The Prodigies War

People, stimulated by excessive shock or death, often burst out of far extraordinary potential.

What the dark sky Ghost king gave Lintian was how to give full play to this potential in ordinary battles!

In short, this approach is nothing more than four words——

be struck with fright!

Let the state of mind and spirit be fully mobilized in the fight. Like cultivation, they urge with all their strength, so as to achieve a state of full outbreak.

"Under the stimulation of death, panic and spirits will be greatly affected. Some people will despair and lose heart."

"But some people can radiate unprecedented fighting spirit and erupt far more extraordinary fighting power."

"Like..."

Speaking of this, the dark ghost king suddenly snatched out, and a sharp blade appeared in his hand. In an instant, it pierced Lintian's throat.

Come on!

Incredibly fast!

From beginning to end, there was no hesitation.

Lintian's pores stood upright, his heart hung up and his soul throbbed.

He had no doubt that the attack of the dark ghost king was like the shadow of death, which was enough to easily erase himself!

Back off!

At the same time, Lintian's desire to survive was stimulated, which made Lintian's whole body strength mobilized, and the whole man was like a full bow string, which was suddenly released.

With a whoosh, his figure retreated violently.

"This is called thrilling."

The dark ghost king put away his sharp blade and looked at Lintian in the distance, "you can carefully experience what just happened. If you can understand the mystery, you can dig your strength to the utmost."

Lintian's throat healed quietly and recovered as before.

He stood there, lost in thought.

Between life and death, there is great terror.

Under such terrorist stimulation, everyone is bound to be caught off guard.

But similarly, this stimulation can stimulate their own potential!

Why in the past, after every dangerous bloody fight and battle, their combat effectiveness will be significantly improved?

It is because fighting can hone one's own Tao and Dharma, check deficiencies and make up deficiencies, and further improve oneself.

But more importantly, in the life and death struggle, their own potential will be further released and become part of their strength!

Lintian knew this in an instant.

Then, he began to recall the scene he had just experienced. A series of actions when he was suddenly assassinated were like fixed frames, which were presented to his mind.

No, not these

Lintian realized that there was no mystery in those pictures. The key was that his consciousness, instinct, Qi mechanism... Reacted at the first time under this assassination.

If we can capture these details, we may be able to uncover the real mystery of stimulating potential.

……

One day later, Lintian woke up from the state of thinking.

"Elder martial brother, please."

"Good!"

The two were at war together. Strangely, Lintian's combat power would suddenly burst out, which was far more than normal.

But in the eyes of the dark sky Ghost king, Lintian had begun to touch the real secret of releasing his full potential!

But it is not stable and cannot be kept constant.

After the war, Lintian was sweating and panting, and sat on the ground exhausted.

But his pair of deep black eyes became unusually bright.

In my mind, I have vaguely captured that mysterious and incomparable state.

He was lost in thought.

……

Two more days passed.

Lintian took a deep breath and stood up and said, "elder martial brother, thank you."

"Please!"

Fighting broke out again.

This time, Lintian's cultivation didn't change, but his combat power was obviously different. It was like a rebirth, much stronger than before!

Only occasionally, the combat power will suddenly decline a lot and return to the previous normal state.

The dark sky Ghost king has brought a touch of satisfaction to his eyes. This younger martial brother who is the latest to enter the school is really talented. In just three days, he has explored the real mystery of tapping his potential!

Although it is still a little worse than mastering it skillfully, it is only a matter of time.

"Younger martial brother, your path is different from mine. I can't teach you any more."

Xuankong ghost King spoke.

Lintian was stunned and immediately felt deeply grateful. He bowed and said, "thank you for your advice, senior brother!"

Whether it was instructing him to reach the realm of "connecting God" or cultivating such methods to tap his potential, the dark sky Ghost king was extremely attentive and gave it all without reservation. How could Lintian not be grateful?

"Younger martial brother, this secret method of tapping potential is called 'constant pole without leakage' by ancient great energy, which means to release everything without omission."

Xuankong ghost King warned, "if it's not for life and death, don't use this method frequently, so as to avoid being unable to continue and falling into a desperate situation when your physical strength is exhausted."

Lintian nodded.

This extreme release method is indeed very strange and terrible, but similarly, he also realized that the exertion of this method will consume his own physical strength, and it is impossible to fight for a long time.

"You come with me."

The dark ghost king said and took Lintian to the thousand foot altar.

The altar is cast like jade and glass, and its surface is covered with dense patterns, showing the vicissitudes and ancient flavor.

At the top of the altar, there is a collapsed and cracked document.

It can be clearly seen that an obscure and dense Taoist text is engraved on the surface of the letter.

To Lintian's surprise, he knew all those words, but when they were combined, he was confused and didn't know why.

