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(For ease of reading, the measurement units in this book are: One meter = one meter, one meter = three feet)

After the old man left, Charcoal plunged into the study room, feeling that some books and items were calling to his soul. Charcoal ran through the books on the shelves, using his soul to feel each one.

Although the so-called cultivation techniques that the old man had collected were all for the cultivation of mortal martial artists, they were all first-rate items in the mortal world.

This is just the description in the book. However, the effects of the change in the text itself could be described as terrifying. It could even stay in the air for a few breaths of time. If it wasn't for the fact that there weren't many mortals capable of doing this, they would have thought that it was some sort of celestial spell.

As the name implied, "Mountain Splitting Palm" was a simple palm technique that could achieve great things. It was a shallow cultivation technique practiced by some guards of the Martial family. It only required a few moves. As long as one's strength was strong enough to hit it, then they would die miserably.

However, the problem was that it was not easy for ordinary people to hit their target. Furthermore, the cultivation method was too simple, so it was not taken seriously. However, in the eyes of Charcoal's soul, this kind of direct palm technique was extremely practical. Moreover, the potential for improvement was limitless. As long as the speed was fast and the strength was great, it would be more useful than any fancy moves.

The "Lunar Exploring Hand" was a unique skill of the famous robber "One Flower" in the martial arts world. It was very adept at stealing and capturing, especially at the last move, "Flying Dragon Exploring the Moon". From Charcoal's point of view, it was extremely fun.

It was unknown who had written . It looked like a hodgepodge, with many simple and brilliant sword techniques recorded within. It seemed messy but was actually deep and unfathomable as it taught people how to use their swords to break through various weapons.

Therefore, the day of cultivation had begun. To Charcoal, who possessed a five-colored soul, his perception was terrifyingly high. Any mnemonic chant felt as easy to understand as drinking water. No wonder there was a saying, "One must use the soul to sense." Ordinary people would take it as a rhetorical trick, but who would actually use their soul to feel it?

As Charcoal was eating spirit fruits every day, although he did not absorb spirit energy, he ate a lot of poisonous grass. These were all things to feed the poisonous insects, and for him, these were all appetizing things, but these were the poison that required the life of an ordinary person. After stimulating his heart with them over and over again, Charcoal's meridians became very tough, and it was even three times stronger than normal people.

However, because of the fierce nature of the poison, Charcoal's internal energy soared at an astonishing speed. The internal energy of the《 Mountain Splitting Palm》 was very simple and practical, and the《 Golden Swallow Art》 could also be activated.

Charcoal's body flipped over and landed on the roof of the stone chamber with a flip of his left hand. Both of his hands made a rapid smack in the air, causing his body to move two Zhang horizontally as if he was floating in the air. However, he only lasted for two breaths before his body fell back down. Charcoal was delighted. He felt as light as a swallow. Due to the limited space available, he was unable to perform his gliding techniques. However, he had a good memory of his mental cultivation method.

"Mountain Splitting Palm!" With a bang, a shallow handprint was left on the stone wall. Due to the iron hide cultivation technique's foundation, Charcoal didn't feel any pain. He only felt that he didn't have enough strength, and didn't even feel the slightest bit of pain.

He did not know that these stone rooms had been strengthened with magic techniques. Ordinary martial arts experts could not destroy them at all, and only magic tools could destroy them. It was already not bad to leave behind a palm print.

"Lunar Explosion!" A rock about ten feet away disappeared into thin air and appeared in Charcoal's hand.

"Haha, this is too much fun. Come again, heh." A dagger disappeared into thin air and appeared in his hand. This sort of clever stealing technique had actually evolved from gambling. That flower was actually an old fool. It was extremely good at swapping cards in front of others. He didn't know why he became a thief later on, but he probably wanted to find a more stable business.

As there was no training partner and no actual combat experience, Charcoal could only practice while facing the air. In the end, he simply drew a lot of small starting points on the wall, like a fingernail, to let himself practice to the point where he would be able to pierce through it with lightning speed, and his eyesight would also rapidly increase. In the book, although there were many sword moves, as long as one was fast enough, he could attract and defeat enemies.

Since he had nothing better to do, Charcoal had also browsed through a lot of random books and learned a lot of things about the martial arts world. He had also learned to make a hidden weapon, the sword in his mouth, an extremely tiny sword hidden in the insides of his teeth. In this period of time, he had also learned some common herbs and poisons, but they were all different from those found in the medicinal field.

Days passed, and Charcoal repeated the same routine every day: feeding the spirit insects, fertilization, cultivation, and reading. Several years passed in the blink of an eye when the old man returned.

He was thirteen years old, Charcoal. He was taller, paler, and his eyes were still young and tender. After all, he had no way of interacting with the people of the outside world. He only felt that it was very boring. If not for the fact that he knew that he wouldn't have the time to fly down the cliff safely, he would have slipped away long ago.

One day, Charcoal was lying in the sun at the entrance of the cave. He was beating his legs and moaning when a small bird flew up to a tree branch above the cave entrance and started to tidy up its feathers.

When Charcoal saw it, he gently turned his head and opened his mouth. A white light flew out and cut off the branch. The frightened little bird immediately flew away. Green Snake flicked his tongue and crawled away.

"Sigh, there are only these birds. Snakes, you can accompany me now. There is an eagle that flies over here often, but if he sees me, he'll just run away. What's there to be afraid of? I won't eat you." At this moment, a black cloud flew over. The old man carried a large man in one hand as he flew over.

"Haha, I've finally returned. This time, my harvest was not small. Not only did my cultivation level increase, I also obtained some pills to increase my Fa Li. Hehe." "Oh, Charcoal, you've grown taller and have even cultivated inner force. Interesting, I knew you wouldn't be idle. Looking at your third-rate inner force, I don't think you'll be able to learn anything profound." The old man said from afar.

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