Chapter 61 Explanation of the Eighth Level of Death

Tuoba Feng's words suddenly made the fat man's heart thump. After thinking about it, he said, "After so many years, the two continents have little contact. I believe that there are not so many people who know the power of elements. Even if they are suspicious, they are limited to suspicion. They are not completely sure that I am from Nanfeng mainland. Today, someone found your existence.

"What!? Who is it?" Tuoba Feng asked anxiously. Obviously, the fat man's words surprised him.

"An elder of the life and death gate, a self-pronounced wine fairy, named Zuo Shuqing. Before you woke up, he once told me that if you want others to know that there is still a soul hidden in my body, let me take time to find him. Now it seems that there is no need." Thinking of what Zuo Shuqing said to himself today, the fat man obviously had some lingering palpitations.

Unexpectedly, Tuoba Feng shook his head and said, "If you go to find him, I will hide my breath while you are looking for him. I want to see how Zuo Shuqing found my existence. In addition, you have to remember that you are not the only one who can cross the level of crouching tigers and hidden dragons in the northern Xinjiang. Some lucky, God Fujia monks, if they have the opportunity to get some secret methods, it is not difficult to cross the level to kill people, so they must be cautious and keep a low profile.

The fat man nodded honestly and said, "I will."

Looking at the fat man with relief, Tuobafeng sighed and said, "Since this is the case, you can stay at ease in the door of life and death. You have the smell of virtual death. I believe they will treat you as a core disciple. You have to firmly seize this opportunity. Without further ado, I will first Go back, you won't have to come out for a long time. Don't let that guy notice it.

After saying that, Tuoba turned into a breeze, integrated into the fat man's body, tidied up his clothes, and the fat man walked out of the door.

It's just that he didn't see it. In the shadow behind him, the madman was holding the wine pot and half sitting there, looking at the fat man with great interest.

After seeing the fat man leave the room, the crazy man said slowly; "It's interesting to convert the power of death with the power of elements. Although it's a little difficult, it's not a way, but this method still needs to be considered." After saying that, the madman turned around and disappeared in the shadow, not knowing where he was going. But it is certain that he has not changed at all because the fat man is from the Nanfeng mainland, not even a little emotional change, which is really hard to figure out.

After walking out of the stone house, the fat man took a closer look at the surrounding environment. There were not many forests and sparse. Because of the edge of the adjacent space, the color of the sky also became a little gray. I think that if it were not a bitter monk, he would never stay here.

As the crazy Taoist said, there are fruits prepared by the crazy Taoist in his room, but I don't know when the fruits were prepared. They have rotted. Before today's practice officially started, the fat man ran to the nearby woods, picked a large number of fruits and put them in the stone room for future needs.

Time passed slowly, and the next day arrived in a blink of an eye.

The fat man, who did not have the habit of staying in bed, walked out of the room early. There was no sun in the world of life and death, but for so many years, after all, some elders were not used to the environment here. They actually created a fireball with great mana, rising and setting at a fixed time every day, acting as the sun. Walking out of the room, the fat man looked at the slowly rising fireball with great interest, but he didn't expect that the madman got up earlier than he had already sat on a boulder and looked at the sun in the sky.

stepped forward, and the fat man said respectfully, "Master, good morning."

The madman waved his hand and said casually, "You and my master and apprentice don't need much courtesy, and I don't know how long you can be your master. You prepare first. I'll check your current cultivation and reposition it later."

Nodding his head, the fat man walked to a boulder not far behind the crazy road without hesitation and sat down cross-legged, but there was no sun and moon essence for him to suck.

With the passage of time, about two hours later, the fireball in the sky had left the ground. After rising to the sky, the madman finally stood up from the boulder, waved to the fat man and said, "Come on."

When he walked to the mad man, without waiting for the fat man to speak, the mad man covered his right hand on the fat man's head. A pure king of death flowed to the fat man's body along his palm, instantly filling the fat man's limbs and bones. It was strange that the fat man did not reject this force, but had a kind of melting. The feeling.

After a long time, the madman took his palm off the fat man's head, but his expression became solemn. Looking at the fat man, he said for a long time, "Your death level is indeed cultivated to the realm of wind and evil, but the energy is too mixed. Even the power of death of ordinary life and death disciples is stronger than yours, although you have It virtualizes the spirit of death, but quantitative change causes qualitative change. If you can't concentrate on practicing the power of death, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to break through the realm of unity in the future.

Of course, his family knows what he knows. Fortunately, the fat man has planned to give up the route of the elemental warrior and practice the power of death wholeheartedly. He immediately said, "Well, I was a free practice before I got started, so most of the practice is complicated. In the future, I will put down all other skills and focus on the eighth level of death."

