Chapter 145 The secret technique of practicing in a single secret realm

After being tortured in the Tiger King's vision, Wang Kun's mind was lost in the sky, lying on the ground, breathing vaguely, chattering nonsensical words, as if he had been spoiled.

The Tiger King raised his hand, and the essence of heaven and earth gathered together. The blood stains on Wang Kun's body stopped immediately, and then the injuries were repaired visibly.

The monk's body is extremely strong. It's no big deal to bleed a little, break a bone, peel off a little skin, or break a few holes.

Wang Kun turned over and lay there on his back, saying feebly: "King Tiger, I am too seriously injured now. My whole body is weak and I cannot lift my energy. It is difficult for me to fight again. Don't drag me in again."
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Tiger King nodded, he really needs to slow down.

At noon, Ye Fan came over. He was startled when he met and said in confusion: "What have you done? Why are you so depressed?"

"Birth, old age, illness and death are suffering, and dependent origins are empty." Wang Kun muttered and said with a smile: "Don't worry about these details, what can I do for you?"

Ye Fan was speechless. Abnormal things that happened to Wang Kun seemed to be normal. He said happily: "The remains of the saints and saints in the treasure house of King Qingjiao are mine, hahahaha!"

This is a good thing! Although the thing is good, King Qingjiao can't use it to show its value. If you give it to Ye Fan, he can use it as a troublemaker and cause trouble.

"Congratulations, what did you pay for?" Wang Kun was confused. The "Tao Jing" Wheel and Sea Scroll was almost meaningless. There were too many different versions circulated. The Tianyao Palace might not have a full version, and other things were not easy to spread.

"Dou Zi Mi." Ye Fan said, frowning slightly.

"Oh?" Wang Kun was surprised, and his intuition told him that there was something wrong! When I first told him about it, I had to go around the corner.

"I asked them to help rescue King Jiang Shen, and King Shenhu said to leave it to him." After Ye Fan finished speaking, he let out a sigh.

Wang Kun understood in his heart, smiled and said: "That's a good thing! The fourteen bandits are not simple behind the scenes. I believe good news will come soon."

Jiang Taixu should have pretty much handled the situation. When the Holy City is betting on stones, you can go to him and report the situation.

"Let's go and see together. The remains of the ancient sages are here!"

A huge mountain stands tall and towering into the clouds. On the top of the peak is a beautiful jade building with swaying auspicious light and endless auspicious clouds.

In front of a huge palace, more than a dozen monks, including three demon kings, plus an honest black native dog, gathered together, full of expectations.

The old demon from the first floor of Sendai, who was about to reach the end of his life and was very old, came forward to see the six of them. Then he opened the thick white jade door, and a flood of spiritual energy rushed out, with a brilliant and dazzling brilliance that dazzled the eyes.

The treasure house is very large, divided into nine layers, and the brilliance is shining. There are heavy treasures everywhere, such as the golden holy sword, the red-blooded demon spear, the copper divine bell, the coiled dragon tripod, etc., hanging in the air independently, with the divine glow blooming, dazzling and dazzling.

It feels like a dream and is shocking.

Various sacred materials are rare and radiant, such as blood dragon wood, divine phoenix grass, dragon beads, etc., which rise and fall, are magnificent and dazzling, dazzling and exciting.

The Black Emperor's big eyes were rolling around, his brows were furrowed, his teeth were gnashing, and his claws were trembling, almost turning him into a dead dog.

"There are so many treasures, the nine major halls are packed full of them, how much is this worth to Fang Yuan?!" Ye Fan said, his heart was itching unbearably, these are all from Yuan, but it's a pity that they are not his!

"You can take whatever you want." King Qingjiao suddenly spoke and said to Ye Fan. Things that can be placed in the treasure house are all things outside the body.

Wang Kun shrugged. People with strong strength or ancient magical skills can transmit sounds and intercept secrets.

Ye Fan is sluggish, this...

The Black Emperor stood up, grabbing Ye Fan's arm with his big paws, breathing heavily, and his thoughts were beyond words.

Ye Fan hurriedly took a picture of it. Although he also wanted to have them all, he had to pay attention to the appearance of the food. This dog was too ugly!

Many younger generations are envious because there is a big difference between their family and their own.

Ye Fan let out a breath, raised his hands to thank him, and then said: "I want to see the physical body of the saint first." These things are here anyway, so there is no need to worry.

"Of course." King Qingjiao nodded in agreement and said, "Let's go."

In the ninth level of the treasure hall, treasures are piled up like mountains, and various rare treasures are flowing with terrifying fluctuations, which are dazzling.

In the center, a figure sits cross-legged. The flesh and blood are dried up and clinging to the bones, as if it is dying, but the treasures around it are as ordinary as sand.

He looks middle-aged, with disheveled black hair and a straight back. He looks directly at everyone with his head held high, giving people a sense of immortal power that seems to be transmitted across time and space.

These are the remains of the ancient sage who opened up the small world here. In the past, he may have been a hero, but now there is only a dry and cold corpse left.

An inexplicable energy emanates. Although there is no murderous intention and no danger is sensed, it still makes everyone's heart feel heavy as a mountain. They can't help themselves and can only stop moving forward.

Although the saint is dead, his power is still there and cannot be desecrated!

"It is indeed the corpse of a sage! There is no way to transform!" The Divine Tiger King couldn't help but marvel.

The ancient saints did not decay even if they died, and their bodies and flesh could be lifelike, but they rarely remained in the world, because once they died, they would transform into Taoism and leave nothing behind.

