"Heart Piercing Nail, Soul-Locking Chain, Big Stone Breaking Hand... breaking a large stone on the chest?"
The wheels rumbled as Hu Ma, wearing a straw hat, drove the carriage along the firm, hard dirt road.
Since this horse was unique and didn't require his full attention to drive, he let go of the reins, simply sitting on the carriage with a gourd in his hands.
The sky was overcast. Furthermore, since he had already undergone Death Transformation for his entire body—preserving only a breath of vitality in his heart—the surrounding yin qi had increased significantly. He poured some water from the gourd onto the blank pages of a book, focusing intently on its contents.
If someone else were to see this, they might think he was looking at the Wordless Heavenly Scripture.
But in Hu Ma's eyes, the more he looked, the happier he became, even greedily memorizing the secrets of these trump card skills.
