Using the body to resist cultivation, how to use it is the key.

Shisanlang knew very well that even if his seventh level of forbidden method was completely lifted, his magic power might not be comparable to He Wenliu. However, he understood more that his advantage lies in recovery!

The recovery of physical strength is faster than that of mana, which is what anyone understands. There is no need for pills or treatment. Even if you are tired to the point of losing your strength, you can recover a little after taking a little rest.

The physical body of a body refiner not only refers to strength and strength, but also means a significant improvement in recovery ability. In addition, when facing situations such as injuries, blood loss, and fracture, the physical body is particularly important, which is an effect that magical power cultivation will never achieve.

He needs time, the right time.

The battle has been held until now, and the Kakuto part is about to be completed; the moment we set off from the second floor, there is no longer a possibility of taking advantage of the temporary break on the second floor. Therefore, at this stage, how to make precise use of the temporary rest time on the second floor will be the last time for Shisanro to narrow the gap between the two sides and the most important time.

How to ask Liu about the intention to delay, Shisanlang has already thought of a countermeasure and will force him to start early. Now, since the teacher is so beautiful, Shisanlang naturally delays for a while, and does not delay until his strength is fully restored, and he will never move his butt away from the ground.

In a word, he was determined!

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"I don't agree!" It was not the teacher who made the cry, but He Wenliu.

"I don't agree, this is unfair, this is absolutely not possible!"

On the steps, He Wenliu was furious, regardless of his image and demeanor, and he was facing a dangerous situation where the ban rekindled.

The moment he heard Shisanlang's question, He Wenliu understood his intention. The aggrievance and helplessness in his heart almost made him crazy.

What is this problem? Is there still a end to this?

Even if the teacher calculates the results, what about next time? There are still eleven questions!

Seven months, seven cubs, twelve years, go to die!

You don’t have to ask what you want to ask Liu, you know that Shisanlang can double the number next time. How to calculate the name of any unknown creature?

It can be calculated that he can add ten times, a hundred times or even a thousand times. There are always times when he can't figure it out. Thinking about this in his heart, He Wenliu felt that he could not win at all. Even if he rushed to a place beyond his reach, the other party would have been exhausted. He delayed without limit on the grounds that his question had not been answered yet.

How can that work? Absolutely not!

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"You don't agree?"

Shisanlang looked back at He Wenliu, who was furious, and curled his lips and said, "Which onion are you?"

"Well……"

What is poisonous! What is shameless! This is. Shisanlang didn't argue with him about justice or not. He smashed him back with a sentence, as if a huge rock was stuffed into his stomach.

Sour smell, hard, mossy, reptiles, and watermelons.

That's right! Whether it's okay or not is not your final say, what's the point? Look at the second floor teachers, do you look like someone who is good at accepting public opinion?

He Wenliu was speechless and had no way to speak. He wanted to complain but dared not complain, for fear of causing the teacher to be unhappy, and he could not move forward or retreat, and was as stupid as a gangster.

The sea of ​​fire suddenly swept through, but there were ice arrows as sharp as guns in the middle. Countless souls were flying in the air. After a moment of loss of consciousness, the ban on the steps had exploded again. The first level was the combination ban, and it was the ban within the ban.

With his hands and feet busy, He Wenliu's hair ends were curled by a flame, and it suddenly became black and covered in pieces. It emitted an unpleasant stinking smell. When he broke the restriction again, his body was a little unstable. His handsome face was covered with a few broken hairs, twisted and ferocious, but more ugly and embarrassed.

"Is it possible to let me eat one more restriction?" Shisanlang said lightly.

It seemed as if a needle was pricked in his heart. He Wenliu's legs became weak and he was almost forced to go down the stairs because of a trance. In that case, the battle would be declared over and the outcome was decided.

There is a rule to advance but not retreat when you reach the stairs.

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"This topic..."

The teacher's voice was no longer so cold, but was accompanied by a hint of embarrassment, a hint of sorrow, a hint of doubt and helplessness. After hesitating for a long time, he said: "What is the connection with the forbidden path?"

He Wenliu wanted to get it, but the teaching naturally wanted it too. It was not enough to be willing to do so, but the bragging was exposed, so it was difficult to step down. He had to settle for the second best and take the initiative to seek reconciliation.

After hearing this, He Wenliu on the steps raised her ears and thought to herself that the teacher was wise and great and wise, so she quickly drove this despicable villain out of the way.

Shisanlang's calm face remained unchanged, and he replied very seriously: "Report to the teacher, the students have not been studying the prohibition for a long time, and only understand that deduction and calculation are important foundations. This question focuses on calculation, and whether it is helpful to practice the forbidden path should be determined by the teacher."

"Despicable! Shameless! Vulgar!" He Wenliu cursed in her heart, wishing she could pounce on her and bite him.

Isn’t this clear? Raise the hat and kick the ball! The combination of the two will make your heart as smart as a mountain, how to resolve it.

"This statement makes sense."

Sure enough, the arrogant and indifferent teacher had to swallow the bitter fruit and sighed and said, "The truth is the basis of the ban, but..."

He didn't say the following words, but his two cold eyes blinked extremely hidden, only Shisanlang could see them.

"Teacher Qi Bing, there are only eleven similar questions for students, and the last question has nothing to do with calculating the way, so it is a way to break the forbidden."

