In the world of "Covering the Sky," my cultivation technique is not right.

Lu Yao's insight was naturally beyond that of ordinary people. He immediately recognized the extraordinary nature of the killing sword, which was definitely left behind by a saint.

Lurking silently, it suddenly transforms into a thunderbolt, unleashing devastation across the heavens, its sword light cleaving through countless realms, and once it has succeeded, it flees ten thousand miles away.

"Looks like I'm pretty lucky too. I cut out a piece of a saint's secret technique from five stones."

In fact, the Holy Land families have very little control over Source Techniques. Source Techniques are mostly in the hands of Source Technique Families and Source Masters; otherwise, these two would not be treated as honored guests by the Holy Land.

The holy maiden of Yaochi Holy Land also had many emotional entanglements with Yuan Tianshi.

This fully demonstrates that powerful forces greatly desire advanced source techniques, but unfortunately, they cannot obtain them.

He hasn't learned the Origin Heaven Divine Art yet. If he obtains the Origin Heaven Book and the scriptures awaken, wouldn't all the Origin Mines in the entire Northern Region, as well as the Primordial Ancient Mines, belong to the Lü family?

No wonder the Yuan Tianshi lineage is regarded as a mortal enemy by the Yuan Shen and Yuan Gui.

It's likely that both the Origin God and the Origin Ghost, the two supreme beings, will emerge from the underworld at the same time to try and eliminate him.

As usual, Lü Yao fed the remaining moves to Tai Chi.

[Your "Tai Chi Chuan" encountered this Killing Saint Sword Technique, and was astonished by its extreme killing intent. You comprehended it in thirty seconds, using "Yin" to unify its principles and rationale.]

At the same time, following the secret technique, a dark sword light was emitted, which swept across a mountain peak before the Devouring Heaven Immortal Art absorbed this saintly secret technique.

Your "Heaven-Devouring Immortal Technique" has devoured the Nameless Killing Sword.

Just that one sentence, devoid of any emotion, was clearly barely enough for it to devour.

If it were the complete version of the Sage's Secret Arts, it would definitely be very happy.

He put away the saint's skin that recorded the killing sword.

Lu Yao then began searching for the Immortal Transformation Pool. From the gourd within his Sea of ​​Wheels, the essence of source stones continuously flew out, providing sustenance for his immortal cultivation.

Although he doesn't cultivate, his cultivation level is improving. In the past six months, he has actually found a grotto with ten-thousand-year-old dragon marrow, although there are only three drops.

Lu Yao stood atop a cloud, now choosing to abandon his search for the Immortal Transformation Pool.

His current goal is to find a place rich in the essence of heaven and earth and dragon energy, where he plans to cultivate in seclusion, break through the Four Extremes Secret Realm, and then return to the Eastern Wilderness.

He frequently ventured into various mountains and valleys, picking some medicinal herbs and fruits. Although he wasn't even a minor medicine king, it was still a pleasant surprise.

On the third day, he finally settled on a place for cultivation.

The mountains here are magnificent and majestic, filled with the aura of dragons and brimming with vitality. There is also a small pool formed from the dragon's energy in the cave.

Perhaps in 100,000 years, this pool of water will also turn into ten-thousand-year-old dragon marrow.

But Lü Yao suddenly abandoned this place and went deeper into the territory of the powerful Corpse King. He even disturbed some powerful ancient corpses sleeping underground from time to time, leaving a mess in his wake.

It seemed to be trying to avoid something, but despite various methods, it still couldn't escape.

Lu Yao finally stopped hiding and said, "Fellow Daoist, you've been chasing me all day, why don't you come out?"

Chapter 45 Family members, this woman is too feudal.

The vast sky stretches endlessly, where stars silently burn with eternal fire, their dazzling light traversing billions of light-years to appear before our eyes.

Lü Yao stood on a mountaintop in the Qinling Mountains, gazing up at the starry sky.

But he wasn't actually looking at the stars; there was someone hiding there.

Lü Yao said loudly, "Fellow Daoist, since you've come, why not show yourself?"

He was handsome and had an exceptional air about him; at first glance, he was clearly a promising talent nurtured by the Holy Land.

