Cultivation Begins with Cultivating Spiritual Roots

As night fell, there were no empty seats on all floors of Zuihualou. Everyone exchanged cups, talked about the past and the present, and the atmosphere was extremely lively.

Suddenly, the sound of conversation at the table next to him caught Yang Buyi's attention.

"Have you heard that a few days ago, a master of the Golden Rat Clan at the third level of foundation building defeated five masters of our human race in succession on Nanfeng Island. I heard that there is also a strong man of the seventh level of foundation building among them." Someone said in a concentrated voice. .

"Hey, bad news came out of Shuiliao Island recently. A strong man from the Water Spirit Tribe with a rank one Gold Core singled out three island owners with a rank four Gold Core. He won the battle and took them into slavery. .” Someone sighed.

"The establishment of the foundation is no match, the golden core is no match, and even the Nascent Soul Realm is untenable. I heard that a strong man of the Nascent Soul Realm from the Cyclops directly pierced the Fushui Sect, and even the Fushui Patriarch escaped. Already." Someone shook his head.

"Let's not talk about ordinary people, even those super powerful Tianjiao are invincible. I heard that Mo Tian of the Promise Demon Sect was defeated by a strong man of the same rank from the Shura Clan, and Li Changsheng's invincible golden body was also raped by the Immortal Clan. The one who exploded, was defeated."

Everyone shook their heads, looking a little lonely.

"Hey, don't be dejected. The Nascent Soul Tianjiao of the Velvet Clan was also blown up by the Tianjiao of Buzhou Mountain? The Tianjiao of the Necromancer Clan was also ravaged by the Tianjiao of the Xianyi Sect. It is normal to lose and win. "Someone said.

"Although Buzhoushan and Xianyizong are all human forces, they come from the spirit world and don't bother to associate with us human races in the cultivation world. Their superior posture is clearly superior to others."

"The geniuses that our comprehension world was proud of in the past, such as Mo Tian, ​​Li Changsheng, Xu Yan, etc., lost one after another, and Dao Yi of the Tianyi Sect was evenly matched with the Tianjiao of the giant clan. There was no win at all. The beautiful record of the shot is really a disadvantage. Now that the powers of the human race in the spirit world have emerged one after another, it seems that the super powers in our cultivation world have waited a bit, and the luck of the sect is not as good as before."

"Nowadays, the only ones who can wrestle with hundreds of races are the human races in the spirit world. It seems that we can only rely on others and become vassals." Someone sighed.

"A hundred clans were born? Human races from the spirit world also came out? I didn't expect so many things to happen in the past 40 years!" Yang Buyi frowned, suddenly looked at others, and asked, "How long has it been since the hundred clans were born?"

The man was startled when he heard the words, looked at Yang Buyi twice, and said, "Don't you know about such a big matter?"

"I have been in seclusion for decades. I used to know about the outside world. Now I heard about it from fellow daoists, so I know a little more." Yang Buyi replied.

"It turns out fellow Taoist is retreating!" The man nodded, as if he was sorting out his thoughts, and said slowly, "This is a bit long to say."

"Forty years ago, various inheritances were born one after another, and the great talents continued to emerge. In the same year, hundreds of races and human races in the spirit world were also born from the hidden secrets of space. Suddenly, the entire cultivation world can be described as lively extraordinary."

"That year, the Hundred Clans were fierce, and the slaves of the Human Clan were killing wildly. Our Human Clan had the power to transform into gods, and the Hundred Clans also had the power to transform Gods."

"The great powers of a hundred races and the great powers of the human race fought in Tianque. The battle lasted for three years, and the fluctuations of the battle swept across most of the sky. It was really dark, the sun and the moon were dark, and the entire sky was shaking. It fell like raindrops, and the realm of comprehension was pierced, revealing a large piece of nothingness."

"That battle was too tragic, the battle increased from the initial five gods who participated in the battle to fifty, and finally reached a hundred, and there are one hundred people who participated in the battle of our human race.

