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According to the information in his head, the Ten Thousand Bone Night was very mysterious. It was able to develop many powerful battle techniques that were beyond common martial skills. Not only could it take the lives of enemies, it could also heal one's injuries.

If cultivated to the extreme, there would even be many strange changes.

In this world, only martial arts were revered. Everyone practiced martial arts.

From low to high, martial skills were divided into six ranks: Star, Mysterious, Spirit, Blood, and Saint. And each level was further divided into low, medium, and high levels.

Common grade was the most common. Ordinary people would be able to obtain it at a little price.

Star levels and above were very rare and precious, and not just anyone could see them.

Among them, there were a few star rankers, as well as some ordinary power academies. Although there weren't many of them, there were still a few. Only a few forces with extraordinary strength were able to obtain them.

As for the Spirit Level, it was even more precious. Ordinary, powerful families, even if they sold everything they had, wouldn't necessarily be able to obtain a Profound Level's martial skill.

Above the Spirit level was the treasure of the Blood Level.

Martial skills of that level were only grasped in the hands of a few extremely powerful families. They were also seen as treasures, and they had very tight defenses. The appearance of any Blood Level Martial Skill would cause all sorts of forces to fight for it, regardless of the cost.

As for the sacred level, it only existed in legends. As for whether or not it actually existed, no one could verify it.

Battle techniques, on the other hand, were something even more powerful.

Any battle technique could easily crush opponents of the same level, or even those of a higher realm. Only those with a great disparity in strength would be able to fight, and only those with a great disparity in combat techniques would have a chance of victory.

There were very few ways of fighting in the world, and it required a great deal of luck and luck to obtain one.

Rumor had it that strong experts did not necessarily possess battle techniques. But a person who had the power to fight must be a powerful warrior!

It could be said that as long as one obtained a set of techniques, it was enough to allow an ordinary practitioner to soar into the sky in one step and step into the ranks of the top experts. From then on, the sea and the sky, respected and respected by the people, have enough to be arrogant.

Even if it was an ordinary Ranker, if they had been lucky enough to learn a set of fighting techniques, their fighting strength would immediately soar, and wouldn't be the slightest bit inferior to Bloodline Warrior s of the same level, or even surpass them!

However, the probability of this happening is far too small, much less than that of the Bloodline Warrior awakening.

In Mo Beichen's memory fragment, the Blood Tiger's strongest martial skill was a low rank Spirit skill.

If he wanted to obtain it, not only would he need to be strong, but he would also need to contribute greatly to the blood tiger's life. Furthermore, he would have the loyalty to vow to live and die with the blood tiger.

"It looks like the organization my previous self was waiting for has some power, to actually have a Spirit Level Martial Skill. You must know that even if it is Cold Martial Sect, they only possess two sets of Spirit Level Martial Skill s and one of them is incomplete, so it would only scare outsiders away. "

Since Ten Thousand Bone Night Withered Art dared to call itself a fighting technique, it must have something special about it!

He could not help but let out a sigh. Mo Beichen's luck was shockingly good, if this news were to spread, it would cause countless people to go crazy with jealousy, causing a bloody storm.

Not to mention him, even if it were the entire Ancient Flame Country, it would instantly descend into chaos, and it was unknown just how much of a violent storm it would cause.

It was a pity that although their battle techniques were powerful, they all required a strong physique or a corresponding cultivation realm to support them.

"I wonder if with my current strength, I can practice this mysterious battle technique?"

Fortunately, this was only a mnemonic or Superclass technique. It was not a move that could directly kill the enemy. Furthermore, with Mo Beichen's far different body, although he was not in his best condition, he could still cultivate.

With his heart itching, Mo Beichen followed the route described in the chant and quietly operated the War Qi.

After a cycle, he didn't find any obvious changes, but he felt a slight difference.

After completing a small cycle, Mo Beichen finally had a feeling.

