Zuan felt a little ashamed of himself; at a time when life and death were at stake, he actually had the leisure to think about such nonsense.
He wasn't entirely sure if the "forgiveness hat" would work on the emperor, since the emperor was the strongest person in the world, and it would be troublesome if there were any means to avoid the effects of the "forgiveness hat."
Although he wasn't solely betting on the effectiveness of the "forgiveness hat," it would be safer if it worked.
While he was lost in thought, the emperor sat on the dragon throne with his eyes closed in deep contemplation. It was unclear whether the effect of the forgiveness hat was at work or whether he was perceiving the contents of the Phoenix Nirvana Sutra.
However, not long after, he slowly opened his eyes, his expression becoming extremely complicated. After a long while, he muttered to himself, "It's tasteless to eat, but a pity to throw away."
"Has Your Majesty grasped the meaning of immortality?" Zu An asked cautiously. The divine incantation he left in his hat was naturally not the real "Phoenix Nirvana Sutra," after all, he wouldn't be foolish enough to reveal his trump card completely.
Of course, the formula isn't entirely false; it's nine parts truth and one part false. But that one part false can completely destroy the nine parts truth.
I didn't read "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" in my previous life for nothing. The story of Huang Rong using a fake "Nine Yin Manual" to drive Ouyang Feng mad is already well-known.
The emperor's cultivation was too high; he could see through ordinary forgeries at a glance, so he dared not make too many changes.
Even so, this was not something he could modify; it was done by Mi Li. In this world, only her cultivation and knowledge could make it so seamless.
Speaking of which, when Mi Li heard that he was going to tell her the text of the Phoenix Nirvana Sutra, her expression was quite strange. I don't know what she was thinking at the time.
"How can there be such a despicable martial arts technique in the world, requiring one to be beaten to increase one's power?" The emperor frowned and looked at Zu'an. "You get beaten up often too?"
Zuan replied, "That's right. I've walked on the edge of life and death countless times, and my life has been hanging by a thread countless times. I've lost count of how many times I've been beaten."
The emperor said, "No wonder he developed such a despicable personality."
Zuan: "..."
Does MMP still know how to talk?
He really wanted to jump up and slap the other person across the face, but considering the difference in their cultivation levels, he figured he was more likely to be taught a lesson, so he gave up the idea and could only stare at the green hat on the other person's head, using a bit of Ah Q's self-deception.
The emperor muttered to himself, "I am the Son of Heaven. Who in the world dares to hit me, and who can hit me? That's fine, but the key is that to cultivate this skill, all other techniques must be abandoned and only this one must be practiced. What I lack most right now is time. Where is the time?"
Zu'an, feigning concern, said, "This skill is miraculous, and Your Majesty is exceptionally talented; perhaps you'll learn it even faster than others."
The emperor shook his head: "There's a limit to how fast you can go. It's too late. Moreover, the more you cultivate this technique, the more astronomical the amount of vital energy required becomes. Even I am horrified by it. If you really want to achieve immortality, I'm afraid you wouldn't even have enough time to start practicing from the womb. No wonder the Phoenix Nirvana Scripture has appeared in the world several times since ancient times, but I've never heard of anyone achieving true immortality. In the end, this is a technique that is destined to be impossible to master."
Given his status and position, how could he possibly discard his extraordinary cultivation and start from scratch at this juncture? Wouldn't those restless fellows simply rebel? What would he use to suppress them?
If they die and their country perishes, they probably won't even be able to achieve immortality in the sense of being remembered for eternity.
Having cultivated to the level of the world's number one cultivator, how could he not see through these complex relationships? Perhaps others might be blinded by the allure of immortality, but he certainly wouldn't be.
The emperor gave Zu'an a strange look: "Zhu Xie Chixin reported that there was a strange thing, that is, you clearly had the opportunity to escape along the way, but you did not escape. Instead, you were very cooperative all the way, as if you were in a hurry to come to the capital to die. He and I have been unable to understand the reason. Now it seems that you knew in advance that I could not cultivate this technique, so you were so calm."
"Your Majesty is wise." Zu An bowed, his attitude impeccably respectful.
This was indeed the source of his confidence in going to the capital. If the emperor were still in his prime, he would have run as far away as possible and would never have dared to risk going to the capital. But now that everyone knows the emperor doesn't have many years left to live, there is room for maneuver.
On the contrary, the function of the "forgiveness hat" is merely to add icing on the cake.
"Unfortunately, you've miscalculated one thing," the emperor sneered. "Although I don't know how to practice the Phoenix Nirvana Scripture, you're younger than me and still have a great chance. Do you think I would spare someone who has the potential to live?"
Zu An, however, remained calm: "Your Majesty, you just said that no one can truly master such a technique, so how could I possibly achieve immortality? If there were any hope of mastering it, I wouldn't dare to come to the capital."
In fact, he wasn't lying about this, because he had experienced it himself. The further he progressed in cultivating the "Phoenix Nirvana Scripture," the more difficult it became. Even with the keyboard warrior system assisting him, he still complained endlessly about how difficult it was to cultivate. Just the first few formations of the fifth rank required hundreds of millions of rage points for each formation.
Not to mention that the rage points required for each magic array in the later realms increase exponentially, making them simply impossible to achieve.
For ordinary people, cultivation is even slower.
Of course, he now has several other cultivation techniques of the same level to complement him, so if he really cultivates them, he might still have a chance, but others shouldn't even think about it.
The emperor's breath hitched. He realized he had lost his composure. He must have been excited about suddenly obtaining the method to immortality, but then immediately felt disappointed at realizing he couldn't achieve it. Even his iron will was shaken, and he became so confused that his words contradicted himself.
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