Almost the powerhouses in the entire comprehension world were dispatched. "

"Blood rains from the sky, the wind howls, and a smear of blood keeps streaking across the sky, thunder rumbles, and the sky and the earth shake."

"That battle lasted for three years, and for three full years, all of a sudden, the Hundred Race Gods and the Human Race Gods all retreated overnight, and Tianque returned to peace."

"The result of that battle is unknown. There are rumors that the Hundred Clans and the Human Race seem to have signed some kind of agreement. The Hundred Clans will no longer kill the Human Races at will, but the Hundred Clans did not stop provoking because of this. Challenging my human monks seems to suppress our human race."

"This kind of challenge to the Hundred Clans does not involve any conspiracy and tricks. They are all put on the bright side, punishing people and their hearts. In just a few decades, the Hundred Clans have rooted the image of invincibility and invincibility in the hearts of most human races. It almost cut off the backbone and spirit of my human race."

"If you don't kill someone, it's more dangerous than killing someone."

The man sighed.

Yang Buyi frowned, and asked: "A hundred races are so strong? Could it be that apart from the human race in the spirit world, there is no one who can fight against us among the outstanding talents in the cultivation world?"

He didn't believe it. When it came to hundreds of clans, he thought of the seven hundred clans of the immortal clan and the Yin clan suppressed in the glazed bowl.

When encountering Human King Sword back then, Xuannv nearly crushed the Immortal and Yin tribes with her attack. How invincible is that posture? Is the current situation in the cultivation world so unbearable?

This puzzled him.

"The Tianji Pavilion from the human race in the spirit world once said that within a thousand years, this world will be the king of the world, who can bear the supreme will of the cultivation world, and can use the power of the entire cultivation world to determine life and death in a single thought. You must not defy the will of heaven and earth. The person who bears the will has a 90% certainty that he will survive ninety-nine calamities in the future, and the probability of becoming a Taoist master is almost ninety-nine percent."

"However, certain conditions are required to become the king of the realm. Those who lose the battle at the same level are almost not qualified to carry the will of the realm. It is precisely because of this that many talents in our clan have scruples and dare not make casual moves. After all, the king of the realm The temptation is too great."

"But the Hundred Clans don't have such scruples, because their roots are in the spirit world, not the realm of cultivation, and they have no possibility of becoming kings of the realm. They can do whatever they want, and it doesn't matter whether they win or lose. That's why this situation has been created."

said the man.

"King of the Realm? Hundred Clans? Inherited from the world? When the waves wash the sand, the heroes will show up? Will these Hundred Clans be the whetstone for the future Realm King of our human race?" Yang Buyi murmured.

"Boy Yang, you guessed right, that's exactly how it is. Inheritances are constantly being born, and talents are constantly emerging. It must be that the will of the world in this world is secretly intervening. This is a great opportunity, and the benefits of becoming the king of the world are endless." Jian said excitedly.

"Oh? Apart from crossing the tribulation, what are the benefits?" Yang Buyi asked with a change of expression.

"Becoming a Realm King is almost 100% sure of overcoming the ninety-nine calamities and the corresponding divine calamities. Do you know why?" Renwang Jian asked.

"Why?"

"Because the realm of self-cultivation is yours to become the king of the realm, and you can refine it into the inner world. When you pass the catastrophe, it is equivalent to everyone in the inner world helping you take the damage. It is easy and effortless. In fact, from the moment you become the king of the realm and turn the cultivation world into your own inner world, you can already become a Taoist master, and you can go one step further after surviving the calamity. How many years of hard work."

Renwang Jian growled, "Boy Yang, if you want to rise in a short time, becoming the king of the realm is the best choice."

"Of course, the will of the world will recognize you if you are not powerful.

"How did the Three Thousand Cultivation Realm come into being? Since the benefits are so great, don't those strong people in the spirit world have the idea of ​​forcibly capturing and refining them? For the benefit of their own descendants?" Yang Buyi asked puzzled.

"The Three Thousand Cultivation Realm has a long history. It has existed for countless years. It is older than all the existing creatures. No one knows when they were born. If they are forcibly refined, they will be punished by the heavens. Even the king dare not mess around. " Ren Wang Jian said solemnly.

