Jiang Yao pondered: "The key is, to obtain the status of the Holy Son, can we use the power of the divine religion?"
Qin Yu nodded, "I know what my lord is worried about, but don't worry, lord, after you get the position of the Holy Son, you will be able to use at least 30% of the power of the divine religion within ten years."
"For example, the Lord can legitimately mobilize more ghosts and monsters, and even teach some strong people and resources."
"That is to say, it is completely worth fighting. Okay, then I will fight." Jiang Yao stood up, "Zizhou, you can go to the headquarters first. I want to improve my cultivation these days."
Now that his wish power is increasing rapidly, he will definitely be able to use the wish power technique in ten days. But if he can use the wish power technique, it will definitely arouse the fear of Xi Sheng and others and expose his secret.
Therefore, he cannot use the Wish Power technique, nor can he use the Heavenly Death Bow and the Qiankun Sun-Moon Halberd.
Then, he can only use martial arts and poisonous ways to fight Gula.
It sounds unfair, but it can only be so.
He was basically saying that he was being tied up to fight with Gula. And Gula, because of the selfish motives of Xi Sheng and others, could use the strongest blood demon power to duel with him.
"Okay, then I will go to the headquarters first and explore again to be careful of what Nagula does." Qin Yu thought for a while, "My lord, if necessary, I can set up defenses and make this Gula."
Jiang Yao shook his head and smiled: "That's not necessary. Even if I don't use the most powerful method, I am sure to defeat Gula."
Qin Yu said with a faint look: "As long as my lord obtains the position of Holy Son, with my lord's cultivation level, I can do many things."
"Everything is possible. If something happens to a few saints, haha, then my lord will have to shoulder the heavy responsibility of the religion."
What if something happens to some saints?
Hearing this, Jiang Yao couldn't help showing an unpredictable look. The monarch and his minister couldn't help but look at each other and smile, saying nothing.
If a few saints knew their thoughts, I wonder what they would think.
The two were discussing when Jiang Yao suddenly received a flying message from Yisheng Shixu.
Shi Xu told Jiang Yao that he would compete with Gula on the first day of the next lunar month and asked him if he was ready.
Shi Xu said that Gula had just recovered to level seven blood demon. For Yu Yan's sake, she could guarantee that she would not be killed, but she could not guarantee that she would win.
Jiang Yao replied: "Master, don't worry, my disciple knows that Gu La is already a seventh-level blood demon, but my disciple is confident."
Shi Xu replied "Huh", but there was nothing more to say.
Perhaps, I was also surprised by the progress of ginger medicine.
Jiang Yao and Qin Yu discussed it for a while, then Qin Yu said goodbye and left the palace, while Jiang Yao went directly into the secret room to practice.
He must ascend to the level of Martial Immortal, so that he can confidently cooperate with the medicine to defeat Gula.
Also, the medicine can also be improved.
Jiang Yao entered the secret room to practice for a while, but he felt that the spiritual energy here was not strong enough, so he sacrificed the Pisces jade pendant and returned to the secret realm of the demon clan Yang's cemetery.
Directly entered the sixth level of cultivation.
Counting it all together, the ten-year agreement with Yang Qinglian, the head of the Yang clan, is coming to an end, and it will take less than three months to complete.
The agreement with Xi Sheng was less than two months old.
After entering the sixth level of spiritual pool and practicing for five days, after spending a huge amount of spiritual energy, I finally reached the perfection of Wu Xian easily.
He finally understood that for people with perfect qualifications, there is actually no bottleneck in cultivation. The most important thing is no longer how to cultivate, but what opportunities you get.
Not only the martial arts has been upgraded to the level of Martial Immortal Perfection, but also the medicine has been upgraded to the Medicine Saint Sanding!
His strength became stronger again. His poisonous magical powers were even more terrifying.
After that, he reviewed Mu Clan's "Mo Knife Jue", which was a killing move tailor-made for Gula.
It's time to leave this place and go to the Tianping God Sect's main altar...
After coming out of the sixth floor, Yang Jian looked at the stairs leading to the seventh floor, and suddenly his heart moved.
