Spiritual Qi Revived, And The Man Behind The Scenes Was Myself

119 God-Like Man

The next day, after breakfast.

Taiyi followed a group of unnamed disciples from the same school and walked towards the back mountain.

Although I chatted with Ah Man very late yesterday.

But it didn't affect his spirit today.

Along the way, Ah Man was still talking endlessly, he seemed to be very curious about everything about Kunwu Immortal Mountain.

Of course, it's more about how to return to the tribe and let everyone see if they learn the fairy art in the future, such as flying into the sky and escaping from the ground.

To put it bluntly, I just want to learn the magic of immortality as soon as possible, and then go back to the tribe to pretend...to show off.

There is an endless bamboo forest in front of you, and it is a particularly thick Black bamboo forest.

If you look at it from a distance, it looks like a huge black monster, crawling on the back mountain of Kunwu Wonderland, waiting, and devouring all the people who come here.

"Junior Brother Sun, Junior Brother Ah Man, let's chop bamboo around here today. You are newcomers, don't go to the depths of the black bamboo forest. The bamboos there are several times harder than those outside. It's not correct."

After being kindly reminded by an anonymous brother who seemed to be over forty years old, he took his own ax to the other side and started a day of bamboo chopping work.

"Brother Sun, are we really going to chop bamboo here for a day? No way? What's the point of this?"

After watching that senior brother walk away, Ah Man jumped up and said.

"Otherwise? I think not only today, but even tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, maybe a year later, we will still be cutting bamboo.

Master Taiyi weighed the ax in his hand, bent down and chopped down a black bamboo beside him.

one time.

Twice.

Three times.

With his current constitution and strength, it took more than ten blows to chop down a not too thick black bamboo.

One can imagine how difficult it is to cut the bamboo in this vast black bamboo forest.

According to the fat brother who read the rules of Kunwu Mountain yesterday, the black bamboo forest was transplanted from a dry mountain thousands of miles away by the ancestor of Kunwu, who spent a lot of magic power.

At first it was for refining the Kunwu Immortal Mountain Formation.

And now, it is the place of trial for Initiation disciples.

As for whether the black bamboo forest will be cut down one day.

This is nothing to worry about.

With the physical strength of these disciples without the slightest magic power, the speed at which they can cut bamboo is not as fast as the growth of bamboo.

If Daoist Taiyi used his immortal treasure 【Illustrated Catalog of Ten Thousand Swords Guizong】, he would surely be able to chop bamboo at an absolutely unparalleled speed.

However, he can't do this.

Not to mention, did the ancestors of Kunwu Xianshan stare at them secretly when cutting bamboo here?

Besides, is it important to cut bamboo in the black bamboo forest in the back mountain?

I am afraid that the most important thing is to test your heart and patience, and face the boring process of chopping bamboo?

Although Taiyi didn't practice Taoism, this was also the first time for a big girl to get on a bridal sedan chair. 253 But have you never eaten pork or seen a pig running?

In so many myths and TV dramas in the modern world, it has been mentioned that cultivating Taoism is an extremely boring thing.

It is even more boring and boring than going to work every day, two o'clock and one line.

Therefore, chopping bamboo is now a test, as well as training the mind and tenacity of these unnamed disciples.

However, just because Taiyi understands this truth, doesn't it mean that other people also understand it?

They have never attended nine-year compulsory education, let alone college, nor have they watched TV dramas.

After Taiyi Daoist cut down five black bamboos in a row, it took less than ten minutes, but as soon as he looked up, he saw many anonymous brothers from the same sect around him all looking at him with monster-like eyes.

Most of those people only cut down two or three.

Some people even cut down one.

Are you so strong?

Look at Ah Man again.

This muddy boy just started today, and he chopped down three black bamboos in a row.

Then.

He rested on a relatively thick bamboo.

Taiyi yelled at Ah Man a few times, but the other party seemed to have fallen asleep because he ate too much breakfast.

