Super Strong Little Divine Farmer

Chapter 2132 - 2133: Northern Darkness Arcane Canon

Lin Chen nodded abruptly, feeling the wonders of the mysterious realm more as he delved deeper."The first four levels here are filled with cultivation techniques, while higher up are skills that you won't need for now. It's not too late to explore them once you've cultivated spiritual energy," Chen Lin said to Lin Chen as he led him around.

Lin Chen understood and nodded thoughtfully; every endeavor follows a gradual process, like learning to walk before running, something impossible by skipping steps.

Thus, Lin Chen wandered around slowly, observing these cultivation techniques.

"Though cultivation techniques vary in strength, solely pursuing their level while ignoring their compatibility with oneself is unwise. The crucial factor in choosing a cultivation technique is selecting one that suits you."

As Chen Lin was about to leave, he added one last remark, then turned around and said, "You should carefully choose one here."

Once he spoke, his silhouette vanished at the tower's entrance.

Sigh...

At this moment, Lin Chen breathed a sigh of relief, as he was truly not adept at interacting with people. As he roamed the tower's levels, possibly due to the scarcity of new disciples, the tower storing cultivation techniques was sparsely populated, with most people slowly ascending to higher levels.

However, this wasn't Lin Chen's concern. He wandered within the level of cultivation techniques, opening numerous scrolls holding cultivation techniques, frantically searching for one that suited him.

"Flame Heaven Art"

"Great Demon Scripture"

...

One cultivation technique name after another flashed before Lin Chen's eyes, causing his eyes to grow weary despite his good eyesight.

He rubbed his eyes, realizing he was still on the first level. Faced with these mountain-like cultivation techniques, he had only passed a corner of the vast expanse.

"When will I ever find it," Lin Chen sighed, sincerely appreciating the convenience of computers on Earth with just an index, avoiding such trouble.

He shook his head, realizing he was now in the mysterious realm and better not dwell too much on the past.

"Huh..."

Suddenly, at a corner, Lin Chen noticed something unusual.

On the bookshelf displaying cultivation techniques, each held a single manual. But at the bottom, two manuals were stacked together.

One was unremarkable, but the one beneath it especially drew attention.

It was excessively dirty, starkly contrasting the surrounding clean scrolls, covered in webs, with dead insects visible within.

Judging by its appearance, it hadn't been touched in years.

This peculiarity instead caught Lin Chen's attention; he picked up the scroll and dusted it off, then slowly opened it.

"Hmm?" Lin Chen browsed through the scroll, finding no text or images.

"Blank?"

Lin Chen was taken aback, flipping it back and forth without finding any text, making him feel puzzled. After a few moments, he sighed lightly, shaking his head, "Looks like I imagined too much."

He rolled the scroll back up, about to return it to its place when suddenly a cold light burst forth, shooting out from the scroll.

The beam came so quickly that even with Lin Chen's reflexes, he only sensed a hint of danger before it drilled into the center of his forehead.

"Ah!..."

Even with Lin Chen's composure, he couldn't help but let out a roar; the Tianyan Ancient Sword he was holding fell to the ground. He then clasped his head tightly as if something was darting around inside, leaving his head in severe pain.

This pain came swiftly but disappeared even faster. Yet the sensation was unmistakable, and once the pain subsided, he gasped heavily, drenched in sweat, which glued his clothes to his body.

Lin Chen sat down on the ground, feeling as though something had entered his mind, something he couldn't ascertain during that moment.

Then he slowly closed his eyes, and strangely, instead of darkness, it seemed he was in a peculiar realm.

Lin Chen abruptly opened his eyes, and the sight before him vanished again; only the multitude of scrolls in the pavilion lay before him.

"Strange."

Lin Chen felt perplexed, then took a long breath and closed his eyes again.

Once again, he saw a desolate landscape, with billowing yellow sand blurring the boundaries of heaven and earth.

In the murky yellow scene stood a figure proudly, with hands crossed behind and a slightly tilted head. The yellow sand seemed not to deter him but seemed to fear him, swirling around without daring to approach, forming a vacuum-like area around him.

"Unexpected, even after nearly a thousand years, someone remains to cultivate the physical body to such a level," the figure spoke slowly without turning.

It seemed he hadn't spoken in a long time, making each sentence take a considerable amount of time.

Lin Chen wanted to ask who this person was but realized he was seeing this with his eyes closed and unsure if the person could hear him, so he refrained from asking. But doubt lingered in his mind.

"I am merely a remnant consciousness, awaiting someone destined to impart a cultivation technique, seeking a successor."

As if aware of Lin Chen's thoughts, the figure talked gently, "Once the technique is passed on, I will vanish into it."

The figure spoke without any reluctance, instead appearing relieved as if he had been waiting for a long time.

"This technique is called Beiming Arcane Manual, my lifetime creation. To learn this technique requires immense determination; only then can you persist. Besides, the cultivation is perilous, resulting in very few disciples."

The figure spoke somberly but soon regained his spirit, proclaiming, "Anyone who persists becomes a remarkable figure in the mysterious realm! This shows it's not the difficulty of the technique but rather the mediocrity of many."

Even as a remnant consciousness, Lin Chen clearly heard the pride therein, making him wonder why this powerful figure had become a remnant consciousness, revealing in his tone that he had no disciples?

Could it be due to some major upheaval? Lin Chen subconsciously doubted in his heart.

This time, the consciousness didn't respond to Lin Chen's question but continued to introduce the "Beiming Arcane Manual." As the figure explained, Lin Chen became attentive.