Can he enter the seventh level?
Yang Jian turned around and slowly walked towards the seventh floor.
One step, two steps, three steps... It was still easy at first, but with each step, the pressure doubled!
When there were only four steps left, Yang Jian's energy and blood were steaming all over his body.
It's like a big mountain carrying on your back.
Yang Jian used his true energy and magic power with all his strength, and the pure magic energy surged, and he suddenly felt the pressure drop suddenly.
Go to the next level!
boom!
Huge pressure fell from the sky, and the bones all over Yang Jian's body creaked.
"Pfft!" Yang Jian couldn't help but spat out a mouthful of blood.
At this point, he can retreat at any time. But, he doesn’t want to retreat!
He felt that if he tried hard once, he might really be able to enter the seventh level.
Yang Jian used his magic skills to move his magic power like burning essence and blood. He resisted the terrifying pressure and once again moved towards the third to last step.
"boom!"
"Kaka..."
Even though he is the body-refined body of Fengpan Jade Body, he feels that he is about to be crushed at this moment.
But, I can persist!
There are still two final steps!
But Yang Jian knew very well that if he did not use the power of medicine, he would not be able to climb the second to last step.
Yang Jian took a deep breath, and instead of taking action immediately, he used a handful of medicine and danced!
He wanted to use the medicine technique to resist the pressure of the penultimate step.
With the dance of the medicine knife, a medicine rhyme like the great road of heaven and earth was born, with the idea of rules to change everything and cure everything.
"娇娇…"
The pressure, which is as heavy as a mountain, seems to be distorted under the medicinal charm, and the direction seems to be shifted and dispersed.
The pressure faced by Yang Jian was greatly reduced immediately, and his whole body straightened up a bit.
"rise!"
Yang Jian shouted loudly, and while running the technique with all his strength, he struck out with the medicine knife again!
Under the mysterious power of medicine, he lifted up his body and climbed to the first level again!
The last level!
Boom boom boom!
Desperate terror pressure fell from the sky, and irresistible suppression came.
At the same time, pressure from up, down, left, and right were all squeezed out.
The pressure on this last step is no longer just above my head, but from all directions, like sinking into an extremely deep seabed.
Yang Jian's entire body was almost crushed into a ball in an instant.
If he hadn't already been in the Fengpan Jade Body, his physical body would have been destroyed at this moment, and his soul would have been severely damaged.
"cut!"
Yang Jian waved his medicine knife again, and the medicine rules of Medicine Saint Sanding once again appeared out of thin air to cure this "sick" pressure!
Boom boom!
The coercive pressure from heaven and earth came crashing in, competing with the aura of medicine. For a moment, it was difficult to tell who was superior. Yang Jian's body was filled with demonic energy, and he waved the medicine knife crazily, as if he was fighting a powerful enemy.
However, Yang Jian's martial arts cultivation is only as good as that of the Martial Saint. Although the power of his true soul is close to the first level of the Martial Saint, it is not the strength of the Martial Saint after all.
After fighting hard for a long time, even with the blessing of medicine, he still couldn't resist the powerful pressure of the secret realm.
"Pfft!" Yang Jian spat out a mouthful of blood again.
At the same time, my legs went weak.
I can not make it!
It is obvious that even ordinary first-level warriors of the Martial Saint level may not be able to climb this seventh level.
At this moment, Yang Jian knew very well that as long as he used the Wish Power technique, he would be able to defeat the pressure of the secret realm and successfully enter the seventh level.
However, he did not use the Willing Power Technique!
He sacrificed the Universe Sun and Moon Halberd!
A wave of the halberd...
Just one wave!
The supreme demonic aura emerged from the sky, with a solemn will and the ancient and noble charm of the Tao.
A shadow like a halberd that created the world, like a river of stars falling from the void, streaked across the space in front of you.
In the "click" sound, a sound that can only be perceived by the mind came, like an invisible mountain suddenly collapsing and toppling.
It's like a huge tree that blocks out the sky and sun has been cut off by an extremely sharp knife.
