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"Did he say 'temporary'?"

In the Yellow River Domain, after the Corpse Fisherman finished speaking to Lord Carp, Lord Carp asked.

"Yes, Lord. Friend Xuan Huang means that the Star Mother Yuanjun of the Zerg is temporarily useless to the top-tier domains. Even for large domains, as long as they are healthy, not like the Bright Lake Domain which is suppressed by luck, it's difficult to be of use, and it would take a very, very long time, so long that even a Saint could be born."

The Corpse Fisherman originally didn't need to say so much, making it sound like he was from Xuan Huang, painstakingly explaining for Xuan Huang.

The reason was to go to Xuan Huang's domain to comprehend the Dao, making things convenient for others and for himself.

"I understand. You've done well, thank you for your hard work," Lord Carp said to the Corpse Fisherman.

"I wouldn't dare!" The Corpse Fisherman hurriedly expressed that it was his duty.

"Did Daoist Xuan Huang really say that Friend Zuoqiu Ming's essence has improved?" Lord Carp asked again.

"Yes, Lord," the Corpse Fisherman said.

"It seems that the Daoist sect and the Literary Shrine Domain have already made their moves? Since that's the case, you should go too. Go seek your own opportunity. If you gain something, it will also be a gain for our Yellow River Domain," Lord Carp said.

He agreed with the Corpse Fisherman's idea.

The scene looked like he was unwilling, or rather, a very cautious attitude, without much motivation.

The reason is not difficult to explain, it's just that he, Lord Carp, doesn't have the opportunity to improve, so he naturally doesn't look forward to it like the Corpse Fisherman.

He can't even leave the domain. The Venerable level is too strong. The top-tier domain can only support a King to leave, the Venerable cannot leave.

This is the reason why he doesn't care much.

Very simple, it's none of his business.

He's still easy to talk to. Those who are difficult to talk to wouldn't let go even if they knew there was a possibility of improvement below.

It's just a possibility. What if he caused trouble?

The lower levels only need to improve. The higher levels think more.

Lord Carp left and went into seclusion.

"Phew!" The Corpse Fisherman breathed a sigh of relief.

"Congratulations, Daoist friend, congratulations, congratulations," the Shaman Woman and the Ferryman congratulated him.

The two of them were very envious of their Daoist friend.

They also listened to the conversation with the Venerable just now. They understood what the Corpse Fisherman described.

However, the Venerable only agreed to the Corpse Fisherman going to the Xuan Huang domain to comprehend, but not them.

However, with so many years of friendship between the three, the step taken by the Corpse Fisherman is a step for both of them.

As long as the Corpse Fisherman can succeed, they both have a chance.

Therefore, there was no envy, jealousy, or hatred, only slow anticipation and hope.

Hoping that the Corpse Fisherman would succeed.

"Thank you, two Daoist friends," the Corpse Fisherman said gratefully to the two.

At this moment, the three of them were very solemn, no longer using the titles of beggar, laborer, or scrap collector, but calling each other Daoist friends.

The Corpse Fisherman can be said to be the hope of the whole family.

"I didn't quite understand what Daoist friend described just now. I have a few questions I want to ask," the Ferryman asked.

"Alright, alright, you laborers don't need to be so polite, just ask," the Corpse Fisherman seemed a little unaccustomed.

The Corpse Fisherman is ultimately not Lü Dongbin or Zuoqiu Ming, not the kind of existence who left a great name.

The three of them are a 'conceptual entity,' born from the fantasies of countless people along the Yellow River about some mysterious professions.

So they are not ordinary creatures, but a combination of numerous mysterious and taboo professions.

Unlike Lü Dongbin and Zuoqiu Ming, who both left great names and have their own special abilities.

The three of them are different.

"I plan to take the dumbest route," the Corpse Fisherman said.

"The dumbest route?" the Temple Shaman Woman said.

"Yes, cultivation through self-comprehension, not enhancement from the domain's feedback," the Corpse Fisherman said firmly.

"This?" The two were stunned. This path is not easy to take.

A very difficult, very difficult path.

It could even be said that it's impossible to walk.

The improvement of Zuoqiu Ming and Lü Dongbin, as mentioned earlier, was essentially expanding the domain, feedback after the domain was enhanced.

They didn't really walk their own path, this needs to be made clear.

The Corpse Fisherman had thought about it for a long time. He couldn't do what the two of them did, he didn't have that ability, so he could only take the most difficult path, which is the path of cultivation bit by bit.

If you want to give an example, Zuoqiu Ming and Lü Dongbin obtained huge merits, and their advancement was through merits.

The Corpse Fisherman wants to take the path of his own cultivation.

"Daoist friend, have you thought about cultivation techniques? How will you create a technique?" the Shaman Woman asked.

