At the same time, the imperial palace, Wuji Hall.
Yun Wuji suddenly opened his eyes, and a voice came from his belly again.
"Wuya is such a waste. He can't even do the good thing of shielding the heaven and earth's qi. What's the need for dragon veins? I'm afraid it won't be his own if he digs it out, and he will be making wedding clothes for others in vain." The voice in the belly said sarcastically. .
Of course Yun Wuji knew that Wuya was the name of the national master.
In front of his surname is the word "Dao", which is called Dao Wuya.
Yun Wuji also asked at this time: "What happened?"
"His method of shielding Tianji may have leaked some information. Those trashes from the nine major sects seem to have sensed it." The voice in his belly snorted and spoke again: "You can't count on that trash. Count on him for everything. Can’t get it.”
"Are you going to take action?" At this moment, Yun Wuji asked.
"Wait until that loser can't hold on anymore." The voice in the belly said with a smile: "If my calculations are not as good as his, I'd better let him take action first."
"The nine major sects you are talking about are the existences of the Martial Saint level that have found out the clues?" Yun Wuji asked strangely: "But this time was planned before, taking advantage of the time when those powerful Martial Saints were in retreat, to mine as soon as possible Lingshi mine, and then dig out the dragon veins..."
"How could they discover it??" Speaking of this, Yun Wuji said worriedly: "If this is the case, wouldn't we have to face the Nine Martial Saints? Will we still be able to snatch the dragon vein from their hands?"
"Martial Saint??" The voice in Yun Wuji's belly suddenly stopped laughing, then laughed wildly, and said: "Those nine trashes are considered Martial Saint??"
"Let me tell you, if they were real martial saints, Dao Wuya wouldn't even have the scheming thoughts to mine the dragon veins..."
"Huh??" Yun Wuji was a little surprised. He couldn't understand what the voice in his belly meant.
"They are not Martial Saints." The voice in his belly stopped laughing wildly and said seriously: "A true Martial Saint can defeat all kinds of magic with one force. No one dares to plot against a Martial Saint. That is asking for death. A Martial Saint can kill him with just one fist." Dao Wuya was beaten to death hundreds of times."
"Including me, including you, including your entire so-called Dali Imperial Court, in front of Wu Sheng, it is just a piece of waste paper, which will be broken with a light poke. Do you think Dao Wuya dares to plot against Wu Sheng??"
Yun Wuji was in disbelief and said: "This..."
"It's shocking." The voice in his belly sneered, and then said: "So you know why I look down on the sect leaders of the nine major sects now, right? They are all trash, not powerful martial saints. How can there be such a thing in this world? The weak Martial Saint is the strong one.”
"But why do you call them Martial Saints??" Yun Wuji couldn't understand why he called them Martial Saints if they were not real Martial Saints.
"Because they have reached the eighth level and above, there is no special name in the martial arts system, so they can only be called martial saints." The voice in his belly told Yun Wuji some extremely secret things that ordinary people simply cannot Secret information that is impossible to know.
"How can I give you an analogy to their current state?" The voice in his belly pondered for a while, and then said, "You can understand that they are in the realm of Song Zhiwen."
"The seventh rank of Confucianism and Taoism is called a great scholar, and the eighth rank is also a great scholar. But of course you know that the eighth rank great scholar is infinitely close to a saint. He is considered to be above the great scholar, and below the saint, he is called the eighth rank prime minister, also called the eighth rank. A great scholar."
"They are currently in this realm. It is difficult for a Martial Saint to achieve it. Throughout the ages, there have been few true Martial Saints. The truly powerful Martial Saints can only be counted in the long river of history. But you will find that , in the long history of martial arts, there are many martial saints, and the most powerful ones you can remember in the end are actually only a few."
"So their Martial Saint is not considered a Martial Saint, but at most a half-saint, or in other words, a fake saint." The man in his heart smiled and said, "This is how Dao Wuya dares to plot against them. capital and confidence.”
"In the final analysis, the nine great martial saints, the Tao of Peace, Song Zhiwen, and Zhao Wuji are about the same strength. They are about half a pound strong. They are only two or three points stronger."
"And when they really meet a great scholar like Zhao Wuji who enters the Tao through fighting, the Martial Saint's physical advantage will be lost, and the battle between them will be a 50-50 split."
The voice in his belly kept talking at this time, giving Yun Wuji all this knowledge.
Yun Wuji was extremely surprised when he heard this. If it weren't for the voice in his belly telling him everything today, Yun Wuji would really not know this.
"But why is this situation happening, but martial arts has not opened up a new realm??" Yun Wuji was a little confused.
According to the classification of the training system, there are only nine levels of martial arts, there are many eighth levels, and even more seventh levels. The masters of the nine major sects are the most powerful, so they are naturally the ninth level.
But the ninth level is the realm of a martial arts saint.
"Okay, let me ask you, today, among Confucianism, Taoism, and Martial Arts, which cultivation system has the most people?" the man in the belly asked.
