After killing the demon wolf, Shura still punched the trees in front of the mountain stream.
After yesterday's battle, he had some insights. This time, he no longer simply hit the tree with his Beng Fist, but had an extra mind to be alert to dangers that might appear around him at any time.
To attack, you must also leave some thoughts on defense.
This must be the purpose of the great elder who found a demon wolf to test himself yesterday!
When you punch, you also use your sword. Not only does it have to be powerful, it also needs to be like thunder and lightning, and it can shatter the sky with one punch!
After understanding this truth, Shura's punches became stronger and stronger. The result was that his hands suffered, and in less than an hour they were already a bloody mess!
At nightfall, the tired and paralyzed young man crawled to the cave and lay on the ground, watching the elder who was roasting demon wolf meat gasping for air.
Now he doesn't feel tired, but feels refreshed after venting!
He felt that after all the power in his body was vented, he felt an unspeakable joy!
As if thinking of something, the young man suddenly sat up and looked inside the sea of consciousness. There was a purple bamboo sword suspended there!
That's his sword intention!
The purple bamboo sword has undergone some changes compared to before. Although I can't tell it, I can only feel that my sword intention is getting stronger!
The elder in front of the fire looked at his appearance and smiled lightly: "If your sword intention before was just a bud of grass, then it has grown into a bamboo leaf now... "
"What will the final form be?" Shura asked quietly as he fell to the ground.
"What form will it take? There is a fart form...The final form is that you are the purple bamboo sword, and the bamboo sword is you, and the sword is with you!"
The great elder looked at him and said lightly.
Shura was slightly startled and asked: "The swordsmanship I insisted on before was wrong? What should I do then?!"
The great elder shook his head and said: "The first thing to do when fighting against others is to stick to the sword. But if the opponent is too much stronger than you, if you go to fight in the Golden Core realm now, it will be a dead end. Will you continue to persist?"
"Am I stupid? I must have run away!" Shura looked at him, his eyes full of disbelief. He still fought even though he knew he couldn't beat him. What else could it be if he wasn't stupid?
The Great Elder nodded and replied: "Before going to the wilderness, improve your realm a little more. Your current realm is too low. If you encounter a monster in the Golden Core Realm, you will be dead."
Shura clenched his fist tightly and replied quietly: "Please, Great Elder, please find a Nascent Soul Realm monster to come back!"
The great elder shook his head: "I know this. As long as I encounter it, I will naturally bring it back to you to break the situation!"
Shura sighed and said unwillingly: "If you give me two more years, I will definitely be better than now."
While grilling the meat, the great elder replied softly: "Don't be anxious. The road to spiritual practice is so long. To put it bluntly, you are not yet practicing spiritual practice..."
After saying that, he tore a piece of meat and handed it over. He picked up the wine in front of him and took a sip: "Remember, you owe me a lot of wine, and you have to find a way to pay me back in the future."
Shura looked at him thoughtfully and replied: "When the disciple becomes powerful, go to the wilderness to earn wine money for the great elder."
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Above the mountain stream.
Shura, who had healed his wounds, came to the big tree again.
Bang bang bang...
There were roars in the mountains, and the young Shura started practicing crazily again.
In the previous fight with the demon wolf, he had almost no power to fight back. If he hadn't taken advantage of the black sword, he would have almost died in the demon wolf's mouth. He didn't want that kind of thing to happen again!
Another half month passed in the blink of an eye.
After nearly a month of hard work, I finally made some progress.
The big tree in front of him was as smooth as his body, without a piece of bark.
Shura stood quietly less than two feet away from the tree. After an unknown amount of time, his closed eyes suddenly opened, and his right fist was as fast as lightning, blasting out like a bolt of thunder!
"Boom!" A loud noise!
An invisible fist force came from Shura's arms, reached his fingers, and then blasted forward!
"Click!" A sound!
The tree, which was dozens of feet high and three feet above the ground, was broken by the young man's punch. It let out a final roar, and then fell heavily down the mountain stream. Not long after, it let out another huge roar.
"Rumble!" A huge noise came from the mountain stream.
The young man retracted his fist and looked at the broken tree. There was finally a hint of joy in his eyes: "The spring breeze can kill the demon wolf with one sword, and the summer can break the tree with one punch!"
"A good summer can break a tree with one punch, not bad! Keep up the good work!"
While he was talking, the voice of the great elder came from behind. Shura looked back and saw the great elder dragging a demon wolf and looking at him with a smile.
"Is this the demon wolf in the Nascent Soul Realm?" Shura looked at the great elder and murmured.
The great elder looked at the big tree in front of the senior and smiled and said: "This guy already has the inner elixir. You will refine it tonight. Coupled with the power of spirit and flesh, it will at least allow you to break through the second level."
Shura was shocked when he heard that, if he broke through the second level again, he would be at the sixth level of foundation building.
If I could return to the Taoist Temple in autumn, it would be so terrifying that it would frighten the senior sister, third senior sister and all the senior brothers. Even the master would be frightened, let alone my sister.
"Let's go, strike while the iron is hot! Go deal with this monster wolf now!"
After the great elder finished speaking, he turned and left.
Shura looked at it and didn't care to look at the broken tree in front of him. He would come back to practice here tomorrow.
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At nightfall, an old man and a young man were guarding a fire and roasting meat.
The mountain breeze blows from the mountain stream, like a pair of hands gently caressing the young man's body. Since he broke the foundation, he has given birth to a sea of consciousness.
At this moment, he seemed to have flown over the mountain stream beyond the cliff and saw a white fox looking for food on the opposite mountain. Its light body left a trail of plum blossoms on the grass...
