"The myriad forms of the world are complex and intricate, beyond the grasp of royal power, and too profound for the likes of you and to easily portray!"
Elder Weng’s words carried infinite depth and a sense of history, with an enigmatic smile playing on his lips as he gently shook his head, his nonchalant deanor revealing a profound understanding of the complexity of all things.
Xu Wendong, upon hearing this, felt a tremor in his heart, then respectfully bowed, speaking earnestly, "Your insights are profound, Elder; this junior is ignorant and humbly requests your guidance to shed light on my confusion!"
Elder Weng’s gaze lingered on Xu Wendong for a mont, a glimr of curiosity and appreciation in his eyes, then shifted his tone to ask, "How do you perceive the distinction between good and evil in this world?"
Xu Wendong pondered for a mont, choosing his words carefully to reply, "I believe that the division between good and evil is akin to the cycle of day and night, the alternation of yin and yang, a natural law that remains eternally unchanged."
"The good, like light, warms the heart, while evil, like darkness, corrodes the soul."
"The coexistence and balance of the two form the colorful and complex tapestry of our world."
Elder Weng, upon hearing these words, his expression slightly changed, a flicker of amazent and admiration passing through his eyes.
He had not anticipated that the young man before him would possess such profound insights, elevating the discourse on good and evil to a philosophical level.
This detachnt and wisdom were truly rare.
"What a remarkable concept of the interchange of yin and yang, of coexistence of good and evil!" Elder Weng exclaid, then shifted his tone to one of gravity and mystery, "I know of a Secret Realm, hidden beyond the mundane world, elusive even to the full might of the Lingyou Country."
"But to enter this place, one must pledge allegiance to a mysterious power. Are you willing?"
Upon hearing this, Xu Wendong bowed without hesitation, his voice unwavering, "If led by you, Elder, this junior, Xu Wendong, is willing to offer my life, to swear undying loyalty. Should I breach this oath, may I incur divine retribution, my soul shattered, never to reincarnate!"
As his words fell, as if in response to his vow, a deep, imposing thunderclap resounded from the heavens, causing the air around to tremble.
Elder Weng, witnessing this, felt a great peace of mind, understanding this thunder as an endorsent of the oath from the Heavenly Dao, which strengthened his trust in Xu Wendong.
However, unbeknownst to him, this secret of the thunder was in truth a hidden sche; it was Xu Wendong’s special manipulation, borrowing the Heaven and Earth Power to fabricate a celestial phenonon, enhancing the credibility of his vow.
After all, he is called Xu Wendong, not Xu Wendong!
"Since that’s the case, I shall impart to you a Mysterious Corpse Control Technique. This technique is extraordinary; it can manipulate souls, command corpses, and perceive life and death, reversing the order of creation. Should you grasp its essence, I shall take you to the gate of that Secret Realm." Elder Weng finished, as his hands ford hand seals, a crimson light surged from his fingertips like Netherworld fire, swiftly entering Xu Wendong’s brow.
As the light infused, Xu Wendong’s mind seed to explode with thunder, as nurous ancient and eerie runes and images surged like a tidal wave, revealing the secrets of the Corpse Control Technique.
With closed eyes, he imrsed himself in the vast ocean of knowledge, feeling the shock and wonder brought by the Corpse Control Technique.
Simultaneously, he mastered the three elents of the Corpse Control Technique.
First, find a fresh and intact corpse; only then can it be controlled.
Second, the casting of spells to control the corpse.
There are two ways to control a corpse. One, inscribing runes on the corpse with one’s own essence blood to establish a connection, but a damaged rune on the corpse will sever this connection.
Two, infusing the body with Soul Force, which allows for better control, but if the corpse is damaged, the controller faces so risk of backlash.
The third and most crucial elent is maintaining a continuous ntal connection through incantations, gestures, or thoughts to control the corpse, ensuring it acts according to directives.
"Go heal and recover your cultivation level first; in the evening, you may attempt to cultivate the Corpse Control Technique." Elder Weng waved a hand, and the body of the burly man appeared before Xu Wendong.
Xu Wendong couldn’t help but ask, "Elder, should I cultivate here? I’m currently being hunted, won’t cultivating here risk exposure?"
Elder Weng smiled and said, "Rest assured, no one will discover you. Once you can truly control the corpse, I will take you to that place."
He was evidently very cautious.
Unwilling to easily divulge the location of the Yin Corpse Sect’s headquarters.
Upon reflection, this was understandable.
The Yin Corpse Sect had stood unwaveringly for so many years due, in part, to the caution of its disciples.
Regrettably, the Yin Corpse Sect’s stronghold in the mortal world had already been discovered by Shen Qingzheng.
Once he successfully infiltrates it, he can eradicate the Yin Corpse Sect root and branch.
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Afterward, Xu Wendong entered the backyard, sitting under the weeping willow to begin his cultivation.
His training continued until evening when he finally stopped, his previous injuries fully healed.
In truth, he was never injured. But since it was part of the act, he made it convincing enough.
"It’s ti to attempt cultivating the Corpse Control Technique!" Xu Wendong’s eyes glead with an intense light.
He donned a black brocade robe, sitting cross-legged under the tree.
With his hands slowly pinching the spell, the hidden True Qi within him surged forth like a breached river, tumultuously flowing.
This True Qi swirled and wove around him, eventually forming an invisible cord that gently wrapped around the middle-aged man’s corpse.
Under the guidance of the True Qi, the corpse gradually lifted off the ground, hovering in mid-air, as if supported by an unseen hand.
At this mont, the corpse of the middle-aged man, stripped of his living garnts, appeared exceedingly pale and fragile under the moonlight.
Yet within this fragility seed to reside so force on the verge of awakening.
Xu Wendong took a deep breath, lightly biting the tip of his right index finger, allowing a drop of red blood to drip, as crystal-clear as morning dew.
Concentrating his energy, he guided this droplet infused with his essence blood and will, across space, onto the corpse.
Upon contact, a faint glow erged on the corpse’s surface, as if so mysterious power was stirring to life.
Imdiately afterward, Xu Wendong’s hands began moving rapidly through the air, fingers tracing complex paths, seemingly drawing ancient runes in the void.
These runes, intricate and enigmatic, each contained profound anings and power.
With each motion of his fingers, threads of True Qi entered the runes, making them progressively clearer and brighter.
As ti passed, the middle-aged man’s corpse gradually beca covered with these mystical runes.
They adorned the corpse like stars, glimring with a deep, dark light, not only altering the corpse’s appearance but seemingly bestowing upon it so new life and power.
Elder Weng appeared in the backyard, his face full of shock, "You... actually succeeded?"
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