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Chapter 215 Two legends(1/2)

That inexplicable sense of familiarity and smoothness made Gu Wuyou involuntarily indulge in it. No matter how long he meditated, he never felt impatient. No, it should be said that he simply ignored the existence of time.

Gu Wuyou was woken up.

At a certain moment, Little Jiling whispered in his ear: "Stop practicing, Hong San has been waiting for you for several hours."

Gu Wuyou slowly opened his eyes.

Hong San was standing opposite, looking at him thoughtfully.

"Senior." Gu Wuyou stood up and saluted.

"You practice very hard, no wonder you advanced so quickly." Hong San smiled slightly.

Of course, he himself probably doesn't believe this. No matter how brave and diligent he is in cultivation, he can't reach the peak of the golden elixir in just two years.

Gu Wuyou: "I'm sorry, senior, I've been waiting for a long time."

Hong San blinked: "How do you know that I have been waiting for a long time?"

Gu Wuyou was immediately speechless: "This..."

"Okay, I'm really interested in the secrets you have, but if you don't want to tell me, I won't force you to do anything. This is the modified method, take it to teach your disciples."

Gu Wuyou took the jade pupil slip handed by Hong San, and looked through it quickly with his spiritual consciousness. He couldn't help but admire: "Senior's action is indeed extraordinary!"

This is not a deliberate compliment.

In a few days, it is not an easy task to modify a Taoist priest's method of overcoming tribulation into a monk's method of immortality.

As mentioned before, there is basically no difference between the methods of monks and Taoists.

But the difference is still there after all.

You must know that the masters of Hedao have cultivated to the extreme to overcome the tribulation. This is not their pursuit, but the will of Heaven. It is the final test that they have to accept. Therefore, directly replacing the tribulation with immortality is deceiving oneself and others.

It is necessary to make slight modifications to the realm of Hedao to avoid disturbing the rules of transcending tribulations and switch to another path acceptable to the way of heaven - that is, immortality.

Naturally, the modifications will be different for specific techniques.

Although Hong San has read the Shenxu Sect's teachings, it still takes a few days to thoroughly understand them and make appropriate modifications, which is still incredible.

Having said that...

Hong San is also an inventor.

It is said that the Spirit Gathering Box used by various sects to test their talents was invented by Hong San. Creating a Spirit Gathering Box by referring to traditional Spirit Gathering Arrays and Spirit Gathering spells is also not something that anyone can do.

It can be seen that Hong San is an expert among experts.

"As long as you don't blame me." Hong San waved his hand.

Gu Wuyou was confused: "Why do I blame you?"

"If you read the revised formula, you will be exposed to the realm of immortality too early, which will be very detrimental to your future cultivation."

Each sect tries its best to keep the existence of the immortal realm secret from younger disciples.

It would be better for Gu Wuyou to simply take a look at the specific training methods for the realm of immortality. According to the experience accumulated by the monk community for thousands of years, it is extremely harmful.

But Hong San had nothing to do.

The magic formula he modified cannot be left unchecked by Gu Wuyou, right?

Gu Wuyou is the leader of the Shenxu Sect, and the only one of the two remaining descendants who can practice. He doesn't have any elders to help him keep it first, and then take it out when the time is right.

Little Clever: "It won't work if you don't practice. It's not a big deal."

Gu Wuyou smiled bitterly: "Senior is joking. With this junior's talent, it would be overestimating one's ability to expect immortality."

Hong San smiled and said nothing.

But I was complaining like crazy in my heart: You have been cultivating to the peak of the golden elixir for two years, but you don’t even dare to compete with your innate spirit body. Where is your talent? You still have this little talent... You are not being humble, you are pretending to be B in front of me!

Yes, Immortal Chang Sheng will also complain.

As the saying goes, there are gains and losses, and everything is without exception.

The monks modified the techniques and no longer had the risk of being struck by lightning. Correspondingly, their state of mind also changed compared to traditional Taoist priests.

The Taoist priests of thousands of years ago did not pay attention to "cultivating to a profound state and regaining humanity." An expert is an expert. Monks must find their humanity. Ma Chengfeng's violence and Yuqing's easy-going are all due to regaining humanity.

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The same is true for Changsheng Zhenren.

When a Taoist priest achieves enlightenment and ascends to become a god, no one knows whether he still complains about it.

But monks in the realm of immortality are still...well, ordinary in terms of temperament.

