On the same day, Meng Xiang returned to the Zixuanmen, and everyone in the sect was discussing what that spiritual light was.

Some people say that it is the afterglow of the duel between the strongest masters of the totem clan, some people say that it is the battle spirit of the buried bone land trying to break through the shackles of the buried bone land, and some people say that it is the reappearance of the god clan that has not appeared in 30,000 years.

In fact, only Meng Xiang and Ling Yueyue, who were hiding in the shadows, knew that the spiritual light was caused by Meng Xiang's slight leakage of True Yuan due to irritability.

Although Meng Xiang is strong, he does not have the ability to open the valley, so sleep is a must.

Meng Xiang said to the Third Elder that he would talk about this when he woke up, so he sent the Third Elder back first.

Since Meng Xiang was now the head of the outer gate, the three elders took special care of Meng Xiang, so they didn't force it, but after saying that they would come to the dormitory to find him early the next morning, they sent Meng Xiang back to the dormitory.

...

The next morning, the sun had not yet risen.

Meng Xiang, who got up early in the morning, went to the outer door study early, borrowed the book A Brief History of the Nine Continents, and returned to the dormitory to read it slowly.

This brief history is not a practice, nor is it a secret, let alone a unique book, and it is not difficult to lend it.

During this period of life in the Nine Continents, Meng Xiang became a little interested in this strange continent and felt that it was time to get to know it well.

Sitting at the desk, Ah Chou was still in a coma, so Meng Xiang quietly lit the oil lamp and flipped through it.

This brief history starts with why the Nine Continents called Zhenyuan a war spirit.

The essence of the so-called war spirit is the true element.

According to legend, the primeval war broke out 30,000 years ago, and before the outbreak of this primeval war, the human race, and indeed all races, were cultivators.

But after the Taigu War, for some reason, there was a large-scale lack of spiritual energy between heaven and earth, which made it extremely difficult to cultivate the truth, but if it was said to be the era of the end of the law, it was not as serious as the scarcity.

For some reason, the top cultivators found that their cultivation had been capped, but they could not ascend to godhood, as if they were the plane of the Nine Continents, isolated by some unknown force.

If it soars, the cultivation will be dissipated in an instant, and the ten thousand years of cultivation will be destroyed in one fell swoop, and countless former top powerhouses will all degenerate into mortals overnight.

But ascension is the instinct of a cultivator, and after reaching the peak, ascension becomes a strong desire that no one can avoid.

It was precisely because of this situation that the Great War of Taikoo was forcibly terminated without a winner.

All the powerhouses of the Nine Clans gathered overnight to discuss countermeasures.

The greatest temptation of Xiuzhen is nothing more than eternal life, reverence and leisure.

It's impossible to get away with it, so at least keep eternal life and be honored, right?

Xiuzhen can't be reduced because of this.

As a result, all the powerhouses of the Second to Ninth Continents gathered and held a meeting of the Eight Clans that lasted for 4,000 years 29,000 years ago.

Eventually, due to the difficulty of cultivating the truth, in order to protect their own cultivators from damage, the Eight Clans made an agreement of an indefinite truce.

Anyone who takes the initiative to provoke a race war will be wanted by the entire continent.

At the same time, in order to avoid soaring, all the strong people have been immersed in studying the operation laws of the true yuan for the past four thousand years, and finally found a solution.

There used to be a relatively inferior cultivation method called Dou Qi.

As long as the True Yuan is run in the way of Dou Qi, it can avoid soaring, not only that, but the upper limit of the strength of the cultivator can also be higher than before, and after entering the Golden Body Period, the lifespan will also be as immortal as that of the immortals.

This is the reason why the Mahayana period is followed by the golden body period.

The strong person in the Golden Body Stage is a person who has broken through the limit of a cultivator and stepped into a quasi-god, although he has no godhead, his strength can be compared with that of a true immortal.

At this point, the true yuan of the Nine Continents was renamed Battle Will.

To say that the will to fight is not to cultivate the truth is actually an extreme statement.

The fighting spirit is still Xiuzhen, but... This is a kind of cultivation that is forced by conditions and distorted and deformed.

No wonder that the eight-headed hundred-headed king snake I feel has more strength than the true immortal, it turns out that it is not because it is strong, but because the golden body period itself is equal to the true immortal without godhead.

I said, how can a cultivator compete with an immortal.

Closing the page, Meng Xiang breathed a long sigh of relief and shook his head helplessly.

But then again, this repair is really transformed... What a mess!

Of course, Meng Xiang knew what Dou Qi was, in the Three Thousand Great Realms, in addition to cultivating the truth, the most popular thing was Dou Qi.

Cultivating truth in this way is indeed beneficial.

As the saying goes, a ten-year Jindan and a hundred-year-old primordial infant are here, and the cultivation limit of a cultivator can also be greatly improved.

But the downside is that one day, if the restriction of the Nine Continents not being able to ascend is lifted, they will either stare dryly, or they will scatter their cultivation and re-cultivate.

To make a practical analogy, it's like if you come to a country, and the law of the country prohibits you from running, and the runner is shot, so you cut off one of your legs in order to avoid this law.

As a result, not only will you not break the law, but you can also get a disability allowance, just like if you can't soar, you simply don't soar, and you have also raised the upper limit of cultivation, and a discerning person can see at a glance that this is a loss to a dog's business.

