Life Simulation: Add Entries Starting From Health Preservation Skills Chapter 179

  Chapter 179 Demon Dragon Blade and Nirvana True Demon Art!

   "Is the Martial God's Mansion here?"

  Han Zhao looked at the misty basin in front of him, and glanced at Cao Wuyu behind him.

   "Exactly, this is the first test leading to the residence of the demon Martial God, the fog in this valley is the phantom array.

  After the phantom formation, there is a restriction on the entrance of the Palace of Remains, which needs to be poured with the blood of warriors to break the prohibition and enter the Palace of Remains.

  Brother Han, don't worry, I brought the talisman given by the ancestor, which allows us to easily pass through the magic formation. As for breaking the restriction, it will take hard work, Brother Han. "

  Cao Wuyu explained with a smile on his face.

   At this time, he has been completely convinced by Han Zhao.

  From childhood to adulthood, he has never encountered any setbacks at all. Wei, Qi and Chu have a population of tens of billions, and among his peers, there are only a handful of people who can fight against him.

  Since he learned the secret technique taught by his ancestors and became a spirit beast warrior, his strength has increased sharply. He once transformed into a spirit beast and killed a snake-level monster with his own hands. He even fought against Captain Wan of the Purple Flame Army, and endured for a hundred breaths under the hands of the little supernatural martial sage in the Sansha Realm.

  The number one on the Qilin list and the Qiantian list has been continuously dominated by the Cao family in the past two hundred years. They have become special spirit beast warriors by virtue of the ancestor's secret technique.

  However, Han Zhao hit him hard just now, and even shattered the battle armor given to him by his ancestors.

   It is conceivable that Han Zhao's strength should surpass that of ordinary little supernatural martial arts saints. Even if he reaches the bloodline awakening stage three times, he is probably not an opponent.

  When a person is excellent, some people may be envious, jealous, or even hate, and may want to slander him. But Han Zhao gave Cao Wuyu an overwhelming feeling, even Han Zhao probably didn't try his best just now.

  So he only has awe for Han Zhao at this moment, without any other emotions.

too strong!

   This is a desperate gap.

  Maybe this gap has to wait until he reaches four bloodline awakenings before he can catch up.

  However, even he does not dare to say that he will be able to reach the stage of four bloodline awakenings. This is comparable to a martial artist's supernatural powers and a martial god, a realm that can reach the sky in one step.

  Han Zhao couldn't help laughing when he saw Cao Wuyu's two-meter-high stature hunched over, scratching his big bald head and showing a naive smile.

   "Actually, I still like your rebellious look just now, you recover."

   "Brother Han was joking." Cao Wuyu smiled shyly. Hearing Han Zhao's teasing, he didn't have any temper at all. Who would let him be so much stronger than him!

   "Okay, let's go." Han Zhao nodded. It seems that in the future, unless it is a must kill, he should be more gentle with people who are lower than him.

Fortunately, Cao Wuyu was of the blood of a spirit beast just now, and his entry of [Smite the Demon God] would not be able to exert its effect. Otherwise, with the increase of the Light of Suppressing the Demon, even if he only used 30% of his strength, it is estimated that Cao Wuyu would be beaten to pieces There are none left.

   Each of these geniuses is a proud son of heaven. It is normal to have a little temper, which is understandable. Just educate them.

   Fighting and killing all day long, not polite.

  As long as there is no deep hatred, it is enough for Han Zhao to give more money. After all, he is not a stingy person who holds grudges.

   "By the way, you showed me the sumeru bag just now, but I didn't see any talismans, did you hide something?" Han Zhao just took a step forward, suddenly stopped, and looked at Cao Wuyu suspiciously.

   Just now, Cao Wuyu handed the Sumeru bag directly to Han Zhao in order to save his life.

  Han Zhao took away the money, elixir, and valuables in his sumeru bag, but did not find anything like talismans in it.

   "No, no, brother Han, don't misunderstand, we can all use this talisman, and it can only be activated with the blood of the Cao family's spirit beast. It's useless to give it to you, so I didn't take it out."

  Cao Wuyu was so frightened that he quickly took out a golden talisman from the lapel of his chest.