"This place of death in vain is actually a fragment of a holy treasure. This holy treasure, called the city of death in vain, is a congenital thing. The reason for its fragmentation is related to the battle of the nine regions in ancient times."

The dark sky Ghost king looked complex, with hatred, sadness and emotion.

"If it hadn't been for this place of futile death, my remnant soul would have been annihilated in the world, but it is precisely because of this place of futile death that I have been afflicted and tortured. I can't survive or die..."

Speaking of this, the dark sky Ghost king looked calm again and said, "originally, I wanted to use the corpse to prove the Tao and reshape the way of life, but if so, I would lose my will and become a monster who is neither human nor ghost, neither God nor devil. Instead, I'd rather choose to sleep here!"

The voice was deep and determined.

Lintian's mood was also complicated.

He can't imagine the helplessness and pain of being trapped here when a great saint falls, nor can he imagine what kind of suffering he has spent in these boundless years.

But it is certain that this taste is enough to make most of the strong collapse!

Xuankong ghost king said, "younger martial brother, do me a favor. The reason why this place of wasted death can survive to this day is that there is a congenital clear pearl buried under it. This thing is the origin of the holy treasure wasted dead city. Just take it away and I can be free."

"Liberation?"

Lintian had a bad feeling, "elder martial brother, is there no other way?"

The dark sky Ghost King smiled and looked open-minded and said: "no, the existence of the dead city was originally to surpass the dead. Unfortunately, the dead city was destroyed, leaving only this place of dead in vain and losing the power of surpassing. Otherwise, I'm afraid I've been liberated here a long time ago..."

"I can find a way!"

Lintian said seriously that he had just met Xuankong for a few days, but he was completely impressed by the other party's character and personality charm.

Deep in my heart, I don't want to watch the dark sky disappear like this!

Xuankong patted him on the shoulder with a gentle voice and said, "I can't wait. If you didn't come this time, I'm afraid I'd already become a monster. Fortunately, God opened his eyes and let you and our martial brothers meet here. Even if it's completely eliminated, I can have no regrets in my heart."

Speaking of this, he took out the bamboo pendant and gave it to Lintian.

"In the future, younger martial brother, if you have a chance to see the people of the emperor's family, Jiang's family, return it and tell them that it is the property of Jiang xingque."

A touch of imperceptible tenderness appeared in Xuankong's eyes, which was immediately replaced by sadness and loss.

Lintian held the jade pendant firmly, nodded and said, "don't worry, senior brother, I will return it to Jiang regardless of the ends of the earth."

Xuankong smiled and pointed to the obscure Taoist text on the letter and said, "younger martial brother, I will try my best to open this sealed Scripture later. You should seize the opportunity to take the congenital clear pearl, and then leave here as soon as possible."

"Elder martial brother..."

Lintian opened his mouth and wanted to say something. Xuan Kong waved, "don't say more, I've made up my mind."

Boom!

The next moment, he had grasped a Taoist text on the letter, and the terrible Taoist light resounded through the collision.

Click, click!

The naked eye can see that the Taoist text was caught inch by inch, but similarly, Xuankong seems to be suffering unimaginable pain, and his look is ferocious and twisted.

At the same time, Lintian saw that a bottomless cave was exposed under the altar papers, and a piece of light gushed out of it, magnificent and vast.

This is the freshness of the road!

"Do it!"

Xuankong drank heavily. In his eyes, a terrible death spirit had reappeared, and his whole face was twisted, ferocious as a fierce ghost.

Whoosh!

Without hesitation, Lintian rushed into the cave.

A moment later, Lintian returned safely, but in his hand, there was an extra pigeon egg size, clear bead, flowing chaos, dense Taoist light, and very strange.

"Younger martial brother, go quickly!"

Xuankong roared, like a beast on the verge of collapse, with a burst of green tendons on his forehead. "Remember, refine this bead into the body, and don't be seen by others!"

Lintian glanced at the dark sky, then gritted his teeth and turned to the distance.

"Roar ~ ~"

A shrill and unparalleled roar resounded behind him.

Lintian looked back and saw that on the thousand foot altar, purple hair danced wildly, and his whole body was covered with a layer of black fog, like a fierce ghost and God, which looked ferocious and terrible.

"Elder martial brother..."

Lintian's throat was a little blocked, and his heart was rolling endlessly, so he restrained the impulse to return.

"Younger martial brother, take care!"

In the black fog, there was a dark voice, hurried, hoarse, tired, and there was an unprecedented relief.

When I looked again, the black fog rolled on the altar, but there was no dark figure.

A generation of great saints at the peak, who were powerful and arrogant. In order to defend the ancient wasteland and resist the enemies of the eight regions, they shed their blood and have no regrets about life and death.

Now, after being trapped in the boundless years, his remnant soul is completely free from life and death

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PS: tonight, two more and one make-up will come out together. Let's refresh and look at the next two chapters.