18
After seeing off Wang Zun, Niubi slowly pushed open the window. A gentle breeze gently blew by the window, messing up his hair. The bright sunlight shone on his face, bringing a warm feeling.
Niubi looked at the lush flowers and plants outside the window and the towering ancient trees, feeling lost in his heart.
What am I doing here? Am I just a lamb to be slaughtered? I clearly have strong capital but have suffered humiliation. Is this the life I want?
Niubi tightly clenched his fist. His nails had deeply pierced into his skin. An unprecedented violent aura kept rising in his heart. This rage was burning wildly, gradually devouring the last bit of Niubi's rationality.
Yes, this is the immortal cultivation world. Immortal practitioners are prosperous forever, while the weak struggle to survive. Only true strength can shatter all conspiracies.
Until this moment, Niubi finally broke free from the previous constraints and truly understood the fundamental law of the survival of the fittest in the immortal cultivation world. To survive, one must be like the scorching sun in the sky, looking down on all living beings, shining brightly.
In the huge room, spiritual energy was swirling. The incense smoke rising from the censer slowly spread in the room.
On the soft couch, Yang Mingju sat cross-legged. Wisps of spiritual energy entered his body through the spiritual root, were refined and purified bit by bit, and then flowed towards the dantian.
"Master! The third junior brother is awake!" Wang Zun slowly walked into the room and bowed five meters in front of Yang Mingju.
"Um!" Yang Mingju slowly opened his eyes. Impatience flashed across his face, and he waved for Wang Zun to step back.
Wang Zun was not angry at Yang Mingju's attitude. Instead, he indifferently cupped his hands and was about to leave.
But just then, Yang Mingju suddenly trembled all over. A brilliant light shone in his eyes. An excited flush appeared on his face, in contrast to the impatience on his face before.
"Zun'er! Are you puzzled about my use of the Great Recovery Pill?" Just as Wang Zun was about to walk out of the room, Yang Mingju suddenly spoke.
Wang Zun's expression froze. He stopped and hurriedly turned around, smiling gently, "Master, you are overthinking. The third junior brother and I are of the same sect. I believe that in such a situation, even I would not hesitate to use the Great Recovery Pill!"
"Um!" Yang Mingju looked at Wang Zun indifferently. A trace of inexplicable meaning flashed in his eyes, and then he smiled and said, "Zun'er, cultivate well and don't think too much. You have outstanding talent. I believe your future achievements will not be weaker than mine!"
"As long as I can achieve half of your achievements, Master, I will be satisfied!" Hearing Yang Mingju's words, Wang Zun looked panicked and hurriedly bowed.
"Hehe! Go down!" Yang Mingju did not answer but just laughed and dismissed Wang Zun.
Wang Zun quickly walked out of the room. Yang Mingju pondered for a while, then turned to look in the direction of Niubi's room, and a fanatical expression immediately appeared on his face.
"It really succeeded. Third-grade Earth Spiritual Root, third-grade Earth Spiritual Root. My good disciple, you really haven't let me down..."
On the first floor of the library, Niubi quickly flipped through one ancient book after another.
"Light Body Technique? It seems a bit weak!" Niubi closed the book in his hand, put it back on the shelf, and continued to search.
"Fantasy Step?" Niubi curiously picked up a book and casually flipped through it.
The Fantasy Step consumes a huge amount of true energy. Run the true energy on the legs and use the rapid movement of the body to create afterimages to confuse the enemy's line of sight. When practiced to perfection, one can kill a person in ten steps and leave no trace for thousands of miles.
Niubi looked at the introduction of the Fantasy Step and chuckled. The martial arts in the secular world were a bit too exaggerated. Even immortal practitioners as strong as those in the Foundation Establishment stage would not dare to say that they could leave no trace for thousands of miles.
But despite thinking so, Niubi still became interested in this book. In his opinion, in his battle with Zeng Baichuan, even if he was no match, if he could rely on speed to get close to him and be equipped with a good spiritual weapon, he might have a fighting chance.
Now that he had found the book to improve his movement technique, Niubi did not delay. He turned and walked towards the library management at the door.
"Junior Sister Huang, do you think this secular sword technique is too exaggerated? It says, when the angry sword is drawn, all is withered for eternity!" Just as Niubi was about to reach the door, a low voice entered his ears.
"Giggle, Senior Brother Zhang, they all say that things in the secular world are like this. Do you think a frog in a well can see how big the sky is?"
Niubi stopped, turned and looked in the direction the voice came from. He saw a man and a woman holding a book and laughing softly.
Niubi's eyes rolled. He retreated among the rows of bookshelves. After a while, the man and the woman put the book back on the shelf and walked elsewhere. And Niubi walked casually to the place where they were just now and reached out to take out the ancient book called the Angry Sword.
The Angry Sword is as fast as thunder and as long as the rainbow. Introduce all the true energy in the body into the sword. Use speed to generate force. When the angry sword is drawn, all is withered for eternity. When using the Angry Sword, one disregards life and death. Life and death lie within a single sword strike.
Niubi looked at the introduction of the Angry Sword and scratched his head with a wry smile. This introduction was really interesting. Was one supposed to bet one's life on a single move?
Thinking and thinking, Niubi shook his head and reached out to put the secret book back. But when he put his hand on the bookshelf, he suddenly paused and took the Angry Sword back.
"I don't have true energy now. Although I don't know if spiritual energy can be used as true energy, if I combine the Fantasy Step and the Angry Sword, it might be used as a desperate strike!"
Niubi calculated the feasibility in his heart and then took the two books to the management office of the library.
"Junior brother has come to borrow books again?" Because Niubi often visited the library, the several old men managing the library were already very familiar with him. Seeing Niubi coming, they said with a smile.
Niubi nodded and smiled, "Yes, Senior Brother Liu. Please help me make copies of these two books!"
"Secular martial arts?" The old man surnamed Liu was slightly stunned when he saw the two books. When he saw Niubi nod affirmatively, he gave a wry smile and walked towards a room.
After a while, the old man came out with two brand-new books and handed them to Niubi.
As soon as the books were in hand, Niubi moved his mind and put the two books back into the storage ring. Then he turned his hand over and two fluorescent crushed stones appeared in his palm.
"This, is this bluestone?" The old man was stunned and took the two stones from Niubi in surprise. Then he carefully inspected them.
"That's right. It's indeed a low-grade spirit stone. But I have lived for several decades and have never seen a spirit stone of this material!"
After carefully sensing for a long time, the old man found that although the material of this spirit stone was similar to ordinary bluestone, it did contain the same amount of spiritual energy as other low-grade spirit stones. So he gave a dry laugh and put the two spirit stones away.
Niubi smiled and nodded. There was no fluctuation on his face, but he was already sweating coldly. This was the first time he used artificial spirit stones. He didn't expect it to really succeed...