Clan Cultivation: I Transmigrated With My Smartphone Chapter 500

Boom boom boom!

At this moment, the outer area was attacked by monsters.

Under the leadership of the Kunpeng Monster Race, one after another large-scale spells attacked the formation.

Lu Xuanji reached the top of Xuanji Peak, turned the formation, and began to resist the attack of the demon clan.

The monster attack is very fierce, but it is difficult to break the formation here.

Seeing this scene, Lu Xuanji couldn't help but sigh.

It is good to have a strong backer, and it is good to enjoy the shade by leaning on a big tree.

If the loose cultivator attacks the gods, he may be worried about some strong snipers. But True Monarch Feiyu, with the Danyang faction as his backing, hid in the mountain gate to attack the gods, even Kunpeng Yaozun had no choice but to stare outside.

The demon cultivators outside attacked violently, but they couldn't shake the big formation here. The so-called attacks were more for disgusting people.

More to interfere with the mentality of Feiyu Zhenjun.

If True Monarch Feiyu had a bad mentality and died in the calamity, that would be the best.

If not, then leave.

The attack of the demon clan outside continued, like a tide swept in.

In the Danyang School, True Monarch Feiyu is as steady as Mount Tai, sitting on the Taoist platform, refining the soul of the earth and the soul of the sky.

With the continuous refining, the aura on the body began to rise, and the Nascent Soul was slowly transforming into the Primordial Spirit.

This process was extremely slow. It lasted for three years, and the breath of Feiyu Zhenjun rose up.

Boom boom boom!

At this moment, the robbery clouds in the sky gathered together, and the mountain rain was about to come, turning into a terrifying robbery cloud.

Zhenjun Feiyu's footsteps flickered, leaving the mountain gate to face the doom.

Seeing this scene, the Kunpeng monster clan sighed and evacuated thousands of miles away.

The monks of the demon race who had been besieged also evacuated one after another, fearing that they would be affected by the calamity if they were slower.

The robbery clouds are condensing, and the black robbery clouds are getting more and more, gradually turning into thousands of miles in size. There are thunder and lightning brewing inside, lightning and thunder, silver snakes flying, and golden dragons undulating.

The first doom was bombarded and scarce.

Zhenjun Feiyu stepped forward, urging the spell to bombard away.

Doom dissipated.

After pausing for three breaths, the second doom came.

The third doom comes.

The fourth doom is coming!

Heavenly robbery one after another, one violently one after another.

The cultivators present looked at this scene, and they were all heartbroken and hopeful.

Boom boom boom!

At the time of the seventh path, Zhenjun Feiyu vomited blood, and the wound on his body was a little big.

At the moment of the eighth road, the injury increased again.

The ninth road slammed down, and Zhenjun Feiyu urged the golden pill furnace to charge away.

Boom boom boom!

The heavenly tribulation dissipated, and True Monarch Feiyu was exhausted, and his aura was extremely diminished.

The body is like dead wood, and there is no human appearance.

Only a faint breath still exists, proving that he is still alive.

"die!"

Kunpeng Yaozun stepped forward and was about to kill Zhenjun Feiyu.

Danyang Tianzun shot, and punched out.

With the violent noise, Kunpeng Demon Venerable flew out ten miles away.

"Fellow Daoist, go back!"

Danyang Tianzun said.

"pity!"

Kunpeng Yaozun said, waved many monsters into his sleeves, turned into a streamer and disappeared.

"Thank you, Master!"

Zhenjun Feiyu stepped forward.

"Okay!" Danyang Tianzun said: "Go back to retreat and recuperate!"

True Monarch Feiyu didn't say much and just disappeared.

He succeeded in transcending the calamity and became the God Transformation Heavenly Venerate, but he was also seriously injured during the calamity, less than 1% of the peak moment. At this moment, not to mention that the powerhouses of God Transformation can't be beaten, they are just ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators, and they should focus on recuperating.

Seeing Zhenjun Feiyu leave, everyone was happy.

Successful birth of the sixth god, which means that other monks can also break the shackles and become gods.

Saying goodbye to everyone, Lu Xuanji also left.

On the way back, I was also trying to figure out the changes.

In his perception, True Monarch Feiyu is still a bit poor when it comes to aptitude, and it is a bit reluctant to take in the soul of the sky or transcend the calamity. Just because the times have changed, the difficulty of the cultivator's breakthrough has dropped, and the cultivator who was impossible to break through has made a breakthrough.

After returning to Lu's house, it took only half a day to feel the sound of the void.

With the cannon shackles of the Lu family cultivator, he began to transcend the calamity.

Some attacked the Golden Core, some attacked the Nascent Soul, and the destruction continued.