But thinking about it the other way around, Meng Xiang can also understand this approach.

If this is not done, the cultivation of this continent will decline like the end of the Dharma era.

No wonder, I think the cultivation of this continent is so fast, Zhao Tianqiao is only in his twenties and has a Jindan cultivation, and Tongbei Fist can be practiced in only seven or eight days.

Moreover, it is clear that all the true elements in the body are true, but the fighting style is like fighting spirit, focusing on hand-to-hand combat, waves and strengthening oneself.

This method will never give you the secret of cultivating truth.

Meng Xiang guessed that the cultivator's inability to ascend may be due to some reason that the plane rules were out of order, which was most likely related to the ancient war 30,000 years ago.

Let's have a chance to look into it.

Meng Xiang had this interest.

At the beginning, the creatures of the three thousand realms of the Outer Heaven God Enlightenment embarked on the path of cultivation, no matter how you say it, Meng Xiang is also an immeasurable Immortal Emperor, the ultimate among the immortals, and he has the obligation to respect the enlightenment grace of the Outer Heaven God, and he can't watch the creatures of the entire plane lose the opportunity to attain the Dao.

Wait, could it be that the gods of the heavens threw me on this continent just so that I could solve this matter?

Meng Xiang, who was extremely frightened, couldn't help but drip a drop of cold sweat.

Boss, your routine is a bit deep, why do I feel like I have been tricked by the gods outside the world after reading a brief history of the mainland?

Whew~

After reading the book, the rooster crows and the sky is bright.

"Meng Xiang !!!"

At this moment, the door was suddenly violently opened, Meng Xiang was startled, and when he looked sideways, he saw the three elders who suddenly broke in like a giant toad pounced.

I go, what's the situation?

The three elders pounced on them, their mouths still pouting.

Meng Xiang's face immediately turned blue.

"Ahh!!!!h

With a scream, the dormitory shook in the cacophony of tables and chairs exploding.

In the room, the three elders were attached to the wall like a relief, slowly sliding down.

Meng Xiang almost instinctively punched out, knocking out the two front teeth of the three elders.

"Wow... Meng Xiang, are you really a second-order Ning Dan? If I hadn't understood you, I would have thought you had a Yuan Infant cultivation. ”

The three elders who had lost their front teeth had a leaky mouth, and at the same time, they urged the true yuan to regenerate two front teeth.

Meng Xiang also saw this scene.

Although orthodox cultivators in the out-of-body period also have the ability to heal, healing is healing, regeneration is regeneration, and human cultivators do not have the ability to regenerate.

Sure enough, because of the will to fight, it can still evolve the ability to regenerate.

"Nonsense, you saw a pounce on, aren't you nervous?

The three elders were beaten away by Meng Xiang's fist, and at the moment of hit, Meng Xiang retracted his strength in time, otherwise this punch, not only the three elders would die, but this spiritual mountain would evaporate completely.

No, you have to ban yourself.

Meng Xiang closed his eyes, but in just two seconds, he used his consciousness to outline the Four Elephants and Five Elements Bagua Sealing Array in his body to seal most of his true yuan.

If you don't pay attention to it in the future, such as swatting a fly and smashing the continent, it will be troublesome.

Moreover, since it is a self-seal, it is naturally easier to lift.

In the sealing array, Meng Xiang left a secret door, and the way to lift it was to silently recite the word "lift" by himself.

This is not a restriction of strength, it is that Meng Xiang is afraid that if he is not careful, too strong strength will hurt the innocent, and it is naturally easy to lift this sealing array.

But then again...

Meng Xiang, who had placed the ban, opened his eyes and looked at the scene in front of him, both of his eyes narrowed into an equal sign.

"You... What are you doing?" Meng Xiang swallowed.

I saw the third elder laughing like a funny man, rolling open Meng Xiang's sleeves, and two hands that were as rough as sandpaper were groping up and down on Meng Xiang's arms like radishes.

The pale old face is even more flushed with chrysanthemums.

"Hey Meng Xiang, you're not injured, are you?

As he spoke, a drop of saliva dripped.

"I'll call your mom [beep]!"

Meng Xiang lifted his leg and kicked it.

In the early morning, several apprentices who had finished washing up were talking and laughing.

Since the Heavy Artillery Gang was wiped out, the practice room was no longer occupied by anyone, and they sincerely thanked the new Chief Meng Xiang one by one.

At this time, several apprentices happened to pass by Meng Xiang's bedroom, looked sideways, and couldn't help but be stunned on the spot.

I saw that there was a humanoid hole in the wall, just like the white stripes of corpses at the scene of the crime.

From a distance, you can also see that this hole is actually in the shape of a wooden figure.

Looking along the direction of the hole to the other side, at a wild thatched pit, the three elders were immersed in the pit upside down, and their straight legs were still twitching, and they were so frightened that they hurriedly went up to the rescue.

"Death, help! Three old men are going to be drowned in!"

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PS: Add one more today, which can be regarded as full of sincerity.

Here's a request for a referral ticket.

Because there is an aunt with ears at the same time, even if it doesn't matter, there is actually a brush.

I hate the brush the most, plundering the opportunities that belong to the powerful, and the result is a book of music.

I hope you can vote for your recommendation this week and help me.

I can't stop there, my dreams shouldn't be extinguished by those despicable and shameless people!

Xiao Wan is grateful.