Mother's time was running out, so Zuo Wuzhou only felt in a hurry, and regardless of Bai Guan's injury, he traveled day and night and always rushed to the original Xiangzong as quickly as possible.
"Is the True Xiang Sect here?" Zuo Wuzhou felt neither happy nor sad, with a light expression.
It was always uncomfortable for outsiders to talk to him. First of all, because he was not good at speaking, he often didn't get much response. Even when he got a response, his tone was often so indifferent that it made people wonder if he was superfluous in the world.
In front of him, there were undulating mountains, with several peaks interdependent on each other, which looked majestic and majestic. What made Zuo Wuzhou a little excited was that the spiritual energy on this mountain was obviously much richer than elsewhere.
Xia Feihu didn't have much sense. He couldn't sense spiritual energy below the ninth level. Even if he knew about spiritual energy, he couldn't sense it. Bai Guan's expression darkened. In fact, many years ago, the location of the Original Sect was stronger than the spiritual energy here. Much denser.
But the Benxiang Sect was weak and occupied a good place, so it was naturally spied on by others. They didn't even make any attacks back then, but just a few threats forced the Benxiang Sect to retreat here in order to preserve their strength.
After climbing the mountain together, Bai Guan walked towards a fork in the road, and suddenly replied: "I am not as good as you now, no matter whether you become my junior brother or not, you owe me a fight. I will defeat you, but I will not kill you." "
"Let's go!" Zuo Wuzhou was indifferent, not because he was arrogant, but because he had to break through to the realm of Soul Martial Lord within a year and a half. By then, unless Bai Guan also reached the realm of Soul Martial Lord, what else could he say? .
Arriving at the main peak, Zuo Wuzhou made a staggered movement, raised his "Heaven-turning Seal" gesture, and concentrated on killing.
But he saw the light flashing alternately, and a figure appeared in front of him. His age was indistinguishable. The man in gray shirt seemed to be forty years old, or fifty, sixty or seventy years old. He looked at Zuo Wuzhou for a long time with a gleam of light. Surprised and uncertain: "Have you ever taken Dingyan Pill? Huh?"
The man suddenly saw the "Heaven-Flipping Seal" hand gesture and sensed that this half move contained infinite majestic and vast power. It seemed that the truth of heaven and earth was contained in it, and he was immediately shocked.
Xia Feihu hurriedly bowed: "Elder, this is Wu Ding, the elder of our sect, and Zuo Wuzhou, the great master of the sect."
Xia Feihu paused, looked around furtively to make sure there was no one else, and then said softly: "Master Zuo is only twenty years old."
"No, I'm just twenty-one years old." Zuo Wanzhou corrected.
"Impossible!" Wu Ding's eyes trembled, his face changed with horror, and he looked at Zuo Wuzhou carefully again, feeling a huge wave in his heart.
"Elder Wu, it's absolutely true. Zuo Dazun's parents are still alive." Xia Feihu saw Zuo Wuzhou's unhappy expression and hurriedly explained.
Even though Wu Ding had many years of experience, he couldn't help but be shocked. Looking at Zuo Wuzhou was like looking at a piece of jade. His eyes were filled with enthusiasm: "Can you let me touch your bones?"
Zuo Wuzhou was secretly on guard and took a step back slowly with an indifferent expression: "If you believe it, just believe it. If you don't believe it, don't believe it."
Wu Ding was embarrassed, secretly so ecstatic and excited that he rubbed his hands in disbelief, with all kinds of thoughts in his mind: "I have never heard of the twenty-one-year-old Soul Martial Lord. If it is true, then he is willing to If you join this sect, wouldn't it be possible for our sect to regain its prestige one day?"
Xia Feihu was afraid that Zuo Wuzhou would be violent, so he hurriedly told Wu Ding Zuo Wuzhou's wishes and conditions.
"I'll walk around and take a look." Zuo Wuzhou turned around calmly, wanting to think carefully about whether his plan was correct.
Jin Yan suddenly said in a tender voice: "Do you really want to join the True Xiang Sect? Do you know that as long as you announce your age, some major sects are willing to do so. As long as you join, you will get the Immortality Pill immediately, without any extra effort.
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Indeed, with Zuo Wuzhou's age, as long as he is willing to announce it, some major sects will nod eagerly and even offer longevity pills with both hands. Although breaking through Hunwu Lord and Hunwu Emperor is not inevitable, but depends on chance and luck, but in the future
With Zuo Wuzhou's obvious talent, there is still great hope for a breakthrough in the next few decades.
