Today I hold the world

Four days ago, in Wushan Canyon.

Most monsters are used to hiding at night, and most people are used to coming out at night.

Of course, there are always exceptions.

At this moment, the moon star was sparse on the top of Wushan Canyon, and on the cliff plain in the middle, Liang Mu and Zhu Mingkong were lying on the ground, looking at the dense and sloping hazel leaf forest below.

Li Mofang sat cross-legged, his eyes were shining golden, as if he was looking at something, but there was nothing in front of him, and he said:

"There is a wide passage at the outer end of the cave... After about thirty feet, you need to turn north... There are two passages, I took the one on the left... After more than 20 feet, there is a swamp, be careful later Come in... through the three-foot long and wide mud, you can see... an open cave, where more than a dozen flying tapirs are resting... No, come out!"

After a while, Liang Mu saw a black figure galloping out of the cliff below the cliff, and the Qimu dog skimmed along the trunk of the hazel tree several times, and jumped onto the plain.

"Wang~woo~"

The Qimu dog barked in a low voice, and Li Mofang stopped the spell, and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.

"There is a flying tapir with a third-level aura, eight second-level tapirs, and four first-level cubs."

Seeing that he didn't speak anymore, Liang Mu quickly asked, "What else?"

"I didn't have time to look at it. The idiot stepped on the pool and shook his head wetly. Before the third-order flying-striped tapir opened its eyes, I directed it to run out of the cave."

Sure enough, while Li Mofang was speaking, the three of them heard the fidgety tapir's roar coming from the cave under the cliff.

In the evening, Zhu Mingkong had already cast a spell to investigate. There was indeed a treasure in the cave, but he had to go into the cave to get it.

It's a pity that it happened that the flying tapirs returned to their nests to rest after hunting, so the three of them could only come to explore at night.

Li Mofang not only practiced swordsmanship, but his spiritual root contained metal appearance, and his natal object was an unknown three-eyed white dog, who was gifted with [psychic eyes]. What the dog sees, he also sees.

What you see and see is not wrong, just see how to act now.

"This litter of tapir cubs is very smart, only half of them go out to hunt during the day, and the third-level tapir beasts don't know whether they will come out of the nest tomorrow..."

Liang Mu pondered, but Li Mofang had a plan in mind: "These beasts are not strong, only the third-order head is difficult to deal with. We have plenty of time, so why not go in and harass it every day, and when it is exhausted and becomes angry, then set up a trap to lure it to the ground. Dangerously slaughtered."

"I can also catch a few baby tapirs and give them to the sect to increase the merit points!" Zhu Mingkong added appropriately.

Liang Mu slapped his head, "Okay, let's do it like this!"

After the fire centipede battle last time, all three of them learned to be smart, and they stopped doing things so recklessly. At this moment, they stood on the ground and made some calculations to determine the specific process.

First of all, Li Mofang commanded his Qimu dog to harass the tapir nest every other hour. During this period, Zhu and Liang went to find a dangerous place to set up formation traps. After finding it, they came back to meet, and then continued to harass for three to five days, and finally lured them to go. dangerously hunted.

After the matter was finalized, Zhu and Liang went on their own. Li Mofang found out the ten-mile range around him, turned back to the original place, and floated down the cliff, down to the bottom of the tapir cave.

Speaking of which, the forest grows strangely, all half-hanging between the straight cliffs, and occasionally there are bright red fruits on a few trees.

Li Mofang picked one and tasted it. It wasn't considered top grade, but it was provided with spiritual power, but it was more bitter, and the medicinal power was stronger than the spiritual power.

"It's a great tonic, you should eat more."

After feeding two Qimu dogs, Li Mofang put the Qi Containing Talisman on his body, and covered the small hole in front of him with an invisible formation.

"Edict of Qianyuan, enlightened mind!"

With the pinching technique, Li Mofang's eyes became golden, and the whole body of the Qimu dog seemed to have added a layer of force. It jumped extremely fast, and then leaped over the branches, and jumped into the tapir's nest.

After a while, the tapir inside roared, and the Qimu dog galloped out, jumping back to the original place without looking back. When the third-order flying tapir came out, it galloped northward.

Qimu dog is a wood face, good at speed, and blessed with the power of Li Mo's alchemy, running in the field, the tapir spread its wings and overlooked, and Qimu dog just dodged every punch.

