Chapter 43: Sword Intent
Seventh floor, passed.
The main hall of the sect is a partial hall.
The hand holding the brush is slender and perfect, the bones are distinct, white and flawless, and the jade is as smooth as the master, and the master writes in an orderly manner, and the thick ink slowly spreads on the paper.
His appearance is extremely outstanding, handsome, like a jade man, even if he stands there quietly, his upright posture has a unique nobility and pride.
The golden sunlight sprinkled on his porcelain-white side face, which seemed to be carved from crystal clear marble, gilding him with a halo of yellow, making it even more dazzling.
The thin crimson lips are slightly upturned, showing the good mood of the owner.
Chen Hao stopped his pen and ink, and looked at the words on it intently, there was already everyone's style and bones, and he was in a class of his own.
This disciple trial found the shortcomings of the sect, it is good for the head to appear, but the affairs of the sect are not managed, there is only the head of the sect, Chen Hao himself feels very troublesome, and it will also indirectly reduce the disciple's feeling of the sect.
After counting the spiritual points in his hand, there are more than 10,000, which is enough to create a character to share worries and solve problems, but there is no timeline of people created out of thin air, and the memory is blank, which is not quite in line with his current situation.
"Host, aren't there countless heroes and heroes in the history of your earth, characters that have been passed down through the ages? they are all ordinary people with their own memories, they are easy to shape, and they are not monks, so they will not disturb the timeline. The system suddenly sounded.
"Then are you pulling them to be reborn? But the strong here are respected, and ordinary people can't survive!" Chen Hao was very puzzled when he heard the ordinary people.
"Because of the relationship between the earth and the Xuantian Continent, the host let them be reborn and put them in the ancient era, and put them with the mark of the Xuantian Continent, so that they will not be a serious black household in the Heavenly Dao, and they can sleep until now when they cultivate to a certain extent, and they are absolutely loyal to the sect, and they have experience and no troubles!"
"Is this so? You can give it a try, how do you calculate the spirit points?" Chen Hao pondered for a while, and felt that this was not bad, needless to say, the ability to be passed down through the ages, and then go to the ancient era to gild, it would be better, now the main thing is whether the spirit points are enough.
"The whole service, 10,000 spirit points, can't buy a loss. “
Chen Hao estimated that the time alone was worth it, but there was still a question, "What about these qualifications?"
What is the root bone is actually a person's innate quality.
People with good roots and bones will get twice the result with half the effort in their cultivation, and their understanding is also very good.
For example, two people have the same realm of exercises, but one person is an ordinary root bone, and one person is a good root bone, and the cultivation speed of a person with a good root bone will surpass that of ordinary root bones by a lot.
What's more, under normal circumstances, the realm of the exercises of a good root bone will definitely be higher than that of an ordinary root bone, because the adaptability of a good root bone is much better.
It is said that in the absence of chance, only those with good root bones can break through the second-order realm, that is to say, if nothing else, ordinary root bones cannot break through the second-order.
"Immortal bones and jade muscles, Lingxiu Essence, Dao Body Natural, is the supreme asset for cultivating martial arts. ”
"Is that so? Who do you choose? Or choose Confucius, who is the teacher of all future generations, the best at teaching students. ”
"Yes. ”
In the blink of an eye, a mirror appeared in front of him, and a baby grew into a child, and then began to cultivate.
The scorching breath became more and more intense, and a white mist rose above Confucius's head.
Legend has it that when a person's skill reaches a certain level, when he exercises, visions will appear above his head, such as the vision of the great sun, the vision of the river, the vision of the furnace, and the vision of the demon beast.
As time passed, the white mist above Confucius's head became thicker and thicker, like a cloud of water vapor.
Gradually, Confucius's skin turned red.
I don't know how long it has been, there was a sudden pop in Confucius's body, and the next moment, the pale red light on his abdomen was great, and the white mist above his head was also great, and a scorching breath spread, and the temperature in the air rose sharply, as if a furnace appeared in the cultivation room, which was extremely magical.
At the same time, the astonishing aura of heaven and earth surged towards Confucius, and this swallowing speed was obviously much stronger than before.
Slowly opening his eyes, Confucius's eyes flashed with red light, and he said to himself, "Finally, the second order." ”
The monk has a spiritual sea, located in the skull, and the place that carries the monk's spiritual energy. The size of the spiritual sea and the purity of the spiritual energy are one of the strategic factors that determine the combat power of the monks. In the basic realm, Confucius reached the extreme realm, so the spiritual sea expanded to the size of the ocean, and the spiritual power storage far exceeded that of the monks of the same realm, and it was even more majestic than the late second-order stage.
The spiritual sea will expand according to the foundation as the monk's realm ascends, so it is particularly important to lay a solid foundation on the foundation.
Confucius, who has reached the second order, is higher than nine out of nine monks in the initial stage!
Watch him improve his cultivation step by step, finally.
Confucius was wrapped in blood gas, forming a large blood-colored cocoon.
He is in a large cocoon, constantly metamorphosing.
Confucius's bones are constantly shattering.
The skin is not broken, and the flesh exudes the smell of corruption.
All the internal organs are shattering.
It's a real rebirth.
Confucius endured great pain, but his mind was steadfast and did not allow himself to pass out.
The process is slow, taking about an hour to complete.
At this moment, Confucius was all over his body, only his head, heart, and qi were intact.
Airplanes!
A new force spread from the depths of Confucius's mind.
The bones are recovering, and the new bones glow like jade.
The internal organs, flesh and blood, and meridians are being regenerated.
In an instant, Confucius recovered as before.
Click!
The blood-red cocoon cracked, and Confucius walked out of it.
His figure was slender, his face was like a crown of jade, and his eyes were as bright as stars.
Confucius's deep palm, as white as jade, clenched tightly, he felt the power surging in his body.
He can smash a mountain with a single punch.
Of course, this is the illusion that the physical strength has increased too much.
Airplanes!
An invisible wave between heaven and earth broke through.
The power of the Great Dao converges in this valley.
Throughout the Hundred Beast Mountain Range, the beasts trembled and crawled on the ground.
Confucius sat cross-legged on a stone and felt the changes in his body.
The Great Way manifests, like the true gods of the heavens.
In his sea of qi, wisps of golden marks appeared, imprinted on the walls of the sea of qi.
It is the mark of the Way!
At the same time, the sea of gas is constantly expanding.
Confucius's original sea of qi was dozens of times larger than that of ordinary monks.
At this moment, it expanded again, reaching the size of 3,000 zhang.
In the sea of qi, due to the imprint of the lower path, every wisp of true qi has become more vigorous after the baptism of the Great Dao.
One gold and one white, two star-like sources of true qi, each with a pattern appearing on it, like a dragon and a snake, like a flying phoenix, like a unicorn, like a Xuanwu.
This is the Dao pattern, which represents the power of the Dao.
The avenue resonance lasted for a quarter of an hour before it gradually dissipated.
Confucius observed the changes in the sea of qi, the sea of qi expanded to three thousand zhang, and the original true qi was condensed by the power of the Great Dao, and it shrank a lot.
Moreover, due to the tenfold expansion of the sea of qi, the amount of mana is less.
Therefore, if Ye Xingchen wants to break through to a higher level, he also needs to fill up the mana in the sea of qi.
"My current strength, without relying on any external objects, can defeat the upper half-step True Destiny Realm, and if I encounter a monk in the late third order, I can also compete with one or two. ”
Confucius punched out, and his true qi was like a wild dragon, slamming into the valley, and the entire valley with a radius of less than 100 meters collapsed.