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Kneeling on the ground, Bu Ku thought, "Ancestor, I am truly thankful. I have waited for this day for far too long. The living me must possess great power, otherwise I would be better off dead." No matter what, you can be considered my teacher and bring me a different fate. After I die, I will be buried here, and can be considered as having a companion with you, so we can be master and disciple in the Underworld. "

Bu Ku lightly stood up and glanced at Tie Chui, who stood to the side. He indicated for him to kowtow a few times towards the place where the ancestor was buried. Although Tie Chui could not understand why he had to kneel on this pile of bones, he still listened to Bu Ku's words and obediently knelt down.

After he had received the instructions from the ancestor, Bu Ku became excited once more. Under normal circumstances, this was a rare occurrence. Bu Ku could not wait to open the [Myriad Devil Arts]. He knew that this book would be something he would be proud of in the future.

After calming himself down, Bu Ku took the metal box to the stone bed and sat on the bed. Finally, he carefully opened the book. Just as he flipped open the first page, an ancient aura assaulted him. Tie Chui, on the other hand, didn't recognize a single word, he just stood beside Bu Ku.

This book opened up a new world for Bu Ku. From the book, Bu Ku understood that in this world, other than the normal world that people were familiar with, there was another world that belonged solely to martial practitioners. Even the lowest level martial artists could tear apart tigers with amazing strength. They were the target of every faction's competition and Bu Ku's master, who was a member of these martial cultivators, seemed to be a very powerful existence among them.

From the bottom, martial artists were divided into seven levels: Martial Disciple, Martial Master, Martial Spirit, Martial Ancestor, Martial King, Martial King, Martial King, and Martial Emperor. Each level had four different levels: early, middle, late, and peak. Generally, at the level of a beginner Martial Master, one would be able to hold the position of a Captain in the army. To command a thousand men and horses and have unparalleled power was a testament to the value of a Martial Cultivator, especially in this chaotic world.

As he read up to this point, the excited book in Bu Ku's hand slipped out, causing the drowsy Tie Chui, who was standing next to him, to jump in fright. He had never seen the extremely calm Bu Ku be this excited, but after carefully thinking about it, the number of times he had seen Bu Kui these past two days was more than the number of times he was excited in the past few months. Even though Tie Chui was very curious about the contents of the book, he was too lazy to pay attention to it because he didn't know what words were. To him, the words on the book were like black dots.

He raised his head to look at the hammer, and unknowingly, his eyes were filled with tears of excitement as he said: "From now on, we two brothers are no longer beggars. Our fates are finally in our own hands, and we can rely on our own strength to do anything. Hahahaha, the heavens did not disappoint me, the heavens did not disappoint me! "Haha …"

As he thought about his own suffering, he clenched the hammer tighter and tighter. The truth was like this, when he first got the sword from Bu Ku, he secretly made up his mind that he would not let anyone else mess with it. And from Bu Ku's excitement, he saw hope.

Seeing the light in Tie Chui's eyes, Bu Ku smiled in his heart and picked up the scroll that had fallen to the ground. Looking at the wild handwriting on it, he continued to read, "The [Eternal Devil Art], in terms of speed of cultivation, it is definitely the fastest cultivation technique among martial arts cultivators. The true essence of this art is to forcefully absorb the energy of the outside world for one's own use, from the smallest blade of grass to a bird of prey.

"Alright, let me tell you the truth, besides the benefits of this book, there is also his greatest drawbacks. Because when you practice this method, you forcefully plunder energy from the outside world, this method should not exist in this world, so the people who practice this method will have their blood become cold from the day they start cultivating, and also have their blood become silver from red. This is also the reason why my sword's name is' Cold Blood '. "But Martial Emperors, among the billions of mortals, just how many are able to pry into the secrets of heaven?"

This is a path of no return. As long as I practice this technique, I will forever endure the pain on the full moon. At that time, I, the grand peak Martial King, was considered one of the top experts in the world, able to dominate the world, and even if I went to the palace every day, no one would dare to say a single thing. Who could trap me here, and if it wasn't me who forcefully breaking through the Martial King realm on the full moon night, then I would at least die a miserable death.

I can only absorb the energy from the blood of external objects, but it won't cause any symptoms of pain. It's just that my cultivation is a lot slower, but this is more than double the speed compared to other cultivation methods, and this is also the medicine I left behind back then, the people who cultivate the [Beast Blood Method] are controlled by the people who cultivate the [Myriad Manifestation Devil Arts], with just a thought, they can burn their blood for their own use. Therefore, the more people who cultivate the [Beast Blood Method], the more people I can predict the people who cultivate the same kind of [Myriad Manifestation Devil Arts]. Of course, since they share the same bloodline, you can also use your own strength to activate the [Beast Blood Method] 's bloodline power, allowing them to gain more power in a short period of time. However, this will only make it more painful for themselves, so you should carefully use this skill. "

As he read up to this point, Bu Ku lightly breathed out and gently put down the sheepskin scroll. He slowly calmed down, but a moment later, a resolute look appeared in his eyes. Pain? What a joke! Without power, he would feel even more miserable. It was just like his current life, where he would struggle and linger in humiliation every day. The pain in his body was nowhere compared to the pain in his heart. Even if he had to suffer the pain of being eaten by thousands of insects every day, even if his blood turned cold and made him unrecognizable, he still had to cultivate because he had no other choice. At this moment, Bu Ku thought of his mother — that pitiful woman.

Only pain would leave a deep impression on him.