In the following days, Meng Chuan still went to Qiandao Cave to practice swords every morning, and Liu Qiyue also increased his practice time in the 'Earth Fire Magma Pool'.
In the afternoon, Meng Chuan was drawing, and Liu Qiyue watched and learned to write.
For July, drawing is too difficult, but writing calligraphy is still easy. Every time the two looked up and saw each other, their eyes met, and they just smiled.
After that, the two will compete with each other at the top of Jingming Peak.
For a while, Liu Qiyue shot an arrow, but Meng Chuan resisted. After a while, Meng Chuan chased and killed Liu Qiyue at close range, and Liu Qiyue fled in a hurry.
The two of them went out as a pair, and there was no cover-up.
At the seminar, when they were teaching the Fa in Dongtian Pavilion, the two of them were much closer, which made many male gods and demons who wanted to pursue Liu Qiyue, and some female gods and demons who were a little moved by Meng Chuan, could only sigh helplessly .
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From autumn to winter, from withered leaves to heavy snowfall, Meng Chuan and Liu Qiyue lived their little days like this.
In the night, the evil spirit medicine bath was carried out for more than two hours, and it was carried out every day, as if he was tortured in hell every day, and he was mentally exhausted. But after each time, there was rice porridge cooked in July, which made Meng Chuan more determined to resist the pain.
"Fifteen days... 30 days... 50 days... 80 days..." Meng Chuan remembered the number of days in the eighth exercise, and every time he survived the pain, he felt a sense of accomplishment. Practice is close to success.
Finally came the one hundred and twenty day.
This is the last day of the eight refinements. Coincidentally, this day is the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month, the day when new disciples get started.
Yuanchu Mountain, Chonghuang Peak, Chixue Cliff.
The introductory ceremony is underway.
"... These images, a total of fifteen thousand two hundred and eighty-three gods and demons..." Yuanchu Mountain Master was narrating to the new disciples.
There are gods and demons and old disciples who have not become gods and demons watching the ceremony, and Meng Chuan is one of the old disciples.
He listened to the introduction of the mountain master, and sighed secretly: "Last year there were still fifteen thousand two hundred and seventy-one gods and demons. In just one year, twelve more mountain gods and demons died in the early Yuan Dynasty?"
If many ordinary gods and demons are counted, there will be even more gods and demons who died in the entire Great Zhou Dynasty, probably about sixty. If you look at the whole world, there are about 200 gods and demons who die in a year. And the gods and demons either died on the battlefield, or returned to their hometowns to die after being seriously injured. Under the long-term war with the demon clan, there are very few gods and demons who can live to the limit of their lifespan.
Losing so many gods and demons in one year, one can imagine how fierce the war in the whole world is.
The human race can still maintain prosperity today, people in many cities can still drink and have fun, and the population is large enough. It is precisely because there are gods and demons who are constantly chasing and killing the demon clan, and a large number of ordinary people who have reached the marrow washing state go to serve in the military. After the monster race is forced to enter the human race world, they must either hide, or rush in and kill them before slipping away!
"I really want to practice as soon as possible and go down the mountain to kill those monsters." Meng Chuan said silently.
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That night.
The hot air was rising in the bath, and Meng Chuan was still enduring the torment, which he regarded as a practice of will in his heart.
"It's the last day."
"One hundred and twenty days, one day without rest, I have practiced to the last day." Meng Chuan has a sense of accomplishment. Although he has set a plan for himself, he also understands that he has experienced more than two hours of training every day. How difficult it is to torture for one hundred and twenty days. He really did.
Meng Chuan didn't bite the towel anymore, but his hands were still tightly grasping the stone wall, his whole body was flushed, blood vessels were protruding, and some blood spots even ooze out from the surface of the skin.
This pain comes from the deepest part of the body. Even today, it is difficult to endure the pain, and it is all up to the will.
The pain finally subsided, and the whole body became light again, extremely comfortable.
Meng Chuan knew that the Jinwusha absorbed today had been completely refined, and it would no longer damage his body at all.
"Yeah." Stretching out his fingers, the black and golden evil spirit condensed on the fingertips, which was extremely destructive, and Meng Chuan nodded slightly: "Eight exercises are successful."
Immediately got up, evaporated the water droplets all over his body, put on his close-fitting robe and went out.
Liu Qiyue stood in the corridor with a smile and looked at Meng Chuan: "A Chuan, congratulations on finally succeeding in the eight refinements."
"Yeah." Meng Chuan couldn't hide his joy, "Finally it's done."
