Lu Guijiu had a look of bewilderment on his face before he fell off the cliff.

He seemed to have never imagined that his master would suddenly seal his dantian, grab him by the collar, and throw him into the bottomless abyss.

The cold wind howled past Lu Guijiu's ears. He saw Zhang Jingmo's expressionless face, and the cries in his mouth were all suppressed in his throat - what did his master mean?

Zhang Jingmo's eyes were indifferent. He looked at Lu Guijiu as if he were looking at a dead object. Lu Guijiu was directly lifted by him and thrown from the high cliff. From beginning to end, Zhang Jingmo did not show any expression.

Lu Guijiu felt cold all over. Zhu Yan beside him was called back by Zhang Jingmo, and the spiritual energy in his dantian was sealed. At this moment, he was just an ordinary person - an ordinary person who had just obtained the "Blood Hell Heaven Scripture".

Lu Guijiu didn't know how long he had fallen. Anyway, when he started shivering all over, his body suddenly fell into an icy lake.

Fortunately, Lu Guijiu had learned to swim long ago. He struggled to climb ashore from the lake and gasped for a long time before observing what kind of environment surrounded him.

This seemed to be an underground lake. The lake water was very cold. Some creatures emitting a faint light grew around the lake. When Lu Guijiu got closer, he found that it was luminous grass.

With the faint light of the luminous grass, Lu Guijiu saw that the breath he exhaled had already vaporized into white. He kept rubbing his hands, but his mind kept flashing back to the image of Zhang Jingmo grabbing his collar and throwing him down. Did his master know there was a lake underneath? If he knew, why did he throw him down this way?

Lu Guijiu's mind was in a mess. He couldn't think of a reasonable answer. The cold in his body made his thinking even slower. Just as he kept looking up, Lu Guijiu felt a strange heat flow appear in his dantian.

Unlike the gentle spiritual energy of the "Water Extension Scripture", this heat flow was very violent. When it passed through the meridians, it brought slight pain. As time went by, the heat became more and more obvious. After the heat traveled around his body, Lu Guijiu suddenly heard the Giant Face's voice. The Giant Face said, "Boy, your master is really ruthless."

Lu Guijiu was stunned: "What do you mean?"

The Giant Face said, "From his appearance, it seems that he knew there was lake water underneath. But if you fell in the wrong position and your dantian was sealed, I'm afraid your chances of survival would be slim."

Lu Guijiu said, "Don't talk nonsense. My master loves me the most."

The Giant Face sneered, "Love? Who would casually throw their beloved disciple off a cliff?"

Under normal circumstances, the Giant Face was very confident in persuading a child of Lu Guijiu's age, but Lu Guijiu disappointed him. Because after hearing the Giant Face's words, he just shook his head and said firmly, "Master will not harm me."

The Giant Face sneered but no longer argued with Lu Guijiu. He said, "Okay, think whatever you want. The most important thing for you now is to survive, right?"

Lu Guijiu couldn't help nodding. As he nodded, he also looked up at the cliff, as if expecting something. However, just as the Giant Face said, Lu Guijiu was doomed to be disappointed.

The Giant Face said, "I will now teach you the methods of the 'Blood Hell Heaven Scripture'. As for whether you can survive or not, it depends on you..."

At this point, Lu Guijiu had no choice but to accept.

The "Blood Hell Heaven Scripture" is a method of yin-yang harmony, divided into three stages. The first stage is extreme yang, where all the spiritual energy and techniques in the body are extremely rigid and yang. The second stage is extreme yin, completely opposite to extreme yang. The last stage, however, completely integrates the previous two parts to achieve yin-yang harmony.

The first stage of extreme yang is most effective when practiced in an extremely yin place, because the external environment can help the practitioner reduce the damage caused by the extreme yang energy to the body. Therefore, the more yin and cold the place is, the easier it is to enter the Dao.

This Dark Cavern was the best choice for practicing the "Blood Hell Heaven Scripture". At the bottom of the valley where Lu Guijiu was located, there was an underground lake. The water in the lake was living water, and there were fish living in it.

With the method, the environment, and food, if Lu Guijiu didn't practice now, he would really be unworthy of this opportunity.

