Ji Taoist

Yan Buji naturally couldn't comprehend the general outline from these murals, but it was worth the trip to get such useful information.

This also left a way out for himself. If he couldn't sense the spiritual energy, he could think of a way to ask around about this kind of martial arts and spiritual cultivation. Maybe he could use it to enter the world of cultivation.

There was nothing else in this palace that Yan Buji cared about. His spiritual sense scanned these places. Except for those copper pillars that were impossible to move, there was nothing else.

These copper pillars were very mysterious and seemed to block Yan Buji's exploration. Yan Buji thought that this might be a treasure, but he didn't have the ability to take it away.

"Let's go to other places first."

Yan Buji walked through the hall and entered a covered bridge from the back. He heard the sound of running water all around, and when he looked around, he actually saw a back garden.

What a big deal!

The magnificent scenery of the garden here is breathtaking. Even compared with the magnificent and magnificent palace, it is probably not inferior. What is even more amazing is that this garden is hidden deep underground. After a long time, it is still as solid as a rock, without any signs of collapse or breakage. Its exquisite construction technology can be called a masterpiece of nature.

Yan Buji walked across the covered bridge plank road, as if he had gone up a mountain. In an open space, suddenly, his eyes were attracted by a scene not far away - it was a corpse, sitting quietly in front of a dilapidated small tile house. This corpse looked very old, but strangely, it did not emit any rotten or foul smell. On the contrary, there was a strange and quiet atmosphere around, as if time had frozen here.

The sitting posture of the corpse seemed very stiff, as if it had experienced some kind of pain or torture before death. It was wearing a tattered piece of clothing, and the weathered cloth fluttered in the wind, revealing the vicissitudes of time.

The small tile house itself also revealed a mysterious atmosphere. Its walls were mottled and falling off, the roof was covered with weeds, and the doors and windows were closed, isolating the secrets inside from the outside world.

Whoosh whoosh! !

A gust of cold wind blew from underground, and Yan Buji's hair stood up instantly!

The corpse made a few clicks, and the dry body with only skin and bones left stood up straight, and a golden flame suddenly flashed in the eye sockets where the eyeballs had long fallen off!

This...

Yan Buji's pupils shrank, was it a ghost or something?

Before Yan Buji could react, the corpse suddenly took a stance and rushed towards Yan Buji!

Yan Buji took a deep breath, and had no time to think too much, so he could only deal with it.

In an instant, the corpse actually punched him straight, and Yan Buji immediately felt cold all over, as if he was stared at by an ancient beast, and the whole person was actually stiff for a moment!

In that moment, the corpse punched Yan Buji in the chest, and a shocking sound broke out.

Bang!

"Ah, ah!!!"

Even though Yan Buji had mastered the art of martial arts, he was almost beaten so hard that his blood and qi flowed backwards. A large amount of blood and qi was squeezed into his heart and almost burst!

He spat out a mouthful of blood, flew backwards for more than ten meters, gritted his teeth and struggled to do two somersaults and stood still. His footsteps had already reached the edge of the cliff!

"Blood Essence Gong's Heart-Breaking Fist?!"

How could Yan Buji not understand? This was the evil martial arts that could only be used after the Blood Essence Gong was practiced to perfection. It gathered one's own blood and qi on the fists, and when it came into contact with the enemy, it used its own majestic blood and qi to disrupt the enemy's blood circulation. It was extremely evil!

But he never expected that the corpse had no blood and qi left. Even if the Heart-Breaking Fist was a martial arts that was specifically designed to break the enemy's external skills and armor, it would not be able to make his blood and qi flow backwards and almost burst his heart, right?

It could only mean one thing!

The Blood Essence Gong of this corpse was better than his!

At that moment, Yan Buji did not dare to be arrogant. He was very alert and mobilized the demon-ascending internal energy in his body!

In an instant, Yan Buji forcibly suppressed the blood and qi that was running wild. In an instant, his momentum rose to another level. He was more skilled and powerful than before.

Seeing this, the corpse was stunned for a moment, and suddenly a terrifying internal energy burst out...

Hmm? !

Yan Buji widened his eyes. He noticed that there seemed to be a subtle and wonderful blood fragrance in the corpse's Dantian. This fragrance... was very similar to the legendary elixir. Even if he only smelled a little, Yan Buji had an instinctive impulse to crave it!

The biggest abnormality was naturally Yan Buji's blood essence.

At this moment, the blood and qi that he had just suppressed showed signs of recurrence.

In this situation, Yan Buji's face became more and more ugly. Fortunately, he had made sufficient preparations before coming. Although most of them were used to deal with people, they were useless to deal with a body, but the pattern of profound skills he had comprehended was very useful.

Even if the blood and qi showed signs of running wild, it did not affect Yan Buji's activation of the Guantian Dengmo state!

In an instant, both sides immediately launched an attack!

Yan Buji did not understand why he was fighting with a strange corpse, or perhaps the other party was just guarding a mechanism of the tile house.

But for Yan Buji, being able to see the exquisiteness of ancient martial arts in a person who seemed to be an ancient warrior, this battle was worth it even if he was seriously injured!

As for losing?

When did I, Yan Buji, fight a battle that I was not sure of?

Bang!

Bang bang bang!

As the two sides fought, one was a martial arts genius of later generations, and the other was an ancient warrior.

The ancient warriors were only left with corpses, fighting with only a trace of strength; the later warriors, although young, have also experienced hundreds of battles to get to where they are now.

After a short fight, both sides fought back and forth, and the internal energy and martial arts they used were basically from the same source, so they could naturally sense which moves to dodge, grab, or avoid.

"It's a pity that you are dead, but I am still alive."

Yan Buji glanced at his sunken chest, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, grinned and looked at the corpse.

The corpse couldn't speak, but just continued to attack.

A battle that lasted all night!

In the end, Yan Buji relied on the large amount of medicine he brought to exhaust the power of the corpse of the ancient warrior.

Watching the last punch of the corpse come to an inch before his face, the fierce fist wind hit Yan Buji's long hair bandage suddenly collapsed, and a gust of wind passed by, and Yan Buji's long hair fell immediately.

"Puff!!!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, Yan Buji gasped and knelt in front of the corpse, holding up his body with both hands, his eyes widened with bloodshot.

Almost...almost died!!

It was just a corpse, without consciousness, without blood, and even his own strength was only one tenth of what it was, and it might even be less than one tenth of his peak strength!

I could only rely on the medicine I brought to hide for a whole night before I exhausted his strength?

Yan Buji gritted his teeth, sat down and quickly closed his eyes to regulate his breathing.

There was no time to be disappointed, and recovering some strength was the real thing.