The practice method created by Qi Lin is called "Serial Defeat Sutra".

As the name suggests, it means losing streak. When practicing this technique, as long as you keep losing and keep yourself alive, your strength will increase rapidly after each battle.

And Chonglou has a witch body and strong defense, so he shouldn't die that easily.

The most important thing is that this is a skill, but it has little to do with the prehistoric system. People from any system can practice it.

When Qi Lin created this method, there was no prehistoric spiritual power system, so he was discovered by Zishui Tianzun and accepted as a disciple.

It's just that his cultivation method is too slow.

But when it comes to Chonglou, a little expert in seeking death, it's completely different.

He kept causing trouble and irritating other Tianzun, and he has successfully achieved four consecutive defeats.

What a perfect match!

After pondering for a long time, Yang Shou finally decided to give this chosen son a small trick and give him an adventure.

After all, he was the one who chose to cause the disaster.

As the mastermind behind the scenes, I have to add fuel to the flames.

With a thought in his mind, Yang Shou took out the book "The Classic of Loss" in the Tiandao Library.

Turning to the first page, it read: "Only a losing streak can lead to a winning streak. If you want to win, you should lose first..."

What he talked about was mainly the purpose and teachings of the losing streak, which made Yang Shou's mouth twitch.

This is a method that tends to be masochistic in its outlook on life, but Yang Shou estimated that Chonglou would be quite happy with it, after all, he had survived three disasters and nine disasters.

"I have to say that this Qi Lin is really a talented person. He has accumulated a lot and kept saving. Although his talent is mediocre, as long as he doesn't die halfway, he will definitely have a place in the seventh level in the future!"

Yang Shou sincerely admired the various characters that appeared in the ancient world, because they all gave him different surprises.

Qi Lin has come from a losing streak and has become stronger and stronger, leaving his former opponents far behind.

Isn't this a disguised winning streak?

…

Soon, Chonglou of Xuanjian Village discovered that he had been transferred.

The place where he lives is located in the back mountain. Considering his status, the woodcutter does not allow him to live in the village, fearing that he will kill him if he disagrees with him.

And Chonglou lives in the back mountain and is happy and at ease.

On the way back to the back mountain, he suddenly found a book of exercises in the middle of the road.

Three words in the letter: Sutra of losing streak.

"What the hell is this?"

Zhonglou, who had finally calmed down his avalanche mentality these days, turned the first page and was shocked.

Like a thief, he looked around and read the book quickly.

Take a breath of cold air.

He had a feeling that this book was tailor-made for him!

"It makes so much sense. If you want to win, you must first learn how to lose!"

Chonglou suddenly felt like he had found a soulmate. Recalling all the experiences he had experienced during this period, his eyes became slightly moist for a moment.

The author of this book is not signed, otherwise Chonglou would have to thank him very much.

"I am indeed the chosen one, the destined one, Dao Ancestor, just wait for me!"

Chonglou suppressed the excitement in his heart, put away the exercise book, and stared at the sky coldly.

The Tao Ancestor incarnates in harmony with the Tao, and all living things in the prehistoric times can be Tao Ancestors.

…

Beyond Jupiter.

Yang Shou saw that Chonglou had gotten the book and began to practice hard, and nodded with satisfaction.

Although Chonglou was ungrateful, he practiced very hard and was exactly the talent Yang Shou needed.

The way of heaven is not benevolent and treats all things as suckers. This means that God must treat all living beings equally, without distinction of superiority or inferiority.

Therefore, although Yang Shou despised Chonglou's character, he still admired his perseverance.

Only in this way can the fifth calamity be achieved in the future.

After getting the losing streak, Chonglou became more and more swollen.

Relying on his witch body, during a few days of holidays every month, he would go to the outside world to find Tianzun to fight.

Of course, the first choice is Jin Shengyang, the opponent who used his ultimate move to scare him away.

The two great gods fought and failed again and again...

After each defeat, Chonglou would drag his seriously injured body away.

The next month, after recovering from his injuries, he came to provoke me again.

Gradually, Jin Shengyang realized something was wrong.

This guy's progress is really too fast.

Make up for the shortcomings from failures, continue to make progress, and your strength is improving rapidly.

In the third year, the two fought, and Chonglou had failed countless times, but every time he came, his tone was very arrogant.

"Jin Shengyang, come out and die!"

His tone was full of confidence, and those who didn't know it thought he was the one with a winning streak.

"You're here again."

Jin Shengyang flew down from Dapeng Peak and rose into the sky, saying helplessly.

He once rejected Chonglou, but the other party threatened him with being a disciple of the Speed ​​Sect and forced him to fight with him.

"I have been able to catch the blows of your incarnations. Today is the day of your death!"

Chonglou felt excited when he thought that he would soon have a living, fresh Tianzun corpse to absorb and devour.

"oh?"

Then after a flip of the rope, Zhonglou was defeated miserably again and was pushed to the ground and beaten.

"You...you actually improved thousands of incarnations!"

Chonglou felt bad when he saw that the opponent still had some energy left after being struck by Wan Qian's incarnation.

Jin Shengyang looked at the shocked Chonglou and sneered: "You can keep making progress, how can I stop moving forward?"

