'Fourth grade Daoji! '
The handsome young man across the table had a look of surprise in his eyes.
You must know that in the sect, there are only a few senior brothers and sisters who he can't compare to, and they have created the foundation of the fourth grade!
Those who are based on Taoism are divided into ten levels.
The first grade is the highest, the second grade is the second, and the third grade is the third.
And so on, until the ninth level.
It is basically difficult for monks who have built the eighth or ninth grade Dao Foundation to break through the late stage of foundation construction in this life. Even in the middle stage of foundation construction, it is difficult to achieve perfection in cultivation.
However, the ninth-grade Taoist foundation is not the lowest Taoist foundation.
For example, Zhou Zuoli of the Zhou family.
This person must have taken a special kind of spiritual fruit when he was young, and was able to build a Tao foundation by virtue of his middle-to-low qualifications. The Tao foundation he created was the lowest Tao foundation that was not good enough, so he could only stay at foundation building for the rest of his life. First level, no matter what method is used, it is difficult to go further.
If the Taoist foundation cast by monks is of the seventh grade, there is a slight hope of breaking into the realm of pill formation. If it is of the sixth grade or fifth grade, the hope of breaking into the realm of pill formation will be doubled, and the fourth grade will be cast. As long as Daoji monks practice step by step, if nothing unexpected happens, they will all come into contact with the shackles of the Danjie realm, and the chance of breaking through is more than half!
"It's a pity that the golden nature is hard to find here."
"Even if this little cultivator forms a pill, he can only follow the old path of his predecessors. He doesn't have any marks of a big shot. He will most likely become the treasure of some old monster in the future... It's a pity that our sect has never accepted anyone with cultivation level. Otherwise, this little cultivator would be able to enter our sect."
The female cultivator who was called 'Uncle Master' by the handsome young man shook her head and sighed.
Before the handsome young man could think through these words.
The female cultivator was beautiful and stretched out, and said with a smile: "You are really trapped! There are so many talented people in the world, so why bother? But we are destined to meet each other. I will help you get through this disaster!"
Strange to say.
The words spoken by this female cultivator were clearly not covered up in the slightest.
It stands to reason that on the second floor of the shop that rents the cave, there are many monks drinking and dining. They are all smart people, but they seem to have never heard a word of this female monk. Even the female monk and the handsome man across the table The male cultivator walked by without noticing the pair of uncle and nephew.
It's as if these two people don't exist here!
After the female cultivator finished speaking, she pointed her finger in the distance.
Hazy white light emanated from the white fingertips of the female cultivator, causing ripples in the surrounding light. Then, as if fiddling with a water curtain, the female cultivator stroked her fingertips, and a white streak condensed out. , fell silently into the rain curtain outside the window, leaving no trace at all.
"It is expected that the power of this ray of Taiyin will be enough to survive this calamity. I have a premonition that I will see Xiao Xiu again in the future."
The female cultivator said to herself.
Immediately, he raised his eyes to look at the handsome young man across the table and said with a smile: "Since my nephew has finished his work, I will send my nephew back."
"Thank you for traveling, uncle."
The handsome young man across the table stood up and clasped his fists respectfully.
This fist clasping gesture is sincere.
If it hadn't been for the help of the seemingly young uncle in front of him, who had to wait so hard to come back, the day lilies were cold, and the Zhou family tree fell and scattered, where would he go to find his enemy and avenge this blood feud?
"My nephew has done a lot of killings this time. After returning to the sect, he needs to recite the Taishang Xuanling Sutra thousands of times to get rid of his karma. If he doesn't do this, there will be disaster in his future practice! There are lessons from the past, and my nephew needs to be careful. Remember, don’t treat someone’s good intentions as useless nagging.”
The female editor spoke out.
The handsome young man hurriedly agreed: "Yes! After my nephew returns, he will immediately go to the Sutra Collection Hall to get rid of the karma created by this time."
The female cultivator looked at the young man's respectful face, her eyes deep, she was speechless for a few moments, and then she fluttered her sleeves.
Uh-huh!
The two of them disappeared instantly.
The tables, chairs, and benches where the two of them were originally located turned into phantoms and dispersed. On the second floor of the rented Dongfu shop, the space seemed to be slowly shrinking, but none of the diners in the hall noticed it.
…
Zhoujiafang City is still in chaos.
Not much has changed because of that person's departure.
The monks, either due to past grudges, greed, or just joining in the fun, got involved in this chaos for various reasons. They killed corpses and blood flowed all over the ground, making it very lively.
The Zhou family's market, which had been standing for two hundred years, was in danger in just two days after the Zhou family's destruction.
The overthrow seemed to happen only in an instant.
Many shop owners were as anxious as ants on a hot pot, thinking about countermeasures one by one, but they couldn't get around the word strength. In the end, they could only succumb to the chaos and accept that Zhoujiafang City would be destroyed. It was so sad to see the white spirit stone slipping away in front of my eyes.
The owners of these shops are pretty good.
Either they have enough strength to save the store in a short period of time, or they have a strong background that can intimidate Xiao Xiao.
As for these shops that have not been destroyed, other shops and places in Zhoujiafang City have long been destroyed. Waves of monks are fighting on the ruins of the shops, and there are several corpses of low-level monks. , was stepped into the cracks of the muddy broken bluestone.
"Die more. The more you die, the richer I will become."
This island is beneath the broken bluestone and among the soil.
A young monk with a dark yellow brilliance on his body swept the scene above with his vicissitudes of time and silent eyes. He seemed to be able to see through the thick soil. He held a long-necked black bottle in his hand, and in the other hand he looked like a monk. Continuously pinch out the finger tips to pour the spiritual light into the bottle.
