Medical Sovereign

"Immortals? Hehe, it's okay to say that they are gods, but they can't be counted as immortals. They are at the level of creation gods. In the entire three worlds, except for the creation gods who don't know life and death, they don't know if there are immortals!"

Binbo said with a longing face.

"There are no immortals in the Three Realms? The Immortal Emperor..."

Ding Ning was completely shocked, he always thought that the emperor was a fairy.

"What kind of fairy is the emperor, only because the fairy court is the place where the creation god once managed the three worlds. After the creation god disappeared, the owner of the fairy garden was called the fairy emperor, just like the god general, the god king and so on. A job title."

Bin Bo proudly said: "The so-called Immortal Emperor is only the peak of God Transformation, the same realm as our Demon Emperor, but this step is like a moat, and it is normal that he cannot break through in a lifetime."

"I see!"

Ding Ning finally understood that whether it is the Immortal Emperor or the Devil Emperor, they are just like the president of a country, they are just titles of honor and do not represent their cultivation realm, even if they are in the Saint King Realm, if they can become the master of the Immortal Court , will also be called the Immortal Emperor.

"I said so much, but I forgot to say the most important thing!"

Only then did Binbo realize that he had strayed from the topic, and quickly brought the topic back: "The holy king is the first realm of the three realms of supernatural powers. When he reaches this realm, he can no longer be regarded as a human being. His every move coincides with the way of heaven, and he can initially borrow the power of the laws of heaven and earth. When the martial soul is tempered to the extreme, it can live alone without the physical body. Even if the physical body is beheaded, as long as the martial soul is not destroyed, there is a chance to be reborn. , we demons call this realm the Harmonious Dao Realm."

"Two ways into one?"

Ding Ning asked with a confused face.

"That's right, so I said before that the holy kings of your human race are too weak because your cultivation methods are wrong. Most people cultivate according to their own attributes when they are in the real martial arts realm. Although the cultivation speed will be faster in this way, but After joining the Tao, there is only one way, and when we demons ask about the realm, we never comprehend the rules that fit ourselves, but to understand other rules of the world, so that after joining the Tao, we will have two ways, naturally You are stronger than warriors who only master one kind of Tao, and most of your human saint kings are single-attribute saint kings, plus they are physically weak and mentally weak, so they will naturally feel weak."

Seeing that Ding Ning was stunned, Binbo was very satisfied with his expression, and continued to talk with some pride: "The human body itself is a world. As long as there are attributes in the world, the human body will have them. Say what a certain warrior is. Attributes, that’s actually just because that attribute is more prominent. For example, if a warrior is a golden spirit root, everyone will say he is metallic, but in reality? He doesn’t only have metallic attributes in his body, he must have other attributes. Therefore, when we ask about the state, we demons never choose the most prominent attribute, but choose an attribute that is more prominent than other attributes to comprehend, so that after joining the Tao, there will be two ways .”

"Is there any combination of three ways and four ways?"

Ding Ning remembered that he was now a fellow practitioner of the six ways, so he couldn't help but humbly ask for advice.

"Of course there is, there is a proud generation in my demon clan,

Born with the three spiritual roots of wind, fire, and wood, he mastered the four kinds of Taoism when he joined the Tao. He is known as the number one pride of my demon clan. "

Binbo said enviously.

Ding Ning's heart was full of ups and downs. He finally understood what was wrong with the cultivation of the human race. One was the lack of body training techniques, the second was the lack of spiritual cultivation methods, and the third was the incomplete knowledge of cultivation and the lack of inheritance. Of course, he felt that the most important It is the fact that all sects have deep sectarian views and treasure themselves, which has caused the current situation.

For example, the Saintess clan, who clearly possess the method of cultivating spiritual power, is not allowed to spread it to outsiders. The other sects have profound knowledge and each have their own unique skills, but is it possible for them to show it? Totally impossible.

Although there are not many body training methods for warriors, they are not unique, otherwise there would not be so many so-called masters of horizontal training. Aren't the golden bell jars and iron cloth shirts that people are familiar with are body training methods? It's just superficial.

Of course, if there is no foreign aggression, it’s okay for everyone to cherish their own brooms, but now that the demons are coming menacingly, and the fairy court has been captured for thousands of years, how long can the human world last?

People have no long-term worries, but there must be near-term troubles. He believes that sooner or later, the demons or the underworld may overwhelm the world. What will the human world have to resist?

In particular, there is an evil organization of the descendants of the gods in the earth. They can betray the world for the first time, and they can betray the second time. If this serious problem cannot be resolved as soon as possible, it will cause big trouble sooner or later.

But the problem is that the Goddess organization has been hiding in the dark like rats in the gutter, and it is too difficult to find them all.

What's more, the descendants of the gods have an incomplete formula for the medicine of immortality. Those old monsters who have lived for three, four, or even seven or eight generations, even if they are elm lumps, have been cultivated to become fine after thousands of years, and they are not so easy to deal with. Yes, even if you can dig them out, you may not be able to beat them.

I have a headache, my brother just wants to reunite his family and lead a peaceful and happy life with a group of beautiful daughter-in-laws, why is it so difficult?

Ding Ning shook his head in annoyance, feeling that his head was extremely big. He always liked an ordinary and comfortable life, but the reality ran counter to the life he hoped for, forcing him to shoulder the responsibility of saving the common people in the world. With great power comes great responsibility!

