Cultivating Immortality: Start by burying corpses in a border town and become proficient!

"Hu, hu, hu..."

"How dare you, how dare you, disobey me who was inspired! Really, really, extremely bold! Lord, ah, great Lord, give me strength, give me more strength!"

In the midst of rapid panting, Zhang Song forced out a piercing and harsh voice from his throat with his broken vocal cords.

Hearing this chaotic and vague, soft and subtle words that only he could hear, Du En couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.

If this guy is excluded as a madman, deeply trapped in the fantasy he wove, then this so-called Lord and the so-called inspiration are real.

The people behind the evil cultivators?

Du En quickly thought of this group of people.

Such people who hid in the dark dared to kill people and corpses in the territory of the border town of Xianmen, and they have not disappeared. Obviously, they are not an ordinary group.

If they have a so-called Lord hiding behind them, it is acceptable and reasonable.

Then, Du En, expressionless, threw the shovel in his hand as a javelin.

He directly cut Zhang Song's neck, completely killing this guy who was running out of energy.

"You, ah! No, I..."

Zhang Song wanted to say something, but his head rolled and he quickly died.

Dead.

The others were relieved and lay limp on the ground, silently relaxing.

Du En's condition was not bad, because he was extremely suspicious that this was someone related to the evil cultivator, so he immediately took back the shovel and dug a pit nearby to bury the other party.

Soon, a pit was dug.

He then used the half-wasted shovel in his hand to pry Zhang Song, who was really dead this time, into the pit.

On the way, a piece of white cloth was lightly thrown from the bloody corpse.

No, it was a piece of paper, or a piece of human skin?

In Du En's gaze, this pale and thin eye-catching paper happened to open a small corner to him while floating.

There were tiny characters written on it, densely packed, which looked neat at first glance, but in fact, after reading it for a long time, it was a bit dizzy and slightly distorted.

Of course, this might be something that only Du En could see. If it was Wei Ming and the others, it would probably not be like this.

Because there was a big gap between their skills, but obviously, even Du En's slightly accomplished Yellow Earth Skill could only bring about this kind of waves.

Those small characters were clearly understood and remembered the moment they came into his eyes.

A spell, the art of burying life and faking death.

The spell that Zhang Song used to pretend to be a corpse was also the spell that Du En was a little curious about just now.

At this moment, it revealed the tip of its iceberg.

About 30%!

If you want to see all of it, then open it!

As long as you pick up and open this paper, all the spells written on it will be yours!

In silence, it seemed that someone was whispering this in his ear, so the greed that was growing and spreading was also fueling the flames, asking Du En to pick it up and open it.

Anyway, I have taken a lot of things from corpses before. Now it's just another time to make money from corpses and get what I deserve!

So...

Du En shoveled it into the pit with the soil expressionlessly, and then shoveled Zhang Song's head and the soil with his blood and other traces, and buried them all in the pit.

After it was patted, there was no movement.

In terms of weirdness, this wasteland for burying corpses is not exaggerated.

For many years before, countless weird corpses were buried here, and no harm was heard at all. Only the body itself made people particularly secretive.

"Although only 30% of the content seems incomplete, it should not be a problem to think about it and come up with a general breath-holding technique for the beggar among the beggars."

As long as it can be done, then in the future, it will be a matter of accumulating proficiency and it will come naturally!

So, it is too cheap to want to seduce him with magic!

The others also began to recover, and greeted Du En who turned around, exclaiming in admiration.

"Boss is so mighty and domineering!"

"Awesome, boss, you even killed a mid-stage Qi Refining!"

"Isn't it? I, Old Ning, cough cough... This is something I've never seen before. If it gets out, it will definitely surprise those white-eyed ghosts!"

"..."

After hearing these words, Du En only replied: "Without your cover and harassment, I don't know what the result will be."

"Humble! Boss is humble, I understand, I understand!"

"What is this called? This is called the demeanor of a master!"

"Hehe, Du En, we don't need to be humble at this time. We just hit the first level and killed the enemy across levels. It's worth bragging about no matter where you put it!"

"..."

Seeing this, Du En didn't waste any more words on this topic, and only said: "Seeing that you are talking with full energy, then, I will finish the rest of the work for you, and I will take a break."

This is normal. After fighting Zhang Song hard, he really needs a break now.

Everyone had no doubts, because they had participated in the discussion just now. Although they blamed Du En, they were actually very excited and got up while discussing.

"Eat more and practice more, which is the secret of the boss's success!"

"Study, study, you must study, and follow the boss!"

"You guys, one or two, are so impetuous! Ahem... Save some strength, we have to catch a big boss when we get off work later. I have a new idea here."

"..."

Listening to these people getting more and more excited as they talked, and not having to worry at all, Du En found a relatively clean place, sat cross-legged, and focused on his own work.

Pondering the art of concealing breath.

This was surprisingly not too difficult.

Taking the 30% content of the art of concealing life and false death, he selected the content about concealing breath, and then eliminated the content that he could not understand thoroughly and might have problems, leaving only half of it.

Then, combined with the characteristics of the Yellow Earth Art itself, he combined and pieced it together.

This low-grade earth-based art has no fancy tricks, only the most basic characteristics of the earth-based art, which is to carry things silently and accumulate slowly.

In other words, it is originally a kind of "silent art".

Du En has already achieved some success, and now it seems simple to combine it.

So, when the others buried the remaining bodies, he also mastered a new spell.

[Steeping Technique (0/10 for beginners)]

Compared to the complete Steeping Life and Pretending Death Technique, it is naturally a poor version of the poorest of the poor, but it has no hidden dangers, is simple and easy to practice, and consumes almost no mana. It is more like adding a plug-in to the technique.

Just like the Sand Raising Technique, you can practice it whenever you have some free time to accumulate proficiency.

But in this way, the practice of the Sand Raising Technique will be affected a little.

Because time and energy are squeezed out.

Dune was thinking about these and was no longer in the state of practice. Then, he found that this spell has an afterglow period, that is, the duration of the effect.

By observing it, the specific situation can be judged.

The effect will become weaker and weaker. It can maintain a relatively effective situation within about one stick of incense, but it will be completely ineffective after half an hour.

"Now you don't have to force it to continue all day. Just match it with the number of times of the Sand Raising Technique and keep it ten times a day..."

Dune finalized the distribution plan.

At this time, Wei Ming and his men had already approached, and they didn't notice that Du En was thinking about casting spells.

"Boss, the work is done."

Wei Ming was very diligent.

The work has been done, and the next step is to catch the big owl.

Because of today's accident, they are even more eager for Du En's trick of eating more and practicing more.

The hope of turning over lies in this!

"Well, let's go."

Du En nodded, packed up the tools, and led everyone to follow the flying monster owls to their nests.