According to Gantang's previous instructions to him, Chen Luo was asked to "disappear" for a while to eliminate the speculations of the major demon clans in the Southern Wilderness about the rules of Elephant Valley in the vast wilderness. But now, not long after he returned, he was asked to go to the Qilin Territory. Something important must have happened.
What's more, this time Brother Wuji's message was very clear, saying that "King Qilin" asked him to go back.
The Qilin King sits in the Qilin Territory and naturally cannot leave. Why can't we pass on any news, but we have to tell Chen Luo face to face?
Naturally, Chen Luo didn't dare to delay. After a little preparation, he planned to set off. However, before he could get out of the confines of Si Zhuguo, Chen Luo had to stop and returned to Fangcun Mountain.
The so-called plan could not keep up with the changes, and Chen Luo found that he was about to make a breakthrough!
According to Chen Luo's own estimation, it will take some time to reach the peak of the fifth level, and the fastest is ten days. But God is not as good as man, and the release of the new chapter of "The Legend of White Snake" actually brought another effect - the long-stopped "The Legend of the Eight Immortals" became a bestseller in Daxuan again.
Even a part of "The Legend of the Eight Immortals" was passed down by the Confucian students who came to Nanhuang to teach. Because of the plot of "Sword Prison locks Fa Hai and accepts Xu Hanwen as a disciple", the demons in Nanhuang also have a strong interest in the character Lu Dongbin. Full of admiration.
Of course, if there was no Taoist sect to add fuel to the flames, Chen Luo would definitely not believe it!
In addition, perhaps due to the impending bloodline tide, in conjunction with the Liaozhai and Shanhaiqiwen he wrote, many demon clans have been promoted, especially the snake clan and the fox clan, and these promotions have fed back some of their power. To Chen Luo.
Therefore, under the combination of various factors, Chen Luo was able to move a step faster than he expected and break through ahead of schedule!
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Returning to the Wutong Forest, he used Fangcun Mountain to set up a barrier and asked the mastiff to guard the perimeter. Chen Luo closed his eyes.
The fourth level of martial arts, walking six thousand miles, becoming the fire of the human race, burning the body of martial arts, lighting the way forward.
At this time, Chen Luo's body exuded a mysterious aura. Chen Luo's body was like a furnace. Countless martial arts true meanings were condensed in the furnace, and martial arts insights were gathered into one furnace.
The waves in Chen Luo's soul sea were rolling, as if there were countless figures appearing in the sea of souls, performing various martial arts.
If it were an ordinary martial artist who was proficient in the true meaning of two martial arts and could break through this step, it would not take long. However, as the master of martial arts, Chen Luo understood the true meaning of martial arts as vast as the sea. This meditation actually lasted a whole day and night. time.
In the future, the path of martial arts will be called perfection by one day and one night. The longer the time of condensing and comprehending, and the closer it is to one day and night, it means the greater the potential of martial arts. Of course, this is a story later.
When the same time came the next day, Chen Luo's closed eyes suddenly opened. In Chen Luo's eyes, the phantom shadows of the sun and moon alternated. Then, streaks of colorful energy that were almost as real as the real thing came from Chen Luo's eyes. Flowing out of the body.
The seven-colored energy condensed and never dispersed, slowly condensing in front of Chen Luo. First it looked like a torso, then limbs extended from the torso, and finally it slowly condensed into a head whose face could not be seen clearly.
As soon as this colorful body appeared, a violent sense of power shook the surrounding void. A whirlwind seemed to rise in the sycamore forest, blowing down many leaves.
You know, on ordinary days, no matter how hard the little cultivating monsters hit the sycamore tree, none of the leaves will fall off. But now it seems like autumn is coming, and the leaves are falling like rain.
The fourth level of martial arts: Fire Intention.
Chen Luo looked at the martial arts true body in front of him, which was condensed from countless martial arts true meanings, and a strange feeling arose spontaneously.
It is as if this martial arts true body is his newly born hands and feet, which can be controlled as he wishes. A single thought is like controlling his body.
"Dharmakaya!" Chen Luo sighed.
