Longevity from Liao Zhai

Chapter 229: Warrior Level

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Zhou Ping has entered the fourth level of the secret realm.

At the first level, the material conditions are extremely rich and there is no risk.

The second level is a single-player copy of the Corpse Bride.

The third level is the Buddhist copy.

In the first level, Zhou Ping relied on the magic seed to obtain the memory of an old lady who accidentally walked down the mountain. He learned the trick to pass the level and avoided many human tragedies.

In the second level, Zhou Ping let the zombie bride take revenge and dissipate her resentment, and passed the level directly without going through the money level and the royal power level.

In the third level, Zhou Ping relied on the Buddhist scriptures from his previous life to make the NPC smoke, and then he exploited the bug in the secret realm and led many people into the fourth level.

"This fourth level is very easy. More than a thousand people entered the fourth level."

"This level is a battle between two people. The winner advances to the next round, and the loser exits, but does not die."

"This cycle repeats until the last person is chosen."

The man with the earrings explained.

Zhou Ping nodded. This level was actually simple. He could move on to the next level after three or four duels at most.

"Zhou Ping, I know that you are the best of the younger generation of Confucianism, and you have the cultivation of the fourth rank of Confucianism. You are also quite clever. It turns out that you figured out the trick to the first level."

"But don't underestimate my cultivation as a fifth-rank warrior."

"My family has passed down the Eighteen Styles of Mad Blade. At least ninety souls have died under my hands, if not a hundred. Any Taoist priest or monk of the same level would have died."

"Not to mention you Confucians. I have never killed a Confucian, nor do I want to kill a Confucian."

The man with the earring pointed a broadsword at Zhou Ping and said, "It's your bad luck to meet me. You should quit now."

Zhou Ping looked at the man with earrings and laughed.

Earring Nan was immediately unhappy, and he angrily asked: "What are you laughing at?"

Zhou Ping took out two jade pendants: "This one of mine can block a full-strength attack from a third-grade or lower master five times, and the other one can deliver a full-strength attack from a third-grade master."

"I still have a scroll with ten ferocious beasts on it! They also have the third-grade cultivation level." Zhou Ping said calmly.

Erhuannan's expression suddenly changed: "Fuck his mother, I forgot, you are Fan Zhongfu's land, he will definitely leave you a magic weapon to protect yourself."

The man with the earrings still had some hope: "Zhou Ping, you are a Confucian, do you have the courage to fight me openly without using these magic weapons?"

The man with earrings still refused to give up. After all, at the end of the secret realm was the immortal grass and even the entire storage jade.

In a secret realm of this level, the storage space for spiritual jade must be enormous.

Zhou Ping shook his head and shook the jade pendant: "Admit defeat. If you don't leave, I will activate the magic weapon."

The man with the earrings still had some intention of struggling, but finally threw the knife to the ground dejectedly: "I am so unlucky to have met a second-generation person."

"I surrender."

As the man with earrings finished his voice, the man with earrings on the ring turned into a ray of light and disappeared.

Not long after, a Taoist priest came to the arena.

This Taoist priest is from the Tianzong sect of Taoism. He looks to be only in his forties, but in fact he has practiced for over two hundred years.

Zhou Ping looked at the Taoist priest. He had a skinny body and a nice face, except that he had buck teeth, which made him look a bit ugly.

"Zhou Ping?" The bucktooth Taoist looked at Zhou Ping, a hint of murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

Zhou Ping was also surprised when he saw the bucktooth Taoist priest. First of all, the other party's cultivation must be above the third level.

There were not many people coming in from the Taoist Tianzong and Dizong, only a few dozen people, and these few dozen people must have a cultivation level of more than the third rank, or even the second rank.

However, Zhou Ping didn't know why the bucktooth Taoist priest wanted to kill him.

"Zhou Ping, I'm unlucky to meet you. I should be blamed for being cruel and ruthless. If anyone should be blamed, it should be you. You are entangled with the cause and effect of my Taoism." After the bucktooth Taoist said this, he made a seal with his hands.

A gust of wind came out from the bucktooth Taoist's hand and shot out instantly.

A wind blade immediately cut a huge deep groove on the ring.

Zhou Ping's eyes tightened, and his whole body immediately moved. Although he couldn't see the wind blade clearly, he instinctively knew to avoid it.

After he dodged, a big hole suddenly appeared where he had been.

At the same time, Zhou Ping's perception range was fully expanded, and he even took out the magic sword Thousand Blades.

"Huh? The art of speed? You know quite a lot!" The bucktooth Taoist was a little surprised, but not much.

