Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 2573 Result

Li Ji frowned.

The tone of the White Tiger God was not polite, but Li Ji knew that considering his current state of being a mixture of god and human and only at the second level, it was normal for the White Tiger God to have such an attitude towards him.

Where does the power of practitioners come from?

There was silence in the carriage, and Ji Jiashu couldn't help but think about the words of the White Tiger God.

This is actually the first question that the master will ask every natural practitioner before he starts practicing.

"From..."

"It comes from us," Li Ji said calmly before Ji Jiashu finished speaking, "It comes from the Eight Beast Gods."

"That's right," the young man in white raised his eyebrows, "No matter how talented a cultivator is or how much experience he has gone through, the connection with the Beast God is the most important."

This is especially true when one reaches the advanced stage of cultivation.

Before reaching the Heavenly Stage, practitioners can still comprehend the Heavenly Way on their own, but after entering the Heavenly Stage, they must further comprehend the origin of the world of practice through the Beast God.

"The Son of God's power comes from his trust in the Beast God," the White Tiger God said faintly, "Ji Mo is powerful himself, but he doesn't trust the Vermillion Bird God."

"But Ayin believes in me. She can give her life to me. Can Ji Mo do it?"

That's true, but...

Li Ji frowned, "Ji Mo is not to the extent of not believing in Suzaku."

Although Ji Mo and Suzaku have an ordinary relationship, Suzaku God is so smart that he would not choose a son of God with evil intentions and suspicious nature for himself.

"I'm not saying that he dares to doubt his own ability as a beast god," White Tiger God said leisurely, "it's that man lives too realistically. He won't completely trust anyone except himself."

"Wife, children, friends, master..."

"I'm afraid no one believes Donghuang Taiyi."

Ji Jiashu was stunned when he heard this, "This..."

He couldn't argue.

Deep down in his heart, he knew that White Tiger God was right.

His father was that kind of person.

"This is normal," Li Ji said calmly, "If he trusted others easily, he wouldn't be alive today."

Ji Mo and Suzaku God have a cooperative relationship, which is also a normal relationship between the Son of God and the Beast God.

The same is true between him and Dongfang Yi, and presumably the same is true between Xu Canghai and Xuanwu God. As for whether there are any special cases...

Li Ji was suddenly stunned.

The White Tiger God seemed to be able to read his mind and glanced at him, "Lin Shubai and Teng Snake God are not like this."

The relationship between the Son of God and the Beast God is indeed not one of life and death, but just one-sided service or mutual cooperation.

Before meeting Murong Yin, he had only seen one pair of special cases.

That is Lin Shubai and Teng Snake God.

"Just from the fact that Lin Shubai didn't think of asking the Beast God to protect her before she died, but instead knocked the Beast God unconscious just to save it, she is special enough."

"Does she know how many years Teng Snake has lived? She actually wants to protect Teng Snake?"

The White Tiger God laughed loudly, but after the laughter stopped, his expression suddenly became complicated.

"I have lived for so long, and she is the only one I have ever seen who wanted to protect a god as a human being."

"No," Li Ji closed his eyes, "there is one more."

Nine years ago in the Cloud Forest, there was also a girl who was willing to tear apart her own soul to save the oldest and most ancient spirit.

Obviously, compared with the life of gods, her life span is not even a fraction of it.

"So that's why they are a special pair of master and disciple," White Tiger God said leisurely, "and they are unlikely to live long."

From the perspective of the Way of Heaven, the purer the mind of a practitioner is, the higher the level he or she can reach. However, it is difficult for such a practitioner to survive in the treacherous world of practice.

"Baoyue will seek justice for everything," Li Ji looked at Ying Baoyue standing in front of the battle barrier, "I believe she will win."

"Really? There's a question I've always wanted to ask," White Tiger God narrowed his eyes, "Who is the god Ying Baoyue is serving now?"

The carriage suddenly became silent.

Ji Jiashu felt a sudden increase of thousands of pounds of pressure on his shoulders. He was stunned for a moment before realizing that it was due to the pressure released by Li Ji.

The White Tiger God snapped his fingers, a breeze blew open the car curtains, and the pressure suddenly disappeared.

"There's no need to be so nervous. I'm just asking," the young man in white said calmly, "Lin Baoyue was a pure fire mage in her previous life, there's nothing much to say. But in this life, it is said that she has become a dual practitioner of water and fire, so I'm curious, who is in charge of her." Li Ji remained silent, "I don't know."

"You don't know?" White Tiger God was a little surprised, "Then how did she break through?"

Without building a deep connection with the gods, is it possible to become level two?

"The person who had a deep connection with her at the beginning was not me now," Li Ji closed his eyes, "Her practice has become unique. If she wants to go further, I'm afraid I can't help her."

"Well, her situation is indeed more complicated."

The White Tiger God pondered and said, "To be honest, I'm afraid that Tengshe himself doesn't know how Lin Shubai became the first-level one."

The gods can help people become sons of God, but they cannot help people become gods.

What is the key to becoming a human god? No one in this world knows it anymore.

Ji Jiashu was stunned by what the two said. At this moment, a loud bang was heard at the foot of Lishan Mountain not far away!

Even though there was a barrier between them, all the practitioners felt their eardrums buzzing in an instant.

Is the battle between Ji Mo and Murong Yin over?

"Won?!"

"Who's winning?!"

There was a fog in the battle barrier and the people around screamed.

Ji Jiashu's head was also buzzing. The power of the final collision between the two sons of God had an impact on the spiritual world of all the heavenly-level practitioners present.

He couldn't see anything clearly inside the barrier, and he knew that his realm was not high enough, so he could only look at the two gods opposite him while breathing heavily.

Li Ji stared out the window in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking about.

The young man in white also looked out the window with a smile on his face.

Ji Jiashu was startled. "Sir, who won?"

Li Ji came back to his senses and glanced at the White Tiger God. "Your Son of God is indeed amazing."

"Of course, you don't care who chose this person," the young man in white said with pride, "I waited for so many years to choose this person."

Among the eight beast gods, He was the last to be chosen as the Son of God.

His Son of God has also endured the most doubts and slander.

But now, she has proved herself to the world.

"Yes... Lord Mountain Ghost won?" Ji Jiashu's voice trembled slightly.

Li Ji glanced at him and said, "It's a draw."

Cries of surprise were heard from the crowd at the foot of the mountain. The White Tiger God raised his hand and removed the barrier. The smoke and dust slowly dissipated, revealing two figures standing back to back.

The ground was covered with sword marks, and the two men seemed to be standing in a thorny jungle.

The white clothes on Murong Yin's body were no longer pure white, but were stained with bloodstains.

Ji Mo's red clothes were no longer bright, and were pierced with tiny holes.

But both of them stood, unmoved.

Tie!

Actually!

Dongfang Yi, who was watching the match not far away, took a deep breath and said, "It's actually a draw."

Ji Mo did not hold back, and in this situation, he was able to fight Ji Mo to a draw...

In a sense, the mountain ghost also won.

At least they, he and Xu Canghai, in their prime, would probably not be a match for Murong Yin.

Xu Canghai's expression was somewhat complicated. He stroked his already weak wrist with a somewhat sad look in his eyes.

The faces of many high-level practitioners present changed color.

Only one person didn't.

That was Ji Mo standing on the battlefield.

He slowly raised the broken Sword of King Yue and pointed it at Ying Baoyue who was standing outside the barrier.

"next."