World of Cultivation

Pu Yao found it very interesting.

To be honest, he has been running in Zuo Mo Shihai for so long, and nothing has made him feel as interesting as the thing in front of him. Even in his thousands of years of experience, he has never encountered anything more interesting than this.

A cultivator who has not been exposed to any related studies in the foundation building stage, oh, he is still a butcher, and he actually started to study how to become a warrior. He had never heard of such a thing, even during the war a thousand years ago.

He is very familiar with warriors. In the cultivator camp, there are no more than two ways to form warriors. One is a warrior specially trained by the sect. The other type is a warrior who gradually gains understanding through constant fighting.

The first method is the most common. In the Thousand Years War, almost 70% of the famous generals in the cultivator camp came from various sects. They have been learning all kinds of knowledge since they were young, and even the techniques they practice are specifically used to direct operations.

The second type only accounts for 30%. In fact, this proportion will be even more disparate in terms of overall quantity. Without training from an early age, one needs to climb up step by step from the bottom. The second type of warriors are all talented people, and the price they pay is much higher than the first type of warriors.

It seems that Gongsun Chai has great hope of becoming one of them. However, the reality is much crueler than this. With a low status, if you want to become a warrior, you must meet one condition, that is, you must be strong. Regardless of their outstanding commanding abilities, the second type of famous warriors are all talented in cultivation and are no worse than other cultivators.

The reason is simple. Without strength, it is impossible to survive in a war. If you can't survive, how can you climb up step by step? If a person with a low status wants to become a warrior, he must crawl out from the pile of dead people, and start to accumulate reputation bit by bit over and over again before anyone will obey and follow his orders.

Otherwise, not to mention commanding a large army, even a small team of seven or eight people, no one would be willing to hand over their wealth and life to a guy who might die at any time.

This is why Pu Yao is not optimistic about Gongsun Cha. Gongsun Cha is just a butcher, a foundation-building butcher. Pu Yao could easily see that Gongsun Cha's cultivation talent was extremely ordinary. Even if he was given more spiritual pills and magic weapons, he would not achieve much in cultivation.

But for such a guy who seemed impossible to become a warrior, Pu Yao did not directly sentence him to death, but decided to continue to follow up. Of course, one of the more important reasons is Zuo Mo's choice.

Talent or something, no surprise. If Gongsun Cha grew up in a certain sect and eventually became a general, Pu Yao would not be surprised at all. In these days of playing chess and chess, Gongsun Chai is making rapid progress.

What really surprised him was that Zuo Mo trusted Gongsun Cha so directly!

Even Pu Yao had to admit that Zuo Mo's vision was sometimes surprisingly accurate. In his opinion, Zuo Mo's talent was pretty good, but definitely not top-notch. But in the past two years, after many bumps and bruises along the way, Pu Yao was shocked to find that this guy's progress far exceeded his expectations.

There was certainly a reason for his intervention, but when you think about the core disciples of the sect, the help they received was only greater than that of Zuo Mo. But very few of them can reach Zuo Mo's level of progress.

But Zuo Mo's talent for root bones wasn't that great, and this was what amazed Pu Yao.

After thinking about it, Pu Yao felt that it was Zuo Mo's vision and thinking that created it.

Zuo Mo's vision and thinking are very strange, different from ordinary people. Whether it's practicing, fighting, or dealing with others. He can easily be seen as a typical pragmatist, philistine and shrewd, greedy for money. But occasionally he would do things that Pu Yao thought were stupid and unreasonable. However, these stupid actions always had good results in the end.

Originally Pu Yao was not optimistic about Gongsun Cha, but with Zuo Mo as a variable, he was suddenly full of interest and expectations.

Quite interesting!

Unlike Pu Yao who had a leisurely attitude of watching a show, Zuo Mo was so busy that he could hardly touch the ground.

He was defeated by Chun Yucheng, so he had to build an animal pond. The time spent in the small mountain world will not be too long, but it will not be too short either. If used properly, one or two columns of spiritual beasts can appear. Chun Yucheng had been thinking hard on the jujube core boat these days, and he had come up with many ideas. But there was no animal stable, and all his ideas were air-conditioned.

"Senior brother, build a beast pond!" Chun Yucheng's words were like a reminder of the soul, lingering in Zuo Mo's ears every day.

After being tortured over and over again, Zuo Mo gave up.

He is rich, and a beast pond costs a lot of money, but it is not a problem. It's just that this job is not easy, and no one can help him, especially Junior Brother Chunyu who has a lot of ideas and suggestions. To realize these ideas, some changes must be made to the beast pool.

Changes mean a sharp increase in workload and the need to reimagine, and Junior Brother Chun Yucheng's ideas will occasionally change. Every time Zuo Mo wanted to be lazy, Chun Yucheng's soul voice would float up again.

"Brother, just change it, just change it..."

After the animal pond was built, Zuo Mo ran as far as he could as if his butt was stabbed.

When honest people torture people, they will feel desperate.

Junior Brother Chun Yucheng went to torment the beast pond, Junior Brother Gongsun went to torment the group of cultivators, and Zuo Mo began to torment himself.

The research on the talisman array required a lot of time, and he also added a workload to himself. He found the spiritual veins and collected some soul-eating black silk mushrooms. He was very interested in them.

