Mythological origin
Chapter 60 The Wave
Chapter 60 The Wave
In fact, it's not surprising that Han Yu has such an idea.
When the two met for the first time, they were just two young people who seemed to be equal, and Han Yu thought that they could still get along as equals.
As a result, it didn't take long for the other party to have foundation-building power, and Dr. Mo, who was on every possible defense, couldn't survive even a single move in his hands, so he was sent back to the west.
This time, after seeing each other for ten years, the strength revealed by Bai Mo is even more unfathomable.
Han Yu, who was on the thirteenth floor of Qi Refining, asked himself that he had met many foundation-building master uncles in Huangfeng Valley. Even the seniors of the Jindan Stage had the honor to meet a few times, but they were far less terrifying than the white ink in front of them.
He guessed that maybe only the Yuanying ancestor in the Yellow Wind Valley, who sees the dragon and never sees the tail, can compete with the one in front of him.
What's more, the other party has also created such a heaven-defying method as the Yin-Yang and Five Elements Jue. Even though the Jue itself is weak and the speed of cultivation is slow, it does not reduce its magic in the slightest.
"Without spiritual roots, one cannot cultivate immortals. This is the iron rule of the immortal world for thousands of years."
He still remembered what he said when he bid farewell to Mo Fengwu in his dream.
It was for this reason that the two people in the dream separated in the end.
……
"You're thinking... what am I?" Bai Mo cast his gaze on Han Yu.
For a moment, Han Yu felt as if he was being watched by thousands of eyes, and all the stars were watching him.
Even though every ray of gaze was as light as a feather, it couldn't hold back that there were as many feathers as the stars in the sky, and it was almost impossible for him to breathe under the weight.
"Juniors don't dare..." How could Han Yu dare to admit that he has been in the world of cultivation for many years, and he has also heard that some gods and beasts have very strange tempers and cannibalize people if they disagree with each other.
Although he said he had a specious friendship with the other party, but he didn't have the guts to gamble how many lives this friendship was worth, after all, he only had one life.
"How do you think it is possible for a pseudo-spiritual root monk to build a foundation?"
"Pseudo-spiritual root cultivator... the hope of establishing a foundation is very slim." Han Yu also told the truth.
He knew very well in his heart that unless this pseudo-spiritual root cultivator was lucky enough to be assisted by a mysterious vial like himself.
Or the background is equal, and there is a close relative who is at least at the golden core stage, regardless of the cost, to get the pile of spiritual pills, otherwise, let alone building a foundation, it will be difficult to reach the thirteenth level of refining Qi before dying of old age.
"Then guess, why do I still want to create such a technique?" Bai Mo asked with a smile.
"..."
"How do I know what you fairy wants to do..."
Han Yu was also mad at this moment.
"Senior, is it to fulfill Mo Lao's last wish...?" He asked tentatively, and he didn't even believe it when he said it.
Would a high-level monk really do this for the promise of a mere mortal?
But Han Yu is not a modern person after all, so he can't think of a slogan that everyone is equal and everyone has immortal cultivation.
Bai Mo shook his head and said nothing.
"Building the foundation..." The question about the foundation building of the pseudo-spiritual root monk made Han Yu's thoughts fly further.
He was thinking, although it is indeed difficult for pseudo spiritual root monks to build a foundation, but there are too many of them.
There may not be one child with a spiritual root in a thousand people, but no matter who the fake spiritual root is, as long as the blood sacrifices life span, it can be obtained.
In time, the number of monks with false spiritual roots will be hundreds of times that of true spiritual roots.
It's not that all pseudo-spiritual root monks have no footsteps, like his sister Han Yu, who now seeks shelter from a small sect under the Yellow Wind Valley, and Han Yu gives his sister various cultivation methods every once in a while resource.
Relying on the accumulation of spiritual stones, Han Yu's sister's cultivation speed is no slower than that of a true spirit root monk.
As for the sisters of the Mo family, he has also made up his mind to help them to build the foundation as much as possible. That dream touched Han Yu deeply, and he must make up for the regret in the dream.
Anyway, the mysterious vial is powerful enough.
……
Han Yu has seen even more outrageous things.
An old Jindan monk in the Yellow Wind Valley has never had any descendants with spiritual roots. After obtaining the Yin-Yang and Five Elements Jue, he felt like he had found a treasure. He desperately used his wealth to pile up his youngest son who had been raised to be a king in the mortal world.
A veteran Golden Core cultivator from a great sect, his net worth is so rich.
He took out enough resources for ten monks with true spiritual roots to cultivate from the first level to the thirteenth level of Qi Refining. He used Huanglongdan, Heqidan, and Poyuandan without money, so that his youngest son could use it in just five years. In a few years, he changed from a mortal to a monk in the late stage of Qi refining.
