have fallen into a state of madness. He completely entered a state of selflessness. Tens of thousands of holes were punched in the stone wall and the gravel under his feet was a foot deep. It was just like when he practiced the Golden Finger in his rebirth.
With him messing around like this, no one could calm down and practice. In the end, Zhou Wudao led Tan Geng and Bai Xiaotong to retreat ten miles away. Zheng Qingchi and the other six also moved away. Ye Yao and a group of girls were responsible for catching small animals.
Looking at the stone wall full of holes, Tsiogua was really anxious. He seriously suspected that this was not for normal people to practice, especially Qin Hao now. He had already gone mad.
"Big Brother, Big Brother, you'd better not practice it. The fist technique is a lie. If you practice it again, you will become a madman outside."
Tsiogua stopped him. He was very worried. If Qin Hao went mad, it would be very terrible. After all, a mad Qin Hao was comparable to an army.
More than a dozen people couldn't control him.
"No, the masters of the Divine Palace have no reason to lie. There must be a mystery." Qin Hao turned a blind eye to Tsiogua's dissuasion. He was like a strong bull that did not know fatigue, still punching.
"Alas!"
Tsiogua was so angry that he stomped his feet. He gritted his teeth and led Xiao Han over. If there was anyone who could stop Qin Hao, it would be Sister Xiao Han.
Xiao Han's eyes were dull and had not yet recovered. But when she saw Qin Hao punching like a madman and the cliff was about to be knocked down by the man, her face showed a trace of trembling, and her frowning eyebrows showed a distressed expression.
However, she did not stop him. It seemed that subconsciously, she acquiesced to Qin Hao's practice.
What was even more strange was that Xiao Han's eyes also fell on the mural.
"Sister Xiao Han, quickly pull my big brother away."
Tsiogua was really anxious now. He didn't wake Qin Hao up. Could it be that Sister Xiao Han had gone mad?
"One … Two …"
A clear female voice broke the atmosphere at this moment. When this voice rang out, it seemed to penetrate the whole world.
Qin Hao's fists suddenly stopped. His neck twisted, and his eyes widened in shock. He slowly looked at the woman beside him. The voice that was imprinted in the depths of his memory just now was clearly Han 'er's voice.
"One … Two …"
Without waiting for Qin Hao's confirmation, Xiao Han shouted two more times. Along with this, her finger slowly raised, moving along the first picture to the second picture, as if to convey that the two pictures were connected.
"Xiao Han, you …" Qin Hao's mind was blank. He forgot all about the fist technique. All that was left in his eyes was the person he loved.
Tsiogua covered his mouth with both hands. At this moment, he also forgot about the rock wall.
"One … Two … Together …" Xiao Han continued. Her finger moved from the second picture to the first picture. She turned her head and smiled sweetly at Qin Hao.
In an instant, Qin Hao's eyes were moist. He wanted to rush up and hug her tightly, but he restrained his impulse. His throat trembled, and he nodded to show that he understood. "Okay, I understand. The fist technique of the first picture needs the second picture's Qi Gathering Path to instill power. Are you going to tell me this?
Is that right? "
"Hehe …" Xiao Han tilted her head and laughed. "Yes."
"Sister Xiao Han has recovered, Sister Xiao Han has recovered …" Tsiogua shouted and ran out in tears.
(Education 123 Literature Network)