Chapter Seventy-Seven: Breaking the Realm

What is a miracle doctor?

Ying Baoyue had never thought about this in her life.

She was known as the most talented cultivator in her previous life, and she had never experienced the first four levels of cultivation at the tenth level, let alone the tenth order. There are also natural strong people around him.

The only special master never told her how she became a practitioner.

Maybe she was told, she doesn't remember.

She had forgotten all about her spiritual practice.

Be neat and tidy.

However, just as she said that sentence to the little girl in front of her, the moment Xu Wenning's eyes lit up, Ying Baoyue heard the sound of the wind.

The wind is blowing.

The wind and smoke are clean, and the Tianshan Mountains are colorful.

Outside the curtain, there is no trace of the wind.

The wind rose from nowhere, entangled between her and Xu Wenning in front of her, and the next moment it went straight to the sky. And at this time, Ying Baoyue heard a crisp click.

It's the sound of healing and breaking.

The sound of the broken things in the heart of the young girl in front of her being mended. At the same time, there was a rush of breath in her body, but something was shattering, as if the pain of growth spread all over her body in an instant.

But this is not destruction, but rebirth.

It was the breath she had ever felt, the world she had seen in her dreams, and she had finally returned to this dream again.

When her body was shattered, Ying Baoyue finally felt that new breath, the breath of heaven and earth, the breath of life, the breath of the gods, and the breath that fused everything together.

Endless.

She seemed to be floating between heaven and earth, and there was a burst of old questions in her ears.

"In the beginning of time, who preached it?

The top and bottom are not formed, why should they be tested?

What is the sky? Twelve?

Sun and Moon Ann? Liexing An Chen? ”

In this vicissitudes of questioning, countless pictures flew away in front of Ying Baoyue's eyes.

In the land ravaged by natural and man-made disasters and beasts, the human beings who survived were lucky enough to fight all this with flesh and blood, and once tried their best to find a way to survive.

Emulate the gods, worship heaven and earth, and finally get the way to become stronger in tune with everything else.

This is the practice.

At this moment, Ying Baoyue remembered a lot of things, many faces appeared in front of her eyes, and there were many people whose names she couldn't name. She stretched out her hand to hold the piece of red jade hanging from her chest, looked at the end of the road, and the middle-aged woman in front of her who turned her head with the hilt of her sword in her hand whispered softly in her heart.

I'm sorry.

Master, I'm late.

But she's finally back.

At this time, Ying Baoyue understood everything.

The winds didn't come from anywhere else, but from her body. Her body structure is changing, she is changing because she has become a practitioner, and she is becoming aware of the mysteries of this world.

There was a familiar sharp pain in her wrist, and at this moment, another breath rushed from her limbs, resisting the eroded force at her wrist.

This breath is still very weak, but it belongs to her.

This power is still weak, but it is her power.

A power that belongs to a practitioner.

Gui Chang behind her widened his eyes, and Chu Ji, who was not far away, stopped and turned back in amazement not far away to let Gui Chang and the princess talk alone.

"How can this be ......"

Half of Chu Ji's face twitched violently, and the old woman's voice echoed in her head, with a stunned look she had never heard before.

"Breaking the ......"

How many years has it been since an ordinary person has broken through the realm rank ten?

Isn't the method of breaking through the realm already lost?!

Chu Ji's eyes widened in disbelief when she heard this, but the huge gathering of heaven and earth vitality couldn't help but she didn't believe it.

What's even more terrifying is that is really a Tier 10 Breaking Realm?

I only heard a click, and a spiderweb-like crack appeared in the ground under the knee of the girl who was kneeling on one knee not far away.

Chu Ji hadn't seen the Rank Ten Breaking Realm, but she had seen the picture of the Rank Nine Breaking Realm, and the changes in heaven and earth brought about by the surging breath of the woman in front of her were actually even grander than the Rank Nine she had ever seen!

"Who the hell is she?"

In her mind, the old woman was stunned and spoke Chu Ji's question. And at the same time, someone was asking the same question.

"Second brother, what are you talking about?" Standing on the steep mountain road, Zhao Guang looked at the man with a deep expression in front of him in amazement.

"A new practitioner was born."

Zhao Guang's ears heard Li Ji's calm but complex emotional voice.

Zhao Guang knew very well that natural cultivators often did not gradually show their talents until after the age of five, and there was no such thing as birth, so this birth only meant a possibility.

A possibility that has not appeared for many years and has long been asserted as impossible.

"Are there ordinary people who have found a way to become cultivators?" Zhao Guang couldn't believe his ears.

The elder brother was silent as always, and then Li Ji stood on the mountain road and turned around.

"It's her."

The princess who appeared out of nowhere, was whimsical, and her life was short.

Less than half a day after he had warned her that the method of ordinary people becoming cultivators had been lost, the woman had actually achieved a breakthrough.

Breaking a record that no one on the continent has broken for nearly a decade.

did what it is said that no one can do unless Emperor Taizu is resurrected.

"How the hell did she do it?" Zhao Guang looked at his elder brother and said in disbelief, "What is the way to make ordinary people become cultivators?" ”

The young man's incomprehensible questioning resounded among the mountains and fields.

"How can the so-called divine doctor level break through?"

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What is a miracle doctor?

Of course, it is a person who can heal people's wounds.

But it's not just about physical pain.

The tenth level of the cultivation level, the divine doctor.

Looking at the little girl in front of her who was looking at her at a loss, Ying Baoyue looked at the bamboo tube in her hand in a daze.

At the beginning, Guichen cured the little boy at the well with the medicine made with the prescription of the pharmacopoeia, but his body did not change in any way.

And she finally understood why.

For he healed only the wounds of the flesh.

This is not a condition for becoming a practitioner at the tenth level.

Since the condition is not to cure diseases, then why did that person name this rank as a miracle doctor?

When she dreamed back at midnight, Ying Baoyue asked herself this question countless times, but at this time, she finally got the answer.

The important thing is not to treat people's bodies, but to treat something else.

"There is something more difficult to heal in this world than the human body." At the end of the road, the words that Master had once spoken to her revived in her ears.

When the sky is good, the nature of the place is because of the heart of people.

What is more difficult to heal than the flesh is for the human heart.

He who can cure all these things is a divine doctor.

This is the tenth level of the cultivation level, and the initial and highest threshold.

Who would have thought that the path of cultivation, which was full of killing and strife, would have originated from salvation in the beginning.

Ying Baoyue looked at the little girl in front of her who was looking at her indifferently but intently, and she passed by the little girl she had inadvertently rescued.

The cause that was unintentionally planted blossomed at this time and bore fruit that no one expected.

At this moment, the abundant power seeped into Ying Baoyue's body.

The gears of fate began to turn.

The tenth order, the divine doctor.

This life and this life.

She was already a practitioner.