The highest realm of secluded meditation — one day in the cave was equivalent to one thousand years in the human world.
In any case, it felt as if one's eyes were closed and opened. The outside world had already undergone tremendous changes, and people had changed.
Of course, Song Shuhang didn't have such a realm.
In the past, when he cultivated … the longest time he could cultivate was one night, and he would finish at dawn.
In the Scarlet Dragon Cave.
Song Shuhang looked for a flat area with a moderate temperature and sat down cross-legged. Perhaps it was due to the tragic experience of the small monk Guoguo as a warning, Song Shuhang subconsciously ignored places that were too hot or had uneven terrain when choosing a place to meditate. This was to prevent himself from getting hemorrhoids.
Although he was already at the Fifth Stage Realm, it was impossible for him to get hemorrhoids.
After sitting down, Song Shuhang placed Senior Chixiao Sword on his knees, placed both hands on the sword, and suddenly sighed with emotion. "Sure enough, a sword is handsome."
Similarly, sitting cross-legged with a sword on his knees would give off a free and easy feeling.
But if he placed a saber on his knees, he would give off a bold and unyielding aura.
… It was just that the pair of pink gloves on his hands somewhat ruined the overall style.
It couldn't be helped. After searching through the Dragon Blood Tribe, they couldn't find any gloves suitable for Song Shuhang. In the end, a clever girl from the Dragon Blood Tribe made a pair for Song Shuhang.
At this time, it was already good enough to have gloves. As for the color, he could just bear with it.
Senior Chixiao Sword reminded him, "Don't let your imagination run wild. Concentrate and meditate."
"Yes, Senior." Song Shuhang nodded and closed his eyes.
He first circulated the True Self Meditation Technique to calm his mind and adjust his state.
Next, he circulated the Thirty-Three Divine Beasts' Technique to warm up.
Very soon, Song Shuhang entered a 'meditative state'.
While in a meditative state, Song Shuhang's divine sense could clearly feel that there were three kinds of power surrounding him, helping him in his secluded meditation.
The senior Chixiao Sword on his knee was wrapped in profound laws and the radiance of the Dao.
The radiance of the Universal Laws and Dao was the power of an Immortal. Normally, the senior of the Chixiao Sword would deliberately restrain it. Otherwise, if a cultivator with a weaker realm were to see the profound radiance of the Universal Laws and Dao, they would be unable to extricate themselves, and their souls might even suffer irreparable damage.
The existence of the Chixiao Sword's predecessor could greatly enhance Song Shuhang's understanding of saber techniques, saber intent, and the Heaven Burning Flaming Saber Technique. Moreover, due to the radiance of the high-level Dao, it was also of great help to Song Shuhang's realm.
On the other side, Fairy Creation didn't return to Song Shuhang's body. She sat with her back against Song Shuhang, also entering a state of cultivation.
Her power could enhance Song Shuhang's understanding and comprehension of Confucian cultivation techniques. Scholarly Indestructible Body of the Buddha, Righteous Body Tempering Poem, Virtuous Man's Ten Thousand Mile Walk, and Celestial Sprint movement techniques.
At the same time, the power coming from her body could calm Song Shuhang's mind and clear his mind. While cultivating, he would no longer be bothered by distracting thoughts, completely eliminating any possibility of inner demons causing mischief.
However, Senior White's clone was lazily floating in the air, its hands behind its head as it entered a state of sleep.
The power coming from its body was very strange. It seemed to be very weak, but also very strong, erratic and erratic.
This kind of power was very compatible with Song Shuhang. Unknowingly, Song Shuhang's body turned into a layer of smoke, faintly resonating with the power of Senior White's clone. After all, the pseudo-Immortality smoke mode came from Senior White.
The existence of Senior White's clone enhanced Song Shuhang's understanding of his main cultivation technique, the Thirty-Three Divine Beasts' Technique, and enhanced Song Shuhang's comprehension ability in all aspects.
With the cooperation of Senior White and the other two, Song Shuhang felt that his secluded cultivation this time was as if a god was helping him!
Not only that.
In the mind of Song Shuhang's clone, from time to time, two inspirations for Jin Dan's composition flashed.
One came from the 'steel clone', his little Jin Dan, the mechanical core reactor, and the four-panel comic composition 'Star of Creation and Destruction'.
The other came from his bitter main body. Although the signal wasn't very good and there was a delay, he could occasionally get some inspiration. It was the inspiration for the first little Jin Dan's composition 'Still the Impregnable Holy City'.
This feeling of secluded cultivation was very blissful.
Every minute, every second, he could feel that his realm was getting stronger.
Of the seven little Jin Dan's, two had been successfully lit up by Jin Dan's.
Of the remaining five, he already had a clue about two of them … Even the Golden Core Composition of the 'Holy Sword that brings the end of the world' on the second small Golden Core, the rainbow demon core, also lacked the template of a final boss.
Song Shuhang had a feeling that once he lit up the last stroke of the mechanical core reactor and little Jin Dan, he would naturally be able to light up the Jin Dan on the 'Colorful Monster Core' as well!
It wouldn't be a problem to do three things in one go.
Wonderful!
Time passed little by little.
Song Shuhang was immersed in secluded cultivation and couldn't extricate himself.
It turned out that secluded cultivation was really addictive.
This kind of beauty was just like Immortal Fairy Bie Xue's Immortal Feast. Once he tasted it, he would want to continue tasting it, and he simply couldn't stop.
Just like this, a day passed.
