My Years in the Folklore World

Chapter 422: Nine Deaths Cicada
Jiang Xinghuo spent all his time playing games that night, but his progress was always stuck halfway up the mountain and he couldn't reach the top at all.

Jiang Xinghuo couldn't help but feel a little worried. If other monsters got to the top of the mountain before him, the position of the Lord of the Volcano Hell would most likely fall into the hands of someone else.

This concerns his future progress in cultivation, and also his own life safety, so he cannot afford to be anxious.

But there was nothing he could do even if he was anxious. The monsters and demons that tried to stop him were no ordinary creatures. Besides, the Kitchen God's fire posed no threat to them. He could only rely on his thunder magic and the Dragon King's Taoist soldiers in his hands to charge in.

"You have killed the Scorched Fire Child, x13."

"You have received incense, +2600."

"But a good tiger cannot stand up to a pack of wolves. You were once again eaten up by dozens of burnt corpses. You are dead."

Jiang Xinghuo found the dog food, clicked on it to use it, and the game character was resurrected.

That is, in the underworld, the rules of life and death have given new changes to the dog-beating food. You don’t have to run the map again, you can be resurrected on the spot after death.

Otherwise, just running around the map would be enough to make him exhausted.

"You opened your eyes again, wielding the Dragon King's Daoist Soldier in your hand, and killed several Fire Ghost Children that rushed over. Then another flash of lightning passed by, and more than a dozen charred corpses instantly turned into charcoal ashes."

"You continue along the mountain road..."

"On the move..."

"You broke through the blockade of several monsters and advanced a certain distance."

"You have already walked most of the way. There are obviously fewer monsters around, but the temperature in the air is gradually becoming hotter."

"Ordinary monsters simply cannot withstand such high temperatures. If they stay there for a long time, their blood and muscle tissue will quickly dehydrate, dry up, and turn into ash."

"Even the Fire Ghost Child born from the meteorite skyfire would find it difficult to resist this terrifying high temperature."

"Moreover, you find that the water in your body is also rapidly being lost. Your skin loses its elasticity and luster, revealing your bright red tender flesh. When the wind blows, it feels like being cut by a knife or bitten by an insect, causing unbearable pain."

"You used the power of bringing back the dead tree to life."

"The power of life flows through your body, but before the old wounds are completely healed, new wounds appear on your skin."

"So, you can only endure the pain and keep moving forward. Suddenly, you miss a step, stumble, and almost fall on the hot rocks."

"Fortunately, you were agile and found your balance quickly, thus avoiding being roasted."

"But when you steadied yourself, you discovered a half-hidden cave not far ahead."

"There is a huge rock blocking the outside of the cave, and there is a faint sound of wind coming from inside. Do you want to go in?"

Ok?
There are also unexpected discoveries!!
Jiang Xinghuo raised his eyebrows, thinking that this could be a blessing in disguise. He hoped that there might be some good stuff in it that could comfort him for the terrible sins he had committed.

"You chose to enter the cave."

"You walk outside the cave, wield the Dragon King's Daoist Soldiers in your hand, and shake away the huge rock blocking the cave entrance. The rock will roll down, and the monsters along the way will either be crushed by the rock or fall off the cliff in an attempt to avoid the rock."

"You looked up at the dark cave entrance in front of you, then walked in. The cave was dark and the air was as hot and stuffy as a steamer."

"All the water in your body has drained away, and you have become a mummy..."

"You are dead."

Gan!
Jiang Xinghuo felt speechless. His grandmother died again, and he couldn't count how many times he had died.

"You used the dog food and you came back to life. Do you want to continue exploring?"

"Continuing exploration..."

"You groped your way into the cave until you reached the end of it. A corpse sitting cross-legged on a stone bed appeared before your eyes."

"Look carefully at the body. There is no damage on the surface of the body. The high temperature in the cave does not seem to have any effect on it."

"You have triggered the Tathagata's talent."

"You used your innate ability of Tathagatagarbha to observe the corpse, and soon discovered the secret hidden beneath the corpse's surface."

"You have discovered the remains of the Martial Lord."

"Martial Lord's Metamorphosis (special material). According to legend, the foundation of the Martial Lord's enlightenment is a mythical martial art called "Nine Deaths of the Cicada". One death and one metamorphosis, one body."

