Rebirth of a Quasi-Immortal Spirit

Gao Zhun shook her head. It was rather amusing that such a homebody would dare to say she wanted to improve herself through exploration and adventure.

Gao Zhun quickly banished this strange thought from his mind and focused on dealing with the Buddhist teachings he had received from his sea of ​​consciousness.

In fact, all it would take to break through the wall is a single incantation. However, she also knew that the Yin Corpse outside was extremely difficult to deal with, and even gathering all forty-nine Mahayana cultivators would probably be of no use.

It wasn't that Gao Zhun didn't trust the strength of these high-level cultivators, but rather that they knew nothing about the Yin Corpse. Only she, in this Buddhist hall, knew the Yin Corpse's identity in life, and naturally understood the power of its Dharma body better than others.

That is the supreme Vajra Arhat Body of Buddhism, the highest level of body refinement in the realm of living beings. Although this Buddhist cultivator has only cultivated the Vajra Arhat Body to the third level, and is still quite far from the ninth level of mastery, even so, probably only the powerful physique of the demon race can cause it harm, and then there is the method of Buddhism.

It is said that healers cannot save themselves, but in fact, even Buddhist practitioners cannot save themselves. Otherwise, with the power to build this Buddhist temple at the end, how could they not have transformed their own physical body and prevented it from becoming a corpse?

It's pointless to dwell on these things now. Gao Zhun has made up her mind that she will not leave until she has successfully mastered the method of converting Yin Corpses. In any case, with her early Nascent Soul cultivation and lack of power to convert Yin Corpses, she would only be a burden if she went out. Rather than having those Mahayana cultivators come and take care of her, it would be more appropriate for her to stay here and study Buddhist teachings.

To comprehend these inheritances left behind by cultivators at the late stage of Mahayana cultivation with only a Nascent Soul stage cultivation level is an immense pressure and an extremely taxing task on one's spiritual energy. Often, comprehending a single mantra would drain Gao Zhun's sea of ​​consciousness. If she hadn't had many Spirit Nourishing Pills on hand, she would have already died from exhaustion by now.

Even so, it still took Gao Zhun a full half month to learn the nine true words for converting the Yin Corpse. During this half month, she sat alone on the prayer mat in the Buddhist hall, with a faint Buddhist light flowing around her, but not completely.

When the task was finally completed, Gao Zhun stood up from the cushion, his face full of bitter smiles: "I have a great affinity with Buddhism, but I lack the wisdom to carry it on. These traditions cannot shine brightly in my hands."

However, Gao Zhun didn't mutter to herself for long. At this point, she only needed to comprehend and skillfully apply these nine most important mantras. As for the true successor of Buddhism, didn't her family happen to have someone with innate wisdom?

Outside the Buddhist hall, Yun Zihan and the others were not as lucky as Gao Zhun. For the past half month since entering the Yin Sha Cave, they had spent almost all their time in constant battle. Of course, after half a month, following Gao Zhun's instructions before he disappeared, they did not linger in battles, but steadily moved forward towards the source of the Yin Sha Qi and corpse Qi. Now they could vaguely see the main chamber of the Yin Sha Cave.

Perhaps it was because they were nearing the location of the Yin Corpse, or perhaps it was because the continuous killing of ghosts over the past few days had weakened the Yin Corpse's strength. The illusions that had spread throughout the cave had disappeared. At this moment, the forty-nine Mahayana cultivators no longer needed to form the Heavenly Eye Array, and Ah Zhong and Yun Mu Ning no longer had that feeling of being able to see everything but being completely in the dark.

Yun Zihan took a deep breath, her gaze fixed intently on the main chamber of the Yin Sha Cave. Half a month of effort had finally brought them to the core of the cave. The Mahayana cultivators were safe, but it was Yun Mu Ning and A Zhong, the two Nascent Soul cultivators, who had to endure days of intense pressure. However, this was also a trial for them; they would likely benefit greatly from this experience.

"The main chamber is now within reach. Everyone, we'll take the time it takes for an incense stick to burn to enter. Any problems?" Yun Zihan said in a deep voice. This was a method of managing people that she often used. Most of the remaining forty-eight cultivators present had been led by her into extremely dangerous secret realms and had even been on the battlefield between humans and demons where life and death were a near certainty. This Yin Sha Cave was nothing compared to what she had seen before. Therefore, Yun Zihan's call was met with overwhelming response. The group of over fifty people responded to her call with their actions, and their advance speed increased by another three points.

The Yun family cultivators did not disappoint Yun Zihan's hopes. After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the last one of them stepped into the main room.

The main room wasn't very large. With a coffin inside and over fifty people, it already felt quite crowded. However, the atmosphere inside was many times more oppressive than outside. The group tacitly used the breath-holding technique. The Yin energy and corpse energy here were so dense that it seemed like every breath could affect someone.