Zuo Wuzhou was silent and walked slowly. Naturally, his inner plan was not known to outsiders. He thought repeatedly: "Actually, which sect I join has no impact on me. It just has an extra sect responsibility."
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"Even if I join a sect, there is no way to influence me. If I open my bow, there will be no turning back. No matter what the scenery of the path of soul cultivation I take, there is absolutely no reason to look back. I will continue to walk on it unswervingly." His eyes said.
Resolutely.
If he could confirm which sect had the elixir of longevity, he wouldn't mind joining that sect. However, since he couldn't confirm it, he absolutely couldn't announce it. Thinking of this, he sneered in his heart: "I can't get it myself, and I can't teach others to get it either.
I know this truth."
If he rashly went to a large sect to join in exchange for immortality pills, if there was one, it would be the best of both worlds. If not, would that large sect let him leave alive? He had never been so childish. He would never risk his own life.
and leave your destiny to others.
"In this case, it's up to me to join the sect." Zuo Wuzhou's method of making a choice is very simple. Whoever is emotionally close to him is the one: "Anyway, I am increasingly in need of systematic soul cultivation knowledge, and I also need water and fire.
The second line of mind is the Dharma. Joining the sect will be of great benefit to me for the time being."
Xia Feihu narrated what he learned from Dao Qikou and what he had experienced along the way. He especially emphasized that not long after Zuo Wuzhou broke through, he killed Wen Ruyu and fought against the three great soul warriors alone.
Xia Feihu sometimes felt that what Bai Guan said was reasonable. If a soul cultivator like Zuo Wuzhou, who was very murderous, really worshiped the Original Sect, it would be a blessing or a disaster.
"Twenty-year-old Soul Martial Lord!" Wu Ding's expression was gloomy and unpredictable, just like Tang Xiaotian. After learning Zuo Wuzhou's age, his self-confidence was destroyed for a moment, and he suddenly thought that I was really a waste: "If this sect has
Just take the Immortality Pill."
"Master Xilin, he is only twenty-one years old." Wu Ding was in a daze, and with his cultivation level as Lord Hunwu, it was still hard to believe.
He has never been in such a dilemma in his life. On the one hand, he may accept Zuo Wuzhou. If Zuo Wuzhou has a good chance and good luck, he may not be able to become the Soul Martial Emperor and regroup the Benxiang Sect. On the other hand, he may accept Zuo Wuzhou.
Zuo Wuzhou attracted great enemies and destroyed the Benxiang Sect.
Xia Feihu understood Wu Ding's thoughts so well that he sighed to himself: "Elder, we need to make a decision early. Master Zuo is very determined, cold and unsociable. If we hesitate in the slightest, he may abandon us and leave."
uncertain."
"Elder, I have always felt that he is willing to consider joining our sect and will cry endlessly because I help his parents. He has the same friend, Tu Eryi; but he expressed his intention thoroughly.
It's not that Wu Ding is too indecisive, the soul refining secrets are strictly confidential in all sects.
In addition, the major sects are loyal to their disciples and almost never accept disciples above the ninth grade. The fact is that Soul Martial Lord is a momentary hero who can dominate a place for a while, so there are not many who are willing to join the major sects.
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Zuo Wuzhou is the biggest alternative among casual cultivators. The chance of becoming a Soul Martial Lord among casual cultivators is not high. Even if he succeeds, there is not much chance to catch up with Soul Martial Lord. Therefore, many casual cultivators who think they can’t catch up are
Dear, I would rather sit in one place and enjoy peace and happiness.
Therefore, the major sects have always held a dispensable attitude towards the worship of Hunwu Zun into their own sect.
There will be no more mistakes, no more misses." Wu Ding was horrified and paced solemnly: "This time it is an opportunity that comes to your door, rather than us finding the opportunity."
That's natural. Without Xia Feihu's connection, Zuo Wuzhou wouldn't even know about the Original Sect, and there would be no way he would consider joining.
"Let's not do what he wants in this matter." Wu Ding gritted his teeth and made a difficult decision: "In the past, our sect has missed a talented person, and we must not miss it again this time."
"I, Wu Ding, will take the lead in this sect and win, just to see who has the destiny!"
The wind is warm and the white clouds are falling.
In the spacious and bright room, Zuo Wuzhou is like a sculpture, sitting cross-legged without moving. His eyes are filled with deep light.
