However, these people have to practice to the depths of their cultivation, and in turn, they still have to read these books to make up for the shortcomings they lacked at the beginning.

Wuming is now starting to make up for it continuously.

Slowly, the nameless aura began to change, heading in one direction.

People with a lot of knowledge will naturally form such a breath. For example, great scholars, Buddhist Zen masters, Taoist masters, etc. will also produce similar breaths. These characteristics are extremely obvious in them because they only understand a type of knowledge to the point of being shocking, such as the righteous spirit produced by Confucian scholars after their erudition, Buddhist Buddha energy, Taoist clear energy, etc., but nameless but is a miscellaneous study. They see everything like gluttons, and they digest whatever they see, regardless of what knowledge they are.

This is a erudition of a erudite.

Wuming walks along the way, learns along the way, and confirms his experiences along the way. Sometimes when he sees two completely different views, he will stop and sit cross-legged on the ground to think about the right or wrong of these knowledge.

For example, life or death, which one is eternal, which one is right to prepare for the future or worry about the world. There is too much knowledge such as completely contradictory between heaven and earth.

"Who dares to peek at my country!" Wuming saw a book about the way of the emperor, and suddenly a shout came from the book, and then a huge phantom emerged from it, majestic and righteous, with cold eyes at Wuming.

Wuming then looked at the book in his hand. This book was written by an emperor from a dynasty in front of a great country, so this phantom should be that emperor.

"So it's the soul of the book!" Wuming looked at it and said.

After being baptized by the momentum of the demon emperor, the momentum of any emperor in the world could not have any impact on him.

"Bold!" The phantom shouted loudly and suddenly attacked Wuming. The emperor's boxing technique and the righteous spirit swept over.

This phantom of the emperor is actually the realm of the ninth level of true Taoism?

According to historical records, it was under the rule of that emperor that the great power at that time reached the peak of the entire national strength and were all well-known among the ten countries in the southeast region.

After countless years, I didn't expect that his secrets would still be preserved.

"Yeah, strange!" Wuming snorted coldly, waved his hand and instantly defeated the attack.

"How is that possible!" The Shuhun looked at Wuming, who had broken his attacks in disbelief, screamed and was about to escape back to the book.

While thinking in his mind, Wuming's hand kept disappearing and instantly disappeared. Wuming said nothing and continued to move forward.

Just as I walked, I looked at the books on the bookshelf and began to digest the content of these books.

Time passed day by day, and in a blink of an eye, three months had passed.

Wuming spent three months in this library, reading almost half of the content.

However, what Wuming didn't expect was that the Yiyuan Sect Book Pavilion actually contained magical techniques, and these secret books of magical path were extremely domineering.

"Hehe, some humans have entered the demon world, hehe, hehe, hehe, hehe, hehe, hehe, hehe, hehe, hehe, hehe, hehe!"

"Everyone, this human being is so qi and blood. If we swallow them, our cultivation will definitely make incredible progress!"

"kill!"

Wuming listened to their words, and seemed to have no idea that they were just a book soul. He just thought that this was the real demon world and had never seen the real demon world. They were born in the magical martial arts.

They all regarded themselves as real demons.

Those books are worlds one by one, and these book souls rarely truly leave the world of secret books. They are born because of secret books, but they are also bound by secret books. This is their blessing and misfortune.

"Senior brother, let them all be dealt with!" The little book demon next to Wuming couldn't wait to take action. This was a book soul he had conquered.

The combat power of this book soul is very terrifying. It has absorbed the essence of countless book monsters, and his martial arts cultivation has also reached a terrifying level.

At this time, the attack was lightning-like. It instantly broke the attacks of these demon books and demons, and it hurt them with one blow. Although these demon books are numerous, they are similar to the real demons and are uneven. Some are very strong and some are very weak.

However, some of the demons of the book were unwilling to give up and turned into black shadows and rushed towards the little book demon. The demon was fearless. Compared with three months, it had completely changed, and a kind of domineering aura was born.

"Break it for me!" The little book demon shouted loudly, and a terrifying true energy swept out. The book soul demon suddenly screamed and was swept out, and some were swept out in the air and turned into pure energy.

"Who dares to act wildly in the Demon Realm!" At this time, a super master at the peak of the Ninth Level of True Dao rushed over from the depths of the little Demon Realm. It was a troll with a huge figure and rushed out in an instant.

