As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills

  Chapter 167 Correct Usage of Black Slate

   The gray-white mist floated up and down, and he could only see a distance of more than ten meters in front of him. Just before the terrifying aura behind him erupted, Jiang Ming plunged into the mist channel and moved forward at a fast speed.

   "The cultivation of the foundation-establishment cultivator who came suddenly is probably not just in the early stage of foundation-establishment!"

  Jiang Ming sensed the sudden burst of majestic aura in the cave behind him, and his heart shuddered.

  His current strength is similar to that in the early foundation establishment period, and the gap between each small realm in the foundation establishment period is larger than the gap between the Qi training period and the foundation establishment period.

And this is not some casual cultivator of Xiaoqianshan, but a master foundation builder from Cangming Cave. It is probably not a problem to fight against three at the same level. With Jiang Ming's current strength, facing such a person head-on, one by one It is estimated that it will be hanged...

  With this in mind, Jiang Ming's speed increased a bit, but the cave was winding and winding, and these weird fogs would obscure his perception, preventing him from bursting out at full speed.

"Ok?"

  Suddenly, Jiang Ming turned his head and looked back, only to see a tiny stream of light flying towards him, which seemed to be obviously coming towards him.

   But it seems that there is no danger. In the streamer, it looks like a jade slip... Jiang Ming's heart moved slightly, and he stretched out his hand to catch the streamer in the palm of his hand.

   "This is... the jade slip from Chasing Moon Lake?"

  Looking at the uniquely shaped waning moon on the jade slip, Jiang Ming also raised his eyebrows, thinking of the woman named Qiyue.

  Before leaving, everyone else fell into the suppression of the martial arts conception. It seemed that only this woman showed faint signs of soberness...

"Although this Chasing Moon Lake is only a blessed place, with only a few people in the door...but its true background may not be worse than the three great caves. Maybe it is the most hidden big boss power in Yuguo's Immortal Cultivation Realm .”

  Reminiscent of the various legends of Chasing Moon Lake, Jiang Ming also raised the ranking of this faction in his heart a lot, and listed it in the list that cannot be provoked at will.

   "But this disciple of Chasing Moon Lake, what does it mean to send me a message..."

Jiang Ming's eyes were puzzled, but at this time he was in a mysterious and strange fog channel, and there was a strong foundation builder coming behind him, maybe he would catch up with him in a jerk, and Jiang Ming didn't have time to browse the jade slips, so he flipped his wrist It was put into the storage ring and left for viewing at a later time when it was safe.

   "This mist... seems a bit strange!"

As he kept flying forward, the fog in the passage became thicker and thicker. Jiang Ming was also a little surprised. This strange gray fog seemed to have a great pressure, which suppressed his cultivation very badly, and once he used his spiritual power Resisting, his spiritual power is also rapidly depleting.

   "No wonder before, after Li Qianya and the others walked out of this fog passage, their cultivation bases looked too exhausted. I thought it was caused by fighting, but now it seems that it is caused by this fog..."

  Jiang Ming had a thought, and immediately withdrew all his spiritual power, and suddenly felt the fog descending on him, as if he was walking in a swamp.

And the further he walked, the mist, like the morning mist, turned into strands of fine gray water vapor, which wet his clothes and stuck to his hair and skin, and the resistance it brought became heavier. .

  Jiang Ming raised his eyebrows, and suddenly thought of the black sword that could shoot blood, which used to come and go freely in this passage...

   "Could this be a way to stop cultivators?" Jiang Ming thought of this, and the blood in his body immediately circulated, and exploded with a bang.

  嗡~

  The crimson blood energy covered the body surface like a layer of fluorescent light!

  Boom...

  On Jiang Ming's body, the mist that was contaminated immediately disintegrated completely, just like ice and snow meeting flames and being directly evaporated.

  Jiang Ming also felt a lightness all over his body, his blood permeated beyond his body surface, and the mist in front of him seemed to have dissipated a little.

   "Huh? Interesting..."

  Jiang Ming flicked his fingers, and a stream of blood gas came out of his body and shot into the passage ahead, immediately illuminating the road ahead like sparks suddenly shining in the dark night.