In addition, practicing is also an essential task every day. Setting up restrictions requires the consumption of spiritual consciousness, and his spiritual consciousness has shrunk significantly. Thinking about his strategy of mass flow, he deeply feels that improving his spiritual consciousness is his most urgent and urgent need at the moment.

"Refining the God of Fetal Breath" has become a homework that he must do every day.

Since his consciousness transformed into a creature, his sea of ​​consciousness has undergone tremendous changes. The strange flames in the sea of ​​consciousness disappeared, and the number of stars in the sky increased to ten. Jianhe is still the same, not much has changed, and he has not made any progress in his sword intention.

Seeing the stars in the Consciousness Sea, Zuo Mo suddenly remembered the time when he refined the small tower. The star sand sprayed by the stars continues to penetrate into the spiritual consciousness.

In the vast void of spiritual consciousness, ten stars hang on it, all alone. Except for one that is brighter, the others are dim. Recalling the speed at which the stars were spraying star sand, Zuo Mo felt that he didn't know how long it would take for the star sand to spread all over his consciousness.

"That's the star source." Pu Yao sat on the tombstone and looked up at the ten stars above his head.

"What is the Star Source?" Zuo Mo had always buried this question in his heart. Seeing that Pu Yao seemed to want to answer his question today, he asked him accordingly.

"Star source is the source of spiritual consciousness." Pu Yao said slowly: "You can also understand it as a crystal of spiritual power. Don't you cultivators like to talk about how many crystals have spiritual power?"

"Ten-star consciousness?" Zuo Mo couldn't help asking.

"Or you can think of it as a source that can produce divine consciousness. Ten stars means that you have ten sources that can produce divine consciousness."

"I once saw these stars spraying out silver star sand. What is that?" Zuo Mo couldn't help but asked curiously.

"What did you say?" Pu Yao opened his bloody eyes and sat up straight, changing his previous lazy look.

Zuo Mo felt a little scared when he was stared at by Pu Yao's bloody pupils, and secretly thought that this guy might start having convulsions again.

"Is something wrong?" Zuo Mo asked weakly.

After a long while, Pu Yao was seen in a daze and said: "Second consciousness..."

He shook his head vigorously, came back to his senses, and then took a deep look at Zuo Mo: "The star sand you see is more pure spiritual consciousness. We generally call it star consciousness sand. Ten stars , there is a difference between light and dark, the brightest one can breed the most star consciousness sand, and it breeds spiritual consciousness the fastest."

Zuo Mo seemed to understand, but Pu Yao ignored him and continued talking.

"Demons cultivate the laws of heaven and earth. Everything in heaven and earth contains the laws of heaven and earth. Everything in heaven and earth can be used to refine gods, and the stars are one of them. The path to the stars is difficult and obscure, and there are very few demon cultivators who use the stars to refine gods."

Hearing this, Zuo Mo suddenly had a bad premonition: "What kind of god are you?"

"I chose Heavenly Fire Refining God." Pu Yao grinned.

Zuo Mo was stunned: "Then why am I the Star Refiner?"

"Because you practice the "Fetal Breath God Refining"." Pu Yao hehe: "I didn't expect that this "Fetal Breath Refining God" turned out to be the Star Refining God. I was deceived by its name." He muttered in a low voice: "I thought it was a bad street product, but I didn't expect it to be a high-end product. What a loss..."

The nameless evil fire rose up from Zuo Mo's heart. He was furious, pointed at Pu Yao's nose and yelled: "You bastard, you actually gave me something you haven't tried before! You still want to do it!" If you use bad street goods to trick me, I am not done with you anymore..."

"Don't be like this!" Pu Yao was not angry, and said with a smile: "You didn't suffer any loss anyway. You see, you have already refined ten stars. In just two years, you have refined the spirit. This is very fast. Soon!"

"You, you, you..." Zuo Mo heard Pu Yao's heartless words and his fingers trembled with anger.

"Do you want to know how to practice next?" Pu Yao saw this and asked very simply.

"I want to." Zuo Mo answered without hesitation, and all his anger immediately disappeared.

Pu Yao was not surprised by Zuo Mo's 180-degree turn in attitude. This guy has always been extremely realistic.

"That's right." Pu Yao smiled and said, "I can tell you, and I can also give you more help. But, I have a small request."

"Say!" Zuo Mo was already familiar with Pu Yao's style.

"I want the golden elixir from that golden elixir cultivator of the Mingxiao sect."

Zuo Mo was stunned. When he reacted, he jumped up: "Are you crazy? Golden elixir! You have to get it yourself! He ran up to me, a little Ningmai, and asked for the golden elixir from someone else's golden elixir cultivator. Hum hum, someone can turn me into ashes with just one slap."

After saying that, he turned around and left, waving his hand: "If you want to play, go play by yourself. I won't play with you anymore."

Pu Yao looked calm and not angry: "Add another fifth-grade sword art."

Zuo Mo turned a deaf ear and continued walking forward.

"Add a fifth-grade escape method."

Zuo Mo remained unmoved and his steps did not change at all.

"I will refine seven more golden armored guards for you."

Zuo Mo was determined to ignore him.

"Add another form of "Little Chiba Hand"."

Zuo Mo paused, turned around and walked towards Pu Yao.

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