Zhan Changfeng entered the Lianhua Mountain area and played chess with himself under the shade of a tree near the cliff. In his peripheral vision, a peach blossom fell into the tea, half sinking and half floating, swaying.
Her retreat this time can be said to be successful or unsuccessful. It was successful because she was successful in cultivation, but unsuccessful because she did not create any new magical powers.
Creation does not exclude a flash of inspiration, but it is more about accumulation.
Her first magical power, the Eye of True Knowledge, is based on the three talents of remote vision, far vision, and clairvoyance.
The second supernatural power is the withered bones of living beings, which is the inspiration and fusion of the eye of cause and effect and the karma of hell.
The third magical creation dojo is the evolution of the eight-pole true realm.
The fourth supernatural power, moving stars and changing constellations, is the understanding of the power of God and the wrath of the country.
The fifth magical power, Dragon and Snake Landing, is a commentary on war.
The sixth magical power, the foundation of all transformations, is an in-depth exploration of the first two.
They can be said to be directly related to the Tao she practices. Their foundation has long been in her daily thoughts and deeds, so when the time comes, it will naturally happen.
But she didn't know what potential she had yet to tap, so in the past six years, she mainly continued to deepen her previous magical powers while repeatedly examining her own nature and looking for breakthrough points.
She had reached the profound level, but found nothing when searching for a breakthrough point. This made her feel uncomfortable that her potential had been exhausted. It was not that she had not thought of directly using the thousand-year-old Bodhi Fruit to improve her understanding. She felt that for her, even if she took the Bodhi Fruit,
The ability to improve your understanding is also limited. It is best to take it when you have a direction you want to understand and make the best use of it.
Like her now, she wants to understand supernatural powers but doesn't know where to start. She wants to figure out the power of the world but doesn't know where to start. It's useless to improve her understanding.
She wanted to see how those young disciples on the path of cultivation would face the confused and clueless path.
Although she was a disciple of the Military Academy, she still felt that these children were ordinary except for their vitality.
However, she also realized that, except for those cultivators with strong Taoist aspirations such as those with interests and the subtlety of Hua Jianci, it was difficult for other people to leave a mark in her heart. From her perspective, it was unfair to say that they were ordinary.
Their injustice.
Does she think too highly of herself?
She was acquired at the age of nine and congenital at the age of 11. She built the foundation in less than two years and emerged from the world in three years. Her Taoist spiritual bones remained intact, which was faster than the standard "three years to build the foundation and five years to escape from the world" for top geniuses.
Faster. Higher quality.
Wei fell short of the standard of "ten years of life and death". It took her about ten years to advance to the realm of life and death. However, in these ten years, she penetrated the space formation and gave birth to the fourth innate causal eye.
Then in just a few years, the legend of the "hundred-year-old magical power" was broken.
As soon as she entered the supernatural power, she realized six kinds of celestial supernatural powers that were closely related to her own way in more than sixty years, and opened six spiritual acupoints. Doesn't she also naturally think that she can use a hundred years to challenge the fastest genius of the top genius?
What is the bottom line for a thousand years to attain spiritual enlightenment?
Impossible, a hundred years is too short to accumulate the strength to break through the final shackles, nor to prove the principles and laws.
Zhan Changfeng looked inside at the Taoist seed. Its buds had already grown, and it had the rudimentary form of a trunk, but it was still some way from being fully formed.
After thinking about it, she should not use the standard "three years...thousand years..." to apply to herself. After all, this standard is for ordinary living beings, and does not include reincarnation, holy spirits, monsters, etc.
Special groups also do not include situations where the elders teach their skills, become quasi-sage, and ascend from the ground.
Although she cut off her past and practiced Taoism as a mortal, her own understanding made her practice like drinking water, which was a hundred times smoother than ordinary monks. She should belong to a special category.
...
Putting her fingertips into the tea, she picked up the petal of the flower. Special?
She really thinks very highly of herself.
The existence of the idea that she is special proves that her Tao realm still needs to be improved.
She probably still wasn't normal enough.
Zhan Changfeng left this strangely peaceful new area amid the chaos and returned to the mountains and seas.
She tied her hair high and fixed it with a bamboo hairpin, changed her appearance to an ordinary one, held a blue and white umbrella, hugged the little fox, and traveled to famous mountains and rivers.
One day when she walked into a small island town, a wall of people blocked her path.
She walked through the crowded flesh wall and came inside.
At this time, a young monk was getting down from his horse, grabbing the legs of the tripod with one hand and supporting the body of the tripod with the other hand, using his strength. The veins on his arms and forehead were exposed. He shouted loudly and stood up slowly.
"Okay, come on!"
"Not even close!"
"This is probably the twentieth number."
"Hanging."
Suddenly the crowd exclaimed, it turned out that the young monk couldn't bear the gravity of the cauldron and knelt down. Several shop assistants waiting nearby immediately supported the cauldron and put it down.
The young monk stretched his muscles and looked pale. If he used his true energy, would he not be able to lift a mere thousand kilograms of objects?
Zhan Changfeng looked at the cracked lines on the ground when the young monk knelt down. Hmm, it should be nearly two thousand pounds.
After the young monk retreated, another man came up. This man was tall and burly, with his upper body bare. He clenched his fists, clearly showing his huge and strong biceps.
What!"
Saying this, he didn't even move forward. He held the foot of the tripod with his hand as big as a cattail leaf, and grasped the edge of the tripod with his other hand, trying to lift it directly!
"Hey, the store is going to give away weapons!"
"The brave man is brave!"
"Quickly, lift it up!"
Zhan Changfeng smiled softly and was about to leave when he suddenly heard two voices. He raised his eyes and saw that they were an old Taoist and a child.
The veteran looked at the eager child and asked, "Do you want to try it once?"
"...I think..." But I'm afraid there's no chance.
"Bang!"
The big cauldron hit the ground, and the strong man stood aside stupidly. The crowd of onlookers was also silent for a moment, and then noisy voices broke out.
"Tsk, it turns out it's just an illusion!"
"I'm wasting my expression."
"What's going on? It seems like no one can do it."
"Can the shopkeeper be accommodating and let us use some of our energy?"
Good guy, someone is cheating on the shopkeeper.
The shopkeeper stood at the counter in the store and looked outside, glaring at the strong man without any trace.
The strong man was angry. He could obviously lift it, but for some reason, he fell into a trance and dropped the cauldron. He pinched the bones of his hand and shouted, "Stop making noise, come again!"
"Every time you come again, it has to be on a first-come, first-served basis, right?" The old Taoist smiled, "My Li Wa'er wants to try it too."
Li Xiangxiang was a little timid, especially when so many people were laughing, but when he saw the old Taoist's calm eyes with a gentle smile, he felt at ease.
She walked up to the tripod. The tripod was nearly 1.78 meters tall and its legs were as thick as an elephant's legs. There was a strange contrast when her little hands were placed on the legs of the tripod.
She held a tripod with both hands, gritted her teeth, and suddenly lifted the tripod amidst people's unfinished laughter!
No sluggishness at all!
There are no tricks either!
Just simply lifted it up.
The strong man rubbed his head and said, "It's over. This is a mess. The shopkeeper will deduct the money."