The internal injuries he had suffered in the past were slowly recovering, and his body seemed to have become a lot more relaxed. Noticing this happy change, Mo Beichen curled his lips slightly, there was no longer a reason to stop.

The grass beside him was withering rapidly, and some of the yellowing trees had completely dried up as well.

Even the soil beneath him had become even drier and harder. The white bones beside him that had existed for an unknown amount of time suddenly became dull. Some of them even turned into dust and floated away with the gentle breeze.

The area gradually expanded, and soon, it was within a thousand meters of them.

Immersed, Mo Beichen suddenly realized that the realm he had just broken through, had actually slightly loosened up. If nothing unexpected happened, he could recover to the eleventh stage in a few days, and he was one step closer to the War Soldier Stage.

Until there was no longer the feeling of life force flowing in, Mo Beichen reluctantly stopped and slowly opened his eyes. Looking at the change beside him, Mo Beichen's expression did not change much.

"It seems that this battle technique not only can plunder a living creature's life, but it also seems to be able to extract the essence from those dead creatures. It's kind of evil. But what does that have to do with me? As long as we do not do anything against the world, martial arts techniques will not differentiate between good from evil, good from bad! "

He was right, but could the people of the world really think the same?

In any case, as long as Mo Beichen had a clear conscience, he would not care about the opinions of others.

"No wonder people say that crisis and opportunity coexist. One moment, I was on the verge of a crisis, and the next, I managed to escape danger. I even obtained a treasure that ordinary people wouldn't even dare to think of obtaining. It seems like both strength and luck are indispensable. Only by possessing both can one be able to reap some benefits. "

At this time, he even had the urge to thank those few Blood-faced Skeleton killers. If not for them forcing him into the Crying Demon Abyss, how could he have obtained countless people's crazy fighting methods?

Although the trip was time-consuming and dilapidated, the harvest was equally good. Mo Beichen knew that it was time to head back.

Previously, he had intentionally gone deeper into the Crying Demon Abyss in hopes of finding a few strong Demonic Beast s to fight and sharpen himself.

His current recovery speed was even faster than he imagined. When he was about to leave the Crying Demon Abyss realm, he would at least be able to raise his strength to the twelfth level of the War Qi.

This was not even counting the time he had wasted on searching for his way back.

Don't forget that Mo Beichen doesn't know the exact direction of his departure, and there is no true path to the outside world even with the Crying Demon Abyss.

If he was unlucky, perhaps he would get further away from the edge and spend more time on it. In this way, when he truly walked out of the Crying Demon Abyss, he believed that he would be able to recover his cultivation level to the War Soldier Stage no matter what.

Mo Beichen was not afraid of anything else, he was just afraid of getting lost, the further he went, the longer it would take to return to Lihuo City.

So it would be perfect to start now.

"I've been gone for so long, I don't know how Qingyu and the others are doing. That old fool Han Beiwang, shouldn't have made things difficult for her, right? "

Looking up at the sky, Mo Beichen missed his friends and family dearly.

"That kid, Lei Ming, should have his strength increase by leaps and bounds by now, right?" Although Ruan Xiaoyu's bloodline is a little lacking, she can still shake off ordinary warriors by leaps and bounds. Who knows how much her strength has increased to. "

If Nine Stars Valley and Perishing Sun Palace came for Yan Xiaoqin and Li Feng, then what did Dragon Tiger Sect interfering in the process mean?

Forget about Nine Stars Valley, just from the large scale attacks, Cold Martial Sect was not necessarily able to hold them off.

No matter how one looked at it, when the three sects were gathered together, there was a strange smell to it.

"Could it be that Lei Ming and Ruan Xiaoyu's identities had been exposed? But no one even knows about this from the Cold Martial Sect, so it is even more impossible for outsiders to find out! "

Mo Beichen was still feeling uneasy in his heart. If something big really happened, he hoped that Lei Mingfeng and the rest of them would be smarter, with life as the prerequisite.

Don't foolishly abide by the vow you made previously. You'd rather die than 'betray' him.