Gu Shuo shook his head slightly and became more determined to join the Tianmeng.
If you don't join the Tianmeng and stay in the North, there is no way out.
The twenty-second day of the Tianxuan Competition.
The fifth round begins.
There was no arena in the square, and one hundred and fifty monks stood in the center of the square. No one knows what the comprehension test of this competition will be. Everyone has a trace of nervousness on their faces, even Gu Shuo is no exception.
After passing this level, he has stepped into Tianmeng with one foot, and his future will be different.
On the high platform, the four major sect masters of the Tianmeng Alliance appeared. There was a female cultivator sitting next to Taiqing Sect Huang Daozi, and the four major sect leaders were all very polite to her.
This old man's name is Meng Qingrao, who practices the Great Dream God Art. Taiqing Sect is another great monk who has overcome the tribulation.
Shi Kaitian cupped his hands to Meng Qingrao and said, "Congratulations to Junior Sister Meng for her breakthrough."
Meng Qingrao returned the favor with a smile on his face: "It was a lucky break."
Huang Daozi smiled and said, "Just ask Junior Sister Meng to use the Great Dream God Technique."
"good!"
Meng Qingrao's eyes covered the center of the square, and he saw one hundred and fifty monks flying upwards, but judging from their expressions, they didn't seem to notice that they were flying into the air. Then one hundred and fifty independent spaces appeared in the sky, forming one hundred and fifty different scenes.
The Great Dream Divine Technique can create dreams, allowing the shrouded monks to forget their own memories and only retain their own nature.
Essential nature.
Only in this way can we see their understanding, the most essential understanding.
Gu Shuo was looking around at this time.
At this time, the starry night was getting darker, and dark clouds gradually covered the night sky. He lives in a village located in the mountains. There are less than a hundred families who make a living by hunting and farming, which is peaceful and peaceful.
But Gu Shuo always felt that something was wrong. In his own memory, he had lived in this mountain village since he was born, but subconsciously he always felt that something was wrong. He had a dream on the first night, and in his dream he dreamed of many tall buildings in the summer. , an iron bird that can fly. A tin box that can run.
But how is this possible?
The next night he had another dream, in which he learned that the iron bird was called an airplane and the iron box was called a car.
But when he woke up, he was at a loss again.
What is an airplane?
What is a car?
He didn't know that this was the memory hidden deep in his subconscious mind. After coming to this world, he accepted the memory of this world.
Over the past ten years, the original memories have become deep memories, and the memories that belong to this world are superficial memories. And Meng Qingrao's Great Dream Divine Art has just broken through. The Great Dream Divine Art affects the monk's surface memory, but it does not have enough influence on the deep-level memory. And it is precisely because it completely affects the surface memory that it makes his deep-level memories. The memory comes alive.
At this time, the audience in the square watched one hundred and fifty scenes with great interest. At this time, none of the one hundred and fifty people seemed to have changed much. They were all drifting along in various scenes without any outstanding performance. They are all immersed in building dreams.
On the third day, a monster appeared in the mountains.
eat human.
The villagers began to flee, and Gu Shuo followed them absentmindedly. As far as he could see, he was surrounded by fleeing villagers. He knew them all, but they felt strange in his heart, even a little unreal. When the villagers fled, some were driving pigs, carrying chickens and ducks, or carrying bottles and cans, but none of them were as empty-handed as Gu Shuo.
"Gu Shuo, are you just empty-handed?"
Gu Shuo said naturally: "Aunt Liang, you can't escape quickly with your things!"
Aunt Liang's face was startled, she couldn't help but look back, then she screamed, turned around and ran away. Even though she was panicking, she didn't drop the chicken in her hand.
Gu Shuo saw a banshee rushing out of the mountain. Surprise appeared in his eyes. Then he looked around. He felt that the surroundings and the banshee were somewhat familiar, and a memory began to emerge. And as deep memories began to emerge, he found that the surrounding scenery and the demon were more consistent with his familiar memories.
He had no idea that the surrounding environment and the banshee were changing with the memory in his heart.
This is the magic of the Great Dream God's Art. To build a dream space, it will change everything according to what the dreamer is thinking, so that the dreamer will be trapped in the dream without knowing it.
He looked at the chaos around him, watching the banshee leading a group of little demons eating the villagers. He knew that some of the villagers had escaped without a trace. He stood behind a big tree, completely lost in thought, and the monsters did not see it either. Behind the big tree, he ran towards the mountain.
At the same time, various situations are happening in the other 149 dream-building spaces, putting every monk's environment in danger. Some monks have already begun to think of solutions.
