Chapter 74 Five years later, late stage of foundation building (subscription required)
Ever since meeting the ancestors of Maoshan, Shi Jian has worked even harder in his cultivation.
In addition to him, there are Simu from the Corpse-Driving Hall, Lin Fengjiao under the Great Elder, Qianhe under the Third Elder, Yinggu under Elder Feng, etc.
Almost everyone fell into a period of penance.
There is not much time left for them. In just a few years, this group of disciples will be able to go down the mountain and garrison in various places!
Without strength, garrisoning in various places will become an empty talk...
Of course, more importantly, going down the mountain and garrisoning in various places means that they need to be responsible for themselves!
When encountering demons and evil spirits, you can no longer rely on your master and can only rely on your own strength.
Unless they knew in advance that there was an unsolvable disaster, the elders of Maoshan would not go down the mountain easily.
Under such a background, cultivation will often achieve twice the result with half the effort, and you won’t realize how time flies…
In the blink of an eye, five years have passed!
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Maoshan.
Five years seem to have not brought much change to Maoshan as a whole.
But for Shi Jian and other disciples of this generation, this was an earth-shaking change!
Big Maofeng.
Because Shi Jian was extremely young when he broke through to the foundation-building stage, his appearance at this moment has hardly changed at all.
Wearing a black and white Taoist robe, he stood on the top of Damao Peak, with the true energy in his dantian surging!
As Shi Jian's eyes opened, a flash of lightning exploded in an instant.
Slowly exhaling, a smile appeared on Shi Jian's lips.
"Five years. I never thought it took me five years to cultivate the flying sword!"
As he spoke, a cold azure light burst out from Shi Jian's dantian, and grew stronger as the wind blew!
It turned into a three-foot flying sword floating in the void.
Shi Jian leaped up and stepped onto the flying sword. As his true energy and spiritual consciousness mobilized the flying sword, the flying sword leaped out and soared into the sky!
Flying...
This is what countless practitioners dream of.
Today, Shi Jian has completely reached this level.
As Shi Jian's figure became faster and faster, he flew around Damao Peak in an instant.
He came down from the flying sword, mobilized his spiritual consciousness, and the flying sword turned into a faint light and sank into his dantian.
In the distance, Wu Chenzi was smiling.
"Disciple pays homage to Master!"
Shi Jian flashed in front of his master and bowed to him.
Looking at Shi Jian, who was full of confidence and domineering in front of him, Wu Chenzi was also filled with emotion.
"Not bad, not bad, disciple, your sword flying technique is already unique.
With your cultivation at the late stage of foundation building, the world is so big that if the Golden Core Master doesn't show up, I'm afraid no one can hurt you at all!"
Wu Chenzi's evaluation is very high, and it is not an exaggeration.
So much has happened in five years.
For other disciples, perhaps it is just a slight improvement in their cultivation.
But when it comes to Shi Jian, it’s a different story.
The cultivation level in the late stage of foundation building, the pinnacle of Lightning Thunder Fist, and Golden Light Divine Spell. Wu Chenzi only knew that Shi Jian had performed the sixth level.
Just these alone are far beyond the reach of ordinary cultivators in the late stage of foundation building.
What's more...
Now that the flying sword has been nurtured, it has gained an additional terrifying magical power, and its killing power is even sharper.
“Master, thank you for your praise. Although my cultivation is decent, the world is so big, who knows how many hidden masters there are?
Everything a disciple practices is only to protect the master, family, self, and the common people."
After saying this, Shi Jian withdrew all his aura and became like an ordinary young man.
Wu Chenzi didn't say anything more about this.
Strong is strong, weak is weak...
The corpse-driving hall.
If Simu looks like this, he must be around twenty years old.
I have been practicing in Maoshan for fourteen years in the blink of an eye.
Although his cultivation is not as terrifying as Shi Jian's, he is also a leader among the younger generation.
In five years, from the fifth level of Dharma practice to the late seventh level of Dharma practice, Simu can be said to be very diligent.
It can even be called asceticism!
The young man is heroic and has already reached the seventh level of cultivation at such a young age. He is also making good progress in magic.
Leaving aside the magical arts for now, Simu had already learned most of Elder Wu's magical powers for creating and controlling zombies.
The rest is just a matter of doing it yourself.
"Master!"
As Elder Wu entered the hall, Simu bowed respectfully.
Elder Wu was delighted to see his disciple looking so heroic.
No matter what, he tried his best to teach his apprentice.
"Disciple, your cultivation has progressed well. You have reached the seventh level of cultivation. You can now go down the mountain and guard a place."
Hearing this, Simu did not look happy, but instead felt a little sad.
"Master, this matter of going down the mountain to guard...
In addition to the disciples, will Qianhe, Lin Fengjiao and others go?"
Elder Wu nodded at this, then shook his head.
"Lin Fengjiao, Qianhe and the others, like you, will go down the mountain to guard one side.
but……
As the headmaster is personally teaching his nephew Shi Jian, I don’t know what arrangements the master will make.”
