Chapter 172 Three Praects
"What's the matter?" As soon as the soul-eating rushed out, he heard a little anxious voice, and suddenly folded and flew back from mid-air.
"You, look over there!" A pair of small eyes were full of incredible looking at the mountains in the distance, as if they had seen a terrible event.
"What's such a fuss? I don't look a little calm without your husband." As he spoke, he turned around and looked at the top of the mountain where the tomb Yunfeng was located. At this glance, the soul-eating fell directly from mid-air and fell to the sky.
He turned over and got up, and the incredible divine light was also exposed in the soul-eating eyes. "It's impossible. How come, master, he actually understood it again!" The soul-eating saw the golden light spots gradually appearing on the distant mountain and muttered unconsciously.
"Kill the way!" He spit out two words with difficulty, and the soul-eating also looked at the soul-eating with dull eyes. For a moment, the two little guys were silent.
"The two of us are now more than five hundred years old. We were captured back to the Magic Valley by the mainland orderers 400 years ago. In the past 100 years on the mainland, we have almost never heard of anyone who can practice the three paths together. After devouring the soul for a while, he finally opened his mouth.
"Yes! The three different ways of cultivation of body, soul power and spiritual power are reasonable. However, the nine practices are different from this. I have never seen monks on this continent who practice the same three paths!" It was also difficult for the soul to speak.
Nine monks, who have the talent to practice together, are already extraordinary. Those who practice the same two paths, that is to say, have two cultivation talents, which also makes sense. Although this kind of people is rare, there are still many on the mainland.
As for the person who met by Tomb Yunfeng, the evil Mingyu of Yinsha Sect is a medical Taoist, a dark Taoist fellow practitioner, and the wind and Tianxiang can also be regarded as one. In addition, there is a wisp of residual soul consciousness left. It can be seen that there are so few practitioners of the two paths.
Two fellow practitioners can only be said to have amazing talents, but the three fellow practitioners are really too rare. At least, there is really no one among the people Tomb Yunfeng has seen. Such people rarely appear even on a continent with a population of more than 1 billion and a history of tens of thousands of years.
Maybe there is really this kind of genius with three talents, but they often choose the one or two with the highest talent. Because life and time are limited. If they insist on more Taoism, it will affect their cultivation speed. In the end, this talent may become their shackles.
"Husband, do you think it will be a bad thing for the master to practice like this? You and I both know that the further back you go, the more difficult the road to practice will be. The master not only cultivates three ways, but also cultivates soul power and body. In this case, I'm afraid..." He looked worriedly at the golden light that kept converging in the distance and hesitated.
"Alas... Let's not care too much about the master's affairs. I feel that there is an extraordinary existence in the master. Otherwise, why do you think Qinglin would follow his master? After eating the soul for a while, he looked at the road in the distance.
"Maybe, but, a month is coming. What should we do?" He was devouring and worried.
"We can't disturb the master's epiphany. In my opinion, it is also a coincidence that the master can understand the way of killing. If it is destroyed by us like this, it may be difficult to have such an opportunity in the future." The soul-eating helpless.
"So, let's continue to practice hard. The master is getting stronger and stronger. We must not let the master underestimate it. Go on!" The soul-eating turned to firm. After saying that, it fell on the spiritual stone pile again and nibbled crazily.
On the mountain where the tomb cloud maple is closed, the golden light spots continue to converge, grow, and flow in one direction. There seems to be the end of this golden spiritual power.
This vision lasted for three whole days before the golden light spots slowly dissipated and gradually disappeared into the sky. At this time, there were countless scratches of different depths on the top of the mountain, which seemed to have been cut by a sharp blade.
"Wow... It's done. In three days, I think the master is probably already dead." The soul-eating breathed, as if he wanted to spit out all the surprises in his heart.
"No, it's not over yet! Look at the sky!" The soul-eating look at the sky above the mountain in a daze, and what he said seemed to be an unconscious murmur. By now, its endurance seems to have reached its limit.
The soul-eating looked at the originally clear and cloudless sky in astonishment. At this time, it had begun to roar.
"Oh, my God! Is it possible that the master directly entered the stage of enlightenment as if he had understood the way of medicine at that time!" He opened his mouth in astonishment and muttered.
"I'm afraid that's the case. I think the master's practice method must be different from ordinary people, so there will be such a situation without a bottleneck." He pondered for a while and suddenly said. In its slippery eyes, it clearly crossed a trace of shrewdness.
"The method of cultivation!" The soul-eating expression moved and he meditated without saying a word.
The speculation of soul-eating is not far from the truth. The reason why Tomb Yunfeng can advance so smoothly after entering the Tao is indeed the reason for the method of cultivation.
Tomb Yunfeng absorbs spiritual power, almost all of which are forcibly absorbed by soul power. The soul power is strong, and the speed of absorbing spiritual power is more and more abnormal. Therefore, the process of accumulating spiritual power from the virtual level to the real level, Tomb Yunfeng will hardly take much time.
From the real level to the transformation level, it is to integrate the spiritual power in the body with the meridians of the whole body. For Mu Yunfeng, there is no difficulty at all. It was the first time to enter the speedway stage. I had no experience and needed to be careful. Now, Tomb Yunfeng has a clear understanding of his meridians. Under the leadership of his soul power, it is even smooth, and there is no obstacle.
As for the breakthrough from the realm, it may be a little difficult for Tomb Yunfeng. However, with the help of the human-level enlightenment treasure, coupled with Tomb Yunfeng's own understanding and appreciation of calligraphy and painting, there is a big problem in the early stage of enlightenment.
Tomb Yunfeng is not a blind person who cultivates. Soul power cultivation promotes nine cultivations, which is beneficial to physical cultivation. In such a virtuous circle, Tomb Yunfeng will only become stronger and stronger, and the road to cultivation will be faster and faster. It can be said that the potential is endless.
Move away from here and look at the top of the mountain where the tomb Yunfeng is closed. At this time, the roaring mid-air is even more intense. Dark clouds and thunder rumbled, as if God was angry with this anti-sky existence again.
The golden color emerges from the dark clouds, constantly converging, brewing the power of rage.
"This boy is really a pervert. The golden thunderstorm came so soon. It seems that I underestimated him at the beginning! Is it true that what is said in the Book of Heaven will really work?" The old voice echoed in the injured bronze ring of Tomb Yunfeng. It seemed that the virtual shadow seemed to know the situation of the outside world.
"It's another thunderstorm! The master's cultivation is really against the sky! Whenever there is a thunderstorm on the mainland, it is the master of the Taoist realm. When the master ascends to heaven, the master is good. Obviously, he has not yet reached the Taoist realm, but he has been repeatedly suffered thunderstorms. Alas... I really don't know whether it's a blessing or a curse!" The soul-eating looked at the thicker dark clouds and the roaring sound of the sky, and muttered.
"I hope the master can get through it smoothly." The soul-eating spirit also looked into the distance and sighed softly.