Song Yan said, "You and I are the third type."
Long Muyun pondered briefly, not sure what she was thinking, then nodded slightly and said, "Alright, let’s be friends first."
Song Yan sat cross-legged, eyes closed, deeply imrsed in the contents of the "Corpse Cutting Technique."
It must be said, sitting on this True Spirit Jade Lotus Platform, he only felt his perception more acute and his thoughts quicker, compared to his current state... without sitting here, he was like a decrepit old man in a wheelchair, with stiff thoughts.
"Corpse Cutting Technique" is an extrely sophisticated cultivation technique.
Previously, while cultivating with wisdom, Song Yan had actually tried to modify it but stopped short, because he realized... he was completely incapable of altering this technique.
But now, things were different.
Firstly, he sat on the True Spirit Jade Lotus Platform, his comprehension was amplified a hundred tis, and his lifespan exceeded two million;
Secondly, Teacher Long was sitting next to him, if he didn’t understand sothing, he could ask, as long as he asked appropriately, Teacher Long would surely think he was diligently studying the "Corpse Cutting Technique."
Song Yan modestly invested a millennium in comprehending, tried a few ideas, and started asking Long Muyun.
Long Muyun answered every question patiently.
Along the way, the two chatted and discussed their insights into so cultivation techniques.
Despite Song Yan’s realm not being as high as Long Muyun’s, his understanding of cultivation techniques was very profound; at tis, he would even propose ideas that made Long Muyun’s eyes light up, leading her to ponder deeply, and reflect on it in her own cultivation techniques.
Other tis, they would even create low-level cultivation techniques to test their concepts, suppressing their realms to compete.
Sotis Long Muyun won, and other tis Song Yan won.
In the course of chatting, they ended up talking about matters beyond cultivation techniques.
During this process, Song Yan’s understanding of the extraction of "Lifebound Secret Treasure rging into the Body" from the "Mirage Mist Toad Chanting Three-legged Scripture" and his insights into the "Corpse Cutting Technique" gradually deepened.
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...
In the blink of an eye...
Ti flowed like water, ten years passed swiftly.
In the Secret Realm Passage, Vilampu and Emperor Shixiang were trudging along with difficulty.
If any demons from the insect and elephant tribes were here, they would definitely not recognize their ancestors.
Ragged clothes, covered in dust, bruised and battered...
It’s not that they were incompetent, it’s just that this Celestial Venerable Secret Realm was too terrifying.
Even though Long Muyun hadn’t appeared for ten years, for them to survive until now was not an easy task.
At this ti, they were cautiously using Qi Concealnt Technique, exploring deeper.
Emperor Shixiang finally couldn’t help but ask, "Insect Emperor, what exactly are you looking for?"
Vilampu replied, "Sothing very important, as long as we find it, this trip won’t have been in vain."
Emperor Shixiang said, "This Secret Realm is sealed, we can’t get out."
Vilampu said, "Once the Netherworld’s Qi overwhelms this place, we can escape."
"Escape... you say it so easily..." Emperor Shixiang murmured in a low voice, "When the Netherworld’s Qi overwhelms, it is the most dangerous ti in the Celestial Venerable Secret Realm. At that point, it’s not just praying for fewer encounters with Netherworld Corpse Demons, but rather hoping to avoid encountering strange Netherworld life forms..."
Before the word "life" was even spoken, Emperor Shixiang’s voice stopped abruptly.
Because, he saw a crack.
Below the crack was pitch black.
This darkness was the Netherworld’s Qi, nothing remarkable.
But... amidst the darkness, the segnt of white texture stood out sharply.
Emperor Shixiang had never seen this thing, with a bit of discernnt, he realized that the white texture could be roughly described as "nodules," but these "nodules" were not like individual bags; they seed extrely complex, as if it were script written in the cracks.
Besides this, those nodules quivered strangely, like a heartbeat, resembling fetal movent, as eerie as can be.
"Insect Emperor, you’re experienced and knowledgeable, what is this?" Emperor Shixiang’s voice trembled a bit.
Vilampu said, "Words conveying the path, it is a docunt from the Netherworld, but what kind of docunt... I haven’t seen it, hurry over."
The two formidable demons, cautious as ever, stepped past the crack.
Emperor Shixiang said, "Did you notice how quickly the Celestial Venerable Secret Realm is decaying, at most in a hundred years it will be damaged. But that woman said it would take several thousand years?"
Vilampu said, "Not sure what has changed. But it’s both bad and good. Let’s make good use of ti..."
Another round of searching comnced.
Suddenly, Vilampu stopped at a corner, carefully observed, suddenly showed excitent, then pressed a black hand against an apparently normal wall, sliding it left and right until settling.
On the empty wall, a strange restraint suddenly appeared.
Vilampu’s hand rotated.
The restraint slowly dissipated, and the bricks behind vanished, replaced by a brocade box.
Vilampu exclaid in joy, "Got it!"
Emperor Shixiang asked bewildered, "Aren’t we looking for Song Yan and the Celestial Venerable’s Secret Treasure?"
Vilampu said, "This item is my true purpose for this trip!"
He slowly opened the brocade box.
Inside the box lay a gleaming golden tightening ring.
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