Chapter 1611 Path

Thousands of meters beneath the earth is a huge stalactite cave.

The cave is dark and damp, and there are all kinds of mosses, insects, microorganisms and other things.

Obviously this place is not suitable for ordinary people to live in.

but,

The people who live here are not ordinary people.

Although Wang Ming and Zhao Yun are not immortals or gods at this moment, they are only one step away from becoming immortals or gods.

Their current level of cultivation is at the ninth level of the mortal realm in the world outside the domain, and at the tribulation period in the realm of immortals.

It didn't take much time for both of them to cultivate to the ninth level of the mortal realm.

Wang Ming had to rebuild his skills many times because he had traveled through the worlds of the heavens. He was also a Daluo Jinxian and had rich experience. It could be said that as long as he was given enough resources, it would not be a problem for him to recover his Daluo Jinxian skills in one day.

Of course, it is absolutely impossible for Wang Ming to gather such resources in his current condition.

Zhao Yun also cultivated to the ninth level of the mortal realm in a short time. Although there were many factors related to Wang Ming, Zhao Yun’s own state of mind cannot be ignored. She cultivated and suffered hardships again and again in the time loop, which made her state of mind strong enough to control the sudden surge of power.

The major forces in the outer world also used similar methods to hone their disciples. They knew very well that after the disciples entered this world, their cultivation realm would definitely advance by leaps and bounds, so they were not worried that the disciples would not be able to break through the realm. Instead, they were more worried that because of the sudden surge in strength, their mentality would be affected, so they tacitly set the upper limit of the disciples' cultivation to the second level of the mortal realm.

For a genius, it is unreasonable to cultivate to the second level of the mortal realm in a hundred years, so these disciples are also repeatedly practicing the techniques of the first few realms. Doing so can not only increase their potential, but also allow them to consolidate their foundation and hone their state of mind.

"Have you thought it through?" Wang Ming's voice rang out from the cave.

Because the space here is relatively closed, after Wang Ming spoke, his voice continued to echo in the cave.

The cave at this time was different from the one they had come here before.

Wang Ming used the [Nanming Lihuo] in his hand to clear the cave, and all the insects and microorganisms in the cave were basically turned into ashes.

Then Wang Ming used his true Qi handprint to smooth out the bumps and depressions in the cave, making the place where Wang Ming and his friends lived flat and tidy.

However, no matter how tidy and clean it was, there was no decent furniture in the cave.

The only thing that could be considered furniture was the bronze chariot, which now doubled as a bed.

Although the bronze chariot was used as a bed, neither of the two people in the chariot really fell asleep. They sat opposite each other and looked at each other seriously.

At this time, Zhao Yun's cultivation had reached the ninth level of the mortal realm, and below it was the realm of immortals and gods.

For other trial participants from outside the domain, it was just a matter of following the routine and things would come naturally, but for Zhao Yun it was not like that.

Zhao Yun was born and raised in the world of [Shuiyuedongtian], and she would never be able to obtain it according to her original identity. Even the Tong family's skills were not something she could get.

The technique she was practicing was also invented by Wang Ming. He had practiced martial arts and immortality before, so he was very familiar with both martial arts and immortality.

At this time, Wang Ming was asking Zhao Yun whether he wanted to practice the immortal arts or the martial arts.

"Whether you want to cultivate the Way of Immortals or the Way of Martial Arts, decide for yourself. This is your last chance to transform your cultivation without loss."

"What have you practiced?" Zhao Yun was in a dilemma, and she couldn't give an answer for a moment.

Wang Mingdao: "In the early days, I practiced martial arts, and later switched to immortality. I don't know now."

Zhao Yun thought for a while and asked, "Why did you give up martial arts?"

Wang Ming said: "Because I can't see the road ahead, I haven't seen the forerunners on the road of martial arts, and I don't know whether the road ahead is a narrow path or a broad road."

"And you can see the scenery ahead of the immortal path at a glance." Wang Ming shook his head.

Zhao Yun asked: "Then why did you give up your cultivation and start practicing again?"

Wang Mingdao said: "There are too many pitfalls on the path to immortality. It is almost impossible to succeed in becoming a Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian."

Zhao Yun thought for a while and said, "So, it is wrong for you to switch to the immortal path?"

