The road to Jianghu started from the martial arts hall

Chapter 50 Blood Demon Dao "Seven Blood Hand Styles"

The three of them chatted while eating and drinking.

After another glass of wine, Jiang Xing was a little tipsy, and under the influence of alcohol he talked about Fang Xun entering the Six Gates four months later.

"Brother Xun, listen to me. Don't rush into the Six Gates in four months. The Tianli Sect is gathering to rebel. It's a good time to make a fortune!"

Wei Lin was moved when he heard this and asked, "Do you have any good ideas?"

Fang Xun immediately poured another glass of wine for Jiang Xing and said, "Xing'er, don't forget me when good things happen. This glass is for you!"

After that, the two of them clinked glasses again. After Jiang Xing put down his glass, his eyes became blurry and he began to tell the story.

"Half a month ago, my father started to investigate the matter of the coded account book after receiving a letter from Wei Shibo. He actually found some information and alerted the Tianli Sect to start the rebellion ahead of time!"

"Everyone knows that every time the Tianli Sect rebels, it's just a lot of noise but little action. It's a good time for local military generals to gain merit. If Xun Ge'er goes to the army to suppress bandits before entering the Six Gates, he can enter the Six Gates later."

Before he could finish his sentence, Jiang Xing collapsed on the table and began to snore, which made Fang Xun and Wei Lin laugh and cry.

"Master, I'm sending Brother Xing to rest."

After saying this, Fang Xun carried Jiang Xing's body out of the backyard, took him to the bed in the guest room and settled him down before returning to the backyard.

At this time, Wei Lin had also cleaned up the backyard. When he saw his apprentice coming back, he asked, "Are you settled?"

"It's settled. Brother Xing is sleeping like a dead pig in the bed."

"That's good," Wei Lin nodded, and took out a jade pendant and handed it to his apprentice, "Come and take a look at this jade pendant."

Fang Xun took the jade pendant and examined it carefully. This jade pendant was a circle larger than the Dongfang family's jade pendant, and there was a word "Zhou" engraved on the surface. It was the Zhou family's inherited jade pendant.

Many families like to use jade pendants as tokens of identity, but the Zhou family's jade pendant contains a master's unique skills.

Grandmaster is the name given to those who are stronger than the innate level. The realm after the innate level is called the realm of divine will.

When martial arts are practiced to this level, it is no longer possible to be killed by outnumbered people.

Even in the midst of thousands of troops, as long as there are no opponents of the same level, he can easily kill them all without suffering any damage!
The master's unique skills are also exquisite and profound, and are sought after by countless people.

If the outside world knew that Fang Xun possessed the master's unique skills, he would never have peace.

With Fang Xun's current strength, even if he possesses the master's unique skills, it would be a crime.

Unless Wei Lin breaks through to the realm of divine intention, it is impossible for the master to protect him all the time.

Therefore, after Wei Lin and Fang Xun returned home, they did not open the Zhou family jade pendant immediately.

Instead, they waited until all trivial matters were dealt with and confirmed that Jiang Xing had really died of alcoholism before starting to discuss the jade pendant.

After observing for a while, Fang Xun squeezed out a drop of blood from his finger and smeared it on the jade pendant.

In an instant, dense blood-red words appeared on the surface of the jade pendant.

"Seven Styles of Bloody Hands"!
When Fang Xun saw the name of this technique, he felt slightly delighted, as it was not duplicated with the Dongfang family's "Record of Essence and Blood Cultivation".

But then, the three side-by-side words "kill" at the beginning of the technique came into view. The words seemed to come alive, baring fangs and claws, and were breathtaking.

'Kill! Kill! Kill!

Kill people and draw blood, and suck out their marrow. Kill people and draw blood to help me with my magic.'

The shocking lines of text seemed to carry some kind of mysterious magic, attracting Fang Xun to keep reading.

Fang Xun only felt a strong bloody murderous intent seeping out from between the lines, trying to sweep through his mind!

"wake up!"