   "Is this the road specially prepared for warriors?" Jiang Ming had such a thought in his heart, and when he could see the road ahead, his speed increased sharply and he rushed forward.

  After that, Jiang Ming kept arousing his blood energy, and the fog in front of him continued to disperse, which increased his speed in this passage several times.

  However, Jiang Ming felt that he had already traveled more than ten miles in the fog passage, but he hadn't seen the end yet.

   "And this passage seems to be sinking all the way. At this time, I don't know how deep it goes into the ground..."

  Jiang Ming couldn't help wondering, where does this passage lead to?

   But now, there is obviously no way to turn back, so I can only bite the bullet and rush forward.

   "As long as there is no danger that can trap me, there will always be a day when I can get out..."

Gradually, the mist around Jiang Ming's body became thicker and thicker, and the color became deeper and deeper. In the gray mist, even strands of black air began to circulate, which made people feel more and more palpitating. Even if Jiang Ming's blood energy could dispel the mist, but Also felt some pressure.

   "Under the master of martial arts, I'm afraid I can't get here at all..."

  Jiang Ming looked at the gray mist that was about to condense into substance around him, and tried to reach out for spiritual contact.

  Wow~

His spiritual power was like a mud cow falling into the sea, and disappeared without a trace in an instant, as if it had been swallowed up completely... And after the mist touched the spiritual power, it turned out to be like a gangrene, following the spiritual power. Jiang Ming drilled into his body.

   "What a scary thing!"

  Jiang Ming was taken aback, and quickly concentrated all his spiritual power into his dantian, and put on several layers of forbidden spirit seals to cut off contact with the outside world.

   "This mist is simply the ultimate nemesis for cultivators... Even a foundation-builder cultivator will probably be sucked in here. If this mist penetrates into the dantian, there may be some consequences."

  Jiang Ming muttered, but then he was startled suddenly.

   "If you can take it away and release it when facing the enemy... it is also a super killer move. At least under the foundation, no one can stop it!"

  Jiang Ming did what he said, directly took out an empty wine gourd, flashed the magic weapon, and pointed it at the gray mist to activate it.

  Hoo~

  Grey mist surged and poured into the wine gourd. However, the next moment, the wine gourd, which is a primary magic weapon, suddenly lost its luster, and then a gap cracked with a "click", and the mist escaped.

  At this time, the wine gourd has become dusty and has become a mortal thing.

   "This mist... can even destroy magical artifacts?"

  Jiang Ming was extremely frightened. Although he was more and more satisfied with the effect, he still had some headaches. How could he collect the mist without magic tools.

  Jiang Ming was just using the gray fog to test whether it was feasible, but his real goal was the more frightening black air. Unexpectedly, this plan was aborted before he could actually take action.

   "Apart from the magic weapon...is there anything else on my body that can hold the mist?"

  Jiang Ming frowned in thought, suddenly froze, and quickly took out something from the storage ring.

  A black lacquered stone slab is engraved with scriptures of Xiaoleiyinjue. Although this thing looks ordinary, it has the same origin as the mysterious black sword here.

   "A dead horse is a living horse doctor. If this is not enough, then I can't do anything..."

  Jiang Ming didn't report any hope. He didn't want to stay here for too long. Finding a way out as soon as possible is the most important thing.

  Jiang Ming flew forward while shaking the black slate from side to side, but the slate was still lifeless with no movement at all.

   "Sure enough, it's useless!"

   Just as Jiang Ming shook his head in disappointment and was about to take back the slate, he suddenly had a thought, and injected a ray of blood into the black slate by some strange coincidence.

   um...

  The black stone slab, which had been silent for a long time, finally trembled violently at this moment, as if awakened by Jiang Ming's blood energy, **** lines flowed in each of the simple and simple characters, mysterious and strange, exuding an ancient and boundless atmosphere.

   "Fuck...so that's how it's used!"

  Jiang Ming couldn't help but swear, if he didn't see that the black sword could release blood energy, Jiang Ming would never have thought of driving the black stone board like this.

  Who would have thought that not only spiritual power can activate magic tools, but blood energy can also activate treasures... It can only be said that he is a hard-working casual cultivator who has lived for a long time but has little experience.

