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Xu Dao had long known about the theory of the five internal organs and five elements, but nowadays they are all called the five spirits and five gods, but few people mention the theory of the five emperors.

Although it is just a one-word difference, it can sometimes explain a lot of problems. If the information is clear enough, it may be possible to trace it back to the period when the imperial daughter was active.

However, it can be imagined that that era should be very far away from now. After all, within tens of thousands of years, although the dynasties have changed several times, there has been no break in the history of the human race. If there was a theory of the five emperors, even if it was abandoned, there should not be no trace left.

In this way, Xu Dao pushed the years of the existence of this female mountain god forward in his mind.

The imperial daughter heard Xu Dao's question and shook her head, "Your practice is fine, but I am better at creating spirits and gods!"

The imperial daughter was a little proud when she talked about this. She was finally not useless.

Xu Dao was indeed a little skeptical after hearing this, "Are you sure? Besides, the cultivation of a cultivator is his own business. Are you sure it won't affect others to interfere?"

"Of course I won't interfere. I'm just teaching you how to do it!" The princess hurriedly explained that even if she wanted to do it herself, she couldn't do it.

The spirituality in Xu Dao's body was like an endless sea, with surging tides and unfathomable depths. The blood and qi were like a ferocious dragon. Unless he did it himself, he couldn't control it at all. If he did it himself, I'm afraid his golden body would be shattered.

Xu Dao pondered for a long time and nodded, "Okay, then what do you say should be done?"

"To enlighten the Five Emperors, you should be like gods but not gods. It doesn't mean that you should enlighten the real gods in the five internal organs of your body and let the internal organs give birth to their own will. The gods here are actually the extension of your own will..."

Xu Dao listened carefully. He was a little skeptical at first, but it seemed to make sense, especially the discussion about being like gods but not gods, which he particularly agreed with.

Inspiring the spirits in the body, if these so-called spirits cannot be controlled by him and give birth to their own will, is this definitely not an evil way?

"The method of the Five Emperors does not allow you to enlighten the five spirits individually, but to connect the five internal organs, that is, to promote the convergence of scattered qi. The four qi of the gold virtue and the one qi of the water virtue converge to form five, the three qi of the wood virtue and the two qi of the fire virtue converge to form five, and the center has five qi, "three five" gather together!"

The emperor's daughter said while Xu Dao did it. Since what he said made sense, Xu Dao didn't mind trying it once. Although the risk was a bit high, the emperor's daughter should not be so unreliable.

As the construction of the Red Emperor's Taoist Palace was completed, spiritual light began to gather in the Red Emperor's Taoist Palace, fusing essence, qi, spirit, and will into a light cocoon.

"Where is the Red Emperor?" Xu Dao looked strange and asked the emperor's daughter beside him.

"Should it hatch from the light cocoon?" The emperor's daughter said a little uncertainly.

"Is that so? Shouldn't the gods be directly enlightened?" Xu Dao was a little unsure. According to the information he got from the Nan Palace, Chen Xiao and other masters, they all directly enlightened the gods of the five internal organs when they broke through the master level, but no one said that they had to hatch from the light cocoon.

"Let it be! If you force it, won't you lose the true nature of the Tao?" The imperial daughter said this after racking her brains for a long time.

Xu Dao really made some sense when he heard it, so he built several other Taoist palaces according to this method, and light cocoons were also born in those Taoist palaces.

And when the last Central Yellow Emperor Taoist Palace was built, Xu Dao's mind suddenly shook, he felt that his mind was suddenly lifted up, and a feeling of whole body transformation came to him!

Above the five internal organs, the five Taoist palaces began to connect with each other at this moment, forming a whole, and the light cocoons in the five Taoist palaces also began to flicker regularly, like breathing. It looked like life was really born in the light cocoon.

It was as if a huge shackle was suddenly broken at this moment, and the body suddenly became more relaxed. A kind of joy from the depths of the soul made Xu Dao feel a little floating.

The spiritual light column, which was already eleven feet high, rose again, and the power of the soul was greatly improved. The world seemed to be different at this moment.

"Is this the master?" Xu Dao was surprised. Although the five emperors mentioned by the imperial daughter did not appear, he could be sure that he had broken through and successfully entered the realm of the third grade of martial arts and became a master!

But... is it that simple? Xu Dao couldn't believe it, and even suspected that it was his own illusion.

No matter who it is, it is difficult to become a master. It is like a chasm between the so-called fourth grade peak and many people can't cross it in their lifetime, but what about him? It seems that he didn't work hard at all. He just built a few Taoist palaces under the guidance of the imperial daughter, and that's it?

Xu Dao opened his eyes and let out a little breath-the master's realm. Although it was only a trace, he was completely sure that this was the master's realm that could only be produced by the master's realm.

The domain is actually a combination of a warrior's essence, qi, spirit, and intention. The control of the power around the body reaches the extreme, and the control is subtle.

However, when entering the realm of the Grandmaster, the domain is still very weak and needs to be constantly nurtured to expand its scope and power. There is a saying: within the domain, the Grandmaster is the world.

Unless there is another domain to offset it, or other methods are used to break the domain, once you enter the Grandmaster's domain, life and death are up to you.

This is the terrible thing about the domain. It's okay for masters of the same realm. The victory or defeat depends on the strength of the domain. But if a master falls into the Grandmaster's domain, it will immediately be like a fly falling into a spider web. The more you struggle, the harder it is to break free. There is no other way except waiting to die.

Xu Dao immediately collected that trace of breath again. There are too many masters in this camp. If someone notices it, it will be difficult to fool them.

When he looked up, he saw the princess leaning on the window, looking out curiously.

Xu Dao got up from the bed and clenched his right hand into a fist.

"Boom!"

When his five fingers were clenched together, there was a terrifying explosion. This was the horror of the Grandmaster. The breakthrough in the realm itself brought an extremely exaggerated improvement, but what was even more amazing was that after breaking through the Grandmaster realm, the warrior's integration of his own strength reached a new peak.

Ordinary people, without practicing, also have a thousand pounds of strength, but almost no one can really exert this thousand pounds of strength.

But a third-grade warrior can. A Grandmaster has a hundred thousand pounds of strength, so he can exert a hundred thousand pounds of strength. It is the same. Only this realm can be called a Grandmaster!

And this is only a third-grade Grandmaster, which is the threshold of the Grandmaster realm. I really want to see what a second-grade Grandmaster is like.

There is a saying: A Grandmaster returns to the innate state, his mind is clear, and he can observe everything!

After entering the realm of a third-grade master, one's perception can be several times more acute than that of a fourth-grade peak martial artist. Even if someone calls one's name within a certain range, one can sense it.

And a grand master is even better!