Extreme Martial Arts Modifier

Lin Yu's room.

As soon as Lin Yu returned to the room, he began to study the fragments of "True Body Art".

After just reading it once, he already had several ideas in his mind, and now after careful study, the ideas in his mind became more and more mature.

However, good memory is not as good as bad writing. No matter how perfect your mind is, you have to write it down on paper to have an intuitive feeling.

Lin Yu asked Wan'er to prepare the four treasures of the study, and while looking at the fragments of "True Body Art" thinking, he recorded all the ideas that appeared in his mind.

After a while, a thick stack of paper was piled up in front of him.

A total of twelve cultivation methods of "True Body Art" have been sorted out.

"Try them one by one and see if you get it right."

Lin Yu took the top three pieces of paper, looked at the mental formula derived from the paper, and tried it.

As the saying goes, the beginning of everything is difficult. When he practiced "Iron Bone Strength", he finally cultivated a sense of qi after a lot of hard work, but now he is no longer the Wuxia Amon he used to be.

With the fifteenth floor of "Iron Bone Strength", his understanding of internal skills is far better than before, and he can even surpass the older generation of warriors like Meng Jian, and he is naturally familiar with learning new internal skills.

Two hours later.

"No, this method is wrong."

Lin Yu rubbed the three pieces of paper in front of him and threw them aside.

Then close your eyes and rest, waiting for your body to heal on its own.

As Meng Jian said, if you don't know your inner strength, you can't try randomly, and you will easily get hurt.

Right now, he has suffered a severe internal injury. If it wasn't for his self-healing qualities, he would have vomited a large pot of blood on the spot, his body functions would decline, and his skills would regress.

Time passed minute by minute, and it took more than an hour for the injury in the body to be completely repaired.

Lin Yu did not delay, took out the other three pieces of paper, and tried another cultivation method derived from it.

...

late at night.

East of Jianyang City.

Chen's mansion.

lobby.

The interior of the lobby has long lost its original appearance, and the people arranged by Chen Sihai have transformed it beyond recognition.

The pillars supporting the beams were engraved with grotesque blood-red symbols, and the ground was filled with white candles, flickering faintly.

The outer candles are placed unevenly, while those in the center are placed regularly, creating an oval pattern.

A rag doll with a strange expression lay quietly in the center of this oval pattern.

Chen Sihai's expression was indifferent, holding a little girl, standing in front of the rag doll and staring at him in a trance.

Boom, boom, boom...

Suddenly, there was a rhythm of heavy footsteps coming from outside the door.

Four zombies with white hair and glittering eyes crossed the threshold and walked into the lobby, walking neatly towards Chen Sihai.

Chen Sihai glanced at them scatteredly, and the sad expression flashed on his face.

These four zombies were the servants of their Chen family before they died, but now they have become a kind of "food".

"Big brother, sister said she was very hungry, very hungry."

The little girl raised her face, shook Chen Sihai's hand, and said innocently.

Her mind and body stayed at five years old forever, even though she had lived for more than a hundred years.

"The food is here, and your sister will be full right away."

Chen Sihai replied with a blank expression, and looked at the four evil creatures.

Immediately above their heads, a wisp of mist shimmering faintly, drifting silently towards the rag doll in the middle of the oval pattern.

At the same time, their bodies quickly withered, as if they were hollowed out.

After a few breaths, it turned into four mummified corpses.

"Big brother, sister said she hasn't had enough yet."

The little girl raised her head and said to Chen Sihai.

Chen Sihai shook his head sadly and said, "No, that's all.

I don't know what's going on, but all the recent black market auctions can't buy the grave goods, and I can't help it. "

At this time, Chen Sihai had already understood that the little girl beside him was just a puppet, and that rag doll with a strange expression was the real terror.

Its methods are endless, ranging from silently killing a living person to turning a newly dead person into a zombie.

And the purpose of it is to "eat".

"Eat" the qi from the living person, or let the zombies "eat" the qi in the funeral objects, and then it "eats" the zombie's qi.

However, it is very troublesome to directly "eat" the qi of a living person, and it will attract the attention of someone in the government office.

That's why it asked him to go everywhere to buy grave goods and bring them home to feed the zombies, so that it wouldn't attract that person's attention.

But the problem is, I don't know what happened recently, and I can't buy the grave goods everywhere. I heard from the people who organized the black market auction that it was because they couldn't receive the goods, and the things were bought by others in advance.

"Big brother, sister is very hungry and angry, you should think of a way."

The little girl shook Chen Sihai's hand and said.

"How? I really can't do it..."

Chen Sihai showed pain, and his whole body was about to collapse.

The little girl was unmoved and said, "Big brother, my sister is getting more and more angry. She said it's all your friend's fault. Both things were broken in his hands. When he recovers, he will definitely kill him. ."

"Lin Yu..." Chen Sihai murmured.

Chen Sihai knew what the two things the little girl was talking about. One was the killing of the eldest son of the Jianyang City clan by the zombies, and the other was the Ningfeng Villa.

The first time was fine. Although Lin Yu destroyed the original plan, at least he knew the existence of the man in the government office.

The second time it was very bad. According to the little girl, a strand of the doll's soul was wiped out by Lin Yu.

This is a deep hatred that never ends.

It has never suffered such a big loss, and it was actually injured by a trivial warrior, something like an ant.

"Kill him and kill him, but can you let me go? I've done so much for you, and I'm about to die. Are you still not satisfied?"

Chen Sihai asked in a low voice.

However, as soon as his voice fell, his entire face was contorted with extreme pain.

The little girl pushed a powerful force into his body through the holding hand, making his life worse than death.

"I... I will think of a way... I must... I will think of a way..."

Chen Sihai couldn't bear the pain and tried to spit out a word from his mouth, begging for mercy.

But the little girl shook her head when she heard this, and said, "My sister said that she doesn't want to use the original method anymore, she has a new idea, but she can't leave here in a short time, so you must be more obedient. Just do it."

"More obedient? What is... more obedient..."

Chen Sihai only said half of his words, his eyes suddenly turned white, and his eyeballs stared like copper bells, almost jumping out of his eye sockets.

Immediately afterwards, two cold and faint purple lights lit up in his white-gray eyes.

It danced like a ghost fire on a grave.

"I...all listen to you."

Chen Sihai murmured in his mouth.

The sound is mechanically monotonous, as if lifeless.