Chapter 21 Possession

"He must have lived a very long time."

In this cycle of thirty-three hours being yin and thirty-three hours being yang, Fang Nian and Qing Qing decided to stop comparing the number of days that had passed with the actual flow of time.

A day is spent in a cycle of yin and yang.

Ten days later, Fang Nian and Qingqing realized that perhaps the old man's martial arts techniques would never be repeated.

There are two possibilities.

First, this old monster from the Witch Demon Palace has lived for a very long time and has learned far too many techniques; he could never finish practicing them all.

Secondly, the old demon god of this Witch Demon Palace is a true demon god, not an ordinary demon cultivator; he has already approached the Dao! Of course, one cannot analyze immortals and gods from a human perspective, for human power has its limits, but gods do not.

Either way, it's enough to show that the martial arts he practiced were absolutely incredibly powerful among ordinary cultivators.

Therefore, Fang Nian and Qingqing's strategy remains unchanged.

Continue learning.

Yin and Yang alternate.

In the blink of an eye, thirty-three days have passed.

When Fang Nian got up for the thirty-fourth time, she suddenly felt weak.

After getting up, Fang Nian was surprised to find that her sleep had not restored the fatigue left over from the last shift.

Sleeping is no longer a good way to relieve fatigue.

He looked at the demon god; it seemed he wouldn't be able to learn everything today.

But at this moment, the old monster sat cross-legged on the ground.

Fang Nian looked at Qingqing: "?"

Qingqing nodded: "After the time was up this time, he stopped practicing martial arts and started cultivating demonic energy. It seems like I can sense the circulation of his demonic energy."

Fang Nian lowered her head and thought for a moment, then looked up and said, "Learn!"

Why not learn the secret technique for circulating demonic energy, even though you've learned all the moves?

As for which technique and which type of demonic energy can work together, that's a matter for later.

Learn it first, then we'll talk about it.

The longer Fang Nian studied, the more he realized that this demon god was not just a boast. He was probably one of the strongest people in the world when he was alive. It was only through the combined efforts of all the strongest people in the world that he was able to be sealed away.

The things he unconsciously revealed during his cultivation after closing off his five senses were certainly not simple.

Since that's the case, then let's learn!

Fang Nian sat in front of the demon god, looking at his horns and wings, and closed his eyes to begin circulating demonic energy.

Sensing the movement of the demon god's demonic energy, Fang Nian tried to circulate it in accordance with the instructions.

But Fang Nian forgot one thing: he and the demon god were sitting opposite each other, which was a mirror image. The circulation of demonic energy should be symmetrical around the axis.

Fang Nian opened his eyes, looked at the Demon God, then at himself, confirming that his and the Demon God's energy circulation paths corresponded perfectly: "If in the next reincarnation, he can combine techniques and mental cultivation methods, that would be perfect."

"Although I understand every move, the world's strongest person's understanding is definitely far superior to mine. My understanding is at best passable; how could it possibly compare to the standard answer?"

"Only by seeing him actually combine and use real Taoist techniques, swordsmanship, and knife skills can one truly learn an astonishing skill."

"What I'm learning right now is at best a semi-divine skill, a semi-divine skill."

While cultivating, Fang Nian couldn't help but think about the future.

The story of Zhao Pu governing the country with half of the Analects illustrates that initiative is still crucial in getting things done.

If I use Fang Nian properly, even with the half-secret techniques of the world's strongest, I can still dominate the world.

"It seems this is Fang Nian's secret weapon for dominating the world in the future."

Fang Nian opened his eyes to confirm the path of the demonic energy circulation again. After confirming that it was correct, he closed his eyes and continued to circulate it: "As this demonic energy circulates, there is a feeling of continuous water ripples. It seems to be matched with the sword technique of rowing a boat in the waves before."

Fang Nian was matching the moves in his mind. He felt that although the moves looked strange after matching, the power he deduced was enormous.

With a single sword move, the earth was stirred up like waves. Although he was also on a boat, and the move made it impossible to distinguish friend from foe, he could still adapt to the situation while he was on a boat. But if his opponent fell into the water, wouldn't he be doomed?

Fang Nian admired his own extraordinary comprehension, having actually found the true essence among so many moves and techniques!

After practicing for a while, Fang Nian was matched with another move.

This time, with a single move, both friend and foe will perish!