At this time, within Zhou Ping's perception range, there were whirlpools around the bucktooth Taoist priest, and these whirlpools were all wind blades.

"The wind-attribute vortex is somewhat similar to the Rasengan." This thought suddenly popped up in Zhou Ping's mind.

However, the next moment, the bucktooth Taoist priest had disappeared from the spot.

"So fast!" Zhou Ping was shocked, and the next moment, a crack appeared on his jade pendant.

The jade pendant was given to Zhou Ping by Fan Shiyi. It can block a full-strength attack from a third-grade cultivator, and is somewhat similar to Lingxi's Finger Technique.

"A protective weapon? That's right. You are the leader of the younger generation of Confucianism. Fan Zhongfu will definitely give you a protective weapon. But now that you meet me, it will be useless even if you have one."

The bucktoothed Taoist priest threw a few wind blades at Zhou Ping again, and Zhou Ping hurriedly dodged.

However, although Zhou Ping dodged the wind blade, he did not avoid the bucktooth Taoist priest.

The bucktooth Taoist priest was even faster and arrived next to Zhou Ping in the blink of an eye.

There was another crack on the jade pendant.

"Die." At this time, Zhou Ping activated another jade pendant and released an attack towards the bucktooth Taoist priest.

The bucktooth Taoist priest was caught off guard and the attack from the jade pendant hit his body.

However, the next moment, the bucktooth Taoist's face suddenly felt like it was cracking, and then two pieces of skin fell from his face.

The bucktooth Taoist priest's face changed from middle-aged to young.

"Do you have any offensive magic weapons? I underestimated you. But if you hit me once, I won't be able to hit you a second time, because I am the best person in the world at practicing the art of walking with magic."

"The magic of walking was passed down from my Taoist Tianzong."

After the bucktooth Taoist priest finished speaking, he disappeared again. When he reappeared, the two injured men each carried a vortex wind blade and smashed it hard on Zhou Ping.

At the same time, the jade pendant on Zhou Ping's body shattered twice.

There is only one chance left out of five to save his life.

Zhou Ping's eyes turned red. I have no grudges against you Taoists, but you said that I have a karmic entanglement with you and even came up to kill me.

If that's the case, don't be surprised.

Zhou Ping swung out the magic sword Thousand Blades, and then slashed fiercely at the bucktooth Taoist priest.

The vortex of wind blades in the bucktooth Taoist's hands hit the Demonic Sword Thousand Blades again.

The magic sword shattered into countless pieces of debris in an instant, floating in the air.

The bucktooth Taoist was slightly stunned. He did not expect that Zhou Ping's magic weapon was so fragile.

"It seems you have no other means. A knife is so fragile." The bucktooth Taoist looked at Zhou Ping and sneered.

However, Zhou Ping just sneered, then clenched his hand and said, "Concentrate!"

The magic sword Thousand Blades broke into countless pieces, some of which entered the body of the bucktooth Taoist priest.

At this moment, in Zhou Ping's perception, the fragments of the Demonic Sword Thousand Blades condensed into a small knife in the bucktooth Taoist's body, and then began to cut frantically in the bucktooth Taoist's body!
"What, what is this."

The bucktoothed Taoist priest was in great pain.

However, Zhou Ping did not give the bucktooth Taoist any chance to breathe. He took advantage of your illness to kill you!
Zhou Ping activated the jade pendant, and four rays of light shot out from it, shooting towards the bucktooth Taoist priest.

A ray of light was a full-strength attack from a third-grade cultivator. At this moment, Zhou Ping didn't want to hold back at all. He just wanted the bucktooth Taoist to die.

There were four rays of light, two of which were dodged by the bucktooth Taoist priest, and the remaining two fell on him.

Zhou Ping came to the bucktooth Taoist priest again, and at the same time, the magic sword Thousand Blades condensed into shape, but there was a small gap.

The gap is wreaking havoc in the bucktooth Taoist's body.

"Demon Knife Thousand Blades, you are the Demon Lord!" The bucktooth Taoist finally felt terrified, he recognized Demon Knife Thousand Blades.

Only the Demon Lord can wield the Thousand Blades Demon Sword.

Zhou Ping's knife had already cut into the middle of the bucktooth Taoist's forehead, and then began to suck blood.

But even so, the bucktooth Taoist priest did not die. His vitality was so strong that Zhou Ping couldn't help but admire him.

"Swallow the soul!"

A black light emerged from the body of the bucktooth Taoist priest, and it was his spirit.

The bucktooth Taoist priest never expected that Zhou Ping would force him into such a situation.