What Elder Wu said was indeed true. As to how Shi Jian should arrange this matter, until now, the elders in the inner hall and the headmaster Wu Chenzi have not reached a conclusion.
The reason is simple, Shi Jian’s cultivation is too high!
It is too extravagant to let a real person who is in the late stage of foundation building and can easily rival a real person in the peak stage of foundation building come down the mountain to garrison one side.
It’s also a waste…
Of course, the elders in the inner hall have no say on Shi Jian’s final stay or departure.
The head sect leader Wu Chenzi simply said that he respected Shi Jian's choice.
and so……
In the end, it would be Shi Jian himself who would make the decision. Hearing that his senior brother might not be stationed in one place like them, the four eyes were slightly disappointed.
But he was not a fool. Elder Wu had told him long ago that he was no match for Shi Jian.
This can only mean that his senior brother Shi Jian has most likely already broken through to the level of a Foundation Establishment True Person.
After a sigh, Simu also recognized him.
He originally wanted to follow his senior brother Shi Jian down the mountain to garrison one side.
Now it seems unlikely.
"Okay, disciple, don't think too much. After you go down the mountain, you will have to face a lot more. Whether it's humans or demons, you will have to suffer a lot.
just now……
You should think carefully about what to do after you get down the mountain!"
All four eyes were silent.
In the courtyard of the great elders, the outline of the twenty-year-old Lin Fengjiao has begun to emerge, and she has the posture of a great master.
At the same time, Lin Fengjiao's strength is the strongest among the disciples of the same generation except for Shi Jian!
The beginning of the eighth level of Dharma practice...
With this level of cultivation, he should have gone down the mountain and stationed there, but he had not yet learned all the magical powers from the great elder, so he has not gone down the mountain yet.
of course……
It also means waiting for Simu and the others to come down the mountain together.
“Five years have passed…
I don't know what level of cultivation you have reached, Big Brother!"
Lin Fengjiao slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air. Although he was the strongest except Shi Jian at this moment.
But deep in Lin Fengjiao's heart, Shi Jian is still a mountain he wants to surpass.
Unfortunately……
Lin Fengjiao's idea was ultimately difficult to realize.
In the words of the Great Elder, the mountain that Lin Fengjiao reached today was nothing more than a piece of rubble that Shi Jian had disdained more than a decade ago.
The blow to Lin Fengjiao was indeed huge.
Of course, Lin Fengjiao did not refute what her master said.
Standing in the yard, Lin Fengjiao looked up and saw the direction of Damao Peak...
Meanwhile, on Damao Peak, Shi Jian had no idea that Lin Fengjiao had already been thinking about him.
Of course, even if he knew, he wouldn't take it to heart.
The realm of Foundation Establishment True Man is an insurmountable threshold for Lin Fengjiao.
Unreachable for at least ten years...
And Shi Jian, ten years later, may have already started on the path to the Golden Elixir.
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At this moment, although Wu Chenzi didn't know what to say more, there was one thing he still wanted to ask Shi Jian what he thought!
"Disciple."
"Master, please tell me."
Nodding, looking at Shi Jian's extremely resolute body, Wu Chenzi still asked what was in his mind.
“Disciple, you also know that according to the strength of your generation, you should have been sent to guard various places long ago.
But now...
Your cultivation level is far beyond what an ordinary place can accommodate.
Asking you to guard a place would just be a waste of your cultivation.
Therefore, the master and the elders of each hall did not count you as one of them."
Hearing this, Shi Jian frowned slightly.
It is the responsibility of Maoshan disciples to go down the mountain and guard an area. In fact, there is a lack of disciples guarding an area at the foot of the mountain.
Almost every year there are reports of inner disciples dying.
Among the 70th generation of disciples, less than half are left.
And the inner disciples can't even fill up the various sides...
For example, Jiuquan Town, one of the Three Evil Places, is only garrisoned by an outer disciple like Taoist Qingmu.
Maoshan, it is time to supply fresh blood to other parts of the country.
As the 72nd eldest brother of Maoshan, Shi Jian naturally has to take up this banner.
If Shi Jian's cultivation level wasn't too high and it wasn't appropriate for him to be stationed in that place, Wu Chenzi wouldn't have asked such unnecessary questions.
After a little thought, Shi Jian still didn't want to be bound by the garrison.
Of course, just like what his master said, it would be a waste for him to garrison one place...
"Master, if possible, I don't plan to stay in one place. I want to tour the world on behalf of Maoshan!"
After these words were spoken, Wu Chenzi had not expected that Shi Jian would have such an idea.
He was startled at first, then calmed down again.
"Disciple, have you thought it through?
Touring the world, with your strength, although not weak, but...
Just as you said, the world is so big, and there are so many monks.
There are also quite a few old monsters hidden!
Are you really not afraid?"
"Disciple is neither afraid nor regretful!"
With his brows relaxed, Shi Jian spoke in a decisive tone at this moment, without any sign of retreat.
That domineering aura also made Wu Chenzi sigh heavily.
“In this case, I will discuss this matter with the elders.
but……
Before that, let me try to see how far you have come, my disciple!"
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