They are all stories about mortals cultivating immortality. Which one do you want to read? There is also a story about mortals cultivating demons. There is always one suitable for you.
They are all stories about mortals cultivating immortality. Which one do you want to read? There is also a story about mortals cultivating demons. There is always one suitable for you.
They are all stories about mortals cultivating immortality. Which one do you want to read? There is also a story about mortals cultivating demons. There is always one suitable for you.
Mortal flow, no system, quality assurance of old authors, what should I do if my spiritual roots are not good, my qualifications are not good, I am afraid I can only turn the cold Taoist friend into a warm cultivation base 8️⃣Ah ah ah ah Su Yun, please take me away, finish the road that Su Ming has not walked, I will give you the Ten Thousand Soul Banner as the main soul [crying]
[Like] Mortals cultivating immortals are all slow-burning streams, which are different from the traditional mortal streams, including conspiracy, teleportation to the three realms, and demon cultivating [Understood]
Chapter 52 Lin Xiaotian's threat: Lin Xiaotian said: "I will pay for my brother's debt with your life in the Dabi ring." Everyone gloated. Chen Mo won. This news was like having wings, and it spread throughout the Qingyun Sect in just one afternoon. "Did you hear that? That handyman won!" "I heard. The one who won was Zhao Gang, the one at the seventh level of Qi Refining." "How is it possible? How could a handyman defeat an outer disciple?" "I heard that he used a very weird movement technique. Zhao Gang didn't even touch the corner of his clothes." "Skills? Where did a handyman get his movement skills?" "Who knows. Anyway, he won." "Interesting. It seems that this handyman has a lot of tricks." "So what if there are two? It's just the preliminaries. There will be preliminaries, semi-finals, and finals later. It's not certain how far he can go." "That's right. A guy like Zhao Gang is at the bottom of the outer sect. Winning is nothing." "But then again, what about the handicap? Those who bet on one move lost everything!" "Hahaha, I bet on two moves, and it's gone. This kid made me lose ten spiritual stones." "You deserve it. Who told you to look down on people?" Similar conversations were happening in every corner. Some were shocked, some were puzzled, and some began to re-examine the handyman named Chen Mo. But more people still have the mentality of watching the fun. It's just a qualifier, it doesn't mean anything. The real show is yet to come. In the evening, Chen Mo went to the back mountain as usual. When they arrived at Su Qianyue's courtyard, she was already waiting at the door. Seeing him, she ran over and pulled his sleeve. "Chen Qi! You are so awesome today!" Chen Mo looked at her and smiled. "Good luck." Su Qianyue shook her head. "It's not just good luck! I saw how your body skills made Zhao Gang spin around!" She took his hand and walked into the yard. "Come in, I've made you delicious food! Celebrate your victory in the first battle!" Chen Mo was pulled by her into the yard. In the yard, there were several side dishes and a jug of wine on the stone table. Su Qianyue poured him a glass of wine. "I hid this secretly. My sister doesn't know. Try it!" Chen Mo took the wine glass and took a sip. The wine is very light, with a hint of sweetness. He put down his wine glass and looked at Su Qianyue. "Qianqian, thank you." Su Qianyue shook her head. "You're welcome. I'm happy if you win the game." She looked at him with bright eyes. "Chen Qi, when is your next match?" Chen Mo said: "Three days later. Preliminary round." Su Qianyue said: "Who is the opponent?" Chen Mo said: "We don't know yet. We have to wait until the preliminary round is over and draw lots." Su Qianyue nodded. "Then get ready. I will continue to collect information for you!" Chen Mo looked at her, feeling warm in his heart. He reached out and touched her head. "Okay." The two of them were eating food, drinking wine, and talking. The sun sets in the west, and a sunset glow appears on the horizon. Chen Mo looked at the sunset and felt suddenly in a trance. A month ago, he was an unknown handyman. A month later, he was already standing in the outer gate competition ring and won the first game. All this is like a dream. But he knew this was just the beginning. The real challenge is yet to come. At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside the courtyard gate. Chen Mo turned around and looked. The