This is the most crucial problem. Who doesn't know that the path of cultivation is the most solid, but what about the technique?

Where does the technique come from?

Rely on creating it yourself?

If creating techniques were so simple, why would the Saints of the domain enslave humans, raise living beings, and rely on faith and incense to improve?

Low-level techniques are easy to create, but what about techniques corresponding to one's own cultivation level? What about the next level needed for one's own improvement?

Isn't Xuan Huang so legendary because of this?

Before, many people thought that Xuan Huang was just lucky for a while. The reason why cultivators need endless years to truly rise is also this.

It requires countless generations to pioneer, geniuses emerge in endlessly, and countless sacrifices and deaths are needed to gradually expand the path of cultivators.

A genius reaches the peak, and there is no way above. He needs to create a technique himself.

Then this genius has great perseverance to create it, then breaks through, then fails, then dies… Then another genius rises, also reaches this step, comes to the edge, takes over the experience of many dead geniuses before, tries to break through again, and then dies again…

Repeatedly, until countless generations of accumulation, or a peerless genius appears, and finally creates the technique successfully and breaks through successfully… Cultivators have opened up a higher level.

This is normal cultivation.

The reason why Xuan Huang is called a legend is that there is no need for generations of accumulation, planning to clear the level by himself.

But it's just Xuan Huang.

Don't think that because of his existence, creating techniques is very simple.

If it were that simple, why would the Domain Saints be like this.

"I don't create techniques," the Corpse Fisherman said very simply.

"What?" The two were even more confused.

How can you walk without creating a technique?

"You, you, want to learn from Tu Shan…" The Shaman Woman was saying, when she stopped abruptly.

Then she looked at the Corpse Fisherman in horror. Was her Daoist friend planning to take this path? Was he going to be a traitor?

Did he not want to live anymore?

Foolish!

"Don't misunderstand, you two. I was born as a person of the Yellow River Domain, and I will die as a ghost of the Yellow River Domain. This will not change. I am not Daoist Tu Shan. I can't do what she does, and I can't possibly do that."

Good heavens, the Corpse Fisherman was also frightened. How can betrayal be said casually?

You can't even think about it, you're in the Yellow River Domain, in the Mother Domain.

"We laborers and beggars dare not talk nonsense!" After saying that, he was still a little scared, and said again emphatically.

"No, no, no, we misunderstood," the Shaman Woman said uneasily, while constantly looking around.

Fearing that the consciousness of the Yellow River Domain would descend and destroy these three 'traitors'.

“I understand now. You want to use Fellow Daoist Xuanhuang's methods as a foundation to create your own,” the ferryman said with sudden comprehension.

“Yes, and no,” the corpse retriever replied.

“Alright, stop playing with us. Just explain clearly,” the shaman asked impatiently, directly.

“Be patient, be patient. Looking at you two, where is your divine composure?” the corpse retriever said leisurely.

But he didn't dare to continue being cryptic, and said, “The 'yes' part is that I do want to comprehend Fellow Daoist Xuanhuang's methods. Of course, it's more accurate to say I want to reference the methods of the Qingyun Mountain cultivators, drawing nourishment from their numerous insights.”

Without exception, every poem, every hair, every organ, every appearance is being watched!

“The 'no' part means I understand my own capabilities. If you want me to create some kind of method, low-level ones are fine, mid-level ones are passable, but forget about high-level or even top-tier or invincible methods. I don't have that ability, understand?”

“Understood!” the two nodded in agreement.

“Eh?” The corpse retriever felt a blow: “You, you?”

He couldn't even criticize them. He himself had said he didn't have the ability; it wasn't their words. They were just nodding in agreement.

“Forget it, I won't bother with you two. My idea is to obtain a decent technique from Fellow Daoist Xuanhuang, but I'll add my own insights to it. It's not about blindly following, but learning through imitation…”

Hearing this, they understood.

Fellow Daoist Corpse Retriever knew his own talents and didn't aim too high.

Instead, he would first learn, learn other people's methods, and then comprehend, improve, and correct them.

Until he found a path suitable for him.

This was indeed much better than groping around on his own. Learning before innovating, not trying to innovate right from the start, was something he couldn't do.

“Let me tell you a secret,” the corpse retriever said in a low voice, “In your understanding, besides the three invincible fundamental methods of Fellow Daoist Xuanhuang, are there any other powerful methods?”

“I know about the 'Great Dream Heart Sutra.' It's said to be a dream-path cultivation method. I'm not sure if it's at the top-tier or invincible level; there's little information circulating about it,” the shaman said.

