Martial Cultivator

When he returned home, except for the initial quarrel with the man across from him, he had a leisurely few days. Chen Chao was preparing elixirs and starting a new round of body polishing, so now he was grinding medicinal materials and mixing proportions every time. , he put each herb into the medicine grinder and crushed it slowly. When the elixir was crushed, the aroma unique to the elixir filled the air and spread throughout the yard, making people just inhale some of the aroma. , I felt refreshed.

Chen Chao was flipping through a book while preparing the elixirs.

It was something handed out by the guardian envoy's yamen. Together with another monster illustration booklet, there were two books in total. The latter recorded various monsters common in the Liang Dynasty. On the one hand, the guardian envoy investigated and handled the case, and the other explained each realm of martial arts. , as well as the necessary elixir, both books are very important to Chen Chao who is moving forward on the road of martial arts.

"Just trying it alone like this? Without a real famous teacher by your side, aren't you afraid of something going wrong?"

Xie Nandu sometimes feels that this young man in black shirt is very cautious, but at many times, he feels that this young man in black shirt is a bit bold. It is rare to say that he is self-taught in a practice, especially a monk. The sect has teachers to teach, countless Taoist methods summarized by predecessors, and supplements with elixirs. Therefore, under such complete conditions, monks from large sects can always go further than those from ordinary small sects. .

And the Chen Chao in front of him, is it because he is a genius that he already has these things in mind?

"You are really brave."

Xie Nandu sat in front of the stove, his face flushed, and continued to mutter to himself, "I don't know what cultivation is like..."

Chen Chao carefully put the ground herbs into a small bottle and put them away carefully. Then he glanced at Xie Nandu and asked, "Didn't anyone say that your mouth is broken?"

Xie Nandu frowned and his face turned a little red, as if he realized that he had lost his composure. He was silent for a while and asked, "Can you tell me about those realms of cultivation? I really want to know."

"Mr. Bailu Xie, are you so stingy that you don't even tell you this?"

Chen Chao lowered his head and carefully cleaned the herbs in his hands.

"If I want you to take care of it, will you tell me?"

Xie Nandu stared at Chen Chao.

"There's nothing to say. When you get to the Divine Capital, you'll know everything." Chen Chao didn't even raise his head, thinking about the mixture of herbs.

"Ten pieces of heavenly money!" Xie Nandu shook the money bag in his hand, and the sound of the heavenly money colliding was very pleasant.

Chen Chao smiled faintly, "I didn't want to say it at first, but seeing that you are so eager to learn, I couldn't bear to refuse..."

He held out his hand and raised an eyebrow.

What this means is self-evident.

Xie Nandu took out five pieces of heavenly money with an expressionless expression.

"Not ten?"

Chen Chao frowned and stared at the girl in front of him with an unkind expression.

"Deposit money."

Xie Nandu put away his money bag with a smile on his lips.

Chen Chao snorted but cleared his throat without saying anything else.

"There are many schools of monks in worldly cultivation, but after all, they are actually divided into three categories: monks, martial artists, and the last category is demon cultivators."

"As far as the human race is concerned, there are only monks and warriors. Although the two are different, their realm divisions are the same. They both have six realms."

"The first realm is called the Royal Dharma, but the monks call it the initial realm. If you can practice Taoism and form a qi machine in the body, you can move the Taoism and bloom between heaven and earth, like a flower blooming, then you have truly entered the realm. The threshold of spiritual practice can be called a monk."

"The second realm is the spiritual platform. A spiritual platform is built inside the body. The strength of the spiritual platform is determined by the urine and urine, and also determines whether the road ahead is easy. It is said that when ordinary monks look at the small world of their own bodies, the size of the spiritual platform is only It’s just the size of a millstone, and for those who are true geniuses, the spiritual platform will only be larger. As for the upper limit, I don’t know.”

"Then how big is your memorial platform?"

At this point, before Chen Chao could continue to speak, Xie Nandu interrupted and looked at him curiously.

Chen Chao twitched the corner of his mouth and shook his head, "Secret."

It's not that he doesn't want to talk about this kind of thing, but he really can't say it. Does he want to tell the other party that when he first entered the spiritual platform realm, the spiritual platform in his body was not as big as a millstone?

