Chapter 195 Amazing talent
"Seventh level of Qi Refining!"
"In less than a month, I have been promoted from the first level of refining weapon that has just condensed the Dantian to the seventh level of refining Qi?"
"And, when he went out to perform a mission a few days ago, he was only at the fifth level of Qi Refining?"
"It's just a few days of hard work that I have broken through the second level?"
When he heard Zhao Tianling's words, monks suddenly grew up in shock.
At this time, even the head of the Xia family and the shopkeeper Jian were shocked. They felt incredible because of Shen Lang's perverted cultivation speed.
Generally speaking, starting from the time a monk condenses his dantian at the age of fifteen, he can barely be praised as a genius if he can reach the true spirit realm before the age of twenty. Such a person can be regarded as a genius wherever he goes, and he has a bright future in the future.
Like Yu Wushuang, a disciple of Chixiao Peak, he reached the True Spirit Realm at the age of sixteen, and the person who condensed the golden elixir at the age of twenty-six is the real top genius in Qingyun! He is the true disciple of Qingyun Chixiao Peak!
But even the speed of cultivation of top figures is far from Shen Lang at this time!
In less than a month, I broke through the seventh level in a row. What is this concept?
Wouldn't that mean that as long as he gives him a little more time, he can reach the True Spirit Realm in more than one month at most?
The difficulty of reaching the Golden Pill Realm is ten times more difficult than when reaching the True Spirit Realm! Even Yu Wushuang took ten years to complete this long road.
If he looked at Shen Lang’s current practice speed, he could reach the True Spirit Realm in more than a month at most, wouldn’t he be able to reach the Golden Elixir Realm in one year?
This kind of talent! Even Yu Wushuang, the most noble true disciple in Chixiao Peak, is ten times worse than Shen Lang! Compared with a character like Zhao Tianling, he is dozens of times stronger!
"This kid is so awesome!" The head of the Xia family smiled. "I originally thought he was not a master of cultivation, but I didn't expect that he was really late to achieve great things. Now he has accumulated a lot of money! With his current cultivation speed, he has hoped to reach the Kongming Realm in about ten years. With such talent, I am afraid that only the two fairies of Bihu Xiaozhu can beat him halfway."
"Then you're making a lot of money!" Jian Zhangguan's tone was sour, "Do you really want to marry both of your daughters to him now? Tie him firmly to the Xia family?"
"That's it!" The head of the Xia family laughed and said, "I have always been an enlightened man. As long as this guy can take care of him and the two girls are willing, I must have no objection."
Some people are happy and some are worried. Before Shen Lang appeared, it was Zhang Licheng's people from Chixiaofeng who were proud, and the head of the Xia family and the others were worried. Now Shen Lang suddenly appeared and showed stronger cultivation. People who were sad and hated naturally became Zhang Licheng and Chixiaofeng's people!
"Damn it! This kid... can't stay! If this continues, I'm afraid that it won't take long before the head sect's real person will notice him. He is likely to become a true disciple!" Zhang Licheng held his hand tightly in his sleeve robe, wishing he could rush to the fighting stage. Before Shen Lang was not strong enough, he slapped Shen Lang to death!
True disciple! That is an existence with a status that is more noble than an elder! If he is not killed at this time, he will be destined to be suppressed by Shen Lang in the future!
But no matter how much he hates, what if he wants to kill him? In front of countless people, he killed the most talented disciple of Qingyun Sect in a century? This is a death sentence!
What's more, the head of the Xia family and the shopkeeper Jian were standing by the side! Even if he had such courage, he would not have such a chance!
Under the shock of his mind, Zhang Licheng put the only glimmer of hope on Zhao Tianling, hoping that Zhao Tianling could compete for some excitement...
However, Zhao Tianling was trembling at this time.
What a joke, Shen Lang is no longer weaker than him when he refining Qi! Now that he has reached the seventh level of Qi Refining Qi, he can definitely be completely abused! If he really fights Shen Lang, can he be fine?
"I said! Are you going to fight or not?" Shen Lang said impatiently: "According to your request, I have put away Park Dao. Why are you still so ink-like?"
"I..." Zhao Tianling's face turned red.
"District Li, can you announce the start directly? I'm in a hurry." Shen Lang looked at Deacon Li who was hosting the qualifiers. If Deacon Li hadn't called for the start for a long time, he would have punched Zhao Tianling and left with one punch.
"This..." Deacon Li smiled awkwardly. It was not that he deliberately delayed the time, but that what happened to Shen Lang was so amazing that he couldn't recover. "That...ah...ah, Zhao Tianling, you should be ready, I announce..."
"Slow!" Zhao Tianling was so scared that his whole body became cold.
"So what's wrong?" Shen Lang felt that his patience was almost worn out.
"I...I suddenly felt uncomfortable in my stomach." Zhao Tianling said: "It's better to change to a guard guard to fight him."
A dignified monk in the True Spirit Realm actually feels uncomfortable? Apply to Deacon Li and find another guard to replace him?
Shen Lang didn't care whether he wanted to change people. He only cared about time... But if he really changed someone, wouldn't it be a waste of time?
"Where did you get so many nonsense?" Shen Lang said impatiently: "If you, the guardian of the gate, just admit defeat and let me pass. I'm too lazy to make things difficult for you, and I don't have time to spend it here."
"You!" Zhao Tianling was so angry that his face turned red. Shen Lang really didn't want to waste time, but his words seemed to be humiliating him in Zhao Tianling's ears, "Who is afraid of you! I'm really uncomfortable!"
Zhao Tianling said he was not afraid, but the eyes of the masses were all sharp, so how could they not see it? Zhao Tianling was simply afraid! So he chose to avoid the war!
"Tsk! He asked Shen Lang to put away the knife before, but at that time I felt that he was scared!" The monk in the audience said disdainfully: "Now it seems that it is true! He is just scared!"
"A dignified true spirit realm cultivator guarding the pass will be afraid of the Qi Refining Realm cultivator who participates in the qualifying competition! Is this the first time in Qingyun?"
"The significance of the qualifiers is to test the cultivators' fighting will and courage to face difficulties. Now the cultivators in the Qi Refining Realm who are about to be tested are not afraid, but instead, everyone in the True Spirit Realm is afraid of being guarded. It's really unreasonable!"
"Yes, Zhao Tianling is a bit too cowardly. Senior Brother Shen's cultivation talent is indeed amazing, but in the final analysis, he only has the seventh level of Qi Refining Realm! Zhao Tianling is a cultivator of the True Spirit Realm after all! And he is also a disciple of Chixiao Peak who has already entered the school!"
"Just like this, I just said that Shen Lang dared not participate in the competition... I have never seen someone so cowardly and so swearing. I really don't know what kind of master can teach such a top-notch apprentice."
Sneering and mockery kept hitting Zhao Tianling's face like loud slaps, making him blush. I still remember how proud and energetic he was when Shen Lang did not appear before, and he scolded Shen Lang as a waste who dared not participate in the competition.
But what he said at the beginning turned into an extremely loud slap in the face, slapped him hard in the face.
Not only Zhao Tianling, but at this time, all the disciples of Chixiaofeng felt red and embarrassed. Especially Zhang Licheng, who was Zhao Tianling's master and Elder Chixiaofeng, had long felt that he could not bear the face.
Chapter completed!