Zhenyun is calm and gentle, and he completely ignores worldly affairs. I'm afraid he won't care about the invasion of white demons. Moreover, the heavens of this world cannot tolerate such an expert.

"So, will you continue to practice in the pagoda, or shall I be sent back to the Taoist Temple?" Hong San paused, "You can also visit the scene of Master Hong's death if you are interested."

Gu Wuyou: "Juniors should go back to the Taoist Academy. I haven't attended the special training for several days. I'm afraid the teachers will have objections."

"There is no need to consider them. I will take you away and no one will dare to comment." Hong San waved his hand, "But you must complete the special training seriously. No one can guarantee that you will not encounter the White Demon in the future."

"Junior thinks so too."

Special training itself is a good thing, and there is nothing wrong with enhancing the sense of cooperation.

Gu Wuyou believed that with the arrival of the White Demon, who was highly valued by all sects, the war would never be limited to the Barbaric Continent, nor would it be just a "small fight" such as Wuliang Mountain being attacked and Sanjiang County being massacred.

In the battle to destroy the world, no one can stay away.

Hong San nodded and said: "I will take you back now."

"Uh, senior, wait a minute."

"Is there anything else?" Hong San asked.

Gu Wuyou: "Senior has extensive knowledge and knowledge of the Taoist era thousands of years ago, and has read through the classics of the Shenxu Sect. I would like to ask, there is a senior of the I Sect named Jun Buqi. Have you heard of it?

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"How do you know Jun Bu Qi?!"

Hong San suddenly raised his voice, startling Gu Wuyou.

Well, judging from his reaction, it seems that he really knows Jun Buqi, but this reaction is very wrong...

Gu Wuyou, who was planning to reciprocate the favor and reveal some truth, suddenly changed his mind and said, "Although the inheritance of the inferior sect is almost lost, there is still a little bit left. It has been passed down orally from generation to generation."

"You don't even know the founder of the sect, but you know Jun Buqi?"

"Yes, this junior also finds it strange. Of course, all he left behind is his name, and no one knows about his deeds. Senior, isn't Junqi very famous?"

Hong San was silent for a long time.

"It's not surprising that the Shenxu sect doesn't remember anyone else but Jun Buqi." Hong San sighed, "Jun Buqi and Hong Zhenren lived in the same era."

The era of Hong Changkong... ten thousand years ago?

"Tahoe Tower has classics that record history thousands of years ago, but only I and Chen Xuantong can read it. I can't show it to you. I can only explain it to you."

Gu Wuyou saluted: "I'm sorry, senior."

"Everyone knows that Hong Changkong is a legend in Middle-earth. However, what they don't know is that during the battle of destruction ten thousand years ago, there were actually two legends in Middle-earth!"

Gu Wuyou's eyes widened: "Senior is saying..."

"The Shenxu Sect claims to be as famous as the Taihao Sect... No, the Taihao Sect is equally famous. Do you think it's just talk? There are many talented people in your sect, and Jun Buqi is the most outstanding one. In terms of talent, strength, and achievements, he is not comparable to Hong Zhenren.

up and down!"

Gu Wuyou was immediately confused.

Natural talent and strength are easy to say. The so-called achievements, of course, refer to the results against the White Demon in the battle of world destruction. Since Jun Buqi is not weaker than Hong Changkong, why do people only know Hong Changkong after ten thousand years?

Hong San saw Gu Wuyou's confusion.

"Because you are dead."

"ah?"

"Forgetfulness is human nature. A legend of death is certainly not as good as a legend of surviving, leading the spiritual world to integrate into the secular world, and creating a dynasty."

"Jun Buqi...how did you die?"

"The tribulation failed."

Well, it's consistent with Xiao Jiling's statement.

Hong San: "Hong Zhenren and Jun Buqi cherish each other. They are close friends and brothers who fight side by side. It was precisely because Jun Buqi failed to overcome the tribulation and died in the battle that Hong Zhenren decided to spend his efforts to modify the magic formula and replace it with immortality.

Overcoming the tribulation."

It turns out that the realm of immortality was created by Hong Changkong.

It's actually quite logical when you think about it, Legend of Middle-earth.

Of course, this task is extremely difficult. It must have taken Hong Changkong hundreds or even thousands of years to succeed. He even failed to overcome the tribulation in the end. Maybe it was because he spread too much energy and was not fully prepared.

The reason why legends are called legends is that they are different from ordinary people.
To be continued...
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