Jiang Ping'an, covered in blood, stood in the void, like a god, making people look up to him.
He has no opponent at the same level.
That is to say, when fighting the Great Emperor, there is a possibility of defeat.
Jiang Pingan fell to the ground and recalled the battle just now.
The "Fist of Judgment" used by that projection contains a strong punch that can suppress the opponent and make it impossible for him to move.
Jiang Pingan suffered a lot in this boxing technique. It is very powerful and worth learning.
It's a pity that if it wasn't dawn, I would still want to continue fighting with the opponent and learn the fist skills.
Just when Jiang Pingan recalled the battle with the projection, the sea of consciousness changed, and a figure suddenly condensed in the sea of consciousness.
This figure is none other than the projection of the Pavilion Master!
Jiang Ping'an was stunned again.
What exactly is going on? Why can this thing be condensed in my mind?
This is not a coincidence. It was also yesterday. When I was watching the fists on the cliff, a figure appeared in my mind.
Jiang Pingan was very confused.
Control a clone in the cornucopia, enter the Emperor's painting, and ask the Emperor about this matter.
He believed that this matter had something to do with the sea of spiritual consciousness that the emperor helped him transform.
"You actually mastered 'concrete' in this realm."
There was a hint of surprise in the emperor's voice.
Sure enough, it knew what it was.
"What is concreteness?" Jiang Pingan asked respectfully.
The black and white ancient emperor couldn't see his face clearly. He stood on the top of the mountain and explained with his hands behind his back:
"All living things have the ability to 'imagine'. When you imagine something, pictures will appear in your mind. Even when you imagine words, pictures will appear. This is concreteness."
"However, this is just the imagination of ordinary creatures. When the mental power reaches a certain level, this kind of concrete image will become a reality in the mind."
"To put it simply, everything you have seen can be reflected in your mind."
"In the future, whoever you want to fight with can be visualized in your mind as long as you have seen his battle scene, and you can simulate fighting with the opponent in the sea of consciousness."
"When fighting in the sea of consciousness, you can pause and retrace at will to find loopholes in your opponent, and you can understand the opponent's power rules more clearly."
"Of course, it can only show what you can see, but it cannot show the opponent's hidden power."
After hearing this explanation, Jiang Ping'an probably understood.
In other words, in the future, you can simulate the scene of fighting your opponent in your mind.
There was surprise in Gu Di's tone: "I thought you would only master this ability when you reach the Mahayana stage, but I didn't expect you would master it so quickly."
"Senior, I have encountered a bottleneck in creating a cultivation system. Can you give me some advice?"
Jiang Pingan asked respectfully.
With the ancient emperor's level, he would definitely be able to find inspiration.
"That is your own path, and you need to walk it yourself. Even if you fail, it is growth."
The ancient emperor did not intend to help.
"Thank you, senior."
Jiang Ping'an was not disappointed or complaining. Since the emperor said so, there must be a reason for it.
Jiang Ping'an was very happy to get the "concrete power". Whoever he wanted to fight in the future, he could just watch his fight.
The most important thing is that this ability allows him to quickly comprehend some power.
Jiang Ping'an began to use the power of "concreteness" to fight Qiu Feng's projection in his mind.
When simulating a fight in your mind, you can clearly perceive the opponent's punch and learn better.
Using the power of "concrete" will consume a lot of mental energy, but this is a trivial matter.
Seeing Jiang Ping'an sitting cross-legged on the ground practicing, the disciples facing the cliff did not dare to speak loudly. They only dared to watch from a distance and did not dare to get close.
This monster will definitely grow into a big shot in the future.
Someone sent what he saw to the communication area of the main cabinet using his identity card.
"You may not believe it, but a monster appeared on the cliff and defeated the projection of the four pavilion masters when they were young here!"
Someone soon replied: "Who is it? Which fairy's son?"
"How could the son of an immortal be imprisoned on a cliff? Stop lying."
There are a lot of rumors in the communication area every day. Such unreliable things are false at first glance.
The person who sent the message quickly explained: "It's true. I didn't lie. The other party is really powerful. He defeated the Fourth Pavilion Master when he was young. Many people have seen it."
At this moment, a person named [Qiu Pingsheng] spoke below.
"Slandering my father, I advise you to delete this message now, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences!"
When the person who sent the message saw this message, he trembled with fright, his face changed drastically, and he quickly deleted the message.
This Qiu Pingsheng is the son of Qiu Feng, the fourth pavilion master. He is twenty-five years old and has already reached the late stage of refining the void.
I heard that this is the reason for deliberately suppressing the realm.
Qiu Pingsheng had a strong background, and if he came to him, he would be dead.
Others who were facing the cliff still wanted to say this, but they did not dare to say anything more for fear of offending [Qiu Pingsheng].
In a certain room in the fourth pavilion, Qiu Pingsheng saw that the other party had deleted the message and snorted coldly, thinking that he knew what was going on.
These rubbish are becoming more and more courageous and dare to talk nonsense. His father is invincible for an era. Who can defeat him?
At this moment, the door to the room was opened, and a man who exuded the aura of the avenue walked in, shining brighter than the stars.
"Father!"
Qiu Pingsheng quickly saluted.
"You don't have to be polite to my family."
Qiu Feng turned his wrist and a jade slip appeared in his hand and handed it to Qiu Pingsheng.
"This is the content of the test questions for the competition for the art of immortality five years from now. Take a look and prepare in advance."
"Should we prepare now? It's a bit early."
Qiu Pingsheng felt that this was a complete waste of time.
Qiu Feng warned seriously: "Don't be careless. Among the geniuses selected from the nine branches, there are always some outstanding people, unless you don't want the art of turning into an immortal."
"Yes, father."
Qiu Pingsheng put away his contempt.
Qiu Feng nodded and said with a smile: "There is no need to put too much pressure on you. You know the test questions five years earlier than others, and our pavilion masters are responsible for scoring. As long as you perform normally, you will definitely have a place in the art of turning immortal." .”
"Who are the other two places reserved for?" Qiu Pingsheng asked.
"They are the descendants of the Sixth Pavilion Master and the Seventh Pavilion Master."
"Oh, it should be those two guys, they are not as good as me."
Qiu Pingsheng was relieved.
The composition of Dengxian Pavilion is special. Jiuzhou is divided into nine pavilions and there is a main pavilion.
Dengxian Pavilion is like an alliance. The relationship between the branch pavilion and the main pavilion is not very close. They are only connected when it is important.
The art of immortality is only given to ordinary disciples three times every three hundred years. There are not enough people in the main pavilion to give it to ordinary disciples. How can it be possible to give it to three pavilions?
However, according to the rules, some assessments still have to be held. As for the assessment content and assessment referees, they are all decided by the main cabinet.
In fact, Qiu Pingsheng was born more than four hundred years ago, and Qiu Feng deliberately sealed his son until now in order to gain a spot in the art of immortality.
Some things have actually been arranged, it's just a formality, and it looks okay.
Jiang Ping'an and many of his disciples didn't know this. Everyone was working hard for the art of turning into an immortal in five years.
Obtaining the art of immortality and transforming spiritual energy into immortal energy is equivalent to seeing the immortal gate. No one wants to miss this opportunity.
But some things cannot be obtained through hard work.
