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"Uncle Ming, do you think Fellow Daoist Xiao can obtain the inheritance of the witch clan?"

After leaving the secret place of the Wu clan, Tu Mingzhen asked curiously.

"In ancient times, when the aura of heaven and earth was rich, it was extremely difficult to find a monk who could accept the inheritance of the witch clan, let alone now."

"Over the years in the Wei Dynasty, there have been many amazing and talented warriors, but I have never heard of anyone who successfully passed the first trial."

"Although Xiao Yu's talent is strong, he can only reach the first level."

"Like other amazingly talented warriors, getting some incomplete inheritance is already the limit."

Tu Yangming said calmly.

As a family that cultivates immortality, the Tujia family has never thought about inheriting the witch clan, but they all ended in failure.

Ultimately, it was proved that even if something goes wrong in this world, the immortal way is still the most suitable path for human cultivation.

"Martial Arts... is too difficult."

"With Fellow Daoist Xiao's talent, if he had switched to the Immortal Way after being promoted to the Xiantian Realm, he would have already broken through to the Nascent Soul, right?"

Tu Mingzhen shook her head with some regret, feeling very sorry for Lin Zheyu's choice.

But she knew that persuasion was useless.

In the martial alliance, these ordinary people who do not have the blood of ancient martial arts, since they have chosen to devote themselves to martial arts, they almost regard martial arts as the meaning of their lives.

It is almost impossible to get them to give up martial arts and switch to immortality.

As for fellow Xianwu practitioners, there are quite a few warriors who do this.

It’s just that cultivation is something that goes against nature and consumes a lot of energy and energy. If you distract yourself and use your wisdom to distract yourself, you will achieve nothing.

"It's useless. I can only say that it's a pity that he has a strong will and a strong understanding, but he doesn't have the superior talent for cultivating immortals."

"Martial artists have congenital defects after all. Forcibly opening the bridge between heaven and earth has laid huge hidden dangers for future cultivation."

"Cultivation is to go against heaven, forcibly open the bridge between heaven and earth, and resume the path of cultivation with a broken body. After all, it is not enlightenment."

"Even if you turn to the immortal path, your strength will be almost at its limit when you reach the early stage of Nascent Soul."

"It is better to concentrate on martial arts. There is still a lot of possibility, like the leader of the Martial Alliance, with strength comparable to the transformation of a god."

Tu Yangming said calmly.

He is well-informed. Although he has never practiced martial arts, in order to improve his strength, he has also studied martial arts techniques and has a very good understanding of martial arts.

Among them, some secrets are not very clear even to Lin Zheyu.

"Well, that's true."

"The leader of the Martial Alliance is also a great person. It's a pity that he doesn't have the qualifications to cultivate immortality."

Tu Mingzhen nodded.

The two people were sitting on the circular magic weapon, which turned into a ray of light and disappeared into the sky.

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Huhu~

Huhuhu~~

Da~da~da~da~

Rough breathing echoed in the hall.

As Lin Zheyu advanced, the pressure he felt became more and more terrifying, and the sound of stepping on the ground became heavier.

After taking a hundred steps, the pressure in the hall suddenly soared.

Bang——

Lin Zheyu stepped out with his right foot, stepped heavily on the ground, and made a dull sound.

In an instant.

Lin Zheyu felt that a million tons of huge pressure suddenly increased on his body.

His originally upright body was instantly bent over by this terrifying pressure, and his body became a little rickety.

"Huhu..."

"I haven't felt this way for a long time. It's really nostalgic..."

"Interesting, interesting..."

Lin Zheyu murmured softly.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

Although he was under terrible pressure, he seemed to have no feeling, and his eyes still contained strong confidence and calmness.

Breaking through the limit again and again, using source power to increase again and again, the spirit and soul will be tempered again and again.

Lin Zheyu's spirit has long been tempered and is incredibly tough.

His body seemed to be no longer his own. No matter how painful the feeling or the strong pressure, it could not bring him any pain.

Rumble~~~

The breath in the body is roaring, and the bones in the body are making cracking sounds.

Lin Zheyu's eyes flashed with fierceness, and the smile at the corner of his mouth remained there from beginning to end.

With the powerful energy of blood bursting out, Lin Zheyu slowly straightened up and returned to the state of holding his head high and chest high.

Da~da~da~da~

Lin Zheyu continued to move forward, his steps becoming heavier and heavier.

At this time, in addition to the blood and pure physical strength in his body, neither the derived true energy nor the cultivated golden energy could be used.

After advancing a hundred steps, the pressure Lin Zheyu felt became more and more terrifying.

The increase in coercion is far beyond what it could have been a hundred steps ago.

Even though Lin Zheyu's body was extremely strong, he still felt a lot of pressure, and his waist was almost bent.

"Huh?"

After taking another dozen steps forward, a surprised look appeared on Lin Zheyu's face.

A cool breath suddenly entered his body.

Lin Zheyu felt as if he drank a bottle of ice-cold Fatty Happy Water under the scorching sun in midsummer, feeling extremely comfortable.

Boom~~

Rumble~~~

The golden energy and blood rumbled in the blood vessels along with the blood, and this cold breath circulated throughout the body along with the blood.

"My body seems to have become stronger!"

Lin Zheyu said in surprise.

Under the influence of this mysterious cold breath, his body, which had reached its limit, actually improved slightly.

This was really beyond Lin Zheyu's expectation.

Within his body, seven thick golden shackles of heaven penetrated into his flesh and blood, tightly imprisoning Lin Zheyu's body.

As a result, no matter how he practiced, the improvement of his physical strength was as slow as a snail.

No, snails are faster than him.

In desperation, Lin Zheyu could only find another way to practice martial arts divine patterns, and enhance his strength by condensing the golden body's dharma.

But now, less than five breaths had passed, and Lin Zheyu actually felt that his physical strength had improved slightly.

"Right here!"

"My chance to break free from my shackles may really come down to the inheritance of the Witch Clan!"

Lin Zheyu said in surprise.

He raised his head and looked at the statue of the powerful witch cultivator deep in the hall.

As Lin Zheyu approached, the power of the shaman statue became more and more astonishing, and its lifelike eyes seemed to come alive.

His eyes were like lightning, falling on Lin Zheyu.

Although he could not use the golden eye, Lin Zheyu's physical perception was so powerful.

In his perception, the cold breath just now emanated from the body of this statue.

And as Lin Zheyu got closer, this aura became stronger and stronger.

Huhu~~~

Lin Zheyu adjusted his breathing, and his slightly stooped waist straightened up again.
To be continued...