Two months had passed quickly. With the "Nine Death Divine Arts" as a reference, he had become adept at pushing himself to the brink. As a result, he progressed smoothly in the early stages of the new technique, writing with speed and precision.
In just two months, he had already advanced the technique by 1%, a remarkably swift progress. To put this into perspective, when he originally created the "Ten Absolute Scripture," it took him half a year to reach even 1% progress. Compared to that, the speed with which he was developing the new technique was extraordinary.
However, on this particular day, he finally paused, encountering his first major writer's block. Similar to when he was creating the "Ten Absolute Sutra," he was stuck on designing the divine abilities of the technique. Among the three essential elements of a technique, designing the divine abilities was the most challenging. Once again, he found himself at a loss, unable to figure out how to design the divine abilities for his new technique, nearly driving him to despair.
Although the "Nine Death Divine Arts" had an existing divine ability for rebirth, it was incompatible with his new technique. With the Peak-grade Water Bear Gu, it was difficult to reach a near-death state, making the rebirth ability somewhat useless. Moreover, he didn't favor this type of self-destructive divine ability as it didn't suit his personality.
The rebirth ability is a passive growth type, excelling in its high growth potential but not enhancing immediate combat power. He preferred powerful divine abilities that could significantly boost combat strength in battle, which the rebirth ability did not provide.
Yet, the rebirth ability was among the most powerful divine abilities he had learned. If he didn't use it, what other divine ability could he employ? He held even lower regard for the divine abilities in the trash techniques of the Qian Clan treasure vault.
He found himself in endless turmoil, racking his brain, holding his pen aloft but unable to write.
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At this moment, back in the cave, after Di Xin left, a group of uninvited guests entered. Led by Li Laodao, he brought a group of Gu cultivators from the Qian Clan commerce Association, smiling as they entered. However, upon seeing the wide-open stone door and the empty interior, he was stunned.
"Li Laodao, are you here to amuse us? Where are the treasures you spoke of? You need to give us an explanation!"
Qian Duoduo's angry voice echoed in the cave, indicating he had somehow reached the marrow-cleansing stage. Qian Jinjin, beside him, frowned deeply, clearly displeased.
The place seemed to have been thoroughly looted, with even the decorations, wall carvings, and floor tiles removed. Now, apart from dirt and rocks, the cave was empty. Even the ground had been dug up. How could there possibly be any treasure left?
Whoever could find treasure here would truly be extraordinary. Even the usually composed Qian Jinjin was left gaping in disbelief at the scene, her mouth forming an 'O' in shock.
This was true madness; she had never seen such thorough looting in her life.
Looking at Li Laodao with an expression of extreme astonishment, Qian Jinjin asked, "Did you do all this? Even the bones left by the cave master were taken by you?"
All the Gu cultivators of the Qian Clan turned their gaze to Li Laodao, their expressions strange and their eyes filled with meaning.
"No, no, it wasn't me! It really wasn't! I just took some decorations and lighting items for my home."
"It was that little medicine boy. I would never do such a lowly thing. Even if I were starving, I wouldn't take someone's remains."
Li Laodao waved his hands frantically, feeling utterly embarrassed. He regretted bringing that person along and vowed never to do so again.
"Don't worry about who did it. You deceived us into coming all this way."
"We mobilized so many people, wasting one to two months for a round trip. Even the young lady canceled many commitments to come here. And now you tell us there's nothing here? Are you playing with us?"
Qian Duoduo grabbed Li Laodao by the collar in a rage.
It would immediately weaken the opponent's morale and boost his own.
Although he was very satisfied with this divine ability, he wasn't about to copy it outright. Plagiarism was unacceptable. He intended to improve it.
Like when he borrowed from the divine ability of the "Sun and Moon Heart Sutra," he planned to enhance the foundation, making it surpass the original.
For instance, if the "Inverse Dragon Technique" could manifest one external dharma form, why settle for just one? He would strive to create multiple dharma forms, one for each level, showcasing his greed.
Additionally, instead of refining each part of the body separately at each level as the "Inverse Dragon Technique" did, he would refine everything at each level, then enhance them layer by layer, demonstrating his greed.
Since he had already outlined the plan, he couldn't revert to the original idea of enhancing a single body part per level.
Now, Long Xuan was brimming with inspiration for the new technique, his creativity flowing endlessly, far from the frustrated state he had been in just moments ago.
It can only say that the "Inverse Dragon Technique" technique came at the perfect time, alleviating Long Xuan's urgent needs. Elder Long is truly a great person!
With inspiration for the divine power technique, Long Xuan’s long-idle pen resumed its movement. The sound of rustling soon filled the pavilion, uninterrupted.
The time spent on cultivating techniques is always lengthy, especially since Long Xuan is challenging the top-tier techniques of this world. His ideas are innovative and unconventional, making the creation process undoubtedly more challenging.
He envisioned a path that no one had ever taken before, where everything was unknown and needed to be explored by himself, with no prior experience to draw upon. Refining the body with Lava and the heavenly thunder tribulation is something only he could come up with.
If he succeeded, the power of such a technique would be unimaginably terrifying, enough to make everyone tremble with fear.
Imagine, if even celestial fire and tribulation couldn’t kill a person, what means in the world could? Just the basic abilities are so frightening, not to mention Long Xuan’s plan to develop multiple external dharma. Facing such a formidable opponent would be a nightmare for anyone.
In the years spent cultivating, there were times of torrential rain, raging winds, heavy snowfall, and scorching sun outside the pavilion. However, with the pavilion shielding him from the elements, Long Xuan remained undisturbed. The changing environment outside not only failed to distract him but also inspired him and allowed him to relax.
For example, he loved listening to the sound of rain. The pattering rain outside always washed away his fatigue, making him fall asleep to its rhythm.
However, he was occasionally disturbed by unexpected intrusions. Birds would sometimes fly into the pavilion to seek shelter from the rain, chirping incessantly. More outrageously, they even built a nest in the pavilion and never left.
He would lose track of time while cultivating techniques, and when he looked up, he would find chicks in the nest.
Not only did birds like to fly in, but Chicken bro also occasionally came in, seeking shade or shelter from the rain.
As time passed, more and more spirit bees evolved into ice bees and occasionally flew in, interrupting his thoughts.
Thus, two years quietly passed by.
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