Immortality Path: From the Blind Man at the Pharmacy Chapter 99 - 83 84. Winter Courtyard Snow Little Taoist Temp

Chapter 99: 83, 84. Winter Courtyard Snow, Little Taoist Temple Master, he practices Hundred Strengths Hundred Forms (Big Chapter – Seeking Subscriptions)_5

Chapter 99: 83, 84. Winter Courtyard Snow, Little Taoist Temple Master, he practices Hundred Strengths Hundred Forms (Big Chapter – Seeking Subscriptions)_5

In the past six months, he had employed nearly every thod he could think of to silently grow stronger.

He deduced the “Black Dragon, Barbarian Bear, Whale’s Cry, Cleave” Four Forces into the Four Forms, evolving into the Nine Forms of the “True Form of Xuanwu.”

His divine soul left his body, completing White Cal Estate’s “Grass Sea Astonished Snake Form,” and he also secretly learned Shanhe Martial Arts Hall’s “Old Ape Moving Mountain Form,” along with Pearl Mountain Taoist Temple’s “Whale Swallowing Blue Sea Form,” integrating them into his “Gang Qi Power System.”

Although he did not reach the ultimate state of the “Xuanwu Body” in the “Force Power System,” he had already arrived at a level unimaginable to others.

As for the “Xuanwu Four Styles,” they were techniques comprehended as the forms increased.

“Thousand Hands of Pear Blossoms” was slowly deduced by Song Cheng from an ordinary Yellow Level Grade D skill “Pear Blossom Flying Needle,” first becoming “Heavy Rain Pear Blossom,” and then this “Thousand Hands of Pear Blossoms.”

His power had also grown from “189~378” five months ago to “240~480.”

Additionally, he had “781” remaining points.

Next was “increasing the likelihood of deducing Yellow Level Grade A Cultivation Techniques,” “having access to the martial hall techniques of Shanhe Martial Arts Hall and White Cal Estate,” and “referencing as many Form Realm Techniques as possible to achieve the ultimate in the ‘Xuanwu Nine Forms,’ like the ‘Xuanwu Body.'”

The 781 remaining points were enough to let him quickly reach Perfection when he advanced.

“What realm are you at, tell , say it.”

At first glance, the aloof Miss An beca both capricious and cutesy.

Song Cheng shafully replied, “Sister An, it’s really just the Form Realm.”

“Oh…”

Miss An sighed in relief and then said, “It seems your talent isn’t monstrous enough.”

Song Cheng hastily responded, “Yes, yes, Sister An, you’re right. The boy still needs to learn humbly and will not beco arrogant.”

“You’re full of it.” Miss An gave him a sharp look and said forcefully, “Be honest, what is your realm truly? I always feel like you’re not just at the Form Realm.”

Song Cheng thought for a mont and said, “Sister An, isn’t it true that others have one force, one form, right?”

Miss An contemplated and said, “As far as I know, there are also those with two forces, three forces, but two forms is rare.”

Song Cheng calmly replied, “I practice a hundred forces, a hundred forms.”

Miss An: ?????

Song Cheng raised his hand, channeling Gang Qi to two fingers.

The two fingers imdiately grew dark, but not in a lifeless, dull way, rather with the expansive darkness reminiscent of clouds drifting across a night sky, evoking the image of divine fingers against a mountain and clouds.

Within these two fingers lay the hundred forces of Xuanwu, with nine Gang Qi wrapped around the exterior.

With his two fingers joined, they surpassed any weapons Song Cheng had seen, even a chanical knife could not compare.

Thus, at this mont, he did not wield a knife, nor did he hold a shield, yet his strength data remained “240~480.”

Because his two fingers were the knife, and his palm was the shield.

Of course, there was still the issue of consumption involved, so if he could wield weapons, it was better to have a pair, but… if the enemy painstakingly knocked the weapon away or shattered it, they would discover that Song Cheng was even stronger without it.

Miss An, naturally unable to grasp the intricacies involved, gently stroked those two fingers, watching their night-sky hue, suddenly burst into laughter, and amidst the laughter, said, “My man is truly capable.”

Song Cheng withdrew his power, embracing the future mother of the child nad “Ting,” and gradually fell asleep.

Outside the window, snow fell layer upon layer.

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At the front lines, the war had already cald.

Winter approached, snow fell.

Both sides wanted to call for a truce.

Because both parties noticed that strange and chilling feeling returning again.

The Imperial Family, composed of the Divine Arms Hall and Star-Viewing Tower, had conducted extensive research on astronomical phenona.

The Imperial Family once explained the four seasons.

They said, “After winter, the human world is furthest from the sun and closest to Taiyin, hence the cold; after sumr, the human world is closest to the sun and furthest from Taiyin, hence the warmth. Spring and autumn are rely cycles between winter and sumr.”

This statent might have held little significance in previous years.

But early this year, the Ghost Tide had erged on an unprecedented scale and lasted nearly forty days!

So what about this winter?

What would this winter bring?

Often, whether it was Dashang’s army or the northern barbarians, they would stand at the edges of battlefields strewn with corpses, feeling a shiver, a chilling prickling in their hearts.

The soil, buried with countless corpses, seed to waft with a chilling gloom, black smoke curling upwards like twisted seaweed or the floating hair of a drowned victim…

The souls of heroes could not return to their native land but would form evil spirits.

This soil had beco abnormal.

Finally, both parties decided it was best to talk.

The negotiation location was set at the boundary of the battlefield between both sides—Luyu Mountain.