Some monks became leaders of a party and began to lead a human race to solve the immediate dangers, some assisted the strong men in the dreams, and some were alone, heading towards danger with horizontal swords...
All kinds of people, no one backed down, they were all thinking of ways to show their true nature.
On the contrary, there was only Gu Shuo's space. Gu Shuo was very quiet. He stood behind the big tree, looking at the surrounding environment and the direction in which the banshee and the little demon disappeared. His eyes were a little confused and a little reminiscing.
Bei Wushuang was anxious. The other monks all started to take action, but Gu Shuo stood there stupidly.
Isn’t he very enlightened?
Could it be that his high level of understanding is only aimed at the Northland monks, and compared with these one hundred and forty-nine monks, he is rubbish?
"Look, is that Gu Shuo? Is he a fool?" At this time, people were already talking about it.
"After all, he is from the North, and I heard that he is not a monk from one of the four major sects in the North. He is just a disciple of a second-rate sect in the North. Although he is more powerful in combat, when it comes to the comprehension test, he is a scumbag."
"It's not just about his understanding. The previous qualification test has proven that he is a scumbag."
Bei Wushuang and other northern monks glared angrily. Sun Yi was angry and still fearful. He wouldn't lose the 50 billion spiritual stones this time, would he?
Hey, my heart aches to death.
Some people on the high platform couldn't help but look at Gu Shuo. His performance was really too special. However, after taking a few glances, they regarded him as a person who had been eliminated in their hearts. There was no need to pay attention to him, but to those monks who they considered to be the most talented monks.
Everything around him was too familiar, and finally a familiar scene jumped out of his deep memory, causing Gu Shuo to murmur:
"Calabash baby!"
Gu Shuo's surface memory was affected at this time, causing his deep memory to be extremely active. The surrounding scenery and the initial plot given by Meng Qingrao made him really feel familiar, and then the Calabash Baby in the deep memory began to appear. It affected him and made his dreams begin to change, which completely fit the plot of Calabash Baby.
"I should have a seed!" Gu Shuo said, his nature already immersed in the plot of Calabash Baby.
Then……
There is an extra seed in his hand...
Gu Shuo began to plant the seeds, and the plot progressed like the plot of Calabash Baby. When Calabash Baby called Gu Shuo grandpa, the monks in the square laughed.
This is because Gu Shuo really looks like an old grandfather. He has never recovered his lost life span and has silver hair. It's like just entering old age.
Moreover, everyone was attracted by Gu Shuo's plot. One hundred and forty-nine other people also had plots, but in the eyes of these monks, they all fell into the normal category. Only Gu Shuo's plot actually grew seven gourd babies. This is simply too much. Interesting.
Moreover, the seven gourd babies each have their own abilities...
Oh, in their opinion, each has his or her own magical power, which is even more interesting.
"Someone is at a critical moment." Someone suddenly exclaimed.
Then he saw a strong man standing in front of a stone tablet in a space dream.
"That's the driver of the Shaoyang Sect."
"Look, Jian Shanhong of Taiqing Sect is at the critical moment."
"Hua Jieyu of Shangqing Sect has also come to a critical point."
"Ning Caiyun of Taixuanzong has also reached a critical moment."
"Jianzong's Ximen Po Army has also reached its critical moment."
"The Yuqing Sect's Guangyuanfeng has also come to a critical point!"
"…………"
"Haha, Calabash Boy won. He rescued the old man, and Gu Shuo is at the critical moment. Hahaha..."
Suddenly there was a sound of joy, it was the monks who were watching Gu Shuo with great interest.
Gu Shuo woke up, and the scenes in his dream came to mind one after another. A smile appeared on Gu Shuo's lips. It was good to be able to recall long-lost memories in this way.
He calmed down his emotions and looked at a stone monument opposite.
There are two big characters on the top of the stone tablet: Huang Shi.
Below is a dense font.
Gu Shuo had heard about Huang Shi, and it was recorded in the books of the Qingyun Sect.
The Taoism of the world is divided into eight levels, and the heaven and earth are dark and yellow, and the universe is prehistoric.
Desolation is the lowest form of Taoism.
There are countless Taoist methods in the Huangjie, but Huangshi is the culmination of all the Taoisms in the Huangjie. It is a Tao method created by the sages of all generations of mankind who have spent countless generations integrating the world's wild Tao methods into one.
There is only one wild style, but it is suitable for any weapon, including fists, feet, palms, fingers, etc. The power it unleashes is not weaker than Hongjie Taoism.
In other words, although it is a Dao method of the Huang level, it has the power of the Hong level. The precious thing is that it allows low-level monks who can only release wild-level Taoism to release Taoism that is comparable to the power of Hong-level Taoism.
