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Chapter 533

Words:1879Update:22/06/17 19:15:29

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Rumble!

At this moment, with Lin Buzheng as the center, roiling death aura surged madly into his body, spiraling and merging with his vitality. It seemed to form the legendary millstone of the Great Path, rumbling as it spun.

As time passed, his body was tempered to become more and more perfect and powerful.

Even though the deathly aura was the natural enemy of all living beings, if one comprehended the Dao of Yin and Yang, it could also be used as nourishment to strengthen one's life force.

After half a day, Lin Buzheng had tempered his physical body to the limit. Only then was he satisfied and stopped cultivating.

With his understanding of the Dao of Yin and Yang, not only could Lin Buzheng absorb the deathly aura to strengthen his body, he had also developed a strong resistance against the deathly aura.

If he were to fight against a Martial Cultivator that cultivated the deathly aura, he would have a great advantage.

The next day, the golden-haired man rose from his seat and led Lin Buzheng deeper into the Bone Mountain.

As a result, the deathly aura between the Heavens and Earth grew denser.

The black aura rumbled with strong hatred, which even formed a will of death, capable of inflicting irreversible damage on the bodies of Dao Highnesses.

Even though Lin Buzheng had a certain understanding of the Dao of Yin and Yang, he did not dare to underestimate it.

With a wave of his hand, the force of his Qi burst out with a strange aura, expelling the deathly aura and the beasts of death approaching him.

A while later, Lin Buzheng came to a stop beside a giant skeleton deep inside the Bone Mountain. He opened his eyes wide and blurted out in astonishment.

It was the skeleton of a demonic dragon, which was over a hundred zhang tall and a few li long, like a boundless mountain range.

On top of the skull the size of a house, a human-shaped skeleton sat with his legs crossed. It was unknown how long the skeleton had been sitting there, as if it had merged with the demonic dragon's skull.

The scene was exactly the same as the life that Lin Buzheng had experienced in the illusion!

At that instant, Lin Buzheng was lost in thought as he stared at the skeleton.

"This …"

"Could it be that everything I experienced last night was real?"

"Due to certain reasons, my soul left my body last night and lived a brand new life here. I comprehended the Dao for a hundred years and gained a deep understanding of the Dao of Yin and Yang, Life and Death. The life ended, and my soul returned to my body. It was like a dream …"

Lin Buzheng muttered to himself and made a bold guess.

This guess was not baseless. As he saw, below the demon dragon's skeleton, there were the skeletons of the Soul Demon Spider, the Death Hell Evil Dragon, and even Si Luo.

The skeletons of these demonic beasts were undoubtedly proof that Lin Buzheng's previous life was real and not an illusion.

In fact, in ancient legends, some almighty figures were able to split their souls into two. One would reside in the Divine Abode of their main body, and the other would be sent into the cycle of reincarnation to be reincarnated.

One will, experiencing two lives at the same time.

Some almighty Martial Artists even fell into a deep sleep. Their souls left their bodies and sealed their memories before entering the womb of a pregnant mother, starting a new life as a newborn baby.

Just like a normal human, they would experience birth, death, happiness, and sorrow. If they were lucky enough, they could still reach the peak of Martial Arts. After death, their souls would return to their main body, as if they had just woken up from a dream.

The experience was exactly the same as what Lin Buzheng had experienced.

"Wait a minute …"

"In my previous life, I spent over a hundred years here, which was why the corpses of these beasts had rotted to the point where only their skeletons were left."

"However, during this period, my real body was also in the Bone Mountain, but it only lasted for a single night. The time flow between the two was not synchronized."

However, Lin Buzheng soon shook his head and denied this guess.

Even if the souls of almighty Martial Artists left their bodies and were reincarnated to start a new life, the flow of time between their previous and current lives was the same.

Of course, in the world of Martial Arts, there was no lack of time flow that was not synchronized with the outside world.

A day in the outside world was a year in the cave.

However, right now, Lin Buzheng's real body and his previous life were both in the same Bone Mountain. The flow of time was synchronized, so it was impossible for them to be different.

The most reasonable explanation for this situation was that the person on the dragon skull had indeed experienced a long life here, witnessing the arrival and death of the Soul Demon Spider, the Death Hell Evil Dragon, Si Luo, and other beasts.

However, this person was not Lin Buzheng's previous life, and had nothing to do with him.

Lin Buzheng had merely coincidentally resonated with this person's soul, which allowed him to possess the memories of this person's previous life. Thus, he thought that he had experienced the ups and downs of a lifetime in his sleep.

"Senior, rest in peace!"

"No matter what, thank you for teaching me the Dao of Yin and Yang, Life and Death."

In the end, Lin Buzheng stood under the skeleton for a while, bowed respectfully, and turned around to leave.

Although Lin Buzheng's guess about the skeleton's origin was based on some facts, it was still a guess and not necessarily true.

Perhaps, Lin Buzheng had really experienced such a long life in his sleep.

Due to the strange characteristics of the Bone Mountain, the flow of time was different from the original self. As a result, although the original self had experienced a long life, it only took less than a night for him to return to his previous self.

Perhaps, this person was Lin Buzheng's previous life. Although his physical body had died, there was still a trace of an indestructible will remaining.

In this life, when Lin Buzheng came here, their souls resonated with each other, allowing him to obtain the memories of his previous life. It was as if he had experienced a long life.

Or perhaps, this person had used some kind of peerless Sacred Technique to cultivate, allowing his soul to leave his body and enter the world to comprehend.

Today, Lin Buzheng was his original self, while this skeleton was his previous self.

However, after thousands of reincarnations, Lin Buzheng's soul gradually became lost, unable to return. As a result, his previous self eventually died and turned into a skeleton.

… …

In short, the world of martial arts was vast, with all sorts of strange things. Anything could happen.

When a martial artist ascended to the Spirit Path realm, their body would shed its spirit and awaken. Compared to other realms, it was more likely for them to experience all sorts of miraculous, strange, and unbelievable things.

Whoosh, whoosh!

Lin Buzheng followed behind the golden-haired man and continued forward. Soon, he left the mysterious skeleton behind.

At this point, the aura of death that pounced at him became even denser, even forming chains that spread between heaven and earth.

Although it was formless and intangible, it possessed a terrifying corrosive power that could destroy everything.

Even though Lin Buzheng had a certain understanding of the Dao of Yin and Yang, and the vitality in his body surged, he was still unable to resist the aura of death. He could only retreat.

"What exactly is in the depths of the Bone Mountain?

"Why would demonic beasts come here as if on a pilgrimage before their deaths, and bury their bones here?"

However, before Lin Buzheng left, he discovered that the scene in the depths of the Bone Mountain was far more bizarre than the outside world.

Not only was the aura of death even denser, forming a Saint-level domain, but the mysterious black figure that was tens of thousands of zhang tall was moving in the depths of the Bone Mountain, emitting a powerful and unfathomable aura.

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