There are many ways to practice in the world, and they all say that they are strong and want to recruit more talented practitioners to accumulate foundation.
But since the pre-Qin period, there is a generally accepted saying that the grades of practitioners are divided.
There are many below the fourth grade and below, and no one wants to describe it.
The fifth grade is called Zhengtong.
True qi opens up all meridians in the body, and the vitality of flesh and blood is strengthened and the energy is grown.
The sixth grade is called Chengxuan.
True energy can be hard or soft, it can flow into the skin and hair, protect the body, and communicate with Xuanbing's talismans.
The seventh grade is called Miraculous Transformation.
The true qi is extremely condensed. It can not only penetrate ordinary things, but also extend like flesh and blood, can change thousands of times, and has many wonderful uses.
But the eighth grade is called magical power!
There seems to be no particular obvious boundary between the eighth and seventh grades of true qi, and it can also be separated from the body, and it is only more condensed.
However, the difficulty lies in the fact that there is no obvious boundary.
There are more than 100 methods of practicing true qi in all areas of the Tang Dynasty, of which at least 70 do not have the methods of practicing from the seventh to eighth grades.
Because among the practitioners who practice these more than 70 methods, they have never produced eighth grades.
Those who practice these methods, no matter how strong the true qi is condensed, they do not have the experience of their predecessors to learn from, and they do not know what kind of magical powers their true qi can develop.
From the seventh to the eighth grade, there is a qualitative leap.
The key is to open up special magical powers.
Because of the partners like Yin Shiniang and Luang Po, Chen Tu had to know much more about the path to promotion from the seventh to eighth grade than ordinary practitioners.
It is simple to say that it is the experience of the predecessors, their own practice experience, opportunities, and even accidental accidents, and after years of deliberate practice, a comprehensive result.
Taking Xie's Tingtao Sword Academy as an example, in the past forty or fifty years, countless excellent young sword masters have come and gone, and their practices are the same, and their sword skills are the same, but in the end, their mood, understanding, qualifications, and different willpower and temperament, only Feng Shuqing, who has developed supernatural powers.
His eighth grade is obviously a relatively weak eighth grade.
According to the results of the sword competition between Yin Shiniang and Feng Shuqing, Feng Shuqing's unique magical power is the condensation of the sword energy.
The sword energy he condensed could not dissipate in the air like a real sword, continue to exist, and continue to follow the sword intent.
This magical power is not very good to Chen Tu.
Because Chen Tu saw with his own eyes that some true qi methods can achieve a certain degree of true qi condensation and residual at the seventh level.
It's just a dog-day fifteenth day.
The time he fought with Gu Liubai before, he felt that Gu Liubai's true energy was not strong, but it was a bit special.
Later, when Gu Liubai fought with Gesanga, he saw it thoroughly.
The reason why Gu Liubai was able to defeat Gesang was not only because this kid was very powerful in using his sword skills with both hands. The biggest reason was that Gesang was touching his way.
He stabbed Gesang's sword with his wounds in exchange for injuries, and the true energy remained in the wound. When he had the last move of killing, the true energy suddenly disintegrated, making Gesang slow down suddenly.
But there should be no two or three methods of true qi in the world.
No matter how bad the supernatural power is, it is still supernatural power.
How could a seventh-grade practitioner stop Feng Shuqing's supernatural power?
The seventh-grade sword master made a sword, and the sword energy he shook was not as sharp as the real sword. However, as soon as his sword technique was unfolded, the tip of his sword shook, there were more than a dozen dark yellow small swords in the air.
These small swords are almost no different from the tip of the real sword!
The sword technique of Feng Shuqing is amazing. If you use a few swords, there will be dozens or hundreds of swords flying in the air. How can you stop this seventh-grade practitioner?
Use your head to block it?
Therefore, the eighth grade is the most peak in the world now!
The ninth-grade thing is the legendary martial saint and the enemy of thousands of people.
Moreover, according to the pre-Qin period, this kind of enemy who has been passed down to this day, regardless of the level of the enemy, whether the enemy is armor-piercing or carrying various strange weapons, even if there are many eighth-grade magical powers in ten thousand people, many seventh-grade and a lot of heavy armor, he can come and go freely.
The only criterion for measuring the ninth grade is that no army in the world can kill him.
Even if there are tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands, no matter how many practitioners are, they can kill in and out, and even if they can't kill all this army, they can still run away before they are exhausted.
In all the dynasties in the past, only two or three of these martial saints were born, and they were worshipped in the temple as gods by later generations.
The Tang Dynasty is definitely not in the ninth grade now.
There is not even a practitioner who wants to prove that he can survive the strangulation of a hundred thousand troops.
If there were any Tang Dynasty, Tubo might not dare to use troops against the Tang Dynasty.
Because Tubo has not yet produced eighth-grade cultivators, but he has beaten the Tang army several times!
Even if you gather talents from all over the world, you are claiming that a clothes rail will hit the practitioners, it is just that there are many practitioners in the third and fourth grades, and practitioners in the sixth grade are truly rare things.
Luo Qing is a sixth-level practitioner.
There are one border general in the Yumen Pass area of ​​Yangguan, and there are no more than ten who can beat him alone.
Li Xizhi, who followed Pei Yunqi, was only a seventh rank.