"It's really not easy to master the eight refinements." Liu Qiyue said, "It was eighty-three years ago when Yuanchu Mountain cultivated the Thunder World Destroyer Demon Body to reach the eighth refinement level. The last Thunder World Destroyer Demon Body reached nine You practiced it more than two hundred years ago. A Chuan, you have already achieved the eighth exercise, and you are expected to reach the level of the ninth exercise."
"Nine refining is not easy." Meng Chuan smiled, "Let's go have porridge."
"To celebrate your success in eight exercises today, I made a few more dishes." Liu Qiyue pretended to be mysterious.
The two went to the hall together, and the dishes on the table were indeed very rich.
The two sat down and ate.
Meng Chuan seemed to be eating happily, but actually remembered a lot of things.
"What's the matter, what are you thinking?" Liu Qiyue asked.
"You just mentioned the seniors who practiced the Thunderbolt World Exterminating Demon Body in Yuanchu Mountain, one was 83 years ago, and the other was more than 200 years ago." Meng Chuan said softly, "I practice this method, carefully I have learned about the history. Eighty-three years ago, the senior brother was named Gao Cong, who cultivated to the level of gods and demons in the Great Sun Realm. More than two hundred years ago, he cultivated to the level of Fenghou gods and demons."
"I know, it's Guihaihou." Liu Qiyue said repeatedly.
Meng Chuan nodded: "Do you know how Gui Haihou died?"
Liu Qiyue was taken aback for a moment, then shook her head slightly.
"I checked carefully." Meng Chuan said, "Gao Cong died in Jiuqu Pass thirty-six years ago. When the world entrance of Jiuqu Pass expanded, more than 30 triple sky demon kings poured in, and even more There are more than a hundred second-level Heavenly Demon Kings. Jiuqu Pass was directly breached, and all seven gods and demons including Gao Cong died in battle. Now Jiuqu Pass has also become a medium-sized city gate, and Jiuquhou is in charge."
A long time ago, there were no demon races in the human race world, and fighting was also fighting within the human race.
But eight hundred years ago, many world entrances appeared, connecting the human world and the demon world.
In the beginning world entrances were rare and very small.
Gradually…
There are more and more entrances to the world, and they are also expanding. The Great Zhou Dynasty now has seven major city gates, and the number of small and medium-sized city gates is even more astonishing.
At the beginning, Jiuquguan encountered the expansion of the world entrance.
"It's not uncommon for Gao Cong to die at the city gate." Meng Chuan shook his head lightly, "As for Gui Haihou, he is a thunderbolt world-destroying demon body that has reached the Nine Refining Realm. Even the demon kings of the fifth level of the demon clan can hardly hunt him down. I checked carefully, and according to the records in the mountains in the early Yuan Dynasty, he was performing a special mission and died in the end."
"Special mission?" Liu Qiyue was also puzzled.
"I don't know what the task is. We are not even gods and demons now, so we should hide a lot of things from us." Meng Chuan shook his head lightly, "A senior who has reached the eighth refinement level, and a senior who has reached the nine refinement level, all because of various died for a reason."
"Although there are some who died in battle, more powerful gods and demons have appeared in our human race." Liu Qiyue said.
Meng Chuan also nodded, showing a smile.
indeed so.
Perhaps it was under extreme pressure that the entire human race practiced desperately and performed military service on a large scale, forcing many people to explode their potential. Or maybe the war sharpened every god and demon, so in the last 800 years of the human race, there have indeed been more powerful gods and demons than in the past. Although there are occasional Fenghou Shenmo and Fengwang Shenmo who die in battle, there will also be new Fenghou Shenmo and Fengwang Shenmo appearing!
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the next day.
Meng Chuan came to Chonghuangfeng's treasure building alone.
"Master Meng Chuan?" In the Treasure Building, the green-robed man at the counter looked at Meng Chuan with a smile, "I don't know what's the matter with Master Meng Chuan?"
"I want to get a bottle of Six Desires," Meng Chuan said.
"A bottle of Six Desires requires three thousand credits." The green-robed man smiled.
"My Thunder World Destroyer Demon Physique has reached the Eighth Refining Realm, and I can receive it for free." Meng Chuan said, it takes a full ninety bottles to fully train it. Is it really worth the credit? He can't even afford it!
"Get it for free?" The green-robed man was taken aback. How many years haven't heard of it
"Master Meng Chuan, please wait a moment, I will invite the elders." The man in the green robe said quickly.