My understanding is against the heavens, I create a family of villains with longevity.

Three years later.

"Cultivation really requires talent."

"Why did senior say this? Now that senior has reached the ninth level of Nirvana, it is just around the corner to break through the breaking point. It can be seen that senior's talent is not bad." Shi Hao said happily.

"." The old man Tianjian was speechless.

Isn't his talent bad?

If it was really not bad, why did it take eight hundred years to practice to the second level of Nirvana?

As for the current Nirvana Ninth Level, his family knows his own affairs, and his Nirvana Ninth Level was completely forcibly promoted by His Majesty. It can be said that even now, none of the transformation that Nirvana should have happened to him, so He has never undergone transformation at all, and it can basically be determined that he will never reach the peak of his life.

Do you regret it?

Tianjian has no regrets!

He already has limited talents, but if he doesn't get mercy from someone above and forcibly raise his level for him, perhaps his limit in this life will only be the second level of Nirvana.

"Okay, I can no longer move my muscles and bones. That's it for today's practice couplets."

When he said this, Old Man Tianjian already looked disheartened.

In just three years, he was promoted from the fifth level of Nirvana to the ninth level, and the boy opposite him was also promoted to the fourth level of Nirvana. However, despite such a great level of suppression, the old man of Tianjian has discovered that he is no longer Shi Hao's opponent.

Heavenly Sword has been practiced for eight hundred years.

The difference in cultivation is five heavens.

But he could no longer defeat the young man opposite him.

And if it was just like this, that would be fine. For eight hundred years, Old Man Tianjian had long been used to the fact that monsters were always born in this world.

What really frustrated him was that since last year, he began to gradually realize that when Shi Hao was fighting with him, he actually began to intentionally avoid him.

The third level of Nirvana versus the seventh level.

The fourth level of Nirvana versus the ninth level.

The third level of Nirvana versus the ninth level.

Up to now, Shi Hao has suppressed himself in the second level of Nirvana to fight with him, but even so, the old man of Tianjian still feels extremely strenuous, even more than when Shi Hao fought him with the strength of the fourth level of Nirvana. It’s much more strenuous.

And this not only made Tianjian understand that his upper limit had been reached, but Shi Hao's upper limit was far beyond him. All he could do was to become a stepping stone on the young man's growth path and help him accelerate his growth.

'Do I really have no talent for cultivation? '

After leaving the martial arts platform at the top of the Tianduan Mountains, Old Man Tianjian's heart was unspeakably bitter as he walked down the mountain.

Is the word talent really so important to the path of spiritual practice?

From the time they first met, Shi Hao was just a child with no realm in his eyes. Now that he has crossed eight realms, he still has no choice but to bow his head and admit defeat.

This process actually took less than five years.

"Sure enough, this old man without talent should not embark on this path of cultivation in this life."

Is talent important on the spiritual path?

Yes!

The answer is a given.

A talent is not limited to a certain realm, but is common to all realms.

Don't listen to other people's nonsense about talent being useless and that after reaching a certain level, everyone's starting point will be the same.

It's not that this sentence is wrong, but the true meaning of this sentence is 'If you don't have that talent, you will never reach this level of cultivation in this life'!

Yes, after filtering out those who are not talented enough, the remaining ones are all talented people, so their starting points will naturally be the same.

But does this kind of sameness mean anything to those who are not talented enough?

no point.

pity.

This kind of truth that makes the old man Tianjian feel that life is boring is just common sense to Shi Hao since he was a child.

Back to Moon Lake Paradise again.

After walking around in the blessed land that had now changed its appearance and asking about the incarnations of many thoughts in the blessed land, Shi Hao finally found Chen Zhixing in the Ten Thousand Snake Cave.

Seeing his master standing in a stalactite cave in the snake cave, looking at a golden snake that was shedding its skin in the cave in front, Shi Hao walked forward with a smile.

"Master, why did you come here to see the snake? Hey, I remember that this snake was shedding its skin three years ago. How come it hasn't finished shedding after so long?"

"This is the ninth time it has shed its skin in three years. It is about to transform into a dragon." Chen Zhixing said calmly.

"Transform into a dragon?"

Hearing this word suddenly, Shi Hao was stunned.

No, it remembered that the snake cave was just a nest of ordinary black snakes, which were originally the food of the moon bears in captivity. Why is it that only three years have passed and this black snake is about to turn into a dragon? ? ?

Shi Hao couldn't understand and could only look at Chen Zhixing with confused eyes, hoping that the master could explain it to him.

When Chen Zhixing saw this, he raised his hand indifferently and pointed at the black snake.

A spiritual machine flew out. Under the gaze of Shi Hao's strange eyes, the spiritual machine gradually changed in mid-air. When it finally landed in front of the golden snake, it had turned into a strange-looking emerald snake, like a coiled snake. The herb was swallowed by the golden python that raised its head.

"Dragon Transforming Grass?" Shi Hao's eyes lit up. He had been coveting for a long time his master's magical ability to transform all things.

"Yes." Chen Zhixing said calmly: "This dragon python has gone astray. However, it has devoured a large number of its own kind and has forcibly purified its bloodline many times. It is rare for my teacher to see it, so I took action to enlighten it." Ichiban.”

Enlightenment?

It's for experiments!

Shi Hao, who knew the fundamental function of the Dragon Transformation Grass, silently mourned for the python in front of him. He must know that the function of the Dragon Transformation Grass is to activate the ancient bloodline hidden in the body, and this activation does not distinguish between internal and external, nor innate. and acquired.

In other words, the golden python in front of the master and apprentice might have been able to safely advance to the Nirvana realm with the help of its purified bloodline, but now after being fed a large amount of Dragon Transformation Grass to activate its bloodline, it has become an adult. An experimental subject destined to go crazy.

Because the Dragon Transformation Grass activates not only the power of the bloodline that has been absorbed by the golden python, but also the power of the bloodline that has not been absorbed, and even some bones of the same race in the stomach that are too late to be digested are also activated.

A snake, activated by an ancient bloodline, may be able to transform into a dragon, which is a stroke of luck.

But what kind of monster will a snake that has thousands of the same bloodlines in its body turn into?

In Shi Hao's eyes, this Jin Mang had been unlucky for eight lifetimes before falling into the hands of his master.

Thinking like this, Shi Hao immediately kept silent.

He was also curious about the final outcome of this golden python.

Those who are close to ink are black.

It can be said that Shi Hao, who grew up in an environment similar to Chen Zhixing's, naturally bears some resemblance to his master.

One day later.

There were bursts of thunder in Mangcang Mountain, and accompanied by a tearing dragon roar, the colorful divine thunder in the sky fell like raindrops towards the moon lake behind Mangcang Mountain.

"Ow!!!"

The dragon-shaped golden light went upstream, circling and twisting in mid-air. While experiencing the sharp thunder and calamity, it let out bursts of miserable wails.