"The six veins such as Sunset Peak and Xiaozhu Forest, all of them are at the Xuan level, and they are also famous in the cultivation world!"
Elder Wu twisted his beard and replied proudly.
Feng Zikang nodded, that is to say, with the soldier's mental method, at most, he can only cultivate until the tribulation period, either there are still top-level mental methods in the sect that have not been passed on to the disciples, or he has to find another mental method in order to break through again.
I don't know what the situation of General Lu, who is the first in the world, is a master who has cultivated to the peak of the tribulation and can impact the Mahayana period, and the mental method he cultivates will definitely not be just a mere mystical "military god mental method".
Of course, the Xuan-level Mind Method, in the cultivation realm, also has enough weight.
Eight hundred years ago, there were six great masters of the Divine Transformation Family, all of whom were cultivated with different Xuan-level mental methods of the six veins.
When the world was in the world, sweeping the world, there was no resistance in the world, and to this day, there is still residual power, and the name can still stop the children's night crying!
Feng Zikang unintentionally inserted willows this time, but he felt the way of cultivation of the soldiers more clearly, in comparison, the cultivation of the way is much simpler, there is only one heart method, and it can be cultivated to a hundred levels.
Every time you practice ten times, you can realize new supernatural powers.
At the beginning of the demon seed, the mind is cultivated to thirty times, and the demon fetus is naturally conceived, the forty times the demon body is forged, the fifty times it turns into a demon god, the sixty times it becomes a heavenly demon, and it incarnates into ten million, and the seventy times it encounters a demon calamity, and after it passes, it can be cultivated to the realm of eighty major heavenly demons, which corresponds to the seven levels of cultivation one by one, and at this time it has been crisscrossing the heavens and the earth, and there is no opponent.
After that, there are two magical realms, the ninetieth and the hundredth, and even the body itself does not know it really.
There are thousands of avenues, and the method of preaching is ever-changing, but after all, it will never deviate from its origin.
"That Senior Brother Liang is the first person among my three generations of disciples, I don't know what kind of supernatural power he has cultivated?"
Feng Zikang pretended to be curious, and asked Liang Si'an about his killer feature.
Elder Wu shook his head, and was interested: "This baby has his master's mountain in front of him, and he is anxious all day long, just thinking about building the foundation Ning Dan as soon as possible, completely ignoring any magical powers, only one Chi You Breaking Army Escape Method has been cultivated to the twentieth level, and everything else is not worth mentioning!"
” The simple pursuit of advancement does not coincide with the soldier's idea of pursuing strength, so although Liang Si'an has built a foundation, Elder Wu does not think much of him.
"I see!"
Feng Zikang put his mind at ease, the purpose of this trip was to find out about Liang Si'an's killer feature, since even Elder Wu of the Jingtang said categorically that he had no other magical powers, it seems that Liang Si'an is really just a silver-like spearhead!
※※※ Two days later, Sunset Peak was crowded.
The annual disciple competition has finally kicked off.
The competition of inner disciples at the end of the year is a tradition established after General Zonglu, the head of the Longhu Mountain soldiers, took charge.
Because compared with other veins, the Sunset Peak has the most disciples and the most famous names, but it is inevitable that dragons and snakes are mixed ▲ The family advocates competition, of course, it is not allowed to be wasted, so at the end of the year, it is good to show better disciples.
The rest of the veins, noncommittal.
Ye Tiansheng's attitude was quite complaining, thinking that this method led to endless competition among disciples and lost the friendship of his peers, but he naturally couldn't beat a few senior brothers.
What's more, the Avenue of Soldiers, fighting for words first, what kind of comradeship and friendship, fall second, logically speaking, General Lu's approach is not wrong.
After General Lu died, it was his junior brother Yuan Buhuan who took charge of the Sunset Peak and the Longhu Mountain Sect.
Under the brilliance of General Lu, this person's reputation is not obvious, and now he is a cultivator in the middle of Jindan, which is mediocre, and he can't convince the public.
It's just that under the balance of many parties, the position of the suzerain is temporarily assumed.
Yuan Buhuan is nine feet tall, wearing a black robe with gold embroidered edges, and he is only about 50 people, but he has been cultivating soldiers for more than 400 years.
He has a straight nose and a wide mouth, a sparse beard, and his ears are full of wind, and his earlobes are wide.
At this time, he was leading his disciples to worship the patriarch, and General Lu's new tablet was enshrined on the incense table.
A generation of Tianjiao, after his death, is just such a name.
Feng Zikang came very early, and among the other junior disciples of all veins, there were many people who came to watch the ceremony, and they were all descendants of the Longhu Mountain soldiers.
The descendants can represent the master who has not come, standing in the inner circle, the inner disciples are slightly behind, and the outer disciples can only watch from afar, because there are many people and the place is small, and there are a few outer disciples who can't even climb a few big trees next to them, watching the excitement from afar.
Feng Zikang looked around and saw that Luo Kedi, the miscellaneous disciple of the scripture hall, was standing on top of a weak tree of a big tree, looking eagerly at the field, his body swaying with the leaves, showing the first-class light body kung fu of the day after tomorrow.
He smiled faintly and didn't say hello.
In addition, he didn't know many people, Luo Lianxin didn't appear, and he didn't know if her good deeds to build the foundation had been completed.
The disciples of Sunset Peak were neatly arranged, and according to their seniority, they took turns to kowtow.
Feng Zikang saw Huo Zhongguang's face pale and blue, and his hands trembled, thinking that he was nervous; In contrast, Liang Si'an is much more generous and decent, but as a senior brother, although over the years, because his cultivation is far higher than that of his peers, no one has ever challenged him, but this kind of scene has been seen a lot, and his complexion is quite calm.
As the head of the three generations of disciples, he was the first, and under Huo Zhongguang's gaze, he walked calmly, and in the voice of the ceremonial official, he kowtowed three times steadily.
Today, Huo Zhongguang challenged Liang Si'an, and it has been rumored that the entire Longhu Mountain has been coaxed.
Liang Si'an is the first master of foundation building among the three generations of disciples, and all the inner and outer disciples know it; Huo Zhongguang guarded the ancient battlefield of Songling, but he also had an outstanding reputation.
It's a pity that it's all the notoriety of extortion.
The outer disciples dared not speak out, and ordinary inner disciples also had to sell favors, but they were naturally dissatisfied in their hearts, and his popularity could be said to be extremely bad.
Therefore, the three generations of disciples in Dragon and Tiger Mountain are all laughing at this guy's indiscretion.
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Liang Si'an's side could also hear a few disciples whispering.
"Senior brother is majestic, what is Huo Zhongguang?
How can it be compared to him?
” "I guess I've been on the ancient battlefield for a long time, and I've been possessed by a ghost, and my brain is not refreshing!"
"This bastard is going to accept a spirit stone from me once he enters the ancient battlefield, Lao Tzu has long seen that he is unhappy, today I am here to see how Senior Brother Liang taught him!"
The comments were overwhelmingly in favor of Liang Si'an, and probably no one believed that Huo Zhongguang had a chance to win.
But there are always exceptions to everything, but I heard a voice whispering mysteriously: "Don't talk nonsense, I watched the stars last night, Senior Brother Huo has the destiny of heaven, and under the stars, there is a black gas that rushes straight into the sky and firmly holds it, this battle has a seventy percent chance of winning!"
On the other hand, Senior Brother Liang, the stars are obscure, and the foundation is shaken, in my opinion, ......"
The voice paused, seeming to hesitate.
"Not only will I lose this fight, but I'm afraid that I will be at risk of death!"
Feng Zikang was shocked and looked back!