Sure enough, the starry sky began to wrinkle like a curtain, and a woman appeared there, none other than the Hundred Flowers Saintess whom I had seen before.

The acquaintance I ran into by chance at the Qinling Stone Archway was this woman; she was accompanying Jue Youqing on a visit to the Qincheng Stone Archway at the time.

At that moment, Lü Yao was so embarrassed that he simply slipped away, but unexpectedly, the other person actually tracked him down and came after him.

The Holy Maiden of a Hundred Flowers appeared, expressionless, staring at Lü Yao, but the coldness emanating from her was undeniable, slowly building up.

She treads through the void, and with each step she lands, a celestial flower appears to catch her. With each step, a petal appears, and the distance between them grows closer until she stands before Lü Yao.

A chill swept in like a landslide or a tsunami, instantly followed by a fierce wind, gathering dark clouds, and the wind tearing and splitting trees.

She has already entered the second level of the fourth realm, and her cultivation speed is already considered fast. Even though there are many geniuses in the Central Continent, this woman's cultivation is definitely not bad, no less than the holy sons and daughters of the Eastern Wilderness.

This is Zhongzhou, a land teeming with geniuses, where competition is fierce. Even among the lesser-known ancient sects, cultivation progresses rapidly.

If the timing is correct, the Ji family's divine body will likely seize the imperial weapon as one of the Four Extreme Emperors within the next few months. Lu Yao has never met this future Eastern Wilderness God King, but he estimates that he is currently only at the first or second level of the Four Extremes.

When he was cultivating in the Yao Guang Holy Land, the Yao Guang Holy Son had just entered the Four Extremes. Now, two years have passed, and he may be in the Second or Third Heaven.

It can be said that this woman has the bearing of an emperor! Everyone above the Big Dipper has the bearing of an emperor, and the Burial Emperor Star is terrifyingly powerful.

He flashed eight teeth, displaying perfect social etiquette, and then asked, "I wonder why you are angry, my friend? We don't seem to know each other very well."

But in his heart he thought: Oh no, could she really recognize me? By the pool, she clearly didn't see my face, nor did she remember any fluctuations in my consciousness!

Inside the stone archway of Qincheng, he felt that the way this woman looked at him was a little strange.

"That person from Yunxian Valley is you." The Hundred Flowers Saintess was as cold as ice.

"It wasn't me." Lü Yao quickly shook his head in denial. How could he just make up an accusation like that? Back in the feudal era, people would die if they did that.

"I didn't say what it was about." The Saintess of a Hundred Flowers' tone grew even colder.

Fortunately, Ye Fan left, otherwise this shockwave could have killed him.

"My name is Han Li. I have been wandering around the various stone archways in Qin City. No matter what it is, it is definitely not me."

Lu Yao was spouting nonsense, but within his inner sea, the purple waves surged, the life spring spiritual liquid gushed out, and his vast divine power was ready to erupt at any moment.

Even if this person before him is a mortal, surely the scriptures he cultivates are those of sages and saints? He really wanted to try it out and see his own strength.

With a wave of her hand, the Holy Maiden of a Hundred Flowers unfurled her divine power into a scroll, which slowly unfolded, revealing a man's back view as he transformed into a rainbow and disappeared into the horizon.

But no matter how you look at it, this person's back view is very similar to Lü Yao's.

Although Lü Yao abandoned Han Li's appearance and returned to his original form after leaving the Qin Clan.

But you can't just say that the two people look alike from behind and insist that they are the same person, can you?

The Saintess of a Hundred Flowers walked forward, stepping onto the edge of the cliff. The chill intensified as she stood opposite Lü Yao, her eyes clearly saying, "I'm telling you a lie."

Lu Yao felt a little guilty: "Actually, I didn't see anything, just part of the back view."

The Holy Maiden of a Hundred Flowers shone with multicolored light, and a rain of flowers fell from the sky. Each petal was formed from Dao patterns, and each contained immense power.

Seeing her actions, Lü Yao involuntarily took three steps back. After all, he had accidentally wandered into someone's bathing area. Unlike Ye Fan, he wasn't thick-skinned, and he was still somewhat embarrassed.

