Chapter 1001: Wan'er sits and transforms her mind into sublimation (2)
A monk's cultivation qualifications may play an important and indispensable role when he first embarks on the path of cultivation. However, as time goes by and his cultivation improves, starting from the Nascent Soul stage, what matters more is the monk himself.
After a lot of accumulation, in the stage of becoming a god, the qualifications are gradually reduced to a supporting role.
"Your mother has passed away. She should have given you some instructions before she was alive. In the future, you need to draw a boundary with Peilingmen. After packing up, you can follow the instructions of the jade slip and go to the new Lingshan Mountain to practice." Zhao Shoushou said calmly.
, but there is an irreversible will in his tone.
"The new Lingshan Mountain is certainly good, but your two grandsons have grown up in the sect and are not willing to leave here. Please ask your father to learn from it," Zhao Ying'er said at the side.
"My sister and I have grown up in the sect since childhood, and I ask my grandfather to allow us to continue to stay here." The two grandchildren, who were already over 100 years old, knelt on the ground and begged.
"Is it to continue refining a large amount of low-quality elixirs to destroy one's own cultivation qualifications? Or is it because he is greedy for the promises of some so-called sect elders here? Huh?" Zhao Shoushou did not show any mercy and scolded him harshly.
He is very clear about the little plans and small plans of some Nascent Soul cultivators in Peiling Sect. With the current state of Peiling Sect, if he loses his blessing, not to mention continuing to improve the strength of the sect, I am afraid that it will only maintain the strength of the sect.
The current situation is already quite difficult.
However, Zhao Shoushou was an outsider after all. He was already a Nascent Soul Stage monk when he joined the Peiling Sect, and his relationship with the sect was extremely limited, especially after all the familiar monks of the same generation withered away as time passed.
Especially obvious.
And with the improvement of his cultivation level, Bailingmen is not only unable to provide some help within its capabilities, but is becoming a stumbling block for him.
Since Pei Yicai had promised him to take care of the Peiling Sect before his death, he would naturally help him if he encountered some real crisis of annihilation in the future.
Some of the so-called sect monks who currently control Peiling Sect naturally don't want this to happen. Based on the current situation, it can be seen that the only ones who may be able to tie him down are the three people in front of him.
It's a pity that they only know one thing but not the other. A spiritual transformation monk with a firm Taoist heart must not be easily shaken by some external things.
What's more, two little guys who were originally highly qualified have become in this situation under their so-called training. Although there is no problem in advancing to Yuanying, the Yuanying stage is also the end of their cultivation.
"Of course you are free to choose, but my father will put all his energy on improving his cultivation in the future, and will never appear in the Spirit Training Sect again unless there is a danger of annihilation of the sect." The words have not been spoken
When it fell, it turned around and disappeared completely.
Including Zhao Ying'er, the three of them were driven out of the cave with a wave of his hand and sealed using special means. Ordinary monks could not even step inside.
Zhao Shoushou left Peiling Sect and did not return for hundreds of years. As a result, a sect that was on an upward trend became stable.
He didn't know about the changes here, nor did he care. At this time, he was in an inexplicable state of seclusion and practice.
Perhaps it was the stimulation after Wan'er passed away, or perhaps it was the combination of various external conditions that reached a so-called balanced state. The Taoist heart, which had always been stable and firm, has been in a turbulent change since returning to the cave on the holy mountain.
It erodes the clarity of the monk's spiritual platform all the time.
In normal times, perhaps cultivation and magical power are the foundation for a monk's development and growth, but what truly supports a monk to move forward is his Taoist heart.
Without a sufficiently stable and strong Taoist heart, everything is just a castle in the air and not worth mentioning. This is especially true for high-level monks.
The collapse of a monk's Taoist heart in the transformation stage is a devastating blow to any monk, and Zhao Shoushou is naturally not immune to this.
This is a severe test for him, but also an opportunity. If he can successfully survive it, his Taoist heart will naturally become stronger in the future. On the contrary, if he fails, not to mention the improvement of his cultivation level, he may not be able to maintain his current cultivation level.
It will all be an unknown quantity, and this is not unfounded worry.
There are countless such situations in the world of cultivation, but there are at least ten recorded monks in the divine transformation stage on the Holy Mountain, so they chose to self-annihilate.
An invisible force is raging in his Dantian. Whenever this force surges, his mana and consciousness will undergo drastic changes, and his entire body seems to have lost control.
, even the physical body that has been strengthened several times will have some cracks, and strands of blood will continue to leak out.
At this time, Zhao Shoushou was not in a hurry to try to heal it, or it could be said that he had lost the power to heal him, and was as motionless as a piece of bluestone as if he had lost consciousness.
"Husband, I heard from the little eunuch below that there are hundreds of third-level and above spiritual flowers in the royal garden, and they are all in the stage of blooming and bearing fruit. If you and I seize the opportunity, we may be able to break through the bottleneck of promotion in one fell swoop.
In the later stage of the Golden Elixir, it will be possible to obtain more cultivation resources." A handsome figure stood beside him very realistically.
Zhao Shoushou also became a genuine middle-stage Jindan monk. He just became a member of the royal family, and his status in the royal family was not high.
"If my father finds out, I'm afraid there will be some scolding." At this time, he became a little timid and lost his previous decisiveness.
"If the father blames me, I will bear all the blame. It's just some third-order spiritual flowers. My father won't take it to heart at all." Wan'er looked very loyal.
Looking at the weird Wan'er in front of him as if he had just met her for the first time, Zhao Shoushou was still deeply immersed in it and could not extricate himself, especially this unique and weird character that he had not seen for a long time but had been hidden deep in his heart.
"But, but, it is always not good to act privately without the permission of the father." Zhao Shoushou in the dream was not as decisive as in reality. He always looked forward and backward when facing the cultivation resources that were close at hand.
"As long as you can advance to the late stage of Golden Elixir, you can get double the amount back in the future. Don't be here, mother-in-law," Wan'er urged while starting to pick the elixir.
His spiritual consciousness was in it and he couldn't extricate himself. However, the Taoist heart and magic power in his Dantian were always tumbling, and were already on the verge of losing control. The pressure on the physical body was naturally getting stronger and stronger. The originally rare turtle
Cracks have appeared more and more densely in different locations.
A large amount of essence and blood is constantly passing away, and the originally rosy face has become increasingly pale, and the aura is appearing and disappearing, sometimes weak and sometimes strong. He is really on the verge of going crazy. If some effective measures cannot be taken in time,
Chapter completed!