Mortal Cultivation: Starting from a Casual Cultivator

Return to Xutian Temple.

Facing the mandrill, all the cultivators seemed to be struggling.

It is not so difficult to get close to the three Shouyuan fruit trees.

The Shouyuan fruit tree is located under a scene of spiritual waterfalls, three trees of different sizes are almost side by side, surrounded by two big ones, there are also dangers dormant underground and in the jungle. And in the innermost circle, there are hundreds of blood-sick young people who are comparable to the alchemy stage. With the flapping of butterfly wings, they tightly surround the three longevity fruit trees and many rare spiritual grasses in that area.

Above Ling Waterfall, there are four interlayer landforms stacked on top of each other.

To put it simply: the ground + the white cloud void of more than two thousand feet, followed by the ground + the spiritual mist void of more than two thousand feet. Four layers are stacked in a row, like a piece of sandwich biscuit.

The Spirit Waterfall happens to vent down through the four-layer space from the void restriction above ten thousand feet.

Each floor of this place is inhabited by powerful ancient beasts or a small group. From top to bottom, there are some unknown low-level monster birds, blood-hateful, ice-snow toads, mandrills, earth centipedes, and proper monster beast lairs. .

It is impossible to understand what kind of force it is that can make each layer of earth hundreds of feet thick float in a massless void for tens of thousands of years.

Mandrills and ice toads are pure individuals, without groups;

Low-level demon birds and blood-hateful creatures belong to group life, and the latter not only have extraordinary individuals, but also have quite powerful groups;

As for the earth centipede, there is only one head at present.

Everyone forced their way in once before, and already suffered a lot of losses, it is obviously unwise to force their way again. In the end, it was Wang Li's second avatar who thought of the story of Tian Ji's horse racing, and found some fighting opportunities from it.

"Everyone, listen to Han's words"

After the second Nascent Soul avatar teamed up with Manbeard to withstood a round of mandrill's swinging blow, he hurriedly transmitted sound to everyone's spiritual consciousness, trying to understand what was in his heart.

He used the identity of Han Yunzhi's grandfather:

"... If we continue to consume like this, we will not get the Shouyuan Fruit in the end, and may even be left behind by the cooperation of these evil beasts. Don't forget, these beasts, as aborigines, are not affected by the sky. There is no time limit due to the mechanism of the temple, but we, as the testers, only have half a day left."

"Of course we know about this, what's your opinion, Fellow Daoist Han?"

"It's not a good opinion. However, from Han's point of view, we don't need to be wary of each other and fight each other. What are you doing here? Isn't it just to get the longevity fruit and refine the longevity pill?! There are three trees here. The Shouyuan fruit tree has eight mature fruits, which is enough to satisfy nearly half of the fellow Taoists present. In addition, there are dozens of rare spiritual grasses that are hard to find outside the Shouyuan fruit tree, and even several tenth-level ancient beasts. Companion Demon Grass, this is another huge fortune!"

Taking a deep breath, the second Nascent Soul spoke eloquently:

"Everyone, instead of wasting away so painlessly, it is better to roughly distribute the benefits first, then regroup according to their respective strengths, and divide their respective opponents to bring out our advantages. In this way, we can completely While dragging the mandrill and a few beasts, on the other hand, one or two forces went to the fruit tree to pick up the fruit. In this way, everyone will gain something, and everyone will be happy."

"Hmph, are you going to pick the fruit then?"

Someone sneered.

The second Nascent Soul sighed secretly, even if this person does not die now, he will die later.

"Han puts the words here, I don't want to take one of the longevity fruit here, I just want to get a piece of fruit tree roots and a few other spiritual grasses beside the fruit tree."

As soon as these words came out, everyone including the two ways of righteousness and evil and those who practiced Xiaozong were surprised.

"Fellow Daoist, are you serious?"

The withdrawal of a mid-term expert is naturally welcome to everyone.

"Han is still very young, and he is not in a hurry to prolong his life with a longevity fruit. If there is any falsehood, you can attack it together."

Glancing at the other person lightly, the second Nascent Soul clone immediately withdrew its gaze and waited quietly for everyone's choice. The person he was watching didn't take his gaze seriously, and also smiled back.

"Okay! Han Dao is friendly and courageous."

People's talk has reached this level, so what else can everyone be dissatisfied with?

Wan Tianming's eyes brightened even more, and he gave Wang Li an unconscious glance, feeling a strong desire to win him over. In his opinion, if Wanfamen can make friends with the outlaw Nascent Soul Stage and attract him to join Wanfamen, it will immediately increase their confidence in dealing with Xinggong. When facing the Holy Magic Island, he has more confidence:

"Fellow Daoist Han, why don't you tell me, how do we regroup, and how do we define our respective opponents?"

"It can be divided into five groups.

First, the four who are good at using paralyzing toxins, are good at ice spells, have a lot of spells that restrict opponents, and are very experienced in blinding eyes and hallucinations, and four mid-term monks including Han, form a group to be in charge of Haunt the mandrill for a while. "

When everyone heard the words, their expressions were different.

And the second Nascent Soul avatar continued to explain the reason and another distribution plan:

"Everyone has also seen that with the strength shown by that mandrill, even if we join forces with eight people, there is absolutely no chance of winning; and this is still under the condition that there is no interference from too much external force, otherwise it will be easy for the mandrill to seize the loophole Causing casualties and forming a tendency to defeat them one by one. Therefore, someone needs to target the other three ancient beasts."

