The mean cat curled his lips, squinted at Yang Zhen, and said, "There is no such thing as immortality. If what old man Qian said is true, the undead tribe would have been killed and the entire tribe's heritage buried."

At this point, Jianmao started to get excited again and said, "Boy, although the Undead are not really immortal, the techniques they practice are extremely suitable for you, more suitable for you than any other techniques!"

"What the hell?" Yang Zhen was stunned and asked in surprise: "How do you know that their skills are suitable for me, and more suitable for me than any other skills?"

The mean cat chuckled and said with a smug look on his face, "Your current Dragon Elephant Shocking Prison Body has not been upgraded for a long time, and if I am not wrong, it is now very difficult to upgrade the Dragon Elephant Shocking Prison Body. Even if you survive the tribulation every day and absorb the power of thunder, you will not be able to quickly upgrade your Dragon Elephant Shocking Prison Body."

Yang Zhen looked at the mean cat in amazement and asked, "How did you know?"

What Jianmao said is really true. The Dragon Elephant Shocking Prison Body is different from other martial arts. As long as the realm and talent of other martial arts are high enough, one can practice them smoothly until one has mastered them, or even achieved perfection.

Yang Zhen also has this talent. Once he looks at any martial arts, he can master it. There is nothing he cannot understand, unless this martial arts method really contains too many great principles of heaven and earth.

However, that kind of martial arts is generally at the imperial level, and Yang Zhen has not encountered it so far.

As for the Dragon Elephant Shocking Prison Body, the speed of cultivation is not determined by Yang Zhen's cultivation speed and the speed of absorbing true essence.

This is just like exercising. Even if you use the most effective exercise method in the world, you won't achieve anything if you don't eat all day.

It just so happens that what Yang Zhen's Dragon Elephant Shock Prison Body wants to "eat" is not true essence, but the purest energy between heaven and earth!

Yang Zhen was also very concerned about this. He couldn't just go looking for heavenly tribulations to overcome every day as Jianmao said.

Yang Zhen stared at the mean cat with a strange look on his face. Seeing that the mean cat was actually acting proud, he stopped talking and immediately slapped him, cursing: "Damn it, stop keeping us in suspense. Just tell me."

The mean cat dodged Yang Zhen's hand, and after a moment's silence, he said, "The cultivation method of the Undead is an extremely strange one. The inherited cultivation method of their race is not a conventional one that absorbs the true essence of heaven and earth to cultivate, but a way to forge the body!"

"What?" Yang Zhen was delighted and asked hurriedly, "The way to strengthen the body? Is this kind of practice very powerful?"

The mean cat nodded and said, "The Undead Clan's body-building method is the only powerful method in the previous era that can make the body holy by just relying on the method of body-building. Don't you think it's awesome?"

"Awesome, too awesome!" Yang Zhen was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth. He rubbed his hands and looked at the mean cat and said, "You know so much, could it be that you have remembered how to practice this technique?"

Hearing Yang Zhen's words, everyone present was shocked and looked at the cheap cat in confusion.

A race's inherited skills, or an extremely rare way to forge the body, the mean cat actually knew it? If the mean cat really knew this way to forge the body, then the mean cat's origins were a bit terrifying.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the mean cat laughed strangely and said smugly, "Boy, you've asked the right person. I... don't know!"

"Get out!" Yang Zhen threw the mean cat into the sealed-off area and spat at it.

Everyone's eyes twitched wildly, still wondering how Jianmao and Yang Zhen could talk so seriously for such a long time, but they suddenly felt relieved.

It's unprecedented that only one out of ten words spoken by these two bastards, Yang Zhen and Jianmao, is listenable.

However, although everyone was speechless, they were still shocked by what the mean cat said.

The racial heritage of the Undead is actually a method of body-building that can sanctify the body. This... is a bit scary.

The mean cat was thrown far away by Yang Zhen. It was so scared that it screamed and quickly ran back, looking in the direction of the sealed land with a look of doubt and surprise.

The two mountains stood there intact, but nothing changed after the cheap cat was thrown in by Yang Zhen. This shows that not only is it impossible to get out of this sealed place, it is even impossible to get in.

"Damn it, kid, do you want to kill me? If I die, you can forget about getting this technique."

Yang Zhen sneered and said to the mean cat: "How about we make a bet?"

Yang Zhen stared at the mean cat and said, "I bet that if you don't say anything, this slutty saint can also obtain this body-building method."

"Okay!" The mean cat slapped his thigh and said with wide eyes, "What if you can't get it?"

"If you can't get it, just pick any one of my storage rings!" Yang Zhen looked at the bitch cat with a half-smile.

Hearing Yang Zhen's words, the mean cat almost drooled, and nodded hurriedly and said, "This is good, this is good, wait, if you get it, what do you want?"

"Don't worry, I have more than enough storage rings. I am not interested in your small stock."

The mean cat looked at Yang Zhen with a strange expression and muttered, "Damn it, why do I feel like I've been cheated?"

Yang Zhen blinked and said, "It's not too late to regret now!"

"Bah!" The mean cat pinched his waist and said, "I don't know what regret is. Tell me, if you can get the method of body forging, what do you want?"

"Tell me where is the treasure you buried in Beiyu?" Yang Zhen said playfully.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

The mean cat was confused, staring with his eyes wide open, and said in doubt: "Fuck, how did you know?"

Yang Zhen naturally wouldn't tell Bitch Cat that this was something the bastard accidentally let slip. He looked at Bitch Cat with a half-smile and said, "I can calculate with my fingers. Is there anything in this world that I can't calculate?"

Everyone was speechless after hearing this, but they were also shocked in their hearts, and they all looked at the cheap cat in doubt.

No one expected that the bastard Jianmao actually buried a treasure in Beiyu.

With the insatiable character of the mean cat, the treasure it buried must be full of good things.

"No bet, no bet no matter what. I hate betting the most!" The mean cat shook his head like a rattle.

"Two storage rings?"

"Don't gamble, kid. You have to be down-to-earth. A gentleman loves money but earns it in a proper way. That's what you said yourself."

"Three storage rings, no more. If you give me more, I won't bet with you."

"Okay!" The mean cat slapped his thigh, laughed strangely, and said, "Let's bet!"

Seeing that the two had just made a bet, everyone was confused. Even Elder Qian looked at Yang Zhen with a wry smile and said, "Young friend Yang, think twice. Not to mention that it's hard to get out of the Sealed Land once you enter it, there's a powerful beast in the Spiritualization Stage inside. We can't just explore the Sealed Land again. Besides, the Black Pool is full of dangers. That strange aura has killed many people. You...I advise you to forget it."

The Saintess of Qianling also came to Yang Zhen, and said as quickly as ink and water: "Yang Zhen, don't be reckless."

Ji Yourong looked at Yang Zhen with curiosity. Given the relationship between her and Yang Zhen, they naturally wouldn't be too intimate with each other. However, it was obvious that she was also very curious about what Yang Zhen would do.

Lu Tianwei sneered and muttered to himself: "Even Master Qian, a peak Mahayana expert, could not withstand the attack of the black puppet, let alone enter the black pool. If you, Yang Zhen, want to enter the black pool, you are simply courting death!"

Looking at the expressions on everyone's faces, Yang Zhen suddenly laughed.

"Kid, what's with that expression on your face?" The mean cat suddenly had a bad feeling.

(End of this chapter)