Long Xuan was pleasantly surprised as she opened the Golden Scroll.
Within the scroll, it recorded a supre cultivation technique, the [Eight Heavenly Dragon Techniques], describing thods of cultivating for the Dragon Race, bloodline purification, so supre divine techniques, ultimate secret arts, supre killing moves, and so on.
For Long Xuan, who had the bloodline of the Dragon Race, the benefits were imnse.
Lu Xuanji also flipped through it; this cultivation technique held quite a bit of reference value for him as well.
Searching all around, he found so cultivation techniques, but in terms of grade, they could not compare to the Eight Heavenly Dragon Techniques.
After her initial delight in reading the Eight Heavenly Dragon Techniques, Long Xuan felt a sense of helplessness.
This cultivation technique required so special resources, which were not available here, making cultivation impossible.
Suppressing the restlessness in her heart, Long Xuan began to comprehend the cultivation technique.
Lu Xuanji also went to the side, refining the spiritual qi within the Grotto World Pearl, beginning his cultivation.
After stepping into the Nascent Soul stage, he first dealt with the celestial tribulation, then faced the siege of the East Sea monsters, followed by the pursuit of Divinity Transformation powerhouses, leaving hardly any ti to gain benefits.
At this mont, it was a good ti to take advantage of the leisure to comprehend the mysteries of the Nascent Soul and the changes in realm.
The Golden Core, the foundation of the Great Dao.
The Nascent Soul, it is the path to gradually evolve the Great Dao.
Different cultivators transform into different Nascent Souls.
The Nascent Soul of a Sword Cultivator is sword-shaped; for a Demonic Cultivator, it is the supre Demon God; for an Immortal Dao Cultivator, the Nascent Soul is the supre Immortal; Array-type Cultivators have a Nascent Soul shaped like an array plate.
A cultivator’s cultivation technique and personality differ, thus the Nascent Soul they condense differs as well.
Lu Xuanji’s Nascent Soul has yin and yang attributes, the mysteries of pure yang, the life and death of the Five Elents, the innate Five Greats, and the path of termination, fusing many attributes together, transforming into an imposing Demon God.
Simultaneously, Earth Escape Golden Light, Nine Transformations of Fish and Dragon, and Nine-Colored Divine Saber, all beca lifebound divine techniques, lted into the Nascent Soul.
Using these divine techniques now not only increases speed, explosive power is strong, but the consumption of magical power is also less.
Now, by urging the Nascent Soul, one can also leverage the Heaven and Earth Laws, entering reincarnation, opening the second life.
The lifespan of a Nascent Soul Cultivator is two thousand years, and many cultivators, when their life span is exhausted, enter reincarnation to be reborn as a fetus, starting a second life.
In the second life, they enter the mother’s womb and are born shortly after, quickly regaining their previous life’s mories.
Relying on the mory of the previous life, they can restore themselves to the Nascent Soul realm in a very short ti.
Thus, although a Nascent Soul Cultivator’s apparent lifespan is two thousand years, by leveraging reincarnation to live another life, and further extending life with the consumption of elixirs, they can live for five thousand years.
However, living a second life and cultivating anew cos with enormous dangers.
If there is no powerful guardian and they encounter formidable enemies, they might be killed at their weakest, leading to their demise.
"Unfortunately, the Forbidden Land isolates everything. If I die here, it’s truly the end. There’s no way to leverage the laws to live a second life!" Lu Xuanji sighed softly.
Suppressing the restlessness in his heart, he began to sort through his magical power and divine techniques.
In the process of tempering his magical power, the power beca more agile and more profound.
In his spare ti, he walked in the grand hall, observing the majestic pillars, so closed stone doors, the carvings, textures, paintings, etc., having a distinct style, with different insights gained during comprehension.
Observing the passage of ti, grasping the transformations of ti.
Observing the piles of bones, gaining insights into the impermanence of life and death.
Observing the magnificent hall, understanding the might of cultivators.
In his spare ti, Lu Xuanji and Long Xuan would co together, engaging in Yin Yang dual cultivation, experiencing beautiful things.
In the lonely hall, they passed the ti, adding a touch of interest to an otherwise dull life.
In the blink of an eye, ten years had passed.
But Lu Xuanji knew that outside, only ten days had actually passed.
After their pleasures, Long Xuan tidied herself, put on a blue dress, styled her hair elegantly, her face slightly flushed, and said, "Husband, I feel lonely, I sowhat miss Purple Sun Mountain, I miss those sword attendants, and I miss the young miss."
"I miss them too, but we cannot leave!" Lu Xuanji laughed and said, "In the past ten years, I’ve thought of ways to get out, but it’s all been in vain!"
"Are we to grow old and die here?"
Long Xuan asked.
