I actually succeeded in building a foundation based on a bunch of old papers? !
However, when Lu Yuan thought about it carefully, it didn't seem so incredible. In fact, it should have been his own behavior that was problematic in the first place.
First of all, does he really not have a foundation-building practice method? Maybe not. You must know that for more than ten years, Lu Yuan has collected countless Taoist methods, and thinks in his mind every day on how to create the "most perfect" Taoist method. This Taoist method, especially the initial stage, has already been calculated thousands of times in his thoughts day and night! No, if you include the auxiliary calculations of the "Lu Yuan brand core host", this number will also have an exponent, and the final recursive result will be an astronomical figure! Perhaps he himself has not admitted it, but just like Mendeleev and the periodic table of elements, the most perfect result may have already existed in his mind.
The emergence of the "Plane Data Library" triggered Lu Yuan's "epiphany" about the birth of the world. The library opened the channel between Lu Yuan's Taoist methods and the power of the world, allowing his foundation-building methods to be sublimated. Now Lu Yuan has officially transcended the concept of cultivating immortals in the method of foundation building, combining the strengths of the main god and cultivating immortals, making it a Tao method that is unique to him and that only he can master!
Perhaps the next golden elixir, Nascent Soul, Earth Immortal, etc. will still depend on the analysis results of Dawn's analysis. But for Lu Yuan, who has found his own path, he has laid a thorough foundation and his future is bright.
Secondly, Lu Yuan chose the path of cultivating immortality because among all the known paths, cultivating immortality is the only method that can be done step by step and has a very high upper limit! Far beyond the paths explored by other powers.
The upper limit of martial arts is the lowest, and there is no path after innateness. The highest realm is roughly the level of Dugu Qiubei and Dongfang Bubai, which is the beginning of another realm. The higher realm is metaphysics; the highest realm of magic is the legendary mage. At this stage, the shortcomings of the magician who pays too much attention to the spirit and neglects the body are completely exposed. It becomes more and more difficult to move forward, either by changing jobs, taking part-time jobs, or by igniting a divine fire; the upper limit of the power of heaven is also very high, and the highest level is the great heaven, which is almost equal to the powerful gods in most worlds.
And the way to cultivate immortality. The representative of the highest realm should be Saint Hongjun. His achievements are above immortals and gods, and the master of a realm!
However, in the initial stage of cultivating immortality, "refining and transforming Qi", in addition to completely giving up the physical body through magic, other cultivation paths also involve this part. Lu Yuan is a master of miscellaneous studies. It is completely possible to learn from the strengths of others...
Well, all the above is Lao Lu's self-justification - he actually just doesn't want to admit that he is lucky, doesn't want to admit that he has encountered a once-in-a-lifetime "epiphany" opportunity, and doesn't want to admit that he just eats sweet potatoes. Can be upgraded!
Because if he admits this, it will be a waste of his... Oh no. Where will the ten years of hard work be placed? !
There is a saying that says, "Do you know how hard I work? I have a fever of 62 degrees and still insist on cooking for Yuqing. I have comminuted fractures in both legs and still practice flying swords... I really can't make it up anymore."
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"Boss, wake up quickly!"
Lu Yuan was waking up from the silence little by little. In the haze, he heard a drake's voice shouting in his ear like a mournful wail. "Onisan! Oppa! Uncle! Uncle! Dad! Official! I kneel down for you, wake up quickly!"
When Lu Yuan opened his eyes, his first thought was - what promised to make the world so different? Why did I see such a mess!
The night is dark on the hillsides and in the sky. There are figures of immortal cultivators dressed in black and masked everywhere. The ruined ancient temple was surrounded by countless people.
Flames burned through the sky! Except for the small corner where Lu Yuan was sitting in Hanshan Temple, the temple and the huge part of the main hall were burning with blazing flames! The iron bell that was originally hung on the beam of the main hall is now lying sideways in the center of the main hall, and the thick bell body has broken into two pieces. Monk Jianglong, with blood dripping from his clothes, fell on the altar table, his life or death uncertain. Surrounded by countless blazing flames, his natal oil lamp appeared to be dying, with a little flame flickering on and off. It seems that a gust of wind can blow it away.
