Jiuyang said that the distinction between China's military forces is relatively general, and there is no specific realm corresponding to it.
Counting from the beginning to the time of becoming an immortal, martial arts cultivation can be roughly divided into eighteen levels.
Eighteen is the limit, the pinnacle of martial arts that mortals can reach.
Anyone who breaks through the eighteenth level will enter the true realm of immortals, shed their mortal flesh and bones, and achieve the supreme immortal body.
I asked Jiuyang how powerful the eight men in black who intercepted and killed us were.
Jiuyang showed disdain and said: "They are all on the eleventh floor."
"What about my master? How many floors is she on?" I asked curiously.
Jiuyang flew through the air, and occasionally touched the ground with her toes: "The ninth level is complete, and she is about to break through the tenth level. But she took the soul-melting pill to forcibly increase her strength, and now she is on par with those eight old things."
"No way, my master is the youngest Heavenly Spirit Master in China, how come he has less than tenth level of martial arts?" I doubted in my heart.
Jiuyang curled his lips and said silently: "How old is your master? A civil and martial arts practitioner in her twenties can achieve her current level. It is not an exaggeration to say that she is a peerless genius that is seen only once in a century."
"Which of those eight old guys is not twenty or thirty years older than your master?"
Jiuyang sighed: "Your master's talent is not inferior to mine back then, or even worse."
I heard Jiuyang praise Lingxi, and I was very happy and said: "What about you, how many layers do you have?"
Jiuyang mysteriously said: "What do you think?"
I recalled the dreams of the past two days and speculated: "You are only one step away from becoming an immortal. Are you a semi-immortal?"
Jiuyang sneered and said mockingly: "Do you think the semi-immortal realm is the pinnacle of martial arts?"
"Isn't it?" I asked back: "Having stepped into the immortal realm with half a foot, the strength must be at least as high as the 18th floor."
"Wrong, very wrong." Jiuyang refuted: "The semi-immortal realm senses the way of heaven and has not passed the thunder tribulation test, so it can only be counted as the sixteenth level."
"After the Heavenly Dao induction is completed, the martial arts cultivation level can be increased to the seventeenth level."
"As for me, I have not only perfected the way of heaven, but I have also been lucky enough to survive the test of thunder and calamity. Logically speaking, I should have been in the immortal class long ago and jumped out of the human world."
"But I lack the energy of creation to wash away my mortal flesh and bones, which makes it difficult for me to become an immortal body. I am still a mortal."
"Eighteen is the limit, but I stand on the 18th floor and can't move."
When Jiuyang said this, his eyes were full of unwillingness and he said: "The last ray of creation energy between heaven and earth was divided into six parts and merged into the six channels of luck."
"If I want to become an immortal, I must seize the luck of the six meridians and extract the energy of creation within it."
"With my martial arts back then, no one except Kunlun Patriarch Xiyue could withstand ten moves in my hands."
"Xiyue and I belong to the 18th level of martial arts. But this crazy woman does not seek to be in the immortal class, she is fixated on the Kunlun lineage."
"What the ancestors entrusted to her must not be forgotten, and Kunlun's foundation must not be destroyed by her hands."
"I couldn't kill her and couldn't gather the energy of creation, so I came up with a plan of reincarnation to get rid of Xiyue's entanglement."
"Well, you know what happens next. Just as I reminded you in the dream, Xiyue will not hesitate to accompany me in reincarnation in order to preserve Kunlun."
Jiuyang controlled my body and said like a fish in water: "My soul has not really integrated into your three souls and seven souls. The strength I can exert is about the fifteenth level of force."
"Weak, a little weak, but it won't be a problem to deal with those eight little shrimps."
"Don't worry, since I promised you to help, I will ensure that your master is safe and sound."
I warned: "You won't always be hiding in my body, right?"
"What do you think?" Jiuyang said seriously: "I said, we are the same person. You are Suning, and you are also Jiuyang."