Looking at the direction in which True Lord Linggu and Li Changxiao were leaving, Yang Ji felt filled with emotion.
He didn't expect that a kendo photo would bring him such a great opportunity, which really surprised him.
If he really goes to Canglan Sect three years later, he will be treated like a quasi-Nascent Soul Lord. This standard is so high that thousands of monks look up to him with envy.
This kind of treatment falls on most monks, and it is inevitable that they will feel a little proud in their hearts.
But Yang Ji didn't, because geniuses like Li Changxiao who enjoyed top-notch treatment were not proud, so how could he, Yang Ji, dare to get carried away.
There is no end to the road to immortality, and practicing Qi is just the starting point. He still has a long way to go on the road to becoming an immortal.
The road ahead is long, and if you are confused by temporary gains, you will only tie your hands and feet and close your eyes.
The present is good, but the future is even better.
Because the standards were too high, Yang Ji felt a little uneasy in his heart, but he also had hope.
Standing on the shoulders of the giant of the Canglan Sect, he could see the Dao Sect and the road to becoming an immortal.
His goal is very clear, that is to reach the highest step by step and achieve immortality.
Before becoming an immortal, all good things are illusory.
Time passes easily, and appearance ages easily. A hundred years pass by in an instant, a thousand years pass by in an instant, and ten thousand years are but a brief nap in the long river of time.
Under the immortality, countless monks were buried in the passing years.
If you don't become an immortal, no matter how beautiful you are, in the end, you will be nothing more than a handful of loess.
Perhaps the only thing that is talked about in people's hearts is the cave and the inheritance you left behind during your lifetime.
Yes, maybe your life is carried by future generations in an alternative way, but what they carry is only your will to become an immortal and the inheritance of your skills, not your living soul.
It is not the beautiful soul that can perceive the beauty of the world and touch the fluctuations of life.
If you don’t become an immortal, it will be vain after all!
The Canglan Sect brought him great hope, and Yang Ji wanted to seize it and give it a try.
.......
Time flies, and one year has passed in the blink of an eye.
Everything is business as usual on Batu Island.
Yang Ji practiced in an orderly manner.
During this period, he also noticed a few strange glances. It seemed that there were several monks on the island who had become True Lord Linggu's spies and were secretly observing him.
But he, Yang Ji, had an honest life. He didn't talk about great good, but he couldn't talk about great evil anyway.
He has always had a code of conduct in his heart.
Three points of caution, three points of kindness, three points of sincerity, and one part reserved for Goldfinger's ruthlessness and killing.
In this life, people cannot understand. Although good people in the world are rarely rewarded, he still retains kindness and sincerity, just to live with a clear conscience.
Yang Ji did not deliberately disguise his daily behavior and faced it calmly.
Canglan Sect is considering him, and similarly, he is also considering Canglan Sect.
If they have the same temperament, they will be able to walk together on the great road and work together on the path of immortality.
If the temperament is not congenial, then it means choosing the right path and not working together.
Yang Ji didn't take their observations seriously and continued as usual.
During this period, it is worth mentioning that as the demon power in his body was gradually eliminated, Mang Biao became more and more excited and became more and more interested in finding the demon companion grass.
Yang Ji also has more and more old demon-worn grasses. There are more than 100 plants that are more than 100 years old, more than 30 plants that are more than 200 years old, and even one that is more than 300 years old.
There are so many high-level demon companion grasses, giving him a more leisurely choice.
The effect of the refined Demon Yuan Dan is getting better and better.
As a result, three years have not yet come, and in only two and a half years, his cultivation has not only reached the tenth level of Qi training, but has also taken a big step forward, reaching the peak of the tenth level of Qi training.
In the dantian at this moment, the spiritual power that is as deep as the sea is extremely pure. This scene is like the rolling clouds and mist on the mountain top in the early morning, filling the entire spiritual sea.
However, at this time, it was difficult for him, Yang Ji, to advance further in his cultivation.
Because the Lingshui Jue he practiced was only a low-level technique and could not purify spiritual power from gaseous state to liquid state.
Therefore, it is impossible to break through the foundation building, and it is impossible to create a "spiritual difference" between the spiritual power in the body and the free spiritual energy in the outside world to form an aura.