"You are not the Demon Lord. If you were the Demon Lord, I would have no chance of leaving my body. Even if you are the Demon Lord, your current cultivation level is not high." The bucktooth Taoist stared at Zhou Ping and said hatefully.

The next moment, the bucktooth Taoist rushed towards Zhou Ping: "Let me see what's inside your body."

However, the next moment, Zhou Ping stretched out his left hand, and the demon on his left hand turned into a big mouth, and then bit the bucktoothed Taoist priest fiercely.

The bucktooth Taoist priest seemed to want to struggle, but was swallowed tightly by the demon.

"Demon seed, demon seed! How can you have such a thing? Who are you?" As the bucktooth Taoist priest roared, the demon seed finally devoured his spirit.

At the same time, the memory of the bucktooth Taoist priest also came into Zhou Ping's mind.

The bucktooth Taoist was born in a small mountain village.

His mother died when he was born.

However, the bucktooth Taoist priest is naturally cold-hearted and doesn't care about family affection.

Later, his father also died.

The bucktoothed Taoist priest didn't have too many thoughts.

Later, Zhang Ziling came to the mountain village, he saw the bucktoothed Taoist priest, and brought him back to Tianzong.

In Tianzong, the bucktooth Taoist priest practiced Taoism with the Zhang family and reached the third rank at a young age.

However, after reaching the third level, it was difficult for the bucktooth Taoist to make any further progress in his cultivation.

The Tian clan is a family that inherits its heritage through clan ties, but they will also go out to look for some outsiders with extremely great talents.

It’s just that these outsiders will not be granted the true core of Taoism, and their cultivation is mostly stuck at the third level, or at most the second level.

But the bucktooth Taoist didn't care. He was already very content with the situation.

Later on, the bucktooth Taoist priest continued to practice magic in Tianzong. He was best at wind magic and divine movement magic. The combination of the two spells made him extremely fast.

Even the Zhang family members of Tianzong were not as fast as the bucktooth Taoist priest.

Later, the bucktooth Taoist followed the Taoist Saint into the secret realm.

Before entering the secret realm, Tianzong patriarch Zhang Ziling gave everyone a task to kill Zhou Ping if they had the chance.

Zhou Ping has a causal entanglement with Tianzong and will endanger the interests of Tianzong in the future, so he must die.

Zhou Ping frowned slightly after reading the bucktooth Taoist's memory. He didn't know why Zhang Ziling wanted to kill him. Was it because of the Demon Lord?

The Demon Lord once defeated Zhang Ziling and forced the Tian Sect to close off from the world for more than a decade.

Could it be that Zhang Ziling thinks of himself as the Demon Lord?
However, the bucktooth Taoist priest did not have this memory.

"The speed skill and wind magic, these two spells are pretty good. They just happen to upgrade my speed skill." Zhou Ping found the speed skill and wind magic spells from the bucktooth Taoist's memory.

Zhou Ping made hand seals and circulated the spiritual energy in his body.

It has to be said that with the pure divine movement and wind spells, Zhou Ping's speed became even faster.

In addition to magic, Zhou Ping also saw Liu Ruyan in the bucktooth Taoist's memory.

Liu Ruyan was also brought to the mountain by Zhang Ziling when she was very young. She was also a foreigner in Tianzong. According to her age, Liu Ruyan should be in her thirties, no more than forty years old. However, Liu Ruyan was also a third-rank official, so thirty-something was not considered old.

At this moment, Zhou Ping finally confirmed Liu Ruyan's identity.

However, Zhou Ping felt that ever since he and Liu Ruyan had become husband and wife in name and in reality, Liu Ruyan's heart had been on him.

Zhou Ping didn't believe that Liu Ruyan would harm him.

Even if Taoist Tianzong wanted Liu Ruyan to attack him, Liu Ruyan probably wouldn't do that.

"No wonder the Tianzong does not pass on the core sword skills and magic spells to outsiders. Those who are not of our race must have different hearts." Zhou Ping could also understand the split between the Tianzong and the Dizong.

The disciples of Di Zong are all from outsiders. When there is a conflict of interest between outsiders and the Zhang family, they will naturally separate.

Zhou Ping waved his hand and a ball of fire appeared out of thin air, then burned the bucktooth Taoist's clothes. All traces of the bucktooth Taoist completely disappeared from this world.

At this time, another person was also teleported in front of Zhou Ping.

Zhou Ping's face darkened. This person was not a human, but the pangolin beside Zhao Tiancheng.

Pangolin also has the third-grade cultivation level.

"Zhou Ping?" Pangolin looked at Zhou Ping and frowned.