During the tribulation, most of the monks fell, but a few monks succeeded.

There are five more Jindan cultivators, and three more Nascent Soul cultivators.

"This deity will open the altar and preach!"

At this moment, Lu Xuanji opened his voice transmission.

In Cangshui County, there are many immortal cultivating families, and many immortal cultivating families compete fiercely. In just one county, there are seven Jindan strengths, 80 Nascent Soul families, and thousands of foundation-building families.

Here, dragons and snakes are mixed, and the competition is quite fierce.

Due to a rule in the Immortal Cultivation World, some fights and fights rarely happen, but there are not many fights that happen in the open or secretly.

At this moment, on the island, one old and one young sit down the embankment.

The boy said, "Grandpa, what happened recently, why did you call me?"

The old man smiled and said, "Not long ago, there were rumors that the Lu family was going to hold a preaching conference."

"Preaching Conference?"

The teenager asked thoughtfully, "The Lu family, which Lu family?"

"There are many families surnamed Lu in the Chu Kingdom, but the most famous is the Lu family in Changyuan Mountain!" The old man smiled and said, "You have just built your foundation, you are considered a genius, but some common sense needs to be understood. Thousands of years ago, Changyuan Mountain is just a Zifu family, and the strongest ancestor is just a Zifu cultivator."

"However, a thousand years ago, True Monarch Xuanji was born, and after practicing for a thousand years, he reached the seventh floor of Nascent Soul. He once killed three monks on the ninth floor of Nascent Soul. The country's top immortal cultivator family. Up to now, the Lu family has 18 Yuanying Zhenjun, more than 300 Jindan Zhenren, as for the tens of thousands of cultivators in the Zifu, and as for other foundation-building cultivators, Qi training cultivators are even more difficult. calculate."

"It is rumored that Qinglian Tianzun has some fate with the Lu family, and even the power of the gods is a courtesy to the Lu family."

"Not long ago, the ancestor of the Lu family, Xuanji Zhenjun, was going to open an altar to give a sermon. At that time, all the monks above the foundation can go and listen to one or two. For us, this is an unparalleled opportunity. You It is best to go and listen to one or two, if there is fate, to be able to worship this true monarch as a teacher, that is the supreme good fortune... but it is impossible to think."

The old man shook his head and looked at his grandson, thinking it was unlikely.

The grandson is the root of the alien spirit, and he is considered a top genius, but what kind of person is True Monarch Xuanji, and how many geniuses he has seen.

This talent is nothing.

The young man said, "The Dao, don't pass it lightly? Could it be that the True Monarch wants to tell some scriptures?"

"In the world of immortality, advanced exercises are monopolized by some big families and sects. My Zhao family is still a little shallow, and there is no way to join the sect; but I want to buy it from outside, but I lack money!" The old man smiled: " It's hard to say, come here to take advantage of this opportunity to prostitute some top-level exercises!”

"Baby understand!"

said the boy.

"At that time, my Zhao family was also a family of Jindan, and it was also very famous. It's a pity that the mountain gate was breached by the beast tide. Most of the monks fell, and only a few monks escaped, but they also lost their inheritance!"

"Grandpa, I will revitalize the Zhao family!"

said the boy.

"I hope so!"

The old man said, "Don't put too much pressure on me! I'm old and useless, everything depends on you!"

A few days later, Zhao Qiwen followed his grandfather and stepped into the Changyuan Mountain Dojo, and he couldn't help but look cautious.

I saw the cultivators of the foundation building around Zhao walking everywhere, the Zifu looked like cabbage, and even the cultivators of Jindan were respectful and trembling.

There are also some Nascent Soul cultivators, standing respectfully, like students.

At ordinary times, a foundation-building cultivator like him is considered a high-ranking person, a high-level figure, and whoever sees it outside should be respected.

But here, he is only the most inconspicuous existence.

The old ancestors of Zifu who were high in the past, came here cautiously, restrained their momentum, and did not dare to be arrogant.

After arriving at the dojo, get the futon, sit there, and wait quietly for the conference to start.

There are more and more monks, and there are more and more monks on the square.

He just took a cursory look and found that there are about 130,000 cultivators gathered here, the lowest starting from Foundation Establishment, and the highest Nascent Soul cultivator.

"Why are there so many people?"

Zhao Qiwen took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and felt that the world was different.

In the past, Foundation Establishment was considered a superior person, and the ancestor of Zifu could shake it, but here it is as worthless as cabbage.

The grandfather said: "I heard that this time, not only the monks from the state of Chu were moved by the wind, but also a large number of monks from the state of Yue, Wu, and the East China Sea. There were as many as 20 monks in Yuanying who were killed by the True Monarch Xuanji. Not long ago, he also killed a half-step transformation god. Only God transformation Tianzun can kill Xuanji Zhenjun!"