courtyard door was pushed open, and a slender figure walked in. Su Qianxue. She was wearing a dark blue outfit and her face was a little solemn. Chen Mo stood up. "Senior Sister Su." Su Qianxue came over and glanced at him. "You won?" Chen Mo nodded. Su Qianxue was silent for a while and then suddenly said. "Follow me. I have something to tell you." Chen Mo was slightly startled. He looked at Su Qianyue, who was also a little nervous. He nodded and followed Su Qianxue out of the yard. The two of them walked to a secluded place. Su Qianxue stopped and turned to look at him. The eyes are complicated. "Have you heard? Lin Xiaotian said something." Chen Mo's heart sank. Lin Xiaotian. He finally took action. Su Qianxue said: "This afternoon, he said to the inner gate - 'My brother's debt will be repaid with his life in the competition ring.'" Chen Mo was silent. Although he had expected it, he still couldn't help but feel nervous when he heard the news with his own ears. Lin Xiaotian is in the foundation building stage. He only has the seventh level of Qi refining. There is a big difference. Su Qianxue looked at him with a hint of worry in her eyes. "Do you know what this means?" Chen Mo nodded. "I know." Su Qianxue said, "He is a true disciple of the inner sect and cannot participate in the outer sect competition under normal circumstances. But there is a rule in the competition - any disciple can sign up, regardless of the inner sect. However, inner sect disciples rarely participate because it means nothing if they win." She paused. "But if he wants to participate, he can. He is saying this now to let you know that he will kill you in the competition arena in front of everyone." Chen Mo fell silent. Su Qianxue looked at him and asked suddenly. "Are you afraid?" Chen Mo thought for a while and nodded. "Afraid." Su Qianxue was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect Chen Mo to be so direct. Chen Mo said: "He is in the foundation building stage, and I am only at the seventh level of Qi Refining. There is a big difference, so it would be a lie to say that I am not afraid." He looked at Su Qianxue with calm eyes. "But what's the use of being afraid? If you're afraid, you won't fight. If you're afraid, you can hide away?" He paused. "You can't hide. It's better to face it than to hide." Su Qianxue looked at him and was silent for a long time. Then, she suddenly smiled. The smile is weak, but genuine. "You are indeed a weirdo." She took out a jade bottle from her sleeve and handed it to him. "There are three pills in here. Each one can increase your strength by 30% in a short period of time. However, it has serious side effects. You will be weak for three days after using it. Don't use it unless absolutely necessary." Chen Mo took it and put it in his arms. "Thank you." Su Qianxue looked at him and said suddenly. "Chen Mo, you must live." Chen Mo nodded. "I will." Su Qianxue turned around and left. After taking two steps, he suddenly stopped. Turn back and look at him. "Lin Xiaotian's words have now spread throughout the sect. Everyone is waiting to see your joke. You must be mentally prepared." After saying that, she turned and left. Chen Mo stood there, watching her back disappear on the mountain road. The wind blows and the bamboo leaves rustle. He stood there without moving for a long time. Early the next morning, Chen Mo went to the Sutra Collection Pavilion as usual. Walking on the mountain road, he obviously felt something strange. Those who had turned a blind eye to him before were now looking at him and pointing fingers. "That's him? The handyman who offended Lin Xiaotian?" "Yes, that's him. I heard that Lin Xiaotian had promised to kill him in the competition ring." "Tsk, tsk, now there's something good to see." "It's not good for a handyman to offend anyone, but to offend the Lin family. Isn't this looking for death?" "I heard that his brother Lin Xiaohu was crippled by this handyman." "Destroy Lin Xiaohu? That's no wonder Lin Xiaotian wants to kill him. There are only two sons in the Lin family. One is deposed, and the other can't take revenge?" "This kid won't live long." "It's a pity. I heard that he won the preliminaries yesterday. He has some skills." "So what if he has the ability? At the seventh level of Qi Refining, ten are not enough to fight against the foundation stage." Chen Mo listened to these words without any expression on his face. He quickened his pace and walked towards the Sutra Pavilion. In the Sutra Pavilion, the old man was still the same old man, sweeping the floor with