Sovereign to Immortality

"Heh, of course," said the Pangolin as it circled around the divine ability stone formed from the Earthen Trembling Mountain and continued to say, "It's about ten zhang away from you."    

Tens of zhang away, Yang Junshan's gaze swept past the corpse of the monkey demon cultivator and the black stone tablet behind it. Only then did he vaguely notice that there was a barely discernible pillar within the rising mist.    

Yang Junshan's heart stirred. He first walked up to the corpse of the demon monkey and gave a slight bow. No matter what, what this demon cultivator did in the valley was still something that Yang Junshan admired.    

After passing the corpse of the monkey demon, Yang Junshan was about to check out the pillar behind the monument when he saw that Ba Wu and Ba Xin were all sitting cross-legged in front of the black monument, staring fixedly at the carvings on the monument.    

Yang Junshan looked over in the blink of an eye. Although he wasn't proficient in calligraphy, there was no problem with basic calligraphy. Thus, the contents of the stone tablet could not be hidden from him.    

The Great Void Technique!    

Yang Junshan stared at the three huge runes on the stone monument in surprise. The way he heard the name sounded impressive, and it seemed to be a demonic cultivator's sacred art, but he didn't know if it could be modified to become a sacred art that could be used by human cultivators.    

After decades of great change, regardless of whether it was the alien cultivators or the various forces in the cultivation world, they had all begun their initial stages of integration. Some of the alien cultivators' cultivation techniques and sacred arts had been changed to be suitable for the human cultivators to cultivate, but whether it was the speed of cultivation or the power of sacred arts, both had been greatly reduced compared to the original ones.    

No matter what, since there was a ready-made demonic cultivator's ability to be used as a reference, Yang Junshan wouldn't let it go. Even if he couldn't modify this ability himself, he could leave it to Tigress to see if he could cultivate it.    

At this time, Yang Junshan naturally wouldn't be polite. He took out a blank jade plate from his storage ring and started to copy the inheritance content on the monument.    

However, when he was at the end of the Dao Tablet, he saw a line of words left behind by a monkey demon cultivator. The general idea was that the Great Void Splitting Technique only recorded the upper half of the stone tablet, and to obtain the lower half, one would need to reach the True Demon Realm while also borrowing the power of one's bloodline to activate the lower half of the stone tablet.    

Yang Junshan could not help but be disappointed. The minimum requirement for opening the lower half of the inheritance of the Great Void Splitting Art was the True Demonic Realm. This meant that the Great Void Splitting Art itself was at least the equivalent of a precious technique.    

After memorizing the first half of the inheritance, Yang Junshan walked to the back of the monument slowly and found that the back of the monument was also full of inheritance knowledge.    

When Yang Junshan looked at the back of the stone monument, he discovered that the inheritance was divided into twelve parts, the upper half was a picture of a monkey demon displaying different forms, this was impressively a body refining inheritance of the monkey demon race.    

Yang Junshan's knowledge and knowledge of the Body Binding Secret Art were no less than Chen Ji's. After advancing to the Adept stage, he had also communicated with many other powerhouses' inherited Body Binding Secret Art. Now that he had mastered the eight sets of the Mountain Monarch Painting, he had mastered five of them.    

Even so, at this moment, he already had sufficient experience to be certain that this body forging technique was at least a mid-tier body forging technique, and might even be a high-tier body forging technique.    

Yang Junshan was slightly surprised, seeing that the majority of the monkeys were still devoutly looking at the front of the monument, he looked at the bottom half of the tablet on the back, only to see that it was still engraved with dense demonic characters, led by the three words "Monkey King Art"!    

Monkey King!    

As for the wild kings like the Great Swamp Demonic King, they were nothing more than a boast. After stepping into the Demonic Lord Realm, no Demonic Cultivator would admit that they have the qualifications to be a Demonic Lord.    

This was clearly the inheritance of a cultivation technique. However, to dare to claim the title of "King's Art", this at least proved that this cultivation inheritance had once been cultivated to the Demonic Lord realm. This meant that this cultivation inheritance was at least equivalent to the high-grade precious rank inheritance of humans.    

It was a pity that the inheritance of this art was similar to the Great Void Splitting Art on the front of the stone tablet, only having the upper half, which was sufficient for the monkeys to cultivate to the Great Perfection Stage of the Spirit Demon Realm, or even break through to the True Demon Realm. But if they wanted to continue cultivating, they would need a new inheritance cultivation technique, and the new cultivation technique also required the Great Monkey Demon's bloodline to inherit before the stone tablet.    

With this method, the normal cultivation techniques that Yang Junshan had passed down to them would no longer be used. However, this group of monkeys obviously hadn't realized the importance of the inheritance on the stone monument yet, so they were still looking at the sacred art inheritance on the front side of the stone monument.    

