The Long-lost Old Man

The four demon lords did not hesitate and immediately agreed: "As you command."

Although, they all vaguely felt that something was not right, and although the Ten Thousand Demon King's words were decisive and full of domineering air, they still felt strange. Why did their own Demon King seem to become a little...dull?

This feeling was somewhat inconsistent with his previous arrogant, violent and intolerant character.

However, the four demon lords did not say much and retreated after receiving the order.

Even if there was something wrong with the Monster King, how could they react? Would they question him on the spot? If they dared to do so, it would be a great mercy from the Monster King if they were crushed to ashes.

The King of Ten Thousand Demons looked at their receding backs.

Suddenly, he grinned.

There was a hint of bloodthirstiness and cruelty in his eyes.

Next to them, there seemed to be a black line connecting Yinma Demon Lord and Wanyao King that no one else could see.

Then, the Yinma Demon Lord turned into black smoke and dissipated.

He cannot be too ostentatious. If those immortal bastards hiding in the Xuantian Realm discover him, they will definitely strangle his clone to death at all costs.

Of course, Yinma Demon Lord could not give them this opportunity.

Now, he is in the dark, and the bastards in the fairy world are also in the dark. It just depends on who can force who to come out into the light first.

During this period, he borrowed the body of the Ten Thousand Demon King without hesitation.

Anyway, the King of Ten Thousand Demons himself has no use for it anymore.

…

Yunling City, in the backyard of Gu's Medical Clinic.

Gu Heng took out six or seven ancient books which were from a long time ago but still of excellent quality, then sat down on a rattan chair and slowly flipped through the books.

It took him almost an hour to sort through the pile of glittering gold, silver and jewelry and finally find what he wanted. These ancient books were very old and completely different from the books today.

These are the "skills" he wants!

Gu Heng is now able to practice, but he does not have a set of skills to use. It would be very disappointing for a practitioner without a set of skills.

Without martial arts, even if you have a lot of skills, you won't be able to exert much power. After all, martial arts are the most basic things.

He read through them one by one.

Gu Heng carefully read books like "Dragon and Tiger Alchemy Classic" and "Qingmu Treasure Book" and planned to "circulate the Qi through the body and feel the Qi flowing through the meridians" according to the instructions above, although he had no idea what "circulate the Qi through the body" meant.

However, after becoming a cultivator, there should be some kind of power in the body that one can perceive. Anyway, cultivation is like this stream of consciousness. Although the system provides a cultivation interface and even creates data visualization things such as "experience bars", there are always some things that cannot be visualized.

I can only try blindly.

But after several attempts to feel the power in his body, his face immediately turned dark.No feeling at all!

"These skills can't be fake..."

Then I continued to look through several other books, and the results were the same in each one.

In other words, these skills are useless to him.

Gu Heng began to worry.

These are all things from the ancient secret palace. Logically speaking, they should be treasures. But are these so-called "skills" actually just like play scripts? They look interesting, but are just interesting?

That would be a huge blow to people's confidence.

I thought these ancient books could be used as references so that I could create my own skills. No matter what the final product is like, as long as I can complete the task, it will be fine.

"Alas, it seems that this task is not easy to accomplish."

Gu Heng sighed.

These ancient books seem to be of no use now.

At this time, the little white dragon slowly flew to the backyard, then raised its little dragon claw and pointed at the door.

"Hmm? Is there anyone else visiting?"

Gu Heng had instructed this little pet helper that whenever someone knocked on the door, he should call him. After all, Xiaobai could understand human language, but he just couldn't speak it.

He came to the front yard, opened the gate, and then saw an old man over 70 years old.

It's the calligraphy master Gu Lao Tou.

"Mr. Gu!"

The old man was dressed quite smartly, with neat hair and beard. When he saw Gu Heng, he clasped his fists and bowed.

"How come you have time to come to my place?"

Gu Heng hadn't seen this old man for some time. The old man had beautiful handwriting and was also lucky. The young master of the Lu family in Yunling City was willing to condescend to be the apprentice of this old man. Gu Heng was extremely envious at the time.

Judging from the way he is dressed, he does look like a scholar.

But Gu Heng is no longer envious now.

He and the little girl are already practitioners.

This old man looked strong, but he probably didn't have many days left to live. He felt it was a pity that he couldn't help the old man practice. After all, the old man was one of the few acquaintances he had met since he came to Yunling City.

"Mr. Gu, I'm going to ask you what you think."

The old man came into the house at Gu Heng's invitation. As soon as he sat down, he spoke impatiently.

It's just because he has obtained some very explosive information during this period of time!