The monster's sixth sense is very sensitive, and the pangolin knows that Zhou Ping is a Confucian.

The Confucian people are weak, but Pangolin feels that Zhou Ping is difficult to deal with.

The pangolins were not with the main group.

When he reached the stage where his Buddhist knowledge needed to be tested, everyone else had already left.

However, the old monk NPC in this level has been scrapped, so the pangolin can successfully reach this level.

Zhou Ping was the first opponent Pangolin encountered.

"Pangolin, I don't think you are that bad, why did you follow Zhao Tiancheng to do evil?" Zhou Ping asked. He didn't have much contact with Pangolin, but he felt that this monster was not bad.

The pangolin snorted coldly. He had no trust or affection for humans at all: "Want to know? You have to defeat me first!"

After the pangolin finished speaking, it suddenly turned into its original form, and its entire body became extremely large!
However, the next moment, the pangolin suddenly felt as if there was an extra restraint on its neck.

His body even flew up into the air.

It seemed as if an invisible giant hand lifted the pangolin up.

The pangolin burst out with all its spiritual energy, but it couldn't break free from the invisible giant hand.

After a while, the pangolin returned to its original size.

At this time, the pangolin's neck was stuck and its face was congested. If this continued, it would die.

The pangolin kicked its legs and seemed to have given up resistance.

It knew that Zhou Ping in front of it was using the object control technique to strangle its neck. The pangolin had no intention of studying why Zhou Ping was so powerful, and it did not beg for mercy.

The pangolin was favored by Zhao Tiancheng because he had a storage jade. Zhao Tiancheng controlled him with drugs and he had long since turned into a walking corpse.

For pangolins, being alive is almost the same as being dead.

However, Zhou Ping slowly withdrew his hand, and the pangolin fell to the ground.

The pangolin survived the disaster, looked at Zhou Ping with gratitude, and then began to explain.

"When I was very young, I accidentally entered a secret realm and obtained a storage jade."

"Zhao Tiancheng poisoned me in order to control me. I have to take the antidote every month, otherwise I will be worse than death."

“So I was always controlled by him.”

Pangolin said slowly.

Zhou Ping nodded: "You were determined to die just now. If you are determined to die, why do you still need to be afraid of him?"

Pangolin was slightly stunned, then nodded. He was not stupid, and knew that Zhou Ping wanted to kill someone with a borrowed knife.

But Zhou Ping was right. He had already died once. Did he still care about death?
Since you are not afraid of death, you might as well kill Zhao Tiancheng before dying.

"I give up." There was a hint of ruthlessness in Pangolin's eyes. He wanted to see Zhao Tiancheng and then kill him!

The pangolin disappeared.

Zhou Ping seemed to have a premonition that Zhao Tiancheng would die at the hands of the pangolin.

Then, a figure moved.

Zhou Ping's eyes narrowed, as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

This person was actually Wu Wudi.

Zhou Ping had devoured the memory of a warrior and knew that the Wu Wudi in front of him was very strong and liked to humiliate other people's wives. He was not a good person.

"Oh, it turns out you're the pale-faced scholar." Wu Wudi had seen Zhou Ping before and had some impression of him.

However, Wu Wudi's biggest impression of Zhou Ping was that he was disrespectful to Emperor Jing.

"Boy, leave one hand behind, and then you can go away." Wu Wudi continued, "Since you are Fan Zhongfu's apprentice, give him some face. You write with your right hand, so you can leave your left hand behind."

Zhou Ping shook his head: "I have been holding the cup in my left hand for many years. I am a nostalgic person, so I will not give it to you."

"Pretentious?" Wu Wudi was a little confused, but he understood that Zhou Ping would not give him his hand. "Since you won't give it to me, I'll take it."

Wu Wudi rushed towards Zhou Ping. Zhou Ping did not dodge but slashed with his sword.

"boom!"

Wu Wudi has no weapons, only a pair of iron fists.

Iron fist meets sword.

A huge depression suddenly formed with the two people as the center, and the stones on the ground immediately turned into powder.

The two felt each other's aura.

"So strong! This is the strongest person I have ever felt. He is worthy of being a second-grade warrior. The aura on his body is amazing. I feel like the person in front of me is not a person, but a mountain." Zhou Ping felt the power of Wu Wudi.

Wu Wudi’s strength did not make Zhou Ping retreat, but made him even more excited.

Zhou Ping is now a third-rank Buddhist, a third-rank Confucian, a ninth-rank Taoist, and a fourth-rank warrior.

He needed a whetstone.

