I practice the Tao by blind practice

After worshiping under Chen Haimen, Ye Fangxian's cave was opened on the halfway up the Black Narcissus Mountain.

After entering the Blackwater Myriad Spirit Pool for several hours without any gains, he greeted Chen Hai, then left here dejectedly, and returned to his cave.

Ye Fangxian had to get out of this situation by himself, and outsiders couldn't help him if they wanted to.

Frowning, Chen Hai paced back and forth for a while in the inheritance hall.

"Fang Xian is the reincarnation of a congenital treasure. In terms of aptitude, he definitely has nothing to say."

"In the Blackwater Myriad Spirit Pool, he didn't get any inheritance, so it must have nothing to do with aptitude."

"Perhaps, the black water true method I created has flaws in some aspects, or it is because of Ye Fangxian's extraordinary background that it does not match the black water true method, and this result occurs."

……

After thinking about it for a long time, Chen Hai said to himself.

The inheritance of the true law is sometimes so weird.

Like my wife, Ye Qingqing, before she joined the Bloodthirsty Sect, she made many attempts and tried every means, but she was still unable to help her step into the threshold of cultivation.

But after joining the Bloodthirsty Sect, she seemed to be on the hook, her strength improved by leaps and bounds, and she even sat on the position of the Bloodthirsty Sect's suzerain.

The true method of black water was created by Chen Hai, and the person who knows this method best must be himself.

It's just that he created this method for the first time, and he didn't have any experience at all. In many places, he took it for granted and was blinded by his feelings.

At best, he can only guarantee that in the process of inheriting the true law, even if there is nothing to gain, he should be able to retreat without much danger.

To be honest, a person who has accepted the inheritance of his own true method, after practicing this method, will never be able to surpass himself in terms of strength and realm, and he himself is not very clear about what miraculous things will happen in other aspects.

In the inheritance hall, Chen Hai thought for a long time.

It is a long-term process to perfect the true black water method, deduce other inheritance methods, and infuse it into the billowing black water in the Wanling Pool, and it cannot be done in a short period of time.

Since Ye Fangxian couldn't get the inheritance and practiced the true method of Black Water, Chen Hai had nothing to do about it for the time being.

Thinking of his sect and having no other disciples, perfecting the matter of inheriting the true law, he thought about it, and decided to let it go first.

The existence of the Demon King Chili made Chen Hai feel like a thorn in his throat, and it was already imminent to improve his own strength as much as possible.

In the training hall, he watched his eyes, nose, nose and heart, and sat down cross-legged.

"By the way, how can you forget the necessary entertainment before practicing?"

Chen Hai, who was just about to start training, suddenly slapped his forehead.

He took out the storage bag, and took out the straw man, the animal skin, and the Hongming knife, which were used to perform the seven-day curse killing technique, one by one.

Cover the grass man with the animal skin with the characters Chili Demon King written on it.

He kept the appearance of the demon king Chili in his mind, let the skinned man stand in front of him, and he began to mutter words.

……

Within the Hundred Thousand Mountains, at the foot of the continuous mountains, in a certain underground cave. …

The Demon King Chili, who fled back to his territory in embarrassment from the Cangshan Mountains, has been shrinking here.

He didn't see any of the demon clans under his command.

The reason for this is very simple, because he can't trust these guys at all.

After all, the Yaozu is brutal and tyrannical, so there is not much friendship at all. Who knows, after those guys know that he is cursed, his strength has been greatly reduced, and there is no way to do anything, will they have any other thoughts?
With the temperament of those monster races, it is not certain that they swallowed the Chili demon king alive as the merits of their own cultivation and promotion.

It was precisely because of his sudden disappearance that the demon clan under him lost their backbone. They invaded the surrounding lands and suffered such a miserable defeat, and were driven back to the Hundred Thousand Mountains by the human race.

"Those human races in the Cangshan area are too despicable and shameless, they can't beat me head-on, and they even use this vicious curse to plot against me!"

"During the days when I was huddled in the underground cave, I don't know how many monster clan sons died at the hands of the human race."

"The blood debt still needs to be repaid with blood. In half a year at most, the curse on me should be completely resolved by me."

"At that time, I will make the Cangshan boundary blood flow into rivers, and I will slaughter all the people in the boundary."

"Only in this way can I wash away the endless shame they brought me..."

Like a withered statue, the Demon King Chili, who hadn't moved for several days, slowly opened his eyes.

Feeling the remaining power of the curse in his body, he breathed a sigh of relief and said to himself.

However, before he finished his words, he suddenly felt that the little curse power in his body seemed to have received some kind of blessing, and it had skyrocketed by tens or hundreds of times out of thin air.

"My uncle, it must be those insidious human races in Cangshan who are cursing me again."

"Is it over? If you want to keep cursing like this, even if you are as strong as me, you will only have a dead end."

"Damn it, what kind of curse did they use? Don't you worry that if you don't curse me to death, it will cause a fatal backlash to them?"

With only time to snort, the Demon King Chili felt his eyes go dark, his five senses had been deprived again, his whole body couldn't help himself, and he fell into silence again.

……

On the top of Black Narcissus Mountain, in the cultivation hall.

"Cultivating things like this also require a combination of work and rest in order to make the practice more effective."

"Before officially starting to practice, have a proper entertainment, and the whole person will feel refreshed and comfortable!"

Looking at the fur-skinned man lying in front of him, with seven orifices pierced, black blood soaked out from the seven holes from time to time, Chen Hai muttered a few words to himself.

If you are in a happy mood, your cultivation efficiency will increase accordingly. Except for the leather-covered straw man who is bleeding from the seven orifices, who still stays on the ground and ignores him, the other things used to perform the seven-day killing spell are put away one by one by him. .

After finishing all this, without any delay, he sat cross-legged on the ground, and quickly entered into samadhi.

In the past few days, his mind was always on the seven-day killing curse, and other things were temporarily ignored by him.

But now, as soon as he settled down, he found that something was wrong with his body.

Wisps and strands, it seemed that the pure power with the same root and origin as him, did not know where the source was, but it came across the endless void, inexplicably appeared in the sea of ​​Qi in his dantian, and then, bit by bit, melted into every part of his body .

The way of his practice is to cultivate himself first.

But in this weird situation, he doesn't have to do anything at all, and his strength realm seems to be able to grow naturally to a certain extent.

Of course, this growth rate is not fast.

Looking inside his whole body, Chen Hai observed carefully for a long time.

According to his estimation, the power that came from nowhere and integrated into his body was roughly equivalent to about one-fifth of the power he obtained from his own closed-door cultivation.

If this force can flow continuously into his body, then his five years of penance cultivation will be equivalent to his previous six years of cultivation.

"What the hell is going on here?" Although the power obtained without labor is very refreshing, but if you don't understand this matter, Chen Hai can't relax at all.