Chapter 228 What Can Be Done

"In today's hills, except for those who are not in the mainstream and are born with disabilities, every citizen of hills has innate power and is favored by hills. And this power can grow stronger and derive all kinds of miracles. This is the so-called ' The five major stages are "Golden Elixir", "Nascent Soul", "Distraction", "Combined Body" and "Mahayana".

"Golden elixir cultivators, compared to ordinary things, can naturally be called 'extraordinary'. But if we look at the entire hills, they are just one of the countless living beings. No one goes back to remember their names."

"After the golden elixir, there is the Nascent Soul. The Nascent Soul monks have already stood out and can be regarded as the backbone..."

Puppet Li Guzheng was talking eloquently. Suddenly, a vague voice appeared.

"'The material of bones'."

That's a terrible monster. Countless solid substances pierced out from his body in all directions, holding up a piece of dry skin. The godless eyes embedded in the leather were staring at Puppet Ligu. From this distance, Pupli Gu could even see the strange organs in the mouth of that guy that looked like the corpses of the people from the hills. It's this organ that takes the place of mucus and makes the sound for this monster. Zhu Ligu once suspected that this organ might really be some kind of creature, which was refined into the mouthpiece of this monster to help him pronounce words.

Even though he had been used to it for a long time, Puppet Ligu couldn't help but tremble and said cautiously: "What are you talking about? Can you repeat it?"

"'The material of bones'." The monster whispered: "This...explanation, why?"

"You mean... 'What does this word mean?'"

"What do you mean? Vocabulary."

"Bone material, bone beam, bone beam..." Puppet Ligu scratched his head and ears (of course he had no ears or cheeks), but he still couldn't figure out how to explain all this to the extraterrestrial monster.

The hilly people's concept of "bone" comes entirely from the Heavenly Punishment Monument. If you want to explain the "material of bones and beams", you must first explain to this monster what "bones" are, and then explain that such a mysterious and mysterious concept comes from the Heavenly Punishment Monument. After that, you may also have to explain the "Heavenly Punishment Monument". , it’s really troublesome.

Moreover...Puppet Ligu really didn't believe that this disgusting monster really came with good intentions as he said.

Therefore, it is really difficult to tell him what the "Heavenly Punishment Monument" is...

Pupli Gu finally said vaguely: "This is a rhetorical technique."

The monster nodded and solemnly wrote a series of words as straight as a scream on a strange flat board.

"Keep on, keep on, keep on."

The monster's words made Puppet Ligu tremble again. It's not his fault. In the eyes of the people of the hills, the Yuanlong star mammals are such monsters - they look at the Yuanlong star mammals just like the human race looks at the extremely realistic space monsters.

And if a Chinese human saw a freehand derivative made of a bunch of muscles speaking vague human language to him, he would probably faint from fright.

Therefore, Zhu Ligu's performance can be called "full of courage". [Of course, the "guts" here are not the same thing as whether this creature has a gallbladder in the conventional sense]

Zhu Ligu only trembled slightly and continued: "In the Nascent Soul stage, I have achieved something. Although I still haven't changed the capital of the world, I can at least spread my name."

"Golden elixir and Yuanying are the realms that can be reached through 'hard work'. But it is different at the top. So far, no one knows the conditions for breaking through the distraction period in the Yuanying stage - this talent, Talent and luck are all really indispensable. Sometimes, you even need a suitable opponent..."

"After breaking through to the distraction stage, you can be called a person. I won't say one thing, but as long as you wave your chelicerae, the stress will crack in the upper and lower directions [equivalent to "the earth will break even if you stomp your feet" in the human language) "Three shakes"]. And even the most powerful man, if he wants to achieve great things, needs the help of monks in the distraction stage. At this point, no matter how low your background is or how many connections you have, you can still meet the owner of this hill at will. ”

"The combined stage... The combined stage is already another level. Once you reach this stage, you are qualified to become the king of the hills and dominate the people of the hills. A strong person at this level can even decide the fate of the entire ethnic group with just one sentence. destiny."

Speaking of this, Pupiligu suddenly stopped, and then said: "The Mahayana period... I can't imagine it. Although I have heard the description, I can't imagine it. It seems that it is wrong as soon as I say it, and it is wrong as soon as I think about it..."

"So, what kind of individuals do powerful people exist today? How many are there? Who are they?"

Another vague question.

Puppet Ligu suppressed his instinct of fear and said: "Today's hills are full of powerful people, but if we really want to count them down, they are only two statues, five edicts and one supreme leader."