Even some monks with two spiritual roots may not have this speed in normal practice.
"Senior, foundation-building cultivators... will one day follow in the footsteps of Qi-refinement cultivators?"
The number of pseudo-spiritual root monks is really too many. Under the huge base, although the proportion is extremely small, there will always be a large number of people who can build the foundation.
If the number of foundation-building monks in the comprehension world increases tenfold and a hundred times, it will undoubtedly be a disaster for the existing foundation-building monks.
"Yes, you thought of that."
"But so what?"
"Yes...but so what?"
Han Yu was frustrated for a while, and then smiled again.
The foundation building and longevity that I have been thinking about will really become worthless in a short time.
But then he figured it out, as long as the mysterious vial was still in his hand, he would never stop at building a foundation.
"As long as I get promoted fast enough, this wave will never reach me!"
"Thank you senior for pointing out the maze!" With a confident smile, Han Yu bid farewell to Bai Mo, leaving only a white figure beside the lonely grave.
……
Three years later, a news that shook the entire Nanya State spread around the Yanghuo Palace and other four super sects.
The four major sects unexpectedly changed their usual ways and invited friends from all over the world to go to Xuanwu Pass, which has been guarded by several major sects, to explore together the endless resources of Ten Thousand Mountains behind Xuanwu Pass.
This side of the world has always been in a state of confrontation between monsters.
In fact, nearly half of the land in Nanya State is not under the control of the human race.
In Nanya Prefecture, the two sides roughly use Xuanwu Pass as the boundary, and the hundreds of thousands of miles of land around Xuanwu Pass are all areas where humans and demons are fiercely fighting.
In the past, the four sects led a large number of monks from top to bottom to guard Xuanwu Pass and the surrounding fortresses, in order to prevent the endless tide of beasts from the Ten Thousand Mountains from time to time.
Although the task of defense is not light, it can also obtain massive resources from monsters. The total value of materials obtained from monsters every year alone is incalculable.
As for the price, it is just the lives of some unlucky ghosts.
Therefore, unless there is a super beast tide that occurs once in a thousand or even ten thousand years, and the entire Nanya State needs to be mobilized to defend, otherwise the four major sects and their vassals will firmly occupy this area of interest.
(End of this chapter)
In fact, it's not surprising that Han Yu has such an idea.
When the two met for the first time, they were just two young people who seemed to be equal, and Han Yu thought that they could still get along as equals.
As a result, it didn't take long for the other party to have foundation-building power, and Dr. Mo, who was on every possible defense, couldn't survive even a single move in his hands, so he was sent back to the west.
This time, after seeing each other for ten years, the strength revealed by Bai Mo is even more unfathomable.
Han Yu, who was on the thirteenth floor of Qi Refining, asked himself that he had met many foundation-building master uncles in Huangfeng Valley. Even the seniors of the Jindan Stage had the honor to meet a few times, but they were far less terrifying than the white ink in front of them.
He guessed that maybe only the Yuanying ancestor in the Yellow Wind Valley, who sees the dragon and never sees the tail, can compete with the one in front of him.
What's more, the other party has also created such a heaven-defying method as the Yin-Yang and Five Elements Jue. Even though the Jue itself is weak and the speed of cultivation is slow, it does not reduce its magic in the slightest.
"Without spiritual roots, one cannot cultivate immortals. This is the iron rule of the immortal world for thousands of years."
He still remembered what he said when he bid farewell to Mo Fengwu in his dream.
It was for this reason that the two people in the dream separated in the end.
……
"You're thinking... what am I?" Bai Mo cast his gaze on Han Yu.
For a moment, Han Yu felt as if he was being watched by thousands of eyes, and all the stars were watching him.
Even though every ray of gaze was as light as a feather, it couldn't hold back that there were as many feathers as the stars in the sky, and it was almost impossible for him to breathe under the weight.
"Juniors don't dare..." How could Han Yu dare to admit that he has been in the world of cultivation for many years, and he has also heard that some gods and beasts have very strange tempers and cannibalize people if they disagree with each other.
Although he said he had a specious friendship with the other party, but he didn't have the guts to gamble how many lives this friendship was worth, after all, he only had one life.
"How do you think it is possible for a pseudo-spiritual root monk to build a foundation?"
"Pseudo-spiritual root cultivator... the hope of establishing a foundation is very slim." Han Yu also told the truth.
He knew very well in his heart that unless this pseudo-spiritual root cultivator was lucky enough to be assisted by a mysterious vial like himself.