Wu Ding was pacing anxiously outside the house. For him in the Benxiang Sect, this was a very important bet, equivalent to putting all his money into it. It was not a bet on Zuo Wuzhou's potential, but a bet on Zuo Wuzhou's ability to practice.
The heart of the soul is whether the promise will be fulfilled in the future.
Bai Guan was a little weak and sighed and thought to himself: "The elder has always been kind to others and has a gentle temperament. To put it bluntly, he is indecisive. After making such a big decision, no wonder the elder is uneasy."
Bai Guan has no doubt that Zuo Wuzhou has the potential to become the Soul Martial Emperor. Whether he can succeed depends on chance and luck. But he is also unsure whether Zuo Wuzhou will fulfill his promise in two years.
Using Hunwu Zun's unique perception again, Bai Guan was shocked again: "It's been almost five hours, and he can actually sit in one position and remain motionless for five hours. Is he really twenty-one years old? And
Not two hundred and ten years old!"
A Soul Monk's cultivation level is influenced most by the three things of talent, talent, and diligence. As for opportunities such as adventures and insights, even if they are obtained occasionally, they are just unexpected blessings.
The above is common sense that Zuo Wuzhou has known in the past.
But at this time, he witnessed with his own eyes the martial master-level mind method of the water, wood, and fire three systems of the Benxiang Sect, and he was moved: "It turns out that what affects the speed of cultivation is the soul-refining mind method. The quality of the mind method can also affect cultivation.
Spend.".
"Unexpectedly, I thought I knew a lot. When I became Soul Martial Lord, I realized that the world is so big and there are so many things that I actually know nothing about." Zuo Wuzhou sighed with emotion.
I don't know the saying "the more knowledge you have, the less you know", but he has a similar sentiment.
The purpose of cultivating is to become stronger. To purify and enlarge the soul power, to reach the limit of the soul aperture, and to clear the meridians.
All these are the key to becoming stronger. A good soul-refining mental method can do much more than an inferior mental method at the same time.
Zuo Wuzhou was shocked. He was annoyed at first, and then calmed down: "It seems that the mental method I cultivated before I became the Soul Martial Lord, even if it is good, is only very limited. It is as it should be. The world is so big, except for my relatives.
, every benefit comes at a price.”
"No matter what, I didn't know before that there are good and bad soul-refining methods. Now that I know it, I will naturally know what to do in the future."
The quality of the soul refining method only has a direct impact on the cultivation level, and it will not be of any help to the battle.
"The sources of my soul-refining method are really complicated." Zuo Wuzhou said with a smile, including the gold element of Xilin's founding emperor, the wood element of the Shangshan Sect taken from him, and the earth element of Yuan Ba. Now,
Coupled with the original Xiang Sect, it is simply ridiculous.
"Even though the journey along the way has been bumpy, the scenery along the way has become even more beautiful during the hardships, and it has made me stronger. Compared to the soul monks who are sheltered in the sect and follow the steps, I still prefer to be alone now.
Go." Zuo Wuzhou had mixed feelings.
Without ups and downs, without tribulations, without the thin line between life and death, how can we cherish everything, and how can we appreciate the beauty of the scenery along the way. This is how the soul is cultivated, and this is how life should be."
"Compared to the delicate flowers that are so weak, I would rather be the grass that cannot be stepped on, beaten to death, or bowed to death." Zuo Wuzhou held his hands with determination.
Finally Zuo Wuzhou was waiting out. Wu Ding hurriedly suppressed his complicated mood and stepped forward to say something. For a moment, he found that he didn't know what to say and stood there in embarrassment.
"The mental method is very good." A smile appeared on Zuo Wuzhou's face: "Elder Wu, there is no need to think too much, I have already memorized the mental method, there is no point in thinking about it again."
Elder Wu was stunned. He looked at Zuo Wuzhou's steady steps and suddenly realized: "My years of practice have been wasted. When something big happens, I get confused first. Even this young man's determination is far inferior. Could it be that I am really indecisive?"
"Elder Wu, I am a casual cultivator, and I don't understand a lot of soul cultivation knowledge. Please give me some advice!" Zuo Wuzhou said in greeting: "Or, please allow me to read your sect's classics."
Elder Wu's eyes lit up, and he finally regained some sense of balance: "It turns out there are things he doesn't understand, haha. My old man isn't that bad after all."
