Volume 2 The Monk Chapter 80 Divine Insight Breaks Through the Illusion

"Me?" Jiang Ping said uncertainly, "I don't know if I can catch up with the ratio of the stars." ”

"Why?" Jiang Tong thought of something, his eyes widened, "Senior brother, you haven't separated from the gods yet?"

Jiang Ping nodded, and he didn't want to hide it from Jiang Tong, "If I detach the gods from the soul, wouldn't it be the middle stage of qi refining? Senior brother, how are you a god? How many steps can you reach on the path of refining gods?"

"It's more than one hundred and sixty steps, if you climb up with all your might, it should be about two hundred steps. No matter how high it is, it will be close to the limit, and I am worried that it will be a bad thing to squeeze the gods out of the soul, and I guess I should be in the top fifteen. ”

"Fifteen, the last time the power list was very strong?"

"In the early stage of Qi refining, the first rank is five hundred and sixty-nine ranks, the second is four hundred and three, and the third is three hundred and seventy-seven...... The tenth is more than two hundred and eighty steps, so if I make some progress in the past few months, it shouldn't be a problem to reach more than two hundred and forty levels. The first few metamorphoses broke through to the middle stage of Qi refining, and it was impossible for me to reach the top ten. ”

"The first five hundred and sixty-nine, the second can exceed four hundred, why is there so much difference?" Jiang Ping hesitated, thinking that he hadn't heard clearly.

"The first three are all perverts, and the first one is the best of perverts! Alas, don't talk about them. Senior brother, although you can't break through to the middle stage of Qi refining, your Divine Sense and Divine Refining Path Layers should not be low, you can participate in these two items. ”

"One hundred and thirty-seven floors. Jiang Ping said flatly.

Jiang Tong glared and said in surprise: "Senior brother, I have reached more than one hundred and sixty steps, how can you be one hundred and thirty-seven!"

Jiang Ping smiled, "I have to break through the tenth wave of illusions on each layer before I can climb one level." ”

"Ten...... Ten waves?" Jiang Tong's eyes widened, ten times? What is the concept! There are ten waves of attacks on each step of the Divine Refining Path, and each attack is nearly twice as strong as the last time, even if there is a shrinkage in the back, it is also extremely terrifying!

On the path of refining gods, there are actually people who can insist on ten waves of illusion attacks on each step, which is a monk of the same generation who is completely crushed.

"Senior brother, do you know that the vast majority of monks who climb the Refining God Mountain will withstand up to five illusion attacks on each step, and then break through to the next step, I heard Senior Brother Tang Jing say that there were people who liked to experience all illusion attacks before, but the time spent was countless times higher, the consumption of the divine body was too large, and you may not be able to reach the hundred steps after climbing for ten years, senior brother, you have reached the one hundred and thirty-seventh steps, if you experience the illusion once per layer, I am afraid you will have to ...... No, Senior Brother, you go with me to refine the Divine Mountain, I want to know how many steps Senior Brother can climb. ”

Jiang Ping couldn't resist Jiang Tong's proposal, so he went to Refining God Mountain with Jiang Tong.

When Jiang Tong knew that the crane had returned to Jiang Ping, he almost fell off the crane. After understanding what Jiang Ping was thinking, Jiang Tong understood and thought that the senior brother was thinking in the long run.

The Refining God Mountain is still so lively, Jiang Ping is no longer surprised to come to the Refining God Mountain, and no one pays attention to how many steps Jiang Ping has climbed. Because Jiang Ping never left a ranking on the ranking stone, no one was interested in Jiang Ping.

Jiang Ping glanced at the Divine Refining Path, took a breath, and stepped on the Divine Refining Path with his right foot.

The boundless terrifying aura of the Refining God Road was pressed, and once mortals faced it, they would have already flowed feces and urine, and their spirits would collapse, but the low-level illusion attack had little effect on Jiang Ping, and Jiang Ping broke through to the second and third layers in a leisurely stroll......

He only experienced the first wave of terrifying aura on each step, and directly broke the illusion, and there would be no more warm currents, Jiang Ping naturally would not hesitate to do anything, and the kung fu of half a burnt incense had already come to the one hundred and thirty-seventh floor.

This layer is the highest layer that he receives the largest illusion attack on each layer, and if he still insists on ten waves of attacks, I'm afraid he won't be able to hold on for long before he will be attacked.

"Broken!"

Jiang Ping snorted softly in his heart, breaking the one hundred and thirty-seventh layer!

One hundred and thirty-eight floors!

One hundred and thirty-nine floors!

......

One hundred and ninety-nine floors!

Two hundred and thirty-three floors!

Two hundred and seventy-six floors!

......

Jiang Ping stayed on each floor for less than ten breaths, and all the illusions were easily broken!

"Broken!"

"Broken!"

"Broken!"

...... Three hundred and fifty-four floors!

