Chapter 647 If you can't beat them, join them

Chapter 647 If you can't beat them, join them

After Yang Zhiyuan finished speaking, he did not leave immediately.

Instead, he walked slowly on the same spot. After a few back and forth,

His brows were furrowed, as if he was still very confused.

After careful consideration, he felt that there was still something wrong with some of the previous arrangements.

So he turned his head and his eyes fell on a divine king beside him,

He asked with a bit of solemnity in his tone:

"How many disciples are currently cultivating in the blessed land in the mountain?"

Upon hearing this, the divine king immediately replied respectfully:

"Reporting to the Mountain Lord, there are currently more than 3,000 disciples practicing in the blessed land. The number of warriors and monks is basically equal, each accounting for half."

Although Tianyuan Mountain is known as the Holy Land of Martial Arts, in the Maha Realm, a vast world that incorporates many small worlds, people who practice Taoism still occupy the mainstream.

This is mainly because in many worlds, the number of practitioners of Taoism is already huge, forming a profound foundation.

In contrast, although martial arts practice seems to have a low threshold at first, it is easy to get started, and its practice speed is much faster than Taoism in many cases.

But this advantage is often only reflected in those geniuses with outstanding martial arts talents.

For those who are naturally thin and have difficulty building muscle, or whose muscles and bones are stiff and unable to perform specified movements flexibly,

Practicing martial arts is more difficult than practicing Taoism.

Even if they reluctantly enter the country and start cultivating Qi and blood,

It also takes a lot of effort and perseverance to make even a small amount of progress.

Therefore, in a martial arts holy land like Tianyuan Mountain, although there are many warriors,

But those who can truly stand out and become the best are very few.

And such people are by no means rare, their number is actually quite considerable.

More realistically, among the warrior groups within the Maha Realm,

The largest component is not those warriors who simply rely on martial arts practice.

They are those monks who have practiced both martial arts and Taoism, and have reached the realm of Yangshen and above.

After condensing the Yang God, these monks gained the ability to reshape their bodies.

This kind of reshaping is not a simple external physical change, but a reshaping that goes deep into the roots of martial arts.

Let their bodies become more adaptable to martial arts practice and unleash greater potential.

Even those who are originally less talented in martial arts, as long as they can step into the Yangshen realm,

You will have the opportunity to reshape your body to a perfect state through the ability to reshape your body.

In this way, they can transform into martial arts wizards.

At least until you reach the realm of immortality, there will be no thresholds or obstacles.

In addition, these monks can use Taoism to assist and promote martial arts practice,

With the nourishment of pure Yang power, it feeds back and strengthens one's physical body, thus making the process of martial arts practice easier and more comfortable.

Because of this, all monks who have reached the realm of Yang Shen Zhenjun and above will almost without exception choose to practice two martial arts.

In order to further enhance one's own strength under the dual training of Taoism and martial arts.

After all, among the many methods of practice, martial arts is undoubtedly the best way to enhance strength.

After Yang Zhiyuan pondered for a moment, he asked again: "What about the number of warriors under the Martial Saint?"

When the god heard this, he immediately replied respectfully: "The total number of martial saints and human immortals is roughly around 1,400."

“But if they are warriors under the Martial Saint, their number should be quite rare, there seems to be less than ten.

He added: "However, although these warriors have not yet reached the realm of martial saints, their potential and talents cannot be ignored."

"These warriors under the Martial Saint are only able to be accepted into the sect because they are valued by the tiger."

In Tianyuan Mountain, the "Tiger King" represents the supreme authority. It is almost only awarded to some powerful god kings, as well as all the god kings.

After listening to the other party's words, Yang Zhiyuan nodded gently.

At this moment, he couldn't help but feel a little entangled in his heart.

His thoughts are actually not complicated. Since he has decided to give up the fight with Wuyin Temple,

He no longer intends to embarrass that Buddhist disciple, so he should be ready to integrate into the new environment at any time.

He knew very well that the method practiced by the Buddha now would most likely become the most powerful martial art in the Maha World in the future.

This is evident from the power he can feel.

This kind of power far surpassed all the methods he had ever seen. No matter whether it was martial arts or Taoism, it could not be compared with it.

