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"So you're not White Impermanence?"

Out of the corner of his eye, under the weak light of the candle, Shang Zifeng actually saw his own reflection in the wall.

Didn't they say that after death, there would be no more shadows?

Why is his shadow still there?

In the next moment, Shang Zifeng was speechless, because he found himself back in the underground palace.

"He actually still has a breath of air left in him, as expected of the descendants of the god race …"

It was unknown when, but the snowball was actually being dragged by the elder into the palm of his hand.

Seeing that, Shang Zifeng subconsciously shouted: "You... What are you going to do with it! "

He didn't notice the old man's words just now. He was wholeheartedly focusing on the matter of reincarnation. Now that the snowball had been snatched away by this old man, his heart tightened.

However, the next moment, Shang Zifeng was completely dumbstruck. The old man's left hand was holding onto the snow ball, while his right hand gently caressed the back of the snow ball, his palm emitting a white light, which completely enveloped the snow ball. In the blink of an eye, the snow ball actually twitched mysteriously, and then, it slowly opened its eyes.

Shang Zifeng stared at this strange scene with his eyes wide open, for a moment he forgot to be happy.

"Eh?!" Eh? You... It was grandpa who saved me … "

Snowball was still in a daze after waking up. When he first saw the old man, he only paused on his face for a moment before looking around.

Seeing Shang Zifeng, Snowball suddenly screamed out in her heart: "Feng!"

Afterwards, without hesitation, he jumped away from the old man's palm and scuttled into Shang Zifeng's embrace, using his little head to constantly rub against Shang Zifeng's neck.

This kind of itchy familiarity finally made Shang Zifeng's pale face appear slightly red.

He looked excitedly at Snowball who was acting like a spoiled child in his arms, trembling uncontrollably.

No matter how confused Shang Zifeng was, he finally understood.

He was not dead. Snowball was not dead either. They were all still alive. It was this old man with a white beard who had saved them.

Looking at the old man's Immortal qi that was surrounding his body and his legs that were stepping on the auspicious cloud, Shang Zifeng was shocked, could it be that he had met a deity?

Thinking about this, he used his walking stick to get up from the ground, raising his hand to bow to the old man, "Junior Shang Zifeng, thanks the old deity for saving us!"

The old man was slightly shaken as he sighed and said, "I didn't expect that when I woke up, the world had already passed through three thousand years."

"Old Daoist Immortal, you …"

Hearing that, Shang Zifeng was startled, but he quickly blurted out, "Could it be that you have already …"

The old man only laughed, he did not reply, but his loving and caring attitude was already deeply engraved in Shang Zifeng's mind.

The old man changed his tone and said sternly, "Actually, from the day you were born, your fate had been different from others. Now that the demonic energy of candle is sealed within your body, to you, this is a blessing in disguise … "

"demonic energy of candle?! What is it? Please enlighten me, old deity! "

Shang Zifeng heard many strange and strange things that had happened to him today, leaving him unable to urge him any further.

The old man did not reply. With a raise of his hand, a silk scroll was delivered to Shang Zifeng through the air, and he said with a deeper meaning: "This secret scripture can help you temporarily suppress the demonic energy of candle. All things in the world have a fixed number. All things have their cause, and all things have their fruit. There are also reasons for not doing so. The time has not come, must not force, I hope you remember! If fate wills it, we will meet again! "

It was just a few words, without any beginning or end, but it was profound and profound.

Before Shang Zifeng could react, the old man had disappeared.

No one noticed that in the instant the old man left, a mischievous glint flashed in his eyes as he looked at the snowball.

"Old deity!"

The old deity came and went in a hurry, and only spoke a few words with him. He didn't even have the time to drink half a cup of tea less, he only left behind a bunch of questions before he left, which left Shang Zifeng at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

Looking at the silk scroll in the air where the Old Immortal had disappeared, Shang Zifeng's heart was in turmoil, and he was also confused.

A series of inexplicable things followed one after the other, causing his brain to feel slightly bloated, as if he had just had a short dream.

Shang Zifeng shook his head, he no longer thought about those unrealistic things, he looked at the silk scroll given to him by the old deity, and the four big words appeared clearly in his mind, "Nine Dragons Technique".

Just by looking at the name of this book, he was deeply attracted.

What a domineering name, Nine Dragons Technique, just this "dragon".

The word was a legendary word.

At this time, Snowball also climbed onto Shang Zifeng's shoulder. With one glance, he could see the Nine Dragons Secret Technique, and his small eyes immediately widened, as he once again leapt onto the top of the book, and his butt directly printed onto the cover of the book.

Shang Zifeng was speechless. Looking at the snowball pointed at his little fart, he had the urge to pinch it.

"Snowball, what's wrong with you? You like this secret manual too? "

Hearing this, Snowball nodded his head, showing that he liked it.

Shang Zifeng had already gotten used to Snowball's ability of literacy. These few years, he had read a hundred books in the Compendium Pavilion, and Snowball was always by his side.

At first, Shang Zifeng thought that Snowball was only pretending to watch over him, but then he realized that it wasn't like that. It was because there were some simple poems that only needed to read once for Snowball to use his actions to express the meaning behind the poem.

Of course, it was impossible for Snowball to express the more difficult poems with just her movements, but that was enough for Shang Zifeng to be shocked.

Gradually, Shang Zifeng was convinced that Snowball definitely had the ability to read and write.

However, over time, he got used to Snowball's ability.