“The 'Spirit Beast Method,' 'Deification Method,' 'Dao Soldier Method,' 'Spirit Plant Method,' 'Demonic Plant Reshaping Method' – these are said to be top-tier methods at the very least. We can't figure out if they've reached the invincible level,” the ferryman said.

Looking at it this way, Xuanhuang had indeed created quite a few.

These were just the widely circulated ones; there were actually many more.

“Fellow Daoist Xuanhuang's various incantations and great divine powers are also, in fact, top-tier methods striving for invincibility,” the shaman added.

It wasn't that they didn't know, but once they started talking, all three forgot what they were supposed to be discussing.

Instead, they were immersed in Xuanhuang's methods.

Starting at invincibility, what kind of talent and aptitude was this? He was truly an incomprehensible person.

If you said you were human, we wouldn't believe you. You must have obtained an opportunity from the Ruins of Return.

Only that could barely explain it.

“Ahem, no matter how envious we are, it's still his. Let's get back on topic. You're right, but Fellow Daoist Xuanhuang actually has another method, said to be the only one he's collected over the years that he didn't create himself. Of course, he's improved it.”

“Are you talking about the legendary 'Burial Coffin Method'?” the shaman asked, her mind reacting quickly.

It could be seen here that they had a deep understanding of Xuanhuang.

Any and all news that had circulated, they had recorded.

They could recite it fluently from memory.

“Yes, that's the one. It's said to have been discovered in a small world. This method is deeply favored by Fellow Daoist Xuanhuang, the only one not personally created by him, and it should be at the invincible level. Even if it wasn't before, Fellow Daoist Xuanhuang has modified it to the invincible level, otherwise it wouldn't be the only external method,” the corpse retriever said.

“You want to learn this?” the shaman asked.

“Yes, this is the method. I'm not qualified to learn the three fundamental methods. As the source, it's almost impossible for us saints to learn any other methods created by Fellow Daoist Xuanhuang. Only a method like the 'Burial Coffin Method' is our opportunity.”

He added, “My judgment isn't good, but I trust Fellow Daoist Xuanhuang's judgment. A method he approves of definitely won't be simple; it can be considered 'Xuanhuang Certified.'”

He continued, “A Xuanhuang Certified method that isn't suppressed by Xuanhuang as the source – isn't that prepared for us? Besides, burial coffin, burial coffin, I'm very familiar with this business. Dealing with corpses and evil spirits is my specialty.”

The corpse retriever said happily, gesticulating excitedly.

It had to be said, it really suited him.

It was indeed about dealing with corpses, dealing with coffins, treating oneself as a corpse, and burying oneself.

It was also a top-tier method that cultivated both artifacts and techniques.

The coffin was both one's natal treasure and the key to burying oneself and forging oneself.

The only pity was that this method only had a fourth-order level. The genius who created the method only reached the fourth order, and what followed were just his guesses.

After Xuanhuang perfected it, it was also at the fourth-order level, without further development.

However, he absorbed the essence of the 'Burial Coffin Method' and added it to the three fundamental methods. For Xuanhuang, the greatest essence had already been obtained.

In addition, cultivators weren't interested in this method and didn't cultivate it, so it was indeed buried.

Of course, it wasn't entirely the cultivators' fault. The method was just too special.

It evolved from a secret technique, and the way of cultivation was also very special.

To use an appropriate analogy: it was like a living dead method, requiring one to lie in a coffin for ninety percent of the time, burying oneself underground in the coffin, cultivating through the sedimentation of time.

One rebirth per cycle, each time requiring one to shatter oneself and break out of the cocoon anew.

It was hard to say it wasn't strange and unseemly.

Cultivators had the better three invincible methods. Who would be foolish enough to learn this? Looking at it to broaden one's horizons was fine, but learning it was unnecessary.

However, seventy to eighty percent of the ghost cultivators in purgatory exchanged for this method, wanting to gain some insights from it.

Speaking of this, one had to mention the ghost cultivators' method, the 'Myriad Tribulations Yin Spirit Divine Lightning Sutra,' which was also an invincible ghost cultivator method.

The three of them had forgotten.

“Indeed, the 'Burial Coffin Method' is most suitable for us. Fellow Daoist, your decision is too right.”

The corpse retriever danced with joy.

The ferryman and the shaman were also excited. It was indeed too suitable for them.

The three fundamental methods were uncultivable because they were suppressed by Xuanhuang as the source.

If one learned the three fundamental methods, it would be equivalent to betraying the realm, requiring one to achieve what Saint Mother Tushan had achieved.

This was unavoidable.

Moreover, even if the realm consciousness didn't care, Xuanhuang wouldn't agree.

Learning my method and not wanting me to be the source – what's the basis for that?

Xuanhuang would never agree to that.

…(End of Chapter)