Both sides attacked with all their might, and the fight broke out like a crack, and the aftermath swept through circles.

Wuming sat down cross-leggedly, hiding the magical techniques in his mind. In an instant, the Divine Burial Sea in his mind began to analyze the various subtleties of these magical techniques.

The demon world can become a world that shocks the heavens, and the martial arts it has passed on are of course outstanding. What's more, for Wuming, who has the wings of the demon, he also knows the many subtleties of the magic martial arts.

If it is an ordinary person, he may also consider whether to comprehend these magical techniques. After all, magical knowledge is not very famous in the human world, and after practicing magical skills, he may become a human demon, but it is not a problem for Wuming.

He even practiced the Demon Wings, so what else can't be practiced? What's more, the Demon Wings saved Wuming many times!

Wuming always believed that as long as he could use it well, there would be no difference in any skill, even the magical skills were the same. Moreover, he also had seven-color balls, which were nothing to him!

"Bang!" The demon at the peak of the Ninth Level of True Dao was no match for being blown away, and was killed by the little Shuhun who was subdued by Wuming, and then absorbed.

Wuming's mind has long been as hard as a rock.

After completely absorbing the magical skills, Wuming felt that it had reached the level of quantitative change causing qualitative change, and it was time to break through.

If the realm is a water tank, then the strength is water. If the water tank is not big enough, it will naturally not be much larger.

It’s like they are all water tanks, one is an ordinary water tank, and the other is the same size as the pool. It’s easy to say which one is so powerful.

The state of Wuming is stronger than others, not to mention that after several months of study, this is even more so.

At this point, Wuming felt that he had reached the extreme and it was time to make a breakthrough, otherwise it would not have any great effect if he continued to read.

Wuming's realm has accumulated too deeply. Once it is broken through, it will inevitably be the peak of the realm of the Great Perfection of True Dao. Anyone who is also in this realm cannot be his opponent.

The next step is to take a half-step into the legendary realm. It is simple to say, but there are only a few that can be done.

Wuming sat down cross-legged and asked the two guardians to take out one of the two half-step corpse cores in the legendary realm. Suddenly, a majestic aura gushed out and soared into the sky.

The aura wave spread out instantly. Wuming slowly circulated his true energy and began to absorb the energy contained in the corpse core. Of course, it was filtered and purified by the Tianchen Mirror. Wuming could absorb it. Although some of the energy in the middle was removed, the half-step legendary corpse core is still a good supplement to Wuming.

As time passed by minute by minute, the fluctuations of the huge corpse core attracted the attention of some old book souls.

"This man is so powerful. The kingdoms of the self-righteous demonic book souls have been destroyed!"

"This is just a mere realm of true Taoism. Is it really that powerful!"

"Gaga, I feel like I have a great improvement in my skills when I smell this kind of aura. Could it be that my corpse demon's fortune has arrived?" At this time, a huge figure exuded a terrifying aura.

His eyes were a little greedily looking at the corpse core in Wuming's hand protected by Tianchen Mirror. You know, he was cultivated by the book demon in the secret book of the corpse path. Although he was essentially a book soul, he cultivated the corpse energy. However, in this kind of library, he could not find so many corpse energy to practice. But now when he saw the corpse core in Wuming's hand, he suddenly felt that his luck had come. As long as he could kill and seize the corpse core, he could truly take the most critical step, half-step legend.

"Hehe, the corpse core is mine!" The sharp cry of the corpse demon came from afar, and a terrifying aura swept over again, and a big hand of heaven grabbed Wuming.

"Stop!" At this time, the little book soul took action in an instant. He would not watch the corpse demon attack Wuming.

In an instant, the mighty emperor's fist was blown out, and the ninth level of True Dao was about to enter the realm of True Dao's Great Perfection, which was fully reflected at this time.

Tian Mo suddenly became nervous. This was a terrifying combat power cultivated by an old demon who had accumulated over a long time with his corpse path.

"Hehe, just by you, little baby, I ate it with you!" The corpse demon screamed strangely in an instant, changed direction, and grabbed the little book soul.

A pair of ghost claws with a strong yin energy instantly grabbed it, cutting through the void and shattering the little Shuhun's resistance. As he was about to kill the little Shuhun, a loud shout came out: "Stop!"

A terrifying aura of the eighth level of true Taoism swept across the air, and then a big hand slashed down in the void.

"Boom!" The terrifying attack instantly shattered the ghost claw.
Chapter completed!