Practice begins with a fisherman

The elixir that I had taken before, the power of which I thought had been exhausted long ago, was always hidden in some unknown corners.

This time, under the action of gravity, they turned into a little bit of essence one after another, blended into the physical body, made up for the deficiency caused by consumption little by little, and in the process gradually increased the strength of the monk's physical body so that it could be more perfect. Adapt to this special environment.

After a stick of incense, Zhao Shoushou stayed on the five steps of No. 90 in a rough dress, gently stroking the layers of small bumps on his belly with his hands.

"If you don't go into the tiger's den, how can you get a tiger's cub, I hope the treasure above can be worthy of Zhao's dedication and consumption today." The matter has come to this point, no matter what, we can only move forward.

With the substantial consumption of the essence of the body, the mana gushing out of the dantian also multiplied. Only the slight whitening of the face and the creaking sound of the bones on the body made it clear that he was under various pressures. This is not an easy task.

Walking up the No. 90 six steps, even though there is magic protection, there are still traces of cracks on the body, and stepping on the No. 90 seven steps, underground blood oozes from both ears.

Climb up the eight steps of No.90, the legs that had been standing upright suddenly bent, as if they had reached the limit of what they could bear, and the muscles on his face were bulging, and the teeth creaked even more, as if he was going to It is through this special force that the teeth are crushed.

Zhao Shoushou forcibly took a breath to resist the pressure of gravity, straightened his bent legs little by little, and raised the height to No.90 nine steps.

It's just one step away, but it's a completely different feeling. I barely climbed the steps, but I really reached the limit of what I can bear. The whole body was suppressed into a shrunken meatball, and there were tears in the ears, nose, eyes, and mouth. The blood surged up, and the crackling sound on his body never stopped.

As the saying goes, extremes will reverse, and under this kind of pressure, he can also feel a kind of power in his body recovering. As time goes by, the pressure he receives seems to be weakening a little bit.

The matter had come to this point, and there was only one step away from the final success. Zhao Shoushou could not give up no matter what. After recovering and resting for a quarter of an hour, Zhao Shoushou just stood up straight again.

Stretching his legs tremblingly, and lifting them up little by little, when he walked up to the last step in an upright manner, all the pressure disappeared without a trace at this moment, as if it had never appeared before. The bloodstains are reminding.

The previous series of things seemed to have never happened, but this weight and lightness are of great benefit, and the mysterious power generated in the body is still constantly making up for the consumption of talent just now.

The physical cultivation that was originally in a bottleneck period and could not move forward, is now like a big belly man caught in extreme hunger, devouring these powers frantically, and making up for his own shortcomings little by little.

During this process, Zhao Shoushou could clearly sense the continuous strengthening of his physical body, so he couldn't help squinting his eyes, manipulating the magic power in his dantian to assist him. At this moment, he even forgot the treasure that was close at hand under the red cloth.

For Zhao Shoushou, all the treasures on the road of practice are to assist his progress in cultivation, if he can't figure out the mystery of it, everything is putting the cart before the horse and nothing to worry about.

No matter what level of treasure is under the red cloth, it is far from enough to see before his own strength improves. He is quite clear about this.

The wonderful feeling of "huhu" lasted for a quarter of an hour before it ended. Zhao Shoushou opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of white breath, and only then did he completely wake up from it.

This white aura, when Fang Yi came into contact with the spiritual power in the air, unexpectedly turned into a colorful rainbow bridge, the only flaw might be that it existed for too short a time.

"As expected of the famous Duobao boy, after passing the second test, he can actually get a Houtian Lingbao Lijing that is both self-defense and confusing." He is very satisfied with this treasure, just like the Wannian that he got before. Like the stalactite essence ball, it can enhance the monk's combat effectiveness after refining.

Moreover, the quality of this Acquired Spirit Treasure is obviously higher than that of the Subduing Demon Staff in the same rank. If it is carefully cultivated, it will definitely be possible to take a step forward in the future.