Um... You are so sorry for growing up so big.

Now he finally understands why Ah Man came from the Black Mountain Tribe to learn fairy arts.

Lu Yao knows horsepower, and time sees people's hearts.

Although the time to get along with Ah Man is only two days, but Daoist Tai Yi has been working in the society for so many years to see people.

Even if this Ah Man does not belong to the kind of guy who has a high heart and a life thinner than paper.

Nowadays, there is no dynastic hegemony in the spiritual world, and most human beings are mainly tribes.

However, Taiyi real person knows that in a collective like a tribe, most of the men or women are extremely hardworking and capable.

But Ah Man, a bastard, was born in a tribe, but he came here to learn fairy arts.

And he was still eager for success, without the slightest bit of patience.

One set of people in front, another set of people behind.

Yesterday, I made repeated promises with Patriarch Kunwu, and then I kept complaining and thinking about it behind my back.

It was the first time I started cutting bamboo today, and I just fell asleep.

Alas~ Can such a person pass the test?

Would such a person be respected in the tribe?

Daoist Taiyi sighed, and stopped calling Ah Man, and prepared to continue his own work.

He always believed that the ancestor Kunwu asked everyone to cut bamboo here, which is not the point in itself.

The other party is an expert from the Immortal Family. If he really needed black bamboo, he might just wave his hand, and a large bamboo forest would rise from the ground and fly towards the Great Hall of Kunwu.

Letting so many unnamed disciples chop bamboo is obviously to exercise everyone's xinxing, and let everyone experience the boring and lonely of doing one thing wholeheartedly.

After thinking about this, Master Taiyi didn't work so hard.

He swung the ax in his hand up and down, and his sense of rhythm was getting better and better, with almost no effort at all, but the speed of chopping bamboo was getting faster and faster.

Time passed little by little.

When it was almost noon, Master Taiyi finally stopped.

There are nearly a thousand black bamboos around him, and the thickest bamboo is even thicker than the waist of an adult, just like a big tree.

And the thinnest bamboo is about the size of an adult's thigh.

Taiyi looked around, originally thought that the neighborhood would become bare.

As a result, when he lowered his head to bind the bamboo, the surrounding bamboo grew again, and the bamboo pile was no longer visible at all.

He couldn't help being dumbfounded, telling himself over and over again that this is the spirit world, a world where gods and monsters exist, and it's normal for any unbelievable things to happen.

"This brother invited me, I don't know how to call him?"

At this time, Ah Man had already woken up, he stretched himself, and saw that the people around him had chopped down a lot of bamboo, and he felt a little embarrassed, especially when he saw Tai Yi who was going up the mountain with him, he never expected, Taiyi's skinny appearance turned out to be the one who cuts the most bamboos the fastest among all the people.

Embarrassed, Ah Man chopped down a dozen more bamboos in a row, put the ax behind his back, and walked towards the older brother who kindly reminded Taiyi and the other in the morning, Arched cupped hands asked with a simple and honest smile.

"My surname is Ji."

"Ji's surname? This is a common surname in the spirit world~ According to legend, the Ji surname is a large tribe on every continent in the spirit world. I don't know if it is true or not?" asked respectfully.

"have no idea."

The senior brother surnamed Ji was still bending over to chop the black bamboo, and replied without raising his head.

Ah Man felt that Own's enthusiasm seemed to have touched his nose, but he still asked with a smile.

"Senior Brother Ji, how long have you been in Kunwu Mountain?"

"One year."

"One, one year?" This time, Ah Man was really stunned.

Isn't this person surnamed Ji lying?

One year, still chopping bamboo?

Is this test so difficult to pass?

wrong!

It is clear that this surname Ji has no talent and understanding.

To learn fairy arts, one must depend on aptitude. Without these, even if you chop bamboo for a lifetime, you will not be able to pass the mountain.

What an idiot.