He even felt that even the magical powers and secrets passed down by the gods and Buddhas all over the sky were far less powerful than one thousandth of the power displayed by the blood pool he had seen when they were in the same realm.

So, a thought quietly emerged in Yang Zhiyuan's mind: Since you can't beat him, let's join.

What currently makes Yang Zhiyuan feel hesitant is that the method practiced by Buddha is very different from the martial arts practice methods he has seen in the past. It seems to be like some evil method.

After all, he has seen many similar blood pools like this in the magic power.

Only after being confirmed by the Law of Heavenly Dao in the Blessed Land of Reincarnation, this method is an orthodox martial arts training method.

After all, the core of martial arts is to continuously strengthen one's body, and there is no distinction between good and evil.

But when Yang Zhiyuan's eyes fell on the eerie-looking blood pool, he still couldn't help but feel a little conflict in his heart.

After all, he has accepted the inheritance of the Holy Emperor since he was a child, and has a special liking for those methods that look majestic, bright, and upright.

However, for the sake of my own spiritual progress and the future development of Tianyuan Mountain,

Jerry Yang knows that he cannot make judgments based solely on appearance preferences.

But for himself and for the future of Tianyuan Mountain, Yang Zhiyuan might not be able to convince himself.

He thought: Maybe the reason for such a strange situation was just that the Buddha's blood was flowing out?

…

In the blessed land, many disciples of Tianyuan Mountain who had recently learned the news looked at each other and were at a loss for a moment.

This sudden change filled their hearts with confusion.

The mountain owner sent a parable instructing them to evacuate from the blessed land within three months.

You know, in this blessed land, the flow of time for three months is very different from that in the outside world.

Converted to the outside world, it is actually only equivalent to a few hours.

This is enough to show the urgency of the situation.

Just when they had not fully digested the news, the mountain master immediately sent another metaphor.

This time, the metaphor points out that all the disciples who have not yet reached the realm of martial saints need to stay.

Moreover, several heavenly beings are needed to escort them to a place thousands of miles away from here.

Although the distance of thousands of miles is not too far, it is not too small for the blessed land.

What makes them even more confused is why the mountain owner only left these low-level warriors with shallow cultivation, and instead asked them to evacuate the blessed land.

It's just that Yang Zhiyuan is extremely powerful in Tianyuan Mountain. Although the disciples are full of confusion, they don't dare to question the mountain master's orders easily.

There are a total of eight low-level warriors, and only one of them has a second-level innate cultivation level.

The remaining seven have all entered the realm of Grandmaster, and their strength has approached the threshold of Martial Saint.

Most of these warriors have been stagnant in this realm for a long time, but they do not feel anxious or impatient because of it.

On the contrary, they pay more attention to strengthening their own foundation, hoping to break their own limits and

This allows his body to hold more energy and blood, so that he can be strong enough after breaking through the Martial Saint.

It is precisely because they possess such talents that they are qualified to enter the blessed land of reincarnation in this realm.

Under the guidance of several heavenly beings, the group of them quickly arrived at the place designated by the mountain master.

Just as they were about to land, several heavenly beings all felt a strong palpitation in their hearts.

This feeling of heart palpitations came so suddenly and so strongly.

Especially those heavenly beings with more acute perception ability, they are as if they have encountered the ultimate natural enemy of all life at this moment.

The shock and fear that came from the depths of their souls almost made them unable to control themselves.

The fear hidden deep in the bone marrow is like an invisible hand,

He grabbed their throats so tightly that the energy and blood in their bodies seemed to be frozen.

One of the celestial beings stared at the boundless black dust in front of him and took a deep breath, trying to calm the turmoil in his heart.

He turned his head and asked his colleague next to him: "Do you feel it? This kind of breath..."

Another heavenly being nodded heavily, his eyes also full of uneasiness:

"This world seems to have been drained of all vitality. Only some faint signs of life seem to remain in the soil."

What he said was that Xie Que deliberately left some beneficial bacteria in order to maintain nutrients in the land.

Having said this, the two of them couldn't help but cast their eyes on the land beneath their feet.

Except for these bacteria, all other visible creatures have been absorbed by Xie Que and turned into part of the blood pool.