Jiang Ping's legs trembled on the steps of the three hundred and fifty-fourth floors, he knew that what was in front of him was an illusion, all the terrifying sounds, and the power of oppression were illusions, but it was not so easy to get rid of!

"My limit is not you! I will break this layer!" Jiang Ping suddenly shouted, his divine body was condensed, countless divine senses swept out, and there was darkness in front of him,

"Divine Consciousness Sword, Split it for me!"

Countless energies conjured up a sharp sword light, from the handle to the tip of the sword, emitting a blazing golden light, this is the result of Jiang Ping's five years, through refining the divine path, he has studied a set of exercises to control the divine consciousness, turning the divine consciousness into a sharp weapon, breaking the magic barrier.

Divine consciousness is originally an energy body, which is deified, but it does not consume the energy of the god, but the energy of the outside. Otherwise, it would be impossible for Jiang Ping's divine consciousness to reach the strength of the late stage of foundation building, and the divine consciousness has not yet been separated!

"Slash!"

Jiang Ping controlled his Divine Sense, and the huge Divine Sense Sword swung forward!

"Whoa!"

"Oh!

"Whew!!"

......

Jiang Ping's ears seemed to hear the roar of a beast, like a sword light slashing at a certain beast.

"Hey, why is it like a bear barking?"

Jiang Ping suddenly thought that when he was apprenticed, Master Wang Ming roasted bear meat for himself and Jiang Tong, cut the pieces of meat from the bear alive and cooked them on the grill, the bear's terrible roar was still in his ears, and the illusion that Jiang Ping broke with a sword actually had a sound similar to a bear's roar!

In Jiang Ping's trance, the 354th floor has been broken!

The long-lost warm current suddenly gushed out from the Divine Refining Road, and entered the body along the Divine Refining Stone in his hand, Jiang Ping hurriedly ran the "Qiling Xiao Zhou Tianfa" to lead the warm current to the middle dantian, the divine body was quite powerful at the moment, if it weren't for Jiang Ping's reluctance to break through, he would already be a mid-stage Qi refining cultivator at this time.

"Divine body, resist it!" "The warm current is like a meteorite, falling from the sky and smashing straight towards the divine body!

When Jiang Ping's consciousness saw the warm current, he exclaimed in his heart, "How can there be so many!"

Where is the warm current at this moment, it is clearly a long river, falling from the sky, smashing straight towards Jiang Ping's divine body.

Jiang Ping's expression changed several times, "Impossible, it's impossible for me to accept such a terrifying warm current! What should I do! Next, I'm afraid that the entire divine body, including the soul, will be shattered by this long river!"

"Why is there such a big river! I've never seen it! Could it be that there has been a change in this path of refining gods?"

......

At this time, in the depths of the Refining God Mountain, a monk with long hair suddenly stood up and broke out of the cave!

He stood in the sky above the Refining God Mountain, and his divine consciousness swept over the Refining God Mountain, and countless monks who climbed the Refining God Path were all in sight!

If any monk saw this, he would be amazed!

How is it possible! The path of refining the gods cannot be seen by the eyes, and the divine consciousness cannot detect it!

It's common sense!

Even if it is a Jindan real person, he needs to spit out the Jindan to illuminate the mountain road in order to see what is on the path of refining the gods! If you want to find someone, you need to know the breath of this person.

The long-haired monk floating in the sky above the Refining God Mountain actually swept his divine sense directly to every monk in the Refining God Mountain!

He muttered to himself.

"The giant beast at the bottom of the Shicai Mountain obviously let out a cry of pain, why didn't he find anything abnormal, the strongest strength on this refining god mountain is only in the early stage of foundation building, how can it be possible to shake the underground giant beast. ”

He looked a little hesitant, turned his head to look into the distance, and called a few words in the air, but no one could hear the sound.

None of the countless monks in the Refining God Mountain could see the monks in the air, as if they couldn't see this person staying in the sky above the Refining God Mountain.

Suddenly, an old monk with white hair appeared in front of him, and a gray-white donkey sat under him. He was carrying a big yellow gourd, his face was sleepy, he rubbed his eyes, saw the long-haired monk in the air, and complained: "Meng Bai, what are you doing when you have nothing to do to disturb my old man, you don't know, how much life I have to live in the old man, don't you know how much I respect the old and love the young?"

"You see you're still holding a handful of broken dust, are you really clean when your six roots are clean? If Ruohua girl comes to look for you again, you still won't agree to her? Hey, you look like a great eunuch in the mortal world, you learned from them? hahaha......"

The old man laughed, he didn't even feel sleepy, took out the big yellow gourd from his back, took a sip of old wine, and his nose was red.

The long-haired monk was white, holding a floating dust in his hand on his arm, his hands in front of his waist, a snow-white and cold face, like a knife and axe, cold and unkind.

Meng Bai frowned, he didn't like to joke with people, the old man in front of him was not as senior as him, and he couldn't beat him, and he always made fun of himself chatting, so he was really helpless.

"Senior Brother Wu, your words are getting more and more. Meng Bai said coldly.