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156: The late Daoist Canon, the Fire God Technique

An hour later.

After eating and drinking their fill, Xie Weilou and the others left the White Jade Capital.

"Young Master, the wind and snow are heavy tonight. Let us escort you back."

Zhang Long and the others quickly offered.

Xie Weilou held an oil-paper umbrella and waved his hand, saying, "No need!"

With that, he walked forward.

It was late, the snow was heavy, and the wind was bone-chchilling.

Xie Weilou walked through the streets with his oil-paper umbrella, and with every step, a new footprint appeared on the snowy ground.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind swept over.

"......"

Xie Weilou stopped, tightened his clothes, and a Black-Robed Woman appeared before him, holding a blood-red long spear.

The person who arrived was Ye Guhong.

"It's you......"

Ye Guhong's spear pointed directly at Xie Weilou, her brows furrowed.

Xie Weilou looked at Ye Guhong in surprise and asked, confused, "This is the way back to Zhenxi Marquis Manor. Isn't it normal for me to be here?"

Ye Guhong was silent for a second, then asked, "A thief appeared in the imperial palace tonight. I pursued him all the way, but he disappeared. Did you see anyone unusual?"

Xie Weilou shook his head: "No!"

"......"

After hearing this, Ye Guhong flew away directly.

Xie Weilou smiled indifferently and continued forward.

After walking a hundred meters.

He looked towards a certain direction and said, "Get out!"

"Hmm?"

From that direction, a black-clothed figure appeared, looking somewhat surprised. He held a long saber and was filled with killing intent.

Xie Weilou said indifferently, "A mid-stage Territory Expansion Realm cultivator isn't qualified to be a thief in the imperial palace. It seems the person Marquis Ye mentioned isn't you."

The black-clothed man's tone was chilling: "You made someone lose face today, and that person offered a good price for your life."

Swoosh!

With that, he instantly lunged at Xie Weilou, his long saber slashing down fiercely, full of murderous intent.

Boom!

Xie Weilou stomped his foot, and the ice and snow transformed into a long spear, shooting out explosively.

Chirp!

The black-clothed man's glabella was instantly pierced by the long spear, blood splattering. He widened his eyes, his face filled with terror.

Xie Weilou glanced indifferently at the black-clothed man and casually squeezed.

Bang!

The black-clothed man instantly turned to dust, even the weapon in his hand disintegrated into powder, leaving only a black token on the ground.

Xie Weilou reached out his hand, and the token flew into it. He glanced at the token, on which were two characters: Black Dragon.

"Black Dragon Pavilion?"

Xie Weilou raised an eyebrow. When he had gone to the black market before, he had already killed many people from the Black Dragon Pavilion, even destroying its Pavilion Master.

Now, people from the Black Dragon Pavilion had appeared again, which was quite interesting.

Who invited the Black Dragon Pavilion to act?

Today, he had made Xie Cangxuan lose face in the Xie Family. That old fellow shouldn't do nothing.

"Old fellow, I'll let you jump around for a bit first."

Xie Weilou smiled coldly, crushed the token, and walked forward.

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Zhenxi Marquis Manor.

It was incredibly quiet.

Xie Weilou returned to his pavilion, waved his hand, and set up Restriction. He did not immediately start refining pills but instead took out the gray box Xie Bian had given him.

"The Restriction on this..."

Xie Weilou observed carefully, his brows tightly furrowed. The Restriction on the box were extremely complex. With his current level of Restriction, he still couldn't see through them and couldn't open it at all.

"To break the Restriction on it, I'll probably need to reach a Seventh-Grade Restriction Master. Third Uncle, Third Uncle, what exactly did you give me?"

Xie Weilou thought to himself. If it required a Seventh-Grade Restriction Master to break the Restriction on it, the item inside was definitely extraordinary.

Perhaps when Xie Bian gave him this item, he never intended for him to open it...

He put away the metal box.

Xie Weilou took out the spirit brush and a piece of precious jade. He muttered to himself, "Before, I could engrave Sixth-Grade Restriction due to the power of Demon Hand and forcibly squeezing my soul power. Now, let's see if I can engrave Sixth-Grade Restriction runes without the power of Demon Hand..."

He immediately tried.

In a flash.

Three sticks of incense later, Xie Weilou's forehead was covered in cold sweat, and the hand holding the spirit brush trembled. Without the power of Demon Hand, the power of a mere mid-stage Dao Repository cultivator was still insufficient to support engraving Sixth-Grade Restriction runes.

As for soul power, with the increase in cultivation, it had improved somewhat, allowing him to barely sustain it.

Bang!

Suddenly, the precious jade in Xie Weilou's hand shattered.

"My soul power can barely sustain it, but the spiritual energy in my body can't... It seems I need to continue improving my cultivation."

Xie Weilou raised an eyebrow. He put away the spirit brush and took out all the spiritual herbs on him. He still had over forty thousand-year-old spiritual herbs. Consuming all of them should bring some improvement.

He introspected his five internal organs. His heart and liver had already turned golden-yellow, appearing unfathomable and exuding a powerful aura. Next were the spleen, lungs, and kidneys.

"Refining the spleen..."

Xie Weilou waved his hand, and these spiritual herbs instantly transformed into powerful forces. He circulated the Nirvana Sutra, frantically devouring the power of the spiritual herbs.

Boom!

A powerful force surged into his body. The surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth, under the mobilization of the Nirvana Sutra, continuously surged towards him, enveloping him.

The power entered his body and, under the mobilization of the Nirvana Sutra, surged towards his spleen, continuously refining it.

The Heart God Repository belongs to fire and governs bloodlines; the Liver God Repository belongs to wood, stores blood, and opens to the eyes; the Spleen God Repository belongs to earth, governs the blood, circulation, and limbs.

Refining the Spleen God Repository can enhance muscle strength, greatly increase the strength of the limbs, and also increase blood flow, allowing spiritual energy to circulate smoothly throughout the body.

Boom!

A powerful force injected into the spleen, frantically refining it. The Spleen God Repository was like a container, continuously devouring spiritual energy. The blood-red spleen's color changed, perhaps eventually becoming golden-yellow like the heart and liver...

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Morning.

Rumble!

A roaring sound came from within Xie Weilou's body. His Spleen God Repository had already turned golden-yellow.

At this moment, he only felt completely comfortable. His qi and blood circulated incredibly smoothly, and the power within his body surged frantically through his meridians. With the cooperation of the Heart God Repository, his qi and blood overflowed, like a vast river of blood, immensely powerful.

"Late-stage Dao Repository Realm."

Xie Weilou smiled indifferently.

Refining so many thousand-year-old spiritual medicines only resulted in a breakthrough of one minor realm. This speed was not fast, but it was not bad either.

The golden spleen's consumption of power was extremely abnormal, far beyond what ordinary cultivators could achieve by refining their God Repositories.

He stood up and stretched his limbs. The strength in his limbs had increased significantly. He took a step, and afterimages appeared, his speed skyrocketing.

"Next, I'll try cultivating the Leaving Fire Divine Skill."

Xie Weilou sat down again. To refine pills, ordinary fire naturally wouldn't suffice. The Leaving Fire Divine Skill was a fire control technique that could also transform spiritual energy into pill fire.

He followed the instructions of the Leaving Fire Divine Skill, circulating and compressing the true essence within his body.

Om!

After several attempts, a palm-sized flame suddenly appeared in Xie Weilou's hand.

"I truly am a genius. I succeeded so quickly."

Xie Weilou smiled.

However, the temperature of this flame was not yet sufficient to meet the standard for pill refining. He continued to mobilize spiritual energy, constantly increasing the flame's temperature...

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