Chapter Fourteen: The Unparalleled Divine Techniques (Two)

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  "Who did it? I didn't see clearly, anyway, he was quite tall and drew his sword very quickly." The old beggar said with a hazy gaze, as if recalling something. However, with his eyesight, he could only see the person's height and the weapon they used.

  What kind of answer is this! In the holy city, there are countless masters, and those who use swords are even more numerous. It seems that in the eyes of Yifeng and the old beggar, everyone has a high head. The old beggar's answer had almost no directionality.

  "Don't worry, I'll definitely get to the bottom of this." Yifeng saw that the old beggar's breathing was getting weaker and weaker, knowing that he might not be able to hold on for much longer, so in order to let him leave with peace of mind, he spoke out to guarantee.

  The old beggar didn't say another word, or perhaps he was too weak to make a sound. He lifted his trembling, blood-stained hand and rummaged through his chest for a while before pulling out three books.

  The pages were also dyed red with blood, and the words on the cover had become blurred.

  In a moment of carelessness from Yi Feng, the old beggar had already closed his eyes and his heart had stopped beating.

  "Old madman, old madman..." Yi Feng shook the old beggar's body a few times, but the old beggar had no reaction at all. For some reason, perhaps influenced by human emotions that were sensitive and fragile, Yi Feng actually left behind two lines of hot tears.

  He picked up the three books, Yi Feng carried the old beggar's body on his back, and as soon as the sky was slightly bright and the city gate had just opened, he left the city. His actions were naturally seen by the soldiers guarding the city gate, but no one stopped him either.

  In the wilderness outside the city, Yi Feng spent nearly two hours digging a big pit. This big pit would be the final resting place of the old beggar. After burying the old beggar's body, the sun was about to reach its peak in the sky.

  After kowtowing, Yifeng said to the simple and lonely grave: "Old madman, although this place is not as good as the royal mausoleum, it was also built by me for you. You don't have to be polite, these three broken books will serve as my labor cost. I'm letting you off cheap, farewell!"

  After finishing, Yifeng wiped away the tears on his face and left quietly. Without going to Shengjing City, Yifeng stopped to rest in a forest covered with snow, and also began to flip through the three books.

  Among the three books, two of them had bloodstains wiped off and could faintly see the book titles, which were "North Ming Shen Gong" and "Floating Zero Swordsmanship". As for the third book, no matter how hard you looked, you couldn't see any words on the cover, or maybe there were no words on the cover at all.

  Yi Feng first opened "North Ming Shen Gong", but the introduction inside made him speechless. This was completely a fake, and apart from boasting, there were no cultivation methods or techniques inside. This made Yi Feng lose confidence in the other two books as well. It was reasonable to think that way - how could an ordinary old beggar possibly have real martial arts secrets? Even if he did, it would only be the skills of the mundane world's martial arts community, and wouldn't have much effect on cultivating the Tao or refining one's true nature.

  Although lacking in interest, Yi Feng remembered the serious look of the old beggar before his death and still patiently opened "The Drifting Sword Technique". This time it did not disappoint Yi Feng too much. The book indeed recorded a set of elegant and agile sword techniques, which were for secular warriors to practice, and was not some sort of cultivation technique.

  However, the third book, which was also the one without a title, had content that gave Yi Feng some comfort. Although he only roughly flipped through it, he saw words like "Foundation Building", "Merging" and "Golden Elixir". This book may not be an extremely powerful cultivation method, but for Yi Feng, who was still a novice, it was precious enough.

  Considering this, Yi Feng who had made up his mind to cultivate the true way, did not look at "North Ming Shen Gong" and "Piao Ling Jian Fa" again. Instead, he focused on reading this nameless book with a serious expression.

  This book records the process of a mortal cultivating to the Golden Elixir stage. It includes his life experiences and the main character's cultivation method, "The Volume of Inquiring into the Dao". In "The Volume of Inquiring into the Dao", it meticulously describes the cultivation processes of foundation building, fusion, and golden elixir stages as well as the situations that will be encountered.

  "The Volume of Inquiring into the Dao" is actually a summary of a basic cultivation path, and it's also the most needed guidance for Yi Feng right now.