Start: Forced by the family to become a magician

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Not long after, Fang Mo came to a magnificent palace with three big blood-red characters on it,

"The Palace of Kung Fu."

Fang Mo stepped into the hall calmly, and glanced around. There were not many people in the empty hall.

A huge light curtain not far away attracted Fang Mo's attention. This light curtain divided the hall into two like a wall.

There was a strange look in Fang Mo's eyes, and he was about to take a closer look.

"newcomer?"

A hoarse voice came from beside him.

Fang Mo turned his head suddenly, and found an old woman with white hair sitting in the corner.

He was startled, he hadn't even noticed the old woman since he came in.

"Senior, this disciple has just joined the sect, so he came here to select exercises."

Fang Mo cupped his hands.

The white-haired old woman said again with a blank expression: "Bring the token here."

Fang Mo handed over the black jade token as he said.

"Hehe, it turned out to be Pei Kun's direct disciple."

The white-haired old woman raised her head slightly and glanced at Fang Mo with cloudy eyes. Fang Mo's hairs stood on end instantly, and he felt as if he was being targeted by a poisonous snake.

Fang Mo was a little nervous, he was afraid that the white-haired old woman would discover the abnormality in his body.

Fortunately, the white-haired old woman looked back after just a glance, pointed at the huge light curtain and said, "With the token, you can go in and choose the skills and Yuanshu, and you can choose two books for the cultivation of the Yuanling Realm. After the selection, go to I'm here to register."

The white-haired old woman closed her eyes and rested her mind after she finished speaking, and stopped talking to Fang Mo.

Fang Mo took the token and walked towards the light curtain.

Looking at the huge light curtain in front of him, Fang Mo stretched out his hand to touch it. The light curtain was as soft as water waves. In the next second, there was a suction force from the light curtain, and he was directly sucked into the light curtain.

Opening his eyes again, rows of bookshelves appeared in front of Fang Mo in an orderly manner.

"The Ten Thousand Corpse Sect really has a profound foundation."

There was surprise in Fang Mo's eyes, it was the first time in his life that he saw so many exercises and primordial techniques.

Fang Mo picked up a book casually and flipped through it.

"Heavenly Fiend Art."

The Tiansha Jue is a technique for cultivating evil energy. Fang Mo shook his head slightly. The technique is not what he needs. He already has the Wanhua Blood Code.

Gongfa is different from Yuanshu.

Cultivation method is the foundation of practice, cultivate one's own body, and pursue the way of transcendence.

Yuanshu is the technique of attacking and killing.

Fang Mo put down the Tiansha Jue in his hand, and continued to read other books.

"Changchun Gong", "Blood Spirit Jue", "Corpse Qi Jue"...

"It seems that this bookshelf is filled with exercises books."

Fang Mo secretly said in his heart that he practiced the Wanhua Blood Code by himself, and he naturally despised these exercises.

Fang Mo walked to the next bookshelf, which contained Yuanshu.

"Corpse Poison", "Ghost Qi Slash", "Vigorous Demon Ape Fist", "Soul Eater Palm"...

Fang Mo's eyes were dazzled by all kinds of Yuanjutsu, and Fang Mo also saw the Rotten Heart Palm, a yellow-rank middle-grade Yuanjutsu performed by the black-robed man.

Fang Mo shook his head slightly, and walked to the next bookshelf again.

Two hours later, Fang Mo was still rummaging through the bookshelf.

"what…"

Fang Mo flipped through the red book in his hand, with a hint of joy in his eyes.

This is a Yuanshu book he just dug out from the corner of the bookshelf, called Blood Sacrifice.

Blood Sacrifice is an elemental technique that uses one's own blood essence to refine a corpse.

"There is no need to use corpse energy to refine corpses."

Fang Mo was overjoyed. This blood sacrifice technique is a tasteless thing to others. After all, blood essence is very important to monks. The blood essence condensed by each monk is limited, and the recovery of blood essence is also very slow.

But Fang Mo is different, he cultivates the Ten Thousand Transformation Blood Code, and he is carrying an indestructible blood lotus, not only has more than several times the strength of a normal monk, but also has no shortage of blood, energy, essence and blood.

This blood sacrifice was tailor-made for him!

Fang Mo put the blood sacrifice in his arms. He was in a good mood at this time. He had always been interested in refining corpses, but he couldn't cultivate corpse energy and had no chance to refine corpses.