At this moment, he seemed to see his sister who was practicing in Shangqing Temple. He saw that she was as light as a swallow. She slashed out a long sword in her hand and broke a pine branch from it. Pine needles scattered all over the sky... .
At this moment, the kind face of his master appeared in front of his eyes, telling him that practicing cultivation is like sailing against the current...
At this moment, he and the Great Elder came to the wilderness, as if they saw the Great Elder's thirty-six dead brothers, and saw the Great Elder looking up to the sky and crying in grief.
At this time, the young Shura had already fallen down and sat beside the fire.
With his five hearts pointing to the sky, a layer of golden light surged around him, instantly surrounding him, and there was the sound of chanting scriptures.
The great elder sitting aside, drinking and eating meat, was also stunned, thinking, I just helped you refine the inner elixir, why did he suddenly get immersed in this breaking point?
Knowing that the young man was in dire straits, the old man did not bother him and just drank and ate meat.
Shura, who was looking forward to breaking through the realm, just ate a few pieces of meat, drank a bowl of wine, and the inner elixir of the demon wolf was refined with the help of the great elder, so he suddenly faced a breakthrough... ..
The bones and flesh in his body were trembling slightly, and the 206 bones in his body were cracking and reorganizing. The Wen Shi Jing in his mind seemed to come alive.
One by one, golden sutras flew out of the sea of consciousness and gathered in his Dantian, rushing straight into his veins like a golden torrent.
The golden scriptures merged into his blood, and then into the bones of his body. Each of the 206 bones that were re-fissured and reorganized were engraved with golden scripture characters.
At this moment, he has broken through the supreme realm of Wenshi Sutra penetrating into his bones. There is no evil method in the world that can harm his thin body and bones.
At this moment, he is already the indestructible skin of vajra. In terms of the practice of Shangqingguan, the young man at this time has entered the great attainment of the first level of the Wenshi Sutra. When the practice is completed, he can practice the second level of mind. Law.
But it cannot be done, cannot be caused, cannot be measured, and cannot be divided, so it is called Heaven, Ming, God, Yuan, and the combination is Dao...
The elder who was drinking at the side saw the scriptures chanted by the young Shura and murmured: "What a good boy!"
After an hour of practice, the golden Buddha light all over the sky slowly dissipated, and the last golden sutra flew into Shura's heart and merged into the faintly visible blue lotus...
As the great elder was stunned, three golden lights shone on Shura's body.
Three golden lights flashed from the young Shura's body in less than a quarter of an hour, and then gradually disappeared.
The young Shura, under the silent gaze of the great elder, broke through three realms in a row and stood on the seventh level of foundation building.
"This kid, I'm afraid you can step into the golden elixir without winter! It seems that my Shangqing Temple has finally appeared in a legend. God bless me, Shangqing Temple!"
The great elder couldn't help but take another sip of wine and murmured to himself: "Brothers, just wait! It won't be long before you can go home."
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The next day, neither Shura nor the Great Elder went out because it rained heavily at dawn and it still has no intention of stopping.
The elder looked at the young man and smiled and said: "You still have one last test. Otherwise, we can go to the wilderness in the autumn."
When Shura heard this, he couldn't help but shrink his neck, looked at him and asked: "Great Elder, what other ways have you thought of to torture me?"
This time it was the great elder's turn to be in a daze. The method was unfamiliar to him.
He thought for a long, long time, then looked at Shura and said: "I have never practiced that method, so I can't help you. I hope you can try to practice swordsmanship under that waterfall."
"I'm just in the foundation-building realm. Are you asking me to go there and try it? Will it kill me?" Shura was surprised. Why didn't he think of going to the waterfall to practice his sword?
"When the rain stops, I will take you to try it. Your body is not as hard as I said. What are you afraid of?"
Shura looked up at him and said timidly: "We agreed, just give it a try."
The great elder smiled and said, "Just give it a try!"
Before he finished speaking, the sound of rain outside the cave stopped. The Great Elder smiled and said: "Whatever you say, let's go."
Seeing that he couldn't escape, Shura took out his iron sword and followed the great elder towards the river.
The elder shook his head and thought to himself: This guy is the first person to reach the Qingguan realm who dares to practice under the waterfall.
It was incredible, and he couldn't wait any longer.
One by one, they went down the mountain stream and took off their clothes when they came to the river. Looking at the rolling torrent, Shura did not dare to go down.
Unexpectedly, the great elder kicked him from behind and shouted: "I will come to save you before I die."
"Plop!" With a sound, Shura fell into the river and stood in the rushing water. As soon as his feet entered the water, the raging torrent made him shake a little and it was difficult to stand still.
At that moment, he concentrated his energy to stabilize his body, gathered the true energy in his Dantian on his right arm, and stabbed forward with the iron sword in his hand.
What he didn't expect was that a normal sword could break through tree branches with the concentration of true energy, but at this time, the sword could not penetrate even the river water.
As the water rushing down from the waterfall washed away his thin body, he was already swaying in less than a moment.
At that moment, his true energy was sinking. He steadied his horse and inserted his feet firmly into the sand. As his body sank, the river water reached his waist.
Unwilling to admit defeat, he competed with the torrent in the waterfall, one sword, two swords...a hundred swords...
He practiced until he was exhausted, then he screamed... and then he was carried to the shore by the great elder.
From being kicked into the water by the Great Elder to steadying his body, breathing in the river, and making a difficult stab with the sword, he only stayed for a total of one hour. This hour was more difficult for him than a day of training.
Shura, who was lying on the shore like a dead dog, looked at the great elder and said, "Great elder, I don't think this is any easier than me competing with that big tree? Why don't you go down and give it a try?"
The great elder looked at him and smiled: "I am old, and my hope is pinned on you."
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