The Giant Face quickly taught Lu Guijiu the introductory methods, allowing him to generate his own spiritual energy in his dantian as soon as possible, so that he could enter the water to find fish and have the means to survive.

There are always reasons why geniuses are called geniuses. Lu Guijiu only took a day and a half for a wisp of scorching spiritual energy to appear in his dantian. This spiritual energy was very unstable. After appearing, it ran wild in Lu Guijiu's meridians.

Lu Guijiu showed a pained expression. Seeing this, the Giant Face added indifferently, "Although the 'Blood Hell Heaven Scripture' is a top-notch method, it has a serious flaw."

Lu Guijiu thought to himself, if there is a flaw, why didn't you tell me first?

The Giant Face continued, "The faster you practice this method, the greater the damage to your body. But you don't need to worry. You have already practiced water spiritual energy, and this spiritual energy is most beneficial for repairing the body. Moreover, I see that the spiritual energy is very strange and hasn't been destroyed by the extreme yang spiritual energy of the 'Blood Hell Heaven Scripture'... It must be able to help you repair old injuries in your body."

Although the "Blood Hell Heaven Scripture" is powerful, it also has its flaws. For example, as the first generation Lu Guijiu's cultivation became higher and higher, the hidden injuries in his body also increased. He had no choice but to seek out a large number of water spiritual energy cultivators and have them use water spiritual energy to heal him.

And this behavior also gave Lu Guijiu's enemies an opportunity. They mixed their subordinates among them, and several times Lu Guijiu was almost injured because of this.

But now, Zhang Jingmo had completely solved this problem from the beginning.

Because the dantian was sealed, although the spiritual energy could not circulate, it could tightly protect Lu Guijiu's dantian and prevent it from being injured by the extreme yang spiritual energy. Lu Guijiu felt some pain, but felt he could endure it. After practicing spiritual energy, he entered the water, caught a few fish from the lake, and roasted them with spiritual energy to eat.

Cultivate, eat, sleep, cultivate, eat, sleep - Lu Guijiu didn't know how long such days had passed. In the darkness, he had already lost the ability to count time. However, the Giant Face did some calculations and said, "It's been over forty days."

Under the guidance of the Giant Face, the thread of supreme yang spiritual energy in Lu Guijiu's dantian had turned into a wisp, but this wisp was not enough for him to break through the restriction set by Zhang Jingmo in his dantian.

During the intervals of cultivation, Lu Guijiu spent all his time looking up. He couldn't express how much he longed to see Zhang Jingmo, and how much he wanted to leave here and ask his master why he treated him like this.

The Giant Face knew what Lu Guijiu was thinking, but he wasn't kind enough to help Lu Guijiu analyze the situation. Instead, he poured cold water on him, saying, "What's the use of looking up? Since your master sealed your dantian, he has made up his mind. If I were you, I would cultivate well. Whenever you break through that restriction, that's when you can fly up and take a look."

Lu Guijiu refused to speak. Compared to a few dozen days ago, he had become much more haggard and much more silent. His originally round little face quickly became emaciated, and the innocent look in his eyes had also faded a lot.

Seeing that he had discouraged Lu Guijiu enough, the Giant Face began to urge him to cultivate again.

As for Lu Guijiu, besides cultivation, he had no other way. He dropped his shoulders, and under the urging of the Giant Face, he started to circulate the energy in his core again, his whole person listless.

While Lu Guijiu was cultivating bitterly under the cliff, Zhang Jingmo on the cliff encountered unexpected trouble.

When he caught Lu Guijiu, he sensed a cold aura. Almost in an instant, Zhang Jingmo made a decision - he sealed Lu Guijiu's spiritual energy and threw him off the cliff.

As soon as Zhang Jingmo's actions were completed, a large snake slowly swam out from the stone crevice hidden by the darkness at the edge of the cliff. The large snake had a handsome human face, skin like rock, and kept making hissing sounds from its mouth.

Zhang Jingmo always felt that his luck was bad, but he never thought that his luck could be so bad.