"Of course it's martial arts." Yun Wuji didn't hesitate. Martial arts is the most prosperous system of cultivation. Both Taoism and Confucianism have thresholds, but martial arts has no threshold. Even if you are a middle-aged person, you will become a seventh-grade or eighth-grade martial artist in the future. Example of repair.
This has happened a lot in the long history.
"That's it." The man in the belly said: "That's the key. Martial arts practice is the fastest and has the most people practicing it. In fact, in the final analysis, the reason is that martial arts is simple."
"Martial arts training is much simpler than Confucianism and Taoism. Vulgar martial artists mean that they can become extremely powerful without knowing how to read. Who are you going to talk to about this??"
"Cultivation is fast and simple, so martial arts masters emerge in endlessly. I have summarized before that there is a hidden realm above the eighth grade and below the ninth grade, which is the realm of the current martial saints, the real martial saints. When he achieves the Great Perfection, his treasures have been developed to the limit, and he can almost be called an immortal. And I feel that even the Master is not his opponent for the real Martial Saint. The Yang God of Taoism, under the brute force of the Martial Saint Even if you are in a rampage, you will die."
"From this perspective, Martial Saint is the strongest among all cultivation systems."
So powerful? ?
Yun Wuji was a little surprised and felt incredible.
"That's right, the strongest one." The man in the belly continued to say: "But the strongest often also means the most difficult, the most difficult to practice. In the long history, only a few people can achieve it." The man in the belly said. : "The vast majority are above the eighth level. Stopping at this level cannot reach the true ninth level."
"This is why I call them fake saints, or half-saints. To reach this level, they only need time, resources, and a little bit of talent. As for martial saints, I don't know how to cultivate them. "Arrived." The man in his belly said: "Vulgar martial arts practice quickly, but it is the most difficult to reach the peak. Confucianism and Taoism are different. Although they practice slowly, they can eventually become saints. Didn't there appear four Confucianism and Taoism? A saint? Several Yangshen from the Taoist sect also appeared."
"So the final result is that if there are Confucian and Taoist saints, Taoist Yangshen and martial arts saints appear at the same time, everyone will clearly know that the Confucian and Taoist saints are the strongest!"
After the introduction by the person in his belly, Yun Wuji finally understood something in his heart, but there were many things that he still didn't understand and had many doubts. But of course, he had not cultivated to that level, so it was normal for him not to know these things.
When the man in his heart said this, he no longer said anything, but changed the topic and continued to speak.
"But even this is a bit troublesome. After all, there are many people in those nine losers."
"The more people there are, the greater the strength. I'll take a look at the situation. When the time comes, I still have to help Dao Wuya."
"Perhaps we can find some helpers then." The voice in the belly said this at this time. It had already begun to think about how many helpers would really be needed if the nine sect masters really went into battle together. .
…
Meanwhile, the Royal Palace.
The Imperial Master glanced at the unconscious Emperor Taiping, feeling a little palpitated in his heart.
Dragon Luck still lingers around Emperor Taiping. Emperor Taiping was fine before and he could practice with the help of Dragon Luck. However, this time Emperor Taiping was in a coma and Dragon Luck was locked around him, making it impossible for him to absorb the power of Dragon Luck.
His ability to shield the secrets was much weaker. He had already sensed that his shocking plan was being revealed bit by bit, and sooner or later the truth would emerge in the fog.
But there is nothing that can be done about it. If Emperor Taiping acted well, these things would never happen.
No one will notice everything, and he can completely block out everything about dragon veins.
And if there is no dragon luck now, I don’t know if the dragon vein can be drawn out in the future.
"It also alarmed people from the nine major sects." The Imperial Master sighed, all these troubles are difficult to solve.
…
A few days passed in the blink of an eye, and Fang Yi had been at the Lingshi Mine for several days.
The speed of the Lingshi mine has been getting faster and faster recently, a steady stream of Lingshi has been excavated, and the big pit has become bigger and deeper.
It is worth mentioning that the adult who was in the cave before appeared again.
In the past few days, he will personally supervise the work. According to Fang Yi's calculations, the Dragon Vein will be completed in perhaps half a month at most.
That's why the adult came in person.
Fang Yi started calculating from the beginning, but in the end, when he had almost determined the identity of this adult, he forgot everything.
Fang Yi simply stopped calculating. It was a waste of time. He would forget it anyway, but he couldn't run away from him. Sooner or later, he would know who this adult was.
Until this day, Fang Yi suddenly felt terrible pressure coming from the horizon.
It was a pair of eyes that seemed to be above the sky, scanning everything.
But the adult seemed to have been prepared. He took out a silk scarf from his arms, raised his hand and threw it. The silk scarf became extremely huge in the blink of an eye, and then enveloped them all.
The prying eyes disappeared in an instant and glanced elsewhere.
This place was blocked again. Even if a strong person spied on it, nothing unusual was found.
Some people died, but not completely...
