Starting from the outer door, single-handedly challenge the cultivation world!

"One Spiritual Marrow Pill"

"Book of Mountain Gods"

"Mysterious Yellow Spirit Root"

Sikong Changming doesn't value the pill rewards in the mission at the moment.

After all, there are quite a few Baicao Pills in the system warehouse, which can fully support his needs for the next stage of practice.

Although the spirit marrow pill is precious.

But the medicinal properties contained in those elixirs are too strong.

For a monk in the Qimai state, swallowing too much of this powerful elixir will cause certain harm to his own practice.

What really moved him was that black and yellow spirit root!
And this spiritual root is also the mission reward after completing the main mission.

The so-called spiritual roots are clearly recorded in the ancient books of the practice world.

In the cultivation world of ancient times, spiritual energy was abundant, but for practitioners, it was extremely difficult to practice if they wanted to truly set foot on the Dao.

Practitioners of that era must transform through the spiritual roots in their bodies when exhaling spiritual energy.

Not all human beings can have spiritual roots after birth.

There are very few human beings who truly have spiritual roots in the entire human race, and they can be called one in a million.

But it is precisely because of this innate limitation that the cultivators of the ancient times were all talented monks in the rough.

There were some cultivators who read all over the ancient books, and after carefully reading the ancient remains, they came to an inference.

If the monks in the current world, with the same realm, fought with those cultivators who had spiritual roots in ancient times, it would almost be a complete defeat.

In today's practice world, with the improvement of the practice method by generations of predecessors.

Even those monks without spiritual roots also embarked on the road of cultivation.

Although the process is bumpy, more external assistance is needed.

But on the whole, the number of monks in the cultivation world today is dozens of times higher than that in ancient times.

But when there are too many people, it is inevitable that fish and dragons will be mixed.

The individual combat power of the monks has been greatly affected.

For Sikong Changming, what really inspired him was the effect brought by the Xuanhuang Linggen.

It's like a natural aura concentrator.

It can help him to sense the spiritual veins of heaven and earth when he is practicing, gather spiritual energy, and assist him in his own practice.

Even in the process, you can continue to breathe out spiritual energy, slowly affect your own qualifications, and improve your foundation.

"This is the real change of fate against the sky."

After a while, Sikong Changming finally opened his eyes, let out a breath, and muttered to himself.

After getting the Xuanhuang Linggen, the current self has made up for all the deficiencies.

There is no shortage of cultivation resources.There are also countless cultivation methods.

One's own aptitude through the improvement of spiritual roots is definitely a rare jade in a million.

It is not too much to practice the Dao in the future, even if it is a thousand miles a day.

"In this way, compared to Long Shan, who I faced against earlier, he is also a genius with spiritual roots."

Sikong Changming thought thoughtfully, he already understood something in his heart.

It is not just a casual disciple who can get the favor of the elders of the Lanshan Sect.

There must be something special about Longshan that can make that elder look favorably.

If it is said that this former No.1 outer sect has a spiritual root and keeps it secret.

Then everything can be explained in the past.

Forget it, let's think about how to practice in the future.

I want to see Longshan again next time, maybe I don't know how many years later.

He abandoned distracting thoughts and no longer thought about these foreign affairs.

The previous battle was too intense, and his body has suffered severe injuries.There are varying degrees of damage to the meridians throughout the body.

In the eyes of outsiders, his next path of cultivation is almost cut off, and he has no potential at all.

But for Sikong Changming.

After owning the spiritual root, the irreparable meridian damage is no longer fatal.

It only takes time and recuperation to recover gradually.

Sikong Changming sat cross-legged in the house, running exercises in his heart, slowing down his luck, and recuperating his injuries.

He exchanged the reward of Xuanhuang Linggen.

At the moment when the reward was cashed out, I just felt that something suddenly appeared in my body.

At the same time, his own perception has also been greatly improved in an instant.

It seems that the six senses have become more sensitive.

The wind and grass outside, those extremely subtle sounds, can all be clearly reflected in the mind.

"hiss!"

He suddenly took a cold breath, and his face twitched a little. The existence of the spirit root greatly improved his perception ability.

Even the degree of feeling of pain has been raised by several levels.

The injury, which was already aching, is now more like a heart-piercing pain, which is heart-piercing.

