bestfiction Chapter 222, The Second Method of Learning Spiritual Skills
Chapter 222, The Second Method of Learning Spiritual Skills
"You're the one who kicked me."
Xuan Jing's eyes darted around, and he stammered, but he couldn't escape the blame. Chen Dahai, sitting in a wheelchair, couldn't very well kick Yue Kaishan, could he? It didn't seem reasonable for Master Cuihong to have such long legs that he could kick his own brother's butt.
"Well, aren't we doing this for your own good? Fellow Daoist Chen, your injuries are too severe. We've already made it into the top twenty, so there's no need to further damage the foundation of your Dao."
The advantage of being the last team to participate in the trial lies in knowing the results of the other teams.
"Hmph, that's no reason for you to kick me. If you're leaving, you should listen to Brother Cuihong."
Yue Kaishan glared angrily, his iron fists emitting a mechanical roar. If it weren't for a senior figure watching nearby, he would have already started fighting.
"Wait, are the Cuihong brothers still inside?"
"We were knocked away by the firebird's attack. The captain must have dodged the attack and started fighting with the enemy."
"No, how could he possibly defeat a third-grade demon beast by himself? No way." Yue Kaishan glanced at the great cultivator beside him, who was slowly swaying a huge wine bowl, as if cherishing the "last sip" of wine, sitting cross-legged on the ground with great ease.
However, an unnamed pressure slowly rose up, and Yue Kaishan felt immense pressure, making it difficult to even take a single step.
The group stood frozen in place, unable to move or even speak. When they opened their mouths slightly, their upper and lower teeth began to collide incessantly, producing a series of teeth-grinding sounds.
Below the platform, four venomous eyes seemed to want to devour the people above them alive.
"Nanyangzi, we're out."
"No, no! Even the Blood-Hidden Pill I painstakingly refined couldn't do it, how did those guys manage to do it? I don't believe it, I don't believe it!"
Nanyangzi's demeanor had become erratic. He had fought his way out of the encirclement and made it into the top twenty. The potential-enhancing pills he had refined using all his family's resources gave all four of them strength far beyond their own realm.
It's understandable that the scions of those powerful families have higher cultivation levels than them, but Yue Kaishan's team has cultivation levels that are about the same as theirs, so how could they possibly achieve such high results?
"They cheated, they definitely cheated, they couldn't possibly..."
"Nanyangzi, calm down. There are no restrictions or rules for this trial..."
"That's it, it must be! They must have used even more forbidden pills, it must be! They must have burned all their potential, exhausted their future potential, it must be like this, it can only be like this, it must be..."
The teammates stared speechlessly at their alchemist.
We don't know about others yet, but he's on the verge of going mad.
A comrade tried to stop Nanyangzi's wild thoughts by imitating the method of a certain Buddhist master. He reached out and flicked the other's forehead hard, almost shouting:
"Donor, you are obsessed."
Nanyangzi was stunned for a moment, a glint of clarity flashing in his eyes. He lowered his head and remained silent. The other comrades looked at each other. Was it... a success?
While some were overjoyed, others were filled with sorrow. At the entrance of the trial grounds, a dark figure flew out.
The powerful cultivator in the bear skin glanced at the rankings; the numbers hadn't changed, meaning he'd failed to defeat a third-grade demonic beast in a one-on-one fight.
Immediately, he downed the strong liquor in one gulp, then took another prepared bowl and drank the liquor inside as well.
The loser has no right to drink the victory drink.
"You, carry him away," he said coldly, shaking his head. He thought to himself, 'What a pity. A seventh-level Qi Refining cultivator who could hold out for so long alone is a good prospect, but he's still a little short.'
The burly man stood up, and the bear skin on his body emitted bursts of lightning. In an instant, lightning flashed on the tallest rock, instantly attracting everyone's attention.
Apart from a few particularly attentive individuals, few people noticed Zhong Ming's team quietly running off.
Xueyan desperately wanted to rush to the medical area, but her duty kept her where she was.
From the highest point came a deep voice, as if solemnly proclaiming the will of Heaven, allowing no one the slightest thought of disobedience.
"Teams ranked 21st and below, your trial is over. You will have a month of rest. During this time, consider which wolf army you want to choose. We will take your wishes into consideration."
The word "at your discretion" was emphasized with particular force, almost implying that you had no right to choose.
The others were already prepared, and upon hearing this, they couldn't help but sigh. Who wouldn't want to join a powerful army? The Sirius Army was a place almost everyone wanted to go, but fate was not in their own hands.
Players from the top twenty teams were taken away individually, including those who were seriously injured.
Their value cannot be measured by their current level.
Zhong Ming felt swaying, as if he were floating in water.
Hmm, it seems like I've been dead for a while now. I feel like I've been a floating corpse for three days. I don't have to think about anything; I can just drift along with the current. It's so reassuring.
wrong.
Zhong Ming suddenly woke up, opened his eyes, and found that he... was indeed soaking in the water.
"Brother Cuihong, you're awake?"
Yue Kaishan was walking nearby when he saw Zhong Ming open his eyes. He was very excited. Although his arms were tied up like a mummy and his shoulders were fixed with braces, it didn't affect his happy expression.
"Hey, old buddy, what's this...?"
Zhong Ming struggled to lift his head and looked at himself, then thought it was outrageous.
Several people were carrying a bathtub along the road. He was soaking in the green water, and the smell was very reassuring, even more so than the medicine with calming properties.
My whole body felt sore and itchy, which felt incredibly comfortable.
"Hey, my gun...."
"They're all here, they're all here." Xuan Jing appeared from the right, carrying a large pile of things: a hook-and-sickle spear, a mother-and-child sword, a tortoise shell...
Wait, a tortoise shell?
I'm not wearing any clothes under my tortoise shell. Am I naked right now?
Zhong Ming suddenly blushed. What am I doing... taking a bath naked and being carried around?
I think I'd better pass out for a while first.
"Xuanjing...Brother Yue, how are your injuries?"
"Hey, we only have minor injuries. A few pills will do the trick." As soon as they came out, a staff member handed them precious pills with names they had never even heard of.
One bite, and the effect is amazing.
"By the way, what happened to that firebird in the end?"
"What can I do? I went all out against it, and of course I lost. How can a seventh-level Qi Refining cultivator possibly fight a third-grade demon beast?" Zhong Ming chuckled and brushed the matter aside.
The power of the sun.
The extreme of heat.
Zhong Ming clenched his fist. When I broke through to the seventh level of Qi Refining, I didn't have any memories of other moves. At the time, I just thought it was another ordinary breakthrough, not the minimum requirement for using a certain Spring and Autumn Hook and Sickle Spear Technique.
Now it seems that's not the case.
Besides breaking through realms, there is another spell for learning spiritual techniques: sudden enlightenment.
Today, I almost leaped into the midst of the blazing sun and comprehended the most intense move, "Great Heat." The right time, the right place, and the right people are all indispensable.