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A tinge of sadness appeared in Zhang Ruochin's eyes.

The old monk comforted him with a saying: “Life and death are predetermined by fate, so why insist on forcing it”

Zhang Ruochin smiled: "Junior understands this truth, but when I came to the underworld, I heard about the legend of the elixir that could bring the dead back to life. Therefore, some unrealistic hopes arose."

“Actually, if you were truly able to find the legendary elixir of resurrection, then even those whose souls had scattered could have a chance to come back to life.” The old monk sat down, gesturing for Zhang Ruochen to do the same, and then slowly said, “First, you need to understand that humans possess three souls: the Heavenly Soul, the Earth Soul, and the Human Soul. What is called 'soul scattering' refers specifically to the Human Soul being shattered and dispersing into nothingness. It has little to do with the Heavenly Soul and the Earth Soul.”

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Zhang Ruochin heard this for the first time, that a person's soul is divided into three parts. He felt quite novel and asked, "Why wouldn't the Heaven Soul and Earth Soul be shattered"

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"It's not that it won't break, but rather that it becomes more solid and less likely to shatter."

For example, Earth Spirits.

"The so-called Earth Soul is equivalent to a person's shadow."

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As long as a person's body exists, the Earth Soul will always exist. After a person dies, they are buried in the soil. When their flesh merges with the earth and transforms into white bones, soil, and dust, the Earth Soul also merges with the earth. Afterward, through the growth of all things, it returns to the human body again, and thus, new life is born.

Therefore, even if a person's soul is scattered, as long as their spirit core hasn't been extinguished, they can still be reborn and aren't truly gone.

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Zhang Ruochin said, "Is that really so"

The old monk smiled and said, "Not necessarily. Everyone's understanding of life is completely different. Some ancient sages also claimed that the earth souls would not dissipate or merge with the earth, but entered what is called the underworld."

There is another case where the deceased dies at a special time or in a special place, and the earth soul can detach itself from the body and transform into a fierce and malevolent ghost.

Zhang Ruochin said, "So to speak, a Di Hun is a ghost"

"You can understand it that way," the old monk said.

Zhang Ruchen pondered for a moment and said, "I understand! The reason why the Underworld can give birth to so many ghosts is because it's a special world. Bodies that float up from the River of Corpses enter the Underworld, and Earth Spirits will detach themselves from the bodies, transforming into ghosts. In the Kunlun Realm, places similar to the Underworld are quite rare, so after people die, they rarely become ghosts."

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"Indeed it is so."

The old monk added, "Perhaps whoever can see through the secrets of the underworld could achieve immortality."

Zhang Ruochen asked, "Then what is Tianhun"

"Heaven Soul and Earth Soul are not within a person's body. The Earth Soul is the shadow under one's feet, while the Heaven Soul is part of the Heavenly Dao, more ethereal and illusory than the Earth Soul. Ordinary people cannot perceive the existence of the Heaven Soul at all." "Only ancient cultivators knew how to communicate with the Heaven Soul, even cultivating it. They called the Heaven Soul the Yuan Shen. By cultivating the Heaven Soul, they could achieve immortality."

However, the ancient cultivation secrets have long been lost, and now no one can communicate with the celestial soul. All the cultivators in Kunlun Realm, cultivating their martial souls and sacred souls, are actually only cultivating their human souls.

Zhang Ruochin's heart moved, and he said, "Can the elixir of resurrection help the dead communicate with their heavenly souls and come back to life"

The old monk nodded and said, "Theoretically, that's true."

Zhang Ruochin thought of Xuánjī Sword Saint. Although Xuánjī Sword Saint's soul had been shattered, his Earth Soul and Heaven Soul were not destroyed.

Others perhaps don't know how to communicate with heavenly souls, but the divine wood can certainly do so.

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Because the Heavenly Divine Wood originated from the Kunlun Realm at its very beginning and has grown until the medieval period, it has experienced every era and may even know the cultivation methods of ancient Qi cultivators. Each year ring on its trunk is a volume of historical records, containing the most abundant knowledge.

As the Godwood is injecting its life force into Jian Sheng's body, there is a chance it could help him communicate with his Heavenly Soul and revive.

Now, all that's needed is a spark, a catalyst.

At that moment, the slumbering spirit woodling, Xi, let out a soft sigh and slowly awakened.

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Zhang Ruochin's gaze fell upon her. Her eyes were fixed on Zhang Ruochin as well, and both of them smiled faintly.

He has always been by my side, yet it feels like a long time since I last saw him.

Whether they are siblings or lovers, being able to come together is a difficult thing. You must cherish it.

The old monk's gaze shifted to Zhang Ruichen, and he asked, "Shouldn't you be cultivating the Five Elements Chaotic Body Have you reached the level of the Four Spirits Treasure Body"

"Yes," Zhang Ruochin said.

The old monk pondered for a moment and said, "Since you have met this poor monk, and this poor monk owes you a huge favor, then this poor monk will lend you a helping hand. Of course, whether it can succeed or not depends on yourself. If you can cultivate the Five Elements Chaotic Body, it would be a great fortune."

Zhang Ruichen has already cultivated into Shui Ling Baoti, Mu Ling Baoti, Tu Ling Baoti, and Huo Ling Baoti. Now, he only needs to refine the Golden Divine Herb to cultivate into Jin Ling Baoti, then the Five Elements Chaotic Body can be perfected.

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Cultivating the Four Spirits Divine Physique was already incredibly difficult. Relying on Zhang Ruochin's own strength, it would be impossible to successfully cultivate the Five Elements Chaotic Physique in the Fish Dragon Realm.

However, that old monk was a formidable expert. With his help, Zhang Ruochin could certainly give it a shot.

To cultivate into the Five Elements Chaotic Body, one must endure pain that ordinary people cannot withstand, a test of willpower, and even a level exceeding the test on your physical body.

The old monk's arms rose, and hundreds of golden flames flew from his palms, enveloping Zhang Ruochin's body, causing him to slowly float up.

Then, the old monk struck out with a palm strike, hitting Zhang Ruochin's chest. Zhang Ruochin was sent flying backward, his bones seeming to be dislocated and his internal organs as if about to shatter.

"Bang bang."

The old monk continued his attack, his palms striking Zhang Ruochin relentlessly. Each blow landed on a different part of his body.

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When he struck out with his palm, a golden flame emerged, merging into Zhang Ruochin's body. Each golden flame was a small tuft of burning gold divine ginseng powder.

Zhang Ruochen unleashed hundreds of palm strikes in a row. He felt numbness and excruciating pain throughout his body. His flesh was tattered and riddled with cracks, as if it would shatter at the slightest touch.

The old monk, however, had no intention of letting him go. Instead, he threw him into the magma ocean, immersing his body in the scalding lava.

The golden magma even poured into the cracks in Zhang Ruochin's body, burning his flesh and making a sizzling sound.

Even with Zhang Ruochin's willpower, a low growl escaped his mouth, as if he felt like he was worse off than dead.

Mù Língxī stood by the shore, biting her lip tightly, feeling very sorry. She looked at the old monk and said, "Senior…"

The old monk shook his head and said, "Only through suffering can one become a superior person. He is destined to become a great saint, so he must make more effort and endure greater pain. Besides, the magma contains remnants of divine power, which will have infinite benefits for his body. As long as his willpower is strong enough, he will surely be able to persevere."

Five days later, Zhang Ruochen's physical body recovered. Even soaking in magma didn't cause him as much pain anymore.

But, the old monk fished him out and forcefully poured the golden ginseng powder into his body.

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