Among the paths of cultivation known to Chen Luo, only Western Region Buddhism can cultivate the Dharmakaya. The so-called Bodhisattva lowers his eyebrows and Ming Wang glares. Most of the Western Region Buddhism uses Bodhisattva statues as their deities to walk in the world, and Ming Wang statues as their main body. Dharmakaya suppresses reincarnation.
However, Chen Luo was not clear about the connection between the twin bodies of Bodhisattva and King Ming in Western Buddhism, but this did not prevent Chen Luo from realizing that his martial arts true body was a Dharmakaya-like existence.
And martial arts will also become the second avenue of cultivation besides Buddhism in the Western Regions that can cultivate the Dharmakaya.
However, the martial arts true form is not just that.
When they were six thousand miles away, Chen Luo realized in his heart that the greatest significance of this martial arts true body was: to die as a substitute!
Martial arts are full of dangers, and in desperate situations, there is a martial arts true body that can take the place of one's own body.
It can be said that a fourth-level warrior has two lives!
Thinking of this, Chen Luo's train of thought suddenly went astray: Could it be that the senior brother was attracted by this and then integrated into the martial arts?
It’s hard to say!
The thought of teasing his senior brother passed away in a flash, and Chen Luo continued to look at the martial arts avatar in front of him.
The ability to die in one's true body, which is so defiant, naturally has its roots. For example, the martial arts true body in front of Chen Luo is not yet capable of taking the place of death.
Because there is one last step to break through to the fourth level of martial arts: injecting soul!
Chen Luo concentrated, and the sea of souls surged again. Finally, seven waves broke away from the sea of souls and flew out from the center of Chen Luo's eyebrows.
Red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purple!
Seven colors!
Like a rainbow.
These are the seven souls born from Qi during the Six Thousand Miles of Martial Arts—
The first one is called Corpse Dog, the second one is Fu Shen, the third one is Bird Yin, the fourth one is Swallowing Thieves, the fifth one is non-poisonous, the sixth one is to remove filth, and the seventh one is Smelly Lungs!
The Seven Souls were conceived in the sea of souls, and from the moment they were born, they strengthened the souls of warriors every moment. As far as Chen Luo knew, this was the second way to strengthen the souls through cultivation besides Taoism.
But now, the seven souls have come out and turned into a seven-color rainbow bridge, connecting Chen Luo's deity and dharma body.
A strange feeling arose in Chen Luo's heart, and there was a tearing pain in his body, but then a force surged out from the dharma body and fed back to Chen Luo's body, and the tearing pain was slowly diluted. .
When the pain completely disappears, it is replaced by a cool feeling that spreads throughout the body. This cool feeling travels from the skin to the flesh, then to the internal organs, bones and blood, and finally circulates throughout the body along the meridians. When the coolness traveled through all the acupuncture points all over his body, Chen Luo heard a muffled sound of "chugging" coming from his body.
Forty acupuncture points belonging to the fourth level suddenly opened, greedily absorbing the energy in Chen Luo's body.
At this point, the soul infusion is completed. From now on, Chen Luo and Dharma Body are one body and two lives!
Chen Luo opened his eyes again, this time his eyes flashed in seven colors, and the seven-colored dharma body also moved, slowly walking towards Chen Luo.
Chen Luo remained still, letting the dharma body walk towards him, one step, two steps... Finally, the dharma body reintegrated into Chen Luo's body.
At the moment when the Dharma body merged into the physical body, Chen Luo felt another force coming out of his body. This force was almost the same as his previous strength. Almost at the moment of completing the fourth level, Chen Luo's energy doubled. .
"He can fight at the top level!" Chen Luo felt silently in his heart for a moment and came to a conclusion about his current combat power.
However, Chen Luo's breakthroughs have not stopped yet.
After all, he is the master of martial arts!
Chen Luo closed his eyes again, and his soul flew into the underworld. When he opened his eyes again, he was already standing on a colorful avenue.
Chen Luo's eyes swept across the colorful avenue. Compared with when it was first opened, the colorful avenue was much wider at this time. On the colorful avenue, the endless colorful figures were walking forward step by step. The avenue also resonates with the figures, constantly providing them with strength.
