Chapter 1542: Good luck
"What the senior said is absolutely right." Lin Mu agreed with what Mo Wen said. The resources consumed to cultivate a scattered immortal into an immortal are beyond imagination. How can it be afforded? "It seems that the way to cultivate immortals is to rely on resources." Lin Mu said from the bottom of his heart, "Even if they are extremely talented, they will eventually find it difficult to fight against the laws of heaven and earth. Once they are killed by the thunder tribulation, even if I can bring them back to life, without enough resources, everything is just a mirage, which looks beautiful but cannot become a reality." "Resources are extremely important, for cultivators of any level." Mo Wen smiled and nodded repeatedly, then changed the subject, "But aptitude and the cultivator's own efforts and character are also extremely important. Just having resources means that you can definitely cultivate to a high level? Can you comprehend the sword domain? Can you successfully cross the "Even the most ordinary immortals have reached the peak of the Mahayana stage. With strong talents, any one of them is a rare genius." Mo Wen said, "Resources, talent, and character should complement each other. Just like you, there are many cultivators in the top world who have resources comparable to yours, but how many people can achieve one-tenth or one-twelve of your achievements?" Lin Mu nodded lightly, and then shook his head quickly, "Senior, what you said makes sense, but I really can't bear such praise." It's really too flattering to say that he is a genius in the top world, but he can't even achieve one-tenth of his achievements! Lin Mu felt that Mo Wen was simply a praise maniac. From the moment they met, he began to praise him crazily, spared no effort to praise him, and seized every opportunity to praise him. Lin Mu knew his current achievements, but this was the result of his hard work step by step. He felt that it was very normal and natural. There is no need to praise too much. Of course, he is also very proud of Piaomiao Fairyland. Now there is a chance to cultivate immortals in batches, which makes him have endless reverie about the Piaomiao fairyland.
In the future, the entire cultivation world will probably undergo earth-shaking changes in his hands!
Especially now, the talent and character mentioned by Mo Wen are indeed important, but for Lin Mu, this is not the most important thing.
It is very easy for him to cultivate masters.
He can help them overcome the tribulation!
As long as they have enough resources to improve their cultivation, Lin Mu can ensure that they enter the next realm.
As for the attainments of swordsmanship, Lin Mu can also help them go to the Endless Sword Tomb to improve.
As long as the qualifications are acceptable, of course, if the qualifications are excellent, it is even better.
Lin Mu feels that the only thing that restricts his plan is resources!
Of course, he is not sure whether there will be any hidden dangers if he forcibly helps others to improve their realm, but at present, it seems that there is no problem.
The cultivators he helped are all top talents. Even if he does not take action, they have a great chance to advance to the fusion stage.
When it comes to the realm of scattered immortals, the resources consumed are difficult for Lin Mu to afford.
Divine consciousness and spiritual power are the most important.
Occupying the Three Thousand Worlds is imperative!
At the same time, he also needs to earn a large amount of spiritual stones to help these scattered immortals quickly improve their cultivation.
"But there are some things I still need to tell you in advance."
Seeing that the worry between Lin Mu's eyebrows disappeared, Mo Wen knew that he had untied the knot in his heart, and couldn't help but say, "You think it's a great thing to be able to cultivate immortals with your own strength."
"Isn't it?"
Lin Mu asked.
How many people have reached the realm of immortals since ancient times?
And if he can cultivate one, isn't this a great thing?
Not only has it surpassed the predecessors, it seems too insincere to describe it as defying the heavens.
"The hardest is easy to break, and the worst is the best."
Mo Wen said, "Such a thing looks very beautiful, but little do you know that the hidden life and death intent in it is unprecedented."
"What do you mean by this, senior?"
Lin Mu asked hurriedly.
"It's very simple. Human hearts never have an end, and pursuits never end." Mo Wen said, "Is becoming an immortal the end? Immortals also have different strengths. Even if the weak immortals have endless lifespans and are immortal, they will still be restricted by powerful immortals, and even oppressed and bullied." "What the senior said makes sense." Lin Mu nodded repeatedly. "In my opinion, even if you become an immortal, you have to work hard to practice and make your strength stronger. However, these scattered immortals became immortals with your help, not by themselves. Compared with other immortals, they are undoubtedly weaker." Mo Wen looked at Lin Mu and said, "And there is a great opportunity for them to turn over. Do you think they will take action?" "What opportunity?" Lin Mu asked. "Piaomiao Fairyland!" Mo Wen said solemnly, "Your Piaomiao Fairyland can cultivate immortals. You can imagine how magical and powerful it is. If I can get your Piaomiao Fairyland, maybe I will have the opportunity to become the Supreme in the fairy world in the future, and I can also establish my own powerful force!" "Do you think the immortals you cultivate will listen to your orders at ease after becoming immortals? Will they kill you and rob your Piaomiao Fairyland?" Mo Wen asked continuously. Lin Mu was silent.
He indeed forgot this question.
When these loose immortals become immortals, will they still listen to his orders?
Help him find his parents?
Could it be that after these loose immortals become immortals, they will attack him as soon as possible?
Mo Wen's words suddenly made Lin Mu wake up from his previous joy.
"Senior, do you have any good ideas?"
Lin Muxi asked.
Mo Wen was still in a calmer mood and thought more far-term than he did.
It's no wonder that being able to cultivate immortals is such a good thing. He has just discovered that it is difficult to control himself and he can't think so far.
"It's not impossible for you to cultivate immortals."
Mo Wen suggested, "But it must be someone you trust very much. Don't cultivate them at will. Otherwise, you will be feeding a tiger and shooting yourself in the foot."
"Of course, with your talent, there is no need to worry. If you can advance to the Mahayana stage, your strength must be no less than that of an immortal. Even if these immortals become immortals, they may not be your opponents."
Mo Wen smiled and said, "So you don't have to worry too much. I'm just giving you a reminder. Just pay attention to it yourself."
"Thank you, senior, for your enlightenment."
Lin Mu thanked him repeatedly.
He really gained a lot from this visit to Mo's house.
Mo Wen could be said to have helped him a lot.
Mahayana practitioners are truly extraordinary.
His intelligence, vision, and calmness of mind are all not inferior to him, and are even better than him.
Mo Wen gave him directions.
If his strength can surpass the immortals, then he can train the immortals unscrupulously.
Stronger than an immortal?
This is something that even Mahayana practitioners dare not think about.
But Lin Mu felt that he had a chance to do it!