fifth form

Chapter 3702 Speaking Off the Cuff

"Has he been dead for many days and his soul cannot be summoned?"

"Perhaps my magical skills are limited. Your Majesty could try to summon the soul from someone else!"

As expected, Yuanshi Tianzun lost face.

After repeated attempts to summon the soul, he was unable to summon even a trace of it.

After explaining the reason, Yuanshi Tianzun could only mention that his magical skills were insufficient and he was not capable of summoning the soul of a cultivator of the Emperor's level.

"I wonder if the Heavenly Venerable could explain this method to me, so that I may learn it temporarily?"

Laozi is mad and useless, Yuanshi Tianzun's spells fail, and Tianshi Qiu Hongji is skilled in magic but is already trapped in Lingshan.

The Celestial Court currently needs to go to Mount Ling to retrieve the imprisoned immortals and investigate the Two Elders of the West. Dealing with the Emperor's affairs is definitely not the Celestial Court's priority at present.

Left with no other choice, the emperor and empress sought instruction, hoping to learn even a small trick or two, so that they might be able to touch upon the real thing.

"This is easily resolved!"

Yuanshi Tianzun nodded.

He doesn't shy away from preaching and teaching, but it's not exactly a good method. It's not very useful except for repeatedly torturing the souls of the dead. No serious cultivator would do such a thing for amusement.

"My method is called the Eighteen Hands of the Floating Pagoda. It used to be used to torture opponents, making them wish they were dead. You can learn it, but don't say it was passed down from me!"

After thinking it over, Yuanshi Tianzun couldn't help but remind everyone not to spread rumors that would damage his reputation.

"We will naturally obey the Heavenly Venerable's instructions!"

The Emperor and Empress responded and then invited Zhenyuan Shenjun outside the passage.

As people age, their learning ability declines. It is very difficult for emperors and empresses to learn magic, and there is a high possibility that they will only learn a mediocre thing. However, Zhenyuan Shenjun, who was the most skilled learner in Kunlun in the past, is outside, and he can cultivate magic at an extremely fast speed.

The Empress couldn't appeal to Zhang Xuezhou's emotions; she still had a connection with Zhenyuan Shenjun, and he wouldn't stand idly by in this situation.

After exchanging a few words of invitation, Zhenyuan Divine Lord had already slipped in through the passage.

"Let me see if it's easy to learn. We can practice this technique together in the future!"

Zhenyuan Shenjun jumped in and approached Yuanshi Tianzun, clearly having overheard Yuanshi Tianzun's inability to cast spells.

This teasing made Yuanshi Tianzun's eyelids twitch repeatedly.

"I'll begin my lecture; learn as much as you can..."

Yuanshi Tianzun ultimately did not dwell on this matter, but instead chose to mention his Eighteen Hands of the Floating Pagoda.

Different schools of thought practice different techniques, and the Eighteen Hands of the Floating Pagoda by the Primordial Celestial Venerable is no exception. He doesn't expect everyone to reach a level close to his own; he only hopes that everyone can learn from him. If the attempt to summon the Emperor's soul fails, then the matter will be over.

Ultimately, the emperor, empress, and others were more unwilling to give up and wouldn't be satisfied without trying.

He spoke eloquently, mentioning his practice of the Eighteen Hands of the Floating Pagoda and the characteristics of each stage of the practice.

"Zhen Yuan is indeed amazing, and Shuo Xian is also good at learning!"

When Yuanshi Tianzun preached, Xuan Nu and Bixia Niangniang were initially able to keep up with this kind of soul-collecting cultivation, but after cultivating for less than one level, the two of them became exhausted and fell behind.

When they entered the second level, the emperor and empress, whose emotions were in turmoil, did not follow.

Zhenyuan Shenjun steadily followed the teachings and cultivated, directly stepping into the sixth level. Zhang Xuezhou was a little slower, but he also cultivated to the fifth level.

Although the Eighteen Hands of the Floating Pagoda has eighteen levels of techniques, the first six levels involve summoning the soul, while the subsequent twelve levels involve methods such as torturing the soul. They are not actually related to summoning the soul. Being able to summon the soul at the level of six levels is sufficient.

