Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 72: Guardian Sacred Beast

"Master Su, this is Xue Yi, are you there?"

Outside the cave, a voice suddenly came from Xue Yi, the brother who first took Su Zimo through Qifeng.

Su Zimo quickly pushed out the door.

Seeing Xue Yi again this time, Su Zimo subconsciously used peeping spirits and realized that Xue Yi was actually a ninth-layer Ningqi practitioner.

"what?"

Xue Yi looked at Su Zimo, his face changed, his eyes flashed with unbelievable color, and asked, "Master Su, have you been condensed?"

Su Zimo couldn't figure out the meaning of Xue Yi's sentence. He said he would lose a lot of words, so he nodded.

"Wow, that's amazing!" Xue Yi couldn't help but sigh.

Su Zimo froze for a moment.

Ten days of condensate is very powerful?

If Su Zimo does not use the aura to temper the flesh, I am afraid that he has condensed five layers now!

Su Zimo coughed gently and asked, "Brother, how long does it take for someone to practice to reach the level of condensate?"

"It depends on the attributes of spiritual roots. It ’s like my brother and I are earth spiritual roots. It takes a full month to cultivate to the first layer of condensate! You must know that in the first three steps of condensate, the sense of qi and bleed air enter the body. Difficult, it is difficult for beginners to grasp. Either they can't feel the existence of the aura, or they can't introduce the aura into the body. This requires a long period of practice, trial, running, and exploration. "Xue Yi explained.

Su Zimo remained calm on the surface, but was more confused.

For him, the sense of qi and breezing into the body was not difficult at all. How could it be like Xue Yi said?

Is this the benefit of Tian Linggen?

At this point, Su Zimo smiled and said, "Maybe I'm the cause of Tian Linggen, so I practice faster."

"now it's right."

Xue Yi stunned and nodded: "People with Tianling roots have a much easier practice of condensing qi. I heard that the genius with the fastest cultivation speed can reach the level of condensing in only one day. But do n’t be discouraged. Ten days to condense a layer, it is already very fast. "

Su Zimo smiled and nodded.

In fact, Su Zimo practiced to the level of condensate, and it took less than an hour!

The fastest genius in Xue Yi's mouth also takes a day.

How could this be?

Think about measuring the burst of the spiritual gate, measuring the incineration of the spiritual stone, the speed of horrible cultivation, all kinds of strange phenomena ...

The only explanation is that the Tianling root planted by Butterfly Moon is stronger than the real Tianling root!

"I can't teach you any more in the future, so I planted a spiritual root for you, it won't be worse than Tian Linggen. In the future, you should find a sect of cultivation."

From the beginning, this sentence seemed very casual, even a bit light and light.

Until now, Su Zimo realized how terrible the spiritual roots that Butterfly Moon had planted for him.

Xue Yi frowned suddenly, wondering: "This is not right, brother, you are Tian Linggen. Why would you worship Qi Feng in Wufeng? You should worship Ling Feng, right?"

"What's the difference?" Su Zimo asked.

"It's a big difference."

Xue Yi smiled and said, "The hour of the ceremony is about to come. I'll take you there first and talk while walking along the road."

Xue Yi sacrificed a flying sword, greeted Su Zimo, and galloped towards Jifeng.

On this way, Su Zimo learned from Xue Yi's mouth that although Wufeng has its own strengths, headed by Lingfeng, it has the strongest strength and many disciples, followed by Fu Feng and Zhen Feng, and the weakest is Dan Feng. And device peak.

Lingfeng is good at fighting and fighting. In theory, all the spiritual roots will worship Lingfeng.

Whether it is alchemy or smelter, the requirements for flames are extremely high, and the partial peaks are not good at controlling fire. Of the five major gates, the most profound study of flames is the true fire teaching.

The Da Zhou Dynasty will hold the Zong Men Da every ten years. In contrast, the dynasties of the dynasty will participate in the large and small sects, setting up four big lists, namely the Lingbang, Qibang, Danbang, and Fubang, each listing the top ten.

Hundreds of ancestors, thousands of monks must also be leaders of their ancestors, but only forty people were selected in the end!

Being able to leave a name on these four lists is not only a great glory, but also a generous reward, but also a true genius of the Da Zhou Dynasty!

Every time Zongmen is big. In comparison, in the fourth list, Zong Zong took the most seats in the Lingbang, followed by Fubang, and no one in Qibang and Danbang had left their names on it.

So Xue Yi didn't understand why Su Zimo had Tian Linggen but was assigned to Qi Feng.

Su Zimo guessed vaguely for two reasons. The first was that Zongmen's measuring gate was broken by him; the second was that he had shot against Xuanyi, the first one of the peak.

This arrangement may mean punishment, but Su Zimo didn't take it seriously.

Listening to Xue Yi's words, all the practitioners in Xizong only tried their disciples, and they could not freely enter and exit Xifeng, surrounded by Wufeng.

Only when he becomes a monk-builder can he be regarded as an inner disciple of Wu Feng, who has the opportunity to obtain Chinese artifacts and better exercises.

According to Su Zimo's practice speed, it will not take more than a few years to become an insider disciple.

It didn't take long for Su Zimo and the two to descend on the mountain peak, not far away stood a magnificent palace, looming in the clouds.

Above the palace is a vertical plaque with three large characters written on it-Misty Palace.

Xue Yi and Su Zimo walked towards the misty palace. There was a statue of a fairy crane standing alone on the side of the road, his eyes closed, ten feet high, his body was huge, exuding a majestic atmosphere, and the feathers on his body were shining with metallic luster. Lifelike.

Su Zimo and the tall statue are as small as ants.

Su Zimo always felt familiar with the statue, but didn't think much about it. He just uttered a heartfelt admiration: "I don't know who this hand came from, it's a ghostly axe, it's just like the real crane."

"Shh!"

After hearing this sentence, Xue Yi's face changed, and he quickly signaled to Su Zimo.

"What's wrong?" Su Zimo felt anxiety in his heart, and whispered.

Xue Yi wiped his sweat and whispered softly: "This is not a statue, this is our Zong Zong's guardian beast, it is alive!"

"Live?"

Su Zimo coughed slightly, looked embarrassed, and looked up again.

This fairy crane stood still, Su Zimo thought it was a statue for the first time.

"Then what is it doing here?" Su Zimo asked again.

Xue Yi shook his head and said, "I don't know. Generally speaking, the seniors of Xianhe are staying in the misty palace. It is difficult for ordinary disciples to see each other. We are considered destined today."

After a pause, Xue Yi looked around, his expression was ghostly, and he lowered his voice quietly, "But I heard that the child of Xianhe's predecessor was bullied by a new disciple a while ago, and they all cried. Xu It was the old man who came to find the disciples' trouble, and he didn't know which bad luck, hehe. "

Su Zimo's footsteps suddenly stopped, and he slowly turned his head, blinked, and asked, "Is the child of this crane a senior crane also a crane?"

"This is not nonsense, it must be!" Xue Yi smiled.

"..." Su Zimo couldn't laugh.

(End of this chapter)