The Journey of Cultivation of King Juan

It is also difficult for Cui Zun to come up with an idea. When he met Geng Jiu, Geng Jiu had already passed the mortal realm, and it seemed that he had never been tempered by the blood refining realm. The accumulation of impurities in his body was serious, but his talent was more Gao and Xuanrong are stronger, so they have never encountered the so-called bottleneck.

But that doesn't mean he won't encounter bottlenecks in the future.

Cui Zun calculated that if he did not choose to change himself with backtracking exercises, but continued to practice, he would probably have insufficient stamina at the peak of Lingdi. If he was lucky, he might be able to break through the realm of Immortal Emperor. But it can only be stuck there, and can no longer go up.

And Yunying's Xuanrong method was inherited from Geng Jiu, and his talent seems to be slightly higher than Naifu's. If he still practiced step by step and practiced the same way as Geng Jiu, he would probably be lucky enough to break through the realm of the Holy Emperor in the end.

"But within the Six Realms, there should be Emperor Zun."

"I haven't seen it, but I think there should be one."

Yunying remained silent, Cui Zun knew what she meant, she was worried that the master of Xuanming Hall was in the realm of Emperor Zun, if so, even if he finally cultivated to the realm of Saint Emperor, he would still not be able to compete with him.

To destroy the Xuanming Palace, one must at least be on an equal footing with its owner.

"That's why I must get rid of the influence of Xuanrong's body and go out of my own way."

Yunying said this very lightly, but Cui Zun felt that every word was sonorous.

"I believe you can do it." Cui Zun said this sentence as softly as possible, causing a smile to appear on the corner of Yunying's mouth.

They have been together for nearly three years. Although there is still a slight gap, the relationship between the two is gradually getting closer. One day, they will become honest.

one day...

Cui Zun was thinking about it, and when he came back to his senses, he realized that Yunying was already waiting at the Chupo Mountain Villa.

Originally, few people came to this villa due to its remoteness. Although the courtyard was lush with vegetation, there was always a sense of desolation.

Later, Ling Shuangrui and Chen Ke suggested that Yunying set up the venue of the Martial Arts Discussion Meeting here, and changed the venue here, and there was an endless stream of guests every day, and Ling Shuangrui brought a group of Chuposhan disciples to this place. The annex has been remodeled, and a rockery pond has been repaired in the courtyard, and beautiful flowers and herbs have been planted, which is much more pleasing to the eye than before.

But the old saying is good, if the mountain is not high, there are immortals and spirits. In fact, the disciples who came to the competition didn't care how well the repairs here were. Most of them just wanted to learn Yunying's magical sword skills.

It's hard for Yun Ying to live up to their expectations. It's been more than a year, and she can't just show her face once.

Tomorrow is the date of another small meeting on martial arts, but many people have already gathered here in advance to discuss and discuss with each other, and the most conspicuous one is naturally Su Minglang who is dressed in white.

This guy seems to have never retreated, he has always been fighting with others, relying on his surging fighting spirit to fight and win all the way and climb hard all the way.

Perhaps this is also a manifestation of enlightenment.

Yunying hid in front of the orchid potted plant with the technique of concealing breath, quietly watching all the guests show off their abilities.

Su Minglang is already at the third level of blood refining, and his progress in cultivation has surpassed that of Yunying, and his bear soul and snake scale skills are more thorough than before. In the battle, he not only goes forward bravely, but also has more prudence in seeing all directions and listening to all directions.

"Before being controlled by Xue Manman's singing, did you start to consciously exercise your rationality in your fighting spirit?" Yun Ying thought to herself.