Yuanshi Tianzun was not in a hurry. He slowly explained the story and then let everyone learn.

"I'll give it a try!" After explaining several methods of manipulating and tormenting dead souls, Zhenyuan Shenjun indicated that he understood, and then stepped towards the bronze chair.

He chanted incantations and, after casting a spell, also reached out and stroked the Emperor's demonic body.

The feeling of touching an empty shell surged into Zhenyuan Shenjun's mind. He felt that his magic was sensing a corpse that had been dead for a long time, rather than a fresh corpse that had died in the last few days.

This feeling was very strange. Zhenyuan Shenjun felt that the time since the Emperor's death was far more than seven days.

If the time since death is too long, the soul will be completely destroyed, and even fragments of the spirit will not exist.

The spells he used were not the problem, but the results were unsatisfactory.

"Would you like to give it a try?"

Zhenyuan Shenjun showed no embarrassment, but instead beckoned Zhang Xuezhou to try his hand at the spell and see if there was any difference between their spellcasting methods.

"can!"

Zhang Xuezhou's Eighteen Hands of the Floating Pagoda is not of a high level, but it is fine for searching for and summoning souls.

In fact, his Yin Object Tracking Technique is a kind of soul-searching method. Zhang Xuezhou had not searched before, and he did not expect it now. However, it was not in his nature not to try if he had the means, after all, he was too eager to find out where Donghua had gone.

A shimmering purple aura of magical power appeared, and Xuan Nu and Bixia Niangniang looked slightly surprised, with a hint of bitterness on their faces.

Zhang Xuezhou's ability to win the championship at the Three Realms Centennial Grand Gathering speaks for itself.

Kunlun should have been a protector and supporter of such a top genius, but in the end, their relationship became distant, leaving them both speechless with regret.

With Zhenyuan Shenjun in the past and Zhang Xuezhou in the future, both of them were rare geniuses in Kunlun. However, they left for various reasons. In addition, the Emperor and several great gods who were attached to the old Kunlun land lost their lives. Kunlun, which was originally showing signs of revival, fell to the bottom.

If it weren't for the Three Realms Celestial Court being in a period of decline and the Western Sect causing trouble, Kunlun would surely have been squeezed into a corner of the world.

The two were in mixed feelings, while the emperor and empress still seemed somewhat lost, as if they had lost their souls.

"Found it!"

When the Jade Emperor's low reminder came, everyone turned their attention to him.

"That's not the Emperor!"

Zhang Xuezhou's Eighteen Hands of the Floating Pagoda did indeed summon a soul, specifically the soul of the Emperor, but it was not the Emperor's dead soul that he summoned.

A milky-yellow, twisted dragon body appeared, then coiled around the bronze throne and the emperor's demonic body, causing the emperor and empress to widen their eyes.

This is the 'Bai' that once burrowed into Zhujiuyin's body and was repeatedly driven by the Emperor. Now it seems to have been driven into the Emperor's demonic body.

"This seems to be a faked death?"

The Emperor and Empress were the first to make their judgments, while the Jade Emperor made a pointed remark, implying that the Emperor's death was not normal.

The Emperor's physical body died, but the soul that was stuffed into the Emperor's body was 'Bai'. For some unknown reason, 'Bai' was uncooperative until Zhang Xuezhou summoned the soul.

"How could faking death completely destroy a demonic body that has been cultivated for thousands of years? How could there be such a method of faking death in the world?" Yuanshi Tianzun asked in bewilderment.

"Perhaps Haotian offended someone he shouldn't have, or provoked something he shouldn't have, leaving him with no choice but to fake his death to escape!"

The Jade Emperor made a few guesses, but the Primordial Heavenly Venerable felt it was better for the Jade Emperor not to speak, lest he make a fool of himself and become a laughingstock. After all, the Empress and others were grieving, and this was not the time for laughter.

"If the Emperor's soul is gone, why have the souls of Wangliang, Taowu, Chong, and Changqin also vanished?"

The Primordial Celestial Venerable and others summoned the soul of the Emperor, while the Mysterious Maiden and others, lacking the ability, summoned the soul of the gods of Kunlun.

After repeated attempts, Xuan Nu discovered that the souls of the gods seemed to have all disappeared.