There has always been a saying in the cultivation world that in the last step of the Great Dao, the innate spirit is the most important.

Those who have no natural spirit do not enter the cultivation, and over the years, it has almost become a law.

Among the many cultivators' natural spirits, they are divided into two types.

One is gold, wood, water, fire and earth, and most people's innate spirits are these five attributes, all of which are dead things, which is what Zhao Kuo said back then. They are mindless, and these people are much less dangerous when they induce spirits, and they rarely die.

But the other kind is different, their natural spirits are alive.

It has its own thoughts, its own forms, and its origins are staggering.

Therefore, their spirit guidance is also a kind of life and death calamity, get through, no accident, on the long road of eternal life, their figures will definitely go farther than others.

When the Apocalypse Academy recruits students, the first thing is to test the innate spirit, which is not hierarchical discrimination, but follows a certain law.

The fifth morning stream's natural spirit is naturally one in ten thousand, Han Li is an ancient divine beast, frozen in the polar regions for thousands of years, its strength itself is daunting, the day he became famous in the cultivation world, it was the time when the dean of the Apocalypse, Ji Weisheng, disappeared, before leaving, someone had seen him fight against him, and also heard the comments of this monumental figure in the cultivation world: A hundred years later, no one can beat him.

That is to say, in a hundred years, he will be the first person in the cultivation world.

No one would doubt this comment, because at that time, the fifth morning stream was already sharp, no matter what cultivation is, wisdom. is still in condition, except for Jin Mingyue, few people can match it.

Such a world-famous figure now easily holds the third sword of arbitration that is difficult for Confucianism to control. No matter what, he has proved one thing to the world, his strength has surpassed many predecessors.

Jin Ji Guang swept a little envy, he looked at the fifth morning stream high above, and couldn't help but be a little excited.

Kamihazel's face was a little complicated, and he turned sideways in disguise. Tearing off the fabric on the hem of his shirt that had been cut by the sword qi, he rearranged his shirt and looked down. Seeing that everyone was focused on the fifth morning stream, and no one paid attention to his embarrassment, he was relieved.

The objects in front of the hall had been almost destroyed, and he silently calculated in his heart the silver taels to rebuild the main hall. Immediately. He let out a long sigh.

I'm afraid the main hall can't be repaired.

No money!

He closed his eyes with a sad face, and said in his heart, Do you still want to find Linshui's house?

Shang Zhen thought far away, and he didn't notice the movements of the fifth morning stream above, until there was an exclamation from the disciples under the door, and he didn't react, he glanced at it, looked up, and was a little more shocked. From time to time, Han Li turned into his original form, freezing the sword qi around him. From time to time, it turned into a silver-white long knife, and slashed at it, and the cold light splashed everywhere, flashing the eyes of many people, and it was indeed difficult to take your eyes off such a hard-fought duel.

"That's amazing!"

"He used the knife casually, but he never missed, how vicious is his vision?"

"No, the sword technique is indeed secondary, I think that his cooperation with the natural spirit is the most terrifying, and he can have such a tacit understanding."

"I'm curious, how did he have such a deep true element, so young... Its true strength is already unfathomable. ”

"No wonder, the younger generation in the cultivation world respects him."

"A hundred years from now, he'll be a legend." Jin Ke muttered to himself, and suddenly had a little irresistible thoughts, he still had a competitive mind towards Heng Qibing, and for the fifth morning stream, he only had awe.

Everyone had different thoughts, and time flew by, but after a while, the sword stream above the sky gradually disappeared and turned silent.

The Fifth Morning Stream has already settled the third sword of arbitration.

Many people looked at the figure of the Xuanyi and sighed a little more in their hearts.

He is also a practitioner of the younger generation, why has he come so far? I can't even see my back.

Shang Zhen whispered to a disciple next to him, "Help Henglan back to the room, please listen to the snow man come to treat." ”

The disciple came back to his senses, glanced at Henglan Bing lying on the ground, turned his head in surprise, and asked, "Master, is the punishment over?" ”

Kamihazel glanced at it majestically, "Otherwise? ”

The disciple smiled and touched his head, "That's good, that's good." ”

With that, he trotted over, picked up Henglan Bing, and walked away.

Yulu wiped her tears and followed behind, and the head of the sect suddenly reprimanded, "What are you going to do? ”

She paused and glanced at the master sadly, "I'll take care of my senior brother." ”

"I don't need you for this!"

Yulu pursed her lips, and finally took a step back sensibly, and was embarrassed to save face in front of outsiders.

Shang Zhen's face softened a lot, straightened his clothes again, and walked towards the fifth morning stream.

"What the hell are you here for?"

The handsome side face of the fifth morning stream was a little pale, Shang Zhen's eyes flashed, and the corners of his mouth were a little more smiling.

I thought it was really so awesome, but it turned out to be injured and suffocating.

Let's just say, how can the sword of arbitration be so easy to match?

After gloating for a while, he picked up some of his temperament, looked at him, and asked, "But what happened?" ”

Fifth Chenjian glanced at him faintly, and his deep pupils seemed to see through his mind.

Kamihazel was uncomfortable for a while.

"Apocalypse, I don't owe you anything." The fifth morning stream said in a cold voice, then turned around, and disappeared in front of the Confucian Palace.

The disciples collectively sighed as they watched him leave.

Such an outstanding person, how can even the back be so charming.

Shang Zhen thought about this sentence for a while, his face sank, he snorted coldly, turned around, glanced at the unrecognizable hall, and the anger came up, thinking about the righteous words of the fifth morning stream, he was annoyed for a while, and shouted loudly, "I don't owe a p!" The hall is destroyed like this, but you give money to repair it?!! ”

The disciples in front of the hall were shouted back to their senses by this sentence, and collectively looked at Shang Zhen, and involuntarily popped out these words.

Vulgar!

It's vulgar!

Tacky!

Shang Zhen also noticed a little gaffe, his eyes were cold, and he returned to his original solemnity, "What are you looking at?" Don't you want to go back to cultivation?! ”

………

This is the end of Henglan Bing's punishment.

The remaining ten years of copying books are nothing in the eyes of many people, and they are forgotten.

On this day of Confucianism, more people remember the figure of the Xuanyi, like a god's mansion, and it will never be forgotten when you see it.

The fifth morning stream came and went fast, and there was little communication with people, and his only sentence made people think for a long time.

The apocalypse does not owe Confucianism.

Many people don't understand what this means.

Over the years, between Confucianism and the Apocalypse, although there are some disputes, but never talk about who owes whom, his words are a little inexplicable, many people feel that there may be some privacy between the two factions that outsiders can't know, and he came this time to solve this matter. (To be continued......)