While preparing to cut down the last corpse of the 'Decapitation of the Three Corpses' in one go, Song Shuhang first sent a message to the virtuous lamia, telling her not to run too far.
The spaces of the Great Dao Prison were strange and unpredictable. Some were big, some were small, and the structures of the spaces inside were also different.
Song Shuhang was worried that some of the 'Heavenly Dao Prison Spaces' would be connected to other 'Heavenly Dao Prison Spaces'. Now, the virtuous lamia was running too happily, and Song Shuhang was afraid that she would run to the 'Heavenly Dao Prison Space' next door. Then, he would forget that he had cut down the 'Good Corpse' … At that time, it would be troublesome if another 'Good Corpse' appeared.
After all, he had learned from his past mistakes, and Song Shuhang was very cautious when facing this problem.
If the 'Decapitation of the Three Corpses' became the 'Decapitation of the Four Corpses', no one could guarantee what would happen.
After the virtuous lamia received Song Shuhang's message in the distance … she ran even more happily.
There was clearly something wrong with her state!
Although the virtuous lamia used to be very cheerful, she was still a very reliable fairy at critical times. Moreover, deep in her bones, she still retained a trace of the 'Flower of the Ancient Heavenly City'. Even when she was cheerful, she would still have a bottom line.
But today, her bottom line seemed to have been completely destroyed.
Could it be … the influence of the Good Corpse? Song Shuhang frowned.
His Evil Corpse only had a black belly button, but his Good Corpse seemed to have inherited his kindness as well as his straightforwardness. After the straightforwardness attribute was amplified, coupled with the virtuous snake fairy's personality, there was a chance that it would produce a chemical reaction?
Since that's the case, I'll try to cut down the third corpse, the 'Self Corpse', before the Good Corpse and the virtuous lamia get into an accident! Song Shuhang thought to himself.
As long as the Self Corpse was cut down, the three corpses would be complete, and there would be no need to worry about the Good Corpse.
Song Shuhang said softly, "I need to calm down and adjust my state."
He silently operated the (Forgotten Divine Technique).
This technique had the effect of calming the mind. While operating it, Song Shuhang felt as if he had merged with the world. It was even quieter than the sky.
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"This is the final corpse." The three-eyed young senior looked at Song Shuhang and said.
"The last corpse, the 'Self Corpse', is also the most difficult to kill. If he comprehended it, he could kill it in an instant. If you can't comprehend it, then even if you spend tens of thousands of years, you won't be able to improve an inch. "Goudan's father said.
The Good and Evil Corpses of the Beheading Three Corpses secret technique were not too difficult. As long as he spent some time and energy, he would be able to cut it off.
And this' Self Corpse 'was the key.
"Is there a shortcut to the 'Beheading Three Corpses' secret technique that you gave Ba Cha?" Goudan's father suddenly said.
The three-eyed young man: "???"
"If there's no shortcut, and Tyrant Ti's comprehension isn't strong enough, he won't be able to create his own corpse in a short time and spend eight or ten years comprehending the Dao. That would be troublesome. I don't want to stay here with him for such a long time, "Daddy Goudan's consciousness replied.
"Wonderful." The three-eyed youth revealed a dominator-like smile.
Ever since this strand of consciousness entered the Heavenly Dao Prison Realm, it had never thought that it would be able to leave safely. After all, this Heavenly Dao Prison Realm had been set up specifically for him.
Since he couldn't leave in a short time, it wouldn't be bad to let Goudan's father accompany him here for eight or ten years.
Although he would feel very annoyed when he saw Goudan's father together with him, the other party would definitely hate him as well. In fact, Goudan's father might even hate him more than Goudan's father.
His dislike for the striped stockings dragon was 800 points, while the striped stockings dragon's dislike for him was at least 1,000 points.
Of course, he had to do such a good thing!
Harming others without benefiting himself was what the rulers of the Netherworld loved the most … Let alone harming himself while harming the enemy, even if it was harming himself while harming the enemy, he would still be happy.
"…" Goudan's father.
The three-eyed young man smiled brightly, and said, "There's no shortcut when it comes to killing one's own corpse. Without the help of external forces, one can only rely on oneself. In fact, the original goal of the [Three Corpses Slaying] secret technique that was passed down in ancient times wasn't to turn Ninth Stage Tribulation Transcenders into weak Immortals, but to give them a chance to understand themselves … and thus comprehend their own path. "
The process of killing one's own corpse was an opportunity to examine oneself from head to toe. After removing the obsession of 'good' and 'evil', one would be able to see oneself from a neutral point of view.
In theory, during the process of killing one's own corpse, a cultivator would be able to see themselves clearly and comprehend their own path.
However, even Goudan's father and the three-eyed youth weren't sure whether this method had ever succeeded or not.
"Tyrannical Song already has an embryonic form of his own 'path', so when it comes to killing my 'self corpse', will he have an advantage?" Father Dog Egg stretched out his single claw and scratched his dragon beard.
The three-eyed youth said, "Who knows? It's not like I've ever killed three corpses before. "
The two rulers of the Netherworld looked at each other, and laughed cheerfully.
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Song Shuhang remained silent.
Then, he began to kill his own 'own corpse' according to the method of 'killing three corpses'.
Compared to normal Ninth Stage Tribulation Transcenders, Song Shuhang had a huge advantage when killing his own corpse — he was young!
He was only 18 years old this year, and he would turn 19 in two months.
Hmm, apart from his life in the dreamland …
Being young meant that he had lived for a short time, and his life was relatively short.
During the 'seeing one's own life' segment of killing his own corpse, he wasn't like normal Ninth Stage Tribulation Transcenders, who would have tens of thousands of years of life experience to look back and see clearly.
His tender 18 years of life could be looked back in the blink of an eye. Moreover, during these 18 years, there were 17 years where he was an ordinary person without any major events, so it was much easier to look back.
For normal Ninth Stage Tribulation Transcenders, it would take them several months just to 'look back' … but for Song Shuhang, it only took him a dozen or so minutes to look back on his life.
Before he turned 18, his life was very normal.
He had also experienced most of the things that young people had experienced …
It wasn't until May 20th last year that his life took a turn for the better.
From his experience in the 'Nine Provinces Number One Group', to his contact with Jouko Hagi, Senior Medicine Master, Riverly Purple Mist, Su Clan's Shiliu, Doudou, Senior White …
Everything was replayed in his mind like a movie.
In the end, the picture stopped at the part where he condensed his' talent ', the cultivator chat, and Jin Dan's QR code.
This part was extracted and replayed over and over again.
From the initial 'Jin Dan's QR code' function, to the function of adding friends, to the complete 'chat group framework', and finally to the recently upgraded 'cultivator chat client' function.
The changes at each step corresponded to the various fortuitous encounters that Song Shuhang had during his cultivation process.
Refining the Thirty-Three Divine Beasts' Combined Magical Treasure, condensing the 7 + 1 + 1 core, Xuansheng's Six Paths …
Everything was gathered together.
"I feel something." Song Shuhang's heart moved, and he began to replay his life.
He replayed it again and again.
Anyway, it only took ten or so minutes to replay his life … and he could fast-forward it.
If he couldn't grasp the feeling once, he could watch it ten times, or even a hundred times.
The more he watched it, the more qualitative the change would be.
That feeling of touching the soul … couldn't escape from his palm.
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