My Years in the Folklore World

Chapter 281: The Poison of the Law
Looking at the two things taken out from the Martial Lord, Jiang Xinghuo was not in a hurry to check the relevant descriptions.

Instead, he used local materials to build a coffin, placed the martial master's remains in the coffin, and buried it back underground.

As the saying goes, the more courtesy, the less blame.

Regardless of what the other party would think of how I treated the martial master's remains, at least he would definitely not be angry.

After doing all this, Jiang Xinghuo clicked on the screen of his mobile phone and checked the two things on the martial master.

"Golden Bell Cover (rare technique), a unique horizontal training skill of the traditional Chinese martial arts, and also an advanced martial art of Iron Shirt. It trains a breath of Heavenly Qi inside, which can form a protective Qi outside the body, which is difficult to break with ordinary external forces."

"When you have cultivated the Golden Bell Cover to perfection, you can go to the Renmi Temple to find the method to condense the golden body."

"The Martial Lord's golden body is a magical power condensed from the Golden Bell Cover."

Jiang Xinghuo was overjoyed. After so much effort, he finally found an advanced horizontal martial art.

It also opens up the subsequent path of cultivation. As long as one follows the rules, it will not take too long before one can obtain the method of condensing the golden body.

I don’t know what level my strength is among all the players now. Am I among the top players or in the middle?

Jiang Xinghuo thought about it carefully. In the battle at Qingxiu Mountain, he saw many experts from the Public Opinion Survey Bureau.

They entered the game earlier than himself, and have the support of state agencies behind them. Whether in terms of strength or game exploration, they are probably much stronger than ordinary players.

After thinking about it for a while, Jiang Xinghuo put aside those distracting thoughts and looked at the fragment that profaned the Dharma lineage.

"The fragment of the blasphemous vein (law) contains a trace of the flesh and blood fragment that blasphemes the law. It is the power that the Martial Lord has taken from his own body."

"Do you want to integrate this fragment of blasphemous law?"

"The blasphemy of the law, the remnant of the law passed down from the last secular era, was found by the Martial Lord in this ancient ruins."

"As the ancients said, knights violate the law with force, and scholars disrupt the law with Confucianism. When you integrate the power of blasphemy into your blood, the etiquette and morality of the secular world will no longer constrain you."

"However, blasphemy against the law only favors the strong. The more unorthodox things you do, the greater the power you will gain from the law."

"At the same time, this is also a kind of law power that can multiply infinitely. Even if there is only a tiny fragment of the law, it can be reunited and complete through various deviant behaviors."

"Please note that anything that goes against normal ideas can be considered heresy."

Seeing this text description, Jiang Xinghuo thought it was interesting. This blasphemy law was completely different from the law he knew.

First of all, it can reproduce continuously. Even if it is just a fragment of the law, there is a chance to condense a complete law. More importantly, there is no need to rely on plundering the fragments of the law in the hands of others.

But the problem is, if you want to condense a complete law of blasphemy, you have to do more things that violate etiquette, law and morality.

However, there seems to be a huge gap between the etiquette and morality in the secular world and the etiquette and morality in his cognition.

Jiang Xinghuo also particularly noticed that the game text said in the description that blasphemy laws were the remnants of the laws of the previous era.

Judging from the information currently known, there is nothing wrong with this statement. It is a typical unconventional approach.

Jiang Xinghuo pondered for a while and found the option of the Golden Chamber Collection of Books.

"You have opened the storyteller's golden box of books."

"You want a clue about the law of blasphemy."

"Keyword automatic identification..."

"Please wait……"

"Keywords found." "Reading content..."

"Read failed."

"Your current access permissions are not sufficient to access the literature on blasphemy laws. Please increase your permission level."

Looking at the prompts given in the game text, Jiang Xinghuo pursed his lips and exited the Golden Chamber Book Collection interface.

"Do you want to fuse the fragments of the law?"

Jiang Xinghuo thought for a moment, and after weighing the pros and cons, he decided to merge. After all, the initiative was in his hands.

Although the blasphemy law was integrated, he still had control over what to do and how to do it.

Moreover, in the folk world, players are originally heretics and exiles carrying the curse of blasphemy.

In this way, Jiang Xinghuo suddenly felt that the law of blasphemy seemed to be designed specifically for the exile race.

Anyway, most of the monsters in the secular world are enemies of the exiled human race.

"You have integrated the fragments of the blasphemous law. The blasphemous power has dissolved into your blood and ignited the blasphemous fire in your body."

"What you have to do from now on is to keep this flame alive and spread it across the entire earth."

In reality, Jiang Xinghuo only felt a chill in his body, but it quickly disappeared without a trace, and there was no obvious change.

"You have mastered the law of blasphemy (0.000001%)."

Jiang Xinghuo checked and found that perhaps it was because this fragment of the law was taken away from Wu's body, and most of it was on the other side.

Afterwards, Jiang Xinghuo opened the magic bag again, found the Golden Bell Cover secret book, slapped it on his body, and chose to practice.

Rays of golden light flowed through his muscles, tendons and veins, slowly improving his physical fitness.

Jiang Xinghuo took a deep breath and continued exploring. There were still five days left before the Yellow River Festival.

I don’t know what kind of situation I will encounter, but I will just try to improve my strength as much as possible before that.

"You continue to explore the dojo."

"You came to the alchemy room where the martial master made medicine. After some exploration, you found a prescription."

"You have obtained the Great White Tiger Pill (prescription)."

"The Great White Tiger Pill is a pill recorded in the 'Miaoying Qianjin Dragon King Post'. The White Tiger is extremely fierce, and its evil spirit can temper the body. If you put it into boiling water, it can temper the tendons, bones, qi and blood, and sharpen the body."

"This is one of the thirteen prescriptions collected by the Medicine King. It contains incredible power of ghosts and gods. The Martial Lord pestered the other party for several months before he got this prescription."

"It can quickly improve your physical strength and the progress of your horizontal training Qigong."

Jiang Xinghuo took out the prescription and took a look at it. Most of the medicinal materials could be gathered in reality, and only a few of the raw materials could only be found in the secular world.

The subsequent things were much simpler. Jiang Xinghuo explored the dojo for a long time, but did not find many valuable things.

Of course, perhaps the really good things were hidden by the Martial Lord in a secret place.

Jiang Xinghuo is not greedy. If he can find one, that's better. If not, he won't worry. He just takes things as they come. After all, the martial arts arena has benefited him a lot. There is no need to dig up the dirt like a swarm of locusts.

(End of this chapter)