It was majestic when I left, but extremely low-key when I came back.
Chen Luo returned to Fangcun Mountain almost as fast as he could, and then Fangcun Mountain announced that it was closed again.
According to the news revealed by Mastiff Lingling to those mountain and sea allies, Lord Baishan has gained great benefits in the Wutong Forest this time and has reached the peak of the fourth level. In the following days, he will prepare to attack the realm of the third level great saint. As soon as the news is announced, he will immediately let The entire Southern Wilderness was stunned.
After all, whether it is human race or demon race, even if you include barbarians, although there is only one level difference between the fourth grade and the third grade, the meaning is completely different.
The third-level realm is an existence that touches the rules. Whether it is the rules of heaven or the rules of blood, it is another level of power. Looking at any race, any force, the third-level realm is like a pillar of the clan. In the human race, any great scholar can hold up the lintel of a family, be known as a scholarly family, and receive additional blessings from luck. If there are more than two great scholars, it is a wealthy family.
Don't look at the fact that Chen Luo usually fights against the Great Sage Realm just like he fights against his grandson. He, Chen Luo, has countless cheats on him. Under normal circumstances, the seventh-grade fights against the sixth-grade, and the sixth-grade fights against the fifth-grade. This is the normal operation of a genius, and it is not unusual. But whoever can fight against the third-grade with the fourth-grade is definitely the genius of an era. In the history of the Monster Clan, the geniuses of the Monster Clan who have had such a record, as long as they do not fall midway, are at least the pinnacle great saints, and most of them can eventually become the Ancestral Demon.
From this, we can also see the gold content of the third-grade realm from the reverse side.
Now, Bai Mo, who was already so powerful in the Southern Wilderness, is actually going to break through to the third level?
To be honest, with Bai Ze's bloodline, he can write the elegant text of heaven for the first time, open up a new way for the monster clan to practice, and say that Bai Mo can break through the great sage and even become the ancestral monster. No monster clan will doubt this.
However, if you think about it carefully, when did Bai Mo appear in Southern Wasteland?
Five months ago, Jingze Poetry Club!
At that time, what kind of cultivation was he?
Entering the spirit demon for the first time, the sixth level realm!
It has only been a few months, but it has already reached the peak of the fourth level. Are you going to hit the third level Great Sage?
Feng Nanzhi, the female emperor of the tiger tribe, is not so fast either!
In the past, I tended to pay too much attention to the articles he wrote and didn't seem to pay attention to his cultivation. As a result, when his cultivation was revealed this time, Nanhuang was caught off guard by surprise.
Is it so profitable to write a book?
This is much faster than refining the essence of the sun and the moon every day.
How about we give it a try?
After reading so many books about Lord Bai Shan, don’t you still know how to imitate?
If he is not as good as Lord Bai Shan, why not show it to his own clan?
"Fox Clan's Son-in-law: With one order, one hundred thousand people will hunt me down"
"Servant: I open a brothel in Yuyuan"
"I have been living in the Southern Wilderness for two hundred years, and I have become an ancestral demon"
"The Empress of Gambling Falls in Love with Me", uh, this won't work, I will be hunted to death by the tiger clan, delete it!
…
"Fangcunshan Baize is going to break through to the third level?"
In Weihu Mountain, Feng Nanzhi opened her eyes after entering concentration.
"Your Majesty, that's right," the secret guard leader replied. Not long ago, Feng Nanzhi suddenly ordered to increase the monitoring of Fang Cunshan and report any disturbance to her. Therefore, the leader of the secret guard did not dare to neglect. After finding out the news, he came to report it as soon as possible.
"According to our investigation, the reason why Bai Mo attacked the third level so quickly was because he was under the care of the Qinglong Emperor in the Wutong Forest..."
Feng Nanzhi nodded and looked through the window in the direction of Fangcun Mountain.
"I know, let's go down." Feng Nanzhi said.
The leader of the secret guard was stunned and hesitated: "Then Your Majesty, do we need to take any action?"
"No need..." Feng Nanzhi said lightly. Upon hearing this, the leader of the secret guards responded, turned and left.
There was no one else in the dormitory at this time, and a hint of sadness appeared on Feng Nanzhi's face. She stood up, took steps, and walked to the window sill step by step.
"Are you going to open a road of nine thousand miles?" Feng Nanzhi murmured to himself, "So, you will leave Southern Wilderness soon..."
Feng Nanzhi had a strange impulse in her heart. She suddenly wanted to see him again in Fangcun Mountain, but soon, this idea was suppressed by Feng Nanzhi.
"It's best to leave." Feng Nanzhi seemed to be saying to herself, "From now on, we are far apart. I hope we will never see each other again, and there is no need to mess with my mood anymore!"
