C334 Toad eating swan

"Heavenly Devil Battle Arts mainly cultivates the body. It cultivates the body to the limit, and uses the natural spirit energy of heaven and earth to transform into Profound Qi. It then uses all the Profound Qi to temper the body, bestowing the body with immense power, so it is extremely strong … A power that can destroy the heavens and the earth? "

In the small courtyard, Xiao Lang was lying on top of a stone chair, half-squinting his eyes as he thought about the Heavenly Devil Mental Cultivation Arts he had recently comprehended. He had already entered that bizarre Space of Void ten times over; although he still had three sentences he had yet to comprehend, Xiao Lang had a very deep understanding towards the Heavenly Devil Battle Arts.

This was an extremely strange cultivation technique. Even Xiao Lang felt that this battle skill was exaggerated, or maybe it was impossible to cultivate it to perfection. Because no matter how strong a person's body was, how could it be possible to flatten a mountain with just his physical body? Make the river flow in reverse? If he truly had such a strong body, then was Warrior still human?

The principles behind the Heavenly Devil Battle Arts were not complicated. Ordinary Warrior all cultivate Profound Qi s, and would accumulate Profound Qi s in their dantian. When enough Profound Qi s were accumulated and strong enough, they would use the Profound Qi to create a powerful ability that would unleash an attack that would destroy the heavens and the earth. The Heavenly Devil Battle Arts, on the other hand, did not accumulate the Profound Qi at all, nor did it need his dantian. This was because every minute that his body absorbed the Profound Qi, would immediately disperse into a part of his muscles and cells. After the Profound Qi had been scattered, it did not store it. Instead, it immediately strengthened every cell in the body, allowing the body to continuously become incomparably strong.

In other words, the cultivation of an ordinary Warrior was a process of accumulation of Profound Qi, a process of quantitative change to qualitative change. The Heavenly Devil Battle Arts, on the other hand, did not attach any importance to the Profound Qi, and absorbed every minute and every minute, so not a single bit of the Profound Qi would remain in his body, all for the sake of his body becoming stronger.

Originally, this Heavenly Devil Battle Arts was the most suitable technique for Xiao Lang to cultivate in, because his dantian had become a funnel, and he could not accumulate the Profound Qi. The problem was that Xiao Lang did not want to cultivate at all.

This was because the Heavenly Devil Mental Cultivation Arts clearly conveyed a message. The Heavenly Devil Battle Arts was divided into nine stages, and every time one cultivated stage, the body would become several times stronger. The further one cultivated, the stronger they would become. Every few years, Demonheart would attack him. The more he trained, the stronger the demonheart would become.

Qingming had once said that there were quite a few people who practiced Heavenly Devil Body Refinement with Divine Soul Continent, but no one had ever lived to see inner demons twice. Although he had obtained the Heavenly Devil Mental Cultivation Arts, the inner demon still existed, and the outcome was still death.

Although Xiao Lang thought that his talent was not bad and his intelligence was considered strong, he did not think that he could continue to live with his inner demons. Adding Dongfang Hongdou's death, it made him feel like he had nothing left to live for. Even if he became extremely powerful, wouldn't he still die in the end? So what if it could shake the world? Since she was no longer here, what was the point in fighting?

As for Xiao Qingyi's antidote, Xiao Lang's hatred for him, Xiao Lang did not want to care about it anymore. In a few years, even if he were to continuously work hard in his cultivation, how strong could he become? If Xiao Futu and Lv Ming could not get the antidote, and could not get their revenge, what was the use of him struggling?

After the disappearance of Dongfang Hongdou, Xiao Lang had completely forgotten about his lofty ambitions and his former grudges. He had completely lost interest in everything.

The sunset glow shrouded the sky in the west, and the blazing clouds formed into various beautiful images. The beautiful zither music from the yard next to his room punctually rang, and Xiao Lang's thoughts followed the beautiful zither music, and entered the Space of Void for the last time.

With great difficulty, he tried to pull himself together and force himself to comprehend the last three sentences of the Heavenly Devil Mental Cultivation Arts, in order to give that yellow clothed young girl, Mu Xiaoyao, an explanation.

In fact, it was in his state of helplessness that he could comprehend things very quickly.

If he wanted to be fast, he would have no desire. However, if his mind was empty, then his soul would turn into a piece of white paper. It would be the easiest to absorb everything and the fastest to comprehend anything.