"It's just God Transformation Tianzun, don't be easily dispatched."

"True Monarch Xuanji, the future is also the most promising, becoming a god."

When Zhao Qiwen listened, he was shocked again and understood the influence of True Monarch Xuanji.

Among the Yuanying True Monarchs, they are divided into four categories.

The first category, most of them barely entered the realm of Nascent Soul, and they could not reach the peak of Nascent Soul in a lifetime of hard work. Such monks occupy as many as eight layers of Nascent Soul monks.

The second category, qualified to enter the peak of Nascent Soul, but unable to go further.

In the third category, there is hope to take a half-step into divine transformation, but cannot go further.

The fourth category, there is hope to prove Taoism and transform into God,

True Monarch Xuanji is the fourth category.

The monks who participated in this preaching conference were mixed with dragons and snakes, and there were many.

Such an opportunity is so precious.

It may only happen once in a lifetime.

As long as you comprehend a little bit of fur, you will be rewarded.

"My grandson understands.

Zhao Qiwen nodded and said.

Time passed quickly, and about three days later, many monks gathered together.

I saw a man in white sitting in the void, with an unparalleled appearance, surrounded by immortal energy, as if immortals had descended.

Sitting there, the man in white exudes a terrifying aura. It seems that the mountains and rivers have changed dramatically in a single thought, and the universe has turned upside down in a single thought. It seems that it has become the center of the world in an instant, the heaven and the earth are rising for me, and the sun and the moon are dancing for me.

I open my eyes and the world exists.

I close my eyes and the world dies.

Everyone sighed in their hearts, the spiritual sense changed, as if encountering a fairy, only looking up.

Soon, everyone gathered their minds and quickly got up and saluted.

"I have seen the true monarch."

There were Foundation Establishment cultivators, Zifu cultivators, and Jindan cultivators, and even those Nascent Souls bowed to meet them.

Lu Xuanji sat cross-legged on the Taoist platform, looking at the crowd with a graceful expression, and couldn't help feeling a little emotional in his heart.

Time is like a song, the red dust is rolling, and it is a thousand years in a blink of an eye.

Now, he has died one thousand two hundred years old.

Recalling the past life, everything in the past life dissipated and became more and more blurred.

Thousands of years ago, he was just a little qi cultivator, still fighting **** battles for a Foundation Establishment Pill.

But now the time is fleeting, and today he is sitting on this high platform, above the nine heavens and clouds, looking at the more than 100,000 monks in front of him, but there are no more acquaintances from that year.

The figures of the past that can still be seen today, apart from the Lu family and a few Taoist companions, there are no other people.

Thousands of years, too many monks have died.

Concentrating his mind, Lu Xuanji opened his mouth and said: "Before the sermon, Pindao said the rules. The sermon is for inheritance, not asking for retribution, but asking for worthy of the heart, taking care of my human race, don't learn to slaughter my human race by demons. You have to remember that no matter how high your cultivation level is, you are always human. Those ordinary people are our compatriots, not ants. You can't forget your roots!"

"If you want to become an immortal, you must first be a human being. How can you be qualified to become an immortal if you don't even know how to do it!"

When everyone heard the words, they respectfully said, "Follow the teachings of the True Monarch."

Lu Xuanji nodded and said indifferently: "Then let's start this Taoism conference."

When he opened his mouth, he began to talk about the levels and key points of qi training, focusing on some subtleties. Everyone listened to it and practiced on the spot and made revisions.

Senior cultivator, not much has changed.

But the base-building cultivators changed their expressions one after another. UU reading www.uukanshu.com only slightly changed the exercises, but the exercises were running more smoothly, and the amount of infuriating energy was decreasing, some decreased by one layer, and some decreased by three layers. The quantity of infuriating energy is decreasing, but the quality of infuriating energy is improving.

Then, Lu Xuanji talked about the mystery of foundation building, the changes in the flow of true energy, the running of levels, and so on.

The Foundation Establishment cultivators present slightly changed their cultivation base, but the flow of True Qi became smoother, and they felt an indescribable sense of comfort throughout their bodies.

Then, Lu Xuanji talked about some of the mysteries of the impact on Zifu, as well as the quenching of spiritual energy, etc., and for the eight attributes of gold, wood, water, fire, soil, ice, thunder and wind, each deduced a set of exercises and began to spread. .

These eight sets of exercises have different attributes, and have the characteristics of high popularity, low resource consumption, easy entry, strong combat effectiveness in the same realm, and high upper limit.

As for the disadvantage, it is the requirement of high comprehension.

It is specially prepared for those low-level monks, those low-level monks who have no money to buy advanced exercises.

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