Gou is passive in high martial arts

Chapter 167 Only My Way, Catch a Turtle in an Urn (Two in One)

Dao is divided into nine grades, and the law is not passed on.

For mortals, entering the third rank means being able to use the methods of immortals, but for practitioners, only the upper third rank is a true immortal.

The third-rank Xuanxuan Realm, the second-rank Dao'an Realm, and the first-rank Shenliao Realm, claim to be omnipotent, immortal, and not among the five elements.

Judging from Chen Kuang's experience, omnipotence is definitely a bragging, but immortality, not in the five elements, is indeed half true.

A saint who does not enter reincarnation can naturally be called immortal.

But the premise is that when the saint dies, the soul must remain intact.

If at the time of death, the spirit and body perish together, then even a saint cannot live a second life.

This is how the sword master who sat on the Vushi Mountain died.

However, even a sage is only a second rank, not the top.

After the fall of all nations in ancient times, there was no first-level cultivator in Cangyuan, that is, Shenliaojing.

Gradually, people even lost their awareness of how strong the Shenliao realm was, because no one could reach this realm, and the few words left over from the ancient times were not enough to piece together the strength of Shenliao.

But at this moment, in front of the three of them, it seemed that the legendary first-grade Ginseng Realm really appeared again!

Even a saint can make a Daoist in the Profound Realm disappear instantly in the blink of an eye!
And they finally knew where the Taoist monarchs who were supposed to be in the Hall of Morality went——

I'm afraid that Wen Yao used the same method to send him away not long ago.

It should be this idea that Wu Sheng fought.

Let Wen Yao first summon the ancestor with double pupils, summon the ancestor of Bitian Mansion to possess him, and then use the mechanism of Pinggu battlefield to replace the existence of this ancestor.

Then, relying on the automatic integration of the participating identities in the ancient battlefield, he supported him to use the double pupil again and call the ancestors for the second time.

But this time, Wen Yao can break through his 2000-year limitation, step on his left foot and right foot, directly trace his bloodline, return to the ancient times, and summon the legendary ancestor Shenliao.

As for why this cannot be done in reality... Chen Kuang speculates that the absence of Shen Liao for so many years is definitely not because so many practitioners are not talented enough, but it may be because of the "Luck of Heaven" being lost after the Battle of Hunting Sky. This led to changes in the rules of heaven and earth.

In other words, this world may no longer support the appearance of Shen Liao.

But in Pinggu battlefield, this illusion of battlefield has its own logic.

The "Martial Sage" may have discovered it. Since the logic of the ancient battlefield is different from the reality, it can support the emergence of the Shenliao Realm!
That's why "Wu Sheng" made these arrangements during the month of retreat, just to allow Wen Yao to do this.

But Chen Kuang didn't understand, why?
Just for Wen Yao to summon Shenliao Realm?
This is impossible.

Even if it is summoned, it is just a phantom staying in the Pinggu battlefield, and there is no way to take it out.

enlightenment?

If it was just for enlightenment, why destroy the jade slips of other participants?

Could it be to give him more audiences?
Or is it that "Martial Sage" just wants to take the opportunity to kill the Tianjiao of other sects?

But since this happened, isn't Wusheng Pavilion about to become the target of public criticism?
Even if Wu Sheng had such ambitions, he probably wouldn't have the strength to withstand the revenge of almost all the sects in Cangyuan...

Chen Kuang couldn't understand it, but more importantly, the guy in front of him seemed to have started killing.

Wen Yao stood in mid-air and wiped away a Xuanxuan Dao Lord with his hand. He continued to cast his gaze on the battlefield below, as if he was looking for something.

While Chen Kuang remained vigilant, he was also somewhat puzzled.

"Is he looking for someone?"

Jiang Yun said lightly: "It should be looking for us."

Chen Kuang measured it visually, and the distance from Fuli Xuancheng to the opponent's location was only a hundred feet.

So close, still need to find?

Could it be that this double pupil is actually myopia?
Chen Kuang complained in his heart.

But of course this is just a joke. At this level, even if you don't have eyesight, you can sense the existence around you through your spiritual sense.

The distance of a hundred feet, in theory, is no different from that in front of you...

But Wen Yao still needs to find it?

Chen Kuang looked at Jiang Yunqing, but the latter shook his head and said, "I concentrate on swordsmanship, and I don't have a deep understanding of Chongtong."

"Furthermore, Wusheng Pavilion has always been secretive about Wen Yao's double pupil, hiding it very well, and is unwilling to disclose any information."

Chen Kuang nodded, expressing his understanding.

Normally, this kind of trump card should be hidden. Otherwise, everyone would know the details, so why would it be called a trump card?