In just a few blinks of the eye, Xiao Lang actually came out of seclusion immediately, and completely grasped the Heavenly Devil Mental Cultivation Arts.

The sound of the zither had just stopped, and the melodious and melodious sound of the zither was still reverberating beside Xiao Lang and Qian Xun's ears. Mu Xiaoyao's moon-white colored Fantasy spirit zither had yet to return into the Sumeru Ring but Xiao Lang had already opened his eyes.

"Ugh!"

Mu Xiaoyao's small mouth slightly opened, while You Quan's eyes were filled with astonishment. She rarely revealed such an expression, and was truly shocked by Xiao Lang this time.

So when the Aunt Fei saw this, she giggled, then turned her beautiful eyes and shot straight up to the wall between the two courtyards. She looked at Xiao Lang with a sweet smile, covered her mouth and laughed: "Young man, you're so powerful, did you really comprehend all of the Heavenly Devil Battle Arts?"

Qian Xun looked around in shock, and his eyes suddenly lit up, but after being looked at by the Aunt Fei, he felt that his whole body was extremely hot. He immediately did not dare look anymore, and carried the Illusory Magical Beast into the hut, leaving Xiao Lang alone with the beautiful young lady.

"It really is those two!"

The doubt in Xiao Lang's heart faded, he did not stand up even with half closed eyes, and continued to recline on the stone bench, and indifferently replied: "So what if I have comprehended? This Heavenly Devil Battle Arts cannot be refined, so what's the use of learning it? "

Aunt Fei was a little unhappy to hear this, and said: "What's the use of learning? You have such big words, do you know how many people in the Heavenly Devil Battle Arts want to learn it? How many people are unable to learn it in their lifetime? My family's young mistress has given you such a great opportunity, but you actually don't know how to be grateful? You're still spouting nonsense? "

"Ha ha!"

Xiao Lang laughed, staring straight at the Aunt Fei's beautiful eyes: "This world doesn't have love for no reason and for no reason at all. Since you want to bestow me with such a great opportunity, then there must be a reason for it, so whether I am grateful or not isn't important. If you didn't have a reason, even if I kneeled down in front of you, you wouldn't care about me, right? Moreover, there is nothing to learn about a battle skill that has trained to the point of certain death. "

"You …"

Initially, Aunt Fei only came over to tease Xiao Lang because she was shocked at his talent. She did not expect Xiao Lang's words to be so sharp, to the point that she was rendered speechless.

What kind of status did she have? He could not help but snort and mock, "You know your own limits and you know that you're a toad!"

Xiao Lang did not like hearing these words. Although he was grateful to the two of them in his heart, it was just that he had this kind of temper. Come up here and slap his mouth when you have nothing to do, he doesn't care if you are the god or his father.

Immediately, the corner of Xiao Lang's mouth curved into a smile that he had not seen for a long time, he smiled at Aunt Fei and said: That's right, I am just a toad, but even if I wanted to eat a swan, I would not eat your old swan. At most, I will eat your little swan …

These words were obviously even more hurtful to others. It could be seen from the terrifying aura that was shooting out suddenly from the Aunt Fei. At this moment, Xiao Lang felt as if the sky had collapsed, and that kind of apocalyptic aura was definitely several times stronger than Emperor Yin's. He was extremely shocked in his heart, just what level of strength had this beautiful young woman reached?

Even though all the bones in his body were cracking under the pressure, even though his chest was already beginning to suffocate, even though all the blood vessels in his body seemed like they would burst in the next second. But Xiao Lang's face did not reveal any expression of pain, he continued to smile at Aunt Fei, his eyes full of ridicule.

"Aunt Fei!"

A clear voice sounded and that terrifying pressure immediately faded like floodwaters. Xiao Lang's field of vision was filled with a beautiful yellow figure. Although the face of the yellow clothed girl was normal, at this moment, when Xiao Lang saw this beautiful figure, he felt a kind of alluring feeling.

It was just that in the next moment, Xiao Lang no longer had time to think about all these, and the anger on Aunt Fei's face instantly became shock.

Because, Mu Xiaoyao flew up onto the wall of the courtyard, looked at Xiao Lang with a pair of eyes as clear as water, and said with incomparable seriousness: "Xiao Lang, as long as you can cultivate Heavenly Devil Battle Arts to the seventh stage in three years, I, Mu Xiaoyao, will give you a chance to pursue me."