The flying tapir looks exactly like a black panther, but it is three circles larger than ordinary leopard beasts. It has red and purple fleshy wings on its back.

After chasing for seven or eight miles, it lost interest and returned to its nest.

I thought it was just a little bastard rushing into his territory without thinking, but he just fell asleep, and the dog stood in front of him and barked again.

Now it couldn't sleep anymore, so it called out its three sons and chased them out of the nest together. They chased for more than nine miles to the north, but they still couldn't catch it. Their eyelids were sleepy and tired. It took a lot of effort to hunt food during the day, and it was difficult to digest at night. Need physical strength, can only go back to the nest.

He opened his eyes and stared at the entrance of the cave for a long time, but he didn't see the native dog coming again, so he called his three sons back to sleep, thinking that it was finally clean.

Unexpectedly, just after sleeping soundly for a moment, the dog was standing under his nose showing his might again.

I could only continue to stand up and chase, and chased five times in one night. After the sun rose, it finally stopped.

But the tapir cubs woke up one by one, chewing and chewing, and wanted to eat milk. A few second-order female tapirs would feed them. When they were full, the cubs started to have fun. The second-order tapirs were all hungry, so they all went out prey.

It was left in the cave with a bare commander and cubs, sleeping but not daring to sleep, in case the local dog came to snatch a cub during the day, the family's tapirs were not prosperous, so they couldn't afford to lose.

In the evening, the second-order tapirs returned and brought him some food. Unfortunately, his appetite was too big, and what they brought back was not enough to fit between his teeth.

I had no choice but to go deep into the nest, sucking in the sparkling stones that exude ample aura, to satisfy my hunger.

It's a pity that Reiki is not food, and I was still hungry. I planned to sleep and stay up all night, and go foraging for food tomorrow.

Hey, hell, that dirt dog is making noise again in the dark, so I have to chase it out again.

I couldn't catch up after chasing him, and I couldn't chase him away. After seven rounds of tossing and turning in one night, I was so hungry that I felt dizzy and lost all strength.

The next day, I, the boss, went to look for food in person. When I came back in the evening, I found a tapir dead and a young tapir missing.

I'm too tired and sleepy to yell at those useless guys, should I go to bed first?That's right, the damn dog came to show off again in the dark, this time it didn't flick its tail to show off, but turned its ass to itself and peed in the hole.

Can you bear it?Can't bear it.Can you chase after me?So fucking tired, but gotta chase.

After tossing back and forth for four days, the family lost three cubs and two wives died, Grandpa Tapir couldn't take it anymore, just tonight, he must kill you dog.

This time, I chased for more than 60 miles, and chased directly to the outskirts of Wushan Canyon, and rushed into a mysterious and gloomy well. But I can feel that there is something stronger than myself that has woken up.

Look carefully for the native dog again, but it has disappeared. If you let it out a few times, you can only turn back to the nest.

But when flying upwards, the solid and transparent golden spirit wall is like a welded iron door, even if you break your head, you can't get out, and the thing inside is rushing out at a fast speed.

"Hahaha, you bastard is right."

Liang Tomb and Zhu Mingkong were very unhappy standing on the edge of the well. They called the Qimu dog and turned back to the tapir's nest.

The three entered the tapir's nest, cleaned up the remaining adult tapirs, captured two young tapirs, and began to collect the Ziqi mine in the cave.

This Ziqi mine itself is a kind of spiritual material that looks like wood and stone. It is useful in refining alchemy, refining high-level robes and magic charms. It can also be used as a primer for medicine. The most precious thing is that it can gather wood-type spiritual energy. Accumulate the purple spirit flower.

Purple Qi Linghua is an essential material for refining the foundation building pill.It's a pity that Zi Qihua was not found here, and it may be eaten by the third-order tapir.

With the spiritual material in hand, the three of them left the cave and went to the well hole in the shade where Zhu Mingkong wanted to explore the treasure.

The moonlight was covered by dark clouds, and it looked like it was going to rain again. The three speeded up and arrived in the dark dead leaf forest. They stood in front of the well and saw that the third-order tapir was dying.

Inside, the one-foot-tall, swarthy corpse demon was feasting, his scarlet eyes seemed to say that it was delicious, the more he ate, the more delicious it was, and the aura he exuded became more and more terrifying.

