Meng Chuan looked on from the side: "This is the speed of cultivation that peerless geniuses should have. Junior Brother Yan is five years younger than me, but he reached the 'Peak of Tao Realm' before me. Junior Brother Xue Feng is older than me At the age of five, I have reached the 'Dharma Realm'. But I am still stuck in the Dacheng Realm of Dao."
Recognizing the gap, Meng Chuan did not underestimate himself.
There are hundreds of millions of people in the world, and every generation will be gifted. No one can surpass everyone in everything. Just be aware of your strengths and weaknesses. Your advantage is that you are very good at soul. The disadvantage is that your skill level is relatively slow to improve. It is only slower than Xue Feng, Yan Chitong and others.
"It doesn't matter if the skill level is slower. As long as you practice steadily, once you reach the fifth level of the soul and the realm of law, you can cultivate to the dripping blood realm." Meng Chuan secretly said, "At the dripping blood realm, I will be ten times more efficient in hunting down demon kings underground than I am now, and my efficiency will surpass that of all the gods and demons in the world. At that time, I will be able to make my greatest contribution!"
In the Blood-dropping Realm, I will be able to do it more efficiently! It's your most dazzling moment.
As for wanting to be more dazzling?
The seventh level of Yuan Shen is also auxiliary to help the human race. Unless reaching the 'eighth level of Yuan Shen' can end the war, however, with one's own talent, there is still some confidence in reaching the seventh level of Yuan Shen. The eighth level of Yuan Shen ? The hope is really slim. Even if it is achieved, it will probably take hundreds or even thousands of years. Will the demon clan give the human clan that long time?
"In the Blood Drop Realm, we will hunt down the demon kings in the world. If we kill enough, it will be enough to affect the war. Maybe we can win."
"If we win...then The world is at peace."
"That would be great."
"We can live a truly happy life with Qiyue." Meng Chuan smiled. These are the most pleasant days.
Although I have sworn to kill all the monsters in the world since I was a child, I am willing to fight with my life.
But what we really long for most is peace in the world.
"Continue to practice." Meng Chuan turned to look at the dazzling purple thunder tearing through the darkness, and waved the demon-slaying knife in his hand.
You can have the top strength to become a king."
King Zhenwu knows how important the state of mind is.
Some people are highly talented, but they are ecstatic when they succeed, anxious when they fall behind, and often compare themselves to their peers. When you're young, it's a good thing to be aggressive and strive for first place. But it is not a good thing for a truly peerless strong person to 'compare himself to others'.
A true "mind as calm as a mountain" is more conducive to practice. With a mind as calm as a mountain, no matter whether you are in good times or bad, you can move forward steadily at the fastest speed and surpass yourself again and again yesterday.
"This Meng Chuan's talent is the worst among the three little guys." King An Hai glanced at it and didn't care anymore.
He has even forgotten his son Xue Feng, so naturally he will not care about Meng Chuan.
In his heart, there is only cultivationOK.
He has practiced cultivation for many years and only believes in one thing - no one can rely on others, it is better to rely on oneself than relying on others!
He abandoned everything that could affect him, and focused all his thoughts on practice. Reaching the 'Dongtian Realm' in a hundred years is also related to his decisive mentality. At this age, King Zhenwu was not as good as King Anhai.
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On the ninth month of his time in the world, Meng Chuan is still practicing his sword diligently.
In the distance, the purple thunder is like a big tree, and the scene of countless electric snakes tearing through the darkness is so shocking and beautiful that even after seeing it again and again, Meng Chuan is still shocked by its beauty.
He was immersed in that beauty and kept practicing his sword.
"Wow."
With a slash of the knife, ripples in the void separated to both sides, turning into a dazzling lightning.
"Huh?" This sword attracted the attention of Yan Chitong, Xue Feng, King Zhenwu, and King Anhai. At their level, they are very sensitive to their surroundings. Meng Chuan has been practicing swordsmanship for a long time. When his swordsmanship transformed, Of course, I couldn't hide it from those four people.
"Congratulations, Senior Brother Meng." Yan Chitong walked over with a smile, and Xue Feng also walked over.
In addition to practicing, they also compete frequently.
The result of the competition...
He was tortured by Meng Chuan!
The sword technique is too fast and too fierce! Even if he didn't use the Yuan Mystic Technique, he didn't use his magical powers, and he didn't use the evil realm. Simply relying on the brute strength of their bodies in the 'Immortal Realm' and their unparalleled speed... left Yan Chitong and Xue Feng without any temper at all. Every time Meng Chuan's knife was easily placed on the necks of Yan Chitong and Xue Feng.
The strength of the top kings, gods and demons is much stronger than that of Yan Chitong. Even Xue Feng can only be regarded as the threshold of becoming a king, god and demon now.