The black bamboo that has been cut for so long has not been accepted as a personal inheritance, don't you know how to use your brain?

Also, if a fool like this, if Patriarch Kunwu really accepts him as a disciple, it would be an insult to Xianmen.

But I am different.

With Own's intelligence and talent, within a few days, the ancestor of Kunwu will definitely accept himself as a personal heir.

These people are really stupid, what's the use of chopping bamboo?

Especially Brother Sun, who went up the mountain with him, didn't expect him to be so stupid, he would do what others said.

Sigh~ such a person, it is impossible to be favored by Patriarch Kunwu for the rest of his life.

Immortal arts, not everyone can learn and practice.

Daoist Taiyi at the side also heard it.

Unexpectedly, that senior brother surnamed Ji has been chopping bamboo here for a year.

Is a year long?

In the eyes of Daoist Taiyi, it's okay.

Sun Great Saint stayed in Xieyue Sanxing Cave for ten years. He only really learned the art for three years. The remaining seven years were spent on literacy, cleaning, planting flowers and grass, and usually stealing fruits from Rotten Peach Mountain.

Of course he dare not compare with Sun Great Saint, but at least his surname is Sun, right?

I (befj) can't bear it for seven years, and can't bear it for one year?

Not far away, there was another conversation between Ah Man and his senior brother surnamed Ji. Master Taiyi pricked up his ears and eavesdropped while working.

"Senior brother Ji, among our senior brothers in Kunwu Mountain, "Do you know that senior brother is the fastest to be a disciple of the gods? How long has he been chopping the black bamboo?"

"The one who was accepted as a direct disciple by the patriarch the fastest? It seems to be Senior Brother Jiang, that is, our second senior brother. According to legend, Senior Brother Jiang was accepted as a direct disciple by the patriarch after only cutting bamboo for seven days. Now he has followed the patriarch for more than ten years It's time, not only can go to the sky and enter the earth, but also the technique of Flying Sword, which is extremely powerful.

I don't know how Ah Man felt when he heard this, but Master Taiyi was very excited.

Flying Sword art~

These are all things he is very envious of.

Especially flying, this is probably the favorite and biggest fantasy of many people in modern society, right?

It's not the feeling of flying in a plane, but the feeling of flying freely in the air, with the White Cloud being stepped on by you.

He couldn't help but think of the superhero blockbuster of Bald Eagle. I have to say that Superman's take-off is really cool.

But now, since he can teach Senior Brother Jiang such powerful spells, even if the practice Realm of Patriarch Kunwu is not the real power of the fairy family, it is probably not much worse.

After Ah Man heard what Senior Brother Ji said, the smile on his face became even more honest.

As if he had taken a reassurance, he pulled out the ax behind his back, bent down and chopped the black bamboo symbolically.

In Ah Man's view, it doesn't matter how much you chop or how little you cut.

What matters is talent and qualifications.

And he himself is the only genius among this group of people.

Since it took Brother Jiang seven days to be accepted by Patriarch Kunwu as a personal heir, then even if he didn't take seven days, he must not have exceeded ten days, right?

Fairy~

As long as you learn magic

Do people in the tribe dare to look down on themselves?

At that time, the leader must be own, let those who look down on own all go out to hunt, and the rest of the women will all be own!

For the beauty of the future, for the fairy art.

How about a few more days?

"boom!"

No, I chopped down another black bamboo.

"Gulu~"

However, Ah Man suddenly felt that he was very hungry.

In the dark space, a spark danced on the bronze tongue of the sun lamp.

Lin Yun sat at the head of the white jade table, looking at the book of life and death in front of him.

In the thirteen continents of the spiritual world, the birth dates of hundreds of millions of living beings are all engraved on the Book of Life and Death through the induction of the Ceremonial Foundation Tree.

Even Daoist Taiyi, Immortal Ziyang and others who have just entered the spirit world are all on the list.

If you don't enter the realm of Void Refining, your lifespan will always be exhausted.

