Martial Boss Chapter 652

In the early morning, the sun shines through the windowpane.

Qing Yu slowly opens his eyes and separates his folded hands. In his hands, a layer of greyish white powder was quietly piled up on his palms.

“It is surprising that maintaining the cultivation of the Golden Bell Shroud and the Six Gods Skill at the same time consumes so much.” Qing Yu looked at the powder in his hands with some surprise.

Another relic had been written off, clearly because he couldn’t carry all the relics, he had picked three of the more powerful ones.

But this relic was depleting even faster than the previous one.

“The Six Gods Skill, no, I should say the Six Gods Skill of Extreme Bliss, it’s worthy of being modified by the Brahmin Protector.”

Qing Yu had originally thought that this ‘Six Divine Secrets of Ultimate Bliss’ was just not authentic enough to be called an evil path by the orthodox Buddhist sect. But he did not expect that the truly evil aspect of the “Six Gods of Ultimate Bliss Technique” still lay in its ability to quickly refine itself with the help of Buddhist treasures.

For example, the relic in Qing Yu’s hand had turned into ashes so quickly because it had been sucked up by the “Six Gods of Ultimate Bliss Technique”.

In this way, it seems that perhaps the powerful cultivation of Mahāyā also had a factor in drawing energy from the Buddha’s soldiers. If there was a factor for this, there would be an explanation for Mahāyā’s subsequent whitewashing and conversion to Buddhism.

Is it that easy to absorb the energy of the Buddha’s army as pa*sed down by the Buddha? It would be better to be an old golden boy under my throne.

I got up and stretched my muscles and bones, and the sound of crackling and snapping was unmistakable. “At least, Qing Yu felt that his power had improved a lot more.

The relics that were turned into ashes were at least at the level of a Daoist Jindan 8, but Qing Yu had absorbed and refined all of them.

This was really no less than a heavenly treasure.

”Sure enough, the relics of the Buddhist sect are for people to use.” This thought flashed through Qing Yu’s mind once again.

There was genuinely not much difference between these Buddhist relics and the artificial true pills Zhang Xuanji was researching, and Qing Yu felt that if Zhang Xuanji wasn’t afraid of being crossed over into the Buddhist sect, he might use this to push his research forward again by a large step.

“Daozi, would you like to have breakfast?” Outside the door came the greeting of the Little Daoist Priest of Noonday.

To have breakfast, naturally, was not necessary. Daozi Tai Shang was so high and cold, he must have taken the pills directly to clear his stomach. But on the part of Tai Chen Palace it was impossible not to ask. What if Daozi wanted to have breakfast?

So, the noon intention came.

This was also Qing Yu’s chance to ask him questions.

“Did anything happen last night?” Qing Yu’s voice came out.

Outside the door, Wu Yi looked suddenly in a trance and slowly said, “No movement was found in the sects, and no enemy attacked.”

The so-called enemies were naturally the people of the Blood Demon Sect. Yesterday’s Daoist Conference had been going on all day, but no one from the Blood Demon Sect had come to make a scene, which was really a bit odd.

Today, after hearing that the Blood Demon Cult had not attacked at night, the oddity was even greater.

The day before yesterday, there were still people coming to attack, and the blood shed was hardly washed away, but yesterday it was suddenly gone. Is this how the Blood Demon Cult has conceded?

“You go down.” Qing Yu said.

Outside the door, Wu Yi once again returned to normal and said respectfully, “Then I will leave.”

After Wu Yi left, Qing Yu took a few steps back and forth, trying to rely on his powerful brain to make up the plans of all parties, but in the end, he came up empty-handed.

It could not be helped that all the foxes were elite and no one was less capable than the others. Even the seemingly impulsive Tian Yang is an old fox who has lived for many years, and his calculations are not necessarily less than those of others.

All things are learned, and human emotions are written.

Apart from being born with wisdom, it is also essential to accumulate it later in life. The longer you live, the more you see, the more your wisdom will increase.

Like Qingyu, the reason why he has been so calculating and able to do what others cannot is that apart from his open-mindedness, the experience he has gained through more than 30 years of hardship is also indispensable.

It was also because of the experience of more than fifty years in his two lives combined that had brought this young man, who had the appearance of being in his twenties, all the way to this point.

Those at the Tong Shen realm had not lived any shorter than Qing Yu, and even though some of them looked middle-aged or even young, they were actually over fifty years old.

After living for so many years, even a pig should have become enlightened, not to mention the proudly gifted people who had cultivated to the Tong Shen realm.

In terms of experience, none of them were as shallow as Qing Yu. Even if their minds were not as open and constructive as Qing Yu’s, they all had their own wisdom.

When fighting with these old foxes, it is impossible not to turn your mind around seven or eight times.

“Long Hu Mountain, Pure Yang Palace, Luo Fu Palace, Divine Heavenly Path, and the True Martial Sect, they each have their own plans and their own channels, compared to them, I only seem to be a Sh*t-stirring stick.” Qing Yu said with some tears and laughter.

Anyway, these sects either had nothing to do with him or had a grudge against him, so Qing Yu thought he might as well find a chance to stir up Sh*t from time to time, or at least make those guys with grudges unhappy.

But doing so is a bit risky, and you can’t break your persona, you have to find the right opportunity.

Thinking somewhat casually, Qing Yu suddenly explored his hand and his true qi swept out.

It was like a whirlwind, breaking through the window and sucking in something outside.

“A mechanism?”

Qing Yu withdrew his true qi from his hand and sucked the object into his hand.

It was a bird-shaped mechanism, made of wood throughout. Judging from the turning of the joints and the polishing on the surface, the maker of this bird organ was a skilled organist.

“I remember ——” Qing Yu made a thoughtful face, “I don’t think there are any sects in the jianghu at the moment that specialise in organs.”

The last sect specializing in concealed weaponry, the Thousand Machine Pavilion, was also extinguished decades ago. If there is any place in the world today where a large number of organists still exist, it is only ——

“Jixia Palace, the Mo family.” Qing Yu spat out a few words.

I remembered that when I was participating in the literary competition for the position in the Mountain River Academy, I had encountered the Mo family’s organists. However, at that time, the machine men were all made by the Mo family’s children who took wood and made them in a hurry, so they did not show much use and could only act as meat shields.

If there were enough materials, the power of the machineries would have been considerable. Every year, the military department of the Grand Qian court spends a lot of money to buy machine tools and weapons specifically for martial artists from the Mo family.

For example, the Astral Breaking Arrow is a product of the Mo family. With it in hand, an Innate Realm martial artist could be surrounded and killed by a group of Houtian Realm martial artists. It was rumoured that the Mo family had once researched the secret technique of completely combining a martial artist’s divine sense with a machine man in an attempt to achieve an alternative immortality.

Qing Yu withdrew his somewhat scattered thoughts, and with a slight force in his hand, he crushed the well-made organ bird. The fragmented parts fell to the ground and a small wooden cylinder remained in Qing Yu’s hand.

“The organ bird is sending a message, who is it?”

Qing Yu unplugged the stopper of the small wooden tube and poured out the notes rolled up inside.