Feng Nanzhi seemed to have used a lot of effort to look away from Fangcun Mountain.
Just inadvertently, a human poem that I heard Bai Yanyan read when I was a child came to mind——
"It's hard to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered..."
…
"Leave? Of course I won't leave!" On Fangcun Mountain, Chen Luo played with the crystal fruit given to him by Emperor Qinglong, and smiled at the mastiff Lingling, "Let's not talk about the development of literary style in the demon clan. Bloodline Tide Things haven’t started yet.”
"This bloodline tide involves the level of canonization. My third senior brother, Uncle Wen, and other human race great scholars may all benefit from this bloodline tide. My monster vest can also be of great use !”
"If we add one more Half-Saint to the human race, then the fate of the Demon Race will be one less Ancestral Demon. Calculated inside and out, this is the difference in combat power between the two Half-Saints."
"How can I leave with this kind of thing?"
Speaking of this, Chen Luo paused and then said: "Besides, the story about the wolf clan and the barbarian clan colluding to destroy the elephant clan has not been revealed yet, so I feel a little uneasy. Anyway, the teacher has not returned, so I still have to maintain this identity. Yes. No, it should be said that even if the teacher comes back, as long as my identity is not exposed, I must keep it!"
Mastiff Lingling nodded: "Old slave, I understand."
Chen Luo threw out a jade bottle from the storage order: "Mr. Mastiff, this is the first-grade true dragon blood essence of the Canglong lineage that I obtained in the Qilin Tomb. You can take it and refine it, and try to break through to the first-grade level as soon as possible."
Mastiff Lingling quickly took the jade vase with both hands and looked at Chen Luo and bowed: "Young master has been so kind to me. I have no way to repay this old slave through fire and water!"
"You're welcome, you're welcome..." Chen Luo waved his hand, "They are all members of his own family. I will have to worry about it in the future."
"These are what old slaves should do."
Chen Luo smiled, looked at the sky, and said calmly: "Well, it's almost the same. The sky is just right. It's a good time for a breakthrough."
"In the next few days, it will be hard for the mastiff to guard Fangcun Mountain."
Mastiff Lingling cupped her hands and said, "Master, please rest assured!"
Chen Luo raised his hand, put the fruit in his hand to his mouth, and took a bite.
"boom!"
A majestic demonic power of blood was born in Chen Luo, but it was not absorbed by Chen Luo. Instead, it turned into a pillar of blood and shot straight into the sky.
In an instant, the cloudless sky of Fangcun Mountain was covered with blood clouds, and streaks of prehistoric energy were born out of thin air. In the sky, a huge white dragon-headed auspicious beast seemed to appear, resembling a large dog, flying away on all four legs. Like, beside the white auspicious beast, a scroll slowly unfolded, and countless smaller monsters jumped out of the scroll, bowing their heads respectfully to the white auspicious beast.
The auspicious beast spoke, and the sound was like thunder, shaking Fangcun Mountain for thousands of miles.
On that day, everyone in the Southern Wilderness knew that Bai Mo, the master of Fangcun Mountain, manifested the image of returning to his ancestors. Blood clouds filled the sky, the sound shook thousands of miles, and he broke through to the realm of the third-grade great saint.
All the demons who had made good friends climbed up the mountain to congratulate them, but were stopped by the mastiff Lingling outside the mountain. They said that Baishan was mainly a solid state and continued to close the mountain. The demon envoys did not see Baimo, so they all left gifts and left with regrets.
That evening, a figure mingled among the Si Zhuguo envoys, quietly left Fangcun Mountain, and headed straight for the Daxuan of the Human Race!
…
Two days later.
Lingzhou, bamboo forest.
"Elder brother!" From a distance, Chen Luo saw Lang Feixian standing outside the bamboo forest. He immediately smiled happily and ran over quickly.
"Chen Luo, disciple of Bamboo Forest, has met senior brother!" When he came to Lang Feixian, Chen Luo stood upright and bowed his hands.
"Hahaha, why are you so polite!" Lang Feixian said with a smile, and stepped forward to pat Chen Luo on the shoulder, "Well, not bad, I haven't seen you for a few months, and I have become a lot stronger."
"Has it been a smooth journey?"
Chen Luo nodded: "Well, thanks to Senior Brother, everything goes well."
"Hehe, if it were my blessing, it wouldn't have gone smoothly." Lang Feixian smiled faintly, raised his head and counted, "Seventh Junior Brother, show up."
Chen Luo was stunned: Seventh Senior Brother?
Chen Luo followed Lang Feixian's gaze and saw a bird falling from the sky and landing in front of the two brothers.
"Huh?" Chen Luo glanced at the flying bird and suddenly had the impression that the flying bird seemed to have been following him since he entered the territory of Daxuan.