"Senior Brother Meng's sword is getting faster and faster, becoming more and more difficult to resist." Xue Feng shook his head.
"Senior Brother Xue, when you step into the title of King of Gods and Demons, you will have the Infinite Realm, and your true energy will transform, and you may be able to block it." Yan Chitong joked.
Xue Feng smiled and didn’t say much.
Zi Yuhou is an older generation of lords, gods and demons who have long understood the realm of law. He has accumulated a lot of experience and has a strength comparable to that of ordinary lords, gods and demons. They all died in the hands of a fifth-level demon king.
And the fifth-level demon king died in the hands of Meng Chuan.
Xue Feng knows the gap.
"I was able to master the "Fifteen Golden Wind Swords" because I had an adventure." Xue Feng looked at Meng Chuan, curious in his heart, "And Meng Chuan is obviously not high in skill level, but he is top-notch. The power of the King of Gods and Demons may also be due to some special circumstances.”
He could only guess because he didn’t even know the existence of Cangyuan Cave Heaven.
In the past eight hundred years...
Yuanchu Mountain has only allowed five disciples to enter Cangyuan Cave Heaven. King Zhenwu, King Anhai, and Meng Chuan have all entered.
King Zhenwu also came over. He knew very well that for the sect and the human race, the presence of Meng Chuan was the most important! Before coming, the three venerables secretly told King Zhenwu: "In this world,If something unexpected happens during the gap, Meng Chuan must be saved at all costs. "
"At any cost? "King Zhenwu was surprised.
"We gave Meng Chuan a life-saving thing, but in the gap between the worlds, the life-saving thing is useless. So you have to keep an eye on him. In the future, he will become the king of gods and demons, hunt down the demon king, and one person can surpass all the gods and demons in the world. ”
“Oh? Then even if I risk my life, I will protect Junior Brother Meng. "King Zhenwu promised at that time, so after entering the gap between the worlds, King Zhenwu was always close to Mengchuan when he met the demon clan.
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King Zhenwu walked to Mengchuan, Yan Chitong and Xue Feng smiled and said, "Congratulations to Junior Brother Meng. Does Junior Brother Meng have any ideas about breaking through to the realm of law now? ”
“Difficult. Meng Chuan shook his head, "Watching the birth of the world, I know the direction, but I am getting more confused and don't know how to achieve it." "
"Take your time, going from the pinnacle of the Tao realm to the realm of law is inherently difficult. King Zhenwu comforted him, and then he looked at Yan Chitong and Xue Feng, "You two, don't relax. Xue Feng, your soul cultivation is too slow. As for Junior Brother Yan... you lack the most in the realm of law and soul."
Yan Chitong bowed his head obediently: "Yes, that's what senior brother taught me." "
A few of them were chatting here. King An Hai glanced at it and continued to practice, ignoring this place.
...
Time passed day by day. .
It was the tenth month in the world gap, and Meng Chuan looked at the birth scene of the world in the distance with some confusion.
"How to break through to the realm of law? I can't understand it at all. ”
“How do yin and yang combine? ”
“That’s all. ”
“Given the opportunity of the gap between the worlds, it took me more than ten years to cultivate the sword realm to its peak. It may really take another thirty to fifty years to reach the realm of law. "Meng Chuan made inferences from the practice time of other gods and demons in history. This is a rational judgment.
"I have been practicing for so long, so I will indulge myself in the last two or three months. "Meng Chuan's eyes shone, and he couldn't bear it any longer.
Wave his hand.
Wow.
A big stone appeared next to it, which came directly from the cave sky. It was taken out of the magic bead.
"Huhuhu. "The Dark Star Realm directly cut the big stone, so that the big stone was cut into a painting table and a stone bench.
Meng Chuan sat on the stone bench, looked at the smooth table, nodded with satisfaction, and waved his hand, Paint trays, papers and paintbrushes began to appear on the table again. When he was not in the world, he would paint almost every day. Even if he was busy exploring underground, he would sacrifice part of his sleep time to paint. Painting was every day. The time he enjoys the most. And he hasn’t painted since he came to the world.
The most important thing is...
"The scene of the birth of the world is so beautiful." The beauty. It would be a shame not to draw it. "Meng Chuan took a deep breath and began to mix paint, but his eyes were excited to see the scene of the birth of the world.
"Senior Brother Meng, what are you doing?" Yan Chitong looked at him blankly. Meng Chuan made tables and stools out of thin air, took out paper and brushes, and was still working on paint.
"What is he doing?"
King Zhenwu and Xue Feng were also a little confused.
King Anhai glanced at it, frowned, and showed a hint of confusion.