Yun Zihan frowned and said, "This coffin is made of Xuanming Ice Stone. It is said that it can only be produced in the Xuanming Abyss, which is located at the junction of the living world and the underworld. It is located at the bottom of the abyss and takes millions of years to form by gathering the Yin energy leaking out of the underworld. Hmph, those evil cultivators back then really had a lot of resources!"

Upon hearing Yun Zihan's words, the Mahayana cultivators she was leading indeed frowned deeply. Although they had never witnessed the power of the Xuanming Ice Coffin firsthand, they had read about it numerous times in various ancient texts. Every time the Xuanming Ice Coffin appeared, the local area would be engulfed in bloodshed. Even a family like theirs, with its prestigious reputation as one of the top ten inherited families, would likely face annihilation. Initially, she had thought that leading forty-nine Mahayana cultivators was more than enough, but now it seemed she had been somewhat overconfident.

Fortunately, Gao Zhun informed them when the situation was just beginning to develop; otherwise, the Yun family might not have been able to escape this calamity.

"Hmph, even the Yun family, possessing the power of priests, failed to foresee the impending crisis. It seems the other party must have some means of concealing the secrets of heaven. Just who is targeting our Yun family?" Yun Mu Ning spoke angrily. Although she knew that those involved in this matter back then were either on their deathbeds or had already ascended to the upper realms, and could not possibly still be lurking in the shadows, she still felt a sense of injustice and inexplicably thought of the Wu Ya family, which had declined for millions of years...

"The most urgent task is to nip this trouble in the bud. As for the rest, the Yun family elders will investigate it themselves. They want our Yun family to be destroyed by the tide of history, but they should see if they have the ability to escape the Yun family's Heavenly Evolution Formation again and again." At this moment, Yun Zihan's gaze at the Xuanming Ice Coffin was extremely cold, as if she wanted to pierce through it with her eyes.

"With the combined strength of forty-nine of us, using the Samadhi True Fire to temper the Xuanming Ice Coffin for eighty-one days, even the eternally unyielding Xuanming Ice Stone will find it difficult to withstand this power. Everyone, heed my command..."

Gao Zhun had just finished forming the incantation and emerged from the secret chamber of the Buddhist hall when she was directly teleported to the main chamber of this Yin Sha Cave. As soon as she landed, she heard Yun Zihan about to give an order.

Upon hearing this, Gao Zhun was immediately alarmed and hurriedly said, "Wait! This Yin Corpse possesses the Vajra Arhat Body. If you use Samadhi True Fire to incinerate the Xuanming Ice Stone, wouldn't you be releasing it out of its own hands?!"

Gao Zhun, who had been missing for half a month, brought such a bombshell to everyone as soon as he reappeared. Fortunately, including Yun Zihan, everyone had only made hand seals and had not actually activated the Samadhi True Fire. Otherwise, the Yatian City region would have been devastated and the Yun family would have faced the danger of annihilation.

"Master!" As soon as Gao Zhun appeared, Ah Zhong came to her side with great joy and stood guard. As for the forty-nine Mahayana cultivators of the Yun family, they stopped in time. Although they all suffered some backlash from the Samadhi True Fire, it was a much better result than the perilous situation Gao Zhun had described.

"Where have you been these past two weeks, young friend? You said that the Yin Corpse always has the body of a Vajra Arhat, but how did you know that?" At this moment, Yun Zihan's face was slightly flushed, which was obviously a sign of the backlash from the magic.

However, Gao Zhun's eyelids twitched. Instead of answering Yun Zihan's question, he made a hand seal he had never seen before, muttering something unintelligible. Then, he forcefully dissipated the wisp of black energy that had quietly emerged from the Xuanming Ice Coffin. This action seemed to drain all the spiritual energy from Gao Zhun's meridians. Seeing this, Ah Zhong immediately took out a bottle of the spiritual liquid that Gao Zhun had previously given him and fed him a large mouthful. Only then did Gao Zhun's pale face regain its rosy hue.

"Master Jialan, how could you be engaging in backstabbing after death?" Gao Zhun looked at the Xuanming Ice Coffin in the center of the main room with a wary expression. The Master Jialan she mentioned was indeed the Buddhist cultivator's Dharma name during his lifetime.

"You little brat, you've ruined my plans time and time again. If I don't kill you here today, I'll have no face to see Buddha again." As soon as he finished speaking, the Xuanming Ice Coffin began to shake violently. However, Gao Zhun breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this, and then told Yun Zihan and the others about her experiences over the past half month.

"You mean, the Yin Corpse inside was Jialan, a third-generation disciple of Buddhism, who had reached the late Mahayana stage and had cultivated the Vajra Arhat Body to the third level?" Yun Zihan asked in great surprise. After Gao Zhun confirmed it again, she fell silent.

Yun Zihan remained silent, as did the other forty-eight Mahayana cultivators behind her. Gao Zhun could only marvel at Yun Zihan's imposing presence among the group. No wonder Yun Mu Ning's arrogance had diminished considerably after acquiring such a master; compared to this genuine authority, the ever-proud Yun Mu Ning seemed even more like an immature child. (166 Reading Network)