In the world of demons and warriors, I slay demons through wordplay.

Chapter 67 Acupressure Killing Technique

The Gates of Hell!

Upon hearing those four words, Gongsun Chang's expression changed drastically.

That is a forbidden land that even ancient powerful beings had to be wary of, a forbidden place that spans the ages!

Legend has it that it existed since the beginning of time, with black mist churning inside, ghosts wailing and gods howling, and various ancient ferocious beasts lurking within.

Anyone who steps in will have their soul and body torn apart and devoured by endless ferocity.

Throughout history, countless proud and ambitious individuals have ventured into this realm, seeking to uncover its secrets and achieve sainthood.

Since the beginning of time, no one who has entered the gates of hell has ever returned.

"Like his predecessors, even the once mighty Lord of the Reverse Sea Sect disappeared without a trace after his departure."

Green Ivy's voice was calm, yet carried an indescribable heaviness.

"The Xuanwu Gate was thrown into chaos and fell apart."

Everyone believed that the gates of hell were a one-way street, and that entering meant certain death.

"But……"

She changed the subject, her gaze sharpening.

"Shortly after the disappearance of the Sect Master of the Reverse Sea, a young man actually walked out of the Gates of Hell."

Gongsun Chang was shocked and looked at Green Ivy in disbelief.

Walking out of the gates of hell? How is that possible!

Looking at his shocked expression, Green Ivy slowly said:

"That's right, this young man is Ye Tingyu."

"His ability to survive the gates of hell suggests that he might possess the ultimate secret of 'Flesh and Blood Power.' That kind of power is enough to overturn the entire current Beast Taming landscape."

Gongsun Chang remained silent, his fingertips trembling slightly, his heart churning with turmoil.

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Liuzhou, headquarters of the Demon Slayer Bureau.

"The Grand General is not currently in the mansion, and his residence is being managed by his personal disciple." "Within the Demon Slaying Division, there are five generals, two lieutenant generals, and three full-time demon hunters."

"Except for the two lieutenants who are slightly weaker, the other three are all genuine mid-level third-grade martial artists, which can be considered top combat power in Liuzhou."

"And they... are quite interested in you, this newly promoted and meritorious person."

Chu Luohua sighed softly, a hint of worry in her eyes:

"I don't know what the general was thinking, actually arranging for you to be here."

Li Qingchen smiled and said, "It's alright. It's not like it's a den of dragons or tigers. They wouldn't really eat me up, would they?"

"Too."

Chu Luohua smiled too, a hint of warmth flashing in her eyes.

During the battle against the greedy, Li Qingchen rescued her from a perilous situation.

She always kept this kindness in her heart.

The young man before me may appear gentle, but deep down he possesses a courage and strength that surpasses that of others.

"However, I must remind Young Master Li that most of these martial arts prodigies who have practiced since childhood are arrogant and have very strange tempers."

"Although they strictly adhere to the rules of the Demon Slayer Bureau and do not bully the weak or oppress newcomers, they have a particular fondness for making friends through martial arts..."

Chu Luohua spoke very tactfully, and Li Qingchen naturally understood the implied meaning.

The so-called "making friends through martial arts" is nothing more than sparring and testing each other's skills.

If one's strength is insufficient, one will inevitably be neglected.

"Thank you for your concern, Miss Chu. I understand."

Upon hearing this, Chu Luohua's cheeks flushed slightly, and she quickly composed herself, stepping aside to lead the way.

"Young Master Li, please follow me."

Passing through layers of corridors, we entered General Chen Shi's private courtyard.

Several ancient ginkgo trees, with lush branches and leaves, are planted in the courtyard.

Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves, casting dappled patterns on the ground.

In the center of the courtyard stands a dry well, its rim covered with moss, exuding a sense of antiquity and desolation.

A young man dressed in a plain white robe was holding a bamboo broom and carefully sweeping the fallen leaves on the ground.

His movements were steady and his aura was restrained, clearly indicating that he was a martial artist.

"Lord Liu, this is the young master Li that the General mentioned."

Liu Qinglin continued sweeping the floor with his bamboo broom, without turning his head, his voice calm and even:

"I have received a message from my master that I can take care of Young Master Li's daily life from now on."

Seeing this, Chu Luohua looked slightly embarrassed and clasped her hands in a fist salute to Li Qingchen:

"Young Master Li, I shall take my leave now. Please take care of yourself."

Li Qingchen nodded slightly, watching Chu Luohua leave, and then his gaze fell on the young man in white.

A mid-level third-grade martial artist?

Unlike the lower three-rank martial artists, this is different from the junior high, middle school, and peak four-stage stages.

The three ranks are divided according to the nine-rank system.

The distinction between these realms is no less significant than that between the peak of the half-step Great Perfection realm.

Therefore, even among those at the same mid-third rank, the difference in strength can be vast.

