The scale on the measuring scale looks like the distance is the same, but at each stage, each scale represents a different meaning. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info In the True Immortal Realm, each scale represents the total amount of all the spiritual power of an early Mahayana monk, while in the Heavenly Immortal Realm, each scale represents the total amount of all the spiritual power of a True Immortal early stage monk.

One scale short of reaching the peak of the Heavenly Immortals, which means that Lei Dong only needs to condense the spiritual power of a True Immortal Early Stage Cultivator to be able to step on the peak of the Heavenly Immortals, thus infinitely approaching the Golden Immortal Realm.

It should be said that among the monks who have devoted themselves to the Xuanwu Academy to seek better exercises, this is a fairly high realm. After all, except for those disciples of the big sects, because there is never a shortage of high-level exercises, they will only come to the Xuanwu Academy after the middle and late stages of the Heavenly Immortals, or the monks above the Golden Immortal level need to study a certain kind of exercises and devote themselves to the Xuanwu Academy. Song Tianxing, Lin Tie and others are all like this, and even Leng Xiu'er, a monk at the peak of the Mahayana period, sometimes goes to the Xuanwu Academy to find exercises that are more suitable for breakthroughs. And these True Immortal disciples, plus a small number of early Heavenly Immortal disciples, also constitute the main body of the "candidates" who apply for the Xuanwu Academy every year.

However, such a realm, falling in the eyes of the monks who were watching, actually caused a burst of inexplicable loss.

In the late stage of the Heavenly Immortals, it was only the late stage of the Heavenly Immortals? How can it be! A monk in the late stage of the Heavenly Immortals can cross the realm to suppress, and can he beat a group of Heavenly Immortals and True Immortals without the power to fight back? Go head-to-head with an old Golden Immortal without falling behind? Not to mention, this guy has also killed another Golden Immortal Mr. Mo Er!

Lei Dong suddenly became famous for a while, mainly due to a big battle outside the mountain gate of the Divine Craftsman Gate, which seriously injured Mr. Mo Er and finally killed him. When they first heard about this, most people thought that Lei Dong must have used some kind of conspiracy or ...... He concealed his true cultivation.

But now, the iron-clad facts tell them that this Heavenly Immortal does have the strength to fight the Golden Immortal head-on, and he has no possibility of concealing his strength at all, and no one can cheat under the measurement of the Heavenly Ruler!

So, is it because he is in the two spiritual roots of water and fire?

It's impossible, isn't it? Being in the Twin Spirit Roots only means that he has a beautiful and limitless future, but it doesn't mean that he is going to kill people beyond the level with his current realm?

What kind of secrets are there in this person?

Looking at the calm thunderous movements, the monks at the scene fell into deep confusion and thought. Even Song Tianxing was no exception, he could swear to the sky that less than two months ago, although Lei Dong had already shown his combat power against the sky, his cultivation realm was definitely not so high! According to the estimation at that time, Lei Dong was the appearance of the early stage of the Heavenly Immortal at most in the middle stage, and it was absolutely impossible to reach the late stage of the Heavenly Immortal, let alone approach the peak of the Heavenly Immortal!

In this short period of more than a month, what happened to Lei Dong? What kind of demonic version of cultivation speed is this!

Looking at the monks who were a little sluggish around him, Song Tianxing suddenly remembered another thing, and couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly, "If I let you know that this guy is only twenty-three years old this year, I don't know if you will fall to the ground and spit blood in your mouth......"

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Inside the Xuanwu Temple, somewhere. Inside a shabby-looking hut.

Sunlight poured in through the straw window lattices, dappling the interior, but exuding an indescribable distant smell. On the side near the window, by the thatched wall, there is a small table made of wooden roots. On the small table, a pot of tea and two quaint teacups are quietly bubbling with a trace of aura. On either side of the small table are two straw futons, each sitting one person.

The main position on the left side is an old man with white hair, three long beards under his chin, his figure seems to be a little rickety, his eyes also seem a little chaotic, he doesn't look like a big master, and the word "Chuan" in the center of his eyebrows is slightly relaxed, as if he has just untied some knots.

On the right side of the seat, there is a woman with a beautiful figure, with a veil on her face, but she can't see how she looks, but it gives people a mysterious and hazy feeling, as if she is sitting there, but it seems to be far away in the sky. A pair of eyes with a cold light is compelling, which makes people shudder at a glance. She lazily twisted the teacup beside her with a pair of Qianqianyu hands, took a sip gently, and took a long time before she slowly breathed out and said, "Is that him?" ”

The voice is slightly hoarse, but with an indescribable charm, and the tone is cold without the slightest emotion, it sounds like cold and hot, indescribably good, and indescribably heart-warming.

"Hehe, I thought you would say first, my stone bell Xuanyu tastes a little more mellow," the old man smiled faintly, waved his hand lightly, and a series of scenes in front of him disappeared without a trace - if anyone paid attention, they would find that it was the real-time image on the square of Xuanwu Temple, and then took a sip of the teacup, and said, "It seems that you have changed a lot over the years......

The mysterious woman's long phoenix eyes squinted at the old man, and before he could say anything, the old man continued: "Yes, it's his ......" As he spoke, he took another sip of tea, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes swung around one by one, making his face instantly vivid.

"I can't see anything, what's so great about him?" The mysterious woman shook her head, her voice getting colder and colder, "Just for this, you old thing transferred me from thousands of miles away?" Don't know I'm busy? ”

Although he said "nothing remarkable", the old man was still very keenly aware of the blazing light that flashed in the mysterious woman's eyes, smiled noncommittal, and changed the topic: "That matter, how are you prepared?" ”

The woman glanced at the old man coldly, and said angrily: "What do you say? ”

In the laughter of the old man, the mysterious woman continued: "You can do it at any time, I want to see where these people come from so boldly!" ”

The old man's chaotic eyes suddenly flashed, and he said in a deep voice: "You still have to be careful, you have to be careful......

The mysterious woman nodded and didn't speak, stood up, stretched out her hand, and the teapot on the table disappeared in an instant, and the woman's figure gradually faded, and disappeared in a moment, leaving only a sentence "Don't you pull him in directly?" ”

"Just pull it in?" Listening to the sound that was dispersing, the old man's beard trembled slightly, and he naturally said to himself, "I still want to see what he has learned over the years, and what means he has......"

(To be continued.) )