How many Core Forging Stage cultivators had appeared in Zhenling's tens of thousands of years of inheritance? If each of these cultivators had left one of their inheritances in the Soaring Cloud Grotto, how many different inheritances would there be in the Soaring Cloud Grotto after tens of thousands of years of accumulation?
It was likely that no one in Zhenling knew about the number of inheritances.
However, Lu Ping knew that the Soaring Cloud Grotto might not be the highest level of inheritance in Zhenling, but it was the most popular inheritance in the history of Zhenling for Core Forging Stage cultivators.
The truly high level inheritances in Zhenling were not easily accessible to ordinary Core Forging Stage cultivators. Only the Soaring Cloud Grotto had a low threshold to enter. Moreover, the Soaring Cloud Grotto was like a Zhenling. It was a microcosm of the entire North Sea's cultivation world for tens of thousands of years. The essence of too many Core Forging Stage cultivators had condensed here. It was a great attraction for cultivators who had just entered the Core Forging Stage or even the mid-stage Core Forging Stage.
Lu Ping had already stayed in the Soaring Cloud Grotto for ten days. During these ten days, Lu Ping had found tens of inheritances in various corners of the grotto. These inheritances were of all kinds and could even be described as bizarre. The places where these inheritances were stored were also varied. Perhaps he could pick up a stone from the ground and there would be an ingenious senior cultivator writing down a part of the inheritance on it.
At that moment, Lu Ping was next to a pile of ashes from a bonfire. In his hand were a few bones that were clearly leftovers. Earlier, when Lu Ping came to this valley, he had wanted to take a break and sort out the various inheritances he had observed in the grotto. However, he did not expect that his divine sense would capture a sharp sword energy. Thus, he found a part of the inheritance on the bones. Someone had used divine sense to engrave a set of sword technique inheritance on the bones. Unfortunately, the cultivator who recorded this inheritance was clearly weaker than Lu Ping. This sword technique was not compatible with the sword technique that Lu Ping cultivated and could only be used as a reference.
Lu Ping threw the bones to the side. Just as he got up, he felt something strange. A breeze seemed to have a life of its own as it circled around Lu Ping twice before blowing into the distance.
Lu Ping's heart moved. He couldn't care about sorting out what he had gained these days. The escape light flashed under his feet, and he went with the breeze.
On the side of a cliff, Lu Ping looked at the smooth cliff wall in front of him with some surprise. There were several inheritances left by cultivators on it. However, after Lu Ping looked at it, there was not much novelty in it. Only the breeze that seemed to be psychic surprised Lu Ping. If it was not for Lu Ping's divine sense that was far superior to ordinary people, he would not be able to detect the abnormality of this breeze. However, it was a pity that when Lu Ping chased here, the breeze had disappeared without a trace.
Lu Ping looked at the cliff in front of him as if he was hesitating about something. Finally, he seemed to have made up his mind. His eyes suddenly flashed with blue light. Lu Ping's "Three Pure True Pupils" had now begun to fuse with the fourth natural oddity, the Clear Spirit Stone Milk. His ability to see through the falsehood had greatly increased.
After a moment, Lu Ping's expression became happy, but it was soon followed by some hesitation.
This flat cliff wall was indeed used by cultivators to hide their inheritances, just as Lu Ping expected. However, this restriction was too brilliant. Not only was it not discovered by others, but many later cultivators left their inheritances on this cliff wall.
If Lu Ping wanted to break the restriction, these inheritances would inevitably be destroyed. Of course, Lu Ping could also make a copy of these inheritances. However, when these inheritances were left behind by cultivators, they were all engraved with their divine sense. More or less, they retained some of the cultivator's comprehension and concepts. Lu Ping could make a copy of the inheritance, but the trace of the cultivator's comprehension would inevitably disappear. The Flying Cloud Grotto was the place of inheritance for Zhenling, so the most taboo thing was to destroy other people's inheritances.
Lu Ping hesitated for a while, but in the end, he decided to take the risk. From the breeze, Lu Ping could feel that the things behind this restriction were definitely of great use to him.
Just in case, Lu Ping first used a few stones to carve the inheritances on the cliff wall, then placed them to the side.
Lu Ping stood before the cliff wall, his hands suddenly forming hand seals. Ever since Lu Ping obtained the mysterious purple jade slip from Fei Ling Island, he had been studying it every day and had become proficient in many restrictions. Not to mention, this was a place of inheritance. Although the restrictions on the cliff wall were mysterious, they were not difficult to break. Lu Ping did his best to carefully open a hole in the magic formation, but it still affected one of the inheritances on the cliff wall.
