Chapter 168: The Divine Technique Turns Once

  Yang Feng heard that the Nine Turns of the Mysterious Skill was so powerful, he naturally wanted to learn it very much. However, when Chi Zheng told Yang Feng about the history of the Wu tribe, Chi Zheng had mentioned the great war between the Wu and Yao tribes before, knowing that there were contradictions between the two tribes. Now, Yang Feng had taken in the Yao king and his hundreds of people, which made him unsure what to do. In the end, he still confessed this matter to Chi Zheng.

  After listening to Yang Feng's words about the Demon King, he let out a long sigh and said, "If you can help them, then help them. To be honest, both our Witch Clan and their Demon Clan are pitiful people. In the past, they were also the main characters of the Honghuang world, ruling the entire sky of the Honghuang world. Although our Witch Clan's strength greatly declined after the Great War between Witches and Demons, their Demon Clan was even more miserable. Our Witch Clan's greatest enemy is still the Human Clan's Xuan Yuan. He defeated my father with the help of the Heavenly Gods and then wanted to exterminate our entire clan. If it weren't for the reappearance of Lord Xing Tian, who had gone missing early on, we would have been wiped out by then. Alas, if Lord Xing Tian were still here, our Witch Clan wouldn't be in this state either."

  Yang Feng listened to Chi Zheng and didn't get angry because he had taken in the Demon King, so he felt at ease. He then wanted to start learning the Nine Turns of the Mysterious Skill from Chi Zheng. Chi Zheng looked at Yang Feng's anxious appearance, smiled slightly, and walked to the front of the Wu Gate. With both hands grasping downwards, he exerted some force, and Yang Feng saw that the massive stone gate weighing tens of thousands of catties was easily lifted by Chi Zheng.

  Watching Chi Zheng lift the massive stone gate, Yang Feng's eyes widened in extreme surprise. He couldn't believe that his frail grandfather had such great strength. Looking at Chi Zheng effortlessly lifting the tens of thousands of pounds of giant stone gate with a carefree expression, Yang Feng was stunned and wondered if he could do it himself, the answer being a definite no!

  Yang Feng is now in the late stage of Jindan, and his body, which has been transformed by the Jiuli Sacred Blood, is also very powerful. His body can easily withstand gravity that is hundreds of times stronger than normal, but he still can't lift this massive stone door that weighs tens of thousands of catties as effortlessly as Yang Feng did. Yang Feng shouted in his heart, "Is this really the power that the fourth turn of the Jiuzhuan Xuan Gong possesses?!" It's truly too powerful! Looking at the power displayed by Chi Zheng, Yang Feng is already a bit impatient to learn the Jiuzhuan Xuan Gong.

  After Chi Zheng lifted the massive stone gate, he motioned for Yang Feng to hurry in. Yang Feng saw this and quickly walked towards the inside of the stone gate, while Chi Zheng put the massive stone gate back down after Yang Feng entered. After entering the stone gate, Yang Feng found that the space inside was even more enormous than the outer cave, and in this vast space, there were only twelve giant statues over a hundred meters high. The materials used to make these statues were unknown, emitting a pale blue glow that illuminated the entire space with a dreamy feeling.

  Yang Feng looked up at the statue of the god and saw that under the statue was engraved with information about which ancestor witch this statue was, what kind of abilities this ancestor witch had. The statue was a six-legged four-winged figure, and underneath it was engraved that this was Zu Wu Emperor Jiang, the ancestor witch of space and speed, meaning that Ancestor Witch Emperor Jiang was born able to control space, and his speed was the fastest in the entire Hong Huang world!

  Next is the god image of a bird body and human face, riding on two divine dragons. This is Zu Wu Jumang, who is the ancestor of wood, born with the ability to control wooden attributes. Then there is Gonggong, the ancestor of water, Zhu Rong, the ancestor of fire, Zang Xiu, the ancestor of gold, Sheng Jiuyin, the ancestor of time, Qiang Liang, the ancestor of thunder, and She Bi Shi, the ancestor of weather. Although these ancestors' images look strange to Yang Feng, it's not hard to see how powerful they once were!