a broom. Seeing Chen Mo come in, he stopped the broom in his hand. There was a hint of deep meaning in the cloudy eyes. "Have you heard?" Chen Mo nodded. The old man was silent for a while and then suddenly said. "Are you afraid?" Chen Mo thought for a while and nodded. "Afraid." The old man looked at him and suddenly smiled. "It's okay to be afraid. It's abnormal not to be afraid." He put down the broom and sat down opposite Chen Mo. "Come, sit down. I'll tell you how to use the Qi Refining Phase and the Foundation Building Phase." Chen Mo was shocked. He sat down quickly. The old man looked at him with deep eyes. "First of all, you have to understand the difference between the foundation building stage and the Qi refining stage." "The Qi refining stage is about refining Qi. Inhale the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into the body and refine it into your own true energy. The more true energy, the stronger it is." "The Foundation building stage is about building a foundation. Compress and condense the true energy to build a 'foundation' in the Dantian. This foundation is a thousand times concentrated true energy. One drop of true energy in the Foundation building stage is worth a hundred drops of true energy in the Qi refining stage." He paused. "So, under normal circumstances, you can't beat him in the Qi refining stage or in the foundation building stage. It's like hitting an iron bar with a wooden stick. If the wooden stick breaks, the iron stick will be fine." Chen Mo listened carefully. The old man said: "But just because you can't beat him under normal circumstances, it doesn't mean you can't beat him." He looked at Chen Mo with a hint of cunning in his eyes. "If you can't fight, you can run. If you can't run, you can hide. If you can't hide, you can consume. If you can't consume, you can wait." Chen Mo was stunned. Run? Hide? Consumption? Wait? The old man said: "You have practiced "Cloud Trail", the first form is to step on the clouds, and the second form is to chase the wind. Even if you run, you can't catch up with you during the foundation period. This is your advantage." "You have the word-breaking technique, which can see through the opponent's flaws. This is your second advantage." "You have the elixir given by the Su family sisters, which can be used in emergencies. This is your third advantage." He looked at Chen Mo and said word by word. "The three advantages added together may not be incapable of dealing with the foundation building period." Chen Mo thought thoughtfully. The old man continued: "Lin Xiaotian is in the early stage of foundation building. He has just broken through and his realm is not yet stable. His biggest weakness is that his true energy is not strong enough and cannot withstand consumption." "If you can use your speed to avoid his attacks and consume his true energy, you will have a chance when his true energy is exhausted." Chen Mo asked: "How long will it take for his true energy to be exhausted?" The old man thought for a while. "If you use all your strength, it will only take a stick of incense." Chen Mo's heart sank. A stick of incense. He had to dodge the full attack of a foundation-building period within the time of burning an incense stick. The old man looked at him, as if he could read his thoughts. "Don't be afraid. A stick of incense is either long or short. You have practiced "Cloud Trail" and can survive a stick of incense. It is not impossible." He took out a booklet from his arms and handed it to Chen Mo. "I wrote this last night. It contains some tactics specifically designed to wear down your opponents. Take it and study it." Chen Mo took it and opened it. There are densely written words inside. "Lure the enemy to go deep, and use retreat to advance." "Fight in circles, avoid the real and attack the weak." "Show weakness to the enemy and wait for him to slack off." "..." Page after page are tactics specially used to deal with powerful enemies. Chen Mo looked at it, feeling warm in his heart. He raised his head and looked at the old man. "Uncle..." The old man waved his hand. "Don't talk nonsense. There are still two days, remember all these. Even if you can't remember, you have to remember." Chen Mo nodded. "Yes." In the next two days, Chen Mo locked himself in the woodshed and studied the tactics day and night. He memorized every page by heart and thought through every tactic several times. Then he started practicing. In the yard, he simulated various battle scenes. Use "Cloud Trail" to dodge, use the word-splitting technique to find