The higher the level of the monk, the stronger the true element mana, and the greater the pain and damage he will suffer when he enters the "Cultivation Jedi".

The most terrifying known "Xiuzhen Jedi" is located in the Icewind Valley of the Dongsheng Divine Continent, and how great is its spiritual pressure?

Big enough to allow the Jindan monk to enter, he exploded and died in an instant.

However, compared to this "Little Sumeru World", Icewind Dale is really a small thing.

"This is the first time in 5,000 years that this has discovered the "Little Sumeru World", so it is natural that he will not be willing to let go like this. ”

"So we later selected disciples with two levels of qi refining and one level of qi refining and then ...... to Tiger Mountain."

"The result is very unfortunate, after the second level ......of qi refining enters, the sea of qi will immediately crack, and it will take good healing and a long time of recuperation to recover;

"It seems that this little Sumeru world really has nothing to do with us monks, so this seat has given it a name, called "Giant Spirit Realm". You say, isn't it very vivid, very appropriate?"

The rookies suddenly changed color.

The logic is clear, since a cultivator with a heavy Qi refining can't explore the Giant Spirit Realm, then replace it with a weaker one.

Qi refining is already the lowest rank of a monk, who else is weaker than it?

It is nothing more than a new seedling that has just survived the Red Dust Tribulation.

The rookies have not yet condensed the "qi sense" in their bodies into "true yuan", they can't use spells, they can't drive magic weapons, only half a foot has entered the cultivation realm, the length of service is not ordinarily short, the Tao is not ordinarily shallow, the kung fu is not ordinarily poor, and the root feet are not ordinarily weak.

Chang Kaishen scolded in his heart, how can this old monster of Jindan be like a liar who engages in pyramid schemes, shouting about a great opportunity, but in fact fooling us into coming to a landmine!

Who knows what kind of moth will come out of entering the giant spirit realm? Grandma, it is easy to survive the catastrophe in nine deaths, and this kind of bullshit is really a blood mold that has poured for eight lifetimes!

It seems that being too good is sometimes not a good thing.

"Don't think about it in your heart...... King Kong Sanzang is like an old witch who is peddling poisonous apples to Snow White: "This seat will not harm you, this is indeed a great opportunity that can make you more powerful in your cultivation!"

"Sect Master, please forgive the disciple for being rude. A beautiful girl with blonde hair and purple eyes, carrying a sword box, and obviously dressed as a man, couldn't help but stand up, put her hands together and made a mockery: "The strength of the spiritual pressure of the 'Giant Spirit Realm' is obvious, under the pressure of this kind of spiritual energy, it is obviously impossible to grow elixirs, strange herbs, wonderful fruits, monsters, monsters, strange fish, strange insects, and spirit birds, and it is impossible to give birth to a spiritual ore that takes hundreds of millions of years to slowly condense - since it has nothing, what special cause can it have for us monks?"

The rookies looked at her one after another, their eyes were full of admiration, and they all had resentment in their hearts, but who dared to come out in front of her and question the head directly.

"Who is this girl?

"She is this year's Crossing Tribulation List, and you are the same as Senior Brother of the Sidon Empire, I heard that she is the only one who has traveled 3,000 miles to the mountain gate to report on Xinmiao, so amazing!"

"I have seen her before at the Little Buddha Continent Martial Arts Conference, and I heard that she was inducted into the Sidon Empire's Sword Art Hall of Fame at the age of ten, and she is the youngest female swordsman in history. ”

"I've heard of her a long time ago, and I heard that her swordsmanship teacher is the god of the South China Sea!"

Chang Kaishen rolled his eyes, what is the god of the South China Sea, my brother has only heard of Indonesia in the South China Sea.

"Her name is Nadi!" Mano stiffened his face and muttered coldly beside him: "A tomboy with transvestism and two-handed swordsmanship, if she doesn't have the qualification to cultivate truth, she will be a maid for the lord of this county in Sidon......"

"Don't mumble down there!" the Sect Master snapped, immediately causing the whispering rookies to close their mouths.

"Our Buddhist cultivation pays attention to the spiritual mirror without dust, pointing directly to the heart, and learning from her if you have any questions-" Vajra Sanzang pointed to the flute with blonde hair and purple eyes, and his tone was low and powerful: "Ask directly in front of the gongs and drums!

"Command. "All the rookies were scared and trembling.

As the saying goes, "there are odd and even numbers, and people are wise and foolish", and the same is true for us monks, some people have high qualifications, some people have low qualifications, some people have good conditions, some people have poor conditions, this is inevitable, a slap stretched out always has a long and short. "Vajra Sanzang took this year's Bodhi Puja as the champion and the leader, and praised the talent of Nadi, praised it as a rare good material and beautiful jade for a hundred years, but cited Chang Kaishen as a negative example of congenital poor congenital disability, and brought it out to show the public. This old bald donkey is not afraid of hitting people when he speaks, and he almost tells everyone that because the qualifications of the two sides are far apart, Chang Kaishen may not be able to catch up with the effect of Nadi's cultivation for one hour in one day.

Many rookies are gloating, especially Qi Dian and a few bad and ruffian boys laughing very loudly.

"Congenital deficiencies, don't be afraid! After all, what we cultivators eat is the bowl of rice that "goes against the sky"! It's not our fault that we don't reincarnate well, we just want to make up for it through the day after tomorrow!"

Pointing to the silver whirlpool once again like the "Taiyin Sneaking Tunnel", Vajra Sanzang's majestic gaze was like a hurricane sweeping the grassland: "Don't think that this seat is an outcast who intends to use you as a stone thrower to ask for directions!"

In the past six months, this seat has successively dispatched thirteen groups of mortals into this "Giant Spirit Realm"......"