Refining this treasure is obviously not too difficult for a Nascent Soul cultivator as long as there is no obvious conflict in its attributes.

Chapter 784 Collision Between Monks

An hour later, Li Jing had been refined, and it was stored in the dantian. Perhaps it was sealed in the pagoda for too long, and the spirituality in the treasure had obviously weakened.

If you want to restore it to its peak state little by little, you can only cultivate it for a long time. Fortunately, this has no effect on the display of combat power.

As for the consumption of mana in the dantian, after taking a refined fourth-order restoration pill, it has already recovered to its peak state, and the consumption of the essence of the body is also in the short period of epiphany after climbing the last step. back to normal.

The abdomen outside the dantian, the bumps caused by the consumption of the essence of the body, have already calmed down. In short, after the second test, not only has his own combat power not been damaged in the slightest, but there has been a significant improvement.

After everything was cleaned up, Zhao Shoushou resolutely climbed the stairs to the third floor of the pagoda. No matter what kind of test he faced, he had absolute confidence to win.

"Huh? This is the third floor of the pagoda? Why is there nothing unusual?" In the peaceful and splendid palace, Zhao Shoushou didn't dare to slack off in the slightest.

His previous experience told him that the quieter he is at this time, the greater the danger in the future. This point has enough experience and lessons.

"Nantianmen?" A quarter of an hour later, a simple, resplendent gate appeared in front of him, with the words "Nantianmen" written on it.

Thousands of golden lights rolled red, and thousands of auspicious qi sprayed purple mist. I saw the Nantian Gate, blue and heavy, made of colored glaze; A description of the Nantian Gate between the fairy world, the spiritual world, and the human world.

Zhao Shoushou was self-aware, how could he, a Nascent Soul cultivator, be qualified to arrive at this kind of place that is exclusive to immortals?

"Could it be an illusion? It's just that this is too real? If everything is real, why are there no heavenly soldiers and generals guarding here?" Questions quickly flashed and disappeared in my mind.

"I wait to pay my respects to Your Majesty, and congratulate Your Majesty on his return from calamities, and you can understand the mystery of reincarnation"

"Congratulations to Your Majesty on your great supernatural powers, your might has shocked the world, and your Majesty's reputation will surely spread throughout the Three Realms"

"Your Majesty's departure is a ten-year meeting, but it makes the ministers and concubines miss him very much."

"Congratulations to the emperor's father on his return from calamity"

As soon as the thought in Zhao Shoushou's mind floated up, a large number of heavenly soldiers and generals, fairies and fairies appeared near the Nantian Gate, as if they were specially waiting for his arrival.

"Taishang Laojun? Canopy Marshal? Li Jing? Barefoot Immortal? Queen Mother? Chang'e? Dragon King of the Four Seas? Clairvoyant Eye and Wind Ear? Thunder God and Lightning Mother?" Whenever passing a familiar face, the name of a god will come to mind Flash, it seems that all this is true, he should be the supreme being who rules the four poles of the world, a powerful existence with the same life span as the world, immortal and immortal.

"Please open the sky to hold the talisman, the imperial calendar, the true body, the golden palace, the cloud palace, the nine vaults, the imperial calendar, the Wandao, the inaction, the bright palace, the Haotian golden palace, the Supreme Jade Emperor, pardon the sins, the great heavenly god, the Xuanqiong, and the high god, and then ascend the throne."

"Please open the sky to hold the talisman, the imperial calendar, the true body, the golden palace, the cloud palace, the nine vaults, the imperial calendar, the Wandao, the inaction, the bright palace, the Haotian golden palace, the Supreme Jade Emperor, pardon the sins, the great heavenly god, the Xuanqiong, and the high god, and then ascend the throne."

A voice that shook the heaven and earth lingered in my ears, and it seemed that the heaven and earth were really celebrating it at this moment, the fairy clouds were floating, and everything was happy.

At this moment, it seemed that he was really this great being in charge of the world, step by step up the steps, and when he sat on the throne, a special dizziness filled his heart.