Wei Lin's face changed when he saw his disciple's reaction. He immediately snatched the jade pendant and shouted. Fang Xun was awakened by this. His forehead was covered with dense cold sweat. He said in surprise: "Magic power! This is the magic power of the Blood Demon Dao!"

Wei Lin's expression was also extremely solemn: "Mr. Zhou is right. This technique is not something you can practice now. If you force yourself to practice it, you will easily be affected by the killing intent and become a beast that only knows how to kill!"

hiss--

Fang Xun took a deep breath, and he finally realized the power of the grandmaster's unique skills.

Is “Seven Styles of Bloody Hands” powerful?

Just by watching the skills, one can feel the murderous intent attacking one's mind. If it wasn't strong, Fang Xun and Wei Lin probably wouldn't agree.

But this is also the danger of the magic technique.

If it were the authentic and unique skills of the masters of Taoism, Buddhism, Confucianism or other famous schools, there would be no problem in just watching it, at most you would just not understand it.

Although the magic skills are extremely easy to master quickly and are incredibly powerful, every inch of them are full of dangers. Don't be too comfortable if you go astray.

Especially for a magic master's unique skill like "Seven Styles of Bloody Hand", if ten thousand people practice it, it would be a blessing for only one person to survive after ten years!
Wei Lin put the jade pendant directly into his lapel, not wanting Fang Xun to see it again.

After a long while, the master and disciple breathed a sigh of relief. Although Fang Xun could not practice the martial arts, he also figured out the ways of the Zhou family and the Dongfang family.

"So it's the Blood Demonic Path!"

The Blood Demon Sect is one of the thirty-six sects of the Eight Demons. Disciples of the sect absorb the essence and blood of others to practice martial arts. This is a true demonic path.

Take the Wujiantang, which is also one of the Eight Demons, for example. This sect has killers all over the world. Although killers have a bad reputation, they are still considered human beings.

But the Blood Demon's technique is to kill people and take their blood to replenish itself and increase its strength, which is already cannibalism!
Thousands of years ago, the Blood Demon Sect had developed to its peak, and the martial arts of the then Blood Demon Sect leader Xue Linlang was the best in the world.

When Xue Linlang's martial arts could no longer be improved, he started a blood disaster that swept across the world, hoping to use the essence and blood of countless lives to help himself take another step forward.

Naturally, this insane act was met with attacks from powerful people all over the world, and a terrifying war that shook the world broke out.

After the battle, Xue Linlang died, but only one in ten of the world's top masters survived.

However, most of the core members of the Blood Demon Sect have not been exterminated and have been lurking until now, still keeping a low profile.

After recalling the information about the Blood Demon Sect, Fang Xun frowned and said, "Could it be that the Dongfang family and the Zhou family are both remnants of the Blood Demon Sect?"

Wei Lin's brows knitted together when he heard this.

"I have a close relationship with Old Master Zhou, but I have never sensed anything unusual in the Zhou family. Their family-inherited skills are the most authentic Taoist skills. This is strange."

Fang Xun shook his head: "The matter between the Dongfang family and the Zhou family can be investigated slowly in the future. It is enough to know the background now."

Wei Lin nodded and said solemnly: "These two exercises must not be known to others. I will destroy the jade pendant as soon as possible!"

After the master and disciple talked for a few more words, they went back to their room to rest.

Fang Xun did not fall asleep immediately after returning to his room, but instead immersed his mind in the martial arts hall.

The next moment, his figure appeared in the training ground.

Fang Xun frowned and pondered for a while, then he waved his hand and the Zhou family jade pendant appeared in his hand.

Anything he had seen could be conjured up inside the martial arts hall. Although he did not write down the complete content of "Seven Styles of Bloody Hand" just now, the jade pendant he had seen could be conjured up again here.

The densely packed bloody words on the surface were still captivating, but in the martial arts hall they had lost their previous power to bewitch people. This was Fang Xun's protection from the martial arts hall.

Fang Xun read it several times and memorized the contents of "Seven Styles of Bloody Hands" before he withdrew his mind from the martial arts hall, went to bed and fell asleep.

The Seven Styles of Bloody Hands was extremely powerful, and he would definitely not practice it in the short term.

(End of this chapter)