flaws, and use tactics to consume your opponents. Over and over again, tirelessly. Su Qianyue came every day to bring him pills, food, and information. The information she brought made Chen Mo feel more and more depressed. "Lin Xiaotian has made a bet at the outer gate. Bet on how many moves he can make to kill you." "One move will pay you one, two moves will pay three, and three moves will pay five. The most people are betting on one move." "He also said that he will cripple you in the ring and make your life worse than death." "Now everyone in the sect is waiting to see your joke." Chen Mo listened to this without any expression on his face. He just nodded and continued practicing. Su Qianyue looked at him, tears shining in her eyes. But she didn't say anything, just stayed with him silently. Two days passed quickly. The night before the preliminary competition, Chen Mo sat in the woodshed and looked at the wooden sign in his hand. Tomorrow is the preliminary round. But he didn't know whether Lin Xiaotian would play in the preliminary round. The rules of the competition are to draw lots to decide the opponent. If he is unlucky and draws Lin Xiaotian tomorrow, he will have to face the powerful enemy in this foundation building period in advance. He took a deep breath and put the wooden sign into his arms. Stand up, open the door, and walk out. The moonlight outside is very good, shining like water on the medicine field. He stood in the moonlight and looked at the moon in the sky. The moon is very round and bright. He suddenly thought of his master. The old man who taught him alchemy, combat skills, and how to survive. If the master were here, what would he say to him? He closed his eyes and asked silently in his mind. Then he opened his eyes. The figure of the master seemed to appear before his eyes. The thin old man stood in the moonlight and looked at him. There was a hint of kindness in his cloudy eyes. "Boy, don't be afraid. I taught you, you won't lose." Chen Mo felt warm in his heart. He nodded. "Master, I will not lose." He turned around and walked back to the woodshed. Lie on the bed and close your eyes. Tomorrow, all will be revealed. Early the next morning, Chen Mo arrived at the outer gate square on time. The square was already packed with people, even more than on the day of the qualifiers. Because today, everyone wants to see how the handyman who offended Lin Xiaotian will die. Chen Mo walked into the crowd, and the people around him got out of the way and looked at him with complicated eyes. There was sympathy, ridicule, schadenfreude, and a few with a hint of admiration. Chen Mo ignored these looks and walked straight to the drawing place. There, a middle-aged deacon was presiding over the lottery. Chen Mo stepped forward and gave his name. The middle-aged deacon glanced at him, with a hint of complexity in his eyes. "Number 723, Chen Mo. Your opponent is..." He reached out and took out a wooden sign from the box and took a look. Then, he froze. The people around were also stunned. The middle-aged deacon raised his head and looked at Chen Mo. There was an indescribable meaning in his eyes. "Your opponent is... Number 1, Lin Xiaotian." The whole place was in an uproar. "Lin Xiaotian! He got Lin Xiaotian!" "Hahahaha! God's eyes are open! He got it on the first day!" "Now there's something exciting! Look how he dies!" "One move! I bet on one move! It's safe!" "I bet on two moves, and it's not a loss!" Chen Mo stood there, listening to the cheers around him, with no expression on his face. He took the wooden sign and took a look. There are two words written on it - Lin Xiaotian. He put the wooden sign into his arms and turned to leave. Walking to the edge of the square, he saw a person. The man stood outside the crowd, standing with his hands behind his back. He is tall, has a stern face, and his eyes are like daggers. He was wearing a black outfit and had a long sword hanging from his waist. The whole person stood there, like an unsheathed sword, with its sharp edge exposed. Lin Xiaotian. He looked at Chen Mo with a sneer on his lips. "Miscellaneous
Mortal cultivation of immortality/no time travel/no system/traditional cultivation of immortality. Strange stones alone are not enough to add a safety buckle! A masterpiece for mortals to cultivate immortality! The safety buckle that the protagonist carries with him turns out to be a huge space with dense spiritual energy, as well as pavilions and pavilions, and countless resources for cultivating immortals! Recommend a masterpiece to save the book shortage!