Thinking of this, the two heavenly beings could not help but feel an indescribable fear in their hearts.

They quickly put these warriors on the ground, then turned and left without hesitation, without even leaving a word.

They moved so quickly, as if they were afraid that if they stayed for a second longer, they would encounter some unimaginable horror.

Only a few low-level warriors were left standing there, looking at each other.

Although they were only low-level warriors, they could vaguely feel that this place seemed extremely strange.

The surroundings were cut off, like a deserted and dead place refined by magic methods.

Their eyes finally fell on the only innate warrior.

His name is Jiang Huai. He has a sturdy build and a full beard, which gives people a rough and unruly look.

The reason why they all looked at Jianghuai was actually very simple.

That is, Jianghuai has been in the blessed land for the longest time, almost twenty years.

For such a long time, Jiang Huai's cultivation has not made any breakthrough.

He has been practicing a certain new martial art developed by Tianyuan Mountain, hoping to make his own way on this path.

However, his luck didn't seem to be good, and the development of this martial art obviously failed.

Even the top management of Tianyuan Mountain has shelved this method and ignored it, instead focusing on other more promising martial arts research.

But Jiang Huai himself is extremely stubborn. He has extraordinary talent and had the opportunity to achieve higher achievements in other martial arts.

But he insists on practicing this failed martial art to prove that he is different from other martial arts geniuses.

However, the result is obvious. His persistence did not bring him the success he wanted. Instead, he was wasting his talent.

Perhaps in order to make up for Jiang Huai's experiences on the path of cultivation, Tianyuan Mountain has never thought of moving him out of this blessed land.

Although the development of this new martial arts ultimately failed to achieve what he hoped for, the methods practiced by Jiang Huai were not without merit.

At least, in terms of sensing Qi and blood,

Jiang Huai is full of confidence. He believes that even human immortal warriors may not be able to match his keenness.

Over the years, Jiang Huai's talent has been wasted, and he knows that he has missed the best years of practicing martial arts.

He had already been depressed for a long time, and he was already extremely indifferent to life and death.

He even believed that Tianyuan Mountain sent low-level warriors like them here,

In fact, they are used as cannon fodder to achieve some ulterior purpose.

Thinking of this, Jiang Huai took a deep breath and suddenly felt that his heart and lungs were completely occupied by the strong fire-like blood.

This surge of energy and blood made him feel as if he was in a blazing flame, feeling unbearably hot.

"What the fuck?!" Jiang Huai couldn't help exclaiming in a low voice. He had never felt such a strong surge of blood.

He was stunned for a moment, and there was an indescribable feeling in his heart.

The warriors he has come into contact with include those high-ranking tiger-level beings.

Although the energy and blood exuding from their bodies was powerful, it had never been so rich and powerful before.

He couldn't help but wonder, what kind of martial arts technique could create such an astonishing concentration of qi and blood?

Jiang Huai's heart, which was originally as silent as death, was now ignited by this strong curiosity.

He was eager to know which kind of martial arts classics could reach such an incredible level.

So he gritted his teeth and resolutely chose a place where he could feel the strongest Qi and blood.

He took a few Third Realm warriors around him and hurried in that direction.

Although the six warriors were not familiar with Jiang Huai, they saw him so determined.

He walked away without hesitation, and everyone followed his footsteps.

They hadn't walked for long before Jiang Huai felt that his mouth and nose seemed to be blocked by solidified blood. The feeling of depression and heaviness made him extremely uncomfortable.

However, he did not stop because of this,

Because he knew that this was something ordered by the mountain master himself,

Unless they die here, they can't even think about turning back.

Although several other warriors cannot feel such a strong breath of Qi and blood like Jiang Huai,

But they can also feel that they are about to step into the gate of hell.

That kind of energy that is like the natural enemy of all things makes any living being feel resistance and fear.

They didn't know how long they had been walking. Jiang Huai even felt that his internal organs, brain and limbs were filled with blood. The depression and pain were almost too much for him to bear.

However, at this moment, he finally saw a lake,

That is a lake made of blood.

What's even more terrifying is that a human-shaped blood shadow actually rises from the lake at this moment, slowly walking on the surface of the blood river. (End of chapter)