Monster Refining System Chapter 530: True dark martial arts

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Soon, all of these dark martial arts acquired from the second floor of the library were all imprinted in Xia Fukun's mind.

And--

The dark martial arts displayed by Xia Fukun are even more powerful than those recorded in this ancient book!

In Xia Fukun's eyes, this technique of all aspects is definitely too good to be true!

Unexpectedly, I was picked up cheap by myself before, and exchanged it for such a low price!

Thinking of this, Xia Fukun couldn't help but rejoice.

If the previous demon refining system has already activated the spirit of wisdom, then chances are that you will be blackmailed severely!

Fortunately, the demon refining system at that time was still the "mechanical sound."

"I seem to feel your mockery."

The voice of the demon refining system suddenly sounded in Xia Fukun's mind. Xia Fukun made a big jump and hurriedly gave a flattering laugh.

"Where! Brother Lian, don't disturb me, I'm cultivating!"

Demon refining system: "..."

Is this what you can do at a glance? It's also called cultivation? When Xia Fukun said this, wasn't he ashamed?

On the second floor of the Library of the Blood Shadow City, there are a total of more than 600 volumes of Mingwu skills.

Xia Fukun only took more than ten minutes to remember all these six hundred kinds of martial arts skills in his mind.

If it weren't for the art of all aspects, Xia Fukun felt that it would take at least hundreds of years to learn these magic skills! After all, these dark martial arts, which can only be practiced with strength above the red dark warrior, are already very different from those northwestern goods on the first floor of the library.

Isn't it a class at all? !

Desolate three fingers, Xia Fukun used it very smoothly. However, compared to the underworld martial art he just learned called "The Yellow River Flows into the Sea", Xia Fukun felt that the power of the Yellow River flows into the sea is many times stronger than the Barren Three Fingers!

It's just a pity that the name of the skill of the Yellow River flowing into the ocean is a bit embarrassing.

"Are all the skills in this underworld named after ancient poems, right?"

When Xia Fukun was a little embarrassed, he took out the magic sound bat stolen from the third floor of the library from the demon refining system.

Just taking it out, Xia Fukun was taken aback.

Because the dark martial arts on the third floor of this library are not recorded in books.

but--

Stone steles placed in front of me.

"This is..."

Xia Fukun's eyes narrowed.

He always felt that this stone tablet gave himself a very mysterious and ancient feeling.

And--

Not just one of them, almost every stone monument gives itself this ancient and powerful feeling!

"These steles."

When the demon refining system saw these steles, some sporadic memory fragments suddenly flashed in their minds.

"What's wrong with Brother Lian?"

Xia Fukun took a breath and asked about the demon refining system.

Could it be said that the demon refining system still knows the condition of these steles?

"It's hard to say..."

The demon refining system shook his head.

"I don't know if what I said is true, because there are only a few sporadic memories flashing in my mind."

"And if my sporadic memories are correct..."

"I think the reason why the underworld is so weak may be because...they practiced the wrong underworld martial arts."

"Practicing the wrong martial arts skills? What do you mean?"

Xia Fukun asked curiously to the demon refining system.

"Those library pavilions...The dark martial arts below the third floor are all named after ancient poems, and they are all passed down in the form of books, right?"

Xia Fukun was taken aback when he heard the demon refining system, and then nodded.

"Do you think there are poets in the underworld?"

Speaking of the demon refining system, a bold conjecture suddenly appeared in Xia Fukun's heart...

"So..."

"Brother Lian! What you mean is that the dark martial arts that I just practiced just now, don't... It should be said that in this underworld, those called dark martial arts except for the dark martial arts recorded on the stone tablet, All the other dark martial arts are passed down from the human world?"

"Yes!"

The demon refining system responded.

"As a underworld, how can you become stronger by practicing the techniques of the human world? I have been curious for tens of thousands of years. The life span of the underworld is eternal. Why is the speed of cultivation? Will it be so slow? It's normal to practice the wrong technique and stagnant strength."

After listening to the demon refining system, Xia Fukun cast his gaze on the stone tablets in front of him again.

"Brother Lian...then according to what you mean, these steles...are the real martial arts skills recorded on them?"

"Hmm."

The demon refining system nodded.

"I just don’t know, what kind of underworld martial arts the Emperor Hades cultivated. I feel that the previous pupil technique is somewhat different from other underworld martial arts. Maybe, the underworld emperor also mastered these stone tablets. Fur, so it’s possible to break through to the realm of the Underworld."

"So..."

Xia Fukun took a deep breath.

"As long as I can learn all the dark martial arts on these stone tablets, my strength will improve by leaps and bounds, right?"

A touch of ecstasy appeared in Xia Fukun's eyes.

For him now, there is nothing more happier than the rapid growth of strength...

"According to the current situation, this is the case. However, this is just a guess. Moreover, the power on these steles is a bit old and very powerful. You want to learn the dark martial arts inside, I am afraid, It’s still impossible to use the technique of omniscience."

"What should I do?"

When the demon refining system said so, Xia Fukun hurriedly asked.

If the demon refining system is one's own golden finger, then this omnipresent technique is the golden finger of one's own practice. Now, this practice's golden finger is useless, can Xia Fukun feel uncomfortable?

"You may..."

"I want to enter the stele..."