Fighting with the black-robed man today, and seeing the black-robed man's refining corpse, Fang Mo's interest was aroused again.

Fang Mo came to the Kung Fu Palace with a fluke mentality to see if there is a method of refining corpses that does not require corpse energy, but he did not expect to find it.

Fang Mo found the Yuanjutsu he needed, and did not leave in a hurry, but continued to look through the Yuanjutsu on the bookshelf. After all, he could choose two Yuanjutsu.

"Corpse control technique", "Beast control technique", "Insect summoning technique", "corpse puppet technique"...

Fang Mo picked up the corpse puppet book, flipped through a few pages, and put the corpse puppet into his arms.

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The huge light curtain in the hall rippled like water waves, and Fang Mo walked out of the light curtain.

He walked up to the white-haired old woman and took out the two Yuanju books from his bosom.

"Blood sacrifice?"

The white-haired old woman frowned slightly.

Looking up at Fang Mo, he said coldly, "Boy, from which corner did you find this Yuanju? Do you want to die?"

Hearing this, Fang Mo pretended to be puzzled and asked, "Senior, why did you say that?"

The white-haired old woman said with a blank face: "The refined corpses produced by using their own blood are more powerful and weird than ordinary refined corpses! Hundreds of years ago, many people in the sect went to Practicing blood sacrifice, many of them are elders."

Speaking of this, the white-haired old woman seemed to think of something, a trace of fear flashed in her eyes,

"In less than half a year, these people who practiced blood sacrifice were all eaten back by their own refining corpses. Their bodies lost all their essence and blood, and turned into mummies. Since then, blood sacrifice has been privately listed as a forbidden technique, and no one dared to practice it for a hundred years. .”

"Forbidden?"

Fang Mo frowned, wouldn't that mean he was not allowed to practice.

"Then why do I have to practice this blood sacrifice?"

Fang Mo asked.

The white-haired old woman said coldly: "If you insist on courting death, the old man can stop you."

Fang Mo secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Thank you senior for reminding me, I still choose this Yuanju."

"You don't need to thank me, I just said a few more words for Pei Kun's sake."

As the white-haired old woman said, she put away the two books, turned around and handed Fang Mo two pieces of jade slips,

"Here are the rubbings of the two kinds of Yuanjutsu, and you can read the content with your consciousness sinking into the jade."

"Thank you senior."

Fang Mo put away the jade slips, turned and left.

The white-haired old woman looked at Fang Mo's leaving back with cloudy eyes, and said to herself, "Pei Kun's vision is really good, alas, what a pity..."

...

Fang Mo left the Kung Fu Hall, instead of going back to the third peak, he walked towards the Formation Hall.

The fact that the cave was destroyed reminded Fang Mo.

In order to prevent this from happening again in the future, he went to the Formation Hall to have a look and arrange some protective formations around the cave.

Chapter 40 Liu Yunxi

The Formation Hall was obviously much more lively than the Kung Fu Hall, and disciples in twos and threes gathered in the hall to discuss something.

"This junior brother, arrange the formation or repair the formation?"

A black and thin disciple stepped forward and asked.

"I want to arrange a protective formation around the cave."

Fang Mo noticed that this disciple had a small word 'array' embroidered on his cuff, obviously he was a disciple of the array hall.

Disciple Heishou's eyes lit up, "Then junior brother, you have found the right person. I am the most proficient in arranging this kind of protective formation. It only needs [-] yuan stones, and you can choose the formation as you like."

Fang Mo said lightly: "Really, let's hear it."

Hei Shou disciple heard this and immediately said:

"I will arrange powerful guardian formations such as cloud hidden formation, wind defense formation, psychedelic formation, and giant stone formation.

Let's talk about the hidden cloud formation first, which gathers the vitality of heaven and earth, and hides the cave in the clouds and mist. Anyone who trespasses without authorization will be trapped in the formation.

Then there is the wind defense array, which gathers the wind with the power of the innate gossip, and the wind is unparalleled, and anyone who trespasses without authorization will be ruthlessly torn apart, which is extremely terrifying.

And that psychedelic array..."

While the black and thin disciple was eloquently introducing the formation to Fang Mo,

"Pfft..."

A sneer next to him interrupted the words of the black and thin disciple.

"This junior brother, don't be fooled by this guy."

A handsome man came over and said to Fang Mo.

When the black and thin disciple saw this person, his face darkened, "Liu Yunxi, you dare to tear down my platform!"

"Why, I just can't bear to see this junior being deceived by you."