"The return of the great emperor, the whole world celebrates, and the grand event of peaches begins" With a melodious voice, all the fairy families took their seats one after another, and then the heavenly soldiers and generals and fairies of the fairy palace presented peaches full of fragrance, cups and cups The crystal clear wine makes people fall into it and don't want to wake up.

"Zhuang Zhou's dream of a butterfly?" After an unknown amount of time, Zhao Shoushou couldn't help feeling agitated, showing signs of awakening from his obsession.

"Who am I? I am Zhao Shoushou, a monk who is walking on the road of practice. I am the Jade Emperor who controls the four poles of the world. The previous series of memories are just one in the cycle of reincarnation?"

"No, no, I'm Zhao Shoushou, all of this is illusory, I'm wandering through the Seven Seals Burial Pagoda, yes, this is correct"

"Sure enough, the famous Master Qifeng was able to create such a real and magnificent world with the help of illusions. If he didn't understand that all this is fake, Zhao would really not want to wake up."

"Boom Rumble" seems to be precisely because of understanding this point, everything in front of him began to collapse, all the immortal families disappeared one after another, the Heavenly Court burst apart like pieces of bubbles, and the last one to collapse was the Nantian Gate.

When all of these disappeared, what appeared in front of him was the third floor of the Qifeng Relics Pagoda, and in front of him was also a wooden table covered by a red cloth.

It's just that when Zhao Shoushou didn't realize or didn't really wake up from the large-scale illusion and was still nostalgic, a ray of pure white spiritual power had already merged into his body.

"Compared to other temptations, the ultimate goal of all monks is to control the world, live forever with the world, and the road is long. I will search for it up and down." Shaking his head completely from the illusion The situation, his eyes have turned to the treasure in front of him.

For him, instead of admiring all the false existences in the illusion, it is better to move forward step by step in a down-to-earth manner.

The treasures produced in each floor are actually related to the experience of the monks. Since this is a large-scale illusion, the treasures have always been related to the illusion.

"This is a phantom clam specially made for illusions? If it is cultivated in the future, it can become a stable source of earning spirit stones." After collecting four phantom clams, Zhao Shoushou embarked on the journey to the fourth floor.

Climbing up the stairs, a simple and narrow passage appeared in front of you, and not far away, another passage that was exactly the same appeared.

At the intersection of the two passages, there is a circle of light, and it is the only place where he can continue to move forward. This should be the challenge he needs to face.

"Sure enough, it's a special place specially used by big names to force two monks of the same level to have a showdown. When you meet on a narrow road, the brave wins." After seeing the terrain clearly, the originally stern expression on his face relaxed a little bit.

After two consecutive rounds of gravitational field and large-scale illusion tests, especially the latter, Zhao Shoushou was already a little wary of these strange tests.

Relatively speaking, although this kind of competition between two monks is more dangerous, it is also more real. Whether it is victory or defeat, he will know immediately. He is more suitable for this method and appreciates this direct White true way.

Chapter 785 Endless Poison

"I don't know what kind of opponent Zhao is about to face? I hope the opponent's cultivation level will not exceed a certain level too much." Zhao Shoushou prayed and strode forward.

This is already an arena that must move forward. Only by defeating the enemy can Zhao Shoushou have the opportunity to continue to the fifth, sixth, and even seventh floors. Get all the treasures and loot you want, the only ending for the loser is to fall.

A monk in another passage also just woke up. After understanding the challenge here, he tidied up and moved forward cautiously.

"I don't know how these famous monks are different from casual monks? If you want to defeat us, you need to pay some price." This is a monk dressed like a beggar.

His whole body smelled like he hadn't bathed in years, his bare scalp was also pitch-black, his so-called clothes were like pieces of cloth hanging on his body, and in his right hand was a battered dog In his left hand is a broken bowl with only half of it left.

Various strange things emerge in the world of comprehension. There are also monks who like to play beggars or are real beggars. What they enjoy is this unfettered life and the so-called freedom of pursuit.