  Jiang Ming felt a little bitter when he thought that the black stone slab had been in his hands for a full one or two hundred years, and he hadn't found that it could be moved like this.

   "Lack of knowledge kills people..." Jiang Ming shook his head.

  A moment later, with blood energy pouring into the black stone slab, Jiang Ming's consciousness could slowly penetrate into the black slate slab, and he had a preliminary understanding of it.

   "This thing... seems to be an attacking treasure too!"

  Jiang Ming looked at the many small characters on the surface of the stone slab, with blood-colored light flashing, and felt that he could urge them to be sacrificed at any time.

   "Which guy is lucky, use it to try!"

   Inside the black stone slab, Jiang Ming also sensed the intricate cracks, which seemed to be countless times smaller than a hair, but felt as if they were infinitely wide.

   "How does it feel... the same as the blood vessels and meridians of the human body!" The more carefully he sensed, the more Jiang Ming felt the mystery of the black stone slab.

   "It seems that this kind of black stone has a lot of secrets..."

  Whether it is the black stone slab that records the Xiaoleiyin Jue, or the pitch-black stone sword in the cave that was placed in front of the dead martial arts master for tens of thousands of years, it seems that there are great secrets hidden.

   "Let's explore slowly in the future!"

   Now the research is useless, Jiang Ming no longer thinks about it, but pours more blood into it, trying to push the black stone slab to absorb the surrounding mist.

   um...

  The black stone slab trembled, and the blood-colored gleam flickered on it, and the mist in the surrounding void actually poured into it.

   "Eh? Are you picky eaters?"

Jiang Ming was a little speechless. The black slate actually only absorbed the black air and contained it in the cracks inside the stone slab. However, it bounced off the gray mist that rushed over, not allowing any of it to enter the inside of the slate. Look down on the same.

   "Forget it, it's better than nothing, and although the quantity is small, the quality is higher..."

  Jiang Ming said in his heart, pushing the black stone slab, and continued to fly forward...

   After an unknown period of time, Jiang Ming suddenly felt that the fog ahead seemed to be thinning.

  Wow~

  Jiang Ming rushed out of the mist passage suddenly, the pressure on his body decreased, and there was nothing in front of him. It was actually a huge underground space, thousands of feet high, with craggy rocks, pitch black and quiet, without a single sound.

  In the dim light, a piece of palace ruins lay quietly in front of him, and he didn't know how long he had been sleeping here.

   At the end of the ruins, there seems to be a gleam of light, standing from the sky to the ground, and the mottled light fragments are constantly overflowing around, like a passage leading to the sky, and like a door opening a crack at the end of the darkness...

   And that dim light is the only light in this space, allowing Jiang Ming to barely see the scene ahead...

"What is this place?"

  Jiang Ming stood here, as if he had the illusion of flying in the sky and earth, leaving the world and becoming a feather. The whole person was floating, and his spiritual consciousness seemed to be detached from his body.

  He realized that he might have come to an astonishing secret place...

  Jiang Ming looked at the passageway with surging mist behind him, took a deep breath, turned his head and walked forward, since he had already come here, he had no choice but to explore forward.

  Jiang Ming, who was heading towards the ruins, didn't know that at the moment his blood energy poured into the black stone slab, a shocking change happened in the cave behind him.

  …

  In the cave, a burly young man stood beside the stone pool with his hands behind his back, staring at the body of the black-haired man who fell into the stone pool and the little purple crystal powder remaining at the bottom of the stone pool, his brows were furrowed.

   "Who did this?" The burly young man gritted his teeth, with a cold light in his eyes. Although he looked young, his eyes were vicissitudes and his breath was terrifying, all of which showed his extraordinary identity.

   And in his hand, the black sword trembled, as if he wanted to escape, but it was held tightly, unable to break free.

  Li Qianya, Qiyue and the others all stood aside cautiously, with shock in their eyes.

   "Why did he come here..." Li Qianya was shocked in his heart: "Lu Qianshang, the top genius who suddenly emerged in the previous generation of Cangming Dongtian, a master of foundation building, ranked in the top ten geniuses of Yu Kingdom of the same generation..."