  The ancestral witch's statue stood quietly in the entire space, and the faint blue light emanating from the statue made this place a bit more solemn while being somewhat dreamy. Yang Feng followed Chi Zheng to worship one statue after another, until they stopped at the statue of Zu Wu Hou Tu.

  Yang Feng worshiped the ancestral witch's statue, while secretly admiring their powerful abilities in his heart, he was thinking about a question. These ancestral witches were born with the ability to manipulate one kind of power, wasn't this similar to the abilities of Di Zhi and Huo Lie from the National Security Bureau?! Could it be that these ancestral witches also had a bloodline legacy?!

  After worshiping all the gods, Yang Feng asked Chi Zheng out of his own doubts, "Do you know if the ancestors left any blood behind?!"

  Chi Zheng listened to Yang Feng's sudden question and was stunned for a moment, then immediately asked Yang Feng, "What?! Have you encountered other people with the Wu tribe's bloodline?! The ancestral witches naturally left behind their bloodlines. In fact, our Jiuli Wu tribe is just one of the fire god Zhu Rong's descendants. I have been searching for the bloodlines of other ancestral witches for tens of millions of years and haven't found any. Have you found them?! Tell me quickly, where are they?!"

  Yang Feng looked at Chi Zheng's excited appearance and told him about Huo Lie's abilities. Who knew that after Chi Zheng heard, he became extremely excited and said to Yang Feng, "That's right, they are the descendants of the Wu tribe, they have such abilities, it is precisely because of the awakening of the Wu tribe blood in their bodies!"

  Yang Feng listened to Chi Zheng's affirmative words and said to him, "Hmm, now I'm their captain. When there's a chance in the future, I'll bring them to meet you."

  Chī Zhèng nodded in agreement after hearing Yang Feng's words, his face filled with joy. His own grandson had brought him so many surprises, and he had been searching for a long time for the descendants of other ancestral witches, but to no avail. Yet, his own grandson had encountered them so easily, it seemed that the hope of the witch tribe's resurgence might indeed be realized through him!

  Chī Zhèng walked in with a smile on his face, continuing to lead Yáng Fēng inside. Behind the twelve ancestral witch god statues was a massive stone wall, which recorded the entire contents of the Jiǔ Zhuàn Xuán Gōng. Chī Zhèng naturally remembered all the contents of the Jiǔ Zhuàn Xuán Gōng and could recite them to Yáng Fēng. However, he brought Yáng Fēng into this stone gate to see the recorded Jiǔ Zhuàn Xuán Gōng on the stone wall because the inheritance method of the Jiǔ Zhuàn Xuán Gōng was not something that could be passed down through oral recitation alone; it had to be done in front of this stone wall.

  It is said that the nine-turn Xuan Gong on this stone wall was carved by the twelve ancestor witches, condensing all the ancestors' understanding of the nine-turn Xuan Gong. Only by passing down the nine-turn Xuan Gong here can one obtain the most complete and profound content of the nine-turn Xuan Gong, so Chi Zheng brought Yang Feng to come here.

  The witch tribe's script had been taught to Yang Feng a long time ago, and he was asked by the witch to observe the nine-turns profound art on the stone wall by himself, and to memorize its contents carefully. The content of the nine-turns profound art wasn't very long, and with Yang Feng's memory, it didn't take him long to remember everything. However, Yang Feng was afraid that he might have missed something, so he looked at it again from the beginning. But when he watched the content of the nine-turns profound art on the stone wall for a second time, Yang Feng felt a very special feeling.