Yang Junshan himself wasn't sure what the purpose of this monkey-demon cultivator's death was. It had always been his cultivation and sacred art, but he had placed the body forging technique and cultivation technique on the back of the stone monument.    

After helping the Monkey Gang to the end, Yang Junshan walked in front of the monument and brought the fascinated monkeys to the back of the monument. These monkeys obviously had an instinctive intuition towards cultivating techniques of their own race, so they quickly divided themselves into two sets and began to practice the contents on the back of the monument. One part practiced body forging technique, while the other part sat cross-legged and started to transform the demonic energy they had cultivated into the 'Monkey King Art'.    

"Hey, do you still want to find my original body?"    

While Yang Junshan was busy making seals and giving instructions, the Pangolin was not satisfied with the fact that it was trying to find the stone shard. It was obviously nearby, but Yang Junshan was busy trying to find it.    

"Just do it!"    

Yang Junshan quickly answered and asked at the same time, "Where can we sense it now? We can't dig three feet out of the valley, right?"    

"Hmph, of course I've already sensed it. It's under that rod!"    

Yang Junshan looked around and naturally saw the pillar standing in the middle of the pool. It was surprising to see such a cylindrical pillar appearing in such a natural valley, but he still asked, "Below the pillar?"    

"Ha, you actually don't believe this artifact spirit!" The pangolin was obviously very dissatisfied.    

Yang Junshan walked up to the stone pillar, touching it with his hand and said, "What do we do next? Push it?"    

"Hehe," the Pangolin actually let out a mischievous laugh, and said, "If you can push nature to its best, then I'm afraid you won't be able to!"    

Yang Junshan naturally knew that this stone pillar was strange, but hearing the Pangolin say so, he himself was not convinced. With his current physical strength, although he could not say that he was able to lift a hundred thousand jin, he could still lift a thousand jin.    

However, when Yang Junshan pushed it, the stone pillar didn't move at all. Yang Junshan made a sound of "Hm" and kept pushing. This time, he seemed to feel the stone pillar move a little, but still stood there.    

Hearing the "Ga Ga" sound of the pangolin's laughter in his dantian, Yang Junshan murmured to himself, "Could it be that this stone pillar was buried very deep in the ground?"    

Pangolin immediately said, "Wrong, it's standing on the ground!"    

"How is this possible!"    

Yang Junshan naturally didn't believe it, but the stone pillar was just below the surface of a warm spring. Looking down, one could see the bottom of the water, and Yang Junshan also discovered that the stone pillar had never been buried under the water.    

The pangolin sneered again. Yang Junshan's heart skipped a beat and said, "Xiao A, your main body couldn't have been broken by this stone pillar, right?"    

"Bullsh * t! Bullsh * t! You think it can break me?"    

"Then how could your main body be suppressed by it?"    

Pangolin was silent for a moment before saying in a low voice, "Sigh, I can't remember clearly, but it is true that I fought with him. However, the spirit of this pillar has already lost its spirituality. It was definitely destroyed by my original body."    

Yang Junshan thought that Pangolin was stubborn, even though the stone pillar looked intact, but its own fragment was still on the ground. It actually dared to say that it had destroyed the spirit of the artifact spirit.    

The pangolin's voice sounded in Yang Junshan's spiritual consciousness, "I would never lie to my master."    

Yang Junshan was startled and said, "I won't believe it, I can't push this stone pillar down!"    

These huge monkeys had long regarded Yang Junshan as an important person only second to the dead monkey demon cultivators. Hearing Yang Junshan's words, these monkeys all went up to help without any hesitation. Dozens of monkey claws landed on the stone pillar, causing it to tremble violently.    

Yang Junshan was stunned, how could he have pushed it so easily?    

However, he soon discovered that something was wrong. The stone pillar wasn't falling down. Instead, it was jumping up and down, and its size was also shrinking.    

"This is …" Yang Junshan looked confused.    

The Pangolin's voice sounded from the bottom of his heart, "The magic treasure recognizes its master!"    

"To recognize himself as the master … then doesn't that mean that this stone pillar is at least a treasure grade treasure?" Yang Junshan couldn't help but feel greedy, but he soon realized something was wrong, "Didn't you say that its artifact spirit had been destroyed and lost its consciousness?"    

Yang Junshan didn't finish his words. The stone pillar had shrunk to six feet long and was as thick as a goose egg. It was held in Baqi's hand.    

At the same time, a yellow ray of light flew out from the bottom of the water and entered Yang Junshan's body.    

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His daughter was a toddler, and when his mother didn't hold back, the child turned on the water dispenser. His hand was hot, but fortunately, it was a hand, and the doctor bandaged it for at least two weeks before it would be complete.