Chapter 228 Ancient Cultivation Method? Two Months!

This battle was actually quite puzzling, but fortunately it didn't take up too much of Yang An's time.

Yang An always dealt with people who came to provoke him in person as soon as possible, and would never delay until three days later if he could kill them now.

Three days, that's a full thirty-six hours, who knows if there will be any variables in it.

He clapped his hands and looked at the bloodstains and the dissipated green light on his shoulders that were slowly healing.

Although the wound healed, it must be said that this guy is still quite capable, and the power of his sword energy is really good.

If he hadn't run into him, he could be considered the best among the meat-killers.

Unfortunately, that's all.

Not to mention the meat-killers, he even killed the zombie gods. On the way to Shifang City, he killed countless monsters of the meat-killers, and the meat-killers were nothing.

Footsteps were heard not far away, and two beautiful figures rushed over quickly.

They were Hui Yu and Miao Shuang, Yang An's two maids and disciples.

But when they saw that only Yang An was standing here, and Yin Zhou was nowhere to be seen, there was a big pit in the courtyard, and there was a long gully not far away.

It was obvious that a battle had taken place here, and the air was even filled with the breath of magic that had not completely dissipated.

"Brother, Brother Yin Zhou..."

The two women seemed to have thought of something, and their expressions suddenly became strange.

"He's gone."

Yang An replied very calmly. He didn't intend to waste any more time. He didn't pay much attention to the two women and walked towards the small attic.

"Clean this place."

"...Yes!"

Looking at Yang An's departing back, the two women seemed to have not come back to their senses. They didn't respond until Yang An walked away, and the two looked at each other.

Brother Yin Zhou... is dead!

As a five-star disciple of Tieshan Tower, and the best among the five-star disciples, he died just like that.

This is the vision of the internal affairs elder of Jinluo Pavilion, it is really vicious.

No wonder he rejected Senior Brother Yin Zhou and chose to bring back a disciple who was not from the Jinluo Pavilion from the outer sect.

If they had said before, not only them, but also a group of disciples from Tieshan Tower, they were puzzled by Elder Zhuan Yu's rejection of Senior Brother Yin Zhou.

With Senior Brother Yin Zhou's talent and strength, as well as his status in Tieshan Tower, if he took the initiative to choose these elders in the sect to become his apprentice, most of them would choose to accept him.

Only Elder Zhuan Yu was so stubborn and refused to accept him as a disciple.

Now it seems that there is indeed a reason.

There is always someone stronger than the strong, and there are mountains beyond mountains and buildings beyond buildings.

Where did this Senior Brother Yang come from? How could he be so powerful? !

Although they didn't know, the two women realized that if they could serve this senior brother well, it might be an opportunity in the future.

Soon Yang An returned to the small attic, but when he closed the door with his backhand and was about to go to the quiet room on the second floor to continue the preparations for the shell cultivation technique that had been suspended before, his steps suddenly stopped.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in the hall, sitting in the main seat where he had sat before, looking at him with a smile on his face.

It was old man Zhuan Yu!

"Master!"

Yang An immediately bowed.

He knew that the fluctuations of the battle between him and Yin Zhou would definitely be noticed by old man Zhuan Yu, but he didn't expect that old man Zhuan Yu would be so elusive.

"You did a good job."

Old man Zhuan Yu slowly got up from his seat and walked towards Yang An.

In fact, when Yin Zhou died, he rushed over as soon as possible, but Yang An didn't notice him just now.

He didn't expect Yin Zhou's death, and Wen Zhao didn't expect it either.

Originally, in the two people's expectations, Yin Zhou, whose cultivation was greater than Yang An, was also stronger than Yang An, and the result of this battle was already imaginable.

Wen Zhao was not prepared to stop Zhuan Yu to the end. In fact, as long as Yin Zhou achieved his goal, he would definitely let Zhuan Yu take action in the end and save Yang An's life.

Otherwise, if Yang An died in Yin Zhou's hands, then the two of them would have completely torn their faces apart, and they would be enemies in the future.

How could two disciples possibly influence the grudge between the two internal affairs elders?

But no one expected that Yin Zhou would suddenly disappear just after the battle, even in less than two breaths...

It was like he disappeared from this world all of a sudden, completely disappeared, even his soul disappeared!

Even they were surprised by the strength shown by Yang An.

So between the two of them, at the moment of Yin Zhou's death, it was no longer Plague stopping Zhuan Yu, but Zhuan Yu stopping Plague.

After all, this was Plague's new disciple, who had not yet been announced to the public, and even had no time to perform the formal apprenticeship ceremony, and he suddenly disappeared.

You can imagine what Plague was like at the time.

However, Plague could stop Zhuan Yu, and Zhuan Yu could also stop Plague.

Both of them were, and neither could do anything to the other in a short period of time.

The matter ended up being left unresolved, with only one sentence left by Wen Zhao before he left:

"You'd better pray that he doesn't leave the gate of Jinluo Pavilion!"

