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Chapter 593: The Wind Blows Overseas: Demonic Reappearance

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    I met a few villagers along the way, felt that Han Li's face was a little strange, and looked at him curiously, but no one came up to question him.

    Han Li arrived at his destination easily.

    Looking at the extremely old dark stone house in front of him, Han Li hesitated for a moment before stepping forward to push slightly, but the stone door remained motionless.

    Is there any mechanism in this door?  Han Li was slightly surprised.  But he had already taken a deep breath, and suddenly exerted 100% of his strength with his arms.

    Although he has never practiced any foreign martial arts, but after establishing the foundation and forming the alchemy, he still has the strength of hundreds of catties.

    The sound of "creaking" came heavily.  Although very slowly, the door was finally pushed open inch by inch.

    Han Li was overjoyed when he saw this.

    Only then did he realize that for some unknown reason, this door was more than twice as thick as an ordinary stone door.  It's so heavy, no wonder I almost thought there was a trap on the door just now.

    With a flash, Han Li stepped into the room, and a rotten and damp smell rushed towards him.

    His face tightened, and Han Li hurriedly held his breath.

    After a while, the outside air rushed in, and the atmosphere in the room gradually returned to normal.

    Only then did he let out a breath, and looked at the situation inside the house with the dim light outside the door.

    This place is very simple, except for the rows of stone tablets of similar size around it, there is just a rough stone table in the room.

    The stele is about ten feet wide and two feet high, which is relatively huge.  After Han Li saw it, he couldn't help but startled.

    And on the stone table, there were no classics or bamboo slips.  There are only a few magical artifacts that seem to be dimmed.

    The stunned look on Han Li's face quickly disappeared, but after thinking about it for a while, he burst out laughing.

    This is not the outside world, where to find paper and bamboo.  Items like jade slips cannot be used without spiritual power.

    And these steles are obviously the classics that record things here.  The above must be the experiences and experiences left by those monks.

    As for the magic tools on the stone table, it seems that they are the same as those flying swords of his own, they have not been returned by the owner, and even people and things have been taken into this place.  Naturally, it cannot be put back into the storage bag.

    As for those storage bags, Han Li didn't see any of them in the house.  It seems that those masters have their own way of dealing with it, which is not listed here.

    After watching the situation in the house, Han casually walked to a stone tablet and glanced at it twice.

    It is covered with thick dust, so gray that it is impossible to see what is engraved on it.

    After frowning, Han Li leaned forward without being too dirty, then tore off a piece of the skirt, and wiped it lightly.

    After a while, clearly visible inscriptions appeared in front of my eyes.

    This is not a text circulating in the world of cultivating immortals, but a rare ancient text.  But fortunately, Han Li's involvement was more complicated, so he could easily identify it.

    But Han Li only took a few glances at the stele before losing interest.

    This is just an essay written by a monk in the Foundation Establishment period, recording his life experience.  Han Li was naturally not interested in watching more.  Immediately turned to other steles.

    There are more than twenty stone tablets in this house.  When Han Licha saw the sixth stone tablet, he finally stayed there with a change of expression.  This is exactly what he was looking for, the cultivation experience left by the Nascent Soul cultivator.

    Han Li stood motionless in front of the stele. After an unknown amount of time, he finally let out a sigh of relief, with a complicated look on his face.

    "Congealing Nascent Soul, there are so many taboos. It seems that if I don't know these things, even with the help of Jiuqu Linggins, the probability of my success in congealing is not too high. This time I fell into this Yin Ming.  This place is really a blessing and a curse!" Han Li muttered to himself.

    Although there is no specific practice method engraved on this stone tablet, the unnamed Nascent Soul cultivator has recorded his experience in the process from foundation establishment, alchemy formation, and Nascent Soul condensation in incomparable detail.  When Han Li took a look, he was pleasantly surprised.  With the guidance of the experience of the Nascent Soul Stage monk, he can avoid many detours, and avoid some wrong ideas of congealing the Nascent Soul.

    After reading the stele several times and confirming that there was nothing missing, Han Li turned his face in satisfaction and looked at the rest of the stele.

    Originally, he wanted to leave, but after thinking about it, since he had already read half of it, he might as well read the rest of the stele together. It would be good to gain some insight.

    So, Han Li looked at them one by one with a relaxed expression.

    The rest of the stele,Although there is nothing useful to him on it.  Even though there are some exercises and formulas on it, for him who has the Xuanyin meridian, he can't see it at all.

