Chapter 419: Providence or Man-Made
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"Alas, the juniors are dull and have low cultivation, I don't know if there is anything that can make the seniors look at it. ā
Ji Nineteen frowned and asked rhetorically with a sad face.
"Hey, hey, you little doll goblin. The old man will tell you clearly. You learned from that ability to drive psionic energy, use black energy, and juggle the power of crystal sand?"
After coercion and temptation, the old man finally tried to see the dagger.
"Oh, my predecessor asked this. This, this ......"
Ji Nineteen seems to have something unspeakable, and he is reluctant to tell the truth.
"Hey, the kid has to be slippery. ā
The old man's face was blank and he glared.
After such a long period of observation, this Jiang is old and spicy after all, and he has already seen through Ji Shijiu.
"Ah, senior. I'll tell you the truth. As long as you dare to boldly absorb these things into the core of the Dao Pan, you can fuse some of them. ā
Ji Shijiu saw that he couldn't hide this old man, and twisted back.
Just kidding, he wanted not to admit the death of a single person, but the other party's sharp eyes had already seen through what he was thinking, otherwise it would not have been possible to be so polite to him.
After all, there is a huge difference in strength, and the other party can do it with a little finger.
Besides, it's not a secret, it's already spread among the Four Holy Cities.
It's just that most of the cultivators who had suffered the loss of gray mist in the early years didn't dare to make a bold attempt.
There are either pioneers, or there are those who have gone astray, and those who dare not incorporate these unrefined abilities into the foundation of precious life.
It can be said that what Ji Nineteen revealed is contrary to the traditional practice of exercises.
For a long time, the monk's cultivation method is to achieve a pure and pure one, not only the exercises should be pure and single, but the purer the spiritual energy absorbed and refined, the better.
Otherwise, how can at least five schools be divided when they are all absorbing psionic energy?
That is the five systems of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth.
Even if a cultivator is not a single spiritual vein, it is also a focus of the two or three of the two.
As for the use, it will be innocent and flawless.
Don't you see, fire-based spells, water-based spells, earth-based spells, etc., are all Danton's existence?
As for the derived thunder method, wind method, etc., it is just a coincidence within a coincidence plus the normal state that exists in nature.
"It's as simple as that?"
The old man will be skeptical.
No matter how amazing he is, it is incomprehensible.
It's not that he hasn't infiltrated the Four Saints to investigate.
Just because he entered the Four Holy Cities to investigate, he found Ji Nineteen.
And the results obtained were the same as those of the almost undefended exploration of the Four Holy Cities.
He had always thought that the methods that those cultivators had spread were misleading people.
Therefore, he did not dare to try it lightly without confirmation.
That would lead to a madness, and a heavy one would cause the loss of a person's cultivation that was not easy to cultivate.
The human race has not existed without precedent in the history of this realm, and it is simply not too much.
For example, the master of the ghost and the ghost is one of them.
These people all regarded the gray mist as if it were aura, first inhaling it into the body, and then running the exercises to purify, refine, and separate the parts that are close to me and those who are not close to me.
They knew that this gray mist itself was a fairly pure existence, and after doing so, it would of course have serious consequences if they didn't adapt to it.
Think about it, Reiki is equivalent to oil on the earth, and gray mist is equivalent to fresh water on the earth.
These two are almost incompatible, mutually exclusive things.
If you use the whole set of methods of smelting complex oil to deal with the relatively pure fresh water, then what good results can you get?
And if you build the foundation of petroleum purification through some medium, and such a medium can coexist with fresh water and be quite friendly, that's very likely.
For example, a porous sponge is a good carrier.
Of course, these are quite simple truths for the earthlings, but they can't be explained to the human race in this world.
At the beginning of his freshman year, Ji Nineteen did not instill anything in the people around him in principle.
Instead, he directly told the people around him how he did it with adventure, whimsy, and bold attempts.
Therefore, those who trust him have of course made great progress in the same way, while those who are suspicious and hold on to their preconceived ideas do not dare to try it easily.
What's more, they are still following the old path that their predecessors couldn't take, dealing with the power of black crystal, that is, the ordinary gray mist, and treating the energy of crystal sand in the same way.
Of course it doesn't work.
"Boy, is that really the case?"
The old man still refused to believe it.
He inquired clearly, and it was clear that the simple method that seemed to be quite idiotic came from the hands of this little Transformation Realm monk named Ji Nineteen.
But he has lived countless years and seen countless conspiracies and calculations, and he has never thought about things so simply.
So until now, he thought it was a conspiracy against other high-level Terran cultivators.
Of course, this is the calculation of the four in order to unify the human race.
"Didn't lie to the old man?"
His cautious attitude really amused Ji Nineteen.
At first, he was chewing the side dishes easily, nodding or shaking his head sincerely to reply, and then he dropped the chopsticks directly, spread his hands, and said helplessly: "Senior, believe it or not." That's exactly what it is. ā
However, there is one thing that Ji Nineteen has no famous words, if there was no inexplicable sand island at the beginning, he would not dare to try it so easily.
This may be predestined by God.
Seemingly simple things, trying to make the human race go through but unusual.
Isn't this true for baking food over fire, and it's the same for cultivating spiritual seeds.
But that's not trivial.
Because for the sake of safety, the old man who looked kind on the other side finally made up his mind to give it a try.
Of course, Ji Nineteen's variable must be perfectly controlled.
Seeing that the other party had a little void finger, Ji Nineteen stood on the spot, without the slightest ability to move, and he couldn't even turn his eyes, let alone move his fingers to drive the spiritual energy in his body to respond to the enemy.
I couldn't even leave my mind, and my thinking almost stopped.
It seems that this is really not simple.
Just such a thought lingered in Ji Nineteen's mind, everything else was blank, and the whole person became a static sculpture.
And the other party was already exhaling a long breath of turbidity, arranging a small formation, enveloping the surrounding sand dunes.
A small cloud of flowing gray mist between his hands was grabbed and pinched into his palm.
The gray ball, which was like a polluted gray marshmallow, was pinched by his slender and old five fingers, and a dark and shiny loose crystal the size of a grain of rice appeared in the palm of his thick hand.