My sister is the daughter of destiny

The figures of Lu Daolin and his wife appeared on a low peak not far from the Dragon Swallowing Palace.

Before them, there had already been a haggard old man standing on the top of the mountain, quietly looking at the blood cloud.

The old man was not surprised to see Lu Daolin and his wife. Everyone in the Lu family knew how much the couple doted on their son. Now that their son had made a breakthrough in his cultivation, it would be unreasonable for them not to show up.

"I meet the head of the family, Madam."

The old man nodded slightly to the two of them.

"Uncle, you are too polite. You have been watching here for so long. Can you tell how much of a Dao body Feng can condense?"

Lu Daolin walked up to the old man with a smile, greeted him familiarly, and asked.

After successfully breaking through the Nirvana realm, the next step is to begin to condense the Tao body. Only at the moment of breakthrough can the outside world sense the level of understanding of Tao by the person who has made the breakthrough.

The three realms of Nirvana, Creation and Daoyuan are collectively called the three realms of entering the Tao. In this realm, what the practitioners cultivate is not just the physical body or soul, but also the realization of the Great Dao.

When you practice Taoism, you are practicing your own path.

The degree to which a practitioner comprehends the Tao will be reflected in the strength of his or her condensed Tao body.

Unless one uses all one's strength without reservation, it is impossible for outsiders to tell at a glance how much a practitioner has understood about the Tao.

After all, the realization of the great Dao is something extremely mysterious, and is deeply hidden in memory, soul, and even the origin.

If outsiders want to intuitively see the cultivation level of a practitioner who has entered the third realm of Taoism, they can only judge by the degree of refinement of their Tao body.

The Tianlan Realm has a long history. Generation after generation of ancestors have worked hard to break through to higher realms, leaving behind a great road for future generations. The strong ones have divided the realms of cultivation into detailed categories.

The first to third realms, copper skin, iron bones, and refined internal organs, are the three realms of body refining.

The fourth to sixth realms, receiving the spirit, transforming the spirit, and the soul spirit, are the three realms of receiving the spirit.

The levels of entering the Tao, Nirvana, Creation, and Daoyuan, are divided according to the practitioner's degree of understanding of his own Tao.

If one's understanding of the Tao is less than 10%, one can barely be considered to have entered the Tao. Only when one's understanding of the Tao reaches at least 10% can one gain initial control over the power of the Tao and unleash the true might of the Nirvana realm.

Many people who reach the peak of the Soul Realm directly accumulate spiritual power to break through Nirvana. Their understanding of the Dao is too low. They can condense the Dao body, but it can only be regarded as a pseudo Dao body. Without integrating the Dao that suits them, it cannot be regarded as true Nirvana.

When one's comprehension of the Great Dao reaches 10% to 30%, it is considered the Nirvana Realm, which is further divided into three stages: early, middle and late stages.

But the gap is not too obvious. Some geniuses rely on their spiritual skills, secret techniques and even strong physique to challenge ordinary people of different levels without any difficulty.

But when the comprehension of the Great Dao reaches 40% to 60%, then it is a little different. This level is called the Creation Realm. The strong people at this level can easily change the environment and seize the fortune of heaven and earth by relying on their control over the Great Dao.

For example, a strong man who has mastered the great power of fire can turn the surrounding area into a sea of ​​fire with his mind even if he falls into water.

Once water enters this area, it will turn into a sea of ​​fire. There is no reason at all. Unless someone has comprehended the great Dao of water and has taken action, ordinary people will not be able to suppress the sea of ​​fire, even if it is in the water.

When a person's control over the Dao reaches more than 70%, his Dao body has become completely solid and is no different from his physical body.

Dao Yuan Realm. Practitioners at this realm are the Dao themselves. Their understanding of the Dao is enough to allow them to control the Dao.

Although the Creation Realm can easily change the environment to create a battlefield suitable for itself by relying on the Great Dao, this will consume the spiritual power of the practitioner himself.

However, the strong ones in Daoyuan realm do not need this. They can change the environment of a place at will within a certain period of time without any consumption.

Even when their cultivation reaches a high level, they can even spend some money to permanently transform the environment of an area into what they want.

Therefore, Lu Daolin could only ask the guardian who had been guarding the Dragon Swallowing Palace to find out how much of Lu Ningfeng's Taoist body he had condensed.

The old man glanced at Lu Daolin and snorted.

"Your own son, don't you know?"

Can I tell you that I didn’t see it clearly either?