This monster was a unique species in the Dark Cavern. It had no name or attributes. Zhang Jingmo had come to this Dark Cavern more than a dozen times and encountered this monster once or twice. Almost every time, he was chased by this monster in a sorry state and nearly lost his life. Later, after accumulating experience, he learned that this monster was very sensitive to spiritual energy. The higher the cultivation of the cultivator, the more it liked them. It was born in the Dark Cavern and could even merge into the rock. Its attack methods were even more endless.

Zhang Jingmo could indeed leave, but the injuries he suffered from refining pills before had not fully healed, so he only had the ability to escape alone, but had no way to take Lu Guijiu with him.

However, Zhang Jingmo was not going to abandon Lu Guijiu, so he simply sealed Lu Guijiu's spiritual energy and threw him off the cliff - it seemed that with Lu Guijiu's luck, there was no way he could fall on the shore.

With his spiritual energy sealed, Lu Guijiu was just an ordinary person. The monster naturally lost interest in him. Moreover, the enticing fragrance of Zhang Jingmo's spiritual energy was like a lamp lit in the dark night, making the monster even more excited.

Zhang Jingmo looked at the human-like face on the snake monster's head, revealing a twisted smile at him. Then, it disappeared into the vast rock wall.

The surroundings were silent, as if the monster had left.

However, just a moment later, Zhang Jingmo's face changed slightly. He flew up into the air. As soon as his feet left the ground, a huge bloody mouth appeared where he was standing before, devouring all the soil under his feet.

Unable to eat Zhang Jingmo, the monster let out a scream, then twisted its head and disappeared below.

In the following period of time, Zhang Jingmo was constantly harassed by this monster. This monster was very strategic. It didn't let Zhang Jingmo's feet touch the ground at all, forcing Zhang Jingmo to constantly consume spiritual energy.

As time passed, Zhang Jingmo seemed to become a little anxious from his initial composure. He cursed the monster, telling it to come out and fight if it had the ability, and not to play these underhanded tricks.

Seeing this, the monster was quite happy, but it was cautious by nature and did not choose to attack strongly because of this, but continued to consume Zhang Jingmo's spiritual energy without giving him a chance to replenish it.

The irritation on Zhang Jingmo's face grew. He impatiently took out a pill from his sleeve, stuffed it into his mouth, and after panting a few breaths, he dodged the monster's next attack.

The surrounding rocks and soil had all become dangerous traps, as if a terrifying big mouth would emerge at any time and swallow people directly.

In this hide-and-seek, Zhang Jingmo led the monster farther and farther away from the cliff where Lu Guijiu fell.

Zhang Jingmo traveled for a few more days in the direction of the cave entrance in his memory. Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the cave entrance, he, who seemed to be completely exhausted, finally showed a look of joy on his face.

When people are on guard, their nerves are always tense, but if they see a glimmer of hope in despair, they will let down their guard.

The monster in the dark was obviously well-versed in this.

Seeing that the cave entrance was close at hand, Zhang Jingmo showed a look of ecstasy and rushed towards the faintly glowing cave entrance. Just as he was about to step out of the Dark Cavern, the joy on his face froze.

The place that was clearly the exit had turned into the entrance.

Zhang Jing turned around stiffly, dodging another bite from the monster in a very sorry state.

The human face on the monster's head, seeing Zhang Jingmo's dumbfounded appearance, couldn't help but let out a giggling mockery, not knowing who it learned it from.

Generally, if someone was played with like this, they would probably be on the verge of a breakdown.

And these emotions were the best nourishment for that monster. It liked rich spiritual energy, it liked desperate screams, it liked the crying of a breakdown...

After dozens of days of hunting, the fruit was finally ripe. The monster let out an eerie laugh. It watched Zhang Jingmo stagger and disappear at the end of the tunnel, and followed unhurriedly...

Now it had been more than thirty days since Lu Guijiu fell off the cliff. If possible, Zhang Jingmo naturally wanted to drag it out for a few more days. But if Lu Guijiu broke through the restriction he had set, it might attract the monster's attention. Zhang Jingmo didn't want any more accidents to happen.

Although it was still a bit early, Zhang Jingmo had already decided not to wait any longer.