  Noticing Han Zhao's eyes looking up and down, Cao Wuyu gritted his teeth, and directly opened the front of the front, revealing his muscular chest muscles and sharp-edged eight-pack abs.

   "If you don't believe Brother Han, touch it!"

   As he spoke, Cao Wuyu grabbed Han Zhao's hand and stuffed it into his clothes.

   "Or I can take off my pants!"

   "No, no, no! I believe in you." Han Zhao was startled, and quickly withdrew his hand.

  Anyway, this trip has gained enough benefits, even if Cao Wuyu really hid something, he doesn't want it anymore, just now he just wanted to take the opportunity to ask for more money.

  Qi Xuanming and Su Tianqi saw Cao Wuyu, the No. 1 person on the unicorn list, being forced into this by Han Zhao, they couldn't help but look at each other, feeling a little unreal.

  At this moment, the two seemed to have thought of something, and at the same time turned their heads to look at Shen Xiao behind them.

   No wonder Shen Xiao and Han Zhaohui appeared together, now they understand.

   "Brother Shen, wouldn't you be too?" Su Tianqi looked gossipy.

   "No, brother Han is much gentler to me, it's just that Wang Xueji, who was with me, was more unlucky." Shen Xiao said quickly, although he was also beaten to death by Han Zhao, but he would not be as shameless as Cao Wuyu. If Han Zhao asked him to take off his pants, he would definitely fight on the spot.

   "Brother Han is really..." Su Tianqi didn't know how to describe his mood at the moment.

   "Since a thousand years ago, the number one master!" Qi Xuanming said suddenly, his voice a little dry.

   "Every time I feel that I overestimate Brother Han's strength enough, he will immediately make an astonishing move, which is beyond the scope of my cognition." Su Tianqi sighed.

  Om—!

  At this time, Cao Wuyu, who was standing on the edge of the basin, bit his finger and quickly wrote tadpole-like characters in the void. These blood-written characters floated up and quickly fell on the talisman. In an instant, the golden talisman glowed and floated into the air.

  The thick fog that originally shrouded the basin was quickly dissipated by the golden light, and the scene in the entire valley also came into everyone's eyes.

In the middle of the basin, there is a river running from north to south, like a dividing line, dividing the basin into east and west parts. The west bank of the river is full of peach trees, peach blossoms are in full bloom, and the pink smoke is shrouded There is a peach blossom forest.

  As for the east, there is a piece of green grass, and hares run on the grass from time to time.

   To the north is a high mountain, and the source of the river is the canyon between the two mountains.

   "Quick! Go directly to the source of the river now, and go by water!" Cao Wuyu pointed to the valley between the two mountains and shouted.

   "Go!" Han Zhao beckoned to Qi Xuanming and Su Tianqi who were behind him, then grabbed Cao Wuyu by the collar, lifted him up like a chicken, and floated tens of meters away in the air.

  The current situation is slightly different from the simulation, so he wants to hold Cao Wuyu to prevent him from playing tricks.

   Soon, they came between two mountains.

  On both sides, the steep mountain walls with a height of 1,000 meters are as smooth as mirrors. On the left mountain wall, there is a huge character of 'seal' written on it, and on the right mountain wall is a character of 'magic'.

   "The entrance is on the top, and only the pure blood of warriors can open the restriction to enter it." After being put down by Han Zhao, Cao Wuyu pointed to the center of the mountain wall.

"Let me come." Su Tianqi responded, his feet lightly tapped the ground, and he flew to the smooth mountain wall on the left. His body was at right angles to the mountain wall, and he galloped away as if walking on flat ground, and soon came to the middle of the mountain wall. .

  He drew out the long knife at his waist and cut open the skin of his palm. After the blood gushed out, he covered his palm on the stone wall.

   Hum!

  After the stone wall absorbed Su Tianqi's blood, it glowed red, and sucked Su Tianqi into it with a whoosh.

  Seeing this, Cao Wuyu glanced at Han Zhao, seeing that he didn't respond, so he flew up and sank into the stone wall before the red light disappeared.

   "Brother Han, I'm not polite anymore." Qi Xuanming followed closely behind.

  Han Zhao nodded and watched Qi Xuanming leave. When the red light on the stone wall disappeared, he still stood in place.