"Is it Senior Brother Seven?" Chen Luo looked at the bird carefully, but Lang Feixian shook his head. Then the bird shook its body, spread its wings, then bent its head, pecked out a feather from the wing, and then The bird fluttered its wings and flew away, leaving only a "pop" sound of its feathers, and transformed into a person who was neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin, neither beautiful nor ugly, and had no characteristics in appearance.
"Hahahaha, junior brother, it's our first time meeting you." The man cupped his hand, "I was worried about what might happen to you on the way, so Brother Yu followed you all the way back. I'm the seventh in the bamboo forest!"
"I've seen the Seventh Senior Brother!" Chen Luo felt warm when he heard that the other party had been escorting him. He quickly saluted and looked at Lang Feixian with confusion. Lang Feixian smiled and said, "This kid is afraid of being targeted when he says he has a name, so he keeps He calls himself the Seventh Brother of the Bamboo Forest, but I don’t know his name, I’m afraid only the teacher knows.”
"Hey, Senior Brother, your name is connected with your luck. If you don't protect it well, wouldn't it be too risky?" As he said that, he looked at Chen Luo with satisfaction, "Young Junior Brother's ability to transform from blood to magical power is deeply appreciated by me. , but you need to have a good communication with me!"
"Of course, if senior brother likes it, just ask." Chen Luo replied.
"Okay, let's talk again in the bamboo forest. The fourth child is still waiting for you." Lang Feixian said.
"Fourth Senior Brother!" Chen Luo's heart moved when he heard this, "Fourth Senior Brother, are you okay?"
"Okay, it's good. I'm reorganizing my own principles now." Senior Brother Seventh smiled, "It's just to reshape the physical body, and it's temporarily inconvenient to move."
“But it’s a blessing in disguise that I set foot on the Long Rope Bridge.”
Chen Luo nodded and was about to say something, but Lang Feixian directly pulled Chen Luo and strode into the bamboo forest.
…
Seeing the fourth senior brother again, it is inevitable to have another close relationship. Chen Luoke will never forget that when he had just traveled through time and was still at his most vulnerable, it was this fourth senior brother with a black face, known as the fourth brother of Zhulin Mang, who accepted him as a disciple and accepted him as a disciple of Zhulin. , took great care of her, and even almost destroyed herself in order to protect herself.
Seeing the fourth senior brother's whole body full of awe-inspiring righteousness, Chen Luo felt happy from the bottom of his heart. When Song Tuizhi saw Chen Luo, he was even more proud.
When the other brothers met Chen Luo, he was already famous all over the world, but when he first met Chen Luo, he was still a little-known boy under the age of twenty. Therefore, in Song Tuizhi's eyes, he regarded Chen Luo as both his junior brother and his junior. Seeing Chen Luo's current achievements, he was naturally indescribably happy.
Chen Luo sat next to Song Tuizhi and recounted everything he had done in the Southern Wilderness from beginning to end. He naturally concealed the incident about the White Tiger Empress, but he did not hide anything about the sisters-in-law whom the third senior brother had provoked. , but focused on it.
After all, I promised several sisters-in-law that I would tell my master.
He, Chen Luo, is an honest and trustworthy young gentleman!
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's too wasteful." This was Lang Feixian's emotion.
"There are too many causes and effects, and the third brother is a little unstable..." This is the sentiment of the seventh brother.
Song Tuizhi, on the other hand, had a look of longing and yearning on his face, as if he wanted to go to Tianjue Forest to meet his third senior brother and ask for secrets.
When talking about life with people close to me, I always have no concept of time. In the blink of an eye, several hours pass by.
After dinner, Song Tuizhi continued to sort out his doctrine books. The seventh senior brother did not know where he had gone. Only Lang Feixian and Chen Luo were walking in the bamboo forest.
"Do you know what happened in Nine Thousand Miles?" Lang Feixian asked.
"Uncle Wen performed for me before, I'm confident." Chen Luo nodded.
Walking to a stone table, Lang Feixian asked Chen Luo to sit down: "Which way do you plan to take?"
Chen Luo naturally understood what Lang Feixian meant and replied: "First step into the void, and then condense the article."
A smile appeared on Lang Feixian's face, he thought for a moment, and said: "The poetic swordsmanship I give you can last you about as long as a stick of incense."
"One stick of incense..." Chen Luo nodded. One stick of incense lasts about five minutes.
Similar to the "Articles Containing the Way" when opening the Heavenly Gate, the Nine Thousand Miles Opening the Way does not require a complete article. Instead, you need to have a rudiment of the article's principles in your mind, and release the meaning of the article's principles, so that Heaven can perceive it, and then it will be judged whether He has the qualifications of nine thousand miles.
