Mr. Su lightly twirled his long beard and said with a smile, "Su really knows this. The immortal's martial arts performance cannot be seen in form, only its meaning. It also relies on talent and opportunity. Some people have watched it for more than ten times and still can't get in."

, I only saw the ethereal figure that the teacher mentioned, and I didn’t understand the mystery at all.”

"And some people can be given the opportunity to realize the magical power. To be honest, sir, Su came to watch several times, and only once did he fall into trance for a short time. It was a wonderful feeling in the soul and perception. Unfortunately, Su's talent was too poor, so he had to

With half a stick of incense, I cannot gain much understanding. Of course, even if I entered meditation with only half a stick of incense, Su also benefited a lot."

Xu Yi said, "How do you understand the so-called talent? Does it mean that someone has high talent and good understanding, and can gain a lot of insights?"

Mr. Su said, "Talent is a very mysterious thing. You mentioned talent and understanding on the one hand, but I think the strength of the ghost has the greatest influence. Since you are here, sir, I would like to ask if there are any soul-sensing ancestors here. Ordinarily,

Since it is an immortal martial arts performance and it is so mysterious, why don't those ancestors come?"

Xu Yi knew in his heart that he must be preaching, but he said, "I heard that the news of Scarface Taoist's appearance has spread. I think all the ancestors have gone to arrest Scarface Taoist."

He asked the ghost master to act as a scar-faced Taoist and stir up wind and rain everywhere, which was brilliant. Recently, I often heard that a certain soul-sensing master was rushing north, which not only cleared his suspicion, but also attracted many strong people.

Make it easier for him to do things.

Mr. Su smiled slightly and said, "You think too highly of Scarface Taoist. If it is said that he really came from the Wuji Temple, the soul-sensing ancestors must really try their best to catch him and go to the Wuji Temple to ask for an explanation. Facts have proved that he is just a heretic.

The devil just has some weird tricks."

"Oh. How do you say this? Aren't there rumors that Scarface Taoist came from Wuji Temple?"

Xu Yi knew that it would be impossible to cover it up for a long time with just a Taoist robe, but unexpectedly it was revealed early.

Mr. Su said, "Rumors are just rumors. In this Dao Discussion Conference, Xue Muhua, the core disciple of Wuji Guan, personally led the team to participate. How can lies last forever?"

Xu Yi was shocked to see that Xue Muhua was actually here. He had heard this name from Feng Xifeng. This person could make even Feng Xifeng extremely fearful and he couldn't attach too much importance to him.

"That's it. Thank you Mr. Su for clarifying my doubts."

Xu Yi cupped his fists and said, "I just don't understand that when Mr. Su mentions his ancestors, he must be talking about his talent and understanding."

Mr. Su smiled slightly, "This is natural. In terms of talent and understanding, the ancestor can become the ancestor, and there is no difference in these aspects. But when it comes to understanding the martial arts of immortals, soul power, that is, the strength of the ghost, accounts for the vast majority.

After all, the immortal's martial arts performance involves entering the spiritual platform with spiritual consciousness. By chance, it will pass by in a flash. Only those with strong souls can savor it carefully. A stubborn person like Su can only hold on to half a stick of incense. Many soul-sensing people have strong souls.

Or. Their soul power must be so strong that they can naturally be immersed in it for a long time. It is said that ancestors in the soul-sensing stage can be immersed in it for up to an hour."

Xu Yi was secretly surprised. This Mr. Su was expected to be a strong man in the Condensation Realm. He could only hold on to half a stick of incense, but the ancestor in the soul-sensing stage could hold on for an hour. In terms of time alone to measure the strength of the soul, the latter was ten times the former.

More than enough.

He never thought that the difference between condensing liquid and sensing soul could be so vast.

I also heard Mr. Su say, "...and when this immortal martial arts performance is introduced to the spiritual platform, it is different for each individual, but for the same person, no matter how many times you observe the immortal martial arts performance, the content is the same. Therefore,

Those ancestors of the soul-sensing stage came here decades ago to understand and then stopped coming. In fact, the strong men of the seven sects of Condensate Realm are here just to protect the elite disciples of each sect and create opportunities for them.

, there are very few people who have never seen immortals performing martial arts."

Xu Yi understood Mr. Su's long speech very well, and he gave complicated explanations to simple questions. Even the questions he didn't ask, he answered them one by one.

People are working hard and conscientiously, but they are stalling for time, waiting for action.

While he was absorbing knowledge like a dry sponge, he was also happy to cooperate, "I guess it's not just to protect the disciples in the sect. I'm afraid not just anyone can come to such a wonderful treasure land."

Mr. Su said calmly, "That is nature. It is a wonderful treasure land. Only the strong live there. Not only do we, the seven sects, do not want this treasure land to turn into a place of entertainment, but also those aristocratic families still send their elites here. Isn't it really to protect the family?"

The elite among them also don't want casual cultivators to come here to join in the fun. To put it bluntly, no one can eat a piece of fat meat. Even if it is thrown away, they will never let the young people taste it.

"Practice is like climbing a mountain. The road is long and difficult. Everyone hopes that there will be fewer people on this road. Xu can understand."

Xu Yi would not criticize these wealthy families for their desire for exclusivity.

Mr. Su raised his thumb and said, "Mr. Xu is very wise, but he is not like those fools who only blame me, a high-ranking family, for grabbing resources. It should be noted that practicing is like earning a life, and only through continuous self-improvement. Only the weak will chatter endlessly."

"Hearing your words is worth ten years of reading. Xu has learned a lesson today."

Xu Yi clasped his fists again and said, "Xu has official duties, so he won't accompany Mr. Su anymore. I'll come back for advice another day." After saying that, he just moved on.

Mr. Su was secretly anxious. He had deliberately made a long speech, and even slowed down his speech to delay it. Unexpectedly, the Seven Demonic Sounds had not yet been activated. Although the fighting on the field was extremely fierce, and nearly a hundred more arenas were deliberately added in a few days, which greatly increased the number of people.

The blood loss has been reduced, the Seven Evil Soul Monument has drunk enough blood, and the red and black monument has turned into bright red, but there is no sign of the Seven Evil Demonic Sounds taking effect.

"There's so much we can't control anymore. It seems we have to activate emergency measures."

Mr. Su had a change of thought, raised his arms to the sky, and a weak firework exploded, mixed with the bloody killings, like waves in the sea, and others could not stop it. However, hidden in the darkness, the Purgatory Master, Ming Shenzong, Song Dynasty

Listening to the book, the Supreme Buddha, and several men in black scattered into the crowd, and the evil spirit turned into finger swords, silently harvesting human lives.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of people who were watching at the outermost edge of the ring were killed. Blood gurgled from their heads, and their bodies were thrown far away towards the Seven Evil Soul Monument.

The chaotic and fiery atmosphere was still there, and the chosen man had no idea that the ultimate death was quietly approaching.

Xu Yi's perception has already been fully exposed. Although the movement on the field is small, he can hear every bit of it.

In fact, since Zhou Shirong entered the Jingsi Hall, he knew the plans of this group of people and had already predicted the fate of these people.

But he didn't have the slightest intention of rescuing him.

He is not a good person, but he is not an evil person either. He has done a lot of good things that come easily to him.
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