After regaining his composure, he continued: "

After the spiritual platform is the divine treasure, which is the third realm. At this realm, the soul will become extremely tough, fully aware of the wonders of cultivation, and already a great monk. "

"The sea of ​​suffering is the most important part of cultivation. Countless geniuses in the world have failed before this state. If you fail to survive the sea of ​​suffering, you cannot be called a truly strong person."

Having said this, Chen Chao paused and said softly, "After crossing the sea of ​​suffering, the flowers bloom on the other side. That is the fifth realm, the other side."

"I have walked the road that I should take, and seen all the scenery that I should see. What will happen in the end? If I can forget the suffering and worries in the world, I will never be defeated by others again, and I will become a peerless strong man who can be recorded in the annals of history. ”

Chen Chao said seriously, "The last state is to forget your worries."

The monks in the world, when they reach the realm of Wangyou, are the strongest in the world, and almost no one dares to provoke him. After all, a monk at this level can influence the general trend of the world with just a few moves.

As for the warrior...

A martial artist who has reached this level would dare to fight even if he encounters the gods in the sky. .🅆.

But depending on the difficulty of martial arts training, it is really too difficult to reach this state.

In the entire Liang Dynasty, all the warriors with this level were probably in the Northern Territory.

"What state are you in now?" Xie Nandu looked at Chen Chao with curiosity shining in his eyes.

Chen Chao ignored her, but just spread his hands and asked for the remaining Wu Meitian money, "I didn't say I would talk about this issue before. If you want to hear it, you have to pay more... It won't work either."

Seeing that when he opened his mouth, the other party immediately took out his money bag, indicating that he was going to spend a lot of money, Chen Chao immediately changed his mind and was unwilling to say more.

Xie Nandu took out the remaining five pieces of heavenly money, placed them in Chen Chao's palm, and said with some melancholy, "It's a bit boring."

Chen Chao put away the money and began to continue thinking about his elixir, but he still said casually, "You can also tell a story you know. The previous one about Jianqi Mountain is good."

Chen Chao actually lacks a complete understanding of the entire world, but he doesn't want to make it too obvious.

"The stories are all written by others. It's hard to say whether they are true or not. Take the previous story about Jianqi Mountain as an example. In fact, there are many doubts. The sword

Qishan has always been peaceful and does not compete with others. How could it kill the other party just because the other party's price is too low? But not many people seem to care about the specific truth. "

"The demon clan is in the north. As long as they stay in the north and don't go south again, they will think it is a great thing."

Xie Nandu murmured, "You can see the sun but not your old capital."

Chen Chao was startled, but remained silent.

"You will definitely become a monk in the future. There are three religions and nine schools, and there are many schools. Do you have any specific direction?"

Chen Chao asked this question out of nowhere.

Among monks, swordsmen are famous for their killing power. A flying sword can kill people from thousands of miles away. It is an absolute swordsman's method. Qi practitioners absorb the luck of heaven and earth for their own use, and are in harmony with the way of heaven, so their practice is smoothest. Talisman cultivators use a yellow talisman to carry their practice. When they practice in difficult places, a yellow talisman will bear great terror...

In addition to these, there are many other directions of practice, similar to the demon exorcist among Qi practitioners, who was beaten to death by Chen Chao before.

When Xie Nandu entered the capital of the gods this time, if there were no accidents, she would definitely enter the academy, which would mean joining the Confucian sect, but that was only a matter of orthodoxy and did not involve the direction of her future practice.

"I don't know. How about I become a martial artist too?"

Xie Nandu's little face looked a little eager to try.

Female martial artist, who will come and who will die in the future?

When Chen Chao thought of that scene, he felt a little horrified. He quickly shook his head and then stopped thinking about it.

If such a beautiful girl really becomes a female martial artist one day, the sense of déjà vu should not be too scary.

Xie Nandu actually knew her future destiny very well. Wu Fu was just talking about it. Among the three thousand avenues, the one she was least likely to enter was Wu Fu's.

After earning ten pieces of gold, Chen Chao decided to ignore the girl in front of him and began to make the final preparations. After preparing all the powders, he stood up and left the corridor.

Xie Nandu sat in front of the stove, not knowing what he was thinking about, but just thinking about it, he couldn't help laughing.

But I don’t know how long these quiet and beautiful days can last.