Looking at the inheritance that was erased, Lu Ping sighed helplessly. Then, he suddenly went into a hole that suddenly appeared on the cliff wall.
This was actually the place where a senior cultivator died!
Lu Ping looked at the corpse of a cultivator sitting cross-legged in the cave. After years of erosion, the corpse had long decayed, leaving only a skeleton. Beside the skeleton was a small flag that fluttered without any wind. It was the source of the strange breeze from a while ago. Lu Ping looked at the cultivator sitting cross-legged in the cave.
Lu Ping carefully scanned the cave with his divine sense. Aside from the small banner, he could not find anything else. He could not help but shake his head in regret. Then, he focused all his attention on the small banner.
Cyan light flashed within Lu Ping's eyes. He could only see what seemed to be a hidden spirit within the small banner. Lu Ping's expression flickered. In the end, he probed the small banner with his divine sense. At the same time, a water-blue halo of light suddenly overflowed from Lu Ping's body. It converged into a fine stream and formed a circle around the small banner. It was like a spirit snake waiting for an opportunity to strike.
A loud bang rang out within Lu Ping's divine sense. Lu Ping's entire body could not help but sway. Next, within Lu Ping's core space, the three strange wyrms that had been condensed into a golden core roared in unison. They constantly swam around the surface of the golden core and the divine sense attack from the small banner was immediately neutralized by Lu Ping.
Lu Ping breathed a long sigh of relief. Then, he sat cross-legged on the ground and silently calmed the turbulence in his divine sense. At the same time, he was also sorting out the inheritance that had been transmitted from the small banner during the divine sense attack.
It was said that after a cultivator entered the Dharma Phase, the Dharma Phase was almost the cultivator's second life. Even if the Dharma Phase Laozu's physical body was destroyed, he could rely on the Dharma Phase to survive and possess a body. Moreover, the Dharma Phase Possession was different from the Golden Core Possession. After the Golden Core Possession, the person who was possessed would lose most of their self-awareness and their spiritual power. However, the Dharma Phase Possession did not have such concerns. It was just that it would hinder future cultivation.
Lu Ping did not expect that the senior cultivator in front of him was actually a late Core Forging cultivator when he was alive. Like Lu Ping, the senior cultivator's divine sense was also far stronger than cultivators of the same level. Before he entered the Dharma Phase, the strength of the divine sense condensed in his golden core was already comparable to that of the Dharma Phase Laozu. The only thing he lacked was the final step of completely fusing his divine sense with his spiritual essence to form the Dharma Phase.
Before this cultivator died, he stripped all of his divine sense from his golden core and sealed it in the small flag. No one knew how many years had passed, but the divine sense sealed in the small flag had already disappeared. Only a spiritual sense was left behind, relying on the small flag to wander around the Flying Clouds Grotto from time to time. However, it did not attract the attention of cultivators anymore.
Lu Ping did not know why this senior cultivator chose to die in the Flying Clouds Grotto, how he could enter here to die, and why he left behind his inheritance in such a strange way. However, this time, Lu Ping still received the legacy of this senior cultivator. A complete set of divine sense cultivation and the method to use it was enough for Lu Ping's divine sense to improve further, and there were many more wonderful ways to use it.
Lu Ping bowed to the corpse and once again used his divine sense and the "Three Pure True Eyes" to explore the entire cave. After confirming that there was indeed nothing missing, he wrapped the small flag with his blue spiritual essence and left the cliff cave. Then, he restored the restriction on the cliff wall.
Suppressing the excitement of obtaining this superior divine sense cultivation technique, Lu Ping pinched his fingers and calculated. Suddenly, a strange expression appeared on his face. Another seven or eight days had passed. He did not expect that the momentary impact of the divine sense would actually cause Lu Ping to unknowingly spend so much time in the cliff cave.
On this day, Lu Ping once again walked to a valley and suddenly heard the gurgling sound of water coming from the valley.
Lu Ping looked happy and walked toward the valley. In the past month, Lu Ping could be said to have gained a lot. Not only did he observe a variety of magic techniques and even the inheritance of minor magical powers, his horizons were greatly broadened. There were also many strange and strange things in the cultivation world, dangerous places, and various inheritances. Moreover, there were some travel experiences in the Central Plains, which made Lu Ping feel like he had obtained a treasure. Moreover, there were some records and descriptions of some heavenly treasures, which also made Lu Ping's horizons widen.
A curved stream flowed from the mountain. Because of the cultivation technique that Lu Ping practiced, he had a very intimate and comfortable feeling with water.