Wu Wudi happens to be a very good whetstone!
Wu Wudi also let out a light "Eh!". He had used 50% of his strength in that punch, but Zhou Ping was as calm as ever.

Is it a magic weapon? Wu Wudi was confused for a moment, he thought Zhou Ping's magic weapon was very powerful.

Zhou Ping’s magic weapon is indeed powerful, but what is even more powerful is his cultivation.

Wu Wudi retreated after one strike, and at the same time became more alert.

"Break them for me." Wu Wudi kicked the ground, and all the stones on the ground broke into pieces. At the same time, Wu Wudi floated into the air.

Second grade, can fly.

The warrior, with the skill of flying, is simply invincible.

Wu Wudi kept attacking Zhou Ping, and Zhou Ping was not vague either. The spiritual energy in his body was comparable to the second grade, and his magical movement skills had reached perfection, making him extremely fast.

With the advantage of speed, Zhou Ping and Wu Wudi were barely evenly matched.

"Take another punch from me." Wu Wudi fell from the air and punched Zhou Ping.

Zhou Ping blocked with his sword, and another huge wave of air came out.

A deep pit appeared on the ground, and Zhou Ping was smashed into it.

"Go!" Zhou Ping pushed the magic knife Qianren away, then his body turned into a kitten and crawled out of the hole.

Wu Wudi raised his eyebrows and said, "Animal creation technique? I didn't expect you to be so smart."

"For a warrior, speed and strength are indispensable, and so are brains." Wu Wudi said, and rushed towards Zhou Ping again. "Your speed is OK, your strength is a little worse than mine, but your brains are much worse than mine."

The two men kept countering each other's moves, and Zhou Ping felt that he was no match for them.

Wu Wudi was right. Zhou Ping's strength was slightly weaker than his. At the same time, Wu Wudi had many styles of martial arts. If Zhou Ping hadn't been so fast, he would have been defeated long ago.

"Snap." The jade pendant on Zhou Ping's body made a slight sound and then turned into powder.

The protective magic weapon that Fan Zhongfu gave to Zhou Ping has been used up.

But Zhou Ping still has a scroll.

Zhou Ping can still use ten ferocious beasts in the paintings that are comparable to the third-grade ones.

However, Zhou Ping felt that even if he released ten ferocious beasts, it would probably be in vain, as Wu Wudi should be able to kill all ten ferocious beasts alone.

"Then let's have a good fight." At this time, Zhou Ping had given up the idea of ​​using magic weapons. He used all he had learned and continued to fight with Wu Wudi.

【Lifespan: 300 years】

[Telepathy: Eleven]

[The End of the World: Part 3]

[Go on a convoy to achieve immortality, do not ask about worldly affairs]

At this time, the "Tianya Zhichi" icon on the escort panel is still grey, so it cannot be used.

The life span column does not indicate Zhou Ping’s real life span. He has already reached the third level of cultivation, so he can live at least another three to four hundred years.

The life span column on the escort panel is the life span he will receive as a reward.

Zhou Ping's mind moved.

【Lifespan: 200 years】

[Telepathy: One Hundred Eleven]

[The End of the World: Part 3]

[Go on a convoy to achieve immortality, do not ask about worldly affairs]

Zhou Ping changed his mind and used his finger a hundred times.

At this time, Zhou Ping had no way to dodge and was nearly hit by Wu Wudi's heavy punch. Seeing that he could not avoid it, Zhou Ping used his finger to trigger Lingxi instantly.

"What is this?" Wu Wudi was a little surprised, but before he could be surprised, Zhou Ping attacked Wu Wudi again.

The two men punched each other repeatedly.

However, Zhou Ping was always able to use his telepathic skills to avoid fatal attacks, while Wu Wudi had many more scars on his body.

Soon, Wu Wudi was covered in wounds, and Zhou Ping's Lingxi Finger had consumed thirty-five of them.

"Fortunately, the first cup of tea cost me more than twenty Lingxi fingers."

"The cup of tea in the middle cost me seven or eight Lingxi fingers."

"This latest cup of tea only cost me three Lingxi fingers."

"I have figured out his tactics, and my own combat power has also improved."

Zhou Ping suddenly had an epiphany.

For a warrior, speed, strength, and martial arts are all indispensable.

Wu Wudi is the pinnacle of the three, and by integrating the three together, he has reached the point where he can do whatever he wants.

After realizing this, Zhou Ping suddenly felt a sense of shattering within him.

A third-grade warrior!
At the same time, Zhou Ping's aura suddenly increased.

Wu Wudi understood in his heart: "This kid has made a breakthrough!"

(End of this chapter)