"Old Lu! Brother Lu! Wake up quickly!" Only Nan Mingli's fire sword was left in the hall, blocking Lu Yuan's body. The sword's edge was facing away from Lu Yuan, and he tried to wake him up one after another. There was a cry in his voice. As a flying sword. He really didn't know what to do. He can fly away in the air, so the evil people outside must have no idea about his Buddhist sword.
But no matter how much he wanted to run away, he still stayed in the end, gritting his teeth and blocking Lu Yuan's body.
"You...wuwu~ wake up! Do you know that I can leave you and run away! If you don't wake up, I...I will really leave! I will do what I say." Nan Ming shouted choked with sobs. He didn't even notice that behind him, there was originally no life. Lu Yuan looks like a clay and wood sculpture. At this moment, he quietly opened his eyes, and there was a cold light in his eyes! Only when he looked at Nan Ming Lihuo, his eyes became more moved.
"Nan Ming." A big hand suddenly grasped the hilt of Nan Ming Lihuo's sword, causing Nan Ming's roar to stop abruptly!
"Boss? Boss, you..."
"Shh~" Lu Yuan shushed slightly to stop him from continuing. Nan Ming Lihuo's sword body trembled slightly, and the flames jumped on the blade. There was excitement in it, but more of it was joy! As Lu Yuan spoke, a pure and peaceful spiritual power poured into Nan Ming Lihuo's sword along Lu Yuan's hand holding the sword. This spiritual power is not huge, and among the several users of Nanming, it can only be ranked last.
But this spiritual power is born with a green and sharp edge, as if it were transformed from infinite sword energy. It is the sharpest, toughest, and most in tune with the spiritual power of the sword fairy of Feijian!
"Oh yeah~" Nan Ming couldn't help but twist his body and made a sound similar to that when the tide comes.
Lu Yuan used to rely on Nan Ming's spiritual power to control the sword. This was the first time that he gave his spiritual power back to Feijian. He ignored Nan Ming's unbearable behavior, and with the injection of spiritual power, the entire flying sword suddenly changed its appearance. Li Huo is hidden inside the sword, and the sharp edge is exposed outside the sword. The windy appearance of the Nanming Sword converges into an ordinary long sword with a dark red blade - but this is the true image of the number one flying sword in Buddhism!
And as Lu Yuan's body connected with the sword, a faint layer of demon-subduing fire burned on his body.
Lu Yuan said "Huh" in surprise, raised his sleeves and looked carefully.
This layer of Lihuo sticks to the surface of the clothes, does not touch the sword wielder's skin, and does not burn people. But Lu Yuan could feel that Li Huo not only had a strong protective effect, but could also share the damage suffered by the sword wielder. If Lu Yuan has the Buddhist fire control method, Subduing Demon Lihuo can even transform into a shield, giving the user an additional magical power of fire. Lu Yuan's spiritual power was not strong enough at this moment, and the fire only had a thin layer. He must wait until he gets the Golden Elixir and Nascent Soul. I'm afraid that as soon as I pick up the Nanmingli Fire Sword, my body will be filled with blue light and bright flames!
After Lu Yuan woke up, his body had climbed to the level of foundation building. He was a "wicked person" recognized by heaven. Nineteen heavenly tribulations will naturally follow.
The external calamity clouds and thunders have not yet arrived, but the tangible and invisible inner demons accompanying the heavenly calamity have already quietly struck. These extraterrestrial demons from his inner world originally wanted to take the opportunity to invade Lu Yuan's spiritual world, but they never imagined that Nanming's Li Huo was the nemesis of these inner demons. Thin flame. Keep them out of the body. Of course, the inner demons of the Nine Heavenly Tribulation will not be too powerful. This is just because Jiangmo Lihuo is not strong enough, otherwise the light from the flames alone can directly turn these weak demons into ashes.
"Boss," Nan Ming suddenly remembered something and said very flatteringly. "You are not lacking in spiritual power now, and I am so useful. Do you think...can I become a regular member? Even the little girl Yun Guina is a direct descendant. You can't give up on me! Please support me, I will warm the bed. When the time comes, Each of us has a sword, and our swords are one. We cut down from the street to the end of the street in one breath..."
"Turn your head around and continue to be your temporary worker!" Lao Lu's tense breath immediately made Nan Ming vent his anger. He said angrily, "Don't think that the position of temporary worker is not important! There is no temporary worker. Workers, who will take the blame!"
