"Dead..."

An Qisheng was stunned.

He naturally knew that these sages and great masters no longer existed, but they seemed to have something different when they heard Xue Zheng's words.

"The teacher has been pursuing the path of his ancestors over the years."

Jing Xiaolou glanced at An Qisheng and explained:

"According to the teacher, those great masters who leave their names on history are likely to have crossed that limit."

"Mr. Gu divided the practice of kung fu into six steps: light, dark, transformation, elixir, gynec, and god. These six steps are already at the limit of human beings. It is difficult to make half a step as if ascending to heaven. There is no evidence that someone has really crossed that threshold."

The old man picked up the teacup and took a sip, and said slowly:

"After I saw God, I searched for many classics and figured out the realm of the ancestors. Finally, I think those people really crossed that threshold..."

"See God above..."

An Qisheng's eyes flashed.

From the Taoist Juechen, Mu Long City to Xue Zheng, these great masters of the gods seem to be pursuing a way forward that does not know whether they exist or not.

Just like him who was suffering from terminal illness back then.

After thinking about it, An Qisheng said, "Grandmaster, I was at the Golden Summit of Wudang Mountain several months ago. I had seen Mulong City fight against Taoist Juechen. Mulong City seems to have seen the way forward."

"This matter, Brother Juechen once told me, it is not surprising. If the ancestors can take that step, today our conditions are thousands of times better than our predecessors. Sooner or later, someone will step out of the seventh realm above the six realms."

Xue Zheng nodded, his expression did not change:

"It's a pity that step may not be as beautiful as imagined."

"How to say it?"

An Qisheng was slightly stunned.

"Kung Fu practice, from the perspective of light, darkness, transformation, and to the alchemy realm, this process is not only an improvement in martial arts skills, but also an improvement in the limits of the human body and an improvement in the level of life. The alchemy realm is one step further, and its physical strength and spirit are increasing day by day. Gang and god are the ones that further increase the limits."

Xue Zheng put down the teacup and said lightly:

"After I met the gods, I realized that everything that later generations thought was delusional in the legend could be realized, such as Bodhidharma crossing the river with a reed, Shakyamuni threw an elephant, and Zhang Sanfeng changed his white hair to black hair..."

"Teacher, the allusion of Shakyamuni throwing elephants comes from Buddhist scriptures. It is said that when Shakyamuni was a prince in the past, he worshipped the Buddha and was blocked by a giant elephant. He raised the elephant's trunk and threw it up. It took three days to set. This is really not something that humans can do."

Jing Xiaolou couldn't help it.

He believed in the white hair and black hair when he crossed the river, but this was too much.

It took three days to set, so I was probably thrown into outer space?

"Ahem."

Xue Zheng coughed lightly, and his old face couldn't help feeling silenced: "Even if it's a little exaggerated, it's not harmful."

"You keep talking."

An Qisheng was amused, but he said something calmly.

"The legendary things, whether true or false, have nothing to do with what I want to say, so it's better not to say them."

The old man glared at his disciple and coughed lightly:

"Strength will not be born out of thin air, and seeing that God is also a physical body, not a god, but not a god, but not a month, but he still has to eat, and he eats much more than ordinary people.

Fusang has military ration pills, Daxuan has fasting pills, and Golden Eagle has super nutrient solution. These are medicines for ordinary people, and are extremely poisonous like lead and mercury. For warriors above the alchemy realm, they can only be said to be snacks and rations.

The stronger the physical strength, the greater the resources you need."

“You mean….”

An Qisheng had some vague guesses.

"I am now sitting quietly, eclipsing seven fasting pills in the army a day. If it were meat, it would be worth a bull! I still don't take action. If I fight fiercely with the enemy, my physical strength will be even more exhausted!"

Xue Zheng said, and couldn't help but smile:

"There are words in the classics that Chen Tuan sleeps soundly all day long and has been sleeping for a hundred years. It is said that he practices the Dharma in his dreams. In my opinion, he may be hungry and sleeping reduces his consumption."

"......... Teacher, if you have been sleeping for a hundred years, Chen Tuan is still in Huashan today. Why don't you visit me?"

Jing Xiaolou mercilessly pointed out the mistakes in his teacher's words.

"You're talking too much."

The old man stared at him.

"What you mean is that once you break through the seventh realm and you don't get supplements, you will starve to death?"

An Qisheng understood what the old man wanted to say.

Co-author, in this person's opinion, all these legendary ancestors were starved to death?

The higher the level, the less you are, the less you are taking action. Is it because you can’t make ends meet, rather than the demeanor of a master?

"That's what I mean."

The old man nodded and pointed out the grammatical problems in his words:

"It doesn't sound nice to starve to death. You should say that you can sit and transform, transcend, and attain enlightenment."

“……”

An Qisheng was speechless.

These high-end words are equated with starvation, which is really beyond imagination.

However, it seems that it is not unreasonable.

Strength will not be generated out of thin air. The stronger the physical strength, the more nutritional support you need.

After all, humans cannot absorb energy such as currents, and digestion only depends on the internal organs.

.........

Wow~~~

The blue waves are surging, and the Fusang ocean whaling ship "Rixinmaru" rises and falls among the waves.

Give your sight closer.

The sea area where Rixin Wan is located is scarlet and blood stains the sea water.

The lower body of a light blue giant was slowly hung onto the whaling ship under the pulling of several huge robotic arms.

There was a fishy smell on the deck, and the flowing blood stained Kimura's trouser legs red.

Seeing the half-corpse of the largest creature above the Xuanxing, an indescribable feeling filled Kimura Miku's heart.

"I can finally go home..."

Kimura sighed.

He is a sailor at Rixinmaru. He only works from July to the end of December for half a year. His salary is very high, but he does not like such a job.

"This guy was a little strange. He didn't resist or scream. If he hadn't sunk to the bottom of the sea, he would have thought it was dead."

The old sailor, skilled operator instrument, muttered and said truth to Kimura:

“Prepare to cut.”

He likes this young man very much. He is beautiful and diligent. What's more rare is that he is not very smart.

"yes."

Kimura Miya answered respectfully.

Naturally, the whale cannot be pulled back in the ocean. It is usually cut at sea and taken away after freezing.

On the Rixin Wan, many sailors were busy, and all kinds of machinery were moving together.

Slowly and skillfully decompose the half of the corpse.

Plop ~

Pieces of whale meat fell on the deck, and the sailors used their hands and feet to push the pieces of whale meat towards the ice curri.

"It's so smelly!"

Kimura's face turned green, and it was his turn to be the whale's stomach.

Whales are treasures, and of course they cannot be thrown away.

"Ahem..."

Wet, slippery, fishy smelly, and in the stomach bag full of minced meat, a person who couldn't see clearly opened his eyes slowly, his voice was low:
Chapter completed!