"So that's the case!" Yang Buyi nodded, calmed down, and suddenly looked at the old monk who was talking with him at the next table, and said, "It seems that those Tianjiao cherish their own feathers and dare not take risks lightly, so as not to miss the opportunity to become the king of the realm .”

"However, isn't the Hundred Clans a kind of test to become the king of the realm? Perhaps the Hundred Clans are the obstacles set by the will of this world."

"My monks should go forward bravely, advance bravely, overcome thorns and thorns, and push powerful enemies horizontally to become the king of the realm. If you shrink back, you may lose your edge and lose your energy!"

Yang Buyi said slowly.

"Fellow Daoist said it well. If you are afraid of even the Hundred Clans, how can you be qualified to be the Realm King? Actually, the Hundred Clans are not very good, but they are just myths by you. Yesterday I took a Baiyu Clan as a mount." Suddenly , A slightly immature voice came from outside the restaurant, but it was a handsome young man with extraordinary temperament and walked in surrounded by people.

Although the young man was young, he had a strong aura and was watched by everyone. He looked calm and confident, and said with his hands behind his back, "When I become a Nascent Soul, I will definitely fight against the arrogance of a hundred clans and cut them all under the sword. "

"It turned out that the sword of Xuan Jianzong came, what wind brought him here?" Someone recognized the person.

"Xuan Jianzong's sword son? It is rumored that he has the body of a sword baby, born with a sword baby, and his whole body is full of sword energy, like a psychic sword that has not yet been sharpened. It's amazing."

"My child, you are born with a spiritual body with unlimited potential, but you are still young and your training time is too short. You must know how to hide your strength and bide your time, so as not to be targeted by others too early, which will damage your Dao heart and hinder your cultivation." Someone kindly reminded you .

As soon as the man finished speaking, before Xuanjianzong's sword could speak, he heard a sneer from the fifth floor: "It seems that someone wants to cut my hundred clans under the sword?"

The door of a private room was pushed open, and two teenagers from a hundred ethnic groups stood up. They looked similar to humans, the difference was that there was a vertical eye between their brows, which was slender and sharp, silver in color, like the edge of a sword. The silver light that shoots is suffocating.

"This is the Yintong clan! There are hundreds of clans here!" Everyone was surprised.

"You want to become a Nascent Soul to fight against the ancestors of our hundred clans? Are you the Ninth Level of Foundation Establishment? I am also the Ninth Level of Foundation Establishment Wu. Let's fight at the same level. Let me kill the pride in your heart. Let's see if you dare to speak nonsense! "After saying that, a young man of the silver-eyed clan suddenly flew down, without any extra words, he directly shot at Jianzi.

"Presumptuous!" There were two powerful guards beside Jianzi, who shouted loudly at this moment, and was about to make a move, but was stopped by Jianzi.

Jianzi sneered, two sword lights flashed in his eyes, and he rushed out.

Immediately, the sword light and the silver light collided endlessly, and the two figures were as fast as lightning. Everyone saw only two streamers flashing alternately, and the battle was extremely fierce.

However, they all controlled their strength, the range of influence was very narrow, and no tables and chairs were damaged, and they clashed like thunder.

Just the next moment.

With a bang, the silver-eyed youth retreated backwards, with an ugly expression on his face.

Pooh!

A splash of blood splashed across the air, and a bloody rainbow streaked across the air. This blood splashed out from the silver vertical pupil.

"Only ten moves, the boy of the Silver Eye Clan is defeated, and the sword is really extraordinary!" Someone exclaimed excitedly.

"Destroy your vertical eyes today as a punishment!" Jianzi put his hands behind his back, smiled coldly, and said the words, the youth of the silver pupil clan turned red, puff! He was so angry that his eyes shot out a smear of blood again.

"In a battle of the same rank, it's interesting that you can actually defeat my servant boy!" A hearty laugh came from the room behind the silver-eyed tribe.

Then, a young man in a silver robe came out slowly. There was no strong energy fluctuation erupting from his body, but that invisible aura made people tremble.