This kind of Taoism is very precious and can only be practiced by monks in the Tianmeng. But now it is used as a test question. Even if it is eliminated in the end, it is not a worthwhile trip.
Gu Shuo sat cross-legged, his eyes fell on the stone tablet, and he studied it carefully. During the years when he lived in seclusion in Qingyun Sect, he almost read all the Taoist teachings hidden in Qingyun Sect. Later, he also saw many intensive inheritances from the Dragon Palace treasures. His background is not weaker than those of the geniuses, and even surpasses them. . Because those geniuses all have powerful sect backgrounds, they often just choose a powerful path to follow. There is no need to study other lineages.
But Gu Shuo is different.
Because the Liangyi Jue he cultivated reaches Nascent Soul, and the follow-up exercises are not available, so he must create his own follow-up exercises. And how easy is it to create his own exercises?
Therefore, he was forced to read a lot of books, which made his background much higher than that of monks of the same level, and Huang Shi was a Taoist method that was created by combining the strengths of hundreds of schools of thought. Gu Shuo has a deeper foundation than others, so he naturally comprehends it faster than others.
However, this wild style was indeed very mysterious. Gu Shuo gradually felt that his brain was getting hot, and his thoughts began to slow down.
At this moment, the spiritual consciousness in his sea of consciousness evaporated, clearing his mind and making his thinking quick again.
At this time, thirty-eight monks have reached the critical point and are comprehending the wild style.
One day later, Si Cheng stood up and punched the stone tablet. The stone tablet rippled and disappeared. At the same time, the dream space also disappeared. The driver fell on the ground and passed the test.
Then he sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and continued to comprehend. Just now, I have only comprehended Huang Shi to the level of Xiaocheng.
Soon after, some people came to understand one after another. After taking a look at the driver, they all sat cross-legged and continued to understand.
I have to admit that these people are all geniuses, and they can understand Huang Shi so quickly.
Gu Shuo was the twenty-eighth to come out of seclusion. Even so, it caused a burst of exclamation from the audience in the square. They didn't expect that Gu Shuo might understand Huang Shi, but they didn't expect that Gu Shuo would understand it so quickly. It was actually ranked twenty-eighth. Even if this achievement is not a peerless genius, it is still a proper genius.
Gu Shuo only realized a small amount of success, so he sat cross-legged and continued to understand.
Two and a half days later, the 100th monk passed the examination.
The dream space disappeared, and the fifty monks were at a loss at first, and then realized that they had been eliminated, and their faces could not help but show frustration.
But then they took heart because they could still challenge.
There is no doubt that Gu Shuo was the first to challenge. The other forty-nine people looked at the person who challenged first with envy. In their view, the soft-mouthed persimmon was eaten first.
Gu Shuo was not upset, and stood quietly on the ring, still comprehending the wild style in his mind. At this time, he had understood the wild style to the realm of Dacheng, and was approaching the realm of perfection.
Clang!
The monk on the opposite side attacked Gu Shuo. Gu Shuo raised his eyes and punched out.
The monk opposite felt that he was facing a vast and ancient land, grand and thick.
Then……
He was blown away.
"Huang Shi... is so powerful!" The forty-nine monks couldn't help but be stunned.
Then, the remaining forty-nine challenged monks seemed to be stimulated by Gu Shuo, or they subconsciously wanted to compete with Gu Shuo in the wild style. Everyone used the wild style of understanding to fight against the enemy, and in the end they all blew away the challenger and won the victory.
This is not all the power of Huang Shi. Moreover, the basic strength of the monk being challenged is higher than those of those people. Even if it is the same as those challengers, with the addition of Huang Shi, he will naturally defeat the opponent.
The sixth round will be held in three days.
Gu Shuo also learned that Yun Shen was also eliminated, and in the end only he broke into the top 100 and entered the Tianmeng. In Bei Wushuang's words, the subsequent ranking competition is no longer important. Being able to enter the Tianmeng is victory.
Gu Shuo was happy not to discuss this, and Sun Yi held a banquet in Huangyuan to celebrate.
It is an honor for the entire Northland that Gu Shuo can join the Tianmeng. Moreover, he was particularly glad that he could lead the team this time and had shown goodwill to Qingyun Sect and Gu Shuo in advance.
In his opinion, Gu Shuo's qualifications were rubbish, but if he could enter the Tianmeng, he would be 90% able to step into the Nascent Soul. You don't need to be tall, just Nascent Soul, you can be on an equal footing with him. If you make friends with such a person in advance, you have to give yourself a thumbs up.
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