The sword is the devil

Chapter 909

The discussion between Zhixuan and the others finally came to a conclusion.

This is also a kind of tacit understanding in the realm of comprehension to compete with each other, a way of comprehension, rather than the stalking and endless way in the mortal world.

This is more like a test. It starts from entering the Medicine King Cauldron. Countless spiritual plant monsters are the first level. It is only because these visitors from the upper world are all outstanding figures that it does not seem difficult. Hell star criminals, at least half of them must be wiped out in this level alone.

The space crack is the second hurdle. It tests a monk's comprehensive ability and insight. More than half of these people can finally find this place, which shows their ability. If it is also a criminal cultivator, basically no one can get here. .

Pushing monsters is the third hurdle, which tests the organization and cooperation of human monks, which can be seen from the small loss of human monks; when they approached the pestle, the monsters outside also surrounded and did not attack. A tacit understanding.

In the final analysis, the competition between them is a kind of elegant competition, and begging for nothing is the most taboo; now that the final hurdle is reached, when the right lord appears, of course it must be in the form of elegant competition, you have to bombard hundreds of people at the same time, Then it will fall into the inferior vehicle. If this is the case, with the innate ability of the spirit treasure, it will stick to it with all its heart, and it is afraid that no one can move it, let alone a hundred people, thousands of people are useless.

This is why human monks can discuss and decide how to do it calmly. It can be said that they can no longer consider the influence of monsters, and can focus on how to bring down this innate god and use the way of Tao.

This is a game, they need to find the weakness of the pestle, and change something in an admirable way; and the pestle must also accept such a contest, and cannot use its abilities that are close to Tao.

In fact, no matter how much this kind of contest is discussed, no novel method can be discussed. A monk represents a realm, a lineage, and it is impossible for them to cooperate with each other. contest.

There are still nine days left. For the 68 monks here, everyone has a chance.There are those who stand on the sidelines and think to strike later, and there are those who dare to be the first in the world.

After everyone agreed, a monk stepped forward. He was a thin monk. He was in the formation of the reserve team and had fought with Hou Tiao and others.

Under the gaze of everyone, the monk stepped forward and came to the medicine pestle. Compared with the medicine pestle, which was as thick as a giant tree and had a diameter of several feet, human beings looked very thin in front of it.

He doesn't talk too much, he knows his own strengths and weaknesses, and there is no point in watching others play, because his way is different from others, and it is useless to look at it again, and he can't learn it.

Taking a deep breath, the body began to swell, as if blowing air, the blood in the body burned, and the force rose from the lower dantian, the bones, flesh, and meridians grew, the longer it grew, the taller it became, and the stronger it became in a blink of an eye. A giant equal to a medicine pestle,
With a loud roar, he bent down to hold the pestle, and clasped his hands together, wrapping around the root of the pestle...

"This person's name is Liang Shan, and his origin is unknown. He should have come from the essence and blood of his veins. Their orthodoxy is incomparable with other people, so there is no difference between morning and evening. Anyway, it's just a matter of coming and going, and the achievement is success." , I have no regrets." Wei Yi commented.

Gu Zai said, "The power of his flesh and blood still lacks the roots of the earth. Since he has no roots, where does the power come from? It's just making people laugh."

Wei Yi squinted at him, "Compared with your blood river, which one is better?"

Gu Zai replied disdainfully, his contempt could be seen from his expression. In the world of cosmic comprehension, Blood River Avenue is a well-known Houtian Avenue, but it is not a crooked sect, it is also a very important branch of Taoism.

Fairy Feibai turned back and mixed with them again, and she didn't know why she had a bad impression of Hou Tiao, maybe it was just that she didn't know anyone well, and Yan Guanqi was just two boring gourds, no fun .

"No matter what, you have to give it a try. It's also good to throw bricks to attract jade."

In the comments of several people, Liang Shan exhaled and roared loudly, the space vibrated, and then he straightened his waist and felt the whole space faintly vibrate, but the pestle did not move at all.

After Liang Shan was pulled out, he didn't get entangled, knowing that this was beyond his ability to deal with. Firstly, the difference in levels was too great. Second, as Gu Zai said, he couldn't borrow the power of the earth under his feet, and his strength could not be fully exerted. What should I do?

He didn't show any signs of depression either, if he could do it, he could do it, if he couldn't do it, he wouldn't. He picked it up high and put it down gently, leaving no dust in his heart.

With the beginning, there will be a continuous stream of follow-up people, basically people like Liang Shan who have a relatively unique orthodoxy and do not follow the mainstream; if you are a member of Taoism and Buddhism, you can also determine what is feasible through the attempts of other Taoist monks. What's doomed, they don't need.

Fairy Feibai saw that more than ten people in a row had returned disappointed, and thought of hitting someone again in her heart.
"The ones that go up are all relatively unique orthodoxies. Hey, why don't you go up and try, Fellow Daoist, anyway, it's useless to you, coming and going is just a matter of swords, why bother to hold it and hide it?"

Hou Tiao remained calm, "Me? I won't go up, right? My Qingkong Sword Vein is of course the senior sister, so I just need to wave the flag and shout, why bother?"

Fairy Feibai refused to let her go, and half of the medicine was stolen, which was an unforgettable pain in her heart.

"The most important thing is to participate. If you don't dare to try, you will be a sword cultivator in vain!"

Hou Nie smiled, and looked at Wei Yi Guzai, "If you don't say it's a medicine pestle, but just from its appearance, what do you think it looks like?"

The two agreed, "It's more like a reproductive totem of some kind of tribe."

It's not that the two of them have dirty minds, they are both practitioners who don't stick to trifles, they say what they say, it's obviously the case, why do they have to cover it up, keep talking, nothing makes people despise, in the realm of comprehension, This is a very normal thing, everywhere.

Life inheritance, what is there to say?
Hou Tiao chuckled, "Then the question is, what would they do if there were dual practitioners here?"

Without waiting for the two to answer, he turned his head and looked at Fairy Feibai, "I thought that if it was a double cultivator, they would definitely soften the jade pestle first... In fact, fairies also have natural advantages in this regard, why don't you just stick to it?" As I said, if the fairy uses a little tricks and moves up and down, maybe it will come without any effort?"

Wei Yi Guzai laughed heartlessly, but Fairy Feibai glared at him.

Hou Tiao was complacent, and Yueduo next to her looked over, and immediately calmed down.

In fact, it makes sense, if he is a woman, he will do it!
Then heat it up a little bit, put some moisturizing things on it, and dance a demon dance or something...

(End of this chapter)