   I don't know how long it has been.

   "The mountain wall on the right."

   There was an extremely weird voice next to his ear, which was very similar to an electronic female voice synthesized by a computer.

   "Why should I listen to you?" Han Zhao communicated with him through spiritual power.

   "Don't you want to know the secret of overcoming the supernatural tribulation and becoming a martial god?"

   "Not really want to know."

  Hearing Han Zhao's answer, the strange voice suddenly fell silent, as if he never thought that he would meet a warrior like Han Zhao.

   "Hahaha, old witch, I'm dying of laughter!" At this moment, a thick and deep laughter reached Han Zhao's ears.

   "Who are you?" Han Zhao frowned.

   "Aren't you here just to find the old man's cave? And ask who the old man is?" There was a trace of teasing in the deep voice.

   "Are you that senior demon warrior?" Han Zhao said seriously.

   "The Valkyrie is the Valkyrie, there is no distinction between humans and monsters." The low voice suddenly became serious.

   "That's right." Han Zhao nodded. His racial concept is not strong. Anyway, no matter if it is a demon or a human being, he can kill anyone who has hatred.

   "You are interesting, you have two bloodlines of spirit beasts, no! Three kinds! It reminds me of someone." The demon's voice was full of surprise.

   "Who is it?!" Han Zhao felt awe-inspiring.

   "Bian Chen."

   "Bian Chen?!" Han Zhao's eyes narrowed, Bian Chen was the ancestor of the Heavenly Sacred Cave Heaven, and he created the True Spirit Body Refining Technique.

   "Have you heard his name?" The demon was taken aback.

   "That's right, you possess the magical power of Vajra Indestructibility, which should be related to the Heavenly Sacred Cave.

  The old man thinks that your bone age should be less than thirty, so you entered the condensed evil state. No wonder the old hag wants to find you. "

   "Senior, the one you mentioned." Han Zhao was full of doubts and wanted to continue asking.

   "Boy, the old man gave you a big chance, do you want it?" The demon changed the subject.

   "Yes." Han Zhao did not hesitate.

   "Do you trust the old man? The old man is a demon, and the old witch just now is a real human celestial being!" The demon was puzzled, but he didn't expect Han Zhao to agree so simply.

   "Why don't you believe it?" Han Zhao asked back, laughing: "Some people have a human face and a beast's heart; some people have a beast's face and a heart. What is the difference between a human and a demon?"

   "Whether you mean it sincerely or falsely, this old man likes to hear it. It's a pity that the old man didn't think so at the time." The demon sighed a little.

   "Senior."

   "Since you trust me, come in."

  As soon as the demon's voice fell, a dazzling golden light appeared on the stone wall with the magic characters printed on it, and then a huge vortex appeared on the entire stone wall.

  Han Zhao's body was sucked in by the vortex.

  The next second, Han Zhao appeared in an underground cave that could not be seen at a glance.

   In the middle of the cave, there is a circular altar.

  In the middle of the altar stands a towering golem. This golem is 100 meters high and has three heads and six arms. It looks full of evil and domineering power.

   At the foot of the golem, in the middle of the altar, a dagger was inserted.

  The dagger is as thin as a cicada's wing, and a ferocious black dragon is carved on the handle.

   "Whoosh!"

  At this time, the head in the middle of the golem suddenly trembled slightly, a diamond-shaped imprint appeared between the eyebrows, and a black-golden scale suddenly flew out and landed in front of Han Zhao.

   "This is." Han Zhao looked at the scales in front of him, a little dazed.

  In the previous ten simulations, none of the monsters harmed him, but it seemed that the other party had nothing to offer him except to let him take away the magic blade.

   "What is recorded here is the kung fu created by the old man's life-long painstaking efforts - Nirvana True Demon Kung Fu!" said the demon.

   "Senior, what do you mean?" Han Zhao asked.

   "Back then, the old man and Bian Chen obtained the remnants of the secret technique of the Holy Spirit True Monarch. Bian Chen used this remnant to create his own "True Spirit Body Refining Art", and finally succeeded in breaking through the heavens and humans, and ascended to the heaven.

  The old man combined this secret technique with his own innate supernatural powers to create the Nirvana True Demon Art.

