Although the Immortality Technique is evil and domineering, it is also exquisite. Chu Li wants to learn it not only for his own practice, but also for other considerations.
One is the Heaven-Slaying Sword. The mental method of the Heaven-Slaying Technique is probably related to the Immortality Technique. Without the Immortality Technique, it will be difficult to control the Heaven-Slaying Technique. The other is his ambition and plan.
He sat on the top of the mountain and hid himself, observing the operation of the Immortality Skill with the Great Round Mirror Wisdom, and also tried to operate it himself.
"Poof!" He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
He shook his head and smiled bitterly. It was indeed not that easy.
Many of the meridians experienced by the ninth level of the immortality skill are blocked and extremely delicate. They are all fatal. If an external force strikes, he will be severely injured. If it were not for his Vajra Indestructible Body, he would have been severely injured and fell to the ground at this moment. , even went crazy.
He frowned. It seemed that the Immortality Technique needed to start from the first level and proceed step by step, because the first few levels exercised these meridians separately, and even opened them slowly through special techniques without being injured.
Without the first few levels, if he hastily practices the later levels, even if he has the Vajra Indestructible Body, he will be unable to do anything.
Shaking his head, he sighed and gave up on continuing to practice. The Kurong Sutra couldn't help.
Even if one is seriously injured and restored using the Withered Meridian Sutra, the meridians will still be in their original appearance after recovery, but these meridians still cannot be opened, and they will continue to be injured. Repeatedly, there will be no change, and the ninth level of immortality cannot be truly practiced.
He pondered for a moment, his heart ready to move.
He had an urge to appear in front of Song Zhifan and interrogate him about the method of immortality. He would go from the second level to the eighth level in one breath, and then practice it by himself. It would be easier.
Just do it when you think of it, he suddenly appeared and coughed lightly.
Song Zhifan was startled, his immortality power suddenly increased, he slowly opened his eyes, his face suddenly changed: "Is it you?"
Chu Li smiled: "It's me, long time no see. Why is Master Song so miserable?"
"Chu, how did you find me?" Song Zhifan frowned.
As a god, his position cannot be deduced, and the god's field also restrains magical powers. How Chu Li found himself must be clarified, otherwise there will be no peace in the future.
Chu Li shook his head and said, "Do you think the God Field can really restrain all magical powers?"
"Why not?" Song Zhifan snorted.
He was desperately working on the Immortality Technique to speed up his recovery, feeling desperate. The timing of this despicable and shameful guy's arrival was too fatal, and he had no power to fight back now.
Besides, if you have the strength to fight back, you may not be able to beat him.
The most important thing is that the golden crown that can block Chu Li's strange attack has been damaged. Once the gem is cracked, there is no possibility of repair. Chu Li may not be able to fight back at all.
He had decided to leave. As long as Chu Li told him the reason, it would be best for him to escape first.
Chu Li said: "The leader of the Song Dynasty is knowledgeable and knowledgeable. He should have heard of the Tongwen Sutra, right?"
"Tongwen Sutra?" Song Zhifan frowned and nodded slowly: "Have you mastered the Tongwen Sutra?"
Chu Li nodded and smiled: "You have a trace of the fragrance I sprinkled on you, and then you should know."
"Sure enough!" Song Zhifan sneered.
Chu Li chuckled: "As long as we can find the leader of Song Dynasty, it doesn't matter whether he is despicable or not. It seems that the leader of Song Dynasty is so noble. Let's not call him the eldest brother.
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"What do you want?" Song Zhifan asked.
Chu Li said: "It's simple, hand over two things and let Master Song go."
"Will you let me go?" Song Zhifan sneered, with an unbelieving look on his face.
Chu Li nodded: "Actually, there are too many opportunities to kill you, you should understand."
Song Zhifan's expression changed slightly and he fell silent.
He also felt that it was a bit incredible that Chu Li could kill him but let him go.
Chu Li said: "What if you die and the Heaven-Slaying Technique is lost!"
"Do you want to get the Heaven-killing Technique?" Song Zhifan said solemnly.
Chu Li said slowly: "As a man, who doesn't want to kill gods like chickens? We all have such a dream, right?... How about it, Master Song, as long as you hand over the Heaven-killing Art, I will let you go. You don't care about me either." If you don’t pose a threat, I don’t need to kill you.”
"If you hand over the Heaven-Killing Art, my life will be gone." Song Zhifan sneered, "Do you think I'm stupid?"
Chu Li said: "Well, let's settle for the next best thing. Then hand over the Immortality Skill."
"Impossible!" Song Zhifan snorted.
Chu Li took two steps forward, getting closer to him, bringing a stronger sense of oppression.
As a god, Song Zhifan actually felt oppressed in the god field, as if facing a powerful spiritual beast. He knew that Chu Li was stronger than him, but he was too weak now and had no power to fight back.
As soon as he had the idea, he wanted to blow off his left leg and escape.
Just when his thoughts came to his mind, Chu Li flicked his hands.
"Chichi!" Two flashes of lightning flashed, and his left and right legs suddenly left his body.
Chu Li shook his head and smiled: "Master Song, I have used this trick before."
"You..." Song Zhifan gritted his teeth and stared at him.
He now has both arms and legs, but he is still able to hold on. He relies on his internal strength, and the roots of his severed legs have stopped bleeding. The Immortality Skill controls his body extremely precisely.
Chu Li said in a deep voice: "What is the mental method of the eighth level?"
Da Yuan Jingzhi clearly saw Song Zhifan's mind.
The Immortality Technique has become Song Zhifan's instinct. There is no need to think about it at all. The eighth-level mental method naturally appears in his brain, which is extremely clear.
Chu Li hummed: "What is the seventh-level mental method?"
He didn't wait for Song Zhifan to think, and then shouted: "The sixth floor?"
"Fifth floor?!"
His words were so fast that they were overwhelming. Without giving Song Zhifan a chance to react, he could only subconsciously flash them through his mind. This was enough to be imprinted on Chu Li.
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"Second floor?" Chu Li shouted excitedly.
Song Zhifan looked like an idiot: "Are you crazy?"
Chu Li didn't wait for him to speak at all, so he just asked himself. He asked directly from the eighth floor to the second floor, as if he was in an illusion and talking to himself, which made him feel baffled.
Chu Li hummed and said, "Master Song, is this golden crown of yours a treasure? What is it made of?"
"You want to know?" Song Zhifan smiled half-heartedly.
He made up his mind and laughed loudly: "Dream!"
Chu Li frowned: "You still have such an attitude now, are you asking for death?"
"Yes, I just want to die!" Song Zhifan laughed and said, "My surname is Chu, I am just unlucky. If not, you would be kneeling on the ground begging for mercy by now!"
Chu Li shook his head and laughed: "Do you think you can really get good results in Shiwandashan?"
"Hmph, a hundred thousand mountains!" Song Zhifan gritted his teeth.
If it were in the past, he would have dismissed it, thinking that relying on the Linghu Pill and the Golden Crown, he could freely enter and exit the Hundred Thousand Mountains, becoming his inexhaustible source of power.
Who would have thought that when the world is difficult and wishful thinking fails, these spiritual beasts are so difficult to deal with, and they can actually distinguish between the Spiritual Tiger Pill and the gods!
Chu Li said: "You are the only one who knows the Heaven-killing Technique?"
"Just give up." Song Zhifan sneered: "Do you really think you can do anything to win me? Goodbye!"
His left eyeball exploded with a bang and disappeared immediately.