"Thousands of immortal cultivators are divided into nine levels in heaven and earth: Qi training, foundation building, golden elixir, Yuanying, Dacheng, ascension, heavenly immortal, golden immortal, and Hunyuan great immortal. Those who practice to the ascension realm can become immortals.
Enjoy a long life."
Ye Long, who had received so much information at once, was a little overwhelmed. He subconsciously asked: "Brother Monkey, what level are you? What level is Yang Jian?"
The Great Sage smiled and waved his hand, then said: "Although this is not a secret, most people will not reveal their level to outsiders, but you are an exception. There are no secrets between brothers."
"That Yang Jian and I are both at the Golden Immortal level. In terms of strength, Yang Jian is below me, but with the help of that stupid dog, I am a little overwhelmed." The great sage thought of his mortal enemy Yang Jian and the man beside him.
You are a stinky dog, and you won't get angry anywhere. "I have already asked for justice from Yang Jian that day when he beat you. I promise you this will be his hundred jars of aged wine as an apology."
As he spoke, hundreds of jars of fine wine exuding a strong aroma flew out of the Great Sage's Qiankun Bag and flew into Ye Long's Qiankun Bag. Ye Long was not stingy, and he collected the hundreds of jars of immortal wine.
After taking it out of the bag, he took out fifty altars and distributed them to the great sage.
"Great Sage, let's have a big drink today."
In the blink of an eye, Ye Long's time to stay in heaven was up. He collapsed on his rental house with a belly full of wine. Although the fairy wine was not intoxicating, the wine in his belly was real.
The spiritual power contained in the fairy wine was extremely pure. Ye Long had been tired for a day and no longer wanted to move. However, the Lei Linghai in his dantian absorbed it on its own. The Lei Linghai, which was originally only one level, became powerful in the blink of an eye.
The entire Linghai river bed is filled with Yelong.
At this time, Ye Long remembered what the Great Sage had secretly said to him before leaving. He told himself that Lei Linghai was a foreign thing after all, not his own. He was also cultivating the Tiangang Divine Thunder. If he could not truly recognize the Lord God
Sooner or later, Lei's words will come back to bite him.
But it is not easy to identify the master of the divine thunder. The divine thunder is a spiritual creature with self-contained spiritual consciousness in the world. Its intelligence is always higher than or not lower than your own. And at first sight, it can directly connect with the Golden Immortal and others.
The strength of Jie Yang Jian's blow is definitely not too bad. It is simply harder to swallow the Tiangang Divine Thunder than to reach the sky.
Fortunately, Ye Long had a lot of time. The Great Sage also gave Ye Long a book on how to cultivate his spiritual power. He could train his soul and enhance his spiritual power. When the time came, he would have more confidence to swallow the Tiangang Divine Thunder.
This nerve-cultivating technique is called "The Sutra of Creation", and the first line of the book is full of momentum: "Seize the creation of heaven and earth, gather the essence of heaven and earth."
"What is this?" Just when Ye Long was concentrating on flipping through the "Sutra of Creation", a childish voice sounded. Ye Long was so shocked that he lost his grip and dropped the book on the ground. Looking closely, what he said
The person turned out to be the Taoist boy in white who dissuaded Ye Long from touching the giant pillar in Piaomiao Peak that day.
At this moment, he still looked like an immortal, but there was a little confusion in his eyes when he looked at the Book of Creation.
"Are you the Tiangang Divine Thunder?" Ye Long asked tentatively, because the only spiritual thing in his body was the Tiangang Divine Thunder. Now this Taoist boy in white is definitely the Divine Thunder.
"No." The Taoist boy in white shook his head, denying Ye Long's guess.
Ye Long was shocked. If this was the case, how could he appear next to him for the second time?
"Who are you!" Ye Long's tone was filled with fear and warning.
"Don't worry, I won't hurt you." The Taoist boy in white couldn't help laughing when he saw Ye Long looking like he was facing a powerful enemy. His white teeth and childlike face made Ye Long even more frightened. He definitely didn't believe it.
What kind of trouble could this little kid in front of me be?
"Seize the fortune, collect the essence, I transform into Sumeru, use up three thousand hard work, teach all things to gain the secret of heaven!" The white-clothed Taoist boy shook his head and recited this poem, and then his eyes went blank and exploded.
It turned into little stars and disappeared, just like the last time.
Ye Long was really frightened this time. If he was surrounded by such an unknown and extremely dangerous character all the time, it would definitely be something that would give him trouble sleeping and eating.
Wait until you see Brother Monkey next time and ask him, Ye Long thought.
Ye Long has been doing the cleaning work at Nantianmen for half a year. In the past six months, the daughter of Governor Chu's family had another recurrence of the disease. Fortunately, Ye Long took action and the medicine cured Chu Yunyi's illness completely.
It was cleaned up. He also cooperated with the police to subdue a robbery case and was praised by Governor Chu for a long time.
During this half-month period, Ye Long gave up the practice of the "Eternal Life Sutra" and devoted himself wholeheartedly to the practice of the "Exercise Sutra". With the assistance of the Divine Milk Rock and the aged fairy wine, Ye Long's practice also improved.
He has made rapid progress and has reached the second level of the mortal stage in just half a month. If he participates in some martial arts competitions now, he can easily win the championship.
As for the cultivation of "The Sutra of Creation", he has not missed a day. Half a year of hard training has greatly increased his mental strength. According to the level of immortal cultivation, he has now reached the thirteenth level of Qi training, which is far from
Advancing to the foundation building stage is just around the corner.
As for the cultivation of spiritual power, Ye Long deliberately slowed down a little. After all, the spiritual energy he cultivated in his body was basically a foreign object - the Tiangang Divine Thunder. He did not dare to absorb spiritual power to further expand the spiritual sea and strengthen the Tiangang Divine Thunder.
Therefore, there has not been much progress in spiritual power cultivation in the past six months, and it has not increased much compared to half a year ago.
Seeing that the cleaning task of Nantianmen was coming to an end, on this day, Ye Long was summoned to Heaven again and the surrounding scene changed drastically. Ye Long was surrounded by four huge houses with different styles. These four houses were similar to each other.
Neighbor, if every house didn't occupy an extremely large area, Ye Long would really have thought it was a courtyard house.
He looked carefully and found that each house had different characters engraved on it. He read clockwise:
"The Heavenly King of the Eastern Kingdom protects the Eastern Shengzhou."
"The King of Growth in the South protects the southern continent."
"The King of Guangmu in the West protects Xiniu Hezhou."
"The king of heaven in the north is often heard to protect Luzhou in the north."
"Four...Four Heavenly Kings!" After reading these four plaques, Ye Long didn't know whose mansion he was going to clean next. These were clearly the famous Four Heavenly Kings!
"Hey hahahaha! But that Ye Long!"
"Ye Long? That boy who even Yang Jian is scared of?"