The so-called holy realm is actually the Mahayana of the spiritual world, which can be said to be the strongest among the immortals.
There are four realms above the Saint realm: Sage King, Great Sage, Quasi-Emperor, and Great Emperor. None of these four realms exist in this world, so there is no corresponding cultivation system.
Master Dao Jing's explanation for this is that the origin of the heavenly way in this world is too weak to give birth to a realm of cultivation above that of a saint, and it can only reach the completion of the Mahayana.
Ye Xiaocheng didn't quite understand how the strength of the origin of Heaven's Dao was related to the cultivation system, but he still firmly believed in the words of Master Dao Jing.
After Ye Xiaocheng happily agreed, Dao Jing took out a small tower.
Ye Xiaocheng looked at the small tower and said in surprise: "Isn't this Lord Milo's small tower?"
"Yes, this is the contribution of Lord Milo, in order to perfectly demonstrate the Yakuza training system of Emperor Void. You kid can be considered blessed." Dao Jing said with a smile.
"Thank you, Lord Milo." Ye Xiaocheng said in the sea of consciousness.
"You're welcome. This training system is somewhat interesting. Just train hard and you might have unexpected results." Master Milo said.
This training system can satisfy Master Milo, which means there must be something extraordinary and extraordinary.
When Ye Xiaocheng heard this, his whole body was suddenly filled with energy and he was already eager to try.
"Master Dao Jing, can we start now?" He said impatiently.
"That's all right. Now you sit in meditation and use your soul to push open the door of the small tower. Remember, you must use your soul to push it open, not your physical body." The Taoist Scripture said.
"Okay, Master."
Ye Xiaocheng sat cross-legged outside the dark door of the small tower and began to concentrate. When his energy and spirit gathered together and reached the best state, he immediately released the power of his soul, turned into a hand, and pressed on the door.
The door opened in response.
Ye Xiaocheng felt himself being sucked in by a strong gravitational force and came to a small space with nothing in it.
No, there is something.
What did he see?
A white tiger that was ten times his size.
"This white tiger is exactly the same as your physical state. If you defeat it, you can enter the second level." The words of Master Dao Jing came from nowhere.
"Master, 1. How many floors are there in total?" Ye Xiaocheng was still a little nervous.
"Nine levels, but the second level has two monsters that are exactly the same as your physical realm. The third level has four heads, the fourth level has eight heads, and so on. By the ninth level, you will encounter two hundred and fifty-six The monsters whose heads are in the same realm as yours must all be defeated before you can pass the physical barrier." The Taoist Scripture said.
When Ye Xiaocheng heard this, his mind suddenly buzzed, how to fight like this? This guy is so huge.
"Can I use the power of mana and soul?" he asked.
"No, when you enter here, your magic power and soul power will be blocked, leaving only the power of your physical body." Dao Jing replied.
As soon as Ye Xiaocheng sensed it, his magic power was gone. Needless to say, the power of his soul was sealed.
"I surrender, I really can't pass the test." Ye Xiaocheng glanced at the big white tiger, and didn't want to work hard anymore.
There were monster beasts at one and two ends that were exactly the same as his. He might be able to pass the level if he tried hard, but when he heard that there were 256 monster beasts in the last level, he couldn't help but break into a cold sweat. This was too complicated, so he gave up.
Those were not just two hundred and fifty-six monster beasts. Each one had the same physical state as him. How could he fight them?
Not to mention the same physical realm as him, even if it was a small realm lower than him, he couldn't beat 256 heads swarming at him.
No matter how ferocious the tiger is, he is still afraid of a pack of wolves, let alone what he is facing is a real tiger.
"This is just the beginning. Are you ready to give up? Are you going to hide in this barren world for the rest of your life, hanging out with a bunch of weak chickens, sick chickens, and poisonous chickens? The world is so vast, and you don't want to go and be with other big people. Are the world's elites competing?" Dao Jing asked three times in a row.
This is actually no longer a question, but a reprimand.
Ye Xiaocheng's face was distorted. He really wanted to fight, to cultivate to a higher level, and to have stronger combat power, but there was a limit to everything. Master Dao Jing's settings were unkind and too difficult!
Ye Xiaocheng didn't think about it and was still hesitating. The tiger not far away suddenly started to move. A paw as big as a millstone slapped him down, and then he died.