"Uncle Liang, I'm afraid this corpse monster should have the strength of the peak of the third order, can we really deal with it?"

Human monks have a clear division of realms, but monsters and ghosts cannot be subdivided. The third-order peak of many special species is actually equivalent to the strength of the golden core stage.

Zhu Mingkong's worries were not unreasonable, and Li Mofang was also a little timid, looking at Liang's tomb.

Liang Tomb stared at the corpse demon in the formation and snorted coldly, "Don't be afraid, two nephews, as long as it is not a real fourth-order, I have the means to destroy it."

In fact, Zhu and Li still didn't believe it in their hearts. You must know that facing the two fire centipedes a few days ago, Liang Mu couldn't even fight the weaker red centipede.

Judging by the aura exuded by the corpse demon at the moment, it is obvious that it has the combat power of a human at the golden core stage, and Liang Tomb, the highest cultivation level among the three of them, has not surpassed the middle stage of foundation establishment.

The power gap is too great.

But out of basic trust and fellowship, Li Mofang and Zhu Mingkong still stood firmly behind Liang Tomb.

Liang Tomb looked up at the sky, and then ordered the two to start setting up the lightning array, while he took out four corpse-suppressing tablets from the storage ring.

The Yinzu Cemetery was one of the largest households in Huaishan in the past, but now Chilongmen has incorporated this family. Although Liang Tomb has less contact with Tantai Qingsheng, his ability has not fallen.

He placed the corpse-restraining monuments with a height of two people one by one in four directions, with a length of five feet and a width of five feet. On the outer layer, there was a ten-foot-long thunder-drawing formation arranged by Zhu and Li.

Once everything was ready, Liang Mu stood on the edge of the well, looking calmly at the dark clouds in the sky. At this time, the stars and the moon disappeared, and the whole earth was covered in darkness. It was night, and Zhu and Li were inevitably afraid.

The Qimu dog kept barking.

Seeing that Liang Mu didn't speak, they stood behind and didn't dare to move. The corpse monster in the well cave under their feet was getting more and more powerful, and they were about to eat up the third-level tapir beast.

Suddenly, Zhu Mingkong seemed to be dazzled, and the sky flashed with white light. He wanted to ask something, but saw that Liang Tomb had already stepped out.

Stepping out one step at a time, Liang Tomb no longer looked tired and lazy as usual. His aura was like a rainbow, majestic like a god, and a majestic spiritual blessing was born in the dark, echoed by electric snakes in the sky.

"Heaven and earth are boundless, yin and yang are born!"

"Inside and outside the Three Realms, the gods are as powerful as thunder!"

......

In the midst of Qingming, a thunderbolt exploded, as if it was going to rain, but it was still brewing.

Zhu and Li saw Liang's tomb walking like a mountain, and every step was shocked, followed by a boom in the sky and thunder.

bang~

There was another sound, and the surrounding thunder arrays were activated spontaneously, twelve thunder pillars buzzed down, thunderbolts shot indiscriminately, and the earth and rocks cracked.

Then, more majestic and terrifying thunderbolts gathered in the sky above the heads of the three of them, and Liang Mu still chanted the mantra.

The corpse-slaying sword glowed green, waiting for the corpse demon inside to finally finish eating the tapir beasts, and Liang Mubugang was also full:

"Nephew Li, it's time to remove the sealing wall!"

Li Mofang moved when he heard the sound, collected the seal flag, and dragged Zhu Mingkong to rush out of the lead thunder formation.

Roar!

After eating the blood food, the corpse regained a little intelligence. Seeing the thunderbolt flickering above his head, the coercion was huge, and he was instinctively afraid, so he wanted to resist and run away, but it was too late.

......

"Ghosts and demons are frightened, spirits are dead!"

As soon as the incantation was finished, a beam of light two feet wide from the thunder cloud above Liang Mu's head blasted down, and followed the corpse-cutting sword to stabilize the black corpse.

Afterwards, the twelve lightning pillars poured thunder pressure on the corpse suppressing tablet in threes and threes, and the thunderbolts were pulled along the corpse sword and bombarded the corpse monster's body one after another. After more than ten breaths, the thunder dissipated and heavy rain fell.

