Elder A's reply made her melancholy. With her current Taoist training, she cannot defeat the demon general. She lacks the means of a thunderous strike, so she can directly seize the demon core at the point of battle and complete her victory in one battle. Once she is caught in a fight, she will be eroded by the demon energy and completely defeated. The fundamental reason is that there is no other, the realm of Taoism limits her combat power.
The five realms of Taoism are Cave Heaven, Yangshen, Xian Sheng, Elephant, and True Immortal. The higher you go up, the bigger the gap becomes. The threshold of Xian Sheng is like a chasm between the river and the sea, dividing the upper and lower realms. Only by taking this step can one be said to have entered the palace and be truly qualified. One palm, one hole and one vein.
The appearance of Elder A brought unprecedented changes. Ji ChenAi had never been so eager to break through. She stroked the cup with her slender fingers, hesitated for a thousand times, and finally begged: "Elder A, can you lend me a magic core on credit?" I?"
Zhou Ji's eyes fell on her pretty face, and he chuckled: "The devil core is the root of the devil general. The longer the fight, the greater the consumption. If you personally kill the devil general, the magic core will be more or less valuable." Loss, in line with one's own Taoism, is a good thing. The demon cores I obtained are all intact. If the demonic energy is too strong, using it to break through the bottleneck of manifesting the saints will be harmful rather than helpful. If it is weakened too much, it will not be useful. There is a sense of propriety in it. , it’s very difficult to grasp. You should understand this truth. Destroying seedlings will only encourage growth. Haste makes waste.”
Ji Chen'ao also knew the stakes, but she didn't give up and said with a smile: "Haste makes waste, but Elder A must have a way, right?"
Zhou Jiman drank the wine in the cup and said meaningfully: "You can give it a try, but it will not be easy for you."
Ji Chen Ai bowed down and said, "I beg Elder A to help. Life or death depends on life. Shen Ai will never complain."
Zhou Ji nodded slightly and asked: "Six methods of true immortality, Taiwei Golden Lotus, Burning Rhinoceros to control the sea, Zixu Yiyuan, Catastrophic Stars, Nine Dragons Chariot, Plain Girl's Mystery, what kind of practice do you practice?"
This question was the key. Ji Chenao turned around and glanced at Du Qianjie. The latter understood, took Wen Xun's hand, retreated, and entered the Jitian Wandering Horse Chariot to avoid suspicion.
"To be honest with Elder Jia, what Shen Ai has cultivated is Zixu Yiyuan Gong."
Zhou Ji raised his hand and said: "In this way, we are 30% more sure!"
Ji ChenAi saw him smiling happily and didn't know why Zixu was 30% more confident in his Yiyuan Gong? Is it possible that Elder A once practiced this true method? After thinking about it, it is not impossible. The so-called six methods and thirteen weapons all descended from the heaven. It is not surprising that Xuanduhai Shikongzhou has one or two inheritances.
Zhou Ji flicked his sleeves and swept the cup aside. He flipped his right palm over and took out a magic core the size of a date core. The evil energy rose up and changed rapidly. As it gathered and dispersed, the strange mountains and rivers appeared. elephant. Without waiting for Ji ChenAi to be prepared, he reached out his left thumb and pressed it gently between her eyebrows. A stream of pure essence poured into her body like a long river, instantly spreading through her organs and meridians, every inch of skin, and every hidden part of her body. There was no hiding in any corner. At this moment, she was completely exposed in front of the other party, without any secrets.
Is this the price she has to pay? Ji Chen'ao was in a trance. She saw Elder A using his magical power to slowly refine the demonic core outside his body, using himself as a bridge to turn the true energy into his own body, and forcefully hit the bottleneck of the manifestation of the saint. Borrowing the power of outsiders to achieve sanctification at all costs is indeed a feasible method, but in this way, she is deeply marked by Elder A both physically and mentally, and it is tantamount to switching to his sect.
Somehow, this foreign true energy blended well with Zixu Yiyuan Gong without much rejection. The "three-point assurance" that Elder Jia said was not false. Ji Chen Ai faced a dilemma, whether to turn it away or open it up. Full acceptance of mind and body?