Hearing the fat man's words, the madman immediately patted the fat man on the shoulder with satisfaction and said, "It's so good. Today, I'll tell you about the eighth level of death. The eighth level of death, the first level of demonization, is to transform the breath of cultivation in the body into magic gas, that is, the power of death. The second-order fierce battle, when the power of death spreads all over the body, it is the time when the fierce battle is successful. The third-order Weisha, the disciples of the life and death who have reached the Weisha, can be said to have touched some of some of the ways of the eighth level of death. The spirit of the fourth-order wind and evil spirit is extremely easy to enter, good and evil, and it is also a level to test the Taoist's heart. Your mind is still It's not difficult to be persistent and want to break through. The fifth level of unity is also the most difficult level in the eighth level of death, and it is also a level of one step to the sky. If ordinary disciples of life and death do not have the shadow of the god of death in their own body, they will pass through the mountains of the two worlds, enter the underworld to hunt and kill the god, and get the shadow of death beast. If it is successful, it can be said that the unity is successful. If it does not, they can only wander forever. Between unity and wind and evil, you can't continue to practice downward. It's just that you don't have to worry about this, because you already have a virtual death beast shadow in your body. As long as the power of death in your body reaches the level of unity, you can progress smoothly. The sixth-order god-eating (because it hunts and absorbs the god of death, it is very easy to lead to the anti-eating yuanshen. Only by passing through this stage can it successfully evolve into the seventh-order lotus in the next stage. The seventh-order lotus (taking the meaning of breaking and standing later, when you merge with death to a certain extent, break and stand, you can become a complete body of death, so it is a lotus. Level 8: The divine realm, in short, is to enter the Tao with death and turn it into a great success of death. You are the death. However, at this level, only my ancestors have reached the door of life and death in those years, and no one can enter this realm since then.

After listening to the crazy Taoist's explanation of the eighth level of death, the fat man's face remains unchanged, but his heart is already a stormy wave. The explanation of the crazy Taoist is similar to what he heard from the old man's mouth on the Nanfeng mainland, but what he cultivates on the Nanfeng mainland is the power of the element, and here is The power of death, if there is no relationship between the two, you won't believe in killing the fat man.

He didn't know that the fat man was thinking about these messy things. After drinking a sip of wine, he continued, "Well, do you have any questions about the eighth level of death?"

The fat man, who had been familiar with him for a long time, immediately shook his head and said, "I understand."

After a click, the madman continued, "What you are mainly practicing now is the power of death. The realm is enough, and the wind and evil are almost perfect, but the power of death is only as much as the early stage of Weisha. Make more power of death, and I will check your progress in two weeks." After saying that, the madman left a thin manual and disappeared in place.

I didn't see how the crazy Taoist left. The fat man didn't pay attention to so much. He picked up the manual left by the crazy Taoist and read it carefully. The manual tells the understanding of some crazy Taoists who have been practicing the eighth level of death for so many years. After looking at it a few times, the plate's eyes suddenly turned red. This is exactly what the fat man needs most now.

You should know, in the past, the fat man practiced the eighth level of death completely by himself to explore, and there is always a crisis of explosive body, but now, he is also an organized person, and he also has a master. Every time he thinks of this, the fat man wants to roar a few times to vent.

Soon after reading the manual, the fat man was about to go back to his stone house to slowly explore. A stream of light in the distance attracted his attention. There should be no other people around him. If he wants to come here, he is either looking for a crazy man or himself.

Anyway, he was not in a hurry to practice. The fat man immediately returned to the boulder and watched the guy flying in the sky getting closer and closer.

"Damn, you boy, you live a good life. Do you still have time to bask in the sun here?" Gong Yangze's cheerful voice came to the fat man's ears. The fat man was stunned at first, and then smiled and said, "Brother, why do you come to me when you have time? By the way, you'd better speak in a low voice. My master just went in."

Thinking that the fat man's master was crazy, Gong Yang Ze immediately closed his mouth obediently and looked at the fat man and whispered, "Your brother and I really came to you today, and it was ordered by the doorkeeper."

"Oh? Is there anything important for the door owner to ask me? The fat man asked doubtfully.

Gong Yang Ze smiled strangely and said, "Fat man, do you remember the person who ambushed us on the way that day?"

"Are you talking about the disciples of the three Huazhen Sect?" For them, the fat man was quite impressed. After all, he was forced to use a loaned skill and recovered after such a long time. How could he forget it?

"Well, it's them. Do you want to know who is behind them?" Gong Yang Ze looked at the fat man with a smile, as if it was time to test you.

He frowned, and the fat man said slowly, "It should be the Ghost Sect."

Hearing the fat man's answer, Gong Yang Ze immediately shook his head and said, "No, guess again."

The fat man whispered softly and said with great interest, "It's not the Ghost Sect. Didn't you say that the Huazhen Sect did not dare to attack us, only the Ghost Sect dare?"

Gong Yang Ze nodded and said, "That's true, but the master behind it is indeed not the work of the Ghost Sect."

Sitting back on the boulder, the fat man thought for a long time before saying, "If it weren't for the Ghost Sect, the suspicion of the Gas Refining Sect would be the greatest."

He sat down quietly, and the ram said calmly, "Why do you say that the energy refining sect is the most suspected?" Under the calm appearance, the fat man did not see the twitching corners of the ram's mouth.

