Nine levels of human disaster

The sky was gloomy and gloomy, Yi Yan and Zhang Caiwei walked around Guiping City.

It was already drizzling at some point, but Zhang Caiwei did not open the demon-slaying parachute, nor sat on the blue donkey, but walked side by side with Yi Yan.

"It seems that I want to give you some advice again." Zhang Caiwei said with a shaking head.

If someone else said this, Yi Yan might feel that the other party was showing off, but Zhang Caiwei said it, Yi Yan felt an indescribable sense of ease in his heart.

She tied her bun and exposed her white neck. The drizzle hit her body, covering her with a layer of white mist.

Zhang Caiwei said: "Do you know how the strength and realm of practitioners in the world are divided now?"

Yi Yan said: "I know a little about this. Looking for spirits, eating evil, condensing the gang, and mysterious feelings. I don't know the ones behind me."

Zhang Caiwei shook her finger and said, "This is a division of some levels of practice, but not a level of strength. Moreover, you have even the soul and have obtained magic from heaven and earth. This should have reached the realm of mysterious feelings, but you have not eaten evil spirits, nor have you sought spirits. Do you think you are better than those who only eat evil spirits?"

Yi Yan also had doubts in his heart, wondering whether a person with a high level of practice must be better than a person with a lower level. Because he has always used himself to substitute him, always thinking about which level he belongs to, and finally found that he is not at all levels, but he has spiritual power and magic, and can kill many practitioners.

So he had a sense in his mind that if the mere strength of a practitioner's simple fighting theory depends on how many magic he learned and how powerful spiritual power he had, but this still cannot relieve his doubts.

Zhang Caiwei continued: "What you are talking about is just the division of the levels of practice, and it is relatively broad. Some people eat evil spirits first and then look for spirits. Some are born with keen spiritual consciousness. As long as they practice a little, they can enter into tranquility and can sense the existence of magic in nothingness. This is only available in the realm of mysterious feelings. But in terms of strength, they are just practitioners who have not received any kalpas."

Yi Yan was about to ask, but Zhang Caiwei seemed to have known that she had been talking for a long time, but a finger had already stretched out and stood up in front of Yi Yan. She shook her fingers, not looking at Yi Yan.

"Seeking spirits, eating evil, condensing the gang, Xuangan, Nine Palaces, Niwan, Divine Room, Creating Pills, Transforming Infants, Hundred Dao, and the levels behind are only realms that only exist in Taoist sects. How can they become the standard for the division of strength among practitioners in the world? What's more, these are just a very broad statement, not a clear level, not a level to be reached. Note that practice is not going up the stairs."

"A person who can achieve the realm I mentioned above must be a great monk. For example, the familiar Governor Lin Zexu, who has made a golden elixir, but he does not eat evil or refines the sages. He cultivates the official path of the world's sages in the way of the sages on earth. His magic power comes from articles he has read since childhood, the title of officials and powers in the Qing Dynasty, and his own actions."

"So, we cannot judge his strength based on the levels of practice just mentioned."

"How do you divide the levels of strength?"

Zhang Caiwei looked at Yi Yan with some dissatisfaction, and she said, "Some people say that there are thirty-three levels of heaven and earth, so there are thirty-three levels of heavenly tribulation. Every time I pass through the heavenly tribulation, it is a sublimation, whether in terms of consciousness or physical spiritual power. Therefore, the heavenly tribulation I have experienced is more or less a standard for measuring the strength of a cultivator."

Yi Yan was stunned, but Zhang Caiwei said: "However, the standards have always been used to measure ordinary practitioners. In terms of abandoning magic weapons, magic, spiritual power, etc., the second-tribulation cultivator is definitely stronger than the first-tribulation cultivator."

"That is, it's not absolutely true. Just like we people, when we were young, people who were one year younger could not beat people who were one year older, but there were exceptions, right?" Yi Yan said.

"That's right, that's the reason. When I was a year older, I grew up one year more, and my strength was much bigger in all directions. Of course, I could win, but when I became an adult, I would find that people who could not win before could win now, and people of the same age also had strength."

"That is, the results of growth in every tribulation are different. We must strive to achieve the best every time we grow. In this way, when we reach a certain point, we will surpass others and be stronger than cultivators who have experienced more tribulations." Yi Yan said quickly.

Zhang Caiwei nodded with her hands behind her back and nodded seriously, but her face looked sweet and white. Her serious look made Yi Yan feel the urge to laugh and destroy her expression.

No matter how much I think about it, I will never take any action.

"Then why are we here now for the purpose of Jie Guiping's life?" Yi Yan asked, "Do you want me to overcome the disaster?"

"Of course." Zhang Caiwei said.

Yi Yan said: "But how can I get through it? Is it a thunder catastrophe or something?"

"You can't get over it, but after you have engraved the Heavenly Lie of worshiping God's Cult, you can do it. Don't you feel that it comes from the suppression of heaven and earth? This is the will of the Qing Dynasty, and it can also be said to be the hostility of the Qing Dynasty, which is the hostility of all the possible destruction of its own existence. We call it the human disaster, and there are nine levels in total. As long as you pass all these nine levels, the Qing Dynasty will no longer be able to restrain you." Zhang Caiwei said.

"Wait a minute, do you talk about this Qing Dynasty? What is the Qing Dynasty? I remember you once said that wherever the Taoist thoughts come from is the heaven and earth, and the heaven and earth outside the heaven and earth are often difficult to use magic."

Zhang Caiwei shook Yu Ruyi and pointed to Guiping City and said, "Look, where does Guiping City belong?"

"It belongs to Yunnan and the Qing Dynasty." Yi Yan said.

"Who does the entire Qing Dynasty belong to?" Zhang Caiwei asked.

Yi Yan thought for a moment and said, "It belongs to the Qing Dynasty, or to the Aisin Jueluo family." He could not see any special expression on Zhang Caiwei's face. Zhang Caiwei continued, "Let me give another example. If Guiping's people want to leave here, they must first obtain the official road invoice certificate."

Yi Yan nodded. He also had the certificate of invoice, but Wang Su helped him do it.

"This is the normal way. If you do not have a certificate and make a mistake again, you have to go through it. This is to pass the tribulation. You escape again and again, escape overseas, and escape to a place that the Qing Dynasty cannot control, then you are leaving the Qing Dynasty's control, where you can live freely, and no one will catch you. This is equivalent to saying that you have survived the tribulation on earth, because your human world is the world that the Qing Dynasty has extended to control. Can you come here clearly?"

Zhang Caiwei looked at Yi Yan, with her big eyes raised her head and stared at her.

Yi Yan suddenly laughed.

"What are you laughing at? You understand?" Zhang Caiwei asked.

"I understand."

"Then tell me." Zhang Caiwei said in disbelief.

Yi Yan said with a smile: "The world of practitioners includes the Qing Dynasty, and the world of the Qing Dynasty does not include the world of practitioners. We were born in the Qing Dynasty, so our husbands were suppressed by the Qing Dynasty. Just like this time, Mr. Yilong, who worshiped God's religion in the Zijing Mountain, would be locked in a prison. I think, if someone had survived the nine levels of human disasters, the prison would not have sealed him."

Zhang Caiwei nodded and said happily: "It turns out that I explained so clearly. The explanations I just said were all my own explanation methods, not taught by my master."

Without waiting for Yi Yan to say anything, she said again: "You don't know how hateful that national teacher is. When I have completed the human disaster, I must let him see with my own eyes the power of the Dragon, Tiger, Jade Ruyi."
Chapter completed!