  However, the old man has calculated that if he wants to master this magic skill, he needs to completely dissipate all the skills at the beginning of learning, and use it to strengthen the physical body.

   Only in this way can one practice the body of a real demon at the last moment. At that time, the old man was already at the second level of supernatural powers. In order to practice this magic art, he resolutely decided to disperse it. "

  The monster said in a deep voice.

   "After the re-cultivation, in just a hundred years, the old man not only recovered all his cultivation bases, but also went one step further. He has reached the perfection of the third level of supernatural powers."

   "Senior, how courageous!" Han Zhao sincerely admired, the cultivation base of the supernatural powers will disappear as soon as it is said, it is really amazing.

   "Just as I was preparing for the catastrophe of heaven and man, the Great Qin Empire and the Heavenly Sacred Sect joined forces and suddenly launched a war against all the families of the gods in Dongsheng Continent.

  The old man was the head of the Law Enforcement Hall under the Tiansheng Sect at that time, and he participated in the war with the Sect. In that battle, the old man killed as many as ten supernatural power realm monsters and envoys!

   As a result, alien races invaded the outer world, the warriors and the family ceased fighting, and the old man went to the outer world to sit in town. "

  The demon continued.

   "We won in the end, but the fighters lost, right?" Han Zhao asked.

  "On the eve of the victory of the war, the foreign race put all their eggs in one basket and sent many ancestors of heaven and humans to invade, while the aristocratic family side was passive and idle, and the warrior side suffered heavy losses.

  The old man also encountered a celestial patriarch in the battle. At a critical moment, the old man injured him severely with his great magic skills, but he was also seriously injured.

   Just when the old man returned to this world to recuperate, he was suppressed by the suzerain, that is, the old man's master. "The demon said slowly.

   "How could this be?" Han Zhao was dumbfounded.

  The demon did not answer Han Zhao's question, but said to himself:

   "Half of the content of this Nirvana True Devil Art is suitable for human cultivation. As long as you can practice this half, entering the supernatural state is as easy as eating and drinking water.

  Since the outbreak of the Great War a thousand years ago, the world has changed drastically. Today, if a warrior wants to break through the supernatural powers, the power of the Heavenly Tribulation must be at least twice as high as it was a thousand years ago.

  Some martial artists who practice special skills will be even more powerful. "

   "No wonder." Han Zhao suddenly realized that although he didn't have a simulator to activate and no entry bonus in the simulation, he was still much stronger than the Qisha Martial Saint of the same level, and he was struck to death by lightning every time.

  He couldn't figure out how other warriors survived the catastrophe before, but now he understands.

"With a small success in magic skills, you can develop a Nirvana body, and your resistance to thunder calamity is more than 20% higher than that of the same level. You promise me one condition, and I will give you everything I have learned in my life. In addition, This Demon Dragon Blade also belongs to you." The demon said in a deep voice.

  Han Zhao was a little moved when he heard the words.

   It's just that he was not dazzled by the benefits, and immediately asked: "What does the senior want the junior to do?"

"Why?"

"ah?"

   "Go to Tianshengdongtian, find my master Yuan Xiyu, and ask him why?" The demon's voice was full of anger.

   "This senior's master has lived to this day, I'm afraid he is the ancestor of heaven and man?" Han Zhao twitched the corner of his mouth, went to Tiansheng cave to find ancestor of heaven and human, and asked him why, isn't this courting death?

   "I didn't let you go now, so what can you do if you become a real demon body!"

   "The junior agreed."

   After thinking for a while, Han Zhao chose to agree.

  The scales contain extremely strong yin energy, whether he practices magic skills or not, he definitely needs this yin energy.

  Anyway, when he is strong enough, he will go to the Heavenly Saint Cave.

   "Wow!" As soon as Han Zhao finished speaking, he felt as if sand and gravel had fallen from the top of his head. He looked up and saw that the 100-meter-high golem was covered with cracks and began to shatter inch by inch.

  The entire cave began to shake violently, looking like it was about to collapse.

"not good!"

  Han Zhao flashed his figure, and put the dagger inserted on the altar into the Xuanling battle box.

  PS: Today is my birthday, so I will take a rest.

  (end of this chapter)

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