After sorting out his thoughts, the fat man said, "The reason is very good. If it weren't for the ghost sect, we should think that whoever kills us will get the greatest benefit at this time, or who wants us to have an accident the most. Although the qi refining sect withdrew from the participation of the nameless ghost domain, as far as I know, except for the sects, after the strength reaches a certain level, it will still enter the nameless ghost realm and participate in the fight. I think the elder of the qi sama must be one of many strong people. We went around to his sect and caused a lot of numbness. Annoying, and eliminating the opportunity for his sect to enter the nameless ghostland, they must have a grudge. But on the surface, I can't start with my family. I can only pretend to borrow the hands of others, and the Huazhen Sect is the same as the Ghost Sect. I think the Lianqi Sect also knows this, so I use some benefits or plans to let the Huazhen sect to send monks to deal with us, so as to put the blame on the Ghost Sect, so that I have friction between the Life and Death Sect and the Ghost Sect, and their purpose is also achieved. . "

Looking at the fat man in shock, Gong Yang Ze found that he still underestimated the fat man in front of him. This guy is not only very strange in strength, but also beyond the reach of others.

It's just that Gong Yang Ze doesn't know. In fact, the fat man is the most ** thing about these guys. If it's another scheme, I'm afraid the fat man can't see through it.

With a sigh, Gong Yangze's heart suddenly felt a little gloomy. Even if he was not as good as a fat man. How could he not be compared with him mentally? A sense of frustration surged into his heart.

After a long time, Gongyang Ze smiled and said, "You guy, your mind is turning quite fast. Yes, it is indeed the mastermind behind the spirit of the refining sect. I have reported this matter to the door owner, and then he asked you to verify it. If so, we will make a ruling on the Huazhen sect."

He frowned, and the fat man wondered, "Judgment?"

"Well, either destroy the sect or take out something that can satisfy us." The ram said slowly.

With a wry smile, the fat man said, "Is it just to lift the bamboo bar?"

Gong Yang Ze was stunned and asked, "What is a bamboo stick?" The fat man smiled and said, "It's just sitting on the ground and starting the price. It's a fool."

Then, the fat man and Gong Yang Ze both smiled, as if they could see a trace of the same person in each other's eyes, but in Gong Yang Ze's eyes, a complex color flashed by.

The fat man who didn't care so much quickly reported to the mad Taoist and then flew to the sect with Gongyang Ze. At the beginning, the mado flew back very fast, and it took almost a few breaths to arrive, but after being a fat man, it took him two hours to see where the sect was.

Finally, the tired and out of breath fat man immediately scolded, "Damn it, why is it so far away? Where on earth did the old madman set up the place of cultivation?"

After looking around with considerable fear, Gong Yang Ze said cautiously, "Fatty, you can eat things indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense. Your master is famous for his strange temper. Be careful to provoke him. It's impossible to beat you, but your master's place of practice is indeed too far away. I have it. I'm a little tired."

Of course, Gong Yang Ze's words are nonsense. He is a perfect cultivation in Huajing. Flying so far is not a piece of cake for him. On the way up the mountain, the fat man suddenly raised his head and said to Gong Yang Ze, "Brother, can I ask you a question?"

Gong Yangze nodded and said casually, "Ask, anyway, they are all fellow brothers. Don't be so polite."

"Well, what I want to ask is what is the power that you fought with me when you fought with me and could restore your full body."

You should know that Gong Yang Ze suppressed his power in the middle of the wonderland. If he really used the power of the Huajing period, although the fat man would not notice it, he believed that Gong Yang Ze would not do such a thing at that time.

As the fat man expected, Gong Yang Ze said slowly, "Well, that's the possession of death. To be precise, I cheated. I attached my original death beast shadow to myself, absorbed all the abnormal forces, and then returned to my body to digest. Although I only used the death beast shadow in the middle of the wonderland, it has It feels like bullying the big with a small one.

"Oh." After understanding, the fat man nodded and continued to ask, "So when you saved me that day, the whole person turned into death?"

Gong Yang Ze smiled bitterly and said, "You will ask, um, incarnate death. To be precise, in the door of life and death, it is a skill that every elder knows, which can only be used after entering the Taoist realm. And I, because the method of practicing the eighth level of death is a little strange, I can mention the use of the incarnation of death. Although the combat power is strong, the sequelae are also very horrible. Don't touch those crooked brains. When your strength is enough, use it again. And even if I use it now, there are some powerful skills that can't be used smoothly. The black hole is even more my super-level. If you want to use it again, I'm afraid it's not easy.

This result is similar to what the fat man imagined. Looking back on the black hole that appeared on Gongyang Ze at that time, the fat man was a chill. Mo Xiu and the dark wolf he summoned so hard were dragged into the black hole in an instant, and there was no scum left. As for the great sequelae that Gong Yangze said, the fat man did not feel any pity. You can only get much reward if you pay. Again, there is no free lunch in the world, and there is no strong strength for nothing.