The beginning of the story: Tracing back to the empress, my qualifications to be the emperor

Chapter 18: Peerless Understanding. Add points!

Now that the Chaos Green Lotus bloodline has been activated, it has surpassed almost all physiques. What good can a Holy Body and a Dominant Body do?

Mu Wushuang is no longer afraid!
Chaos Green Lotus Bloodline!
This is an invincible bloodline that can compete with the perfect chaotic body.

However, Mu Wushuang was somewhat helpless. He took a different approach from the traditional Taoist practice method. Instead of practicing the Five Elements, he practiced the Two Principles and the Three Talents. The resources required seemed to be beyond his expectations.

This time, he was lucky to have relied on the destructive power of thunder and lightning to build the Guixu Taoist Palace.

Saint Lord Wanchu was not wrong, Mu Wushuang almost died at that time. If it were not for the vast vitality of the Chaos Green Lotus bloodline + his peerless understanding + the chaos luck, he would have really fallen in a small Taoist palace's second level barrier.

This time he was only building the Yin-Yang Taoist Palace. Considering the tens of thousands of kilograms of source stones he had on him and the few pieces of divine source stones thrown down by Saint Wanchu, it cost more than a million kilograms of source stones.

And the source stones needed for the Taoist Palace of Heaven, Earth and Man will definitely increase exponentially.

According to his simple calculations, the consumption of the Three Elements Taoist Palace of Heaven, Earth and Man is definitely no less than a bottomless pit like the Ancient Holy Body.

In other words, if one wants to cultivate the Three Talents on the basis of the current Taoist Palace's Two Principles and advance to the Four Extremes Secret Realm, a minimum of 20 million jin of source stones will be required.

With so many source stones, it would be difficult for him to gather them even with the support of Wanchu Holy Land. More importantly, to open up the Sancai Taoist Palace, he would need divine objects with corresponding properties.

The cost of this entire set, converted into source stones, is probably close to more than 40 to 50 million kilograms.

Such an astronomical amount of resources cannot be produced even by the Wanchu Holy Land in a short period of time.

And even if he could take it out, it would be difficult to use it all on him alone.

"Wushuang, come with me to meet a senior."

At the ninth peak of the true disciples, Feng Wan’s voice appeared, bringing Mu Wushuang’s thoughts back to reality.

That's right, Mu Wushuang is now the ninth true disciple of Wanchu Holy Land. After three months of entry, he has completed the counterattack from an ordinary disciple to a ninth-sequence true disciple, and once again replicated his legend in Jinyan Cave Heaven, which surprised countless people.

In fact, this is the plan that was decided after a long discussion between Wanchu Holy Land and Wanchu Holy Lord.

As for Mu Wushuang, they did not want to disrupt his growth trajectory.

Moreover, in just three months, Mu Wushuang was promoted to the ninth level of true disciples. Such a speed was already terrifying, and if it was faster, it would be a bit eye-catching.

Wanchu Main Peak is not the highest peak in Wanchu, the highest peak is only more than 3,000 feet high, but it is the largest peak in Wanchu, covering an area of ​​thousands of miles, with rich spiritual energy, overlapping mountains and clusters of palaces.

There were large tracts of spiritual herbs planted, spiritual beasts running around, and disciples busy with various things from time to time.

Feng Wan led Mu Wushuang to a huge palace on the back mountain of Wanchu Main Peak. The palace was built with spiritual materials that could be used to build magic weapons, but they were luxuriously used as tiles and bricks.

"This is my Wushuang Junjie from Wanchu, right?"

An old man in a black robe and with a white beard sat at the front of the palace. He had kind eyes and a smile on his face when he looked at Mu Wushuang, looking like a caring old grandfather.

"Brother, let me introduce you to this, this is the ninth-order true disciple of our Wanchu Holy Land, Mu Wushuang, who has outstanding talent and comprehension."

Feng Wan pulled Mu Wushuang forward and said to the old man with a smile.

When she was first assigned to be Mu Wushuang's protector, she was not happy about it. But now, three months have passed, and she really likes this kind of life.