After entering the realm of Void Refining, a small Heavenly Tribulation will be passed every three Hundred Years, and the power of Heavenly Tribulation will gradually superimpose and become stronger and stronger.

After entering the realm of Mahayana, the heavenly tribulation will be crossed every three thousand years. Similarly, the power of the heavenly tribulation will gradually superimpose, and each day will be stronger than once.

Without becoming True Immortal, all living beings cannot escape the shackles of the Book of Life and Death!

Of course Lin Yun is not among them.

But becoming Void Refining is also his top priority right now.

Only after becoming Void Refining, can he be qualified to practice the Supernatural Power, the incarnation outside the body, which is inherited from Fenglei Palace.

This is the real incarnation, not comparable to the low-level Illusion Art he usually uses.

Lin Yun has already prepared the medium for cultivating the incarnation outside the body.

One section is the branch of the Ceremonial Foundation Tree, and one section is the root of the Ceremonial Foundation Tree.

The branches are the sky, and the roots are the earth.

A body of a Heavenly Emperor, the body of a Japanese emperor.

The upper government governs the Tianting, and the lower government governs the underworld.

This is also one of the reasons why Lin Yun is most eager to breakthrough Void Refining Realm.

Close the book of life and death, lightly wave the sleeve of the robe, the white jade case and the book of life and death in front of him all disappear.

In the dark space, Lin Yun sat alone.

"Taiyi has already entered the gate of the Kunwu Mountain Spirit Ape."

"I didn't expect that this spirit ape is also a talent [it turned out to be some of the first breakthrough Nascent Soul existences among these slave ghosts.

"It seems that I must breakthrough Void Refining as soon as possible."

"The will of the world is my will. If my master is only a Divine Transformation late stage, then these creatures will never think of combining the Five Elements to achieve Divine Transformation."

"By the way, Xiao Baiqian has been lazy again recently, and she is about to transform into a Nascent Soul existence. She is so playful and loves to eat. I really don't know what she thinks."

Lin Yun muttered a few words, his eyes seemed to be able to pass through layers of obstacles, and turned to other continents, and saw the Great Immortal Ziyang, who was following a middle-aged man, walking among the tribes of the land.

"Unexpectedly, this Ziyang's luck is also very good, the first time he entered the spirit world, he met the just-born Patriarch Styx, and I don't know if it was his misfortune or luck.

Purple Qi from the East, heralding the coming of Power.

Immortal Ziyang paced towards the place of the vision in a very excited and apprehensive mood.

This is the world of immortals and demons, and this is the world of spirits.

He has been here for many days.

Fortunately, when he appeared in this world, he happened to be around a large tribe.

At the very beginning, there were many misunderstandings due to the language barrier.

He was almost regarded as a human being transformed from a monster, and then he was stabbed with a bone spear by the primitive people in the tribe.

If the great wizard in the tribe hadn't rushed back and blessed him with a magical witchcraft, Immortal Ziyang probably wouldn't be able to understand what people in this world were talking about until now.

According to the people in the tribe, all the creatures in the spirit world speak spiritual language, even if there are some accent problems, the difference is not big.

At the beginning, the Great Immortal Ziyang always regarded the great wizard in the tribe as a fairy god.

Until the other party said that he was not, but only knew some techniques of praying to the gods.

Moreover, these techniques of praying to the gods cannot be passed on to the outside world. Only people from the tribe who have become candidates for the great wizard are eligible to learn.

This made Ziyang very painless.

These days, although he is living a rough life, he is very happy.

It was much more relaxed than he was in the bustling modern city.

Ziyang taught the people in the tribe all the civilizations of singing, grilling skewers, cooking stone pots, pottery, and building stoves with stones and mud.

He was almost regarded as a god-like man by all the local tribesmen, second only to the great wizard and leader, and countless primitive women wanted to bear children for him.

The people in the tribe really treat him like family. .