  Li Qianya's eyes changed, and he realized that this secret place seemed to be far beyond his expectations, otherwise Cangming Dongtian would never have sent such an important person.

   "Damn it, it's too late to call someone now..." Li Qianya cursed inwardly, this time Cangming Dongtian will take advantage again.

  Fei Ming was covered in blood, and hurried forward and said, "Master Lu, it's a casual cultivator named Yan Chixia who stole all the blood of the Ten Thousand Years Stone, and has now fled into that mist tunnel."

"Idiot!" Lu Qianshang's eyes were gloomy like water: "Open your dog eyes wide and look, it's not just the blood of the ten thousand-year stone spirit, it's the blood crystal of the stone spirit, a spiritual thing that is hard to find in the world, it can completely change the aptitude of a cultivator's bones A rare treasure!"

  Fei Ming's expression changed drastically when he heard the words, and he rushed to the side of the stone pool, and when he saw the remaining crystal powder, his face immediately turned pale, revealing a look of incomparable remorse.

"This..." He clenched his fists tightly. He knew this beforehand, and he still grabbed the black sword. Even if the door bestows a treasure, it doesn't matter. For a monk who has not yet established a foundation, this stone spirit blood crystal is related to the future The great avenue potential... What could be more precious than this stone spirit blood crystal?

Lu Qianshang was furious, and shouted: "Take care of everything here, I'm going to chase that bastard, who dares to kill my man and steal my things, I'm really impatient! "

   His eyes were cold, and he rushed towards the fog passage.

  Fei Ming hurriedly said: "Uncle Lu, be careful, this passage is very strange, it will suppress the cultivation of immortals, and the deeper you go, the more spiritual power will be consumed, it is extremely dangerous..."

   "I don't need your reminder, I know what it is!"

   Lu Qianshang said calmly, as if he was no stranger to the gray fog, and walked into the passage calmly.

  On his body surface, a layer of faint blood-colored mist steamed up...it was the power of blood force.

  Fei Ming's face was stunned, and then he decided in his heart: "It turns out that only warriors can enter this passage... Uncle Lu's dual cultivation of celestial and martial arts, then Yan Chixia is doomed!"

  Lu Qianshang also had calm eyes. He was just a kid in the Qi training period. He probably wouldn't be able to run very far in this kind of place before his spiritual power would be exhausted, so he would kill him casually.

  However, at this moment, a change that no one expected happened suddenly.

  buzz~

  The black stone sword in Lu Qianshang's hand suddenly trembled crazily, and blood-colored ripples emanated from the sword.

  And the tip of the black sword pointed into the mist channel, as if it had sensed something, trying to break free from Lu Qianshang's control...

   "Not good!" Lu Qianshang's complexion changed slightly. The black sword seemed to be running away at this time, and the burst of power caught him by surprise.

  Boom...

  The blood-colored ripples on the black sword erupted wildly, shaking the whole cave, and the terrifying artistic conception of martial arts swept out from the black sword at this moment.

Even Lu Qianshang fell into a trance for a moment at this moment, as if seeing a peerless fierce sword, which has traversed the world for thousands of years, beheaded countless opponents, and slashed all the way from the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, condensing endless blood. gas…

   Phew!

  The black stone sword came out of his hand, plunged into the mist passage, and disappeared into the mist without looking back.

  Everyone in the cave finally regained their senses. Fei Ming was the first to be dumbfounded. After spending such a lot of effort, if he lost the black sword, wouldn't he have gotten nothing?

  Li Qianya kept his eyes on his nose, his nose and his heart, standing still, but his heart was already falling into wild laughter... Wonderful, he is so wonderful.

   Let you break the rules, this is his retribution...

   "Tsk tsk, I haven't had time to leave that fellow Taoist Yan's message talisman yet!" Li Qianya shook his head slightly, praying in his heart that fellow Taoist Yan would escape from this place quickly.

   "Damn it!"

  Lu Qianshang's face changed drastically, and before he could issue any orders, he kicked his feet suddenly, and chased after the black stone sword, rushed into the fog channel, and disappeared from everyone's sight...

  (end of this chapter)