Who is Shisanlang? The so-called seven orifices are already clear, and the one who is extremely intelligent is said to him. He made the teaching habit half-dead, and then said sincerely: "But you don't have to worry about these questions. Why don't you leave them for the next time and ask the teacher for advice?"

"Uh... OK, it's reasonable, it's reasonable."

The teacher's heart thrusts several times, and finally fell back into his stomach. He was immediately happy and said in a gentle tone: "Since that's the case, you will use the ban to crack it for you."

"Students can't."

Shisanlang said sadly: "The students have not thought thoroughly yet, so they can't do it immediately. But..."

"But what?" Knowing that he was still holding a big killer weapon, the teacher didn't have the courage to make things difficult for him. He quickly asked.

"But the students have been thinking about it all the time. As long as I give me some time, I will definitely be able to do it."

“How long does it take?”

The teacher asked very patiently, and blinked again, which meant: "I am also difficult to do, don't go too far!"

This time his movements were a bit big. Whether it was He Wenliu on the third floor or Shangguan Xinya who was climbing the stairs, he noticed this secret code that was obviously cheating. Shangguan Xinya's mouth was slightly opened, as if she was holding an egg and couldn't take her eyes off. He Wenliu's eyes turned dark. She almost fainted from anger.

"One stick of incense, one stick of incense should be..." Shisanlang responded, as if he was hesitant and a little inaccurate.

"Accurate! After one stick of incense, show it to me."

The teacher took the lead in stopping the chorus and said with a serious expression: "You have a rest, don't disturb me."

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"Puff!" He Wenliu felt depressed and couldn't clear her heart. He opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm.

"The banned building is a serious place, unclean or impolite, which is a violation of the rules of the court. The two crimes are punished together, and 30,000 spirit stones are counted." The old man on the third floor spoke for the first time, his voice was majestic and square, and he should not be desecrated.

The words rolled like thunder. They also carried the sea of ​​fire, ice arrows, and ghost claws. It was not because the teacher said the Dharma, but because the prohibition under He Wenliu's feet broke out again.

After a moment, the ban dissipated again. The first cultivator in Lingnan also had a few more burnt hairs on his face.

With sadness and anger, He Wenliu wiped his face casually, not knowing whether it was to wipe off his hair or wipe away his tears. Then, his eyes showed a fierce look, and his hungry wolf-like gaze looked at Shisanlang for the last time. He turned around and stalked up and rushed to the third floor of the Forbidden Building.

Shisanlang ignored He Wenshi and his expression, how generous and passionate he was. His whole mind was used to deduce, and his confined eyes were starry-like, as if he was about to penetrate his body.

He wants to break the ban and use the help of the teacher to break the second level of the seven-level mountain!

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The Seven-Level Mountain Forbidden is one of the thousands of years of ban inheritance of the Taoist dynasty. Its horror is that it can be reborn as the magic power of the monks moves. If the seven-Level Forbidden method cannot be cracked in one go, it will be reborn and will be enhanced as the cultivation level increases, and will never end.

Strictly counting, this statement is not accurate. First of all, it does not have to wait until the seventh level of ban can be unlocked before it can be cracked. Every time a seal is broken, the sealed monk has an hour of buffering, which is considered according to the needs of the battle, which is enough to deal with any situation.

Apart from flying, no battle lasts for more than an hour. If that happens, the monk's mana has long been exhausted, and it doesn't matter whether there is a seal or not.

There is also another thing: If the sealed person has been practicing hard and grows to a higher level than the person who gives the forbidden method; then even if he has never been involved in the forbidden method, he can break through it in one go. It will take some energy to come out, and it will be no more difficult.

Under normal circumstances, the dean had no chance of exposing this prohibition on Shisanlang, or Shisanlang did not have that qualification at all. It was mostly used for some beasts and monsters that needed restrictions, becoming an existence similar to imprisonment. As long as the monster does not have the ability to transform, it cannot actively learn the prohibition; that is, it is a rope to tie a dog, allowing it to obey its owner's instructions.

By chance, Shisanlang was fortunate to taste this taste, and only he could experience the happiness and sorrow in it. Whether it is luck or misfortune, it has become a fact now. Shisanlang could not find anyone to complain, so he could only think of his own way.

In fact, although Shisanlang complained to the dean, he turned his head and thought that it was precisely because of this restriction that he could make up his mind to eliminate all distractions and study the prohibition; in a sense, it might be a reward.

When encountering this trick, Shisanlang could only seek medical treatment in a hurry, and tried to simulate with a try-and-see attitude, and then used the teaching hand to break the ban in exchange for temporary improvement of his cultivation.

After successfully passing downstairs, Shisanlang's confidence increased. At this moment, the enemy was in the head, and he could not hesitate and sink his mind into the sea of ​​consciousness. Shisanlang carefully observed every spiritual line, every link, and every connection, and entered a deep level of meditation.

He didn't need to consider changes, he just wanted to outline the static forbidden stripes, and then handed over to the teacher, or to God's will to arrange it.

Under the steps, Thirteen Lang closed his eyes and pondered, without hearing, without seeing, without seeing, without being surprised, as if he had realized the truth.

On the steps, He Wenliu's steps slowed down, his expression began to become solemn, and sweat gradually slipped down his forehead, quiet and silent.

Time slipped away quickly, and before I knew it, a stick of incense passed.

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