In terms of individual strength, no one in the field can compete with the mandrill; in addition, one of them was stunned by the earth centipede at the beginning, which led to a sharp drop in morale, so that everyone was always firmly suppressed by the arrogant mandrill. A moment of prestige.

But the monks are not defeated, nor are they powerless.

The key point is that the ancient beast side only has four top-level combat powers, and the rest are just cannon fodder comparable to the alchemy stage. On the other hand, human monks have as many as 18 Nascent Soul stage combat powers, and five mid-stage masters. The overall strength is actually slightly stronger than that of the mandrill.

This is not counting the unlucky guy who was destroyed and had his body temporarily withdrawn from the trial.

More advanced combat power is their advantage and opportunity.

It's just that people's hearts are not in harmony, and they don't trust each other, and they were once taught to be human by the ancient beasts who cooperated seamlessly.

"The mandrill has three ancient beasts and two groups of ancient beasts to help it. It's like a tiger with wings added. It's not much weaker than us. We have limited time. What's the point of holding that mandrill back?"

"Have you ever heard of a story about Tian Ji's horse racing that was circulated among mortals?"

"race?"

"Yes, horse racing! The normal Tian Ji horse racing: it is to sacrifice one's own low-grade horse, let the low-grade horse complement the opponent's high-grade horse; let one's high-grade horse bully the opponent's middle horse, let one's own middle horse bully the opponent inferior horse.

Here, it's the exact opposite.

But do the opposite, let your middle-grade horses hold down the opponent's high-grade horses, and let the low-grade horses hold down the opponent's middle-grade horses, so that although several battlefields are at a subtle disadvantage, they will not be defeated in a short period of time. Lost and defeated; then let the top horse go all out to take down the opponent's low horse! To find a breakthrough! "

Once the ancient beasts Ice and Snow Toad, Blood Sickness, and Earth Centipede are cut off one by one, no matter how powerful the mandrill is, it will not be able to stop everyone.

"Inferior to medium;

medium to upper class;

Superior versus inferior? ! Opportunity is here? "

People from big factions such as Shengmodao and Wanfamen, although they are not happy to be commanded on the spot, but in the face of the general trend, they are not willing to go against the trend and cause public anger and be hated by everyone.

What's more, Wang Li's analysis is indeed feasible.

"This person has to be pulled into the door! He must be pulled into the door, otherwise he will only be destroyed! He must not be allowed to join the star palace."

Wan Tianming and Master Sanyang and other masters of the two ways of righteousness and evil, had a rare tacit understanding.

It's not that they can't think of this step, but that they lack the word "give up".

At least they can't let go of Shouyuan Fruit, and they can't win everyone's favor and win everyone's favor through their own withdrawal.

"Since everyone understands Tian Ji's intention of horse racing, it is not difficult to guess how to divide the remaining groups.

In my humble opinion, the second group has to be good at escaping and flexible in action, and it is best to be a master of wind spells. The three fellow daoists in this group are responsible for keeping that blood-hate head in check, preventing it from affecting other battle circles. The third group had to be good at earth-type magic and have strong perception. Don't give the old underground centipede the slightest chance to come out of the ground and hurt people, just keep it huddled underground. "

Through the observation of the second Nascent Soul avatar, there are exactly six people here who meet the conditions, and they are fully capable of keeping the two big guys at bay.

"Wait a minute, those ancient beasts, Blood Sickness and Earth Centipede, are comparable to level nine combat powers. Each has powerful innate abilities, and they are even more difficult to deal with than ordinary mid-stage cultivators."

Someone who realized something hurriedly shook his head and waved his hands to show that it was unreasonable.

This person still felt that the risk of six early-stage cultivators dealing with two powerful ancient beasts was still huge.

"Zhang Daoyou, you don't need to fight the two ancient beasts desperately, you just need to use your good wind escape and other fellow daoists to restrain the blood-hate hundred breath, shouldn't it be difficult?"

The voice of the second Nascent Soul was suddenly cold, and the eyes were even colder:

"If Zhang Daoyou can't even do this, then please leave immediately, there is no need for a so-called fisherman here!"

If the main body with four times the combat power was here, they would have come to Yin long ago. Ah no, it is a serious disagreement that killed you. Where do you need such restraint?

"As for how to distribute the Shouyuan Fruit you get in the end? That's your business, Han doesn't have the heart to worry about you, and you are not Han's son and grandson, hmph!"

"you"

"If you dare to point your finger at Han again, believe it or not, Han wants nothing, so he will give you a ride first?" In the sleeves of the left and right sleeves, there was a flash of brilliance, and two venerable soul banners floated on the ground. On the side, it seems to be talking about a common thing.

"Okay Zhang Daoyou, let's first defeat the mandrill and get the Shouyuan Fruit. The big deal is that the person who achieves the fruit will give everyone satisfactory benefits as compensation. We have delayed here for too long, and there are still many places we haven't explored yet. .”

Master Sanyang frowned and said in a deep voice.

The words of this magician giant still carry a lot of weight.

The other early-stage monks immediately realized that what they were playing tricks on here was not the mid-stage monk surnamed Han who abandoned Shouyuanguo, but the other four mid-stage cultivators, Sanyang Master, Wan Tianming, and Man Beard. Master!

Because these talents are the beneficiaries of the first echelon.

In other words, whoever opposes is against the five mid-stage masters and even the other Nascent Soul stage of Zhengmo. The surname Zhang, who felt the cold gaze after belatedly, was even more shocked.

"Fellow Daoist Han, how will the last two groups be divided?"