Some people may say that he took his family to the paradise island of Paradise Island to live a life of indifference to world affairs.

But the problem is, if the human world is really captured by the demons one day, where will there be a so-called paradise in this world?

You don't care, I don't care, and in the end everyone doesn't care, they simply sit and wait to die, and when the day comes, they will be able to bear it to death.

The so-called strong man is precisely because he doesn't like to leave his fate to others, and he dares to be the first in everything, so he can be called a strong man. The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. This is by no means a joke.

"Anything else to ask?"

Binbo was already impatient, wishing to tear Ding Ning into pieces, but he had to ask patiently.

"last question!"

Ding Ning looked at him deeply.

"you say!"

Binbo asked cheerfully.

"Is your body in the coffin? Is there any blood?"

"Yes, uh, why are you asking that?"

Binbo responded subconsciously, then realized something was wrong, and looked at him vigilantly.

"It's nothing, I'll use your essence and blood, now..."

Ding Ning apologized insincerely, "I'm sorry, you should be on your way!"

"You...you turned your back on what you said, and what you say doesn't count...uh!"

Binbo turned pale with fright, and roared in panic.

Before the words were finished, the bright knife flashed and cut the black mist in half, and Binbo's scolding stopped abruptly.

"Whoosh!"

Half of the black mist dissipated, and the other half suddenly accelerated and fled in a panic to the distance.

But since Ding Ning was already murderous, how could he let him go, thousands of swords flashed in an instant, completely annihilated under Binbo's vicious curses.

"The Annihilation Talisman is really a good thing. With it, the demons will no longer be unkillable."

Ding Ning put away Tian Mie in satisfaction, picked up the magic treasure, and muttered in a low voice: "From now on, the sealing technique will no longer be the nemesis of the demons, but I will be!"

In front of the coffin, the runes were flickering, on and off. After standing for a long time, Ding Ning resolutely turned and left.

Although the seal is not a god-level seal, it is also extremely high-end, and it is also connected to the large formation of the entire underground palace. Once it is forcibly broken, it is likely to cause unpredictable consequences.

So after thinking twice, he decided to give up.

One is that he is just curious about the elixir, but he has no intention of obtaining it; the other is that he is worried that there will be some unforeseen consequences if he forcibly opens the coffin. If his life is ruined, he will not be able to atone for his sin even if he dies a hundred times. Although he does not know who is sealed, the devil who can be sealed by a god-level sealing technique is by no means an existence that he can afford to provoke now.

Ding Ning curiously played with the palm-sized black patterned copper mirror, trying to stimulate spiritual power into it to see if it could be used, but the magic mirror did not respond.

"Magic treasure, you must use magic energy to drive it, it's interesting!"

Ding Ning tried spiritual power and divine sense, but he couldn't do it. He muttered something in a low voice, carefully recalling the appearance of devil energy, and tried to see if he could imitate it.

It's a pity that even though he simulated the spiritual power as a black mist to activate the magic mirror, there was still no response.

Ding Ning knew that he could only simulate the shape of the magic energy, but he didn't understand the magic energy at all, so he couldn't simulate the real magic energy.

He sighed helplessly, but when he was about to put away the magic mirror, his heart suddenly moved. He remembered that when he transformed into the form of the second personality, his aura became sinister and fierce, which was somewhat similar to the devil's aura. I don't know if it will work.

Anyway, I don't know where to find Tianxuanzi, so I just try it, what if it happens?

Thinking of this, Ding Ning instantly transformed into a second personality, his aura became colder, and then he imitated the aura of magic energy and input it into the magic mirror.

The dark brilliance of the magic mirror flashed, and the mirror surface gradually became clear. A few mercenaries were looking for their way in the maze. It was like a high-tech camera installed, and they could even hear their words.

Ding Ning was overjoyed, holding the magic mirror and constantly changing directions, looking for Tianxuanzi's location, and soon found that he was still shuttling back and forth in the maze, not injured or in any danger, so he breathed a long sigh of relief.

He happily changed directions, and saw that Feng Lingxiao had joined Helena, Pimul somehow got together with the little monk and the boy with the knife; Jiang Wuhui walked with Lu Zhu and Yan Tong ;Even Fengshen and others entered the maze, but at the moment there are only Rain God, King Kong and a few subordinates around, and they should have ordered them to find the way before they got separated.

Hey, I didn't find the black and thin Indian monk and Zhu Gu.

Ding Ning was secretly surprised, and changed direction again, but they still haven't found them. Could it be that they have left the range of five kilometers?

Just when he put down the magic mirror in disappointment, he accidentally saw a red figure flashing away from the corner of his eye. Ding Ning quickly looked carefully, and saw that Zhu Gu had turned into a monster at the moment, with eight long bones and long claws like a bulldozer. It seems to be walking underground.

Nima, this cunning bastard actually got into the ground.

Strange, isn't there a formation underground? How did he get in?

Ding Ning was surprised, and quickly looked in front of Zhu Gu, only to realize that this guy was not escaping from the ground, but was walking forward with great difficulty along a very narrow underground passage, showing the bone blade just to expand the passage a little It's just for convenience.

Ding Ning controlled the angle of the magic mirror and stretched forward again. The scene that appeared made his eyes widen suddenly, and he watched in disbelief that the Indian monk was crawling like a snake underground hundreds of meters in front of Zhu Gu.