Chen Luo glanced at the figures in front and smiled slightly. They were all acquaintances.
But just when Chen Luo was about to look away, he was suddenly startled and frowned slightly.
Because among the many figures, there is one figure that is extremely conspicuous. That figure is about four thousand miles away, walking forward very firmly, but there is an empty space around it, and no one is approaching. The most eye-catching thing is that An explosive red hair.
"Interesting!" Chen Luo was slightly satisfied and then looked away.
At this time, Chen Luo turned around. The six-thousand-mile colorful avenue in front of him existed, but it was slightly illusory. Chen Luo smiled slightly and stepped on it.
In an instant, the colorful avenue trembled. At Chen Luo's feet, the six thousand miles of illusory avenue quickly solidified. As the avenue solidified, countless colorful light points seemed to fly out from the avenue, float towards the dense crowd of people behind, and fall into inside their bodies.
In the blink of an eye, all the figures paused for a moment, and then seemed to move forward a little faster.
Chen Luo didn't pay attention to these details. He exhausted his eyes and looked at the end of the colorful avenue. As Wen Yunsun said, at the end of six thousand miles, there were no obstacles, only a void!
No, there was not only the void, Chen Luo also saw a green lotus floating at the end of Six Thousand Miles, with an awe-inspiring sword intent, as if fighting in the void!
"Nine thousand miles, let's just take the waves..." Chen Luo's heart moved and disappeared in the martial arts.
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Dongcang City, Wuyuan.
A group of young disciples who had just been admitted to the hospital were standing in a circle, looking at Bixi, who was known as the sacred beast of the hospital. At this time, a red-haired senior stood next to Bi Xi and clapped his hands: "Juniors and junior students, this is the famous and responsible Bi Xi."
"Everyone just vote for a spiritual fruit or something, and join the Bixi party...a spiritual fruit, light up the Bixi logo, thank you to this little junior sister from Emei for your input!"
"Our Bixi Association is a martial arts organization certified by Bixi himself. We usually work together to do tasks, take care of Bixi, and wipe the responsibility monument..."
"A sixth-grade spiritual fruit, Bixi probe."
"A fifth-grade spiritual fruit, Bigui will give you a nod."
"What, you want to touch Bixi? This is expensive, it requires a fourth-grade spiritual fruit!"
"But everyone is not in a hurry to give it now. When Bi Xi and Yaizhen from the military academy next door are fighting for popularity, you can vote. It will bring glory to our martial arts academy!"
Just when the martial arts academy senior was frothing at the mouth, several great scholars came over: "Ye Fan, what are you doing again!"
Seeing several great scholars, all the martial arts students saluted, and Ye Fan said with a smile: "Gentlemen, I am earning some snacks for Biyi."
Bixi stuck his head out at this time, looked at several great scholars, rolled his eyes, opened his mouth, spit out a sixth-grade spiritual fruit from his mouth, arched it with his nose, and arched it to Ye Fan's feet.
Bixi: It’s not entirely my responsibility! He and I are cooperating, and he also gets commission!
The faces of several great scholars were gloomy. Is the Ye family, a noble family, so short of money?
Could it be the second Ye Dafu?
"If you are bored, you can go to Wuliang Lake to study martial arts, go to Juxian Village to fight to the death, or even go to Lunjian Pavilion to meet the world's heroes. What are you doing here to torment Bixi!" A man who was a little like Ye The close Confucian scholar taught him a lesson, "Marquis Wu is kind and willing to take risks to smash the three thousand-mile Heavenly Gate. This will allow you to have more time to climb up, instead of wasting your time!"
"Practice and practice, moment by moment, when..." The scholar was about to continue, but Ye Fan suddenly stretched out his hand and interrupted the scholar, "Sir, wait a moment."
"I... seem to be about to break through!"
"Breakthrough? How long have you been in the sixth level? Just..." The great scholar just said the words, and suddenly stopped. He felt a force pouring out of Ye Fan's body, followed by a phantom of the sun. It slowly condensed and took shape behind Ye Fan.