The level of foundation building is a change in spiritual power and a leap in life.
At this point, without using magic, you can use the aura generated by the spiritual difference to connect with the free aura from the outside world and fly in the air.
At the same time, you can also use the aura to distort attacks and form protection.
A foundation-building master can change the direction of the attack by grabbing it with one hand, or directly compress the aura, causing the attack to collapse and disillusion.
Compared with Qi training, the strength of foundation building has reached another level.
The spiritual power in the body turned into jade liquid, which became ten times more powerful, and the spells it unleashed were even more powerful.
No matter how high the fighting skills of ordinary Qi cultivators are, they can't stop the crazy outpouring of spiritual power from the Foundation-Building monks. This is a saturation attack under a full state.
To achieve foundation building, it is impossible without intermediate or above skills. This is the biggest obstacle for ordinary casual practitioners to advance.
Yang Ji was currently unable to break through, so he spent the rest of the days frantically refining elixirs and cultivating humanoid weapons, while also meeting Mang Biao to learn from each other.
The demon power in Mang Biao's body was almost eliminated by Yang Ji. He responded to every request and was extremely enthusiastic.
All requirements should be met.
With Mang Biao as his sparring partner, Yang Ji became more and more powerful in actual combat, and became more and more proficient in Li Jian Dao.
Cultivation of immortality is important, but cultivation of law is equally important. If I don’t draw my sword, it doesn’t mean that my sword is not sharp.
The tragic experience of Master Cheap's foundation being destroyed was vivid in his mind, and Yang Ji did not want to follow in his footsteps.
If he really becomes an immortal, he can burn his master's magical body containing the best bones for his convenience, and erase the resentment in his life.
...
Time flies, half a year flies by, and three years have arrived.
[Name: Yang Ji]
[Root bone: inferior]
【Lifespan: 28/100】
[Realm: Tenth level of Qi training (51200/51200)]
[Kung Fu: Ling Shui Jue (low level)]
[Great Divine Power: Humanoid Weapon-Volume 1 (Mastery)]
[Great magical power: Gui Zang Sword Technique-Li Jian Dao (Six Points of Sword Intent)]
[Spells: Water Sword Technique (Perfection), Light Body Technique (Perfection)]
Yang Ji looked at his attributes and was quite satisfied. Then he looked at the sky, as if waiting for something.
Seeing Yang Ji standing on the edge of the cliff looking at the sky in trance, Mang Biao couldn't help but feel a complex emotion in his heart. He walked over and said with a smile: "Brother, you are going to Canglan Sect."
"Yes, it's time for Canglan Sect to recruit foreign affairs disciples again. If nothing else happens, I will leave today." Yang Ji said with a faint smile.
"Hey, brother, you should come back to see me more often in the future." Mang Biao sighed, with deep reluctance in his eyes.
Yang Ji glanced at him and said, "Are you afraid that no one will help you get rid of the evil spirit after taking the Demon Yuan Pill?"
"Ahem, are you that kind of person? I really want you to come back often in the future." Mang Biao glanced at him quietly and said with a guilty conscience.
"It's not impossible to come back, but you have to prepare the demon companion grass for me. I'll exchange it for you with the elixir." Yang Ji said with a slight smile.
"Hey, brother, what did you say? Isn't what's mine yours? You can just get it when you come back later." Mang Biao's eyes lit up and he patted his chest quite generously.
Just as the two were talking, a black spot suddenly appeared on the horizon and quickly enlarged in front of their eyes.
The person who came was none other than True Lord Linggu.
Seeing the person coming, Yang Ji felt a little calmer. It seemed that he had passed the test.
"Little friend, let's go, I will take you to the sect!" Zhenjun Linggu said with a smile.
"Thank you, senior!" True Lord Yuanying sent him off in person. This was a great honor. Yang Ji bowed deeply and no longer pretended to refuse.
"Then let's go." Zhenjun Linggu jumped down, grabbed Yang Ji and flew into the sky.
"Brother, you must remember to come back. I will definitely prepare the demon companion grass." Mang Biao shouted towards the two black spots that disappeared rapidly in the distance.