But the sword master who just now took action was also a seventh-grade rank when he used his sword energy to condense!
It is already amazing that the Zou family in Youzhou can take out a seventh-grade sword master, but such a sword master was killed by He Huoluo with one punch.
That kind of magical power that is wrapped in the fist, harder than a sharp sword. Isn’t this an eighth grade or something?
According to Yin Shiniang's estimate, there are only five or six eighth grades in Chang'an and Luoyang, and Yin Shiniang thinks that there may be two eighth grades above her.
No matter whether he is a mother or not, he can beat Yin Shiniang. One is counted as one, Chang'an and Luoyang, even if there are six eighth grades.
There are now three eighth grades in my team?!
Chen Tu was in an extremely heavy mood.
He felt that he was really worthy of killing pigs when he arrived in Chang'an.
He felt that Zan Zhuo, the leader of the Tubo people, did not have a serious doubt, but had happened to make the most wise choice.
Otherwise, what Gao Jue is holding in his hand now may not be Mangbuzhi's hat, but Zanzhuo's hat.
As a group of He Huoluo, Chen Tu was shocked and collapsed a little. The Zou people opposite him were naturally even more collapsed.
Zou Sanyi and the butler were fighting with their teeth.
Can you encounter an eighth grade in this deserted field?
Their mood was like going to Youzhou to visit a kiln, but they found that the current queen was the one who took them to visit.
That's so outrageous.
Gu Liubai smiled at the Zou family.
Zou Sanyi and the butler began to tremble all over, shaking so hard that Chen Tu felt like they were dancing some kind of clever dance.
"Isn't it okay to do business well?" Gu Liubai, who had broken his hand and was still pretending to be strong, finally spoke out. He sighed, "Are you so unruly doing business? Fortunately, I have sent two letters to your Zou family."
The sound of the carriage curtain lifting was heard.
Among the eight carriages not far behind Gu Liubai, two people got off the carriage.
Zou Sanyi and the butler were both shaking violently. When they saw the two of them clearly, Zou Sanyi and the butler knelt down with a thud.
A young man with a tall and firm face, supported an old woman who looked older than Luang Po, and slowly walked to Gu Liubai and Zhou Lu'er.
The old woman dressed very simply and had white hair, but each hair was neat and combed smoothly. She even had some problems walking by herself, but she still gave people a feeling of straight eyebrows and generous demeanor, as if a lot of education had been firmly engraved in her bones.
Her eyes were not sharp. After walking out of the carriage, she kept looking at Zhou Lu'er. Her breathing and blood were not stable. She seemed to feel like she was about to faint because her mind was too turbulent. However, Zou Sanyi and the butler were kneeling on the ground, not even daring to look at her.
The young man with a firm face who was holding her looked at Gu Liubai and He Huoluo for a long time.
He always thought that Gu Liubai's arrangements were mysterious and even decided in his heart that if Zou Jianan's identity was inconsistent, he would not allow Gu Liubai and others to leave alive by making such an old man work hard.
However, what happened tonight was completely beyond his imagination.
Who would have thought that the Councillor Wu, who had been loyal to the Zou family for decades, would have done such a thing? Who would have thought that Zou Jianyi, the most honest and honest family in the Zou family, would have become like this when she came here?
Who would have thought that they could still invite the famous Black Dragon Sword Lord Mo Qiushan.
No one would have thought that the Black Dragon Sword Master who could walk horizontally in Youzhou was actually beaten to death by a one-armed man who was like a coachman!
Eight grade eight grade eight grade eight grade eight grade!
His mind was full of words.
The old woman kept looking at Zhou Lu'er.
Zhou Lu'er was always smiling.
With Gu Shiwu and He Huoluo here, he felt that he had nothing to do even when the sky fell.
But the fire was beating on the old woman's face. Looking at the tears in the old woman's eyes, he couldn't laugh for some reason.
He was a little panicked inexplicably.
The old woman said as calmly as possible in a pleading tone, “Can you… let me take a look at your birthmark?”
Zhou Lu'er didn't say anything nonsense, turned around and took off her pants and exposed her butt egg.
As a result, the old woman's knees suddenly became weak. Even if the young man supported her, she still threw herself on Zhou Lu'er.
Zhou Lu'er was so scared that she was stiff and dared not move, and she didn't lift her pants up.
This old woman, who was obviously well-educated and well-behaved, suddenly hugged Zhou Lu'er and cried, "My poor great-grandson, you are back. How much hardship you have suffered? You are covered in bones and don't have two taels of meat..."
She cried heartbrokenly and was trembling all over, while Zou Sanyi and Manager Wu, who were kneeling not far ahead of her, fainted from fear.
Zhou Lu'er didn't react when she heard the word "Great-grandson". The old woman's face was completely unfamiliar in his eyes. But at this time, the old woman was crying heartbroken and her face was twisted, but he felt more and more pitiful. He felt that the old woman seemed to be familiar with her face, and he felt that her nose was sour and inexplicably couldn't help crying.
As a result, when the old woman heard his howl, she immediately cried even more heartbreakingly, unable to even breathe.
She obviously didn't have much strength to hug Zhou Lu'er, but Zhou Lu'er felt that her bones were about to be broken.
He couldn't help crying.
Chapter completed!