In the blink of an eye, Sikong Changming was lucky, Zhou Tianhou hurriedly woke up from the samadhi.

Rehabilitation belongs to recuperation, and the daily tasks are still to be done.

He thought to himself, then opened the system panel in his mind, wanting to see today's task update.

However, the system page that was originally expected appeared to be empty.

The daily challenge tasks and passive challenges all showed an unnatural gray color, showing the appearance of a temporary blockade.

As for the main mission, there are new changes.

"Main quest The Pearl of the Sea"

"The second stage: Han Shan rules the roost!"

"(Specific tasks, unblocked in three days)"

Seeing the changes in his own system, Sikong Changming's heart moved slightly.

He looked at the simple houses around him.

"Does it look like you're leaving after all?"

I have already won the championship among the disciples, so I will inevitably lose to the inner sect and practice better methods.

No matter which peak to practice, it is impossible to return to Beiyunyuan.

Sikong Chang sighed, then continued to close his eyes, breathing out spiritual energy continuously, recovering from his wounds.

Since the system briefly closed the challenge task.

Then he sneaked in and took a good rest during the three-day blank period.

In a blink of an eye, a few days passed by.

Sikong Changming is still in the house, practicing and adopting.

However, the voice of Mr. Wang came from outside the courtyard.

In the depression, it seemed a little unnatural.

He got up slowly and walked outside, only to see Mr. Wang holding a jade ring in his hand.

"Chang Ming, you're going to stumble now."

Mr. Wang said, with a helpless look on his face.

He shook the token in his hand.

"You cut off Wu Shan's legs during the disciple competition."

"Now it's their turn to take revenge on you."

"revenge?"

Sikong Changming walked over with a blank expression on his face.

"How can they retaliate?"

"The iron law of the sect, no family is allowed to retaliate against any disciple because of the injury in the disciple Dabi."

Regarding Sikong Changming's words, Mr. Wang sneered and shook his head.

"You are still too tender after all."

"Although you can't retaliate on the surface, you can still move your hands and feet in private."

He looked at Sikong Changming with some regret.

"When you fought Longshan, you must have used some methods to overdraw your body."

"So after the great war, the members of the Wu family used their influence to put you among the last [-] disciples recommended to the inner sect."

"The last hundred, is there anything special about it?"

Sikong Changming frowned slightly.

He instinctively felt the Wu family's malice, and this special arrangement must have some adverse consequences.

"What consequences can there be? The last 100 people will be sent directly to Da Xuefeng!"

"That damn cold place."

"Except for some monks who specialize in practicing the way of ice."

"For other monks, it's like hell."

"Many inner sect disciples were arranged there, and instead of advancing, they retreated."

Hearing this, Sikong Changming already understood the Wu family's calculations.

They don't intend to attack themselves with a real sword, at least not right now.

Instead, through various means, they sent themselves down to those remote areas where the environment was harsh and no one cared about them.

On the one hand, it will affect their own practice, and on the other hand, it will wait until the situation subsides, so that they can seek revenge in the future.

"Good calculation."

Sikong Changming smiled coldly.

He seemed very disdainful of the Wu family's methods.

Seeing this, Mr. Wang sighed, and handed over the jade token in his hand to Sikong Changming.

"I thought that with your amazing performance in the disciple competition, you will definitely have a place in the 72 peaks."

"It's a pity, heaven is jealous of talents."

When he got here, Mr. Wang turned around and left.

For an old monk like him who has exhausted his potential, this life is estimated to stop at the Great Achievement of the Spirit Pond.

Similar situations have been seen too many.

However, Sikong Changming, who held the jade order in his hand, looked shocked and his body trembled a little.

Just now, when he took over the reservation, the system that had been silent for three days was activated again.

"The second stage of the main task - Megatron Cold Peak."

"Within three years, defeat the Wu family and become Daoist of the Great Cold Peak!"

The ethereal voice echoed in Sikong Changming's mind.

"Becoming the Daoist of the Great Cold Peak, is this a task that humans can accomplish?"

Sikong Changming roared uncontrollably in his heart.

It is an unimaginably difficult task to defeat the Wu family, which has become a sworn enemy, within three years.