At this moment, there is only one feeling, and that is: destruction!
It was not Yang Jian who was destroyed, but the pressure of the secret realm on this step!
"Boom!" The invisible pressure was destroyed by the killing intent of the Qiankun Sun-Moon Halberd, collapsed, dissipated, disintegrated, and turned into a sudden hurricane, sweeping over like a tsunami.
In the hurricane, Yang Jian's long hair is flying, his hands are dancing with the sun and moon halberd, his eyes are as cold as lightning, and he stands tall, like an ancient god, unrivaled!
Such a powerful secret realm pressure can be broken with just one halberd!
Who dares to fight with me!
Yang Jian was covered in smoke, holding the Qiankun Sun and Moon Halberd, and strode into the seventh floor.
However, just as he was about to enter, the entire secret realm suddenly began to throb, and the Universe Sun and Moon Halberd in his hand seemed to be affected by some kind of reaction.
Immediately afterwards, the rich demonic energy steamed up, was carried by the hurricane, and turned into the vitality of the ancient demonic path. The Qiankun Sun and Moon Halberd was like a flag that summoned these demonic energies!
The clouds in the sky were like seas, and strange phenomena suddenly appeared, transforming into magical rhymes one after another, changing unpredictably. Slowly, a huge, overwhelming ancient Chinese character appeared: Sui!
"this…"
Yang Jian looked at this scene in disbelief, feeling the throbbing of the Qiankun Sun and Moon Halberd. Suddenly, the halberd danced like a ghost again, stirring up the boundless wind and clouds, and then raised his hand to create a magic pattern.
Supreme magic pattern!
A mysterious whirlpool appeared out of thin air like a black hole. The mystery was unspeakable and seemed to swallow everything. The gray magic texture was like an unbreakable ancient spell, filled with endless mysterious avenues.
Boom boom!
The boundless demonic energy suddenly found an outlet and was absorbed crazily by the supreme demonic pattern like a whirlpool.
Between heaven and earth, a huge funnel appeared. The endless demonic aura was in the funnel, and at the narrowest point of the funnel, there was a figure wielding a halberd.
This figure is actually absorbing demonic energy!
The aura on his body suddenly became stronger as he absorbed the pure demonic energy of heaven and earth.
It was obvious that such huge demonic energy was absorbed by him and turned into his power.
I don't know how long it took, but Yang Jian suddenly drew back his halberd, and the boundless evil energy turned into a hurricane and dissipated.
A whole day passed, and the man remained motionless, as if he were a stone sculpture.
The next day, Yang Jian suddenly opened his eyes as cold as lightning, with a hint of surprise on his noble and pale face.
"It's actually halfway through the tribulation (quasi-sainthood)."
He originally thought that he had just reached the level of Martial Immortal and still needed to consolidate his cultivation. He would not be able to break through to Quasi-Sage within at least three years.
Quasi-sage is actually a big hurdle, and it is difficult to break through if you don't have enough background.
But he never imagined that he would become a quasi-sage in just one day!
The Qiankun Sun-Moon Halberd sensed the demonic energy in this secret realm of the cemetery, allowing him to absorb a lot of the demonic aura here, helping him directly enter the cultivation level of a quasi-sage.
It looks like this cultivation level was picked up.
But Yang Jian knew very well that this cultivation level was not picked up, but his halberd and demonic energy sensed this secret realm.
The demonic energy here has a deep connection with him, so he can use it for himself.
In a sense, it seems to be one's own.
Perceiving a strength that was more than twice as strong as before, Yang Jian experienced firsthand how big the gap between a martial immortal and a quasi-sage was.
How big is it?
It can almost be divided into two independent realms.
What surprised Yang Jian even more was that although he became a quasi-sage, he did not cause thunder disaster.
For other monks, the first thunder tribulation begins to occur only when they reach Quasi-Sainthood. But for him, he faced the thunder tribulation when he broke through to Wuzhen.
But this time, by luck, I came to Quasi-Sage, and there was no thunder disaster.
It's as if his breakthrough to the Quasi-Saint is nothing at all, and it's no longer worth the trouble.