Liu Qinglin finally stopped holding the bamboo broom, slowly turned around, looked at Li Qingchen, and cupped his hands in greeting:

"My name is Liu Qinglin. My master instructed me to take good care of you. However, I am straightforward and not good at being insincere or polite with people."

He paused, then said calmly, "How about... we spar a bit? Fist and kicks have no eyes, we'll stop when we've made a point, and after a few exchanges, we'll naturally become familiar with each other."

Da da da.

As soon as Liu Qinglin finished speaking, a light and hurried running sound came from outside the courtyard, growing louder as it approached.

The next second, a petite figure rushed into the courtyard. The girl with cute pigtails leaped up, her right leg straight, and with a sharp gust of wind, she kicked Liu Qinglin in the back.

"You brat, bullying the newbie again!"

Liu Qinglin nearly tripped and fell flat on his face, then said aggrievedly, "Auntie, I didn't."

aunt?

Li Qingchen sized up the girl with pigtails.

She looked no more than thirteen or fourteen years old, with a petite figure and lively eyes.

By all accounts, she is far removed from the generation of "aunt".

Is it someone of extremely high seniority?

Or is there another reason?

"That young man has just entered the manor, and you immediately demand a fight? Does he need to get to know you like that?"

The girl stood with her hands on her hips, her tone sharp, "What, you just broke through to the sixth-rank martial artist and think you're invincible? Arrogant and ignorant of your own limitations!"

Liu Qinglin was rendered speechless by the scolding and could only turn to Li Qingchen with a pleading look on his face.

Li Qingchen was speechless for a moment.

"Alright! Stop making excuses! Hurry up and go eat!" The little girl called "Auntie" changed her expression and smiled kindly at Li Qingchen:

"Come on in, Xiao Li, come inside and have some food."

"..."

The morning air was cool and breezy.

Liu Qinglin obediently moved the wooden dining table under the ginkgo tree and set out the bowls, chopsticks, and food.

The congee was thick and creamy, the pickled vegetables were refreshing, and there were also boiled eggs, several dishes of seasonal stir-fries, and a plate of shiny, large braised chicken legs in the center of the table, two for each person, a very generous portion.

"Eat, eat, don't be shy," Auntie said with a smile.

Li Qingchen nodded, and without any formalities, sat down, picked up his bowl and chopsticks, and ate a mouthful of pickled vegetables with a mouthful of white porridge, enjoying it immensely.

My aunt grew to like me more and more, and she kept finding topics to talk about, being very enthusiastic.

Liu Qinglin, engrossed in his meal, couldn't help but whisper, "Auntie, what happened to the rule of not talking while eating or sleeping?"

The girl immediately glared at him fiercely, and Liu Qinglin shut up instantly.

Upon seeing this scene, Li Qingchen couldn't help but chuckle.

This aunt and niece are quite interesting.

The rice bowl was soon emptied.

Li Qingchen got up and prepared to clear the dishes.

The little girl quickly stepped forward to stop her, waving her hand and saying:

"Xiao Li, you can just sit and rest. You don't need to do the dirty work like washing dishes."

After saying that, he glanced sideways at Liu Qinglin.

Liu Qinglin sighed helplessly and could only step forward:

"Sit down, everyone. I'll clean up and do the washing."

A moment later, Liu Qinglin wiped his hands and came out, holding a thick, ancient martial arts manual in his hands.

The cover was yellowed, and the handwriting was vigorous. Liu Qinglin walked straight to Li Qingchen and handed it over.

The aunt tactfully left.

The scene where the two young men got into a physical fight was beyond her control.

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"This is?"

Li Qingchen looked at the book, which was about the thickness of a fist, and asked in confusion.

"Acupoint Strike Technique." Liu Qinglin assumed a fighting stance, feet shoulder-width apart, hands forming claws, a wisp of true energy gathering at his fingertips, his tone solemn:

"In the universe, every living being, even the spirits of plants and trees, has its own unique meridians and acupoints."

"As long as you accurately find their weak point, use your fingertips as a blade, and inject your pure inner energy, you can break through their defenses in one strike, severing their life force and achieving a true one-hit kill."

"This technique is a top-quality martial art of the sixth rank. Even in the entire Demon Slaying Division's martial arts manual, it is considered superior and cannot be obtained by anyone but those with great achievements."

"You previously single-handedly annihilated 80% of the demons in Liaocheng, and rescued Xu Hu and his group during the chaos of the greedy, which is a great achievement."

"However, if I may be frank, I don't think this will get me any extra attention from my master."

"I heard..." Liu Qinglin looked intently at the handsome young man before him, "You seem to be from Tianwu?"

"Tianwu people?"

"He's someone born to learn martial arts, a prodigy among prodigies," Liu Qinglin said. "Try learning the Finger Killing Technique. If it were you, you should be able to learn it very quickly."

