Although that action seemed subtle, it was a form of acknowledgment.
Or rather, the Mighty Figure of Tomb Sect was expressing his gratitude to Su Zimo.
"This treasure has followed me for more than 10,000 years. To think that I would still let it gather dust in the end,"
The skeleton retracted his palm and looked at Little Fatty. "Keep this Acheron Painting well. When you advance to the Nascent Soul realm in the future, refine it as your Destiny Dharmic Weapon."
"Even if you can't restore it to its former glory, you have to repair it and return to the realm of a Dharmic treasure!"
The prerequisite for the Acheron Painting to become a Dharmic treasure was for Little Fatty to advance to the Mahayana realm!
However, the Mahayana realm was extremely difficult.
Even this paragon who was once the titular disciple of Tomb Sect did not manage to take that step in the end.
"Don't worry, senior, I'll do my best!"
Little Fatty nodded vigorously and put away the Acheron Painting solemnly.
Surveying the surroundings, the skeleton looked at Linghu, Qing Qing and the others who were still nervous and said slowly, "You guys don't have to be afraid. I've already died a long time ago and what's left in this skeleton is merely a remnant consciousness of mine."
"50,000 years ago, I failed to break through to the Mahayana realm and my lifespan was almost up. As such, I could only set up this Astral Dragon Sputum Lair and wait for my descendants."
Everyone was a little confused and confused when they heard this.
Since he was already dead, how could a remnant consciousness survive till now?
As though he could sense everyone's confusion, the skeleton explained, "This remnant consciousness of mine made use of this tomb to fuse into the dragon vein and deceive the heavenly secrets. That's why I was able to survive. Now that the dragon vein has been absorbed, I'm about to die as well. "
Everyone was enlightened.
The skeleton continued, "The reason why I left this remnant consciousness behind was to prevent the Acheron Painting from falling into the hands of outsiders. The final test of the Great Necropolis is me! "
When they heard that, everyone had conflicted expressions and felt a sense of lingering fear.
The meaning behind the skeleton's words was clear.
If anyone among them harbored ill intentions earlier on and wanted to lay their hands on the Acheron Painting, they would have been dead by now!
Even a remnant consciousness of a Conjoint Body Mighty Figure was enough to kill anyone present!
Su Zimo's mouth twitched.
The Mighty Figure of Tomb Sect could no longer be described as merely meticulous.
This was already considered abnormal!
Who would have thought that after passing so many tests, there would be a final test!
It was also the most terrifying and deadly test!
Su Zimo's heart stirred as he looked at Lin Xuanji beside him.
There was no surprise in Lin Xuanji's eyes, as though he had expected this.
"As expected!"
Su Zimo laughed in his heart, "What a thief!"
When Su Zimo first entered this place and noticed that nothing in the palace had been touched, he was confused. Was Lin Xuanji really that good?
Only now did he understand.
This Lin Xuanji must have expected this to happen.
Dry Bones turned around and arrived in front of Su Zimo.
"You have four completely different auras!"
Skeleton said slowly, "Immortal sects, Buddhist sects, Fiend sects … and Demonic Qi!"
"Yes."
Su Zimo nodded.
Naturally, there was no way he could hide his secrets from Conjoint Body Mighty Figures.
"Good, good, very good."
Dry Bones nodded repeatedly, seemingly pleased.
The skeleton took out an ancient book from the stone shelf at the side and gently wiped off the dust on it before handing it to Su Zimo. "Take this book. If you can fulfill my unfulfilled wish, it will definitely bring blessings to the world and bring blessings to the masses."
Su Zimo received the ancient book and flipped it open gently. After a brief glance, his expression changed gradually.
In this ancient book, there were records of how mortals without a Spirit Root could cultivate, and how to condense a Golden Core and how to attempt it!
Of course, all of those methods ended in failure.
However, there were many insights and conclusions at the back of every single method!
Su Zimo was touched when he witnessed Su Hong's lifespan being depleted and the corpses of the citizens of Yan Country floating in the wilderness with worthless lives. He swore a grand wish to establish a Dao and change the fates of the masses!
To others, this ancient book was practically a waste of paper.
However, it was way too important for Su Zimo!
Those failed attempts and methods were all precious experiences left behind by predecessors.
It would save him a lot of time and effort!
Skeleton said, "I've spent most of my effort and effort on this for more than 20,000 years of my life. Unfortunately, I haven't been able to create a path. "
"If you have that intention, you can only continue on this path. If even you can't do it, this will probably be a dead end … "
Su Zimo was an immortal, Buddhist, fiend and demonic cultivator.
If even he could not create a path and create a new Great Dao, no one else in this world would be qualified to do so.
Of course, given Su Zimo's current cultivation realm, his horizons and knowledge were limited and he was far from being able to establish a Dao.
Su Zimo bowed deeply to the skeleton and said sincerely, "Thank you, senior. This ancient book is extremely important to me!"
"Alright!"
The skeleton nodded and the light on its glabella dimmed.
After pondering for a moment, the skeleton turned and pointed to the electric pool that shone with purple light not far away. "That's the Purple Electric Pool. It can be used to refine one's body and weapons."
"There's an ancient scroll in the center of the electric pool. It's a cultivation technique from the Void Thunder Manual called the Purple Thunder Manual. It's a heaven-grade cultivation technique and contains everything. Apart from spirit refinement techniques, there are many other Dharmic arts. Take it."
When he heard that, Su Zimo was delighted.
Cultivation techniques and Dharmic arts could be divided into four grades – heaven, earth, mystic and yellow.
For example, Misty Peak did not even have any mystic grade cultivation techniques or Dharmic arts!
Only aristocratic families and upper sects possessed mystic grade cultivation techniques and Dharmic arts.
As for earth-grade cultivation techniques and Dharmic arts, only the super sects possessed them and they were all secrets that were difficult to spread.
Although there were many cultivation techniques and Dharmic arts on the stone shelves in the palace, Su Zimo took a look around and saw that they were all yellow-grade. Even if there were mystic grades, they existed separately and did not form a system.
But now, there was a heaven-grade cultivation technique right in front of Su Zimo – this was a heavenly opportunity!
Furthermore, this was a scroll of the Void Thunder Manual!
To begin with, Su Zimo possessed the power of thunder within his body and it would be much easier for him to cultivate!
Everything was prepared and the only thing left was for Su Zimo to advance to Nascent Soul before he could cultivate the Purple Thunder Manual.
Lin Xuanji's eyes reddened once more.
"It must be the effect of the dragon vein!"
Lin Xuanji wanted to cry but no tears came out as he lamented internally, "Otherwise, this opportunity would have most likely been mine!"
The skeleton turned around and returned to the steps, sitting down slowly with a relaxed expression. "I can finally leave in peace. You guys are doing well, very well."
With that said, the light on the skeleton's glabella dimmed completely.
Without the support of the Mighty Figure's power, the skeleton collapsed and turned into dust as well!
Su Zimo sighed gently with a lamenting expression.
Legend has it that Conjoint Body Mighty Figures had lifespans of more than 20,000 years.
However, the mighty figure of Tomb Sect was able to unleash such a heaven-defying ability. Using such a method, he continued to exist in this world for another fifty thousand years to witness the scene today.
It was only at this moment that all traces of him vanished from this world!
At the same time, everyone bowed deeply towards the cloud of dust.
It was respect.
It was also a final farewell.
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