"Indeed, his name is domineering! Do you think that cultivating like this would be too heaven defying? "

As he said till here, Shang Zifeng felt a bit sad.

This was a secret scripture left behind by the old deity. Without even thinking, one could tell that it was definitely a rare manual in the world.

Not to mention that his dantian had already been crippled, even if it wasn't, with his innate talent, he still couldn't have broken through to the first stage of Absolute Beginning Heavenly Dipper Incantation.

With the elderly deity's ability, it was impossible for him to not know of the changes in his body. He recalled the words the old deity said before, since he said that he could cultivate, then he would definitely be able to. Moreover, there was a demonic energy of candle in his body.

If he thought about it, he knew that this demonic energy of candle was definitely the skull that intended to devour his consciousness.

If he didn't cultivate this mental cultivation method as soon as possible, once the skull became stronger and broke through the seal, wouldn't he be possessed?

Thinking about that, Shang Zifeng's heart trembled, he immediately opened the book to the first page.

What Shang Zifeng did not notice was that the moment he opened the book, another three golden dragon patterns flashed on his brows, but quickly disappeared.

The next moment, he looked in disbelief at the open book, only to see it suddenly floating up, and then a golden light appeared on its surface.

Before Shang Zifeng could regain his senses, the volume had formed a white light barrier, and all the glowing words were lined up neatly in the air.

In the midst of his shock, Shang Zifeng saw ten lines at a glance and was stunned to realize that he could memorize every single word well.

Feeling the pleasure of flipping through a secret manual, Shang Zifeng decided to finish reading it in one go. Since he couldn't find a way out in this underground palace, he might as well memorize this secret manual and cultivate them one by one to see if he could condense profound energy.

As time passed by, Shang Zifeng finally saw the complete manual. At this point, Shang Zifeng was truly shocked, because he realized that even if he didn't memorize it on purpose, he could still memorize all of the mental cultivation methods easily. But just as he finished reading the last word, the Nine Dragons Truth Technique suddenly disappeared without any warning, as if it had never appeared before.

Fortunately, this mental cultivation method was not very long. Furthermore, he had already memorized this mental cultivation method, so he did not care where it went.

The difference with Absolute Beginning Heavenly Dipper Incantation was that the Nine Dragon Arts had a total of nine stages. Every stage, no matter if it was the physique or spiritual sense, would have a qualitative leap.

The color of the mystical Qi was also very simple, appearing golden.

Furthermore, as the level of training increased, the color would become purer. When it reached the ninth stage, it would be pure gold without a hint of discoloration.

Understanding the profoundness of the Nine Dragon Technique, Shang Zifeng was extremely excited, but when it was time to practice, he became afraid.

There was no other reason but the contrast between giving a sweet jujube and a gavel, still causing Shang Zifeng to feel fear from the bottom of his heart.

However, things had already come to this point. If he did not try, he would know whether he could survive or not.

The danger in front of him was unknown. Just relying on Snowball's words to walk out of this underground palace made him feel like he was dreaming.

In any case, he wasn't hungry at the moment, so he didn't feel tired at all. It would be better for him to calm down and cultivate. Perhaps, there might be a chance for him to survive.

Even if his legs were inconvenient, it wouldn't stop him from sitting cross-legged in meditation.

Without allowing anything else, Shang Zifeng immediately activated the first stage of the Nine Dragon Technique, incantation.

Suddenly, the profound energy in the depths of his Qi Sea burst forth, surging into his Dantian. At the same time, a golden light broke through the top of his head, enveloping Shang Zifeng's body and giving off a faint golden luster.

The surrounding air continued to condense and change with Shang Zifeng's technique.

If Shang Zifeng were to open his eyes at this moment, he would definitely discover that within the golden lustre surrounding his body, there was a pale golden dragon-shaped profound energy circulating unceasingly.

Even though it was a lump of shallow profound energy, it was like a real golden dragon swimming in the golden sky.

When Snowball, who was standing at the side saw this scene, he couldn't help but secretly clap for Shang Zifeng. "Feng Feng Feng is so awesome, he finally condensed the nine dragon's true energy. Hmph, when Feng Feng becomes stronger, this baby will want to see how those big bad guys will bully you! "

The comfortable feeling in Shang Zifeng's Dantian finally calmed him down. He took a deep breath and spread open his palm.

Feeling the touch of his palm, Shang Zifeng suddenly opened his eyes, looking at the pale golden Spirit Qi in his hands, he was extremely excited.

He succeeded!

He had actually succeeded!

He was originally testing out his mood when he realized that he could really condense mystical Qi. This kind of joyful mood could not be described with words.

With his dantian crippled, he could still cultivate. This had already broken Shang Zifeng's line of sight.

But after the excitement, Shang Zifeng calmed down, since the old deity gave him this, it naturally had its own unique features.

The surrounding air became hotter and hotter. He could clearly feel the changes in his body, and even his remaining injuries were gradually recovering.

Although he didn't know why his Qi Sea had such a powerful energy, he still understood one thing. That was, one shouldn't lose and never come back. If he didn't take advantage of this opportunity to break through, who knows how long he would have to wait.

Excited, Shang Zifeng did not dare to hesitate, he continued to channel his mantra, and both of his hands continued to form seals, the faint light seemed to be exceptionally bright in the gloomy underground palace, illuminating Shang Zifeng's handsome face, his entire being was enveloped in the golden light, his eyes closed and nourishing, as though he had comprehended everything.