This is indeed a good way, mortals are not like monks, there is no existence of true elements in their bodies, and they can enter and enter freely in the "Giant Spirit Realm" with huge spiritual pressure.

"Fortunately, I didn't give up! When those mortals were exploring the geography of the "Giant Spirit Realm", they actually found a "Tiangang"—the "Wood Analysis"!"

Chang Kaishen was stunned when he heard this, and hurriedly held Zhizhu in his hand and checked the relevant information.

How can a bad computer run WOW? The answer is simple: upgrade the configuration.

How can a monk with a very fashionable foundation upgrade his cultivation configuration? The answer is also very simple: the sky kills the machine, and the stars are easy to stay. The ground is killed, and the dragon and snake rise to land. People kill people, and heaven and earth repeat. The three talents are combined, and the foundation is determined.

Among the three talents of heaven, earth, and people, there are all acquired shortcuts that help cultivators kill their vitality and improve their roots, bones, and bloodlines--the three talents kill the machine-Tiangang, Earth-shattering, and human-Qi!

These three have a mysterious and miraculous correspondence with the day, time, direction, climate, and cause and effect, which belongs to the real great immortal fate and atmospheric luck, and the monk can get one of them, which is enough to settle the world.

"Tiangang" is the projection of the power of the stars in the material world, and it is the most rare but unattainable among the three talents killing machine. Once the monk has successfully condensed it into his body, he can guide the star power to quench the flesh, turn the horse into a good horse, and repair the stubborn stone into a beautiful jade. In addition, the monk can also get an additional "Body Protective Qi" that brings his own dry food and grows at the same time.

The "Wood Analysis Shengang" mentioned by the Supreme Master of the Zodiac comes from the year star Tiangang, one of the five Yao of the zodiac, and the five elements belong to wood. In addition to the Golden Finger function of the Star Power Quenching Body and the upgraded configuration, its Body Protective Qi can also parasitize a plant, which can synchronize the monk's body when necessary to resist attacks from the outside world.

"To tell you the truth, this kind of good stuff would never have been touched by you newcomers. King Kong Sanzang didn't know how many times he smiled bitterly tonight: "But who made this 'Giant Spirit Realm' spiritual pressure huge, even the lowest-level Qi refining monk had to vomit blood on the spot three times when he entered............"

The young monks paused for a moment, and immediately understood the meaning of these words, and secretly shouted for the Buddha's blessing one by one.

Even the lowest-level Qi refining cultivators had to vomit blood on the spot when they entered, so now that the Maha Wuliang Palace can enter this "Giant Spirit Realm" to absorb the candidates for condensing Tiangang, who else is they rookies?

Mortals can also enter, but they are not descendants of the Great Dan Miao, and they cannot condense the "Tiangang" into the body!

And time is also on the rookie's side, there are as many as 12 kinds of Xingtiangang, and every year there is a new change in Shengang, from Xingji, Xuanfang, Suzi, Lou, Liang, Shishen, to the quail head, quail fire, quail tail, birthday star, fire, and wood, each with its own mysterious use, each with its own special features. "Ximu Shengang" is the last year old Xing Tiangang, and there is no such shop in this village anymore.

If one of these links is loosened, no matter how generous the Maha Wuliang Palace is, it is impossible to be willing to hand over the great opportunity of condensing Tiangang to a group of rookies.

"Please also tell the master, in addition to the huge spiritual pressure, are there any other risks that need to be paid attention to?" Unlike the vast majority of enthusiastic and enthusiastic young monks, the blond hair and purple eyes, the flute dressed as a man is extremely mature and cautious, and she is also one of the few rookies who has never been carried away by the "Mandate of Heaven" and has always maintained her composure - the reason is actually very simple, Tiangang only has thirty-six numbers, which is far less than eighty-three rookies to be assigned, which means that there are many people who are destined to be "spare tires".

"The natives who live in the Djinn realm are the rakshasas. Vajra Sanzang nodded at her with appreciation, the tourmaline ring on his hand shone blue again, and suddenly there were more than a dozen rows of Lanqi (weapon racks) in the open space in front of him, on which were neatly placed armor blades of different shapes and huge sandalwood boxes: "If any of you feel scared and regret it, it's too late to quit now! It's not to scare you, the thirteen groups of mortals sent by this seat to explore in this "Giant Spirit Realm" are either all wiped out or almost all wiped out— They are all Gu soldiers carefully cultivated by the major Xiuzhen families of the vassal sect, and their combat power is superior to that of your internal elites and martial arts masters in Xidon, Huaxu, Yunmeng, Taixi and other countries!"

The rookies are suddenly less fanatical.

Rakshasa is also one of the six realms of beings, divided into four caste groups of "wet", "fetus", "egg", and "transformation", and is the most martial, warlike, cruel, and bloodthirsty existence of all intelligent species, and is a natural killer, hunter, saboteur, and terminator. In the Buddhist scriptures, which have always been peaceful and rigorously worded, they have always been called "evil ghosts". Almost any living being, except for its kind, is the target of Rakshasa hunting. No reason, no reason. No forgiveness, no mercy. There are no negative emotions such as hesitation, weakness, fear, and cowardice in their personality factors, and the stronger the opponent's strength, the more it can arouse Rakshasa's desire to shine with the sword.

It is precisely because of this mad dog-like habit that the rakshasas of the Yamafu world were basically "Heinrich Himmler" as early as the primeval flood period, for the simple reason - they were too far from heaven and too close to the monks. At present, only a very small number of rakshasas still exist in the Cuiyun Mountain Range of Xiniu Hezhou, and occasionally a rakshasa monk will pop up, and without exception, they will strive to "have a few more bloody storms" in their short lives.

The world believes that this is a perverted race, and perhaps the only one, that can get great pleasure from fighting and killing.