Her eyes suddenly lit up, as bright as stars, as bright as rising flames. A sudden thought came to her, and she blurted out: "Where did Elder A come from?"
Zhou Ji was silent for a moment, and said with a low smile: "If you are poor, you will change, and if you change, you will be successful. I can help the Taoist sect return to Huangting Mountain, and then control the Xianyue Sanxing Cave, so why bother to delve into the origins? Master Ge Yang is not limited to this, you Young disciples of the younger generation, why should we bother ourselves so much? Life is short, and hundreds of years pass by like a white horse. After all the scheming and determination, it is ultimately the actions of the weak. If you are strong enough and remain true to your original intention, then why should you be afraid of conspiracies and conspiracies!"
Liang You said these words with emotion, not only to Ji ChenAi, but also to himself.
The mind was lost, and Ji Chenmai sank with it. The true energy drove straight in, invaded the key points of her Dantian, and turned into a force of yin and yang, slowly turning. In an instant, Zixu Yiyuan Gong was like a wild horse, rising steadily, one wave higher than the other. , rose to the peak of Yangshen, and began to hit the bottleneck of becoming a saint.
Deep in the wilderness, demonic energy raged, and no aura of heaven and earth could be sensed. The demonic core in Zhou Ji's right palm was reduced bit by bit at a speed visible to the naked eye. The pure demonic energy sank into his body, converted into true essence, and poured into Ji Chen's dantian, and her heart There was chaos, like a marionette at the mercy of strings, with no idea of where he was.
I don't know how long it took, but in the dark, the word "duh" suddenly rang in her ears. Thunder suddenly sounded, and her soul was shaken. She woke up from her sinking. She couldn't help but follow the path opened by Elder Jia, and took Zixu Yiyuan away. The gong is pushed to an unprecedented level, a little enlightenment emerges from the heart, the inside and outside are clear, and there is no distinction between myself and no one.
When she woke up from trance, she was dripping with sweat, her Taoist robes were soaked, and she was wrapped around her graceful body. Four jade rings of thorns, jade, green knots, and uncut jade were suspended above her head. The precious light was blurred, covering several square meters. On a land of ten feet, a heavy weight seems to be a light one, and there is still enough energy to move. Elder Jia has disappeared.
Du Qianjie bit her fingertips. With the help of powerful people, it was so easy to become a saint. She couldn't help but feel excited. If she had this chance, if she had this chance...
She was originally a spirit from grass and trees, and had learned the Taoist method of cultivating with magic core, but it was not in harmony with her own body. She got twice the result with half the effort, and every step she took was extremely difficult. She relied on the Kunwu lineage of Daomen, firstly to protect herself, and secondly to seek the skills and resources for cultivation. Although she had a big tree at her back to enjoy the shade, there were not many opportunities left for her. Over the years, she gradually reached the inner sect. As a protector, his cultivation has not improved much, and his prospects are worrying. Even the core disciples of the Taoist sect lowered their stature and behaved ambiguously, so how could she be reserved? Du Qianjie began to seriously consider changing his family, and instead joined Elder Jia's family.
Thousands of miles away, Zhou Ji broke into the Demon Palace alone and defeated the lower demon generals one after another like a melon and vegetables. This time he finally met an opponent worthy of his face. The demon general blocking the way is tall and thin, with slightly concave cheeks, and is taciturn. At first glance, he looks quite different from ordinary demon generals, and does not look sinister at all.
Zhou Ji examined it carefully and felt vaguely familiar. A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he immediately remembered that the ebony demon statue turned into powder had a very similar appearance to the demon general in front of him. This matter was quite strange. He pondered for a moment and then asked tentatively: "Do you have a disciple who was destroyed by my hands?"
The demon general's expression changed, and he raised his dull eyes. He was ruthless, sexless, without desires, and he said solemnly: "The demon has no disciples, only clans. My child is being killed by you. This is what his fate should be. What can I do!"
