"The evaluation method is very simple." The spirit of the Taoist Temple slowly raised his hand, the ground in the center of the square cracked, and a dark ancient coffin slowly rose from the ground.
The ancient coffin was made of unknown materials. It was completely sealed and emitted a dark black light.
Wisps of aroma seeped out from the ancient coffin.
"Cultivate yourself and seal it in an ancient coffin. The ancient coffin will give you an evaluation score." The spirit of the Taoist Palace said: "The highest is twenty points and the lowest is zero."
Zhan Wushuang's heart sank, as expected, he still had to cut himself off to cultivate himself.
He stared at the ancient coffin and asked with disbelief: "What is the ancient coffin? Why does he have the ability to evaluate it?"
The Spirit of the Taoist Palace said indifferently: "There are the boots that were once worn by the Guixu Emperor Tomb. They contain a trace of spirituality during life. If your cultivation level is sealed in, it will naturally give a corresponding evaluation."
Bang bang——
Zhan Wushuang's heart beat hard twice, Guixu Emperor's boots?
He heard Emperor Xiaoyao mention that the Emperor of Guixu was an existence that was older than the emperors and could probably be traced back to the creation of the world.
Such a giant holding the sky, even a hair left in the world can kill the sun, moon and stars.
Not to mention boots that have been used before?
The power contained in it may be enough to sweep through the nine-star civilization!
However, with the spirit of the Dao Palace in front of him, he didn't have the courage to worry about the boots inside.
The tyrannical Ninth Realm outside has suffered at the hands of the Dao Palace Spirit, let alone them?
"How to seal the chopped off cultivation base?" Zhan Wushuang asked again.
The term "self-cultivation" is quite general.
Generally speaking, self-destruction cultivation should only include the strength of one body, such as the realm of the Heavenly Dao Lord obtained through hard training.
But the current request of the spirit of the Dao Palace is obviously more than that, it wants to destroy the so-called luck together.
How to cut this off, he had never heard of.
The spirit of the Taoist Palace came over and pressed his palm lightly on the ancient coffin. A black airflow overflowed from the ancient coffin, and then slowly condensed into a dark ancient sword.
After the spirit of the Taoist Palace grasped the ancient sword, the whole body was like stars in the sky, shining densely.
Although it passes in a flash, the all-encompassing picture is deeply memorable.
"Hold this sword!" The spirit of the Dao Palace threw it to Zhan Wushuang.
The latter subconsciously caught it. The moment he caught it, Zhan Wushuang felt as if he was electrocuted, with infinite power flowing through his body, detecting him completely.
And his whole body was surrounded by dappled light groups.
Among them, the most eye-catching one is the emperor's four-piece set, followed by cultivation, and then there are scattered various fields, skills, insights, etc.!
Zhan Wushuang looked over, feeling disappointed.
He had even forgotten many of the things he had practiced in it, such as the techniques he had practiced when he was still a little god master, etc.
Unexpectedly, in front of this strange black sword, everything I have practiced will automatically emerge.
"Using the black sword in your hand to cut them off is equivalent to cutting off your own cultivation." The spirit of the Taoist Palace said: "If you think about it well, then go ahead and leave the rest to the ancient coffin for evaluation."
Zhan Wushuang held the black sword tightly, feeling deeply hesitant.
Is it really worth giving up everything in the past and striving for a result that may not come?
Of course not worth it!
But the ferocious ninth realm outside left him no choice.
Gritting his teeth, Zhan Wushuang raised the black sword and was about to cut off the earliest practiced technique. Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of the old god Su Yu standing aside.
"Don't he need to be evaluated?" Zhan Wushuang said inwardly.
The spirit of the Dao Palace looked at Su Yu and Miss Song: "You two, proceed together."
As a last resort, the two of them walked to the ancient coffin. The spirit of the Taoist Palace patted them continuously, and each took out two black swords and handed them to them.
After Miss Song took hold of it, seven or eight light groups immediately appeared around her body.
Compared to Zhan Wushuang's twenty or thirty Dao, there is a huge difference. It can be imagined that Miss Song's cultivation is relatively simple, because she has the fingerprints of a strong family member, so she has avoided many detours.
Miss Song made a comparison and couldn't help but look at Su Yu: "Er Gou, it's your turn."
She was very curious about how much cultivation Su Yu had to kill him. This guy was really a bit mysterious.
While Su Yu was deep in thought, he slowly took the black sword from the hand of the Taoist Palace Spirit.
The moment he took it, Su Yu suddenly felt as if his whole body was being seen through, even his most private parts were visible.
Then, Su Yu's whole body shone brightly!
Hundreds of light groups are tightly surrounding the whole body!
Its brilliance was so great that it overwhelmed the light of Zhan Wushuang and Miss Song.
Miss Song's eyes widened: "Oh my god, how much have you learned?"
There are more than two hundred large and small light groups. The large ones have eight domains, the soul ancestral art, the Taotie Eyes, the human holy body, the body of chaos. The medium ones have the domains of hundreds of saints. The small ones have the above
Hundreds of types of exercises.
Even Zhan Wushuang, who was familiar with Su Yu, showed a look of deep surprise.
Su Yu has learned far more in his life than he imagined.
Even the spirit of the Dao Palace couldn't help but be moved and said: "It's unexpectedly awesome!"
Su Yu stared at the numerous light groups and was filled with emotions. Many of them were familiar things that he himself had forgotten.
If the ancient sword hadn't made them reappear, Su Yu would hardly be able to remember them.
Everything in it was obtained step by step by Su Yu, representing the hardships Su Yu had gone through step by step.
Now, it is necessary to cut it off in exchange for a brand new future.
The three of them were hesitating. The spirit of the Taoist Palace shook his head and sighed: "A bunch of ignorant people! How can all the methods in the world compare to the Taoism of the Guixu Emperor?"
"If you get it, your achievements will be a hundred times higher than what you are now, and you may even become a giant on par with the emperor."
"No matter how bad it is, there are eight other ancient palaces, and the Taoism inside them is also countless times more powerful than what you have now."
"The emperor's four-piece suit, the human holy body, what do these mean in front of those powerful Taoism?"
"If you are still hesitating, then I can only treat you as a breach of contract and send you out of the hall."
Hearing this, Zhan Wushuang's heart tightened.
He held the black sword, bit it with his back teeth, and said, "Fight!"
He has already lost ten points first, and only by striking first can he have a chance to win.
Tsk-
He struck the smallest light ball with his sword, and immediately, a sense of relief filled his heart.
It was as if something attached to the body had been removed.
And the severed ball of light was also wrapped in the black light from the ancient sword and poured into the ancient coffin.
Miss Song's body ached, and she cut off the smallest ball of light and poured it into the ancient coffin.
Finally, it was Su Yu's turn, and what he cut off was also the smallest light group.
After the three entered the ancient coffin, a line of numbers appeared above their heads.
Zhan Wushuang's head is zero point zero three.
Miss Song's score was 0.02, while Su Yu had the least, only 0.01. (To be continued)