  When Yang Feng looked at it for the second time, he felt that when he was looking at the contents of the Nine Revolutions Mystical Art, he was like a shooting star, speeding through different spaces at an unbelievable speed. When he looked at it for the third time, Yang Feng felt that the words on the stone wall were like towering trees full of life force. The fourth time, he felt the tenderness of water, and the fifth time, he felt the fervor of fire! Every time Yang Feng looked at the contents of the Nine Revolutions Mystical Art, he had a different feeling. When Yang Feng finished looking at it for the twelfth time and felt that every word of the Nine Revolutions Mystical Art was as thick as the earth, Yang Feng involuntarily sat down in a cross-legged position and began to cultivate the Nine Revolutions Mystical Art.

  Chi Zheng saw Yang Feng wanting to cultivate after reading the contents of Jiu Zhuan Xuan Gong, and suddenly felt that Yang Feng was too reckless. The cultivation of Jiu Zhuan Xuan Gong had requirements, and if one didn't meet those requirements before cultivating, it would pose a danger to their life. Just as Chi Zheng wanted to stop Yang Feng, he suddenly saw black demonic energy surging out from Yang Feng's body, enveloping him. Then, from the ground of this space, thin strands of purple energy also began to emerge and surge towards Yang Feng's body. Seeing this situation, Chi Zheng knew that he could no longer stop Yang Feng, so he could only stand by and protect Yang Feng with his magic.

  Yang Feng has now entered a very mysterious state, in which he involuntarily began to cultivate the Nine Turns of the Mysterious Skill. The two necessary conditions for cultivating the Nine Turns of the Mysterious Skill were also met by Yang Feng. Firstly, his body could withstand the transformation brought about by the Nine Turns of the Mysterious Skill. Yang Feng's body had already undergone a transformation due to the Jiuli Shengxue, and he initially possessed the physique of an ancient shaman tribe, so withstanding the transformation of the Nine Turns of the Mysterious Skill was not a problem. Secondly, it required a vast amount of spiritual energy, which was also met, as Yang Feng had stored an enormous amount of demonic energy in his body when rescuing Bai Qi and Zhao Kuo from their predicament, just enough to support the transformation of the Nine Turns of the Mysterious Skill on Yang Feng's body.

  In addition, the purple gas that emerged from the ground in this space was none other than the true dragon purple gas. However, this true dragon purple gas was the true dragon purple gas of the Yangtze River Dragon Vein, and because Yang Feng was cultivating here, it was triggered by the true dragon purple gas in his body, which happened to be just right for supporting the Nine Turns Mysterious Skill's transformation of Yang Feng's body.

  The Nine Revolutions of the Mysterious Merit is a specialized cultivation for the body. When it starts to revolve, Yang Feng's skeleton and flesh are instantly disintegrated by the spiritual energy of the Nine Revolutions, his skeleton turns into granular form in an instant, and the flesh inside his body can't be distinguished at all, completely fusing together!

  Although all this was done in an instant, the immense pain was not something that ordinary people could bear. Yang Feng had thought that the pain he suffered last time in the Blood Pool was already the most painful in the world, but the pain brought by the Nine Turns of the Mysterious Skill was thousands and millions of times more severe than that!

  Yang Feng really wanted to pass out, that must be a very happy thing, but his spirit in that mysterious state was exceptionally clear, and the physical sensation was several times more acute than usual. In this way, Yang Feng could only grit his teeth and persist with the pain his body endured!

  The vast and boundless demonic energy, along with the constantly surging True Dragon Purple Energy into Yang Feng's body, was repeatedly flushed by the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Technique, making Yang Feng's body stronger with each passing moment. Gradually, Yang Feng began to adapt to that pain, the sensation of which was no longer as intense, and eventually, he became numb to it.

  The Nine Revolutions of the Mysterious Merit were still in operation, and he didn't know how long it had been. When all the demonic energy in Yang Feng's body was exhausted, and the true dragon purple gas no longer gushed out from the ground, Yang Feng's body shook and he woke up. At this time, he was delighted to discover that his Nine Revolutions of the Mysterious Merit had already reached the realm of transformation!