At this time, he also roughly understood the various magical uses of Nanming Lihuo. With a flick of his fingers, a spark flew out from his fingertips and landed on Monk Jianglong's natal oil lamp. Monk Jianglong is his clone, so he naturally understands the situation very well. As long as the core of the Ioun Stone is not broken, there is no danger to life. The reason why Jianglong is still in coma. It's because the strength is overdrawn. If it is not treated in time, this Buddhist practice may be ruined.
Jiangmo Lihuo fell into the oil lamp, and the light finally gradually brightened. Seeing that Monk Jianglong's face had returned to some ruddy color.
At this moment. The second stage of the Heavenly Tribulation has officially begun. The calamity clouds gathered in the sky, pressing blackly on the top of Hanshan Temple, far away from the raging fire. Between the dark clouds, there are blue electric lights crisscrossing the sky.
The evil sects surrounding the mountain all have foundation-building skills at worst, and they are all experts who have been struck by lightning. He is no stranger to the Nineteen Heavenly Tribulation. It's just that cyan lightning that no one seems to have seen before. To be on the safe side, the people surrounding the mountain slowly withdrew a short distance away.
"There are people in the temple who are going through the Nine Heavenly Tribulation? But how could they attract the extremely rare Qingxiao evil-killing divine thunder!" The red-haired ancestor known as the "Encyclopedia of the Immortal World" appeared again, and introduced to everyone in the sky. . "This divine thunder will never appear in the world until it lies dead for thousands of miles! The appearance of Qingxiao's evil-killing divine thunder means that someone in the temple has killed Yingye, and it has reached a point where God can't wait to get rid of him! It's so awesome, I didn't expect that there is such a person in the temple!
But I clearly remember that there seems to be only one monk in the temple...oh, should it be two monks? "
The red-haired man couldn't understand either. He thought about the monk Yuan Shu and the old farmer-like monk. Neither of them looked like a butcher who had slaughtered over ten thousand people. In other words... is it true that "putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha immediately" is actually true? !
Qingxiao's Evil Killing Thunder is a very special type of Heavenly Tribulation, specially used to kill those cultivators who are bloodthirsty and have committed large-scale massacres. According to legend, this divine thunder contains the thoughts and questions of the killed person before death, and after being strengthened by the heavenly tribulation, it can directly point to the heart! The more people kill people, the stronger their thoughts will be! When the time comes, thousands of people will point their fingers, thousands of people will question you, and their words will be like swords, which contain the power of heavenly calamity!
No matter if you are a bloodthirsty maniac, no matter how ungrateful you are, no matter how inhumane you are, no matter how cold-hearted you are, you will still be destroyed by those thousands of thoughts before your death! Eventually the spiritual world is destroyed and he dies! It can be said that it is the most terrifying kind of tribulation thunder for evil spirits and heretics! It is precisely because of the existence of this kind of tribulation thunder that in this world, even the devils dare not carry out large-scale massacres with their own hands. As for those ferocious beasts who have become spirits, if they killed too much during the period of ignorance, most of them will be beaten to ashes by this kind of thunder when the general accounts are calculated.
And what Lu Yuan has to face now is exactly this kind of disaster. It's a pity that Lao Lu has no idea about the types of tribulation thunder. He doesn't know whether it is rare or not. At this time, seeing that the calamity thunder was about to fall, he still slowly lifted up the two huge broken bells, and then put Monk Jianglong into the bells and closed them to protect them.
Then, he placed a lightning rod on the iron clock...
Nan Ming was speechless - although cheating on his teammates was just routine.
But Jie Lei is not an ordinary thunder, okay! The thunderbolt will definitely not miss. Your c lightning rods are useful for wool!
Lu Yuan admired his "masterpiece" for a while, and finally thought of asking about some doubts. "I think you should be fine for a month. How could it be so miserable? Could it be that I overstayed my deadline? Nan Ming, by the way, how long have I been in seclusion?"
As soon as he mentioned this, Nan Ming couldn't help but tremble and shouted at the top of his voice.
"How long are you asking? How long are you asking! A whole year, boss! A whole year!"
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ps: I saw everyone’s comments in the book review section, they were very sharp and I’m very satisfied. Sure enough, they are all submarines and cannot be exploded. (To be continued.)