Chapter 1: Sold to the Evil Sect, Tianyang Sect, Spirit Detection Platform. Hundreds of boys and girls aged fifteen or sixteen were tested for their spiritual root qualifications. "Ye Changqing, useless spiritual root, eliminated!" "Next one!"
Chapter 1: Sold to the Evil Sect, Tianyang Sect, Spirit Detection Platform. Hundreds of boys and girls aged fifteen or sixteen were tested for their spiritual root qualifications. "Ye Changqing, useless spiritual root, eliminated!" "Next one!"
Chapter 1: Sold to the Evil Sect, Tianyang Sect, Spirit Detection Platform. Hundreds of boys and girls aged fifteen or sixteen were tested for their spiritual root qualifications. "Ye Changqing, useless spiritual root, eliminated!" "Next one!"
Very amazing! A novel about cultivating immortals, with a high-IQ protagonist and no system. The human world, the fairy world, the divine world! Dharma cultivation, body cultivation, soul cultivation, demon cultivation, devil cultivation, ghost cultivation!
Comparable to the sword, fellow Taoists! 1. Xu Beiyou, refused to admit defeat, refused to accept his fate, cut down the unfair things in the world with three feet of green peak, buried deep feelings, and used his life to walk a path of sword immortality! 2. Wen Chaosheng, after three years of miserable life, changed his identity, peeled off the cocoon, and found out the shocking secret! Draw your sword, look around, and cut off this injustice in the world! The ants stand up and seek justice from heaven! 3. Ye Beizhi, one person, one knife and one turbid wine, the setting sun's figure in the rivers and lakes, cutting off injustice with one knife, a true and unyielding husband! 4. Yu Xian, a Jedi counterattack by a drug-testing servant, a waste of nine spirit roots? Determined to break the shackles with one punch; conspiracy and calculation? Let's watch him climb to the top of the immortal world step by step!
Comparable to the sword, fellow Taoists! 1. Xu Beiyou, refused to admit defeat, refused to accept his fate, cut down the unfair things in the world with three feet of green peak, buried deep feelings, and used his life to walk a path of sword immortality! 2. Wen Chaosheng, after three years of miserable life, changed his identity, peeled off the cocoon, and found out the shocking secret! Draw your sword, look around, and cut off this injustice in the world! The ants stand up and seek justice from heaven! 3. Ye Beizhi, one person, one knife and one turbid wine, the setting sun's figure in the rivers and lakes, cutting off injustice with one knife, a true and unyielding husband! 4. Yu Xian, a Jedi counterattack by a drug-testing servant, a waste of nine spirit roots? Determined to break the shackles with one punch; conspiracy and calculation? Let's watch him climb to the top of the immortal world step by step!
Have you ever thought about growing up? "To become a person who serves the people?" "Or the people being served?" " This voice is deafening!!! It's very picturesque!!! It's a potential book worth reading!!!
[Blowing a kiss][Smiling][Laughing and crying][Admiration][Smirking][Zhao Malya pasted the talisman on the evil-suppressing stone, and the ice crystal particles on the stone surface suddenly lit up, reflecting the scene before the Taoist disappeared. He sat by the spiritual spring and fed the last soul-reviving pill to the injured trial disciple, but he was besieged by out-of-control monsters. At the critical moment, he drove the evil-suppressing stone into the earth's veins. Using his own essence and blood as a guide, he set up a barrier of "no evil", which allowed Luo Xian Valley to save a living being in the subsequent battle between immortals and demons. "No wonder the Rat King said, 'You won after all'..."]
This novel cleverly combines the elements of "waste flow" and "contract with mythical beasts", but it is not conventional. The protagonist is not a young genius, but a waning old man, whose tenacity and unwillingness are more contagious; Mo Qilin is not an invincible cheat, but a fellow downcast, trying to save each other and march forward together. This two-way setting gives the theme of cultivating immortality a rare human warmth. There is hope in the desolation of the writing style, and the rhythm is relaxed and moderate. It not only interrogates the unfairness of fate, but also praises the lonely and courageous people who walk alone on the road. A counterattack epic written for "losers"