Or the background is equal, and there is a close relative who is at least at the golden core stage, regardless of the cost, to get the pile of spiritual pills, otherwise, let alone building a foundation, it will be difficult to reach the thirteenth level of refining Qi before dying of old age.
"Then guess, why do I still want to create such a technique?" Bai Mo asked with a smile.
"..."
"How do I know what you fairy wants to do..."
Han Yu was also mad at this moment.
"Senior, is it to fulfill Mo Lao's last wish...?" He asked tentatively, and he didn't even believe it when he said it.
Would a high-level monk really do this for the promise of a mere mortal?
But Han Yu is not a modern person after all, so he can't think of a slogan that everyone is equal and everyone has immortal cultivation.
Bai Mo shook his head and said nothing.
"Building the foundation..." The question about the foundation building of the pseudo-spiritual root monk made Han Yu's thoughts fly further.
He was thinking, although it is indeed difficult for pseudo spiritual root monks to build a foundation, but there are too many of them.
There may not be one child with a spiritual root in a thousand people, but no matter who the fake spiritual root is, as long as the blood sacrifices life span, it can be obtained.
In time, the number of monks with false spiritual roots will be hundreds of times that of true spiritual roots.
It's not that all pseudo-spiritual root monks have no footsteps, like his sister Han Yu, who now seeks shelter from a small sect under the Yellow Wind Valley, and Han Yu gives his sister various cultivation methods every once in a while resource.
Relying on the accumulation of spiritual stones, Han Yu's sister's cultivation speed is no slower than that of a true spirit root monk.
As for the sisters of the Mo family, he has also made up his mind to help them to build the foundation as much as possible. That dream touched Han Yu deeply, and he must make up for the regret in the dream.
Anyway, the mysterious vial is powerful enough.
……
Han Yu has seen even more outrageous things.
An old Jindan monk in the Yellow Wind Valley has never had any descendants with spiritual roots. After obtaining the Yin-Yang and Five Elements Jue, he felt like he had found a treasure. He desperately used his wealth to pile up his youngest son who had been raised to be a king in the mortal world.
A veteran Golden Core cultivator from a great sect, his net worth is so rich.
He took out enough resources for ten monks with true spiritual roots to cultivate from the first level to the thirteenth level of Qi Refining. He used Huanglongdan, Heqidan, and Poyuandan without money, so that his youngest son could use it in just five years. In a few years, he changed from a mortal to a monk in the late stage of Qi refining.
Even some monks with two spiritual roots may not have this speed in normal practice.
"Senior, foundation-building cultivators... will one day follow in the footsteps of Qi-refinement cultivators?"
The number of pseudo-spiritual root monks is really too many. Under the huge base, although the proportion is extremely small, there will always be a large number of people who can build the foundation.
If the number of foundation-building monks in the comprehension world increases tenfold and a hundred times, it will undoubtedly be a disaster for the existing foundation-building monks.
"Yes, you thought of that."
"But so what?"
"Yes...but so what?"
Han Yu was frustrated for a while, and then smiled again.
The foundation building and longevity that I have been thinking about will really become worthless in a short time.
But then he figured it out, as long as the mysterious vial was still in his hand, he would never stop at building a foundation.
"As long as I get promoted fast enough, this wave will never reach me!"
"Thank you senior for pointing out the maze!" With a confident smile, Han Yu bid farewell to Bai Mo, leaving only a white figure beside the lonely grave.
……
Three years later, a news that shook the entire Nanya State spread around the Yanghuo Palace and other four super sects.
The four major sects unexpectedly changed their usual ways and invited friends from all over the world to go to Xuanwu Pass, which has been guarded by several major sects, to explore together the endless resources of Ten Thousand Mountains behind Xuanwu Pass.
This side of the world has always been in a state of confrontation between monsters.
In fact, nearly half of the land in Nanya State is not under the control of the human race.
In Nanya Prefecture, the two sides roughly use Xuanwu Pass as the boundary, and the hundreds of thousands of miles of land around Xuanwu Pass are all areas where humans and demons are fiercely fighting.
In the past, the four sects led a large number of monks from top to bottom to guard Xuanwu Pass and the surrounding fortresses, in order to prevent the endless tide of beasts from the Ten Thousand Mountains from time to time.
Although the task of defense is not light, it can also obtain massive resources from monsters. The total value of materials obtained from monsters every year alone is incalculable.
As for the price, it is just the lives of some unlucky ghosts.
Therefore, unless there is a super beast tide that occurs once in a thousand or even ten thousand years, and the entire Nanya State needs to be mobilized to defend, otherwise the four major sects and their vassals will firmly occupy this area of interest.
(End of this chapter)
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