Poor information can sometimes be the difference between life and death.

But it's a pity...they are the ones who are being misinformed now.

The enemies you face are full of unknowns.

Shen Meinan suddenly opened his mouth and explained: "Double pupils are not unlimited. In the state of summoning the ancestors, one leaf obstructs the eyes, and what the double pupils see is all 'previous life'."

"That is to say, according to Wen Yao's current perception, he should be fighting in a certain battlefield in ancient times, and the perception is the same."

"If he wants to find us, he must discern the reality behind the scenes around him."

Jiang Yun nodded lightly: "I see..."

This restriction is indeed an extremely huge weakness, and it is no wonder that the power of the double pupil is so against the sky.

Jiang Yunqing reacted immediately:
"Then we are still safe at this moment. As long as we can hide from being discovered in the future, we can also wait until the end of the battlefield?"

Shen Meinan nodded: "In theory, it is true."

Chen Kuang stared at Shen Meinan for a while, thoughtfully, how could Shen Meinan know this...

It's not that I look down on this silly girl, but Shen Meinan's own cultivation is only at the innate level.

Putting it among the many arrogances, it can't even splash the water.

The Shen family didn't seem to invest too much resources in her, they just let her develop on her own. More importantly, Shen Meinan once stated that she learned all kinds of things that a lady should do since she was a child.

It shows that the Shen family has no plan to let her participate in the fight too much.

In other words, Shen Meinan should not be able to touch this kind of thing.

What's more, even Jiang Yunqing didn't know about the double pupil information!

It is very possible that the senior management of the Shen family is not qualified to know.

Although the aristocratic family has great momentum because it is united enough, its actual status is not as good as that of the sect.

It can be seen from the fact that there is only one Shen family in the aristocratic family among the forces participating in the ancient battlefield.

Then how did Shen Meinan know this information?
A question mark flashed in Chen Kuang's heart.

But then, he looked at Shen Meinan's familiar eyes and shook his head in his heart. He must have been worrying too much.

Shen Meinan is not only the second young lady of the Shen family, but also Shen Xingzhu's younger sister, the core disciple appointed by Xuan Shen Dao Sect.

It is normal to know some secrets.

Chen Kuang looked at Wen Yao's figure, and the ominous premonition in his heart became more and more serious.

He murmured: "Theoretically... it is true."

Chen Kuang's eyes turned cold: "But, what if the 'real' environment he is in is a confined space with a fixed number of people?"

Shen Meinan and Jiang Yunqing looked at each other and instantly understood what Chen Kuang meant:
"As long as he can kill everyone in this confined space, he will have killed his target... It doesn't matter whether he can find it or not, and whether he can distinguish it or not!"

Chen Kuang's eyes were serious.

Excluding all other influencing factors, if Wu Sheng's purpose is to kill other Tianjiao, then the reason why he wants to destroy the teleportation jade slip in their hands is to make it easier for Wen Yao to catch the turtle!

The entire Pinggu battlefield is an urn!

As long as they can't escape, they will surely die!

……

Time goes back to before the Pinggu battlefield opened.

Mount Tai, Wusheng Pavilion.

Mu Zhao, who had just come out of the Pinggu battlefield, looked at Wen Hongsheng who greeted him in front of him and asked, "Yao'er has gone in already?"

Wen Hongsheng nodded respectfully: "Let's go in. If this trip goes well, we should be able to advance to Grandmaster."

There was a hint of pride in his tone.

Wen Yao is his biological son. Since he was born with double pupils, he has been carefully cultivated since he was a child, and he is destined to have great achievements.

But now, with almost all the resources invested in Wusheng Pavilion, at only 21 years old, he has already reached the peak of holding the moon, half-step master.

Although the reputation is not as good as that of Jiang Yunqing, in terms of strength, he has already surpassed it long ago. It's just that Wen Hongsheng has been polishing Wen Yao's character, teaching him to hide his clumsiness, and not letting him expose most of his strength.

In the Canglang review, it has always been ranked third.

But Wen Hongsheng believes that it will be a matter of time before his son surpasses the so-called "road mark" Shen Xingzhu.

And this Pinggu battlefield is an excellent opportunity.

Mu Zhao glanced at him, but shook his head and sighed, "Wen Hongsheng, Wen Hongsheng, you really disappointed me!"

When Wen Hongsheng heard the words, he was a little terrified, with a lot of cold sweat streaming down his forehead, he quickly knelt down on one knee and said:
"But what did I do wrong that angered Lord Wu Sheng? I must..."

Mu Zhao interrupted him and sighed: "You are known as 'Wu Ao in Wenzhong', and you are unparalleled in wisdom and tactics, but this is where success and failure are."

