Chapter 68 History of Cultivation

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Many things in the world are not done voluntarily, but forced. If you don't resist, you can only be bullied. It's difficult for Xu Le to keep a low profile. Especially in this huge fairy gate with mixed water, you can only be suppressed by those who like high-profile people if you are not high-profile.

"Xu Le, we'd better enter the Sacred Heart Church as soon as possible to avoid being caught by the people of the prison church." Nangong Xiaoxiao is still quite proficient in power struggle. As long as you have great support, no matter what kind of law enforcement disciple you are, even if the elders find faults, they will not be able to eat good results.

"Yes, let's go back immediately."

The little boy's eyes swept over the machine beast golden eagle, and he was a little disappointed.

People around them take the initiative to give up a channel, and they all respect the strong.

The little boy has a small flying boat, which is just enough for seven people. This flying ship does not rely on mechanical power, but on spirit stones without finished products.

"I asked, the elder of Sacred Heart Church is my father. What are your origins? Why don't I know there are talented disciples like you?

On the way back, the little boy had been struggling with this problem.

Xu Le smiled. He is now in high spirits. Before he has been promoted to the master level, he has more than 120 fighting power, which is infinitely close to Feng Feifei.

He believes that one day he will catch up with her.

The little boy in front of him asked about his martial arts cultivation, but his soul realm was very high, especially his coming from a greater degree. No wonder those law enforcement disciples dared not say a word when they saw him.

"If you don't know anything, I am a disciple of Jiujian Valley, a branch of Canghai Xianmen. Last time the messenger went to select a talented disciple, I was selected as a handyman disciple. Sister Nangong beside me is the little princess of the wind and fire empire. Because something happened, she entered the Canghai Fairy Gate with me to practice.

asked at a young age, but his mind was very mature. His eyes flashed a few times and muttered, "Jiujian Valley seems to be quite familiar. Where have you heard of it?"

"Ask the young master, not long ago, Jiujian Valley had an unparalleled saint named Feng Feifei, whose talent potential and the first evil disciple of my fairy sect were betweenbo Zhong. Before the opening of the chaotic tide of the Star Sea, Xianmen will hold a grand festival to congratulate them. At that time, many saints will be invited to watch the ceremony to show their divine power.

"I remember that it was the saint Feng Feifei who manifested the true spirit of the five elements when he became holy. Where on earth is Jiujian Valley and how can he cultivate such a powerful evil disciple? He asked with great emotion, and he didn't know what was thinking in his little head all day long.

"Sister Feng Feifei has become a saint?"

Xu Le's mind went blank, which was too shocking for him. Because once she is sanctified, she is likely to leave the secular immortal world and go to the Holy Land to practice. The Holy Land is the paradise for saints to practice. It's just a waste of time to stay here with her talent.

Suddenly, there was a strong sense of loss in my heart, and the gap between the two became wider and wider.

The saint has taken off the mortal fetus, the essence of life has changed, and the weakest saint can easily live for five or six hundred years. And no matter how powerful the practitioner is, he can live more than 200 years at most. If the soul can break through to the quenching realm, it may live for more than a hundred years, just like the Boji master in Twilight City.

No more words along the way, everyone calms down and practices.

The Immortal Gate of Canghai is very large, with thousands of feet of peaks rising from the ground, magnificent, connected by a mysterious array, echoing the beginning and tail, left and right.

Building houses on each mountain is connected, and there are many disciples like an army of ants. Countless master disciples fly in the sky. Some people can fly more than ten miles in one breath, and some people jump three or four miles. In short, each way of flying has its own advantages.

There are also many flying boats and flying animals coming and going. More than a dozen huge pillars of light can also be seen flashing from time to time in Xianmen, which should be a large transmission array.

The sun shone over the whole Canghai Fairy Gate, and the clouds curled halfway up the mountain, the vegetation was flourishing, thousands of birds sang, and thousands of beasts roared.

This is the important place of immortals, a world of immortal cultivation independent of the secular world. Compared with the wind and fire empire, Canghai Xianmen can give people a sense of fate, because there is less red dust in the secular world here.

"It's so big!"

Xu Le couldn't help admiring that Jiujian Valley is big enough, but compared with Canghai Xianmen, it is a small place. The endless peaks are endless, sweeping casually, with a panoramic view of all kinds of sword light, knife light and gun light.

"Canghai Xianmen has 8,000 peaks of low-level practice, 2,000 peaks of intermediate practice, and five peaks of advanced practice. The most powerful is the Holy Peak, which is the hidden place of all the saints in Xianmen. Like a heavy treasure, suppressing the luck of Canghai Xianmen.

The question was quite proud, and his chin was raised. At this moment, he showed a little child's heart.

Xu Le smiled bitterly, but he was still ignorant.

"Brother Xu, Sister Nangong, when you arrive at the Sacred Heart Church, you can apply for your identity card again, and you can directly become a genius disciple with your talent. I'm going to see my father, so I won't accompany you.