As the spiritual light passed through the soil and landed on the long-necked bottle, the long-necked bottle glowed with a dark luster, absorbing all the flesh and blood of the corpses above.
"Senior Brother He, Senior Brother He!"
"Ten miles to the east, it seems that a Foundation Establishment senior has gone crazy and is about to perish! Senior brother, aren't you lacking the flesh and blood of a Foundation Establishment monk to use for time training?"
A delicate and graceful voice sounded in the mind of this young monk, making his eyes light up.
However, there was some hesitation in turning to this practice.
The person who sent the message to him was a junior sister from the sect. She was always good-natured and would not deceive him. However, her words were simple and crude, and they were mostly hearsay. Even if they were true, how easy was it to pick up the foundation-building cultivation? Even if a foundation-building cultivator really dies, his body will turn into the power of heaven and earth and dissipate.
By then, what benefits can he earn?
With this thought in mind, the cultivator glanced at the long-necked bottle in his hand, his eyes slightly dazed, and he thought fiercely: 'If you die, you will die! By only collecting the flesh and blood of these low-level Qi Refining monks, when will we be able to refine a top-quality iron corpse that can rival the Great Perfection of Qi Refining? What can you do to get top 100 in the sect competition? Anyway, I have the secret earth escape technique taught by my sect, so I don’t expect to gain much advantage and my life will not be in danger! "
…
The island where Zhoujiafang City is located is ten miles away to the east.
On a reef that had been washed clean by a heavy rain, the waves continued to beat. Amidst the strong wind and rain, a five-color lotus bloomed above the reef, radiating a large area of five-color fluorescence, illuminating the surrounding area for hundreds of feet. Bright, with a touch of poignancy.
The number of monks watching around has increased several times.
In addition to the many Qi-refining cultivators who were watching, there were also the auras of several Foundation-building monks, vaguely hidden in the rain.
At this moment, several foundation-building monks who rushed to Zhoujiafang City to reap the benefits were gathered around this small reef, each with their own thoughts and watching quietly. These foundation-building monks were all quite far apart, with expressions on their faces. Greed is mixed with wariness of other foundation-building monks. Once the obsessed comrade dies, there will be a fight between them.
The small reef is only a few feet in diameter. Since its birth, it has probably never experienced such a lively scene or battle.
It seemed to tremble slightly in the wind and rain.
This is certainly not a trembling cold rock without life.
The person who originally made the figurines was the monk in black with his eyes closed among the five-color lotus that appeared above the reef, that is, Gu Qing.
Gu Qing's breath was no longer as fluctuating as before.
The reason for this is not that he has recovered from his obsession.
But just now, a wisp of white brilliance came from nowhere, landed in his Dantian Qi sea, and merged into his Daoji.
This wisp of white brilliance is extremely magical, with a hint of coldness but not coldness. It falls on his Dao foundation and bridges the cracks on his Dao foundation and the five-color lotus platform. m.
Along with the five-color lotus platform, cracks were closed one after another.
Gu Qing's condition is no longer getting worse.
He was able to have more time to solve his mental problems.
'This time I went crazy, I was really caught off guard. '
Gu Qing sat cross-legged on top of the rock, turning a blind eye to the monks nearby. He raised his head slightly and looked at the rain falling continuously above him.
The raindrops are like beads, connected together by invisible forces, turning into rain lines that twist and deform in the wind, falling down.
Gu Qing stared at a drop of rain.
The world in front of him seemed to slow down.
He saw his reflection clearly in the raindrops.
He was a young man with a pale face and a cold expression. His black robe was wet from the rain, revealing a slightly thin and slender body.
He seemed to have thought of something.
His lips moved slightly, but in the end he just sighed.
People and things in the world are just like these drops of rain, born in the clouds, along an unknown trajectory, disappearing in the soil, streams, mountains, rocks, rivers and lakes. In this way, the world's things are connected into a big network and become a world. It looks like a huge chess game with no one to hold the pieces, and the path to the birth and death of all things lies in it.
He walked out of Huaining County, his hometown, and looked back in detail, not even a shadow of his old friend could be seen, and his enemies could hardly get into his heart and were hated by him every day.
He suddenly realized that he was really like a passer-by, with an indifferent state of mind, and everything was indifferent to his eyes. He was walking by in a hurry, and there was nothing to be attached to. He said that he was not affected by cause and effect, but in fact he seemed to be confused.
Just like the loneliest raindrop in the raindrops all over the sky, it has nothing to do with the other raindrops, and its birth and death are silent.
The heart has nothing to rely on, and is shaken by external silence.
The dam is about to burst, but if there are ant nests, it will flow thousands of miles away.
Boom!
Suddenly, there was a sound of thunder in the rain.
Gu Qing had some enlightenment in his heart.
"Don't ask about cause and effect, don't think about right or wrong, don't avoid disasters, don't hide from karma, just follow your heart's desires and establish the Tao with your body! There is no blame in this way, why say anything else? I use those people as cannon fodder, this is the cause, no matter what kind of bitter consequences , I accept it! Just do it, there is no need to go into the reasons!"
"I will break the obscurity of obsession now!"
Gu Qing spoke calmly, and the sound shocked his heart.
Before he finished speaking, his great Five Elements Condensation Method, which he had tried several times since falling into this situation, still failed to operate, actually started to operate on its own after he understood the key point of it!
His state of mind also became lofty.
Some people died, but not completely...