Wang Ming shook his head and said, "It can't be considered a mistake. Even if I had to do it all over again, I would still choose to cultivate the immortal path."

"There are many roads, but all lead to the same destination."

"When you have cultivated to a certain level, the forms of immortality, martial arts, magic, and witchcraft will be similar, only the core will be different."

“Although I gave up on the immortal path, after walking it once, I saw the scenery ahead and knew where my future goals were.”

"Relying on my experience in the immortal way, I will create my own way again, which will surely be twice the result with half the effort."

Zhao Yun paused for a moment and said, "You mean to let me practice the immortal way to lay a foundation, and then switch to the same practice as you?"

Wang Ming shook his head again and said, "No!"

"You don't have to do that. You're different from me."

"Although I don't regret practicing the immortal way, I won't practice the immortal way if I can achieve it in one step."

"Strictly speaking, I practiced the immortal way because I was forced to do so."

"Except for the master who taught me martial arts, I have never had any master since then. I have basically been practicing on my own."

"It can be said that we are crossing the river by feeling the stones."

"No matter how strong a person who has created his own martial arts is, he can't beat a mediocre person who has reached the ninth level of the immortal realm. The difference in resources between the two is even greater. I don't practice the immortal way, so I can't get so much experience at all."

"Without enough martial arts classics, enough time, and enough experience, I can create martial arts techniques on my own. It's not that I can't do it, but there will definitely be many big problems.

Cultivation is different from other things. If you are not careful, you may explode and die."

Zhao Yun tilted his head and thought for a while before saying, "If that's the case, why don't you become a disciple?"

Wang Ming sighed, "After my strength level went up, I didn't see a martial arts sect worthy of my joining. Even if there are stronger than me, they are only so strong. There is no need to become my disciple."

"As for becoming Xiandao's disciple! I was willing to become his disciple at first, but I couldn't do it."

"There is no need for me to join a weak immortal sect. A powerful immortal sect will investigate a person's spirit when accepting a disciple. If I go to become a disciple, I will only be treated as a spy." "You are here to practice immortal techniques. I have practiced the realms before achieving the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian. So you don't have to worry about techniques and experience. I can provide you with all of these."

"And if you choose the martial arts, then you can only practice the skills I created."

Zhao Yun understood what Wang Ming meant. If she chose the immortal technique, it would mean that she would practice to the level of Daluo Jinxian before thinking about what path she wanted to take.

If you want to practice martial arts, then you should follow Wang Ming.

"I will practice martial arts." Zhao Yun finally made a decision.

Wang Ming nodded upon hearing this. Then he said, "You are actually lucky. One of the important reasons why I turned to cultivating immortality is that martial arts secrets often retain the spiritual will of the person who created the technique. If you practice improperly, it is easy to become a vassal puppet of the creator.

There are relatively few problems with immortal cultivation techniques."

Zhao Yun was surprised and asked, "Is there still such a question?"

Wang Ming said: "That's right! If you want to practice martial arts, I will only take you to the entrance. After that, it is up to you to create your own martial arts."

Zhao Yun was shocked again: "What? If you can't do it, how can I create my own martial arts?"

Wang Ming said: "I will give you a lot of information I have collected. You have accumulated a strong martial arts foundation in the time loop. Even I am inferior to you."

Then Wang Ming began to preach the Dharma, and Zhao Yun was so enchanted by his lecture. When it came to the key point, Wang Ming suddenly stopped preaching. Zhao Yun saw that Wang Ming was in a daze, so he asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"Someone is spying on me." Wang Ming glanced at Zhao Yun, and then the focus in his pupils continued to expand, and his gaze passed through the stone wall of the cave and looked at the outside world.

Zhao Yun was shocked when he heard this. He looked around and found that there were only stalactites on the cave wall, and no human figures. He asked in confusion: "I don't see anyone!"

Wang Ming's eyes were shining with golden light. His gaze was no longer on the cave. He was looking for that person.

"Peek! Not necessarily with eyes."