"I will demonstrate it to you five times a day. If there's anything you don't understand, just ask me."

After saying that, Liu Qinglin said no more. His true energy circulated slowly throughout his body, and his clothes moved without wind.

He moved his feet, stepping out a set of ancient and simple steps, his figure flickering under the ginkgo tree.

Her ten fingers moved nimbly like butterflies, sometimes lightly touching, sometimes stabbing straight.

The wind was sharp and swift, piercing the air with a sound, each finger striking a falling ginkgo leaf.

Each finger strikes a simulated acupoint on the body.

The finger strength is concise and refined, without any unnecessary movements.

Li Qingchen sat upright to the side, his eyes fixed on her, observing intently.

I carefully memorized every movement and every exertion of force.

After Liu Qinglin finished his first demonstration, his breathing remained steady, and he stood firm, looking at Li Qingchen: "Did you see that clearly?"

Li Qingchen nodded: "I have memorized the general moves."

"I heard you're very interested in demon slaying, so why don't you just join the Demon Slaying Division?"

"As a rogue cultivator, I'm used to being lazy and unwilling to be restrained."

Liu Qinglin said, "I can't interfere in your affairs, but there's one thing I still have to remind you: the situation in Liuzhou is quite complicated. If you don't have enough strength, it's best to stay out of it."

"At least, I won't allow you to leave this courtyard until you've mastered the Finger Killing Technique."

"By the way, the old man won't be back for at least two months."

So I'll check on your progress in a month, and I hope you won't let me down.

That's all.

Liu Qinglin turned and left.

Li Qingchen looked at the ginkgo tree.

The leaves that had just been struck by the killing technique were now a lifeless, somber gray.

"What an overbearing technique."

As the saying goes, having many skills is never a burden, especially when it comes to a deadly move that can kill with a single finger.

There's no reason not to learn.

Li Qingchen activated the Hunyuan Heavenly Secret Technique, and Liu Qinglin's actions from earlier began to replay in his mind.

Li Qingchen was even able to manipulate the speed of the characters' movements in his mind.

While reading the ancient book, he calmed his mind and studied Liu Qinglin's movements frame by frame, then used the remaining realm points from the word game to incorporate them into his cultivation technique.

By copying the example, he actually managed to produce a fairly decent version.

[Acupressure Finger Killing Technique (Minor Mastery)]

Not far away, Liu Qinglin, who was peeking through the crack in the door, couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth:

"Tsk, what an enviable talent..."

"The old man's judgment is really sharp. Sigh, maybe in a few days, my status will drop another rank."

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After finishing his training, Li Qingchen returned to his room and opened the control panel.

Although the Ghost Temple has improved in quality, we must not be complacent and stop making progress.

There is still much to be done.

Even if you build a ghost temple to the highest quality, it's still just a ghost temple.

As long as you are strong enough and have enough materials, you can build a second, a third... and tame more and more ghost pets.

It's not that the more ghost pets you have, the better. Under normal circumstances, one high-quality ghost pet is much stronger than ten ordinary ghost pets.

The right approach is to build each ghost temple well and nurture each ghost pet properly.

"Taoist magic, Buddhist chants, and sword techniques and sword control."

"I guess I'm practicing three different schools of thought simultaneously now."

"If I add Confucian techniques and methods, then I will be a practitioner of Confucianism, Buddhism, Taoism and military strategy."

Li Qingchen opened the game, ready to collect some more items.

For several days in a row, Li Qingchen lived a very peaceful life.

Practicing martial arts, eating, playing video games.

Although there is a slight loneliness, it is also very peaceful, and one might even forget for a moment that this is a chaotic world.

"I told Xu Hu before that if he had any information about demons in Liuzhou, he should inform me immediately." Li Qingchen paced back and forth in the courtyard. "A week has passed, and so far, none of the four forces have made any rash moves?"

As I was thinking this, a familiar voice came:

"Young Master Li, there's news of demons."

Li Qingchen's eyes lit up.

While a comfortable life is pleasant, it can stifle one's fighting instincts.

Before the demon god descends, it's best to improve your abilities as soon as possible.

"I'm coming right now."

Then, a figure appeared out of nowhere, his calm voice carrying an unyielding tone: "I think I mentioned that you must at least master the Finger Killing Technique before you can go out for training, right?"

"It's not even been half a month yet, don't tell me you've already mastered the Finger Killing Technique."

Xu Hu was stunned. What was going on? How did the general's personal disciple end up arguing with someone?

Upon hearing this, Li Qingchen calmly replied, "I have indeed not mastered the Finger Killing Technique."

I don't know why.

Liu Qinglin breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Finger Killing Technique, but it's a skill he's practiced for eight years. Even someone with the talent of a Heavenly Martial Artist couldn't learn it in less than half a month, right?

However, the other person's next words left him stunned.

Li Qingchen slowly said:

"Because I have reached perfection in my training."