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第两千一百七十四章 三种秘术

This demon was released from the Spirit Ghost Bag, and its eyes immediately glowed with a fierce light as it viciously lunged towards Lin Xuan.

"Devil畜生, you really have no sense of when to die!" Facing a spirit monster at the level of a Focused Spirit, Lin Xuan showed no fear. He raised his right hand, sending a technique from his fingertips out.

A golden protective shield on that layer rippled with tiny waves as hundreds of Sanskrit characters burst forth from it simultaneously. The chanting voices grew loud, instantly enveloping the Silver-winged Corpse Demon.

Lin Xuan did not stop there; he sat cross-legged and earnestly pondered this technique. He was not trying to learn it but rather looking for a way to subdue the Silver-winged Corpse Demon. Most of what had come before he skipped over.

At the end, he found the incantation he sought. It was a thousand-word secret technique that seemed unremarkable at first glance. However, each word was obscure and ancient, and it took Lin Xuan several days to read through it completely—merely reading it, not yet comprehending its full meaning.

This secret technique detailed how to refine the Silver-winged Corpse Demon. The conditions were harsh and difficult, but he did not go into those details. Just satisfying the conditions of refining a corpse was headache-inducing. It took the ancient demon countless efforts to find suitable materials for refinement.

The various heavenly treasures and earthly rarities required were numerous, no lighter than his own Nine Palaces Instant Array.

Lin Xuan found it hard just reading these methods; it truly tested the ancient demon's prowess in refining the Silver-winged Corpse Demon.

"Phew!" Lin Xuan sighed with relief. He did not find a method to subdue the corpse demon, and though he was unprepared for this outcome, his face still showed disappointment. Could such an excellent helper be left unutilized?

After all, Lin Xuan had personally experienced the power of a Focused Spirit cultivator. If he could have such a powerful corpse demon as an ally, it would be incredible.

However, no matter how much he desired it, there was nothing he could do. He dared not forcibly subdue the corpse demon; otherwise, if it went berserk and retaliated, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Let this matter rest for now. I'll find a way later," Lin Xuan sighed. Though he felt disappointed, as an ordinary cultivator, he knew how to pick up and put down. He had many other matters to handle.

With his thoughts settled, Lin Xuan pointed at the storage bag in front of him, which shook slightly, releasing a round object.

It was a bead-like thing, unremarkable on the surface but with a grotesque face carved into it, radiating a soft glow.

Lin Xuan held this item between his thumb and index finger, pressing it to his forehead as he delved into its essence with his divine sense.

A myriad of black light blazed, dazzlingly bright, but Lin Xuan was unaffected by it. Soon, the black light dispersed, revealing huge characters that entered his vision.

"Six-Word Evil Ghost Curse!" These ancient characters were familiar to Lin Xuan despite having seen them before. The title still stirred him deeply.

After all, this Six-Word Evil Ghost Curse represented something significant; even in the Spirit Realm, it was one of the top magical arts, with seventy-two transformations that could rival the Buddhist Six-Word Dharma Spell.

How many great demons desired but never obtained such a powerful spell now lay within his grasp.

Of course, what this bead contained was not complete; at best, it detailed only a few of the numerous transformations in the Six-Word Evil Ghost Curse. But even these were remarkable enough for any cultivator to be content with. A Focused Spirit cultivator could never hope to wield such a complete spell.

It had to be one of the great demons or an old monster who had achieved Immortality.

After all, according to ancient lore, mastering the final few transformations required reaching the realm of Transcendence.

With this in mind, Lin Xuan remained calm. The bead contained three transformations:

The first was a summoning technique. Human world demon cultivators could invoke the essence of famous demons from higher realms when their magical arts reached a certain depth. But the Six-Word Evil Ghost Curse was even more miraculous; it could open spatial rifts to bring ghostly creatures from the Yin Realm here.

With enough will, one could merge with the summoned ghosts, enhancing their strength. However, this came with significant drawbacks and hidden dangers, so most cultivators only used the summoned ghosts as support.

This transformation was known as exorcism magic.

The second transformation was a demonic form technique.

Demonic forms were similar to golden body Dharmic forms but fundamentally different. Lin Xuan's Lesser Heavenly Realm Dharmic Form could condense into an实体, incredibly powerful, like a second body for the cultivator. If broken, it would need to be reformed, though its inherent strength made breaking it difficult.

In contrast, demonic forms were versatile and had lesser power compared to golden body Dharmic forms but were easier to recover with some Essence Qi and Dharmic Power.

Both had their advantages, each having its own merits. However, for a true great cultivator, the golden body Dharmic form was preferred; using a demonic form would be like showing off in front of a master craftsman. But given Lin Xuan's current situation, learning this demonic form could serve as a complementary skill.

The third transformation was Mother and Son Yin Lightning.

Yin lightning spells were common in many magical arts, but the Six-Word Evil Ghost Curse detailed a unique version with significant power.

"Good, good," Lin Xuan raised his head. "Though there are only three transformations for the Six-Word Evil Ghost Curse, they are all practical."

After some thought, he decided not to miss any of them and would learn them one by one.

With this in mind, he repositioned the bead on his forehead, releasing his divine sense to study it meticulously.

He read through it briefly before now delving into each word and sentence. As they say, a small difference can lead to great errors; Lin Xuan did not want any mistakes when truly practicing.

Following the sequence, he started with exorcism magic first.

Lin Xuan pressed his forehead against the bead, and the practice room fell silent as if a needle could be heard falling.

Three hours later, Lin Xuan looked up, his face filled with admiration for the ancient cultivator who had created this secret technique. The method of commanding ghosts was too wondrous; it defied comprehension.

The cultivation world truly produced countless geniuses, and Lin Xuan felt a deep respect.

He began to practice.

Three months passed unnoticed.

One day, Lin Xuan transformed into a streak of lightning, leaving his cave and vanishing on the distant horizon. He did not leave without saying goodbye; he planned to find an uninhabited place to test his exorcism magic.

To summon ghostly creatures from the Yin Realm, practicing in this area would be too shocking, so Lin Xuan sought a desolate place where no one lived.

The Yu Kingdom was vast and sparsely populated. Finding such a place was easy.

Soon, he spotted a vast wilderness stretching for miles without any signs of life.

Lin Xuan's gaze swept over it with satisfaction before he climbed to the top of a nearby mountain.

Here, undisturbed by others, he could test his new technique.

Lin Xuan waved his hands, and mystical hand seals appeared as he whispered obscure incantations…

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