"Senior Brother Feng, that kid is only in the middle stage of foundation building. He can actually practice at that level. It seems that his strength is definitely not comparable to that of ordinary mid-stage cultivators. If we encounter it, it will be a bit tricky!"
At the foot of the mountain, an old man with a slightly hunchback looked at another goatee and said.
Goathu just smiled and said, "Haha, there are indeed some methods, but Feng is the least afraid of physical refiners. But Junior Brother Ju, you will suffer a loss if you encounter it!"
The man named Junior Brother Ju is a white-faced man who looks twenty-seven or eight years old. Although he is not old, he is actually over 250 years old, and he is also very old among these dozen people.
"Haha, Ju has not had a few years to live. So what if he lost the Earth-grade cave this time? Senior Brother Ma, you are less than two hundred years old. If you practice in the Earth-grade cave, there is still a little chance. If you lose it, you may be the same as Ju in decades!" The man said to another short middle-aged man.
"Whoever dares to take my role as my leader will destroy anyone!" The short senior brother Ma replied very domineeringly.
Just as a few people were talking, Zuo Chengze also walked to Lin Haoming, but unlike Lin Haoming who could still practice at this level, Zuo Chengze was already sweating profusely, and every time he went up the stairs, he felt that he was not able to do it, especially when he reached the 2,900 level, he finally stopped.
I thought I could have the opportunity to survive, but reality made him understand that this was probably his limit, but he really couldn't figure it out, why is Lin Haoming's cultivation level just one level higher than himself, and the gap between him and him is so big?
Zuo Chengze even saw that some of the fourth-level monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage who were not capable of their own strength could not even reach the height he was standing. The only explanation is probably that Lin Haoming himself has surpassed many many monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage.
Looking back, when we were competing for the Linglun Mountain Cave, it seemed that the gap between the two sides was not as big as today. Why is there such a huge difference now?
Zuo Chengze couldn't figure it out. At this moment, not only at the foot of the mountain, but also more and more people on the top of the mountain were paying attention to Lin Haoming.
A beautiful woman who looked only seventeen or eighteen years old, looked down at Qin Ming who was also looking down and said, "Junior Brother Qin, that little guy in the middle stage of foundation building is like you, and is also a physical refiner. Is he stronger when you were in his cultivation?"
Qin Ming glanced at the person who was asking and said respectfully: "Sister Ling Hong, you can't see everyone. When I was at the fourth level of the Foundation Establishment Period, there was no problem with practicing at that high level, but the time could not be long. After all, the pressure of nearly ten thousand pounds is not something to say casually. If it takes too long, it will cause damage to the body.
"Then how long could you last?" Ling Hong asked.
"It's half an hour!" Qin Ming hesitated and replied.
In fact, this half hour is already Qin Ming’s limit. It is impossible for normal cultivation to last for so long, and you have to continue to climb to the top in the future, but you can’t be embarrassed at this moment.
But just after he finished speaking, Qin Ming saw Lin Haoming getting up and said with a smile: "Senior Sister Ling Hong, you see I was right, he couldn't hold on for too long. After all, he still had to climb a mountain in the future. In half an hour, he already had 70% or 80% of my strength at the beginning. It's pretty good. He has a high cultivation level in the future. He still has a great chance of winning the ground-quality cave in the later stage of foundation building. Now he should be able to seize a human-quality cave."
After hearing his words, Ling Hong nodded silently, watching him step by step up to the top of the mountain, wondering if he would say hello to him later and get to know him.
But just as Lin Haoming was about to reach the top of the mountain, he saw Lin Haoming suddenly stopped again and made another strange move.
"This! How is this possible!"
Qin Ming shouted in surprise: "This kid actually dislikes the gravity below that is too weak, so he has to go to a high place to continue practicing!"
Ling Hong also grew up at this moment. You should know that she knew Qin Ming well and knew that this guy was not simple. Now that there is a person who is much more powerful than Qin Ming back then, how could she not be surprised?
"Junior Brother Qin, it seems that this Junior Brother Lin is even better than you in the past!"
Although Qin Ming was shocked, he was unwilling to admit defeat and said: "I think he wanted to try how long he could withstand the pressure close to the peak. I think it would be up in at most a quarter of an hour!"
"I don't think so!" Ling Hong felt guilty when she saw Qin Ming talking, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
Sure enough, just like Ling Hong’s guess, it soon passed in a quarter of an hour, and Lin Haoming seemed to be still immersed in the cultivation.
In fact, not only Lin Haoming, but others like him stopped practicing when they approached the peak. However, like Lin Haoming, who did not use the spiritual energy of protecting his body, was only the only one who was practicing the body, and even had the lowest cultivation level. As for Qin Ming, Wanjun's power no longer had much significance to him now, so he did not practice.
Time is constantly losing. As the half-day period slowly approaches, many people without strength have returned to the foot of the mountain. The powerful people have reached the top one after another. The few remaining people still take advantage of this opportunity to practice. They are divided into three or three at each level of Wanjun Mountain, and there are more than a dozen at more than two thousand,900 levels. At this time, more than a dozen of them are also looking at each other. Obviously, those who can practice here until now are all competitors in the future, so they naturally have to observe them carefully.
"A quarter of an hour left!" At this time, the beautiful woman surnamed Sun suddenly spoke and reminded her.
After hearing her reminder, many people knew that time was coming soon, so they stood up one after another and headed towards the top of the mountain.
After hearing this, Lin Haoming recovered from his cultivation and felt his practice for half a day. He found that the "Divine Bone Art" had improved a lot, which surprised Lin Haoming. It seemed that his practice was too limited in the past, and he should make more use of these so-called cultivation places in the future.
After reaching the top of the mountain, Lin Haoming instantly felt the pressure relaxed all over his body, and he felt light and comfortable.
"Little guy, your surname is Lin?"
At this moment, a woman's voice suddenly came from Lin Haoming's ear, which was the beautiful woman surnamed Sun.
Lin Hao knew that this was the beautiful woman sending her voice to him, and after looking at her, he immediately said, "I didn't expect that Senior Grandpa still remembers me!"
"You are very good. I wonder if you have become a disciple?" asked the beautiful woman surnamed Sun.
Lin Haoming was also shocked when he heard this. He didn't expect that his cultivation had just caught the eye of this beautiful woman named Sun. Now this senior Sun actually had the intention to accept him as his disciple. Lin Haoming immediately remembered the death of her promising disciple. I wonder if this senior Sun wanted to accept another disciple because of the fall of that disciple!