"Among them, 'one is the best', of course, refers to the King of the Hills, the Qinghuo Sect, the only Mahayana monk. Several generations ago, the Qinghuo Sect unified the hills and was the undisputed strongest. No matter who it was, no one could force it. Raise your wings and sweep across all directions, unstoppable."

"As for these two deities, they were the only ones who had never fought against each other when Master Qinghao Sect was sweeping across all directions. It was not because they were invincible and hid far enough away, but because these two really had no interest in ruling the hills. Therefore, there is no fight. But the remaining five emperors all admit that the cultivation level of the two is superior to them. We even suspect that the two are also Mahayana monks."

"The five Zhaos below the two masters are all cultivators in the late stage of fusion or the great perfection of fusion, and are only half a step away from the two masters and the peak. But this half step is forever. The five Zhaos were once defeated by the master of Qinghu Sect. Among them, the first general of Fu La, Nabulapu, and the chief coach Qingpus were both among the five Zhaos. However, with the surrender of Master Nabulapu and Master Qingpus, the name of "Five Zhaos" was rarely mentioned. Instead, there are four generals and three coaches. Now everyone generally believes that these seven are equally powerful, and the five Zhaos were only at this level in the past, or even below this..."

"Then, Son of Mist."

"Master Mist is not in this ranking. He is not a hill dweller, and no hill dweller can live as long as him." Kuiligu's His tone was full of hesitation: "Some monks think that the Son of Mist is the achievement of the hill people's practice to the ultimate realm, and is eternal life; but some monks think that the Son of Mist has only lived a little longer, but at a huge price - perhaps it is not as strong as we think. Some monks also think that the Son of Mist represents the 'strongest' - he is the end of practice, is..."

"I understand. I understand." The monster shook his head slightly in a twisted and stiff way [nod], and then raised his arm that reminded people of the dead curse beast in the strange changes of the hard organ, and said: "You can rest. I will always watch you."

This sentence is like a thousand years of black ice, piercing straight into Kui Ligu's soul. The insoluble chill made him almost forget to breathe, and he just stood there.

When he came to his senses, several men had already gathered him up.

The hill people are used to comforting each other in this way.

However, Keguibu was somewhat dissatisfied - or, here, he was the only one who could express dissatisfaction.

"Master, how can you do this!" Keguibu was a little annoyed: "What did he ask? And what did you answer! Ah? What if he came to invade the hills..."

"Then give him the food in the field." The master didn't care: "At most, let him enjoy the hills. In any case, it's better than death."

"But!" Keguibu's eyes were full of anger: "He asked you for information about the strong, doesn't it mean that he has bad intentions and wants to further dismantle the strong?"

"He, hehehe." Kuiligu laughed. He slapped Keguibu to the ground. In one palm, Kuiligu's magic power infused Keguibu's body and dispelled Keguibu's own magic power. At the same time, the immortal power in the air took advantage of the situation and poured in. Keguibu only felt that his limbs and bones [strictly speaking, these soft-bodied animals have no "bones"] were gradually losing consciousness, as if his body was dying.

"I am distracted, and you are in your Nascent Soul state. The power you possess is something you cannot resist. Similarly, it is just as easy for the big men of Wuzhao to crush me to death."

"Do you understand? This matter itself should not be ours to fight. Who do you think you are? Are you from the Qinghu Sect? When will it be your turn to worry about this?"

"You..." Fortunately, Kuiligu had no intention of killing Keguibu, and the magic power he casually injected gradually dissipated. Keguibu took back the control of his body. He said: "But if he follows your words and kills the two lords of the Five Zhaos or the four generals..."

"Did you hear what I said just now? To me, the Mahayana stage that the Qinghu Sect master is in is a realm where one can be wrong if one says it, and wrong if one thinks it. Similarly, you cannot imagine the realm of the Five Zhaos and the Four Generals. So, don't use your shallow knowledge to speculate on the intentions of that monster. That's very stupid, understand?"

Kui Li Gu said: "I am very sure that the monster is not something that the Five Zhaos, the Four Generals and the Three Masters can match. No, the so-called Four Generals and the Three Masters, even if they attack together, may not be able to defeat him. That monster moves - he is no longer what I could imagine. "

"In this case, whether or not I have this little information is no longer important to the four generals and three coaches. What determines the life and death of those adults is not this little information, but the thoughts of the monster. If the monster wants them dead, they have no chance to hide. So, it is better to let the monster retain a little interest in them... and us, so that he feels that it is good not to kill us. This is the only way to save the hills, understand?"

"This is all we can do."