Brother Kong Xuan

Chapter 86, Hou Tu feels that he should do something

Cultivation also pays attention to a sequence.

After all, the accumulation of mana is part of spiritual practice.

Killing evil corpses is also part of the practice.

Improving one's fighting skills by understanding the way of heaven is also part of spiritual practice.

And these three cannot be carried out at the same time.

Therefore, as a monk, whenever you have free time, you must carry out specific practice projects based on different objective factors.

From the current point of view, there is no need to stop preaching by the two sages in the West.

It is still more than a hundred years before Tongtian opens the altar to preach and recruit disciples.

What can be done in more than a hundred years?

There's a lot that can be done.

A jade bottle appeared in Jin Ling's hand, the cap was opened, and a rich fragrance emerged.

Jin Ling closed his eyes slightly and took a deep breath, quite intoxicated.

Um~
The taste of Eight Turns Golden Elixir.

Ten to ten.

A rare thing!
A golden elixir as big as a dragon's eye slowly flew out of the jade bottle.

Swallow it in one gulp and feel the strong medicinal power spreading through your body.

Jin Ling slowly guided the sudden large amount of mana in his body to blend with himself.

As the cultivation base breaks through to the fifth level of the Supreme Pure Immortal Law, which is the strength of the late Quasi-Saint Middle Stage.

Jin Ling's efficiency in refining the eighth-turn golden elixir has also been greatly improved.

In the past, when he was still on the fourth level, it would have taken Jin Ling fifty years to refine this golden elixir, but after reaching the fifth level, it would only take more than ten years for Jin Ling to refine this golden elixir. .

Well, after the quasi-sage level, every breakthrough has such a huge gap.

Therefore, it took more than a hundred years for Jin Ling to refine all ten golden elixirs, so there was no problem.

As for whether it can break through to the sixth level?
I don’t know, it depends on luck.

……

Jin Ling went into seclusion, but the billions of living beings in this world were not affected at all by this.

Walking barefoot on the ancient land, I witnessed with my own eyes the countless dead souls who had lost their bodies and could only watch themselves slowly dissipate in endless despair.

Of course, this is the way the world operates today, and it is also the best place for a dead soul to end up.

Of course, among this extremely large number of dead souls, there are naturally many dead souls who have broken away from these rules.

Although some dead souls lost their bodies, they accidentally found their way to the top.

They wantonly slaughtered all the tribes of the ancient world, and continued to grow stronger by plundering along the way.

Of course, there are also dead souls that are captured by other monks and become part of others' heritage.

In this regard, Hou Tu felt that he should do something.

……

At the gathering place of the human race, teams exuding a strong aura, teams that left early and returned late, brought back a large amount of fresh food for the people.

In front of the Martial Ancestor Hall, there were neat rows of young humans standing in rows, doing Tai Chi over and over again.

Do your best to improve your own strength.

And the territory of the human race is expanding bit by bit like this.

Suiren felt that the catastrophe for humanity mentioned by the teacher would not occur until at least the Virgin Mary finished her sermon.

In other words, the human race has at least nearly a thousand years to develop itself.

……

The Wu tribe spread from the vicinity of Buzhou Mountain to the far north.

At this time, he was also working hard to train his body, practice his magical powers, and prepare his troops and horses at any time to launch a fatal blow to the high-altitude Demon Court.

Di Jiang felt that even if he wanted to launch a decisive battle against the demon clan, he would have to wait until the Saint Empress made her position clear before proceeding.

If he rashly launches an attack on the Demon Court now, it may change the attitude of the Saint Empress.

...The Demon Court above the Nine Heavens.

Emperor Taiyi of the East was holding his favorite concubine in his arms, enjoying the singing and dancing in the palace.

At this time, in Taiyi's eyes, the Witch Clan, which had caused him several losses, was so worthless.

……

To the west, Lingshan.

Zhunti and Jieyin, who had completely thrown their faces to the ground and even stepped on them severely, looked at the monks who came to listen to the sermon in twos and threes.

The three corpses were jumping again and again.

Well, although the number of monks who came to listen to the sermon was very small, their heels...

Well, bad too.

What should we do? !
The prehistoric monks all have their own agenda, and the Second Saint's desire for fresh blood is simply undisguised.

And this point was completely grasped by the monks in this ancient world.

Most of the monks are certain that even if they are rejected by the two sects and turn to the West, they will still be accepted.

Therefore, there are only those monks who are really bad at walking and have not very strong moral character, who want to win the good fortune of being a saint.

Only then did he decisively give up the two sects of Chanjie and came directly to the Western Spiritual Mountain.

They believe that as long as they can get the attention of the saint, they will definitely become one of the top monks in this world in the future.

Of course, this is not to say that they are confident in their talents.

They just feel that if the saint is willing, they can step into the threshold of the quasi-sage even if they are a pig without spiritual wisdom.

Well, that's actually the case.

However, there are indeed a group of monks with very good moral character who were attracted by the forty-eight great aspirations established by the Second Saint of the West and came to this spiritual mountain.

……

How short is more than a hundred years?
It was so short that for Jin Ling, he only refined ten eighth-turn golden elixirs.

"Ugh……"

Slowly opening his eyes, Jin Ling sighed helplessly.

Well, I really didn’t make a breakthrough, although I feel like I’m in very good shape now.

But the breakthrough is still a little bit away.

Slowly standing up, Jin Ling's figure quietly appeared outside Hunyuan Palace.

"When the fruit is ripe, please let me know at any time."

Looking at the already formed but still slightly green fairy apricots and five-needle pine cones.

Jin Ling whispered to the spirit butterfly who was watering the flowers.

"only."

Hearing the movements of his hands, Lingdie quickly turned around and saluted Jin Ling.

"Yes, you have made some progress in your cultivation. When you reach the Golden Immortal level, I will teach you the martial arts methods."

Jin Ling raised his chin lightly and said to the spirit butterfly with a smile on his face.

The last time we met, it was still the early stage of immortality, but this time, it was already the middle stage of immortality.

It took more than a hundred years to achieve this level of progress.

Although Chi Yan's contribution cannot be ignored, Ling Die's own efforts are also worthy of praise.

"Thank you sir, but Lingdie is in such a state thanks to the help of senior Chi Yan."

Hearing this, Lingdie quickly said to Jin Ling with a happy face.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Jin Ling reached out and patted the slender neck of Chi Yan who was slowly strolling over, and Jin Ling said slowly.

"Master, I think I can also practice martial arts."

Licking his upper lip lightly, Chi Yan lowered his head, lowered his eyebrows and smiled quite shyly.

　Are you satisfied with this way of writing to speed up the timeline?
　　I don’t know why, but I suddenly wanted to write like this. It’s my first time trying it, and I don’t like to bring it up anytime.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)