"Fifth-grade Martial Immortal Realm: Brilliant Sun?" The scholar was stunned for a moment, but the shadow of the sun behind Ye Fan did not rise. It just shook for a moment and then disappeared.
"Oh, it's a pity. I almost didn't break through and was only at the sixth level." Ye Fan murmured, and then saluted the great scholar, "Sir, you are right. If I had been more diligent, I might have broken through today." It worked."
The great scholars present all looked at each other.
This kid has only been promoted to the sixth level for two months, right? Now he is at the peak of the sixth level?
When they were still sixth-grade masters, who was not a genius, but it would take three to five years at the earliest to see the hope of fifth-grade masters!
Just when the great scholar present was speechless, the new disciples surrounding Bixi all looked strange.
Then waves of power were released from them.
"Dear scholars, we seem to be about to break through..." A martial arts disciple said in a low voice, not knowing whether it was right or wrong.
These great scholars were startled, and then they seemed to understand something. The power of their minds swept across the martial arts academy in an instant. They immediately discovered that all the disciples in the martial arts academy seemed to have improved in their practice, and there were even more people who had made breakthroughs directly!
"It's Wuhou!" The scholar who had previously taught Ye Fan a lesson whispered, "Wuhou has made a breakthrough!"
"This is avenue feedback!"
"Wu Hou is in the fourth level, right..."
"Yes, I think when he first entered Beijing, he had no cultivation at all. I think it was last year!"
All the great scholars took a breath of air-conditioning. They were used to hearing all kinds of legends about Wuhou, and as soon as Wuhou became famous, he was with the top great scholars in No. 1 Middle School, so they all ignored this matter.
"The Lord who opened the way is so terrifying!"
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"Head of the Academy!" In the Martial Arts Council of Elders, a great scholar from all battles frowned and looked at Xiang Zixuan, "Tell Minister Wen that we should suspend civil and military exchanges!"
"This martial arts disciple practices too quickly!"
"I just came into contact with martial arts a month ago, and now I'm at the eighth level!"
"I came into contact with martial arts two months ago, and now I'm in the seventh level!"
"In just a few months, the martial arts disciples' cultivation levels have made a world of difference!"
"I think that as a Confucian disciple, I have been living in poverty for ten years, and only with outstanding talent can I step into the realm of a master!"
"After such a comparison, I am worried that the exchange of civil and military affairs will damage the state of mind of Confucian scholars!"
Xiang Zixuan also looked helpless and put down the tea cup in his hand: "Do you think only the martial arts academy is like this?"
"Wu Hou is the master of martial arts. Every time he takes a step forward, human warriors will follow suit!"
"In the era when Confucius became a Taoist, Confucianism alone had seventy-two disciples and three thousand disciples!"
"In the era when the Taoist ancestors became ancestors, the sky was covered with purple energy, the Taoists were like clouds, and the gods were like rain."
"To be born in the same era as the Lord who opened the way is the luckiest generation!"
After finishing speaking, Xiang Zexuan said: "The exchange will continue."
"We are all old. It is up to them to protect the human race in the future!"
"As a Confucian, you should think of the wise when you see them, and you should be brave after knowing your shame. How can you stand still?"
"As warriors, we should also build up their confidence to rival the Confucian sect and their determination to protect the human race!"
Upon hearing this, the Hundred Battles scholar nodded and bowed to Xiang Gexuan: "I would like to thank Brother Xiang for your advice."
Xiang Zexuan waved his hand, turned away from the face covered with scars from protecting the human race, looked at the martial arts academy through the window of the elegant room, and said with emotion: "Everyone is like a dragon, he can really do it !”
"Fortunately, I was born a hundred years ago and have been guarding the babies until now."
"It's a pity that I was born a hundred years ago and can't fight with the dolls until the end..."
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Southern wilderness, Fangcun Mountain.
"Sir, have you been promoted successfully?" Seeing Chen Luo walking out of the sycamore forest, Mastiff Lingling hurriedly stepped forward and asked.
"Yeah." Chen Luo nodded.
"Should we continue to the Qilin Territory now, or adjust for a day before setting off?"