Of course, those who have this special hobby are mostly low-level monks among casual cultivators, and it is quite rare for dignified Nascent Soul monks to survive as beggars.

However, the unique existence of this kind of behavior usually has some special means or combat power, which should not be underestimated.

Even in some respects, they are more difficult to deal with than some so-called monks who have a reputation in the cultivation world, and they don't care about the so-called face and demeanor at all during the battle. means.

Zhao Shoushou was also a casual cultivator, and he also possessed the same quality. From this point of view, the two of them could be regarded as rivals in chess and good talents. As for who can win the final victory, it still depends on the strength of the two.

The distance between the two passages is not too far, but it is only half a cup of tea. The two monks have already met and are inquiring about each other. Out of vigilance in their hearts, they did not act immediately.

"The old beggar is very polite. I don't know the name of your friend? What sect and sect do you come from? The old beggar has a lot of friends, maybe he can become a close friend." The beggar-like monk asked immediately, as if he wanted to find out where he came from. , so as to have an estimate of his means and strength.

"In these seven burial pagodas, you and I are fighting for life and death, so why bother to make friends here?" He was quite dismissive of such small tricks.

"Hehehe, it's the old beggar's fault, it's better to decide the outcome quickly." The old beggar seemed to wake up from a dream, and just realized what kind of place it was.

"Appears to be loyal, but in reality is treacherous. On the surface, they are friendly, but they are secretly playing tricks. Unfortunately, this kind of small trick has no effect on Zhao." A flash of inspiration flashed, and the mana was convoluted with some poisonous and almost invisible poisons. fly back.

Being able to overcome countless difficulties and obstacles step by step, and successfully condense the Nascent Soul to reach the current level, who is not a typical kind-faced and dark-hearted person?

Including Zhao Shoushou, I don't know how many people's opportunities have been taken along the way, and every step forward is built on the bones of the dead.

"Fellow Daoist comes from a famous school and is extremely powerful, and the old beggar can only win the game through such a small trick that can't be seen on the stage." The old beggar said it sounded high, but he was still secretly testing his origin.

"It's not indecent to come and go, fellow Taoist, how about tasting Zhao's methods?" With a flip of his left hand, a palm-sized mirror appeared in his hand, and under the urging of mana, a beam of mirror light shot out for a while shaking.

The old beggar was stupefied for a moment, which was already a great achievement for a monk in the Nascent Soul stage, and this also shows the quality of Li Jing.

After the cultivator was promoted to Nascent Soul, both his spiritual consciousness and mana had a great improvement, and it was difficult for ordinary methods to affect him.

Originally according to his plan, Li Jing will mainly exist as a defensive acquired spirit treasure in the future, with only a little hallucinogenic function, mainly used to restrain and harass, that's all.

How rich is Zhao Shoushou's combat experience?Even if it was unexpected and did not make too much preparation before, once a suitable fighter appeared, it would definitely be able to firmly grasp it.

The Subduing Demon Staff followed the trend, leaped across the space between the two sides, and fell down hard, hitting the old beggar's head hard.

If he could hit the target accurately, no matter who the old beggar was, he would just turn into a rotten watermelon and fall here on the spot.

"Fellow Daoist is really sharp, but it's a pity that the old beggar's life shouldn't be lost," he sighed, in which there was secret joy in death, and a trace of uncontrollable anger.

The broken bowl in the old beggar's hand spewed out a stream of water, which seemed to be only the length and thickness of chopsticks, but it was an extremely weak stream, but it firmly supported the demon subduing staff in the air.

In addition, the dog-beating stick that was already wrapped in his hand stabbed towards Zhao Shoushou's abdomen. When he was about to approach, dense leaves grew from one end of the stick, and these leaves full of vitality spun at a high speed.

Zhao Shoushou's coat had a certain defensive effect, but it was useless in front of these small leaves, and soon became a beggar's uniform like an old beggar.

The leaf and the coat died together, but the dog-beating stick took this opportunity to take a step forward and pointed straight at the dantian of Zhao Shoushou's abdomen, with a sharp edge.