According to legend, the Guanxin Terrace was the place where a senior of the Benxiang Sect achieved enlightenment. It is said that one day the senior practiced here with great concentration, and endured wind and rain for three years. Seeing the sun rise and set, spring passing and autumn coming, he finally attained enlightenment in one day.
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"Elder Wu, even the Soul Academy has taught young children that soul cultivation can extend their lives. It's just that they have never been taught, how much can they extend their lives?" Zuo Wuzhou's deep eyes were brewing with endless curiosity.
He doesn't say "knowledge is power" or "information is vision", but he understands this truth. He urgently needs more knowledge and more information to enrich his soul cultivation path and make himself stand upright.
Go higher and see further.
It was as if he had read part of Wang Ken's memories and obtained some information about Gu Junlin and Zhong Ziyu. He was able to see through the essence of cultivation at the seventh level, from the first to the ninth level, and to practice from the commanding heights.
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You don't know!" Wu Ding was stunned. He was really surprised how the young man in front of him could cultivate to such a state. He pondered and smiled bitterly: "It's very simple. You are so young, you don't have to worry about this."
"If you cultivate to the ninth level, you can extend your life by one period of sixty years. If you enter the Soul Martial Lord, your life will be extended by another two years. The same is true for the Soul Martial Lord, and the same is true for the Soul Martial Emperor." Elder Wu revealed a look of yearning: "It is said that in the legend
The "True Soul Heaven" has a lifespan of a thousand years."
"Is the rumored "True Soul Heaven" really true?" Zuo Wuzhou looked directly into Elder Wu's eyes, not daring to leak anything.
Elder Wu pondered, and slowly shook his head: "I don't know, it's possible. It's just that no one has ever seen it. If anyone really knows, it's the Soul Martial Cane."
Zuo Wuzhou lowered his head, with a strong look of determination in his eyes: "Emperor Hunwu!"
"Humans have ten soul orifices, three soul orifices, and seven soul orifices. Why can every soul orifice be used well, but only the middle soul orifice can be used? What are the left and right orifices?"
This is a major question that has been lingering in Zuo Wuzhou's mind, and Tang Xiaotian, who is also a casual cultivator, cannot answer it.
Zuo Wuzhou's tone was a little aggressive, but Elder Wu had a gentle temperament and didn't care. He muttered: "The middle soul aperture is the five element soul aperture, which is specially designed to accommodate the souls of each element in the five elements. As for the left and right soul apertures, there have been many since ancient times.
Lots of speculation, but never confirmed."
"It has been said since ancient times that the left and right soul apertures may be the apertures of the light soul and the dark soul, the living soul and the dead soul, the positive soul and the negative soul, and the yin and yang souls. But no one has ever been able to confirm it."
"That's it?" Zuo Wuzhou frowned secretly.
With Zhong Ziyu’s self-narration and cultivation methods, he knew that a perfect person is born with all three souls and seven souls. He thought deeply: "In this way, only with three souls and seven souls can one achieve perfection.
.Without cultivation, the left and right soul apertures can only have one soul and seven souls? Speaking of perfection, how can it be achieved?"
"We must find a way to find out what special cultivation purposes the left and right soul apertures have." He secretly made up his mind.
From morning to night, from sunset to moonrise.
Bai Guan's face was moved as never before, and he stared at the young man in black who was full of energy and tireless in rescuing people. For the first time, he felt that someone was so persistent and urgent, not only for soul cultivation, but also for the yearning and persistence of knowledge.
"I think I understand a little bit." The young man in black seemed to be hungry and thirsty. Bai Guan's eyes were slightly moist, and he unknowingly felt that the young man in black had something in his body that shocked and moved him.
Power: "Why can he become a Soul Martial Lord at such a young age?"
Bai Guan suddenly felt guilty and ashamed: "He is a casual cultivator, and he never forgets to practice no matter when or where he is. Although I have the reputation of being a genius, I have been wasting my time and indulging my talent."
"What have I been doing all this time?" Bai Guan looked miserable. The joy and pride of dealing with women in the past were gone: "How could I have made any progress over the years? How could I still remember my pursuit?"
Bai Guan closed his eyes silently, and when he opened them again after a while, he had lost his frivolity: "Zuo Wuzhou's great perseverance can even make him our ancestor. With his soul martial cultivation, he can ask for advice without hesitation, so why should I?"
His perseverance cannot be imitated.”
In the spacious room, there are mountains of books. Living in them, it feels like countless mountains are pressing down, making you dizzy.