"Today, you will never leave once you are here!"

Then Jin Shengyang waved his hand, and the entire Dapeng Peak between heaven and earth was suppressed and sealed by the mountain guarding formation.

Chonglou's eyelids suddenly twitched, and he felt like he was trying to catch a turtle in a jar.

Outside Jupiter, Yang Shou sighed helplessly. This time, Jin Shengyang was fully prepared to kill Chonglou.

However, Chonglou's shaman body has continued to improve during this period, and its strength has exceeded his expectations. His attacks, except for his myriad incarnations, cannot pose any threat to him at all.

"It's useless, let me out."

Chonglou stood there, sneering as he watched the various attacks tickling him.

"impossible!"

Jin Shengyang's face was ashen, and he was about to use Thousands of Incarnations in one blow again, when he suddenly discovered...

The white clothes are here.

After challenging the Southern Territory, Bai Yi went straight to the Northern Territory.

In the Southern Territory, all the Heavenly Lords, including Qingxuan Heavenly Lord, were defeated by her one after another.

The name of the Heavenly Lord in White is known all over the world.

There are even some good people who listed Tianzun in white as the first Tianzun in the world, completely forgetting the sword that the Lord Xuanzong struck!

"White clothes!"

An attack struck down, and Bai Yi directly broke the seal arranged by Jin Shengyang, and then realized that he seemed to have disturbed the other party.

Chonglou was not in danger of his life, but the moment he saw Bai Yi, his whole body felt bad.

The smell of death came to my mind again.

"Sword Spirit, save me..."

He roared in his heart. Although he liked failure more and more now, he didn't like death at all.

He might be evenly matched with Jin Shengyang, but compared with Bai Yi, a perverted woman, he felt that he was still far inferior.

This is an existence on the same level as the woodcutter.

"Chonglou? Destroy!"

Using the same move, Bai Yi looked back, and the source ribbon descended suddenly, appearing above the heavy building out of thin air.

No mercy, just want to kill him!

"No!"

Chonglou let out a desperate cry. If he was not careful, he would die again...

He suddenly felt that he was very unlucky.

But a sword light appeared again in the sky, causing Chonglou to burst into tears.

He has never been so eager for the Zhanzun Sword to appear.

You know, in the past few years, he has only seen the Zhan Zun Sword a few times, most of which were in the hands of a woodcutter.

The woodcutter seemed to be thinking about something important.

"Don't try to save him this time!"

Bai Yi was well prepared this time, and she always kept in mind those who insulted her sect.

The origin is surrounding Chonglou, and she is completely prepared for the terrifying ultimate move from the opponent.

However, after waiting for a long time, Zhanzun Sword did not take action. Instead, a figure emerged from it, the figure of the Lord of Xuanzong.

He emerged from the sword and nodded to Bai Yi.

"Long time no see, Taoist friend. How are you?"

But Bai Yi didn't like such greetings and shouted coldly: "As long as I'm here today, you can't save this person!"

The previous time, it was the Lord of Xuanzong who had an unexpected advantage, but if he really had to face the source, he might not be his opponent.

"I just want to make a deal with you here."

"What deal?"

"Leave him to me and I will help you kill the Dao Ancestor!"

As soon as these words came out, Bai Yi was shocked.

Even Chonglou, who felt like he was surviving the disaster, trembled.

This... After all this, it turned out to be a teammate?

At this moment, he really wanted to say, "Brother, I have a grudge against Honghuang, one of my own," but he still held back and didn't disturb the chat between the two big guys.

"I know your purpose, to challenge the world, but if you haven't defeated the Great Patriarch, how can you suppress the current world?"

The afterimage on the sword continued to tempt.

When Bai Yi heard this, the corners of his mouth suddenly turned up.

"You are worthy of being the master of Xuanzong. It is said that the Taoist ancestor preached to the world that day. There were nine big futons and nine disciples, but you were the only one missing..."

After hearing this, Yiying was not angry, but smiled and nodded: "For this matter, Dao Ancestor must pay some price."

Bai Yi suddenly became silent. After a while, she pointed at Chonglou: "Death penalty can be avoided, but living crime cannot be escaped. I will cut off his arm so that he will remember eternal life!"

Chonglou sneered at this, and when the afterimage looked at him, he nodded without thinking.

If one can survive by cutting off one arm, then he has three lives.

"boom!"

Bai Yi turned his origin into a sharp sword and slashed it down. He directly took one of Chonglou's arms and immediately snorted coldly: "That day you spoke uncontrollably and insulted my sect and my master. I will teach you a lesson today and you will achieve success in the future."

Only at level seven can a broken arm be regenerated!"

Then, in front of Zhonglou, she directly incinerated and destroyed the arm with her original power.

"ah--"

Zhonglou screamed, even the witch body could not withstand the cutting of the origin. With almost no hindrance, his arm was chopped off. Feeling the disappearance of the arm and the inability to heal the wound, Zhonglou's eyes were filled with hatred.

Of course, he hid this hatred very deeply. He lowered his eyes and the ferocious flesh on his face trembled.

"roll!"
Chapter completed!