"We just want to practice quietly. Forget about the genius disciples, the identity of miscellaneous disciples is better and will not attract attention."

Nangong Xiaoxiao has her own concerns.

"It's okay, it's just an identity."

It took half an hour to fly over the Canghai Fairy Gate before arriving at the Holy Heart Hall. Xu Le flew out with a bodyguard beside him. Sacred Heart Church is located on Wanling Peak. There are many disciples. They are energetic, calm, and have quite everyone's demeanor in their words and deeds. They are worthy of being trained by the Canghai Fairy Gate, which is much better than those mixed disciples in Jiujian Valley.

"Brother Xu, Sister Nangong, please come this way." This bodyguard is called Liu Feng. Although he is also a master level, he does not dare to hold an airs at all. These two young and messy people in front of him are lawless masters, and they may be the fate of a saint if they are not careful in the future.

Led by someone, Xu Le and others quickly registered. From this moment on, they were real disciples of Canghai Xianmen.

"Brother Liu, how did we arrive for the first time? I'm confused about this place. Please give me more advice."

In addition to doing it with others, Xu Le is still relatively easy-going and has never been noble or low.

"Brother Xu can go to the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion first. There is a scripture book called [History of Cultivation of Immortals]. There are many precious materials worth reading on it. You can use memory crystals to print a copy. In addition to the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion, there are also alchemy pavilions, alchemy pavilions, organ beast pavilions, alchemy pavilions and other places. You can also go to the Meritorious Service Pavilion to receive various tasks. If you complete it, you can exchange them for what you want. The main merit value is enough and can even be exchanged for lower-grade spiritual stones, advanced elixirs, and emperor-level skills.

Liu Feng said a lot, and he also wants to make good friends with this promising brother.

"Sister Nangong, will you go with me?"

"I won't go. I've seen that [History of Cultivation of Immortals] several times. I will practice for a while, then pick up the task and prepare enough resources to hit the quenching level 10.

Nangong Xiaoxiao is dedicated to cultivation and has no interest in other things.

Xu Le is different. In fact, there is no shortage of skills and resources in his body. What is lacking is the accumulation of knowledge and experience. Practice resources refer not only to spiritual stones, elixir, skills, etc., but also knowledge, practice experience, etc. Only when knowledge is accumulated enough will you enter the epiphany at a certain moment.

is like a young child whose spiritual world is clean without any pollution. It is impossible for you to let him practice and have an epiphany.

According to Liu Feng's instructions, Xu Le ascended the Tibetan Sutra Peak. The Tibetan Sutra Peak is one of the peaks of 2,000 intermediate practice. The bustling disciples go in and out. Fortunately, the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion is large enough to accommodate 10,000 people at the same time.

Xu Le is in the eight-level realm of quenching. As soon as he walked in, the disciples nearby looked sideways and then saluted with their fists.

"Why are they all low-level disciples?"

Xu Le looked around, and in his soul induction, no disciple's realm reached the fourth level of quenching. However, after a little thought, you can understand the reason. Nine times out of those powerful disciples have been in and out many times. The Tibetan scriptures are full of low-level martial arts, as well as some superficial practice records, etc., which are no longer important to those senior disciples.

Those martial arts above the king level, soul skills, and the handwritten notes left by saints are very precious, and it is difficult for non-genius disciples to reach.

Maybe it's just teaching by choosing the best.

Among the disciples around are 70s and 80s, as well as boys and girls in their teens. They all quietly looked through the scriptures in their hands.

"This brother?"

Xu Le approached a man who was over 100 years old and wanted to ask him where the [History of Immortals] was placed.

The old man quickly put down the scriptures and bowed respectfully, "Brother, what can I do for you?"

"Well, I want to see [History of Cultivation of Immortals]. I don't know where to put it?"

The old man just hesitated, then took out a crystal from his arms and said, "I happen to have a rubbing crystal on my body. Please have a look."

So good?

Xu Le feels that his status as a senior is quite good, at least he doesn't need to be so troublesome.

"Thank you, brother. I'll watch it here and return it to you after reading it."

He didn't say much and directly swept it with his soul. The content recorded in it was as vast as the vast sea, as dense as the stars of Zhou Tianchen, divided into categories, and strange talks in the world. An extremely huge amount of information poured into his mind, which overwhelmed him.

Fortunately, his soul is already the peak of concentration. If it were another person, his mind would have been disturbed by boundless information. Xu Le runs the soul path and greedily absorbs everything as much as possible. When he digests all this information, it is equivalent to the life experience gained by a person who has spent hundreds of years traveling around the world.

[History of Cultivation of Immortals] is simply a history of civilization, the demise of ancient families, the glory of new families, the rise and fall of immortals, and the replacement of empires. The collision between martial arts civilization and soul civilization, the survival battle between human beings and demons, etc., are all-encompassing.

Xu Le's soul drifted with the tide, precipitated in the vast civilized changes, and the stagnant realm of soul path appeared a little loose.