The next morning.
The sun that the people of the Black Dragon World yearned for still hadn't risen.
The old tribal chief strolled outside the 'Scarlet Dragon Cave' and sensed the situation inside.
With the various barriers and defensive formations set up by Senior White's clone, the old tribal chief couldn't determine the situation inside. He could only faintly sense the aura of Song Shuhang's mental energy inside.
It's been a day. By the way, does the clone need to go to the toilet? the old tribal chief thought to himself. While thinking, he left the Scarlet Dragon Cave.
As the tribal chief, he was very busy.
In particular, the sub-tribes were in the period of reconstruction, and there were many things waiting to be done.
These days, the old tribal chief was busy signing documents, applauding the Chixiao Sword, accompanying the guests to eat, sleeping, and making butterfly nets for Fairy Creation …
The old tribal chief pinched his chin. "Wait, something doesn't feel right."
Shouldn't I be very busy? But there's something wrong with what I've been doing recently.
He recalled the time when he and his friends came to the Dadamar Forest empty-handed and established the 'Dragon Blood Tribe' from scratch. At that time, he was busy building houses, arranging formations, adjusting the tribe's defenses, hunting the fierce beasts in the forest, and sniping evil beasts and evil spirits. He was extremely busy.
That period of time was hard but fulfilling. Every day was spent in sweat and laughter.
But now, these things were all done by the tribe's juniors. It seemed that he only needed to be responsible for signing documents, and he didn't need to do anything else.
The old tribal chief suddenly felt empty in his heart.
* * * * *
In the Scarlet Dragon Cave.
Song Shuhang felt that his divine sense, spiritual energy, and will had reached a limit.
This feeling was the same as when he wanted to 'leap through the dragon gate' at the First Stage Realm. It was as if he could break through all the obstacles and enter a whole new realm as long as he jumped.
Was he going to make a breakthrough?
He felt that as long as he jumped, he would be able to get inspiration for Jin Dan's composition!
And so, Song Shuhang jumped with all his might.
Whoosh ~
His primordial spirit left his body.
The primordial spirit appeared above the clone's head, looking at the clone's body with a dumbfounded expression.
Primordial spirit leaving the body was the basic ability of a Fifth Stage Jin Dan Spirit Emperor, but Song Shuhang had never taken the initiative to try this function.
Song Shuhang's primordial spirit said, "Strange, it doesn't make sense."
Because this was a clone!
A clone wasn't the main body, so why would there be a 'primordial spirit'?
He still understood this kind of basic common sense in the cultivation world.
One person corresponded to one primordial spirit, and no matter how many clones a cultivator cultivated, there would only be one primordial spirit.
It was impossible to cultivate 100 clones and create 100 primordial spirits.
"So, what state am I in? Don't tell me that I have two primordial spirits? "Song Shuhang frowned.
Could it be Lady Kunna's doing?
Did she directly transfer my primordial spirit out?
[This is very likely.] Song Shuhang thought to himself.
He remembered that when his clone was brought out of the 'Ninth Stage' world, there was a moment when he couldn't tell the difference between his clone and his main body.
It was as if the difference between his main body and his clone had become blurred.
Now that he thought about it, it should be because Fairy Kunna had secretly transferred his primordial spirit out.
"Hey, Shuhang, why are you still using your primordial spirit to leave your body when you're in seclusion?" Chixiao Sword's voice sounded.
Song Shuhang said embarrassedly, "I felt as if there was an opportunity for a breakthrough in my realm just now, so I jumped … and my primordial spirit left my body."
Chixiao Sword: "…"
Song Shuhang raised his head and said, "However, perhaps my next breakthrough will require my primordial spirit to leave my body."
His primordial spirit gently stretched out its hand and closed its eyes to sense.
In the void, the omnipresent Longluo lit up, responding to Song Shuhang's senses.
Song Shuhang suddenly said, "Senior Chixiao Sword, I want to leave my body with my primordial spirit."
"This is only the second day of seclusion." Chixiao Sword was very tired.
After thinking for a while, Song Shuhang said, "But I feel that leaving my body with my primordial spirit might also be part of my seclusion this time … I might have some karma that needs to be resolved."
Senior Chixiao Sword sighed deeply. "Sure enough, obediently entering seclusion is not fated with the current you. Let's go, where do you want to go? I'll cooperate with you. "
After saying that, an illusory sword spirit appeared from Chixiao Sword.
It was a smaller version of Chixiao Sword.
The sword spirit floated beside Song Shuhang. "The primordial spirit of a fifth-stage cultivator is still very fragile. You need to be careful when leaving your body. I'll protect you. "
"Eh? Senior Chixiao Sword is actually a sword spirit, "Song Shuhang said in surprise." I thought that Senior Chixiao Sword would be a 'saber spirit' inside. "
Chixiao Sword: "…"
Kid, eat my sword!
Senior Chixiao Sword turned and stabbed at Song Shuhang's waist.
"I was wrong, I was wrong ~ Senior, I'm sorry!" Song Shuhang quickly begged for mercy.
After a while …
Under the protection of Chixiao Sword's sword spirit, Song Shuhang's primordial spirit left his body, left the Crimson Dragon Cave, and fled into the distance.
When the primordial spirit left his body, it flew very quickly. The primordial spirit had a natural ability similar to Distance Contraction. As long as it moved a single step, it could instantly travel tens of thousands of feet.
Half a day later.
Song Shuhang and Senior Chixiao Sword appeared in a castle.
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