A strange look crossed Tang Changsheng's face. "I believe I've felt it now, Senior. You truly do possess extraordinary abilities!"
Divine consciousness formed the Yin Spirit—or rather, it was Primordial Spirit and Dharma Power itself. A thought stirred, and a spell took shape.
From that wisp of divine consciousness alone, Tang Changsheng could tell just how powerful Youxu True Person was.
Though both had reached the Yin Spirit Realm, Tang Changsheng's Yin Spirit was like wood, while Youxu True Person's was steel. Steel already beginning to rust, perhaps...
"No wonder you said you could remain in the world for a thousand years, Senior. You weren't exaggerating..."
Tang Changsheng sighed inwardly. Even if steel could endure a thousand years, it would still corrode. And from the Tang dynasty to the present, more than a thousand years had passed!
"Heh, that technique is nothing special. If you'd like to learn it, fellow Daoist, I'll copy it out for you later!" Youxu True Person said generously.
Tang Changsheng was delighted. There was no need to say how useful such Dao Arts would be to him.
Having reached the Yin Spirit Realm, his next step was to strengthen his Yin Spirit and survive the Wind-Fire Tribulation. Only then would he have a chance to break open the eighth Secret Aperture, see through life and death, and attain freedom.
Only then would he be free of the natural limit of one hundred and eighty years.
For now, Tang Changsheng's Yin Spirit was still weak. The formidable Magical Artifacts he carried were the main reason he could roam so boldly.
Naturally, he was keenly interested in the method Youxu True Person had mentioned.
But as the saying went, when someone humbled himself before another, he must have something to ask!
Youxu True Person hadn't sought him