"Chu Kuangren is dead?!"
Inside the Seven Emotions Sect.
The news of Chu Kuangren's death had reached here.
Ying Huang, who had just received the news, could not help but feel shocked. In front of her, Leng Ningyu, who was just asking for her guidance, felt her heart throbbing as her face turned pale.
"Ying Huang, what's going on?!"
Leng Ningyu asked in a panic.
Ying Huang looked at the forbidden sky-pride who cultivated the Path of Forgetfulness in shock. However, she did not think too much about it and told Leng Ningyu everything about Chu Kuangren's death in the Black Soil.
After listening, Leng Ningyu's eyes became a little dull.
She staggered out of the hall. Her thin and frail body suddenly exuded a strong sense of despair.
Cold Moon Deity and Red Moon walked over and saw Leng Ningyu's state. They could not help but feel their hearts clench.
"Senior Sister, what's wrong?" Red Moon walked up and asked.
"He's dead, he's dead …"
Leng Ningyu murmured listlessly. Her eyes seemed to have lost focus as she walked forward. The warm sunlight shone on her body, but she could not feel the slightest bit of warmth. She felt that her body was cold.
It was as if there was something stuck in her chest.
Something in her eyes flowed out uncontrollably.
"Ahhh!!!"
Finally, Leng Ningyu let out a heart-wrenching cry as a strong sense of grief emanated from her body.
Those who are unemotional are deeply in love.
Cold Moon Deity, who was behind her, suddenly felt a little heartache when she saw that. Was her decision back then the right one?!
Things happened too quickly, and she was caught off guard.
She did not expect Leng Ningyu to be so deeply in love.
Moreover, she did not expect Chu Kuangren to fall so suddenly. How could the brightest and most dazzling prodigy disappear just like that?
"Senior Sister, Senior Sister, don't cry, don't cry …"
Red Moon walked up and hugged Leng Ningyu from behind to comfort her. However, as she spoke, she could not help but cry too.
Cold Moon Deity walked up from the side with a complicated expression.
Leng Ningyu looked at her tearful face and pointed at her chest. "Honorable Teacher, I've fallen in love with him, but it hurts here, it hurts so much …"
"Child, the pain will be gone soon."
Cold Moon Fairy hugged her and looked towards the depths of the Seven Emotions Sect. "Ning Yu, it's time for you to enter the Wang Qing Heaven."
Wang Qing Heaven, a secret realm of the Seven Emotions Sect.
Only those who cultivated the Supreme Wang Qing Dao could enter, and it was only there that the Supreme Wang Qing Dao could truly attain mastery.
In the past, Cold Moon Fairy didn't let Leng Ning Yu enter because she hadn't experienced love and hadn't truly cultivated the Unmoved Dao.
Without love, how could one forget?
But now, it was time for her to go.
…
Under the black soil of the Desolate Forbidden Land.
Inside the coffin.
Chu Kuangren was sucked into it and arrived in an extremely dark space. His surroundings were filled with an endless amount of chaotic qi.
The chaotic qi was so dense that a single strand of it could crush an entire mountain range. However, there were more than a thousand of them surrounding Chu Kuangren, and their terrifying pressure was crushing his body.
However, Chu Kuangren looked calm and collected as he looked around curiously. He was not in a hurry to absorb the chaotic qi.
"I can't believe there's such a vast space hidden inside the coffin. Interesting. No one has entered the coffin's inner space for countless years. Am I the first to enter?!"
Chu Kuangren chuckled.
Chu Kuangren unleashed his spiritual thoughts to explore his surroundings. However, his spiritual thoughts could only extend for ten kilometers. The rest was suppressed by the chaotic qi.
Chu Kuangren was not in a hurry. He randomly picked a direction and walked forward.
After an hour or so.
He came before a wall that was crimson in color and was engraved with countless strange patterns.
"These patterns seem to contain some kind of strange Daoist Rhyme. These are not patterns, but … Daoist patterns!!"
Chu Kuangren's eyes lit up as he looked towards the front of the wall. Countless Daoist patterns intertwined to form a magnificent Daoist pattern wall!
"This is getting more and more interesting."
Chu Kuangren continued to walk towards the end of the wall.
Vaguely, he heard a series of strange whispers. The messy syllables were sometimes low and sometimes sharp. There was no order to it, and it was as if it wanted to pierce through his eardrums and into his brain.
The syllables were too strange.
It made Chu Kuangren feel like his head was about to explode.
"No, this sound has the effect of affecting one's mind."
Chu Kuangren focused his gaze and activated his mind power.
He had the Telekinesis Talent, which allowed him to block out most mental attacks.
After casting a few layers of Telekinesis Barriers on himself, Chu Kuangren continued to walk forward. However, the inexplicable whispers were getting more and more frequent, and the effect was getting stronger.
Even though Chu Kuangren's Telekinesis Barriers were effective, he could not hold on much longer.
Not only that, but the further he went, the more the whispers affected his mind, and the deeper it affected his soul.
"Looks like I can't go any further for now."
Chu Kuangren's soul was quite resilient. When he broke through to the Supreme Sage Realm, he had absorbed an endless amount of purple qi into his body to reconstruct his soul.
However, since this concerned his soul, he did not want to take the risk. After all, if he made the slightest mistake in such a strange place, who knew what would happen next?
"Eh, what's that?"
Chu Kuangren suddenly noticed a faint golden light not far away. He walked closer and saw that it was a golden corpse.
The corpse was wearing a golden-red robe. Judging from the shape of the corpse, it was a human, or perhaps even a monk.
"Oh, looks like I'm not the first visitor."
Chu Kuangren was a little surprised.
He observed the corpse and found a line of words on the ground.
"The Language of the Underworld God, Soul Snatching. Before reaching the tenth level of the Bodhi Lotus Scripture, one should not venture deeper …"
Looking at the small words, Chu Kuangren searched the corpse for a while and found a Yin and Yang ring on the corpse's knuckles.
He took off the ring and used his spiritual sense to find an ancient scripture inside. Countless mysterious characters were recorded in it.
"This is … a Soul Dao technique?!"
Chu Kuangren's eyes lit up.
Techniques related to Soul Dao were too rare. Even Chu Kuangren did not have one on him.
"I didn't expect to find a Soul Dao technique in this Emperor Burying Coffin, and under such circumstances."
Chu Kuangren could not help but sigh.
The whispers that he heard must be the Language of the Underworld God that the corpse in front of him was talking about. Just when he was troubled about how to deal with the Language of the Underworld God, this Soul Dao technique came knocking on his door.
It really was like getting whatever he was missing.
Chu Kuangren opened the technique and began to study it.
It was an Emperor Scripture that recorded a technique called the Bodhi Lotus Scripture. It was a Soul Dao technique that leaned towards Buddhism.
The scripture was divided into twelve levels. Judging from the warning that the corpse left behind, Chu Kuangren would need to cultivate to at least the tenth level before he could proceed further.
Chu Kuangren's soul had been modified by the purple haze, and coupled with his Meditational Clarity attribute, his comprehension was almost unbelievably strong. Studying the Emperor Scripture was a piece of cake for him.
Soon, he had thoroughly understood all twelve levels of the Bodhi Lotus Scripture.
All that was left was to cultivate.
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