Along the way, he avoided several waves of foreign cultivators. When he returned to his hiding place in the forbidden fog, Lu Xiaotian's heart sank when he found traces of movement at the entrance of the cave. After checking the surroundings, he did not find any traces of other cultivators.
Vigilantly, he moved the ice stones away and entered the cave. After inspecting several stone rooms, he did not find Dongfang Yi's figure, nor were there any traces of fighting.
Lu Xiaotian was slightly relieved. This hiding place was very well hidden. Unless Dongfang Yi came out of it herself, it would be extremely difficult for others to discover her from the outside.
After staying for several days, Lu Xiaotian sat in the stone room and adjusted his breathing. Seeing that Dongfang Yi had not returned, no one else came. He smiled slightly. These few days, he adjusted his state of mind to the most peaceful state. Naturally, it was not just to wait for Dongfang Yi to appear alone.
In fact, he left the Chillywind Valley for another reason. It had been more than ten years since his primordial spirit was injured. For many years, he had been taking Soul Nourishing Pills. Over the past year, he had been deducing the array formation. His secondary primordial spirit was already extremely powerful. It was only slightly weaker than his primary primordial spirit.
Staying in the Chillywind Valley, in such an environment, was naturally not suitable for cultivating the Split God Secret Technique. Cultivating the Split God Secret Technique did not require too much time. However, he could not let anyone disturb him during the process. While Di Kun was recovering his strength in the Chillywind Valley, he could use this time to cultivate the Split God Secret Technique.
After adjusting his state of mind, Lu Xiaotian took out the Spirit Void Cauldron and began to refine the liquid.
After a few days, a large mass of black liquid appeared in the Spirit Void Cauldron. This time, he changed it to the Soul Leaf Blade spiritual grass that was more suitable for cultivating the Split God Secret Technique. This Soul Leaf Blade spiritual grass could be cultivated continuously. It could be considered as solving the problem of the spiritual grass for cultivating the Split God Secret Technique in the future.
Then, Lu Xiaotian threw the Moon Form Grass into the cauldron. The Moon Form Grass quickly turned into a transparent liquid and wrapped around the black liquid. With Lu Xiaotian's current alchemy skills, it was much easier to concoct this kind of liquid.
He opened his mouth wide and sucked the spiritual liquid into his mouth. Because his cultivation was no longer the same as before, the feeling of having hot water flowing down his throat had been reduced by a lot. Lu Xiaotian's heart thumped. It seemed that cultivating the Split God's Secret Technique this time was much smoother than the first time he cultivated it in the Forbidden Blood-Red Zone. Would it be easier in the future?
Lu Xiaotian, with this kind of expectation, used his Spiritual Consciousness to control the ball of spiritual liquid that entered his body and began to change its shape. It seemed that this black liquid was in conflict with the mana in his body. Ever since the ball of spiritual liquid fell into his dantian, the mana in his dantian began to become restless, just like when he was in the Qi Refining Stage. Even with the strength of Lu Xiaotian's Primordial Spirit, he could not restrain it.
The mana flowed uncontrollably in his meridians. Lu Xiaotian was so depressed that he almost vomited blood. Just now, he felt that there were benefits to increasing his cultivation. He did not expect to experience the consequences of having too much mana in his dantian. If not for the mysterious existence of the enchantment in his body that could transfer the black liquid into the enchantment, just the thought of the consequences of having too much mana flowing in his meridians was terrifying. It was no wonder that the Split God's Secret Technique was listed as a forbidden technique. Not everyone could cultivate it. Even though Lu Xiaotian had successfully cultivated it once when he was in the Qi Refining Stage, the same person might not be so lucky the second time. After all, good luck would not accompany everyone for a long time. If not for the enchantment, Lu Xiaotian would not even have dared to try it a second time.
Thinking about the mysterious enchantment space in his body, Lu Xiaotian heaved a sigh of relief. After the black liquid that formed the Split God's Secret Technique was transferred into the enchantment, the discomfort in his dantian quickly disappeared. Otherwise, if it continued, he would not know what to do.
Inside the enchantment, the green grass was like a mattress. The five spaces of different attributes emitted their own Spirit Qi waves. Most of the Spirit Qi was restricted to a certain range. There was also a portion of the Spirit Qi that gathered in the middle of each space, forming a unique spectacle. Over the years, apart from cultivating, Lu Xiaotian would selectively transplant a portion of the spiritual herbs that he came across into this space in case of an emergency. At this time, the entire enchantment was filled with a large amount of spiritual herbs and spiritual trees. The amount of spiritual stones spent to cultivate these spiritual plants was uncountable. Among them, the most eye-catching ones were the Gold Condensation Fruit Trees that bore the Seven Orifices Exquisite Fruit and the supplementary spiritual plants that grew beside the Gold Condensation Fruit Trees. Only the earth-type space lacked such a tree.
Lu Xiaotian retracted his gaze from these spiritual plants and looked again at the black Split God's Secret Technique that was trembling in the air. His Primordial Spirit faced this small knife alone, but it still made him tremble from the depths of his soul. It was an instinctive fear.
However, thinking about the benefits that his Secondary Primordial Spirit had brought to him after cultivating the Split God's Secret Technique for the first time, Lu Xiaotian could not help but grit his teeth. No matter how difficult it was, he could only brace himself. If he had not split his Second Primordial Spirit, he would have died in the Forbidden Bloody Ground when he encountered Dugu Han. How could he have survived until now and successfully built his foundation? Without his Secondary Primordial Spirit, he would have died countless times.
As the enemies he encountered became stronger and stronger, Lu Xiaotian had a hunch that the strength of his Primordial Spirit would be more important as he progressed. This kind of secret technique that could split one's Primordial Spirit was even rarer. He was lucky to have obtained it. If he did not cultivate it, it would be a waste. If he did not take it, he would be punished.
After thinking about this, his Secondary Primordial Spirit controlled the God's Secret Technique to fly towards him. It was better to deal with the pain quickly than to prolong the pain. Lu Xiaotian would feel uncomfortable if he stayed in front of the God's Secret Technique for even a moment longer. If this continued, his previously calm state of mind would be affected. Once he developed a fear of the God's Secret Technique, it would be even more difficult to successfully split one's Primordial Spirit.
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Lu Xiaotian's Primordial Spirit ball also moved forward. When the black God's Secret Technique came into contact with his Secondary Primordial Spirit, a soul-deep pain made Lu Xiaotian let out an unprecedented scream. Lu Xiaotian had roamed the Cultivation World for many years and killed countless enemies. He had also suffered countless injuries. However, the pain from those injuries added together was not even one-ten-thousandth of what he was experiencing right now. In comparison, the attack from the burly man, the Great Blood Toad, and the Rank 7 Centipede Soul inside the Centipede Soul Battle Spider was insignificant.
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