All Offerings for Quick Enlightenment, Who Needs Arduous Cultivation?

Above the inscription, a bloody red light lit up.

A ray of gray light flickered, shooting straight towards the sacrifice placed in front of the sky monument.

With a flash of light, the broken sword, blood wine, wind grass and other objects were gathered together by the light and penetrated into the sky monument.

Then, another burst of life was forcibly taken away.

That's half a year of life.

On the sky monument, light flows, and the mysterious runes flicker and extinguish, lasting for three breaths.

But this time, only a glimmer of green light escaped, and the stream of light hovered above his head and entered his mind.

Somewhere.

Jiang Che felt a cool breeze.

The scenery in front of me changed, and the scene of the inn disappeared, replaced by a cliff top with no bottom visible, and gusts of cold wind howling.

A vague figure appeared in front of him.

Demonstrating Liangfeng's sword moves in a precise manner.

Gradually move from basics to familiarity.

In the world, there were only him and the figure at the moment, and the moves practiced by the other party affected him all the time.

Split, tease, sweep, chop, stab

The figure's speed was getting faster and faster, and the distance from him was getting faster and faster. Finally, just like when he sacrificed the Man Niu Jin Dacheng before, the figure completely merged with him.

Jiang Che closed his eyes, and the cool wind blew on his face, as if the light of the sword fell on his body. His understanding of the power of the cold wind sword was gradually becoming clear.

Opening his eyes, Jiang Che's eyes showed a glimmer of light. He jumped up suddenly, reached out and pulled out a standard long knife hanging on the bedside. He raised his hand and swept it forward.

The foundation is solid and the blade is sharp.

At this moment, Jiang Che didn't look like a young boy who was practicing swordsmanship for the first time. Instead, he looked like a martial arts practitioner who had practiced martial arts for many years. One day of sacrifice could stop ordinary people from practicing for several years.

At this time, his protective strength increased by a few percent.

Especially when the inner breath poured into the arm holding the long sword, his speed and strength of the sword were greatly enhanced. If he had to fight Deng Yan again, he believed that it would not take more than three breaths.

The opponent will definitely lose.

And if he encounters Song Ji from Crouching Tiger Mountain who robbed and killed him on the spot, at this moment, he has the ability to fight with him without being knocked to the ground with two punches, and is at an absolute disadvantage.

Jiang Che simply tried the power of the Liangfeng Sword and was very satisfied. Then, he suppressed all the emotions in his heart and turned to focus on the Sanjue Jingsha sword technique.

After completing the sacrifice, he was certain of one thing.

That is, as long as the damage to the remaining martial arts and martial arts does not exceed three-quarters, the sacrificial monument can forcibly make up for the damage, and sacrifices can still be made.

So, the experiment is over.

It's time for him to truly practice the Three Arts.

The piece of silver foil was placed close to Jiang Che's body. He held it in his hand with a solemn expression and read it word for word.

There are no pictures or text on it, only lines of small words carved in seals. It does not record any moves or descriptions of sword moves. Instead, it looks like a scripture that leads people to evil.

After a while, Jiang Che put down the silver foil again and closed his eyes.

[Sacrifice target: Introduction to the Three Jue Jingsha. 】

Jiang Che, who has completed four sacrifices, understands that the more difficult the target of the sacrifice, the more terrifying and harsh the price of the sacrifice will be.

Liu Zhi has been practicing for several years, but still can't find the way, which is enough to see the horror of the Three Jue Jingsha and the difficulty of practice. The upper limit of the level of this kind of technique is definitely beyond the scope of what ordinary people can practice.

Therefore, at this moment, Jiang Che didn't dare to treat Sanjue Jingsha like he did Liangfeng Sword, directly setting it to Xiaocheng.

He was afraid that the target set by then would be too high and that he would not be able to offer sacrifices, resulting in delays.

If he was just getting started, he wouldn't have a chance to do it.

The sacrificial monument lit up with mysterious blood-colored runes, which lasted for about ten breaths, before a line of small words was engraved on it again.

[The price of the sacrifice: ten drops of the heart blood of the three Inner Breath Realm warriors, ten evil spirits, one corpse blood mushroom, and two years of shortened life span. Do you want to sacrifice? 】

There was a price for sacrificing the heavenly monument, but Jiang Che frowned deeply at this moment.

None of these sacrifices are easy to obtain.

Three warriors from the same realm were worried, which would mean that he had to kill at least three warriors.

The evil spirit is not easy to deal with either.

If you want to get the yin energy, first look for the evil place.

But where is the evil place?

As for the Corpse Blood Mushroom, he had never even heard of it so far.

There is also the sacrifice of two years of longevity.

This is just an introduction.

You must know that even if he practices Man Niu Jin and Liangfeng Knife, even if he reaches the level of Xiaocheng, he will only lose half a year of his life.

What is the concept of two years of life?

That’s just a little shy of two and a half years!

High-level skills are indeed not easy to practice.

In comparison, it was even easier to kill three warriors from the same realm.

"Corpse Blood Mushroom?"

In the Miaochun Hall, an old man with gray hair and a cotton coat looked at Jiang Che with squinted eyes. After pondering for a moment, he slowly shook his head and said: "This thing is not from the right way. I don't have it here."

"Does Mr. Hu know where it might be?"

Jiang Che refused to give up and continued to ask.

After sacrificing the heavenly monument and paying the price last night, Jiang Che didn't waste time as soon as he woke up this morning and immediately went to a nearby medical center to inquire.

"this."

The old man surnamed Hu was a little wary of Jiang Che's official uniform. He was just about to excuse him, but saw the deep look in his eyes. In order not to cause trouble, he introduced the origin of the Corpse Blood Mushroom.

This thing is a variant of the precious medicine Jade Snow Mushroom.

The conditions for growth are extremely harsh. They only grow on corpses with essence of flesh and blood, and must be cultivated for at least one year before they are successful. Most of them are owned by evil heretics, so they are extremely rare in the market.

"One year."

Doctor Hu's words dispelled Jiang Che's idea of ​​preparing to cultivate it himself. He really couldn't wait that long, so he immediately frowned and asked the other party a few more questions, but the other party shook his head and told Jiang Che.

He really didn't know where this thing existed, and he had only seen it once in his early years.

Jiang Che felt a little disappointed and said goodbye.

Since most corpse blood mushrooms are owned by evil heretics, he can start from this aspect. There are many warriors in the world who practice quick demonic techniques.

He didn't believe he couldn't find it.

"grown ups."

As soon as he left the entrance of Miaochun Hall, Geng Dabiao came up to him.

"What's the matter?"

"The people from Caogang sent a letter and asked you to sign it personally."

"Open."

"yes."

Geng Dabiao did as he was told, spread out the paper inside the envelope and glanced at it quickly.

"What does it say?"

"Kou Yuansheng asked you when you can see Lieutenant Zhu County, and he seemed a little impatient."

Geng Dabiao handed over the letter. Jiang Che glanced at it, threw it into the ditch, and arranged with an indifferent expression:

"Da Biao, go back and bring some people. After so many days of rest, it's time to make some money."