However, after seeing the second half of the mission, after becoming the Dao Seed of the Great Cold Peak.

Sikong Changming suddenly felt that destroying the Wu family was actually just a trivial matter.

The Lanshan sect has been established for thousands of years,
As the 72 peaks of the inner gate, it also stands in the world and has been passed down for thousands of years.

Every hundred years, each of the 72 peaks will select a Daoist.

For a full 100 years, one in a million!

Every year, the outer sect in Lanshan sends thousands of disciples to the inner sect.

After a hundred years, there are at least more than [-] people.

Most of the disciples among them will die due to various reasons during a hundred years of practice.

But those who really survived the big waves and finally survived are all strong on the Megatron side.

Even if the environment is harsh, the Great Cold Peak ranks last among the 72 peaks.

After a hundred years of deposition, there will inevitably be many terrifying and powerful men with advanced cultivation bases and hard to guess.

"Let me compete with those people for the Dao Seed position?"

"What's the difference between that and killing me?"

Sikong Changming kept asking questions in his heart, questioning the intentions of the system.

"No matter what, at least give it a chance!"

"Let me defeat those terrifying powerhouses within three years, you just let me soar in place."

Maybe it was because of Sikong Changming's clamor.

After a moment of silence, there was a systematic response in the originally peaceful heart.

"The host's succession system itself bears a huge cause and effect."

"If you ascend now, relying on the host's current attainments in Taoism, you will be completely unable to face the powerful enemy that comes in an instant."

"Compared to the enemies that will be encountered at that time, the challenges the host is facing now are only the most basic trials."

Hearing this, Sikong Changming couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"After ascension, there are still powerful enemies?"

"What the hell are you?"

In his heart, Sikong Changming instinctively felt a great fear that could not be described in words.

It seemed that I had fallen into some kind of threat that was difficult to break free without knowing it.

However, after the system mentioned this sentence, there was no response.

In a few words, the information leaked by the system had a huge impact on Sikong Changming's heart.

The situation is better than people.

In the current environment where he was completely involuntary, he also had to endure the confusion in his heart.

I thought that with the completion of the first phase of the task, I finally got rid of the result of death.

Unexpectedly, the shadow of death is always shrouded in the top of the head, lingering.

He looked inside carefully, summoned the system page, and observed carefully.

In the second stage of the mission, the reminder at the back has become a punishment for mission failure, stripping everything the system has gained, and erasing memory.

"Continue to systematically erase memory and return to mortals?"

Sikong Changming thought carefully about the punishment after the mission failed, and fell into a choice in his heart.

Continue to have the system, complete the tasks constantly, challenge yourself, and finally go to the nine heavens, even after ascending, you have to face strong enemies.

If you choose to bid farewell to the system, you will become a mortal and lose all your powers.

After a moment, he let out a long sigh.

Sikong Changming slowly raised his head and looked at the sky.

After all, I still can't give up the power I have.

That being the case, the only way is to go all the way to the nine heavens.

Only by constantly challenging and becoming stronger can we defeat those powerful enemies that we can't even imagine.

Accompanied by his firm heart.

Indistinctly, there is an indescribable aura that gathers and condenses on him from all directions.

In the evening, a huge row of cloud boats came from the sky with great momentum.

On the cloud boat, there stood a few immortal monks, who looked quite imposing.

"This is Beiyunyuan."

"I heard that a few days ago, there was a great seed of cultivation in this courtyard, which was collected by Elder Ge."

A monk said seriously.

While speaking, he seemed to think of something, and then his eyes turned to a certain companion who was traveling with him.

"By the way, Wu Shenzhao, I remember if you have a distant cousin who is also practicing in Beiyun Academy."

Wu Shenzhao nodded expressionlessly, he looked down at the small Beiyun Courtyard, and said indifferently.

"In my family, there is a distant relative who originally practiced here."

"It's just that a few days ago when I was in the disciple competition, my opponent cut off my legs."

"Although he has been cured after being treated by the Medicine Palace, he still has a hidden disease."

"I am afraid that the future path of cultivation will not work."

While speaking, Wu Shenzhao's eyes burst into a cold light, his tone became cold, and he said in a somewhat erratic manner.

"I'm also curious, whose disciple dared to treat my cousin like a heavy hand."