When he came to his senses, he was still sitting cross-legged outside the gate of the small tower, but he was covered in cold sweat and was already exhausted.
The death scene just now was so realistic that he really felt like he was dead, completely dead.
"How come I'm not dead?" He touched his head and murmured.
"Death? You can't die even if you want to. Only your soul went in just now. This is a super simulation system. Even if you die ten million times in it, you won't lose a hair and your soul will be intact." Jing said coldly.
"I won't really die, so what should I be afraid of?" Ye Xiaocheng felt that he was becoming more capable again.
"This kid is just afraid of death. I've never seen anyone so afraid of death." Void Mirror made timely additions.
"Who is not afraid of death? Is it useful to be afraid? Only by constantly grinding on the edge of death, or even being shrouded in the terror of death, can we continue to understand and constantly break through our limits." Tao Jing warned.
"Boy, do you know the levels of genius?" Void Mirror asked.
"Is there still a hierarchy of geniuses?" Ye Xiaocheng shook his head.
"In our place, geniuses are divided into several levels. The first level is ordinary geniuses, just like you. They are everywhere and are not rare at all. The second level is ghost geniuses, which are one level higher than ordinary geniuses. We have such geniuses. There are many, and the third level is more powerful, called monsters, the so-called young monsters." Xukong Jing said, glancing at Ye Xiaocheng.
"What else?" Ye Xiaocheng asked.
"The fourth level is the elite. Geniuses at this level can generally advance to the holy realm steadily. The last level is the young supreme. Only a few people in an era receive this honorific title. There is no problem for such geniuses to cultivate to the realm of the great emperor. You At present, we are still far away from becoming the Young Supreme, far away.”
"Lord Void, are you afraid of my pride and deliberately attacking me?" Ye Xiaocheng asked suspiciously.
Although he is not blindly arrogant, he never belittles himself. According to Lord Void's classification, he feels that he can become a talent no matter what.
Void Mirror's old face turned red: "I'm not lying to you. Of course, you are a Void Taoist body, which will give you extra points, but at best you are just a genius."
Ye Xiaocheng sneered, not believing it at all.
Void Mirror knew that he had failed to deceive him.
With just a Void Dao Body, this kid can become a young supreme in their world. A Void Dao Body is something that is rare to see in a million years.
But you must not say this, otherwise this kid's tail will rise to the sky again.
"Master Dao Jing, if we follow your standards, how many levels can Young Supreme pass?" Ye Xiaocheng asked.
"Well, I can probably clear the seventh level. The eighth level will be stuck and it will be difficult to pass." Dao Jing Master answered honestly.
"Then I'll clear the seventh level first." Ye Xiaocheng said with a smile.
He quickly regained his energy.
He sat cross-legged and adjusted his breath for two hours, and took half a drop of Ten Thousand Years Stalagmite Liquid, finally adjusting his energy and spirit to optimal levels again.
Then he entered the tower again.
The white tiger was lying there, looking at him with lazy eyes, as if to say, why are you here again, are you really not afraid of death?
When Ye Xiaocheng saw its human eyes, he was filled with anger and fire from his courage. He immediately said, "Hey, you evil beast, come here and die."
The white tiger didn't even roar, it flew over and started fighting.
Ye Xiaocheng tried his best and fought with the tiger for eight rounds, but was still beaten to death by the tiger's paw.
He sat in front of the black tower covered in cold sweat, reflecting on the battle process.
There is really nothing to analyze about the fighting process. He just tried hard to get past the tiger, but was killed with a paw.
Although he knew that his body was unharmed, the terror of death still hung in his mind.
The scene of fighting with the tiger was so real that he always felt like he was really dead again.
"Boy, how do you feel?" Dao Jing asked coldly.
"Master Dao Jing, why can't I defeat it? Is it really the same as me?" Ye Xiaocheng was very doubtful.
"Of course it's the same. Why you can't beat him is because at the same level, the power of monsters is stronger than that of monks, and the body of monsters is harder than that of monks." Dao Jing analyzed.
"Then what should I do? I can't beat it, and my body is not as strong as it." Ye Xiaocheng muttered, repeating what the Taoist master said.
"Don't you know how to use boxing? Without your magic power, have you even forgotten the Void Boxing Sutra?" Dao Jing looked at him, feeling like he hated iron, and really wanted to slap him to death. .
