Pang Shiji's qualifications are extraordinary, but Zhou Jie's qualifications are not inferior to him. To be able to become a disciple of Yinxian Mountain, his qualifications are the first among the masters, and almost no one can match them. If Pang Shiji had not had an unexpected encounter, it would have been impossible.
More than Zhou Jie.
Once Zhou Jie calmed down and no longer harbored hostility toward Chu Li, and calmed down to practice hard, his progress was astonishing. Compared with Pang Shiji, Zhou Jie had a greater advantage.
The mind method of Xianshan Mountain, while Pang Shiji’s mind method is still the mind method of Taiyigong, which is far inferior to Yinxianshan Mountain.
The two fought with each other, competed with each other, worked hard to practice, and made rapid progress, but Pang Shiji was always overwhelmed and unable to stand up. Fortunately, he had a tenacious temperament and was not discouraged even if he fell behind, and he still continued to challenge unyieldingly.
Xiao Qi looked a little anxious for him, but Chu Li took his time, as if he didn't know. He came back occasionally but didn't take care of it anymore. He just told Pang Shiji and Zhou Jie not to get angry and cause trouble.
Immortal Mountain will never tolerate internal strife among its disciples.
In the back garden of Prince Ping's Mansion, it was a hazy night. Chu Li and Prince Ping were sitting in a small pavilion. The fragrance of flowers at night was astonishing and came over them in waves.
The two drank slowly while chatting.
King Ping shook his head and sighed: "It's really ridiculous that you actually made me the prince. What kind of thing is this!"
"Isn't that a good thing?" Chu Li smiled.
Prince Ping said: "What's a good thing? I don't want to be the emperor!"
Chu Li smiled and said: "My lord, things are different now. You don't have to worry about peace. He is practicing hard in the temple and has no time to be distracted. It seems he doesn't want to get involved in the throne."
"Don't you want to be the emperor?" Prince Ping frowned: "Why did you change your mind?"
When Chu Li inherited the throne for Xu An, he had good intentions, sought support for his revenge, and made all kinds of arrangements. His sudden change of mind is really unbelievable.
"The world is in chaos today, but he has great ambitions to relieve the suffering of all living beings," Chu Li said.
Prince Ping said: "Only when you become an emperor can you relieve the suffering of all living beings."
Chu Li shook his head: "I said the same thing, but he said he wanted to preach and recite Buddhism to relieve the suffering of all living beings."
"In this way..." Prince Ping shook his head and said: "If it doesn't work, let him be the prince. I'm not being polite to you. I really don't want to be a prince, nor do I want to be an emperor. I'm tired of fighting to the death, so I don't want to be a prince."
I want to live a quiet life for a few days!”
"Your Majesty has fallen into gentleness." Chu Li shook his head and smiled.
"What's the point of fighting and killing, life and death?" Prince Ping snorted: "They are just puppets controlled by Heaven and Earth. It's better to be a free and easy prince like me."
Chu Li laughed: "Your Majesty, you should be the crown prince, otherwise your ancestor will not agree."
"Alas..." Prince Ping showed a helpless expression.
He also felt that Leng Zhifei had nothing to do. His second-generation ancestor was wise and martial, and he was deeply admired by him. He had always admired this ancestor since he was a child. He didn't expect to see him here. He thought he would be in the outer world.
But when I actually saw him, I realized that my ancestor was not that nice. He was strong and overbearing and could not be disobeyed. I couldn't say a single word "no" in front of him. I could only obey his instructions honestly, otherwise I would definitely be punished.
He originally refused the position of prince, but it was Leng Zhifei who personally forced him to accept the offer, otherwise he would never be able to become a prince.
Chu Li said: "Your Majesty, you can still be the prince with peace of mind. If you need anything, just say hello."
"I won't bother you in the future." Prince Ping said.
Chu Li nodded, hugged his fists and disappeared suddenly.
The next moment he appeared beside the ice pool of Shiwanda Mountain.
Both the Azure Dragon and the Yuan Devouring Turtle were asleep at the bottom of the pond.
