Chapter 239: Luo Han Golden Body Method

The so-called "not bad."

It was that Shen Yi discovered he truly thought this way, with not a single false word.

"This is the part I do not understand."

Brother Zhu withdrew his gaze, squatted back onto the skeleton rack again, and silently watched Shen Yi: "You actually truly understood."

Just now, he had sent out a wisp of white mist.

Shen Yi was actually listening carefully to the stray thoughts within it; although his brows furrowed slightly, he still listened from beginning to end.

The same white mist, in Master Zhu Jue's ears, sounded like meaningless chirping and chattering.

"..."

Those with good talent lack the right state of mind; those who walk the path steadily usually lack talent, and their lifespan is in dire straits.

It sounds like a headache, like an unbreakable knot.

No wonder the Great Qian Dynasty has had only thirteen Soul Transformation cultivators from ancient times to the present.

Shen Yi placed the jade slip of the Lion Camel Method back on the rack.

To avoid drawing attention, he still held the remaining jade slip in his hand.

The pavilion interior was somewhat cramped, but also very quiet.

He chose another corner and sat down.

His own situation being described as "not bad" was actually only slightly better than this skeleton brother's; after all, he had only crossed over less than a year ago, had seen much suffering, but as for how deep his understanding was...

Compared to those Zhen Mo Si constables who fought their way up step by step from the bottom, he was still far behind.

But his advantage lay in time; as long as the path wasn't blocked, he could always walk it.

Shen Yi looked at the panel.

【Remaining Demon Lifespan: 74,803 years】

This brother had at most only two or three thousand years of lifespan; he had more than twenty times that amount of time.

With the cultivation method in hand, resources were not lacking.

If he still couldn't breakthrough in this situation, he might as well find a block of tofu and smash his head against it.

But before that.

"Skeleton brother, what does the first sentence of the Luo Han Golden Body Method mean?"

Shen Yi's demon lifespan was indeed abundant, but there was no need to waste it; with a ready-made lecturer right in front of him, he naturally had to make use of it.

"..."

Brother Zhu fell silent for a moment, confirming that this junior brother was not joking with him.

He stood up, dragged a box of copies from the corner, and took them out one by one, blowing off the dust.

Every single one bore repeated inscriptions; the handwriting ranged from neat to sloppy, and towards the end it looked even like ghostly scribbles.

Just for the Luo Han Golden Body Method, he didn't know how many times he had copied it; if he hadn't burned them once a box was full, they might have piled up to fill the Wumiao.

He picked out one with the clearest handwriting.

He sat beside Shen Yi and began to explain it to him word by word in a soft voice.

Shen Yi's comprehension was average, but under the support of his divine sense, his memory was incredibly powerful.

He did not try to understand, only rote memorization.

The rest he left to the version of himself in the deduction.

"Haven't they come out yet?"

Several Yin Spirits floated around inside the martial arsenal.

Occasionally, they cast their gaze toward the corner pavilion.

That Deputy Inspector surnamed Shen had already been inside for two or three days, and Brother Zhu had also been staying inside the whole time.

"What does this mean?"

The few whispered among themselves; actually, the answer was easy to guess.

It was just that they couldn't believe it.

Inside that small pavilion, besides practicing the Golden Body Method, what else could they be doing?

But—

The minimum threshold for practicing the Golden Body Method is a Wu Xian of the Upper Realm.

Shen Yi seemed to have joined the Wumiao only a month ago, and of that, more than twenty days were spent on inspection in Songzhou.

Where did he get the time to swallow and consume the incense and vows?

"Let me tell you something..."

The Yin Spirit who looked relatively younger suddenly lowered his voice again: "The reason Zhu Shixiong Wu values Shen Yi so much is because he can instantly swallow the Golden Body aura; this physique is too suitable for practicing Yin Spirits."

Skipping directly over the most time-consuming absorption process.

What remained was using incense and vows to condense cloud patterns; this matter purely depends on talent, and a sudden realization could happen at any moment.

"Tsk, this path he's taking is even smoother than Brother Zhu's back then."

The other Yin Spirits shook their heads, not knowing whether they were praising or implying something else.

At the same time.

Inside the small pavilion, Brother Zhu had already finished explaining the entire Golden Body Method; he looked over with some confusion: "Junior brother, why are you silent? Have you understood it all?"

"I am used to writing it down first and pondering it alone."

Shen Yi cupped his hands to thank the other: "If I have any questions, I will come again to ask Brother for guidance."

If he were to research it himself, by the time he understood this Golden Body Method, he would waste at least dozens or even hundreds of years of demon lifespan... possibly even more.

He is willing to generously share the wisdom accumulated over thousands of years.

Brother Skull may look dull, but he is truly extraordinarily generous.

"Good."

Master Zhu nodded, picked up the skeletal frame, and placed it beside Shen Yi, then bent its bony arms back slightly to ensure they wouldn't disturb the other, before sitting down.

No longer speaking of the Golden Body Art, he fell back into that contemplative state.

Shen Yi closed his eyes and gripped the Jin Langyu talisman in one hand.

He had originally thought the remaining thin threads of devotional energy were negligible, but after the prior digestion, his perception had changed.

If he could digest all of this, he might finally be considered to have entered the Golden Body Art.

He channeled the demonic lifespan into the Luo Han Golden Body manifestation.

【Year One: You perused this Soul Transformation scripture, grasping what transcendence meant—flesh and blood will wither, but the Golden Body never perishes. You have gained some insight into this art; now you must slowly digest it.】

The experiences left by predecessors are invaluable.

Especially in situations of arduous cultivation with no progress, one longs to dissect every character into its every stroke.

At this moment, this brother's thousand years of painstaking effort were gifted to Shen Yi.

Whenever his deductions encountered obstacles,

he would pause and ask the brother beside him.

The situation was somewhat similar to Jiang Qiulan's before, but compared to that woman, this Brother Skull had clearly spent far more time and explained in far greater detail.

So much so that Shen Yi was nearly able to understand.

【Year Three Hundred Seventy-Seven: You fully comprehended the entire scripture and began your initial attempts at entry. You channeled a wisp of devotional energy, savoring it carefully.】

To condense the formless devotional energy into a tangible Golden Body.

This process resembled the method Lord Chimu had used at the time.

But in truth, there were significant differences.

For the Demon King condensed armor and weapons, but the Golden Body Art must forge… the body one will use in the future.

When it exists as an external object, one need not consider what it contains.

Yet a body saturated with chaotic emotions—what Yin Spirit would dare inhabit it? It would inevitably breed countless inner demons, leading to qi deviation.

【Year One Thousand Eight Hundred: You have digested much devotional energy; your mind is in extreme chaos. Your expression alternates between grotesque and serene…】

Shen Yi was pretending to meditate with closed eyes.

Suddenly, his entire body convulsed as emotions far denser than before forcibly flooded his mind.

He snapped open his eyes; red mist rose within his pupils.

The intent to kill and slaughter grew thick enough to nearly solidify.

Shen Yi turned his head toward the skeletal frame beside him: "..."

(End of Chapter)