No matter when, where and what kind of cultivator, the dantian is always the top priority. Once the dantian is severely injured, it will be the monk's future path that will be affected.

Breaking one's path is like killing one's parents. This kind of hatred has no room for relief. Zhao Shoushou's anger was revived, and Li Jing quickly stepped forward, turning into the size of a human head.

Hearing the sound of "铛", the two treasures collided at the critical moment. The two high-quality Houtian Lingbao were not affected. distance.

He had just left, where a pitch black jet of highly poisonous water gushed out from where he was originally standing, like a natural underground fountain.

Regarding this situation, Zhao Shoushou actually didn't expect it in advance. It was purely luck that he was able to escape this time. If it wasn't for the timely retreat just now, even he would have a headache from the venom.

This old beggar should be a monk who is proficient in the way of making poisons. Even if he is infected with these poisons, it will take enough time to dissolve them.

It is precisely during the battle that time is the most scarce, and these venoms are enough to affect the outcome of the battle.

Chapter 786

In fact, the old beggar, who is calm on the surface, is even more unstoppable in his heart. This move is one of his trump cards, and he has assisted him in killing countless powerful enemies in countless battles.

Its power may not be the strongest, but it is better in secret. It uses mana to open up underground passages, so that the venom can pass through silently, and gathers underground where the target is. A surprise attack by the opponent.

Under unprepared conditions, even monks in the middle stage of Nascent Soul will be recruited. Under the continuous attack of this venom, the monks can't exert half of their strength.

Even if the monks were not killed immediately, the auxiliary effect on the battle was quite obvious. Originally, the old beggar was full of confidence, but when Zhao Shoushou successfully escaped the danger, he seemed very helpless.

As a casual cultivator, being able to break through the bottleneck and advance to the Nascent Soul is a very lucky thing to get to where he is today. His potential has been exhausted, and he has no chance to move forward.

This time I came to the Qifeng Burial Pagoda to find some treasures with special functions, hoping to connect my own paths again.

Unexpectedly, on the third floor, he met a powerful and cunning monk of the same rank, who seemed to be specially restraining his various small methods, which made him have a special feeling of being dumb and suffering.

"Fellow Daoist's methods are fierce. If someone like Zhao continues to perfunctory, I am afraid that he is irresponsible to his own life and disrespectful to fellow Daoist. If the water dragon is not out now, when will we wait?" Only Zhao Shoushou heard. With a loud shout, a water dragon at the peak of the fourth-order low-rank appeared beside him.

This dragon was originally a fourth-order middle-grade earth core essence water, according to the actual rules, the highest should be a fourth-order middle-grade water dragon.

It's just limited by his cultivation, he can only display the strength of the lower-rank fourth rank, of course, he is naturally at the peak state among the same rank.

Starting from the old beggar's secret venom attack, the strength and intensity of the confrontation between the two has increased significantly, realizing the transition from temptation to decisive victory.

Judging from the progress of the battle, Zhao Shoushou seems to have the upper hand, but the old beggar's strength is also solid, and more often it is a stalemate. It is not possible to decide the winner in a short time.

The fierceness of the battle between the two Nascent Soul stage monks is self-evident, but the strange thing is that all the aftermath of the battle was in the pagoda without any waves.

Whether it is a normal leak of mana or a collision between acquired spirit treasures or even a collision between spells, there seems to be a mysterious force smoothing it out.

The old beggar may not be considered the strongest among his ranks, but he has quite a lot of combat experience. No matter what kind of fierce method Zhao Shoushou uses, it seems that he is forced into a certain corner, he can still fight. When facing danger, calmly resolve it little by little.

From this aspect, it was more appropriate than Zhao Shoushou's response. This point was realized bit by bit during the long-term practice.

"Fellow Daoist comes from a famous sect, so you can suppress the old beggar, but relying on this alone is not enough to win the treasure." As if to anger the enemy, the old beggar said strangely, which contained a layer of ridicule , can also be regarded as a kind of psychological warfare belonging to the realm of comprehension.