Does the so-called test mean surviving a brutal fight? This is to verify their strength.
Yan Xing looked around and found an interesting place.
Lingxuan Realm led by Lei Meng and others, several Mochen Realm including him, Xumi Realm, and Shenzang Realm true disciples such as Wang Baoer.
Interestingly, from low to high, the extraordinary monks are almost all gathered together.
Xian Qiuming smiled and said nothing. He saw everyone's doubts, but did not intend to explain in depth. He just said with a smile: "This is just the beginning. You will not need to know until you arrive at the Fortress of Sighs alive."
"Understand too much. If you die, everything will be in vain. It is meaningless."
The Xuanqing Shenzhou must stop every seven days to buffer the load so that the material particles that vibrate violently at the speed of light will not collapse. In other words, if those forces insist on clinging to it, they will have to fight bloody battles every seven days.
Moreover, the ambushed enemies will only become stronger and stronger.
At their speed, it would take at least half a year to reach the Fortress of Sighs.
There was no fool present, and they all figured out the key in an instant. They couldn't help but frown, and a solemn look flashed in their eyes.
"Hahaha!"
"Qiu Ming, you scared them, so why are there so many enemies for you to kill? If the other party is smart, they will never ambush more than five times. We will be safe most of the time."
"Besides, we have to deal with the strong ones. What you have to do is to be invincible in the same realm. Moreover, when facing an enemy that crosses a large realm, you don't want to be able to fight back, but you have to calmly save your own life."
After hearing this, the disciples frowned even more tightly. Are you kidding me? Is it so easy to cross a big realm?
"Yen punishment."
Xian Qiuming turned around to look, his expression was gentle, and he did not hide the admiration in his eyes. He saw that Yan Xing had killed many opponents in the Xumi realm. This kind of exaggerated combat power was rare in the world.
"You performed the best in this battle. Tell me, what reward do you want? Pills, magic weapons, or techniques?"
I don't lack what you said. Yan Xing secretly complained, but he didn't move slowly. He stood up and raised his hands and said, "Can I choose the source of truth?"
Taoyuan, Taoyuan again!
This time, everyone looked at Yan Xing with strange eyes. They didn't know why he wanted so many Taoist sources. He accepted them all regardless of their rank. Was he trying to establish a sect? Prepare in advance for the disciples you will recruit in the future?
"Can."
"But Principle Source is not a standing material, and it is useless to carry it with me. Therefore, I only have one rare-level law fragment here, and I have to find a source refiner to deal with it..."
"Fragments of the law can also be used!"
Hearing Yan Xing's insistence, Xian Qiuming didn't know what to say. He nodded and took out a jade box engraved with runes. He could vaguely feel the aura of tyrannical laws sealed on it.
After taking the jade box, Yan Xing sat down with satisfaction. In just a few words, he easily acquired eleven more rules. Things that others may think are worthless are the supreme treasures to him and are much more useful than other foreign objects.
"Everyone has spent a lot of money in this battle. Just so I killed the evil cultivator's pet just now and roasted it and ate it to replenish your health."
Before he finished speaking, Xian Qiuming reached into the storage ring, pulled out a huge thing thousands of feet long, and threw it heavily on the deck.
boom--
This thing is a dragon, right?
Yan Xing raised his brows. This creature had five claws, and red scales the size of a basin were surrounded by divine light. The two dragon horns on its ferocious head were thrust into the void. Even if it was dead, its ferocious aura was still breathtaking.
"This is a red blood dragon. It only needs a little heat to transform into a real dragon."
"The dragon is just a beast, with average strength, but the meat is still very delicious."
There was no need for Xian Qiu Ming to take action. Several strong men from the world of mortals had already picked up their knives, peeled off their skin and cramped their skin, and set up a bonfire with pieces of purple wood.
Seeing this scene, Yan Xing sighed in his heart. The extraordinary beings in this world are so crazy that eating dragons and cooking phoenixes is a routine operation.
Crackling!
It is definitely impossible to use ordinary fire for this kind of strange beast. This purple wood is a kind of spiritual wood, which contains abundant spiritual energy. The purple flame it burns is extremely hot and can give the barbecue a special aroma. There is no need to add other ingredients. .
Half an hour later, the rich fragrance had already overwhelmed Shenzhou. The disciples who had never seen such a scene secretly swallowed their saliva with greedy expressions on their faces.
"Eat as much as you can. Only by eating meat can you gain strength."
"Thank you, Mr. Xian!"
The spiritual energy contained in blood food is gentle, unlike elixirs that have hidden dangers of erysipelas. Everyone has long been hooked, and they are not polite. They tear off a large piece and start making it.
Haha, can you beat me in the eating competition?
Yan Xing's fire was fully activated, and [Swallowing Heaven and Earth] was running wildly. After a few mouthfuls, a dragon's leg was formed. Pure energy poured into the life orifice, and the chest was radiant, as if it had swallowed a sun.
The monk's physical body is powerful, and his digestive ability is also extremely terrifying. Even if he swallows fine iron, it can melt instantly.
In less than half an hour, the thousands of feet of red blood dragon was completely eaten, even the bones were chewed and swallowed.
Hiccup~
After having had enough wine and food, everyone sat around the bonfire, with comfortable faces on their faces. Fluorescent energy was exhaled from their mouths and noses, and the fatigue after the battle was gone.
"Being born is like a mustard seed, and the heart is like a mote of dust hiding a thousand things!"
Xian Qiuming closed his eyes, shook his head, and began to discuss Taoism with the deacons and elders around him. What he talked about was the fine dust realm and the Sumeru realm, explaining it in simple terms and analyzing it in depth.
Yan Xing's heart moved, seemingly unintentionally, but in fact he was giving instructions to these little guys.
"All tangible matter in the world is composed of particles. The same particles, in different combinations, can show differences in clouds and mud."
After saying that, Xian Qiuming raised his hand and sucked a piece of red-hot charcoal from the bonfire into his hand. The blazing high temperature could not hurt him at all.
boom!
Xian Qiu Ming clenched his hands fiercely, and his fists erupted with dazzling white light, high temperature and high pressure, like a small sun, and the surrounding void was distorted.
"It's force."
Slowly spreading his palm, the charcoal has changed its appearance and turned into a crystal clear stone.
Pinch a diamond with your bare hands! ?
The corner of Yan Xing's mouth twitched. He had some doubts about whether Xian Qiu Ming was a time traveler. Otherwise, why would he be so coquettish? He knew how to show off.
"One force can break all laws. Pure power, as long as it is strong enough, can also change the arrangement of material particles."
"Look again."
Xian Qiuming sucked in another piece of charcoal, placed it flat on his open palm, stretched out his index finger and tapped it lightly.
Buzz!
Silently, the charcoal trembled slightly and turned into transparent stone.
"That's what it means."
"The mote realm can only observe the flesh and blood particles in the body. You can see them, but it is difficult to control them. When you step into the Sumeru realm, you can not only control the physical body, but also intervene in countless material particles in the outside world. Of course, consciousness Whether it is strong or not is the key.”
"It's just a matter of turning stones into gold and turning a deer into a horse."
In one sentence, the magical power of Sumeru Realm can be summarized. Dead and living things can be reconstructed from the particle level.
Isn’t this what the Immortal family’s methods are all about?