Chen Luo waved his hand: "The breakthrough has been delayed for a day and a night. I will leave now."
"Young master, don't worry, I'm here in Fangcun Mountain."
Chen Luo nodded, cupped his hands towards the mastiff Lingling, stamped his feet, and disappeared from the place with the power of Fangcun Mountain.
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Just when Chen Luo left Fangcun Mountain and continued to the Qilin Territory, Weihu Mountain, the ancestral land of the Tiger Clan, was revealed.
A figure cut across the sky and landed in front of the Empress's chamber.
After the figure landed, it almost quickly blended into the shadows and quietly entered the dormitory.
In the dormitory, Feng Nanzhi was taking a nap. He suddenly opened his eyes, and when his eyes fell, the true appearance of the figure was revealed.
It was a burly figure shrouded in the armor of the secret guard, but at this moment, bright red blood dripped down the gaps in the armor and fell on the floor of the dormitory.
"I have met His Majesty... His subordinates... Fortunately... he has lived up to his orders..." The Iron-Armored Sage knelt down on one knee, his tone pious, but through the mask, he looked at Feng Nanzhi with extremely fanatical eyes.
Feng Nanzhi sat up, looked at the other person, and said calmly after a moment: "I used the forbidden technique, and your life cannot be saved."
"Subordinate, I don't care!" the great sage said weakly but firmly.
"One peak, three first-grade, and you are the only one who came back alive?" Feng Nanzhi asked again.
The great sage nodded: "The formation is fierce."
Feng Nanzhi didn't ask further questions, just said: "Where are the things?"
The Great Sage cupped his hands and clasped his fists: "Your Majesty, please allow me to remove my armor!"
"Yes!" Feng Nanzhi said.
The great sage stood up and shook his body. In an instant, the armor on his body peeled off piece by piece, revealing the tiger demon great sage inside.
At this time, the tiger demon great sage had holes all over his body, as if he had been shattered by space. Feng Nanzhi frowned slightly, but the tiger clan great sage smiled calmly: "Please close your eyes, your majesty, and I will take it out."
Feng Nanzhi shook his head: "I'm looking at you!"
The great sage of the tiger tribe stopped talking when he heard this. He raised his hand, and sharp tiger claws instantly grew on his hand.
Immediately afterwards, the Great Sage of the Tiger Clan pressed his tiger claws hard on his stomach, and instantly the tiger claws pierced into his belly. Then, the Great Sage of the Tiger Clan pulled hard and cut open his stomach!
At this time, except for a heart, there were no other organs in the belly of the tiger tribe's great sage. There was an irregular stone slab-like thing placed in the empty belly.
The Great Sage of the Tiger Clan reached out and took out the stone slab and placed it on the ground: "Here is the last fragment of the Kirin Stele."
"I only hope that my emperor will become the emperor demon and suppress the current generation."
"Subordinate Feng Wu, please retire!"
After the words fell, the great sage of the tiger clan seemed to have lost his strength. The heart in his belly immediately stopped beating and turned into fly ash in the blink of an eye. The flesh and blood all over his body shrank rapidly, and he transformed from a burly tiger sage into a human being almost in an instant. A cat-sized mummy.
Feng Nanzhi got off the bed, stepped over the blood-stained fragments of the Qilin Stele, came to Feng Wu's body, squatted down slowly, and stroked the mummy.
"Go in peace."
"When I become the Emperor Demon, the Tiger Clan will return to its peak glory."
"This is my promise to you!"
After saying that, a ball of flame suddenly rose from Feng Nanzhi's hand and burned the body to ashes in an instant.
Feng Nanzhi stood up and stretched out his hand. The fragments of the Kirin Stele flew up and were caught in Feng Nanzhi's hand.
"Azu, I'm going to trouble you next." Feng Nan said calmly, "After passing this level, the White Tiger will no longer be incomplete!"
"Don't worry!" A vicissitudes of voice came into Feng Nanzhi's ears.
At this moment, a gust of wind blew. Feng Nanzhi turned around and saw that the wind lifted up the ashes on the ground and flew out of the hall...
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