"Good! It's really the work of a good man." Zuo Wuzhou's eyes shone, and he couldn't help but pat his legs and praise him. He couldn't wait to experience the heroic and joyful killing and fighting: "You don't look like a man anymore when you have to hold your hands when something happens."
What is recorded in the book is surprisingly a past event from the beginning of Gu Junlin's training. That was the past when Gu Junlin first became a martial master. Gu Junlin became famous and passed down the legend through the ages. At the age of thirty-one, he became a soul martial artist.
respect.
For the entrustment of an ordinary soul cultivator, Gu Junlin did not hesitate to madly hunt down another soul martial master with a husband's background for three years, until he killed the enemy quickly.
Zuo Wuzhou's heart was surging, and his whole body was boiling with excitement: "The feats of our ancient predecessors are truly worthy of being remembered throughout the ages. Even for an inconspicuous entrustment, we are willing to chase mountains and rivers for millions of miles, vowing to kill the enemy with a halberd. So.
How can those who can understand the lofty sentiments and ambitions? Even though the ancient predecessor was not as good as Hunwu Lord at that time, he was already stronger than Hunwu Emperor. It was just because he had the ambition to reach the clouds in his heart."
Even after a thousand years, he still couldn't help but think about the joy and passion he felt back then, and wished he could fight side by side with Gu Junlin.
When the ancient king came to Linzong, he was invincible with his halberd, but it did not enter Zuo Wuzhou's eyes. Instead, it was an annihilated past that fascinated him and inspired him endlessly.
"The ancient senior cultivated himself with the Soul Martial Master, and he was not afraid of the first-class sects. He dared to chase and kill for three years. Although I am a junior, how can I be compared with him? Whether it is Yunxia Sect or Chongyun Kingdom, I just send people
Come on, just let me go and do it."
"Senior ancient, you were born as a man of eternity, and your death is also vigorous and majestic." Zuo Wuzhou's eyes burst into stars, turning into a deep sky: "Although we are gone now, I still remember you. I will have a life."
The sun is getting better on you."
A ray of breeze came and the book flickered.
His mind was completely immersed in the sea of books for several days. Zuo Wuzhou knew that he was short of time and did not dare to do more reading. He chose some soul cultivation knowledge that was useful to him at the moment and studied it systematically as quickly as possible.
He is very clear that his strengths and weaknesses lie in cultivation, and he is extremely focused on cultivation.
However, it is undeniable that, in this way, he never distracted himself from learning to refine medicine, weapons, and talismans. Apart from training and fighting, he knew almost nothing about refining medicine, weapons, and talismans.
Although he is self-aware, Zuo Wuzhou still has no intention of wavering. This is the path he wants to take. No matter how many thorns there are, he will go on and never look back. Whether it is refining medicine, weapons or talismans, it seems that
No matter how wonderful it is, he will never be moved by it.
Refining medicine, refining weapons, and refining talismans are all extremely profound knowledge, and a lifetime of study may not lead to success. How could he waste his time on this?
During the few days in Benxiangzong, he read many books carefully and quickly. Wu Ding and Bai Guan were Ziping's first time to see people who were so hungry and obsessed with reading.
There are countless sectarian classics, and throughout the ages, how many people have read them carefully. Even if the classics are placed in the house, even Wu Ding rarely comes to read them, and only consults them when necessary.
Seeing Zuo Wuzhou quickly absorbing a huge amount of soul cultivation knowledge like a sponge, Wu Ding and Bai Guan truly felt for the first time in their lives that "the book has its own golden house, and the book has its own beauty like jade". Many things are quietly around them
, but its importance is often overlooked.
Perhaps only casual practitioners, like Zuo Wuzhou, who know that "knowledge is power", know how to cherish the power and value of these books.
"Elder, have we ignored these books too much in the past?" Bai Guan was moved again.
Wu Ding smiled bitterly and gently patted away the thick dust on a book: "Maybe what we have overlooked is not only books, but also more."
"I have never been so eager for him to become a member of our sect." Wu Ding stared at the back of the surprised figure: "Not because he is a genius, but because of his "perseverance and fighting spirit."
The young man in black didn't notice the two of them behind him. He bent his waist and knees, immersing himself in the ocean of knowledge with a humble expression.
This was the first time in his life that he bent his waist and knees, making his appearance humble. Even in the face of the most powerful enemy, he never bowed his head. But the ocean of knowledge made him lose his fighting spirit.