"No matter how badly you are injured, as long as you use this skill, you can be like a cicada shedding its skin and live another life."

"Nine is the number of the extreme, and three times three gives rise to all things. So theoretically, a martial master can have thousands of incarnations."

"You didn't expect to find a body left by the Martial Master in this cave!!"

Seeing the description information in the game text, Jiang Xinghuo was stunned for a moment, thinking that surprises really came one after another. He didn't expect to find the remains of the lord of war here again.

He remembered that when he was in Longmen, he found the remains of the Martial Master in the Martial Master's martial arts arena.

But he didn't dare to move at that time. He buried it back the way he dug it and even put a coffin inside.

He doesn't have that ability now. Even if he wants to bury the Lord Wu's body, it is difficult to find materials to make a coffin.

The only thing he could do was to seal the cave outside again when he left, so as to prevent the remains of the Martial Lord from falling into the hands of others.

Regardless of what he said, he had accepted the other party's favor and also obtained the structural drawings of the entire martial arts master's dojo.

So in a sense, Lord Wu can be considered as half-master of his own.

"Do you want to touch the remains of the Martial Lord?"

"You chose to search the corpse. You walked to the remains of the Martial Lord and carefully searched the body, but you didn't find anything."

"But you found that there seemed to be many messy marks carved on the stone bed under the martial master's robe."

"Do you want to move the body of the Martial Lord and see what is engraved on it?"

Jiang Xinghuo naturally would not refuse. He tapped the screen with his fingertips and the remains of the Martial Lord were moved away.

"You have moved the remains of the Martial Lord. Then, carefully observe the marks on the stone bed and find that it is actually the handwriting left by the Martial Lord." "It not only records in detail some of the cultivation methods of the Nine Deaths Cicada, but also records the hiding place of the origin of the volcanic hell."

The secret book of Nine Deaths Cicada?
The hiding place of the origin of the volcanic hell? ?
Jiang Xinghuo's heart began to pound. Both of these things were treasures that ordinary people could not obtain.

Let’s first talk about the Nine-Death Cicada’s secret book. That is the foundation for the Martial Lord to become a Taoist master. In other words, the Martial Lord can become a Taoist master by relying on this technique.

More importantly, the grade of this technique has reached the mythical level, which is the highest grade among all currently known ratings.

Although the game text also said that what the martial arts master left behind were partially incomplete, it was still enough to make people jealous.

Speaking of the origin of the volcanic hell, the reason why Jiang Xinghuo stayed here and died and lived again and again was to obtain the origin of the volcanic hell.

As long as he can get the origin of the Volcanic Hell, he can become the master of the Volcanic Hell.

Jiang Xinghuo felt lucky. If he hadn't discovered this cave, if he hadn't entered this cave, he would have been afraid that these things would have passed him by.

Maybe it will benefit later players, or the local monsters in Volcano Prison.

Jiang Xinghuo was thinking about these things when he saw a new text message pop up in the game.

"Do you want to learn the secret book of the Nine Deaths Cicada engraved on the stone bed?"

"Your Tathagatagarbha has already thoroughly understood this technique, and it will not have any adverse effects on you."

Seeing what the game text said, Jiang Xinghuo also put his mind at ease. After all, with such a huge temptation in front of him, it would be a pity if he couldn't practice due to any problems.

"You have learned the Nine Deaths Cicada Divine Art (incomplete)."

"Nine Deaths Cicada (Mythology·Remnant), a mythical-level secret skill passed down by the Martial Lord. One death and one shed, one shed, one body. It can quickly recover from injuries. When refined to a high level, it can form countless shed incarnations, carrying the spiritual consciousness of the practitioners to descend."

"Pay attention, but the Nine Deaths Cicada you are practicing is an incomplete technique, so it can only form seven remains at most."

Jiang Xinghuo took a look at the introduction of the game text and thought that this Nine Deaths Cicada was somewhat similar to the White Lotus Sutra of the Mother of No Birth.

However, the White Lotus Sutra is aimed at other people, turning practitioners into one's puppets.

The Nine-Death Cicada has differentiated into multiple remains to carry its own consciousness, which is equivalent to the method of incarnation in mythology and legends.