"Uh... the birthmark on the Holy Maiden's face resembles a phoenix pattern, signifying immeasurable nobility; she may even possess the bearing of an emperor!"

The Saintess of a Hundred Flowers said coldly, "Sign a slave contract with me, and I'll spare your life."

Lu Yao asked in astonishment, "You want to be my slave?"

What the hell? Just one look and you're expected to become my slave? That's so feudal! Even when Ye Fan took the Holy Maiden of Yao Guang's bodice, Yao Xi didn't make such a request.

However, he wasn't lying about one thing: the red birthmark on the face of the Hundred Flowers Saintess formed the patterns of a true phoenix, poised to take flight, lifelike in its detail.

At the time, Lü Yao was still attracted by the birthmark, and his departure was a few seconds slower.

Isn't that how it always goes in TV dramas? When you see the face beneath the female knight's veil, you either marry her or she kills you.

Could it be that I've stumbled upon a martial arts novel protagonist's script?

"Those who have seen my birthmark... have only two choices," the Saintess of a Hundred Flowers said softly.

"Hmm?" Lu Yao asked, puzzled.

The first one is signing a slave contract, so the second one is...?

“...Die!” A cold light flashed in the eyes of the Hundred Flowers Saintess, her killing intent intense. With a light wave of her hand, thousands of flower rains were born from nothingness, each petal swirling with Dao patterns, the edges of the petals cutting the air with a hissing sound.

As the first rays of dawn appear, atop the mountains, a woman in a red dress flutters in the wind, her long black hair dancing with the falling blossoms.

Crimson lotuses incinerate the heavens, dark orchids devour souls, and silver chrysanthemums bloom, freezing thousands of miles... This is not a beautiful scene, but a myriad of flowers forming an army, turning heaven and earth into a purgatory.

"You woman, aren't you too feudal? You want to kill someone just for looking at you? Primordial Holy Light Technique!"

Lu Yao naturally wouldn't sit idly by and wait for his death. With his body steady, he casually waved his hand, and a burst of blazing white light exploded, as if a sacred sun had risen from the depths of hell. Wherever the light passed, the void was completely purified, and those beautiful petals that exuded killing intent were easily burned to dust.

"Buzz!"

One hundred and eight divine rings appeared, encircling his body. Each ring contained a divine phantom sitting cross-legged and chanting scriptures. The holy light was extremely strong and yang, and the aura was surging, forcefully supporting a pure land in the sea of ​​flowers.

The Holy Maiden of a Hundred Flowers snorted coldly, changed her hand seal, and a hazy fairy flower appeared behind her, swaying as if all the stars in the heavens were trembling.

The withered petals, in their obliteration, reformed and transformed into a magnificent giant bird composed of millions of runes.

"Wow!"

With a startled cry, a vast divine power suddenly erupted, five-colored divine light shone brightly, and the Holy Light Prison shattered inch by inch. The colorful giant bird suddenly accelerated and crashed into Lü Yao's body, transforming into countless fairy flowers.

But these celestial flowers are incredibly sharp, each one like a peerless divine weapon, ready to tear Lü Yao to pieces.

The Flower Saintess moved with the flowers, graceful as a startled swan, and appeared in front of Lü Yao. With a palm strike, a giant hand composed entirely of flower petals and exuding a natural aura slammed down.

Unexpectedly, neither the petals of the blade nor the giant hand caught Lu Yao's attention; they were simply unable to break through his protective holy light.

"Fellow Daoist, I didn't see it on purpose. I apologize here. Would you please let it go?"

As Lü Yao pointed his finger, ripples spread across the void like water, from which a pair of black and white yin-yang fish emerged, transforming into a yin-yang diagram that rotated continuously and hovered in mid-air.

The Hundred Flowers Saintess's face darkened. How could this person, who was only from the Dao Palace, have such bizarre combat power?

But the markings on her face must not be visible to others; this person must be killed.

So she gritted her teeth and continued her attack.

Lu Yao stood differently, allowing the Hundred Flowers Saintess to attack him, while the Yin-Yang diagram in front of him rotated, continuously absorbing all the violent divine power.

Chapter 46 How did you get involved with the Immortal Emperor?