The prey seemed to be completely exhausted. The monster observed the young Daoist in the darkness. The man was covered in dust, his originally white Daoist robe stained with dirt. He sat on the ground, panting weakly, and even began to sob softly. After resting for a moment, the Daoist stood up again and staggered towards the front - a bright cave entrance appeared before him once more. Lies repeated a thousand times still felt exciting. The monster watched as the Daoist dragged his heavy steps forward step by step, and then saw the tiny hope on his face extinguish once again.

The Daoist collapsed. He knelt on the ground, letting out a miserable howl. The monster slowly swam up behind him, but he showed no reaction whatsoever.

The cold, stone-like skin coiled around the Daoist's waist. The man had a dazed expression, as if he had just remembered that he was being hunted by a snake monster...

The snake monster let out that mocking, incredibly contemptuous laughter again. It began to tighten its coils around the Daoist's waist unhurriedly, watching as he struggled weakly, his handsome face filled with despair.

Gently flicking out its scarlet forked tongue, the monster leaned in close to the Daoist, carefully examining this refined yet disheveled face. Suddenly, for some unknown reason, it felt the urge to lean in and use its forked tongue to taste the's pale, bloodless lips...

However, at this moment, the monster suddenly felt a sharp pain. It slowly looked towards the source of the pain and saw a small sparrow standing on its vital point. The sparrow, seeing the monster look over, let out a clear chirping sound from its pointed beak...

The monster looked up in a daze, then suddenly thrashed its body, letting out a sharp scream, and then lunged to bite the Daoist, whose expression had changed from fragile to cold.

This bite was both vicious and urgent, but it bit into empty air. The monster watched as the Daoist, who should have been exhausted, easily broke free from its restraint, then took out a flying sword from his sleeve and firmly nailed the vital point ignited by the Zhu Yan's fire to the ground.

If it were any other part, the monster could have abandoned it, but the vital point was where its demon core was located. Once nailed down, it could not escape. Its huge body kept rolling and struggling in the narrow cave, and the pain also made it erupt with its last bit of strength. But as its strength gradually weakened, it realized that the sword nailed to the ground had not moved an inch.

The seemingly ordinary sparrow stood at its wound, slowly melting the rock-like skin inch by inch and began to devour the flesh and blood inside.

Just like Zhang Jingmo who had been hunted before, the monster's energy also began to weaken. It hung its head, its human face growing paler and paler. Zhang Jingmo said, "I will give you a quick end." After saying this, he took out another sword and directly cut off the monster's head.

A centipede does not stiffen immediately after death. After Zhang Jingmo severed the monster's head, the monster's body continued to writhe until it finally calmed down a day later.

Zhu Yan chirped, obviously very interested in the monster.

Zhang Jingmo took out the monster's demon core, then gave the remaining bones and flesh to Zhu Yan.

Zhu Yan, a tiny sparrow, was not stingy when it came to eating. As soon as Zhang Jingmo agreed to its request, he saw the monster's body turn into white bones in the blink of an eye, and the white bones also quickly disappeared. Except for a pool of bloody, foul-smelling liquid, it was as if it had never existed in this world.

After Zhu Yan finished eating, Zhang Jingmo sighed, "How can I afford to feed you?"

Zhu Yan chirped happily a couple of times and rubbed its little head against Zhang Jingmo, as if acting coquettishly.

Zhang Jingmo looked down at his disheveled state and smiled bitterly, "Forget it, let's go check on my disciple first. It's been more than forty days, he should have... come up from the bottom of that cliff by now."

According to Zhang Jingmo's calculations, Lu Guijiu should have broken through the prohibition he had placed and come up from the bottom of the cliff after more than thirty days. But when he returned to the edge of the cliff, he did not see Lu Guijiu's figure. He didn't know if he had already left or was still at the bottom of the cliff.

Since he couldn't tell, Zhang Jingmo had no choice but to go down and take a look. As a result, he happened to see Lu Guijiu naked, sticking his butt out, expressionlessly roasting fish by the shore with spirit fire.

Looking at Lu Guijiu's round, white buttocks, Zhang Jingmo inexplicably wanted to go up and give them a couple of slaps…