However, just as Lu Ping walked to the stream and was about to wash his face, something strange happened. Lu Ping's hands reached into the water. There was not a drop of water, but he really felt the coolness and comfort of the water.
Lu Ping showed a strange expression and once again reached his hands into the stream. At the same time, his eyes flickered and his divine sense also explored the stream. After a moment, Lu Ping was surprised and withdrew his hands. There was still not a drop of water in his hands.
Surprisingly, the stream also contained a legacy. Or perhaps, it would be more accurate to say that a cultivator had refined a minor skill into the stream. That was why the stream appeared so peculiar.
It turned out to be a water attribute minor magical power, which is just right for me!
Lu Ping rubbed his chin with a happy expression. Although Lu Ping had gained a lot during this time, there were very few things that could be used directly except for the divine sense inheritance he obtained in the cliff cave. Lu Ping now happened to be lacking magic treasures for flying. The discovery of a minor magical power of the escape technique could make up for one of Lu Ping's shortcomings.
In the end, escape techniques were only used to hurry and escape. The two had one thing in common, which was that they had to be fast! In addition to that, escape techniques could also be used in another way, which was "concealment". By making it so that the opponent could not find it, one could naturally escape with their life.
Lu Ping stretched out his hands and the aqua blue light appeared again, enveloping the entire stream. Lu Ping activated the Water Manipulation Technique, but he was unable to absorb any water from the stream. At that moment, Lu Ping closed his eyes and his divine sense penetrated the stream along with his Quintessential Essence. After an unknown amount of time, the blue light that enveloped the stream suddenly disappeared. Lu Ping slowly opened his eyes and a trace of joy flashed through them.
Lu Ping looked at the stream in front of him and his body shook. Suddenly, eighteen identical Lu Ping appeared in a row and flew in all directions, disappearing in an instant. A moment later, the stream that had been unable to be controlled by Lu Ping suddenly rolled up a stream of water from the center. A moment later, it formed a human figure. If it was not Lu Ping, who could it be?
Lu Ping's divine sense probed the eighteen figures that had previously escaped, and the corners of his mouth immediately revealed a satisfied smile. He did not expect this escape technique to have the same effect as the Art of Sea Deception. It actually directly raised the power of the Art of Sea Deception to the level of a small magical power. Now he had another trump card in his hands.
At this moment, the stream in Lu Ping's eyes had once again returned to the appearance of ordinary flowing water. Lu Ping held a handful of water and fiercely washed his face. Suddenly, an idea came to his mind. Why not hide a set of inheritance in this stream, and with his own means, he could hide it even deeper. At that time, he would see which lucky junior could obtain his inheritance.
It was not that Lu Ping deliberately set the threshold of inheritance very high, but that the inheritance that Lu Ping wanted to leave behind must have a certain understanding of water to be able to comprehend the mystery of his inheritance. Otherwise, even if Lu Ping carved the inheritance in the most obvious place that everyone could see, it would be useless if the later cultivators could not comprehend it.
There was no one in the world of cultivation who was not extremely cautious when it came to inheritance. They would rather strive for perfection and cause the inheritance to be interrupted for tens or hundreds of years, than to make up the numbers.
Just as this thought flashed through Lu Ping's mind, the entire stream began to stir. Under Lu Ping's control, streams of water formed one after another above the stream, until all 1,296 water swords were formed. Then, the small water swords instantly formed into a huge water sword that consumed almost a third of the water in the entire stream.
Lu Ping's divine sense instantly wrapped around this huge water sword. Within it, he inscribed the cultivation method of the "Sword Technique of True Essence One Breath" as well as his own cultivation experience. After thinking for a moment, Lu Ping used his divine sense to conceal a final sentence: "Sword Technique of True Essence One Breath is suspected to be the foundation sword technique of the Central Plains' Yulan River's Koi Demon Race's great divine ability, the" Heaven's Gate Sword Formation ". If the later generation wants to cultivate it, they must be extremely cautious of the Koi Demon Race!"
After enjoying the feeling of a senior expert, Lu Ping nodded in satisfaction. Then, the entire water sword suddenly disintegrated, turning back into water that once again gathered in the stream. In Lu Ping's divine sense, the entire stream already contained traces of sharp Qi. However, this sharp Qi was hidden very deeply, and it was extremely difficult for ordinary cultivators to detect it. Only cultivators who cultivated pure water attribute techniques and had a deep understanding of it would be able to detect the existence of the "Sword Technique of True Essence One Breath" after the escape technique hidden in the stream.
After lingering in the Land of Inheritance for another month, the nameplate that Lu Ping wore suddenly shone with a silver light. In an instant, Lu Ping's figure was covered by the silver light, and then he disappeared.
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