"Back then, you were only in the moon-holding realm, and those who were stronger than you looked like clouds, but you were the first one who proposed to build a martial arts pavilion for me, so that the world could see me, and I knew you were a rare talent. .”

"But if you think too much, you will inevitably be trapped by yourself. For so many years, countless pills and volunteers have been cast on you, but you are only a master after all."

"It's hard to become a master if you are afraid of the head and the tail."

When Wen Hongsheng heard this, he knelt down with both legs, trembling all over, not daring to vent his breath.

For so many years, he has been in charge of Wusheng Pavilion with the cultivation base of a master, and it is not that he has not been afraid.

Trembling and trembling like walking on thin ice, it is because his cultivation base is not enough... His aptitude is limited, just like what Mu Zhao said, he was the first one to stand up and gain the trust of the Martial Sage before he achieved his current achievements.

There are practitioners of Xuanxuan realm in Wusheng Pavilion.

Any one of them can replace Wen Hongsheng and have more prestige.

Mu Zhao walked up to Wen Hongsheng and patted him on the shoulder: "However, your son is different."

Wen Hongsheng was taken aback.

Mu Zhao continued: "He is the true pride of heaven, a destined saint."

Of course Wen Hongsheng knows this. To be honest, the greatest achievement in his life may be his son.

But...it was because this was the truth that he was a little surprised that Wu Sheng suddenly mentioned this.

Mu Zhao looked at him, and said again: "Before I entered the Pinggu battlefield, I met Yao'er alone."

Wen Hongsheng naturally knew about this.

But he only thought that Wu Sheng had given him some instructions on cultivation.

Now it seems... there seems to be something else?
Mu Zhao stood with his hands behind his back, squinted his eyes, looked towards the direction where the ancient battlefield opened, and said, "Since it has already been destined, let's speed up the process a little."

He whispered: "Wu Sheng Pavilion, we need a second saint."

Second saint? !

Wen Hongsheng's pupils tightened: "But... But Yao'er is only half a master now..."

Mu Zhao laughed: "You are also a master yourself, do you know how to prove the Tao?"

Wen Hongsheng replied: "To confirm a way, first set up your heart, then set up your actions, and use your actions to prove the way, so that the world will recognize it..."

In the middle of his speech, he suddenly reacted, swallowed with some difficulty, and said:

"Theoretically, as long as the behavior is recognized by the world and conforms to the way in the heart, you can prove the way."

Mu Zhao laughed, and said, "That's right."

He stroked his long beard: "As long as the behavior is recognized by the world, you can prove the Tao."

"The point is, this behavior must be in line with your way!"

"In this world, I can never see your heart."

Mu Zhao's eyes were calm with a hint of madness: "When I figured this out, I kept thinking, if that's the case, is it possible to get the world by building a suitable 'stage' and showing how to prove the Tao to heaven and earth? Heaven favors."

"This idea was just an idea before... until I thought of Pinggu Battlefield."

Mu Zhao looked at Wen Hongsheng: "What a suitable place."

Wen Hongsheng took a deep breath and said, "You set up a 'stage' inside?"

"Ha ha……"

Mu Zhao smiled and said, "Wen Hongsheng, you are still so smart."

"I personally arranged a wonderful 'stage' for Yaoer, a shortcut that couldn't be simpler."

"As long as he can figure it out, when he comes out, he will not only be a master, but..."

Mu Zhao's voice lingered in Wen Hongsheng's ear in a low voice:

"Saint!"

Wen Hongsheng said with difficulty: "Have you chosen the path for him to take?"

Mu Zhao nodded and said with a smile, "Don't worry, this path is the same as mine, but it's going to a higher level."

Muzhao's way is the way of "hegemony".

And the path he chose for Wen Yao is called——

The "only me" way.

……

"'Only me'..."

Wen Yao muttered to himself.

In front of him was a scene from ancient times, with countless towering trees rising from the ground, blocking out the sky and the sun.

During this period, many huge monsters flew past, making deafening noises.

Above the sky, there are gorgeous purple and gold pavilions shrouded in clouds and mist, and the purple air and aurora complement each other, which is too beautiful to behold.

One second, he was still standing on the bloody battlefield, and the next second, he came to this ancient time like a fairyland.

But he knew that all this was an illusion.

In normal battles, such phantoms will not hinder his actions, because as long as he catches the opponent, it means victory.

But this time it won't work.

He knew that his opponent was hiding in the battlefield where tens of thousands of people participated.

In the state of summoning ancestors with double pupils, he can't last for too long...

The best way is the only way.

Just kill everyone in this battlefield.

Kill all enemies—

only me.

(End of this chapter)