As soon as he appeared, everyone's expressions changed drastically, because this person's reputation was too great.

"Yin Yi! The Tianjiao of the Yuanying Realm of the Silver Eye Clan, a powerful existence who once defeated Motian!" Someone lost his voice.

Some people stood up abruptly and left the table one after another, looking nervous.

Yin Yi ignored them, but looked at Jianzi with a light smile: "Sword infant body? It is nothing more than the reincarnation of the weapon spirit of the Taoist soldiers in the spirit world. You and I have taken a fancy to it. Be my sword by my side Boy!"

The way he looked at Jianzi didn't seem to be looking at a person, but as if he was looking at a sword!

"What a big tone, you actually want me to be your sword boy, do you deserve it?" Jianzi said coldly, with a dignified expression, no one would have thought that he would meet a member of a hundred clans on this small island Yuanying Tianjiao Yinyi is really out of luck.

"Heh, it looks like I'm going to do it myself!" Yin Yi was not angry, but the smile on his face grew stronger.

He slowly raised his right hand, the rune on his right arm appeared, stretched instantly, and stretched out towards the sword, intending to capture it.

"Jianzi, you go first, let's stop him!" The two guards beside Jianzi burst out with a powerful aura, and they turned out to be the existence of the Nascent Soul Realm, which made people look sideways.

But Yin Yi seemed to have known it long ago, he just smiled slightly, and when he opened and closed his vertical eyes, the silver light enveloped the two of them.

The two powerful Nascent Soul Patriarchs were instantly frozen, unable to move, which was really shocking.

Seeing this, Jianzi's expression changed, and his figure was also frozen.

Just when Yin Yi was about to grab Jianzi's neck, a powerful breath erupted from the side, which exploded Yin Yi's arm and broke his magic power immediately.

"Damn it!" Yin Yi's supernatural power was broken, his body was shaken, he took half a step back, his face was ugly, and he locked on to Yang Buyi... a boy beside him.

"Interesting, interesting, I didn't expect there to be a strong human race sitting here, with quasi-god power!"

Just when everyone was surprised, another voice sounded from the room behind Yin Yi, and then three figures walked out.

One person's eyes are like lightning, purple hair grows on his head, his whole body is surrounded by electric current, sizzling, like a god of thunder, overlooking all living beings.

His face was cut like a knife, his face was sharp and sharp, his white eyes were full of fighting spirit, and he had an air of looking down on the world and being the only one who respected himself.

One of them was smiling, wearing a fine attire, and his golden eyes were full of dignity. He was like an emperor, possessing the aura of dominating the world.

"This is... Lei Jinxiao from the Leiling Clan, Zhan Kuai from the Zhan Clan, Huang Qingye from the Royal Clan! God...how could they be here?" Everyone was shocked.

The three people who walked out were all extremely powerful Nascent Soul experts.

"Quasi-god?" Yang Buyi was puzzled, looked at the young man who seemed to know him, and sensed that his strength was only at the Nascent Soul level, so why was he called the quasi-god?

"Quasi-god is a title for a real genius in the Nascent Soul Realm. Quasi-god seems to be a title for strength, but in fact it is more of a title for aptitude. Anyone who is called a quasi-god must have invincible strength at the same level. Ordinary people of the same level are as easy as kneading mud, and often after the realm is improved, the true genius who can maintain this advantage and level can be called a quasi-god!" Others whispered.

"The quasi-god was just called out in the past few decades. It is a redefinition of the geniuses of hundreds of races and the arrogance of the human race in the spirit world. It means that if the quasi-god does not die young, he will definitely become a god-turning power!"

"Quasi-god!" Yang Buyi murmured, looked at the three geniuses of hundreds of clans who appeared upstairs, and asked in a low voice, "Then the three of them are also quasi-gods?"

"They are all the best of the clan, geniuses among geniuses, with extraordinary aptitude, strong strength, and the aptitude to become a god-turning power. They are all quasi-gods, and Yin Yi is also a quasi-god!" whispered by others.

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