Of course, the most powerful thing about the Nine-Death Cicada is that it can protect its own life and body through its shedding, and can even revive itself from fatal injuries.

"You have mastered it, Nine Deaths Cicada."

As a prompt popped up in the game text, Jiang Xinghuo felt a sudden shock in his mind, and a large number of secret teachings poured into the depths of his mind.

At the same time, a mysterious force began to operate in his body. It did not circulate along the meridians, but instead traveled through the skin, muscles, and even deep in the blood, slowly improving his genetic chain and intercellular matrix.

"Is this the Nine Dead Cicada?"

Jiang Xinghuo closed his eyes slightly, carefully checked the information in his mind, and soon understood the secret of this technique.

However, understanding is one thing, and if you want to achieve something, you have to work hard to practice.

It's like you know that exercising is good for your body and you have grasped the essence of exercising, but if you just lie in bed with fried chicken and Coke every day, it's useless.

"You have begun to comprehend the secret of the Nine Death Cicada. A very special power is flowing through your body."

"And the dead skin on your body slowly falls off like a cicada's shell. It won't take long for the skin on your entire body to be replaced."

"In addition, you will find that the toughness of your skin membrane has also increased slightly, and your resistance to high temperatures has also increased slightly."

"Although I can still feel the scorching heat, the burning sensation on my skin has improved compared to before."

Afterwards, Jiang Xinghuo checked another piece of content left by the Lord of War.

"You read the remaining text left by the Martial Lord, and learned from it why the Martial Lord's remains were here."

"That happened many years ago. At that time, the Martial Lord had not yet become the Master of Dao. By chance, he learned about Dao signs in a relic of the old secular world. So he wanted to follow the example of his predecessors and occupy a piece of hell to set up his own Dao sign."

"However, just when he was about to succeed, he suddenly realized that faith in enlightenment was not his path. His path to enlightenment should be to teach and impart knowledge, so that martial arts can take root in the secular world."

"So, the Martial Lord gave up the Volcano Prison Origin that was about to be in his hands without hesitation, and instead opened up this cave, leaving behind a remains, some of the Nine Death Cicada's methods, and the whole story of the cause and effect."

"This is the gift he left for future generations. If someone can find the things in this cave and know how to build a signpost, then they can follow the clues he left and go to the top of the mountain to find the origin of the volcanic prison."

"He also left the Nine Deaths Cicada deliberately. On the one hand, he wanted to leave himself an anchor. In case the path he took failed, as long as someone practiced this technique, they would remember his name firmly. In this way, he would not get lost in the gap between life and death."

"On the other hand, the Nine Deaths Cicada's innate ability can resist the high temperature of the volcanic prison, which can greatly increase the success rate of climbing the mountain."

"You have learned the hiding place of the source of the Volcano Prison."

After reading the content of this game text, Jiang Xinghuo admired the Lord of War very much.

Not everyone has this kind of decisiveness.

If the situations were reversed, he and the Martial Lord would be swapped.

Jiang Xinghuo also didn't know whether he could abandon the origin of the Volcano Prison and find another path that was more suitable for him, but with an uncertain future.

"What are you going to do with the remains of the Martial Lord next?"

"This kind of forging material is hard to come by. If you go find the Taoist Master Shen Ji Bai Lian, or find the Medicine King wandering in the secular world, they can both maximize the value of this thing."

Jiang Xinghuo sucked his teeth and thought that eating and drinking other people's food and then grinding them to ashes in the end was a bit too much of a shame.

But it cannot be allowed to stay here any longer. What if one day the Martial Lord suddenly feels like visiting the underworld for a stroll, and his consciousness descends upon this remains, he will be the one in trouble in the end.

Jiang Xinghuo now regards the Volcano Prison as his own private property, and is also considering what may happen in the future.

Although the Lord of War might not necessarily make things difficult for him, it was still better to be careful in everything. As the old saying goes, it is better to be safe than sorry. Once something goes wrong, it will be too late.

Jiang Xinghuo pondered for a while, and made up his mind. Since he couldn't leave the remains of the Martial Lord in the Volcano Prison, he would move the remains to other hells.

As for which hell he will be moved to, it depends on which unlucky person is the first to cause trouble for him.

On the last day of this year, I wish you all peace and safety in the coming year, smooth sailing, and happiness and health for your family!
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