"Someone just used the method of measurement to deduce my location. If I hadn't retained enough mental strength to sense it in advance and interrupt his deduction, our whereabouts would have been exposed at this moment."

at the same time,

On the ruins of the war zone where Wang Ming and his men had fought before, the younger generation of representatives of the major forces outside the domain surrounded a middle-aged man with a goatee who was sitting cross-legged.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man with the goatee spit out a large mouthful of blood, and then fell to the ground. When he was about to faint, someone supported him and asked, "You were calculating the Heavenly Demon Sect's evil spirit, and your calculations were going well. Why did you suddenly spit out blood?"

"Senran's cultivation is not much different from ours. According to your calculations, he should not be backlashed!" said Xuan Yi, the eldest prince of the Dayan Dynasty.

The middle-aged man with a goatee took out a pill from his arms and ate it. His weak appearance just now gradually disappeared. He was from Qianji Pavilion.

Qianji Pavilion is a medium-sized force in the world outside the domain. Its strength is not very good, but it is extremely good at divination and calculation.

When it comes to divination and calculation, they are the best in the outside world.

The reason why they are ranked first is because the Twelve Origins look down on this ability. Not to mention the low combat power, there are too many concerns when calculating, and if they are not careful, they will be backfired.

If the backlash is mild, you just need to lie down and rest for a while. If it is serious, you will die immediately.

Their Qianji Pavilion had the reputation of being number one in calculations, and it looked very glorious, but in fact, their lives were extremely miserable.

The people of the Twelve Origin Forces were unwilling to practice the method of calculation themselves, but they needed the ability to calculate, so the people of Qianji Pavilion were used as consumables by the Twelve Origin Forces.

There was once a leader of Qianji Pavilion who was unwilling to continue like this and personally wiped out his own sect.

As a result, the next day,
The twelve origin forces immediately brought in new people from all over the world and set up the same sign at the original address.

Afterwards, the people from Qianji Pavilion accepted their fate.

At this time, the middle-aged man with a goatee said with a serious expression.

"The Heavenly Demon Sect is very strange. I just calculated along the trajectory of his fate and found that his path ahead was a fog, and I couldn't see it at all. Then I decided to find the location of his body based on the direction, and then my calculation was forcibly interrupted by a force."

The veiled woman in white frowned and thought for a while, then said in a gentle voice: "It's not surprising that the calculation failed."

"No one has been able to tell how many people there are in the Demon Sect."

"The Demonic Sect has a very rich heritage, so it's not surprising that the descendants of this generation have treasures that can conceal the secrets of the heavens."

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man with a goatee was secretly delighted and glad that he survived this time.

But Xuan Yi said at this time: "I remember that the intelligence I collected mentioned that Tianmo Senran took Zhao Yun with him wherever he went."

"The demon has a secret method to conceal the secrets of heaven. If you can't figure it out, then you can plot against that bitch Zhao Yun."

The middle-aged man with a goatee looked bitter upon hearing this, but when he thought about measuring an indigenous woman, he was not so resistant. He took out a special compass with the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches engraved on it and began to deduce in an orderly manner.

But this time, as soon as he finished the deduction, he spat out a large mouthful of blood again, and the backlash was even more severe than the previous one.

When everyone saw this scene, their faces became extremely gloomy.

"Is the Demonic Sect so wealthy? They actually have two treasures that can conceal the secrets of heaven?" Xuan Yi complained.

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In the underground cave.

Wang Ming was extremely grateful. If he had not discovered that Zhao Yun had been plotted against and immediately followed the trail to find the past, Wang Ming would definitely not have known that Zhao Yun had been plotted against.

At that time, someone found him based on the coordinates leaked by Zhao Yun.

"What's going on with this group of people? It seems like they gathered together to target me on purpose." Wang Ming thought puzzledly.

Then he looked around the cave and thought to himself, "The deduction failed. I should use other exploration methods later. This kind of cave needs to be modified, otherwise my whereabouts will be exposed."

Then, Wang Ming drew special Taoist patterns in various places in the cave, forming a hidden confusing barrier, so that people would ignore this place when scanning from the outside.

This process was done very quickly without wasting much time. After it was finished, Wang Ming said to Zhao Yun: "Now use the [Daohua] to break through the realm and enter the divine realm."

Zhao Yun nodded, took the three Taoist flowers, began to adjust his mentality, and began to prepare to break through.

Wang Ming planned to break through to the Divine Realm after Zhao Yun did. With Zhao Yun as his Divine Realm guardian, he would feel more at ease when he broke through.

(End of this chapter)