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"That's right, how could that be possible? Old man, don't speak nonsense."
Seeing this, everyone turned their heads, thinking that it was nonsense. After all, the relic only opened once every thousand years, and most people knew what was going on inside. They had never heard of the secret methods on the twelfth floor, and they also needed the help of divine blood.
If that was really the case, who would care about this damned cultivation art.
"That is because you two are ill-informed. Let me tell you this, that One Dream Pathless Secret Art not only requires the help of divine blood, but a cultivator can only use it three times in his life. Any more and all the soul will perish."
The old man paid no attention to the angry looks of the crowd and immediately revealed a huge piece of information.
"Is that true or not, old man? How could that be possible?"
"That's right, those big sects don't know. Old man, I don't think you would be able to eat grapes and call them sour grapes."
Everyone saw that the old man was talking to himself and was getting more and more outrageous.
"If you don't believe me, look!"
The old man chuckled, and without even making a move, he instantly arrived next to the stone tablet standing next to the entrance. He then pointed at it.
As his finger pointed down, the original words on the stone monument instantly vanished and were replaced by a new handwriting.
"This is …"
"How can you do that? Old man, how did you do it?!"
Everyone turned pale with fright. This ancient monument had been activated for so many years, so it was natural that it had been touched by many weirdos. However, no one had been able to cause the stone monument to change.
"Eh, look at that line of words, there really is a limit to the 'One Dream, Shun Dao' technique!"
Before everyone could recover from their shock, another exclamation was heard, attracting everyone's attention. When everyone saw the record on the stone tablet, they couldn't help but look at each other in dismay.
Because the new words that appeared on the monument was the effect of all the techniques that were written in the twelfth floor of Pathless Tower. The first floor's secret method of burning blood would overdraw one's blood and Qi, causing one's fighting strength to multiply, but afterwards, it would become weak.
Second level, third level … Wait a minute, explain the effects of all the techniques, including restrictions and benefits.
"It really is like that."
"Eh, where's that old man?"
When the crowd saw this, they could not help but heave a sigh of relief. When they regained their senses, they discovered that the old man who had suddenly spoken had already disappeared.
"Damn, where did that old man go?! Who the hell is he?!"
"Could it be the cultivators of Rainforest?"
Everyone began to guess, and soon after, quite a few cultivators left.
One could only use a secret technique three times in a person's lifetime, and it required the help of a divine blood.
But now, forget about the Devil Realm, even if all the Three Immortal Heavens s combined forces, the only god that had appeared was the Water God, and no one knew where he was. Even if they found him, he might not be willing to release his blood, as he was a supreme god after all.
So, although the secret technique was good, it was the same as never before, so many people were no longer interested, especially the Great Emperor who had originally failed in their challenge, they had unknowingly left, obviously these people originally planned to wait, to see who could obtain the secret technique and prepare to rob them, and now they retreated after knowing the difficulties.
Crack!
The light from the blade danced as it sliced through the air like a swimming dragon. It instantly slashed down on the puppet's body, and in the next moment, the puppet transformed into a beam of light that instantly dissipated!
"Finally, it's gone."
Jiu Muli heaved a sigh of relief. She did not know what had happened outside, but after clearing the eleventh floor, she had already forgotten the passage of time. Now that she had finally made it past the eleventh floor, she felt an unprecedented sense of excitement.
This puppet was extremely difficult to deal with, but she still managed to defeat it. Although it was hard to see, she could still feel her strength rising.
After passing the eleventh floor, Jiu Muli was truly satisfied. Although this puppet was only at the third floor of Star Monarch Stage, it did not fear death. Its true strength was comparable to the Great Emperor s in the fourth floor of Star Monarch Stage.
At this moment, she could clearly feel the improvement of her strength.
[The Art of Practice]!
The changes of the heaven and earth, the chess game of stepping into the heaven and earth, one could see the inadequacies of all things!
This was a spiritual sense secret technique, and was not even called a secret technique, but instead a cultivation technique that was similar to mental arithmetic. There were not many words in this technique, and it was very simple to enter, but there was no depth, and it all depended on how the cultivators understood.
This was a secret technique similar to deducing the secrets of the heavens. It could be used to scheme and calculate, and could also be used to escape from enemies.
This secret technique contained everything, it was just like the intelligent lamp, only the emphasis was different.
"It's an amazing technique, but it doesn't seem to be of much use to me."
Jiu Muli carefully memorized the secret method and was a little conflicted. Even after being nurtured for so many years, with such a strong mental state, she would definitely be able to understand and grow strong.
If she wasn't smart, it depended on the person a bit less. This kind of thing depended on experience and character, it had nothing to do with training secret techniques. Just like a stupid general, no matter how good his 36 schemes were, he would still be stupid!
"Although it is not a science dog, it still pursues materialism."
Jiu Muli could not help but retort in her heart. She had no choice, she simply could not accept this kind of thing that was taken for granted.
In the future, if she met Yu Bujin, she could give it to him as a gift. That guy had always liked to think twice, after all, in all these years, there were only a few cultivators that had managed to pass the eleventh floor.
Her injuries quickly recovered, and not long after, her aura completely recovered. It seemed like there was another improvement, her gaze couldn't help but fall on the entrance to the 12th floor.
To go or not to go!
To be honest, she was a little hesitant, after all, the puppet on the eleventh floor was already hard for her. If not for the awakening of the Holy Bone later, she might have been injured.
As for the twelfth floor, it was the final floor after all. It was absolutely harder to pass than the eleventh floor, and she didn't have much confidence in winning.
"Little Bones, are you awake?"
Jiu Muli hesitated for a while, but in the end it resounded. The Holy Bone had not been checked thoroughly, so he could not help but turn his attention to the Holy Bone.
This matter caused the golden light on the bones of his entire body to become even more concentrated. The originally palm-sized Emperor Bone was now emitting a dense amount of Light of Law s, and these Light of Law s flowed along his blood and muscles continuously, causing her bones to continuously become stronger.
This progress was very slow, but it was constantly progressing. She believed that if this were to continue, given a hundred years, her physical body would definitely be on par with a saint's.
The most important thing was that Holy Bone on her chest was that it was unable to even get close to her. Furthermore, every time they came into contact with her, they would be trembling with fear, as if there was something terrifying sleeping inside that palm-sized Holy Bone.