Zhuan Yu didn't pay much attention to Wen Zhao's words, but just watched Wen Zhao leave Jinsui Pavilion angrily, feeling infinite joy in his heart.

This disciple was really the right one!

Not only can he help him complete his plan for Dade Temple, but he also got an unexpected surprise.

He has reported the planned matter to the Pavilion Master. After a while, when the time is right, Yang An will be sent to Dade Temple.

By then, if Yang An can make achievements in Dade Temple, it will be of strategic value to Jinluo Pavilion. Even if Wenzhao wants to attack him, the Pavilion Master will not allow it.

So he will not worry about this matter at all.

In the small attic.

Facing the praise of the old man Zhuan Yu, Yang An seemed confused.

It's just killing a person, why is he still praising? Is there anything else involved in this matter?

"You did a good job in this matter, so I can give you a small reward. Tell me, what do you want? The foundation of my Jinluo Pavilion may be able to meet all your requirements!"

The old man Zhuan Yu said with a smile. The more he looked at Yang An, the more satisfied he was.

There is such a surprise?

Yang An obviously didn't expect that there would be an unexpected surprise just by killing Yin Zhou.

Reward? What does he need?

Of course, it is the art of life!

He has now reached the middle stage of the flesh, and the next step is the late stage of the flesh.

But if he didn't find the right life art in advance, no matter how much he improved his cultivation, he would still be stuck in the middle stage of flesh.

So the life art is the most important.

"If Master can let me choose a magic, it would be great."

Yang An answered immediately.

"Magic? Why are you obsessed with magic? Don't you understand the principle that if you don't specialize in magic, you will be harmed by it?"

In this world, magic is not the more the better. It is precisely because of various cruel costs that if you practice too many magic, you will put yourself in danger.

This is not a good thing for any cultivator.

If you can practice a magic to a sufficiently proficient level, the power under specialization and the less cost you bear, it is the most suitable practice method for cultivators.

"The method I practice needs to rely on enough magic to improve my cultivation."

Yang An did not say the name of his own method, but explained it this way.

The solution to the Mysterious Dao came from the Diyi Fa Tablet. He had not figured out the origin of the Diyi Fa Tablet, so he naturally had to keep it secret.

Although he also knew that the fewer and more refined the magic, the better, that was for others.

For him, the more things that could purify and eliminate the cost, the better.

But he didn't expect that the old man Zhuan Yu frowned when he heard Yang An's answer.

"A technique that relies on magic to improve? I didn't expect that such an ancient practice method is still circulating in this era. You have taken a fork in the road that cannot be turned back."

"..."

Ancient practice method?

Yang An keenly caught this keyword and was very puzzled.

How is the solution to the Mysterious Dao related to the ancient times?

Could it be that this kind of practice has long been eliminated in this era?

Originally, because of his satisfaction with Yang An, Zhuan Yu was in a very good mood, but when he heard that Yang An's practice method was an ancient one, he couldn't help but restrain his smile.

When practicing a method, one can only go one way to the end. Even as a cultivator, he has no way to do it. Once a method is practiced, it cannot be changed.

Since he has practiced such a method, it means that the price and danger that Yang An needs to bear will be more complicated and terrifying than ordinary cultivators. This is not a good thing.

However, since Yang An has made a decision, he did not stop him.

"This is a golden evil order, which can open the entrance to the Golden Thread River. In the Golden Thread River, there are various spells and various cultivation methods accumulated by my Golden Thread Pavilion for countless years. This order can only be used once, and you can only choose one of them. Be careful!"

Old Man Zhuan Yu handed over a palm-sized jade token from his hand.

"Thank you, Master!"

Yang An happily took it, and the information about this thing suddenly appeared in front of him.

He just glanced at it roughly, confirmed that this thing was consistent with what Old Man Zhuan Yu said, and then put it into the meat burial talisman.

"Two months, you only have two months left, prepare early and don't slack off."

Old Man Zhuan Yu seemed to have lost interest. After reminding Yang An, he left immediately.

"Yes!"

Seeing that Old Man Zhuan Yu's figure suddenly faded and disappeared, Yang An fell to the ground all of a sudden.

Countless golden lights crawled on his body like ants, constantly entering and exiting his body. Yang An rolled on the ground, his face showing an uncontrollable pain.

Acting should be done in full. Although Old Man Zhuan Yu had left, he might still be spying on him.

This was the time when his "price" broke out, so this process had to be followed just in case.

Until a stick of incense had passed, cold sweat had soaked Yang An's clothes, his whole face became extremely pale, and his lips turned purple.

Fortunately, the "price" had disappeared, and the broken flesh and blood on his body were recovering quickly.

Yang An finally took a breath, dragged his exhausted body, and walked towards the quiet room on the second floor.

Two months is not too much, but not too little either. However, things that need to be prepared in advance must be prepared.