After finishing her training every day, she could catch up on some sleep. She didn’t have to worry about anything in the holy land, and she didn’t have to run around with the disciples like other protectors. She could live like this for another ten thousand years.

"Okay, okay, my Wanchu Holy Land needs such a genius."

The old man looked at Mu Wushuang with satisfaction, as if he was looking at a priceless treasure.

Since entering the palace, Mu Wushuang hadn't said a word, and the old man started to get acquainted with Mu Wushuang on his own.

There were about a hundred elders and disciples in the hall, both old and young.

Among them, four of the nine candidate saints came.

At this moment, the looks they gave Mu Wushuang were filled with three parts of envy, three parts of jealousy, and one part of hatred.

The old man is the master of the previous Wanchu Saint Lord and the current Saint Lord. Now he is actually kneeling down to lick Mu Wushuang. You should know that even the current Saint Lord was scolded like a grandson in front of the old man. What right does this man have?

A true disciple, or ninth order.
After the old man became familiar with Mu Wushuang, he turned around and looked at the twenty or so cultivators present. A stone slab appeared in his hand, which was ordinary and had no magic at all.

It seems like an ordinary stone slab.

"Everyone is here because I know what I mean. I've told you in advance that this was left by a saintly ancestor of my Wanchu Holy Land thousands of years ago before he passed away. Each person can only comprehend it once. If you comprehend it the second time, you will definitely gain nothing. Moreover, as time goes by, the number of times you comprehend it increases, and it is becoming increasingly difficult to gain anything now."

The old man warned everyone.

"As ordered."

……

Everyone responded, their words were very humble, but their eyes were full of desire.

"Okay, let's start with Mu Wushuang."

The old man first handed the stone slab to Mu Wushuang beside him.

Mu Wushuang was a little surprised. He first glanced at the envious crowd, smiled at the old man, and then took it. At this moment, he seemed to understand why this scene happened today.

He faced the stone slab and began to comprehend.

Everyone was unhappy that Mu Wushuang was ranked first, but there was nothing they could do about it.

At this moment, the old man and Feng Wan were both staring at Mu Wushuang meticulously, even more nervous than when they themselves were breaking through the realm.

Whether Mu Wushuang can inherit the mantle of Wanchu’s founder and lead Wanchu to its peak depends on this time.

This stone tablet was not left behind by any sage from Wanchu thousands of years ago. Instead, it was left behind by a peerless genius from Wanchu Holy Land countless years ago after he comprehended the core inheritance of the Wanchu Holy Land, the Chaos Secret Method.

Unfortunately, although that genius was extraordinary, he was ultimately unable to unleash the true power of the Chaos Secret Technique because he was not compatible with the Chaos Energy.

But even so, that genius has reached the realm of perfection of the Saint King and is only one step away from the realm of the ancient great sage.

Mu Wushuang held the stone slab and from the few verses he read, he could see that the stone slab indeed contained profound magic, which was extremely mysterious and only slightly inferior to the Dao Sutra Wheel Sea Scroll.

"Peerless understanding. Add points"

Mu Wushuang murmured in his heart. After a few breaths, the stone slab in front of him glowed. The strong light enveloped Mu Wushuang.

The old man and Feng Wan, who were paying close attention to Mu Wushuang's comprehension, finally felt relieved when they saw this scene.

God bless you!

Hahaha!
God bless you!

The old man couldn't help laughing wildly in his heart, and his eyes became more gentle as he looked at Mu Wushuang.

Even Feng Wan, who was usually lazy, couldn't help but show his joy.

Growing up in Wanchu Holy Land, she naturally knew what it meant that Mu Wushuang was able to comprehend this stone slab.

"impossible!"

"what happened?"

Others were also attracted by this scene and felt incredible.

The stone slab suddenly cracked into more than ten pieces. Countless mysterious runes emerged from it, shining brightly, and turned into a large cocoon that surrounded Mu Wushuang.

Mu Wushuang was immersed in enlightenment and was completely unaware of this.

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(End of this chapter)