If Liu Qianli was just reporting on the project and showing ppt, then at Jiu Qianli, a conceptual model would have to be produced to move from the two-dimensional level to the three-dimensional level.
This is also what Wen Yunsun said about the importance of writing a good draft.
Chen Luo's mind fell into the sea of souls, feeling the vast masterpiece that had just been taken out from the Nine Thousand Miles of Flower Forest, and he felt a little more at ease.
Not to mention the rough draft, I've even finished the entire book.
Thinking of this, Chen Luo's thoughts couldn't help but wander a little further.
When this masterpiece is written in the future, although with the help of Chaos, he does not need to find any treasure of rules in exchange for the power of evolution, but as the spirit of illusion reminds, he must control the derivation of the power of evolution, otherwise he will The soul is probably evolved.
Only by continuously strengthening the soul can it withstand more power of evolution.
Just when Chen Luo was deep in thought, he suddenly frowned and was caught by Lang Feixian.
"What's wrong?" Lang Feixian asked, "Is there something wrong?"
Chen Luo nodded and patted the storage order. Three rays of light, one green, one red, and one yellow, flew out from Chen Luo's storage order, landed in front of him, and turned into three figures.
It was the Taoist divine soldiers that the Dao Palace sent to Chen Luo before: Mung Doudou, Hong Doudou, and Huang Doudou.
These three Dao-protecting divine weapons possess the combat power of a third-grade Dao Lord, and each has its own specialization. They were originally regarded as excellent treasures. However, when Chen Luo later went to the Southern Wilderness, it was inconvenient to use it due to his status. In addition, as Chen Luo's combat power became stronger, there were fewer things that they could do, so they could not use it for a long time.
Only this time, Chen Luo felt something strange about the three Taoist Immortal Beans, so he released them. As expected, he saw that these three Taoist Immortal Beans were all dying, with weak vitality all over their bodies, and there seemed to be one between his eyebrows. The fairy beans need to be condensed.
"Huh?" Daojun Lang Feixian had naturally seen these three fairy beans. He immediately waved his sleeves, and several bamboo leaves fell down instantly, landing on their foreheads, and pressed back the fairy beans that were almost condensed. . The bamboo leaves emitted a faint green light, wrapping the three Immortal Bean Dao Lords. Only then did Chen Luo feel that the aura on their bodies had stopped flowing out.
"Elder brother, what's going on?"
Lang Feixian frowned slightly and said: "The Dao Palace Immortal Bean is made into a Taoist weapon by the Taoist secret method. It cannot be used directly after the sacrifice."
"Taoist ritual training, supplemented by divine soul methods. In fact, each of these Taoist soldiers has sanity, you should know this."
Chen Luo nodded. Although these three immortal bean Dao Lords were Tao soldiers, when they got along with them, they were no different from normal Dao Lords, only purer.
"So it is often necessary to make a second sacrifice to make him a willing servant. Taoist soldiers are rare. First of all, the first sacrifice is extremely difficult, but the second one is even more difficult. Often those Taoist soldiers would rather destroy themselves after they gain sanity. I don’t want to be used like a tool.”
"It is precisely because of this that there are not many Dao Palace fairy beans at the Dao Lord level. Dao Palace shot three of them at once, and after the second sacrifice, the connection between the original owner's mind and spirit was erased. I have to say that he is sincere."
"The current situation should be that the people in the Taoist sect who were refining them for the second time are in a life-and-death crisis. You know, although the mental connection has been erased, a soul seed must be implanted when refining them."
"However, under normal circumstances, the divine soul seed should have lost contact with its true owner. This is because a semi-saint-level power took action, traced back to the source, and injured the true owner, which led to the current situation."
After saying that, Lang Feixian shook his head: "I will inform the door about this matter. You don't have to worry about it, just prepare to clear the nine thousand miles."
Chen Luo nodded after hearing this.
At the semi-saint level, even if he wanted to, he couldn't!
"When can we start?" Lang Feixian asked.
Chen Luo felt his physical condition and said, "In three days."
Lang Feixian nodded: "Okay, then it will be set in three days."
"Junior brother, if you open a path of nine thousand miles, someone may interfere."
“Once you open the path, you cannot stop it.”
"No matter what happens, just clear the way. We are here, so there is no need to worry about anything else."
Chen Luo opened his mouth and spoke a thousand words, but in the end he turned into just one word. He nodded heavily: "Okay!"
…
That night, several messenger bluebirds flew out of the bamboo forest and flew in all directions of Daxuan.
In Wenchang Pavilion, Yan Baichuan looked at the message slip in his hand, with a smile on his face.
"In three days?"
In the Spring and Autumn Hall, Sima Lie put down the message slip in his hand, walked out with his hands behind his back, and looked up at the stars.
"In three days, I will personally observe it..."
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