Fang Nian snapped out of his deduction in horror: "Damn the Demonic Sect, they're ruthless! They used themselves as firewood! To be used as a crematorium for the enemy, that's too outrageous! This move should be sealed away and not used unless absolutely necessary."

"Huh, this move is even more bizarre... Why is it flying headfirst... I get it, this is the 'Dangling Flight Technique,' just like Zhang Guolao riding a donkey backwards in ancient times, and the Demonic Sect also has an old demon who flies by exhaling air from his mouth!"

This time, after 33 hours of cultivation, my soul wasn't as tired, but my mind started to feel fatigued.

After all, they think too much.

Qingqing and Fang Nian exchanged glances and discovered that the Demon God was always practicing his skills and had no intention of practicing any moves.

Their thinking became increasingly muddled and sluggish, and they grew increasingly tired.

This torment is not physical pain, but the feeling of being overwhelmed and suffocated by countless things.

And so it went on for another thirty-three days.

Both of them were almost at their breaking point.

The Martial Ancestor stood up again and began to demonstrate his martial arts.

Fang Nian gritted her teeth and persevered, but in an instant she felt the pain of being pierced by a thousand arrows.

"As expected of the Demonic Sect, their martial arts are starting to harm themselves."

But if you can't endure the hardship of training, you'll have to endure the pain of having your gallbladder pierced by a knife.

Fang Nian recalled her daughter's giggling laughter and gritted her teeth as she began to practice with the Martial Ancestor.

Gradually, Fang Nian sensed that something was wrong.

During the exchange, Fang Nian asked, "Qingqing, do you think this could be a trap?"

Qingqing thought for a moment: "You think there's a problem?"

Fang Nian: "When we first started practicing, we only felt tired, but we could recover after each sleep."

"Then gradually, sleeping no longer restored that feeling of fatigue."

"Then my thinking started to stagnate and I became unable to think clearly."

"The pain then became increasingly intense."

"Is it possible that soon we'll be in so much pain that we can't sleep properly, and thus won't be able to hand over the shift anymore, falling into a deep sleep, losing to him, and being successfully possessed?"

Qingqing thought for a moment and shook her head: "I don't think so."

"If he had been consciously setting a trap, he would have discovered that we were actually two people who could take turns sleeping, and he would have died instantly with his Dao heart shattered."

Fang Nian thought for a moment and nodded: "That's right. Although his cultivation level is high, his soul has become so weak after being suppressed for so long. If he doesn't close his five senses, he probably won't be able to hold on for so long."

After confirming that the other party was not pretending to close their five senses to set a trap, Fang Nian fell into a deep sleep, and Qingqing began to cultivate her inner strength with the Martial Ancestor.

Yin and Yang alternate, one day, two days, three days.

A whole month has passed just like that.

Every nine cycles, the Martial Ancestor would begin practicing martial arts, and after another nine cycles, he would begin practicing internal energy cultivation.

Fang Nianqing was getting more and more tired as she took turns with her boyfriend.

My body was so exhausted that it felt like it was being squeezed by a heavy object, and my soul felt like it was starting to shrivel up, like a sponge being squeezed tightly.

In another alternation, Fang Nian followed the Martial Ancestor to practice his skills.

This time, Martial Ancestor's technique was a bit strange. When he circulated his technique, his body trembled and blood seeped from his mouth.

Fang Nian thought for a moment, then gritted her teeth and followed.

Fortune favors the bold.

"This dangerous and profound skill must be learned!"

As Fang Nian cultivated, he vaguely felt his eyelids getting heavy and began to close his eyes.

But then, as if remembering to open his eyes, he strained to open them.

But in her ears, a seductive, demonic voice rang out: "Sleep, sleep. Only after you fall asleep can you cultivate this demonic art. Once you master it, you will be invincible..."

Fang Nian closed her eyes when she thought that if she were invincible, no one could hurt her daughter anymore.

As Fang Nian closed his eyes, Wu Zu opened them. He grinned and spat out another mouthful of blood: "Nearly a hundred days without sleep or rest, even I can't take it anymore."

"I never imagined there were actually two of you. Now that you're both asleep, that body belongs to me."

"A demonic soul descends, the nine stars align... possession!"

In the sky, nine stars are aligned in a line, their rays connecting to form a rainbow.