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Chapter 2833 Body Memory Learning Method

The three Sovereigns of the Nine Hells wandered through the space of the Heavenly Prison, studying the structure of the Heavenly Small Black Room.

“I may have a slight clue,” Father Goudan spoke up.

With a gentle stroke of his dragon beard, a complete manuscript titled “Forgotten Divine Art” appeared, filling in the missing information from Song Shuhang’s ‘Opening of the Divine Art’ projection. However, Father Goudan’s completed “Forgotten Divine Art” was written in ancient language—the original text he obtained.

The Sovereigns of the Nine Hells and the Heavenly Path originate from the same source. In some aspects of thinking, their differences won’t be too great. Especially in the way of deducing techniques, there are always clues to be found.

When Father Goudan created the ‘Heavenly Small Black Room’, he referred to the Divine Art series of Fish Neck Scholar. Therefore, under the circumstances where Sovereign of the Nine Hells Father Goudan had techniques, and the Small Black Room template were available, he could deduce things in his own way… Soon he found some clues.

Father Goudan glanced triumphantly at the three Sovereigns—the game was his again! He found the information data between the ‘Heavenly Prison World’ and Divine Art even faster than the three-eyegold Sovereign.

The three-eyed youth looked at Father Goudan, who suddenly had a smug expression and was puzzled—why did this guy suddenly have a ‘I won’ expression? As if he had successfully rubbed it against the ground?

Could this guy be planning to use the ‘Heavenly Prison Space’ to plot against me?

The senior three-eyed youth couldn’t help but secretly vigilant.

“I have to admit, Father Goudan, you found the information so quickly.” Song Shuhang said without changing his color, sending a wave of ‘blow-up’.

After blowing, he asked Father Goudan for advice, “So what is the connection between this Heavenly Small Black Room world and the Fish Neck Scholar’s series of techniques?”

“Haha, let me calculate for you, watch it!” Father Goudan said.

In the next moment, he used his dragon beard as a pen and spiritual force as ink to continuously write in the void.

Father Goudan wrote in ancient language that Song Shuhang could not understand at all—after all, the original text of “Forgotten Divine Art” was written in ancient language.

Song Shuhang felt confused.

But this is just the beginning!

Father Goudan’s dragon beard was flying like a pen. In addition to ancient language characters, there were also strings of ‘formulas’ similar to runes, which he wrote and engraved in the void.

Among these ‘formulas,’ each one contained the principles of Dao. If the cultivator’s strength was insufficient, just seeing these formulas would cause mental shock, coma, and vomiting.

Song Shuhang felt dazzled, not because of ‘insufficient realm’—although he was currently at the eighth rank, in fact, his 15 + 1 share of the original gods was far superior to ordinary ninth-ranked fairy. The rune characters and symbols contained in these formulas made him feel dazzling.

Although he couldn’t understand it, he still felt very powerful.

[Even if I can understand ‘ancient languages’, I may not be able to understand these ‘ormulas?’ Song Shuhang was self-aware.

Unless he went to the Nine Hells world and, under the blessing of the Nine Hells Sovereign, he might understand one or two.

Father Goudan continued to write.

Soon, the void in front of Song Shuhang and the senior three-eyed boy was filled with runes and formulas written by Father Goudan.

It was a full screen of complex formulas and deductions.

This move, even if released, could be turned into a ‘spiritual attack spell’, its name—desperation of the poor students!

In contrast to Song Shuhang’s confusion, the three-eyed young senior beside him.

At this point, the three-eyed young senior’s three eyes widened, quickly scanning Father Goudan’s written formulas and deduction processes.

Even Song Shuhang noticed that the three-eyed senior’s three eyes could simultaneously view three different perspectives, and analyze Father Goudan’s deduction process with one mind.

Song Shuhang, who also had three eyes, couldn’t do this. He could gather his eyes into a chicken fight, but he couldn’t distribute his eyeballs like left, right, and top.

This skill is really enviable.

Of course, what he envied more was the ability of the three-eyed young senior to easily understand Father Goudan’s formula deduction.

This ability cannot be learned in a short time.

This is a communication between top students, and people who are not strong enough have no qualifications to participate in this knowledge battle.

Song Shuhang secretly used the ‘original text, language rules’ in his body, and then vaguely understood the meaning of ancient characters—but he still couldn’t understand what the characters were supposed to express.

“I think I need thousands of years to participate in this battle of top students,” Song Shuhang calmly said.

His mentality is very calm, after all… youth is capital.

He still has plenty of time to learn.

When he proves eternal life in the future, he will have countless time to swim in the endless ocean of knowledge. He can even swim in various postures, breaststroke, butterfly, backstroke, freestyle, and dog-paddling, whatever he wants!

Opposite.

Father Goudan finally stopped writing deductions after covering an area the size of a runway playground.

“How about it, do you surrender?” Father Goudan turned around and looked at the three-eyed Sovereign.

“Very good.” The three-eyed young senior gave Father Goudan a thumbs-up. “After I figure out the principles… ”

“After figuring out the principles, you can’t create the ‘Heavenly Prison Space’ like I can. There are the permissions of Heavenly Path and Daoist instruments involved… You can’t gain the freedom to enter and exit the ‘Heavenly Prison Space’ because you are a ‘Heavenly Prison Space’ black household. At most, you can study the skills to erase your own existence imprint.” Father Goudan laughed.

“Do you have to be so childish?” The three-eyed young senior said with a headache. “There is a head to be wronged and a master to be owed. You want to fight the Heavenly Path, and what does it have to do with our Nine Hells Three Eyes? Why do you always fight me?”

Upon hearing this, Father Goudan fell into thought and nodded in agreement after a moment: “You say that, there is some truth.”

The two Sovereigns of the Nine Hells looked at each other, seemingly about to shake hands and make peace.

“But if I encounter bad luck, would you be happy?” Father Goudan suddenly asked.

“How could it be? I am not that kind of person who takes pleasure in other people’s misfortunes!” The three-eyed young senior said—but behind him, an illusionary meteorological map appeared at some point.

The weather in the image was as sunny and beautiful as the mood of the three-eyed young senior.

Father Goudan chuckled, “So am I.”

“You see, when I encounter bad luck, you will be happy… so will I.”

Although I’m going to fight the Heavenly Path, but when I see Nine Hells Three Eyes unlucky, I will be very happy.

The reason is so simple and pure.

“Father Goudan, if I master the deduction formulas you wrote + the core world in my hands, can I evolve the core world to create the effect of ‘Heavenly Prison’?” Song Shuhang suddenly had a bright idea and asked.

“Can!” Father Goudan affirmed.

“Can I still learn now? If so, it would be better to help me simplify these theories.” Song Shuhang said, remembering Senior Bai’s ‘Bai’s Simplified Learning Method for Rune’.

“No need to simplify, I have a better learning plan.” Father Goudan said, showing a kind smile.

A dragon’s face showed a kind father’s smile, which was very difficult and required cooperation from the love that surged from within.

Song Shuhang was confused.

“We can use the body learning method… use the body to remember these contents.” Father Goudan said, “Now, your true body should be practicing that Divine Art. We will try to make your true body cultivate that technique to the eighth or ninth grade! Let the Heavenly Tribulation ignore your insignificance.”