This should be a good thing, at least it is different from others.
When Yang Jian entered the seventh level of the secret realm, he first discovered a huge mausoleum, like a hill.
At the foot of the mountain is a quiet and dreamlike cold pool.
No, it's not a cold pond, but a spiritual pond.
This spiritual pool is full of extreme Taoist vitality, which makes people feel relaxed and happy just looking at it, just like a fairy pool.
Even in the sky above Hantan, the rhythm of Taoism is flowing and full of vitality.
Anyone who sees this fairy-like cold pool will be tempted to jump in and practice hard.
Yang Jian went from the late stage of Wuxian to Quasi-Sage in just a few days. Although it was because he absorbed the aura of the devil, the speed of his cultivation was still too fast, and his cultivation was not solid enough at all.
If you can practice in this immortal pond for three days, you will be able to greatly consolidate your cultivation, strengthen your realm foundation, and eliminate the impetuousness of your Tao mind.
When Yang Jian came to the edge of the cold pool, he felt that his whole body seemed to be independent from the world, transformed into an immortal, and felt extremely comfortable.
He looked up and saw the huge mausoleum, and he couldn't help but have a thought in his heart: "This cold pool can't be the water of the quiet spring produced by the mausoleum here?"
He released his spiritual consciousness to detect the pond water, and found that this magical pond water could shield his spiritual consciousness. He didn't know how deep it was, but it was definitely not dangerous.
Yang Jian no longer hesitated, he collected the Qiankun Sun and Moon Halberd, jumped up and fell gracefully into the cold pool.
"hiss"
A kind of coolness that made his whole soul feel comfortable came, and Yang Jian felt so comfortable that he seemed about to laugh.
So cool!
He was sure that he had never had such a refreshing bath.
This pool of water is like a living thing, with an incredibly rich aura, gently massaging every inch of skin and nourishing every pore.
An indescribable feeling of happiness and tranquility arises spontaneously, with the familiar sweetness of hometown, which makes people want to cry.
What an amazing place for cultivation!
Yang Jian was amazed in his heart and couldn't wait to start practicing.
Even if you don't practice, this practice will make the water in the pond seem to be alive, with ripples that are like drunkenness, and Taoist charm and spiritual energy surging freely.
Yang Jian clearly felt that his sea of consciousness, tendons, purple palace, soul, qi and blood... were all being strengthened, solidified, and tempered.
That feeling is so wonderful that it's hard to put into words, and it's hard to describe it with pen and ink.
There has never been a kind of cultivation that is as comfortable as it is today.
Yang Jian was so satisfied that he couldn't help but close his eyes with great pleasure, and his body naturally sank into the cold pool.
As if sleeping and waking up, Yang Jian felt a touch of warmth in the coolness of his body, as if there was someone beside him.
Um?
Someone?!
Yang Jian was so excited that his whole body and mind woke up from this "gentle country". When he looked down, the first thing he saw was a mass of dark hair.
This hair floats under the quiet cold pool, rippling with the water ripples, like a cloud of ink in the sky.
Yang Jian was immediately on full alert.
He did not rise to the surface of the water, but with a stroke of his hand, the waves of water moved the hair away.
After removing her hair, an almost naked woman was lying quietly in the water.
This woman's eyes were tightly closed, her facial features were exquisite, and she had a stunning beauty. If those eyes were open, they would be as bright as the stars in the sky.
Yang Jian took one look and turned his head.
Because this woman is alive, not dead. She has life, warmth, and is still alive and fragrant.
Her cultivation level is not high, she is only at the perfect level of the Demon Sect (Golden Pill), and her aura is very weak, seemingly not as good as the average Demon Sect.
She is only in her fifties and is still a young girl.
Why is there a nearly naked Golden Elixir Witch in such a high-end spiritual pool of the Yang family?
It shouldn't be.
Difficulty, was she sent in for nourishment?
At this moment, the woman suddenly opened her eyes, revealing a pair of dull eyes.
Yang Jian guessed wrong. These eyes were not as bright as stars at all, but empty and dim, as if they were soulless corpses!