The Lord of Void and Real

Chapter 64: Chapter 63 Black Skeleton

Shen Luo fell silent for a moment, then stood up and brought the emerald green bamboo tube close to the flame of the oil lamp.

The dim yellow flame licked the surface of the bamboo tube, and the area in contact with it quickly started to turn yellow.

He squinted his eyes but did not immediately remove the bamboo tube, continuing to roast it with the flame instead.

The yellowing surface of the bamboo quickly turned black, a few red sparks appeared within, threads of smoke began to rise as though it was going to ignite.

Shen Luo quickly removed the bamboo tube and blew out the sparks on its surface, a look of disappointment appeared on his face.

It seemed that this emerald green bamboo tube was truly just an ordinary object.

He sneered at himself.

Not only had he found the Nameless Heavenly Book he came for this time, but he had also obtained a treasure box that had the ability to shrink things, the previously stagnant Small Transformation Yang Skill had directly achieved perfection. It was truly too greedy of him to wish for more treasures.

Shen Luo solemnly lectured himself in his mind, however, he still could not bear to discard the bamboo tube and placed it back into the stone box.

He returned to the bed, sat cross-legged, picked up the Nameless Heavenly Book, and started to “fondle” it again.

In the following days, Shen Luo ardently studied the Nameless Heavenly Book day and night. When his spirit grew weary, he would sit down and recuperate, when he had recovered, he would continue to read the book, occasionally he had Xiao San bring him some food to deal with hunger.

After several days of relentless effort, he finally finished the first half of the Nameless Heavenly Book by noon on the fifth day.

That day, Shen Luo was seated cross-legged on the bed. His face was mostly covered in stubble, and he appeared to be extremely worn by fatigue, but his eyes sparkled with enthusiasm and excitement.

Just as he had previously suspected, the Nameless Heavenly Book recorded a set of cultivation tactics, which were far more profound and mysterious than the Small Transformation Yang Skill. Truly, it was a genuine Immortal technique.

The magic spell described in this book had no name. According to the general outline at the beginning, it was divided into eighteen levels and could be cultivated from Qi Refining Stage all the way to Becoming Immortal.

In addition, he understood the six stages of cultivating immortality that precede Becoming Immortal: the Qi Refining Stage, Grain Avoidance Stage, Soul Condensation Stage, Nascent Soul Stage, Great Mahayana Stage, and the True Immortal Stage.

The Nameless Heavenly Book offered no detailed explanation of these six major realms, only a brief mention that once one has attained a deep enough level of cultivation, not only would their lifespan be significantly extended, but they could also wield immense power, even being able to call the wind and summon the rain, move mountains and fill seas with but a thought.

As for the final True Immortal Stage, they could truly ascend to immortality, shining with the sun and the moon, sharing the same lifespan as Heaven and Earth. Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Even though the book contained only a few sentences describing the immensely powerful states, Shen Luo’s blood was still boiling as he read them.

In the preceding years, he had read many incredible stories about “Immortals”, especially those about vanquishing demons and performing righteous deeds. These tales always fascinated him. However, with his once frail body, living as an ordinary person was nothing short of an extravagant wish, to speak of pursuing immortality was out-and-out fantasy.

But now, things were different. The unexpected perfection of the Small Transformation Yang Skill had significantly improved his constitution. Although the vitality loss caused by the previous Yin Qi affliction could not be completely compensated, he was, at last, eligible to practice the skills of immortality.

Unfortunately, the back half of the ancient scroll had been torn away, and it only recorded the tactics of the first nine stages. Meaning, he could only reach the Soul Condensation Stage once he had completely mastered all the instructions.

Shen Luo did not feel disappointed about it.

According to the book, along with the information previously discussed with Bai Xiaotian, the cultivation of immortality was an act of defying the natural order, and cultivating each level was exceedingly difficult. If one’s aptitude was poor or their comprehension lacking, they could not even reach the most basic Qi Refining stage. Among the hundreds of disciples in the Chun Qiu Pavilion, only three had truly entered this stage and had mana of their own.

Although Shen Luo was very eager to attain the high levels mentioned in the Nameless Heavenly Book, he had no delusions that he could easily reach them. If he could reach the Qi Refining stage and extend his lifespan by sixty years, he would be satisfied.

Of course, if his luck were good and he could achieve a higher stage, then so much the better.

Moreover, after this treasure hunt, Shen Luo no longer doubted the strange events that occurred in the mysterious world of dreams brought about by the jade pillow.

That was truly a glimpse into the Future World a thousand years later!

Which meant, in just a few hundred years, Apocalypse Day, when the disaster of demons would descend…

Shen Luo collected his thoughts and sighed deeply.

Everything he had seen about the future was still far away, and pointless to ponder on. The task at hand was to diligently cultivate the Nameless Heavenly Book, and worry about the rest later.

After making this decision, he put the ancient scroll back into the stone box, hid the stone box under his pillow, then buried his head into the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

…

After who knows how long, Shen Luo gradually woke from his sleep. The fatigue that had accumulated over the past days was wiped out, and he felt invigorated.

Shen Luo got out of bed and stretched his limbs, then opened the window.

Outside, everything was pitch black, through the abundant branches and leaves of the banya tree outside, one could vaguely see the western crescent moon. The quiet courtyard was occasionally interrupted by the chirping of insects, but other than that it was dead silent. It seemed that it was already the latter half of the night.

“Could it be that I’ve slept for a day and a half?” Shen Luo muttered to himself, then turned to walk towards the bed.

This quiet and deep night was a perfect time for cultivation.

Shen Luo reached under his pillow to retrieve the stone box, put it into his bosom, and then quietly stepped out the door.

Interestingly, the Nameless Law Formula had a peculiar method of cultivation, from the very beginning, it required the practitioner to sit in a pond, or brook to cultivate.

But that wasn’t an issue, not far from the town was a small brook, he had passed by when he had come.

Shen Luo rounded about from the corridor at the entrance to a corner near the courtyard wall.

He lightly leaped, his body seemingly weightless, he jumped over ten feet from the ground, right hand supporting against the wall, and he quietly landed in a small alley outside – the place where he had tested the talisman a few nights ago.

Shen Luo looked back, taking a glance at the courtyard wall, the corner of his mouth slightly upward.

After the Small Transformation Yang Skill reached perfection, his leaping ability was greatly enhanced. Unfortunately, he had not learned any light body techniques, otherwise he’d not even need hands to get over this small courtyard wall.

He quickly identified his direction and swiftly moved towards the end of the alley. After a while, he left the small town and arrived at a small brook a few miles outside.

This brook bent around the outside of the town, it was only three to four meters wide, the water was quite clear, and the place was full of water grass.

Shen Luo found a secluded spot on the brook, took off his clothes, just leaving a loincloth on.

Just as he was about to enter the water, his gaze trailed over his shoulder and his eyes suddenly widened, staring unwaveringly.

Where there had been a dark red tooth mark, there was now no trace of it, replaced by a black skull pattern the size of a bowl!