The discussion between Zhixuan and others finally came to a conclusion.
This is also a tacit understanding in the world of cultivation to compete with each other, a way of cultivation, rather than the endless stalking and fighting method in the mortal world.
This is more like a test. It starts when you enter the Medicine King Cauldron. Countless spiritual plants and monsters are the first level. It is only because these visitors from the upper world are all outstanding figures that it does not seem difficult. If it were replaced by
At least half of the criminal cultivators of Hell Star will be wiped out in this level alone.
The spatial rift is the second level. It tests a monk's comprehensive ability and insight. The fact that more than half of these people can finally find this place shows their ability. If it were a criminal cultivator, basically no one would be able to get here.
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Pushing the monsters is the third level, which tests the organization and cooperation of the human monks. This can be seen from the fact that the human monks did not suffer much losses; when they approached the medicine pestle, the monsters outside also surrounded them but refused to attack. This is a
A tacit understanding.
In the final analysis, the competition between them is a kind of civil strife, and the most taboo thing is to beg for nothing. So now that we have reached the last level, the real master appears, and of course we must use the method of civil strife. You have to bombard it with a hundred or ten people.
Then it falls into the lower realm. If this is the case, with the power of the innate spiritual treasure, it will stick to this place with all its heart, and I am afraid that no one can move it, let alone hundreds of people, thousands of people will be useless.
This is why the human monks can calmly discuss and decide on the method of action. It can be said that they can no longer consider the influence of monsters and can focus on how to defeat this innate god using Tao methods.
This is a game, they need to find the weakness of the pestle and change something in a way that makes people appreciate; and the pestle must also accept this kind of competition and cannot use its abilities that are close to Tao.
In fact, no matter how much we discuss this kind of contest, we can't come up with any novel methods. A monk represents a realm and a Taoism. They cannot cooperate with each other. This is a contest between human monks and innate spiritual treasures, and it is also a contest between human monks and each other.
contest.
There are still nine days left. For the one hundred and sixty-eight monks here, everyone has a chance. If there are those who stand by and watch, then there are those who dare to be the first in the world.
When everyone came to an agreement, a monk stood up. He was a thin monk who was in the reserve formation and had fought together with Hou Zi and others.
Under the gaze of everyone, the monk stepped forward and came to the medicine pestle. Compared with the medicine pestle, which was as thick as a giant tree and several feet in diameter, human beings looked very weak in front of it.
He didn't say much. He knew where his strengths and weaknesses were. There was no point in watching others perform them, because his method was different from others. It was useless to watch, and he couldn't learn from it.
Taking a deep breath, the body began to expand, as if blowing air. The essence and blood in the body burned, and strength rose from the lower Dantian. The bones, flesh, and meridians grew, growing taller and stronger. In the blink of an eye, it had grown into a human body.
A giant with a pestle and a medicine pestle,
With a loud roar, he bent down to hold the pestle, hugged it forward and backward with both hands, and held the root of the pestle...
"This person's name is Liang Shan. His origin is unknown. He should be from the body's essence and blood. There is no comparison with others in their orthodoxy, so there is no difference between morning and night. Anyway, it's just a matter of coming and going. The achievement is success.
, there is no regret if it fails." Wei Yi commented.
Gu Zai said, "The strength of his flesh and blood still lacks the roots of the earth. Since he has no roots, where does his strength come from? He is just making people laugh."
Wei Yi looked at him sideways, "Compared with your river of blood, which one is better and which one is worse?"
Gu Zai didn't bother to answer, and his contempt could be seen from his expression. In the world of cosmic cultivation, the Blood River Avenue is a very famous acquired avenue, but it is not an evil sect, it is also a very important branch of the Taoist sect.
Fairy Feibai came back to hang out with them. She didn't know why she had a bad impression of Hou Zi. Maybe she just didn't have any familiar people, and Yan Guanqi was just another boring gourd, no fun at all.
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"No matter what, you have to give it a try. It's also good to make suggestions."
While several people were commenting, Liang Shan exhaled and roared loudly, causing the space to vibrate. Then he straightened his waist and felt that the entire space was faintly shaking, but the medicine pestle did not move at all.
After Liangshan was pulled out, he didn't dwell on it. He knew that this was something he couldn't deal with. First, the level difference was too big. Second, as Gu Zai said, he couldn't borrow the power of the earth under his feet and couldn't fully exert his strength. What could he do?
He didn't look depressed. If he could do it, he could do it. If he couldn't, he couldn't. He picked it up high and put it down gently, without leaving a trace of dust in his heart. He was worthy of being a powerful person with a clear mind and a head and shoulders in the world of cultivation in the universe.
Once you have started, there will be a steady stream of people who follow. Basically, they are all people like Liang Shan who have a relatively unique Taoist tradition and do not follow the mainstream. If you are a Taoist and Buddhist, you can also determine what is feasible through the attempts of other Taoist monks.
What is destined to fail, they don't need.
Fairy Feibai saw that more than ten people in a row came back disappointed, and she had the idea of attacking someone again.
"They are all relatively unique Taoist traditions. Hey, Fellow Taoist Hou, why don't you go up and give them a try? It's useless for you to look at them anyway. It's just a matter of one sword to come and go, so why bother to hide them?"
Hou Zi remained calm, "Me? I won't go up, will I? Of course my Qingkong Jianmai is the senior sister, I just need to wave the flag and shout from below, why bother?"
Fairy Feibai refused to give up, and half of the medicine was extorted, which was an unforgettable pain in her heart.
"The important thing is to participate. If you don't even dare to try, it's useless to become a swordsman!"
Hou Zi smiled and looked at Wei Yi Gu Zai, "If you don't say this is a medicine pestle, just from the appearance, what do you think this thing looks like?"
The two coincided with each other, "more like some kind of tribal reproductive totem."
This is not because the two of them have dirty ideas. They are both informal practitioners. They say whatever they say. It is obviously the case. Why do they have to be secretive and stop talking? There is nothing to be looked down upon. In the world of cultivation,
This is a normal thing and happens everywhere.
Life inheritance, what’s not to say?
Hou Zi chuckled lightly, "Then the question is, if people who are dual practitioners are here, what will they do?"
Without waiting for the two people to answer, he turned to look at Fairy Feibai, "I thought that if it was a double cultivator, they would soften the jade pestle first... In fact, fairies also have a natural advantage in this regard, so why not just rely on it?
What I said is that if the fairy uses some tricks and moves it up and down, maybe it won't take any effort at all?"
Wei Yigu Zai laughed heartlessly, but Fairy Feibai glared at him.
Hou Zi was feeling very proud when Yue Duo looked over at him and immediately calmed down.
In fact, it makes sense. If he were a woman, he would do this!
Heat it up a little, put some moisturizing things on it, and do a little devil dance or something...