    After a meal, Han Li saw the last piece.

    He brushed off the dust absently, and after looking at the stele for a while, an unexpected look of astonishment appeared on his face.

    The stone tablet in front of me is completely different from the one in front of it. I don¡¯t know how many small inscriptions the size of rice grains are engraved on it.

    Moreover, Han Li glanced at it, and found that the writing on it was actually two completely different styles, one was the ordinary ancient writing he knew, and the other was the monster writing that he had seen many times.

    Han Li became very curious, and immediately stepped forward to observe carefully.

    As a result, after only watching a little bit, Han Li became slightly excited.

    This stone tablet is actually dedicated to teaching a scripture in the language of the Yaozu.  And it is extremely detailed, word by word explanation, this is definitely inscribed by a monk who knows the demon script well.

    Although it is impossible for Han Li to grasp it immediately after reading it.  But memorize the whole text, and after you slowly understand it in the future, it will not be difficult to really master the Yaozu characters.

    In this way, with the Yaozu copper plate and the volume of animal skin book that he got back then, he can understand what Yaozu skills are recorded in it.

    As for whether human beings can really practice the skills of the monster race, Han Li will not think so deeply.

    Even if those skills are useless to him at all, learning these monster characters will only benefit him and not harm him. Who knows if it will be used for other purposes in the future.

    After all, this opportunity is really rare!

    It took a long time. Relying on his photographic memory, Han Li forcibly memorized the words on both sides of the stone tablet word for word.

    Then he let out a long breath and left the room.  As for the instruments on the table, he didn't even glance at them.

    After leaving the stone house, Han Li walked around the village a few times. When he saw some strange buildings, he would go up to take a second look and chat with the nearby villagers.

    Fortunately, the aborigines in the village seemed to be relatively simple. Although they couldn't say how warm they were to this stranger, they knew everything.

    Taking this opportunity, Han Li quickly figured out some common-sense things about the land of darkness.

    For example, because there is no such thing as iron ore here, we have to use several kinds of particularly hard Yin beast bones to make weapons.

    Of course, it doesn't mean that these bones can be directly used as weapon materials, but that they have been soaked in a liquid called "submerged water" beforehand.

    In this way, these bone materials are not only harder than before, but also have some Yinhuo power attached to them. After being made into weapons, they are even more special against Yin beasts.

    However, because the yin fire cannot last long, these weapons will be re-soaked in "submerged water" once or twice every short period of time, so that their lethality will not decrease.

    This made Han Li a little curious about this so-called "submerged water"!

    In addition, this dark place has a few days of windy days every month.  During these days, a bitingly cold black wind will blow in most areas, and humans cannot go out for activities during this period.  Once shrouded by these dark winds, human beings will definitely turn into black ice sculptures.  Only in the village, relying on the cover of some spells, can the people in the village be safe and sound.

    But on the contrary, on the windy day, it is the time when the ghost beasts are most active. It often happens that there are single or groups of ghost beasts attacking the village like today.  The people in the village are always on tenterhooks.

    Han Li inquired a lot about such news.  He even had an idea, and asked about the identity of the thin-eyed, white-faced man who seemed to be treating him unkindly.

    Only then did I know that this person's surname was Feng, and he was also an outsider who was sucked in a few years ago.

    But this person didn't know what he was doing, but he had amazing martial arts and killed powerful Yin beasts several times.  He contributed a lot to the village, so he was recommended as the elder of the village at a young age.  Specially responsible for teaching young people in the village to practice martial arts.  Among young people, the prestige is not low.

    After hearing these words, Han Li frowned secretly, although he couldn't say that he felt any fear in his heart, feeling a little tricky.

    After wandering around the village for a while, Han Li walked slowly to his house when he saw something to see.

    As soon as he reached the door, Han Li heard a man's voice coming from the room.

    "Well, what I just said is sincere. As long as Miss Mei is willing to marry Feng, not only will she have no worries about food in the future, but she will not have to go out of the village frequently to risk her life. Feng has been single for so many years,  It's not a person who is abusive, but he really has a heart for the girl." It was a middle-aged man surnamed Feng who arrived at the house at some time.  (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please visit www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com)??And Feng Mou has been single for so many years, he is not a person who is promiscuous, but he really fell in love with the girl.  "It turned out to be a middle-aged man surnamed Feng. I don't know when he arrived in the house.  Remember the URL of this website: www.hlnovel.com
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