I don’t know what happened to this kid. The moment he broke through, the aura of the Great Dao he attracted was not one, but two, and they were two great Daos with completely opposite properties.

The two avenues influenced each other, and their auras blended with each other, so that the old man had no way of telling what level this kid had reached.

As for watching his body later? Haha, among these young people, which one doesn't have a bunch of hidden cultivation methods? They are all smart.

Lu Daolin was such a smart man that he immediately realized that the old guy probably didn't know either, so he didn't ask any more questions. He wasn't panicking either, as he would know his son's background once he got back and asked, so it didn't matter.

The abnormality in the Dragon-Swallowing Palace naturally did not escape the attention of everyone in the clan.

In other words, the younger generation in the clan are all eyeing the Dragon Swallowing Palace.

As we all know, although practicing the Soul Devouring Technique is indeed very powerful and the practice speed is fast enough, this thing is really not something that ordinary people can practice.

In the past hundred years, there have been no more than ten people in the Lu family who have practiced the Soul-Swallowing Technique.

It’s simple, it’s too expensive.

The reason why Lu Ningfeng could practice the Soul Devouring Technique so freely was purely because of his doting mother, who was so rich...

All the resources allocated to other candidates for succession must be used to build up their power and participate in the family succession competition.

Lu Ningfeng is different. He doesn't need to worry about resources for cultivation. The resources allocated to him by the family are not enough for him to fill his teeth.

Back to the topic, the younger generation of the Lu family are all eyeing the Dragon Swallowing Palace, which is actually them eyeing Lu Ningfeng.

When the four candidates for family heirs have successfully entered the sect, it means that the final competition is about to begin.

On the top of a peak in the ancestral land, a rough-looking man was leaning on a huge sword in both hands. He was like a towering mountain, standing between heaven and earth.

His eyes were as majestic as a tiger's, staring straight at the blood cloud in the distant sky, as if he wanted to see through it.

The man was wearing a cloak, standing there like an iron tower. His chest and abdomen were wide open, revealing a body of solid muscles that looked like copper and iron, full of strength.

Dozens of people, both men and women, stood behind him, all bowing their heads.

Next to the man, a woman was sitting in a wheelchair. Like the man, she was looking at the blood cloud in the distance.

The woman was wearing an elegant long dress. Her face was not particularly outstanding, but she was pretty, with beautiful eyebrows and eyes.

The woman frowned for a long time, then sighed softly and said, "Long Cheng, this is a powerful enemy, you can't underestimate him."

Lu Longcheng is one of the four candidates for the successor to the Lu family.

"Hmph... a rich young man, I think he is just a bidder to sell Seoul!"

Lu Longcheng snorted, and the sound was like thunder, shaking people's minds.

Although he said this, his tiger eyes showed no sign of looking down on Lu Ningfeng.

On another mountain, halfway up the mountain, a young man in brocade robes and a masked man in black were sitting in a small pavilion playing chess.

The young man had a handsome yet feminine face, and there was a hint of confusion in his pair of phoenix eyes.

The young man seemed to have no interest in the blood cloud in the distance. He just looked at the chessboard in front of him quietly and thought quietly.

"Go and check when he entered the Dragon Swallowing Pool."

The young man dropped a move, and the black-clothed masked man opposite him moved slightly, seemingly moving, but he was still sitting in the same place, but the only pair of eyes exposed on his face were closed.

After a while, the masked man in black suddenly opened his eyes and replied calmly: "Everyone from each clan who saw Young Master Feng returning home in Lucheng that day was invited to have a month of eating, drinking and having fun. It was arranged by Lu Xiao himself."

The young man opposite narrowed his beautiful phoenix eyes slightly, revealing a chilling and eerie aura.

"The one on the top of the mountain is a simpleton, the one at the foot of the mountain is a dullard, the young man who was not very pleasing to the eye turns out to be the one who hides himself most?"

Lu Yunsheng, one of the four candidates for the Lu family's heir.

At the same time, at the foot of a mountain, in a small courtyard built of bamboo.

A man put down the ancient book in his hand, stood up, walked out of the house, and looked at the blood clouds in the distance.

He looked like a handsome scholar walking out of an ancient painting, wearing a loose green robe. Although seemingly simple, his extraordinary taste was revealed in the details.

"Lu Ningfeng?"

He whispered to himself: "I don't know how far you can go."

Lu Ziqi, one of the four candidates for succession to the Lu family.