"When I first discovered this small world, I found the Temple of the Immortal. This sage was seated in it. It should be to suppress the evil spirits sealed under the Temple of the Immortal." King Qingjiao said.

"The evil spirit suppressed by the sage?! Is he already dead?" King Shenhu asked, so much time has passed, and the remains of the sage have also moved.

"I don't know, it's just that it was sealed. After such a long period of time, the Dao pattern has not lost its effectiveness. On the contrary, this remains is no longer effective in suppressing it." King Qingjiao explained.

"Oh, that's it. Have you found anything through research?" King Tiger pointed at the sage's corpse and asked.

"Nothing was found. So it has been left here untouched for thousands of years." King Qingjiao shook his head and said, if it had been studied and understood, then this corpse would not exist.

He has always been researching alone, and this secret has never spread. Although he still has some connections in Tianyao Palace, he may be able to find some clues left over from ancient times, but the value is too great, and he cannot afford to gamble.

The ancient holy body is too scarce. It has been rare since ancient times. For a long time, especially after the ancient times, it has not been obvious. The world knows very little about it. He studied it lonely.

Facing the corpse of a sage who had been dead for tens of thousands of years, although everyone was suffering physically and mentally, everyone looked eagerly ahead. The immortal body of tens of thousands of years was a rare and priceless treasure!

Although everyone is alive and active in this world, they are envious of this corpse.

This is a master who has reached the realm of saints and sages. It is a height that everyone longs for but is out of reach. It is a realm in dreams.

Even Wang Kun, who has met the true saint, and Tiger King, who seems to be not far away, are no exception.

Sanctification is a heavy and fascinating topic in this world.

"The ancient holy body in the realm of saints? How did he achieve success in cultivation?" This is the doubt in the hearts of many people.

After the ancient times, although the Holy Body occasionally appeared in the world, it no longer dominated the sky and swept the world as it did before the ancient times. This is because this world is no longer suitable for this kind of physical practice.

As for why this is the case, many people have explored it for countless years, but no one has been able to understand it.

If we can find a way for the Holy Body to advance into a sage, and add a living Holy Body here, the imagination will suddenly become boundless.

"So - after ancient times, how should the Holy Body be sanctified?"

"It may be possible to cross the four-pole chasm, but I have never heard of any successful examples. All holy places have failed."

"A single secret realm from the ancient times can also be used, but - I have never heard of such a holy body appearing in the ancient times. Perhaps the secret technique passed down by the holy body has been lost."

The ancient holy body inheritance method needs to be judged by spiritual thoughts. There will be many cuts in the running route of the body after death, which cannot be completed by touching the body. For example, the Dacheng Holy Body who died in Shengya has no time to inherit it, but Ye Fan will not be able to pass it on later.

The secret methods obtained are incomplete.

Nowadays, in addition to the ancient forbidden land, only the Dacheng Holy Body God who was suppressed by Sakyamuni on Mars has a complete method. Of course, the Wushi Emperor should also have it.

Everyone made room for Ye Fan, who stood there like a clay sculpture. He might be the key to solving this mystery.

Ye Fan remained motionless, frozen on the spot, interacting with the withered corpse.

Everyone’s eyes lit up, it looked like there was something going on!

King Qingjiao looked at Ye Fan with expectant eyes. Originally, because he could not gain anything from the exploration, he had prepared to use it as a medium to mobilize the Qinglian Emperor's soldiers in case of emergency. Although it has been sent out now, it is still his thousand-year-old son.

The knot of my heart.

The Black Emperor's head is congested with blood. It can only look at such a treasure quietly. This is a great torture for it.

Others can't calm down either.

After a while, Ye Fan woke up from a strange illusion. After greeting everyone, he walked forward step by step.

Wang Kun was watching, thinking wildly, and suddenly frowned.

The Holy Body specializes in the ancient arts of various secret realms. You can only practice them after becoming a saint. So how did this person reach the realm of sage?

Could it be that——he also masters other single secret realm auxiliary secret methods?!

Wang Kun's eyes shone brightly. He originally thought it was only Ye Fan's treasure, but now it seems that he can also get a share of the pie!

If it is true, then this holy body has a great origin, but it has been so long ago that everything has disappeared in the sand of history.

As Ye Fan moved closer to the remains of the sage, Wang Kun naturally moved closer to Zong Yin and gave him a secret signal.

"Young Master, it's time to speak." The Tiger King's voice came softly.

"As far as I know, the secret technique of Holy Body inheritance can only be practiced after becoming a saint. This person may have other secret techniques for practicing in a single secret realm. I will stabilize Ye Fan and create opportunities for you to see if you can use this secret technique.

You can get the technique. If it doesn't work, go to Mr. Wei for help." Wang Kun explained through a message.

"After Young Master Ye finds it, can you ask him for a share?" Tiger King asked doubtfully.

"He resonates with this corpse, and it is estimated that he can only obtain the content related to the Holy Body. As for the rest, depending on his level, he is beyond his capabilities." Wang Kun explained, because he remembered that Ye Fan was originally like this.

"Indeed." Tiger King nodded.

He is thinking that since there is no sign of a breakthrough for the time being, maybe he should practice the method of a single secret realm. Even if it cannot achieve immediate results, it can still strengthen his foundation. After all, his cultivation talent is not bad.

"Bang!"

When Ye Fan walked less than a foot away from the remains of the ancient corpse, the corpse trembled, which shocked everyone. Fortunately, there was no danger and no murderous intent appeared.

"Bang!"
To be continued...