"The possibility is high!" Lu Xuanji said, seemingly sensing Long Xuan’s mood was sowhat depressed, so he diverted the conversation: "Long Xuan, who are your parents? Your dragon bloodline level is very high, only a step away from King’s Blood!"
Long Xuan said, "I don’t know either. My earliest mory is at the age of eight, imprisoned in a cage, sold as a slave. Until the young miss ca to the cage and directly took away. As for the mory before the age of eight, I just can’t rember it!"
"Didn’t you have secret techniques to recall the past mories?"
Lu Xuanji asked.
"I’ve thought about it, of course, but thinking is useless!" Long Xuan said, "The young miss used secret techniques to try and restore my mory, yet it was a failure too. My mories seed to have been wiped clean by a supre existence. Later on, I stopped thinking about it. Over the years, the young miss has treated very well, we are like sisters. Later on, being together with you, enjoying the joys of love between man and woman, I haven’t thought of anything else!"
"Why bother recalling the past, it only brings more worries and pain!"
Saying this, Long Xuan laughed, appearing extrely free and unrestrained.
The young lady said her bloodline level is very high, possibly a princess of the Dragon Race, with a significant status.
However, Long Xuan thought for a mont and didn’t pay much attention.
"May I examine you, perhaps it could be beneficial for you?" Lu Xuanji said.
"Thank you, my husband!"
Long Xuan nodded in agreent.
As he spoke, Lu Xuanji channeled his magical power and began to enter Long Xuan’s body.
Long Xuan displayed a half-dragon, half-human form with the powerful physique of the Dragon Race. Her dragon bloodline made her body extrely robust, not inferior to a Golden Core Body Cultivator, with a lifespan reaching 1,500 years, 500 years more than an ordinary human core cultivator. She also inherited the human talent for comprehension, making her understanding of magic exceedingly fast.
Subsequently, a wisp of divine thought entered, observing her divine soul, yet found nothing amiss.
Everything appeared quite normal.
But her mories before the age of eight were blank.
Everything seed normal, yet this was precisely what’s most abnormal.
Even using the Tunneling One Map, Celestial Destiny Ball, Chaos Map, and others for prediction, everything also appeared normal.
But precisely because it was normal, there were rather too many abnormalities.
"Phone, destiny calculation!"
At that mont, Lu Xuanji’s divine thoughts flashed, sensing and collecting the aura on Long Xuan’s divine soul for prediction.
A terrifying scene appeared on the phone.
It showed one talisman after another terrifyingly sealing her divine soul, locking its essence.
Every talisman carried a terrifying aura.
Each of these talismans carried horrifying energy, the aura so strong that it was frightening.
If the talismans were to explode, the destructive force could instantly kill that Dragon Race Divinity Transformation being.
There were twenty-one such talismans, sealing Long Xuan’s divine soul like chains, suppressing its potential.
Lu Xuanji intended to continue exploring its mysteries, but his soul felt fatigued, forcing him to give up.
Opening his eyes, he saw Long Xuan’s anxious gaze!
"Husband, what’s wrong with you?" Long Xuan asked. "Look at yourself!"
With that, she handed over a mirror.
Looking into the mirror, his face was gaunt, his skin yellowish, like a sickly ghost.
He looked as if he had gone through a severe illness. More than that, his essence was depleted, his qi and blood empty, and his soul exhausted.
"Why have I beco like this ghostly figure!"
Lu Xuanji was stunned as well.
Long Xuan said, "Husband, not long ago your soul was in a stupor, seemingly trapped in Enlightennt Dao for seven days and nights before waking up!"
"Seven days and nights, yet I felt it was less than three breaths long!"
Lu Xuanji said.
"Husband, what happened to you?" Long Xuan eagerly asked.
"Long Xuan, there’s a great secret on you, one that’s sowhat terrifying!" Lu Xuanji spoke, describing the scene he observed, those terrifying talisman seals on her soul.
Long Xuan was incredulous, "Husband, there are terrifying seals on my soul, why don’t I know?"
"Your realm isn’t high enough to even see or feel them!" Lu Xuanji sighed, "I sensed them, but the cost was vast as you saw! Furthermore, I can’t break the seals for now. Even reaching Divinity Transformation... I still might not be able to break it!"
From the Dragon Race Divinity Transformation who pursued him, he deduced the power he’d wield reaching Divinity Transformation, yet still couldn’t tear the seals.
He could gauge the strength of Divinity Transformation to so extent;
But the strength of those seals, he couldn’t guess at all.
"Husband, don’t dwell on these thoughts!"
Long Xuan said.
"Eh!"
At that mont, a sigh sounded.
This sigh was soft but clearly reached Lu Xuanji’s ears, Long Xuan heard it too.
"How interesting, truly two desperate lovers!"
At this mont, a voice ca, sending waves of a terrifying aura, bringing a tinge of destructive energy.
Instantly, Lu Xuanji felt a wave of oppression, asking, "Senior, how do I address you?"
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