Chu Li smiled. Such a deep sleep is like hibernation, but it is an opportunity for them to greatly increase their strength. After waking up, their strength will be greatly increased, and there may even be a breakthrough, but this sleep may last for several years or even decades.
Their lifespans are extremely long, and their sleeping time is also extremely long, far beyond comparison with humans.
A red shadow flashed, and the little Suzaku appeared in front of him and landed on his shoulder. A voice appeared in his mind: "Help!"
Chu Li immediately understood its thoughts and suddenly appeared in a mangrove forest. He saw the Suzaku he saw last time, lying motionless and dying in a nest made of redwood branches.
Chu Li shook his head helplessly, stretched out his hand to catch its wings, and suddenly a pure power was injected into it.
What he injected was the internal power of the Suzaku Magic Technique. The Suzaku Magic Technique was consistent with the other three mental techniques, but he could still perform the Suzaku Magic Technique, and because he was a god, his skills were purer and more effective.
After the injection of the Suzaku Divine Art, the dying Suzaku slowly regained his energy and began to fight against the cold breath in his body.
Chu Li shook his head and used the Xuanwu Magic again to absorb the cold breath.
He suddenly found that his skills were becoming more and more refined, and he could once again upgrade the levels of the Azure Dragon and the Yuan-devouring Turtle. He might be able to push the two spirit beasts to the first level in one fell swoop, thus being able to protect himself in the Hundred Thousand Mountains.
Once you reach the first level, as long as you don't offend the super-level spiritual beasts, it's not difficult to save your life. It's another matter if Suzaku provokes the black turtle again and again.
Chu Li flashed back to the ice pool.
Little Suzaku flew over and landed on the ice in front of him. He tilted his head and looked at Chu Li: "Tell me, what is the reward?"
Chu Li said: "Ten Yinming grass."
"Yinmingcao..." Little Suzaku nodded lightly, jumped into the air, and disappeared without a trace.
At this time, in the capital of the gods, muffled noises could be heard in Prince Ping's palace. Leng Zhifei, Leng Shouren, Prince Ping and Princess Ping, the four of them were surrounded by eight heavenly beings.
These days, everyone is very smart, two of them are on par with Leng Zhifei, and although the other six are weaker, the six are more than enough to deal with King Ping and Princess Ping, making the couple breathless.
Prince Ping's martial arts is not very strong, and Princess Ping Mu Yulan is much more powerful than him. It is only through her protection that Prince Ping can persevere to this day.
"Princess, don't worry about me, just break out of the encirclement first!" Prince Ping said in a deep voice.
Mu Yulan shook her head and said nothing.
There is a shadow of Jiutian Xuannv in the void above her head, which is absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy continuously and transforming it into the internal power of Jiutian Xuannv. She surrounds King Ping like a phantom, resisting the siege of six heavenly beings.
Although he was in danger, he could still hold on. The shadow above his head suddenly let out a roar, as if he was shouting silently. The gods around him didn't feel anything strange, so they didn't take it seriously and continued to attack fiercely.
Leng Zhifei shouted: "Who are you? What are your intentions in killing Prince Da Ji?"
The eight heavenly beings said nothing and just attacked fiercely.
His opponent was an old man with a white beard and eyebrows. His cultivation was similar to his, but his tactics were sophisticated. Even though Leng Zhifei was determined and had deep cultivation, he still could not suppress him. He was entangled and unable to help Prince Ping.
Leng Shouren's opponent was a middle-aged man, his whole body was shining and he was powerful.
Leng Shouren said in a deep voice: "Prince, are you on good terms with Chu Li? Please ask him to come over and help!"
Prince Ping said: "How can I bother Chu Li with such a thing?"
"What time has it been? What else do you care about!" Leng Shouren said angrily.
Prince Ping shook his head and said nothing.
He didn't want to trouble Chu Li. He already owed Chu Li his life, but he failed to keep his promise. Instead, he became the prince himself. He really didn't have the shame to ask Chu Li for help, so he would just die. Anyway, he had lived enough!
As long as he dies, the princess will no longer have to suffer and can escape calmly, not to mention the ancestors and Leng Shouren.