The Original Seeker

"I didn't expect our mentor to have such a side."

"I'm not going to live here anymore."

"I didn't even imagine such a plot in my dream..."

"It's really both virtue and art."

"What's the matter, I almost got out of the sun and died at their feet back then."

"Foot? You said that I won't be sleepy."

"Same good."

"Don't you care about Tuoyang?!"

"..."

Among the monks participating in the Performing Arts Conference, quite a few are graduates who have participated in the Yin Yang School training course in the last two or three years.

The earlier batches of students were personally instructed by many female cultivators in the Yin-Yang sect.

Most of them have never seen the true face of the tutors in the clan, but simply think that the teachers in this training class are really good-looking, and they speak very nicely.

As a result, I never expected that the goddess teacher in my dream would participate in such a stimulating show at the performance meeting, only covering the body with tulle, and dancing the alluring devil dance.

The turn was so fast that I couldn't react to it for a while.

...

After the performance, a crowd of dancers slowly dispersed and handed over the stage to today's real protagonist.

At this time, everyone's eyes were focused on the high platform, the man in white with a somewhat vague face.

Somehow, they all have a feeling, the other party seems to be a little vague, the kind of vagueness that doesn't belong to this world and can leave at any time.

Bai Mo set off from the high platform and slowly flew into the mid-air directly above the venue.

"The theme of my acting today is four words."

"God."

"humane."

"..."

"This topic is too big..."

"Our whole life has been just on the way to the Dao of Heaven, and this person actually released the rhetoric of acting the Dao of Heaven..."

As soon as Bai Mo's words came out, many high-ranking monks below also began to whisper.

On the contrary, it was a low- and middle-level cultivator, who didn't feel much about this.

Because something heavenly and humane is too far away from them.

That's something that high-level cultivators have to toss about. Why should I do a little qi cultivation?

Of course, there are many people who are still immersed in the aftermath of the Heavenly Demon Dance. At this time, their faces are flushed, and their heads are full of graceful figures, and they don't respond to anything outside.

...

"This is the way of heaven."

A round of pure white sun with a little cyan color, as the words fell, appeared above Bai Mo's head.

"Damn it! He wants to kill everyone here?!"

Wei Wuya, who had seen this trick three years ago, saw the swelling sun on Bai Mo's head, and instantly grasped the teleportation talisman.

He didn't think that anyone in the room could be able to attack mana that was so extravagantly wasteful, even if there were three other cultivators of the Transformation God who could join hands with him.

In his memory, if the power of that round of scorching sun tilts down, if it is concentrated on a person, even if it is only one tenth, it is enough to completely wipe a **** of transformation from the world in a few moments.

Even if the four gods form a temporary formation, they may not be able to stop them.

Other people who faintly felt that something was wrong also noticed Wei Wuya's movements, and at a glance recognized the treasure in his hand, as if they were obviously about to run away.

"Shaoan, I won't kill people." Bai Mo lowered his head slightly and looked at Wei Wuya and the others who were nervous.

"..." Wei Wuya was speechless.

If it wasn't for his decisiveness that day, he would actively inspire Zongmen Treasure Talisman to send away, fearing that it would be possible to be refined by the white light alive.

The people below couldn't see clearly what happened on the high platform, but the soft white light from Qingyang also spilled on them.

Unlike the last time, this time Wei Wuya didn't immediately feel the pressure like a mountain, and the anxiety in his heart was slightly relieved.

It's just that there is a little blue light in the white, which still turns into a trace of worry, lingering in his heart.

...

"Have you noticed that the bottleneck has begun to loosen a little?" The first to perceive the meaning of this light were the low-level cultivators who were falling into the bottleneck period.

"I seem to be stepping into the fourth level of Qi refining."

"Congratulations to Brother Hong, for being the first cultivator to enter the middle stage of Qi refining among the students of our third Yin Yang Five Elements Jue training course!"

"Brother Hong, go rich, don't forget each other."

"It must be." The young man surnamed Hong clasped his fists one by one, and then sat cross-legged on the spot, starting his own breakthrough.

In the past three years, many students of Yin-Yang Five Elements Jue had been unsatisfactory. Not only were they at the bottom of the cultivation world, many of them couldn't even beat mortal martial arts masters.

As dignified cultivators, many have fallen to the point of guarding ordinary wealthy mortals.

And what makes them most excluded by their peers is that this group of people completely shattered the mystery and compulsion of the immortal master, so that the true monks who practiced other techniques lost the awe of mortals.

In order to draw a clear line with them, the other monks called these fellows who entered the Tao with the Yin-Yang Five Elements Jue to be a pseudo monk, meaning people who tried to defile the monk's name with a mortal body.

But in any case, the sincere awe of the mortal world towards the Qi-refining monks was completely broken by this group of chaotic people.

Today, only foundation-building monks who can fly with swords can still receive worship from mortals.

The Qi refining monks who can only walk on the ground are now treated the same as martial arts masters.

Unless it is a wealthy person who can obtain flying magical instruments, this can also be worshipped by mortals.

...

"I want to break through the sixth qi refining level too!"

"I seem to feel it too!"

"This light is not right, why should my golden core crack?!"

"Disciple, run away, Yuan Ying who is a teacher is about to explode!"

"Don't let this light shine on your body! The golden core will crack and the Nascent Soul will explode!"

"Where are the ancestors of the gods? Come and stop this demon from acting fiercely!"

"That's not right, old ancestor, the disciple is on the fourth level of Qi refining, but now there is a faint sign that he will break through the fifth level~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The polarization between the high-level monks and the low-level monks makes the whole venue fried in an instant.

Many Nascent Soul's Golden Core cultivators felt that under the white light, their cultivation base was going backwards wildly.

However, the feeling of the vast number of Qi-refining cultivators is just the opposite, each of them is full of vigor and is happily ushering in their own breakthrough.

"Respect driving...what the **** do you want? Is it to be an enemy of my Nanya Prefecture Quanzhou?" Wei Wuya tried his best to ask a few words from his teeth.

This all-pervasive white light constantly tried to penetrate into their body, dissolving the soul of several cultivators.

Once the primordial spirit is completely ablated, everything they have in this world will no longer exist.

"I'm showing you what is meant by heaven."

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