Zhu and Li were stunned for a long time. Seeing that Liang Tomb was about to fall to the ground, they hurried over to support Liang Tomb, and then looked into the well. There were no corpses, monsters, tapirs or beasts, only wisps of smoke and dust remained. It was scorched and dry, and even the swamp water inside was evaporated.

Thinking about it, Grandpa Tapir didn’t know it until he died, even if he was bitten to death and eaten by the corpse monster, it’s the law of biology, but in the end, there is not even the slightest residue of the body.If you know, you may never want to be a tapir in your next life.

"Great, right?"

Liang Tomb returned to his cynical appearance. He sat on the ground panting heavily, and taught Zhu and Li to go in and search for treasures. After a while, Zhu Mingkong came out with a small piece of [Yinyue Ore], and the three of them took a rest at a shelter from the rain. .

After the fire was lit and the spirit clothes were dry, Zhu and Li didn't even bother to chat about the Yinyue ore.

Their impression of Liang Tomb has been greatly changed. It is true that the figure who slays monsters and exterminates corpses in the thunder just now is too majestic.

"Uncle Liang, you are really amazing!" Zhu Mingkong admired sincerely.

Li Mofang also admired him very much. He originally thought that Liang Tomb, even if he was a foundation-building monk, was actually not that strong after all, but the operation just now was really not a means for ordinary people to have.

Liang Mu himself just smiled. He exerted so much effort that he was struggling to move. He lay on a square stone and joked, "I want to learn, I'll teach you."

Zhu Mingkong nodded frantically, and Li Mofang also concentrated.

It's a pity that Liang Mu just teased them, and sighed quietly, "The two nephews have their own talents, but don't be overwhelmed by my pretentious appearance just now, in fact, anyone who has cultivated to my level can do a good job. What happened."

"I was born in Huaishan, and I practiced with my master since I was a child. Because my aptitude is not considered good, I can only practice [The Sutra of Destroying Ghosts] alone. This is actually the only method I have been able to do for many years."

"Today coincides with the sign of thunder and rain, and the genus of the corpse was suppressed. We prepared the formation in advance. When the thunder comes, we only need to summon it. How could the corpse demon fight against the laws of heaven and earth?"

Although Liang Tomb explained the truth, Zhu and Li still felt that Uncle Liang had means.

Another person might not even be able to withstand the thunder pressure. He used the foundation building body to carry the thunder pressure to kill the species that surpassed his whole realm, which is really not something that ordinary people can do.

The sky was getting brighter, but it was a pity that it was raining outside. Zhu Mingkong released the tapir cubs from the cave. Several cubs were already hungry with their chests against their backs.

"Feed me some nectar liquid!"

Liang Tomb took out the jade bottle from the storage ring, and those little guys scrambled to suck it, and they didn't know that they were about to be sold into the palm of the human race and become slaves and handmaids, and their fate changed.

The three of them rested for a whole day, and returned south when the weather cleared the next day.

******

In the Amethyst Palace, Liu Xiaoheng secretly cursed the fire robe casual cultivator in the mid-stage of foundation establishment on the field. He was young and skilled in swordsmanship, but unfortunately his opponent was an old cultivator who was a little higher than him, and he was completely defeated.

Lao Xiu's victory meant that Liu Xiaoheng's bet failed, and he lost all three fights in the second half of the night.

In the first game, he suppressed late foundation establishment vs. casual cultivators in late foundation establishment. He suppressed each other, and he lost.

In the second round, he was betting on casual cultivators in the early stage of foundation establishment against late foundation establishment cultivators, and he lost again. The early stage of foundation establishment monk's life restrained his opponent, was well equipped, and his spells were not a bit better than ordinary monks, and he won miserably.

In the third round, which was the last round, it was rumored that the Fire Robe Loose Cultivator was famous and ruthless, but unfortunately he still lost because there was a gap in spiritual power reserves between the two sides.

Liu Xiaoheng is not a person who can't afford to play with, he just cursed a few words, but he felt relieved after a while.

At this time, the meeting ended successfully. There were sighs and cheers. Jian Yong asked Zhong Shouyi:

"What did you see from the few fights?"

Zhong Shouyi was young, so he didn't know the depth, he shook his head and said: "I can't find a pattern, it seems that there is no fraud."

Jian Yong nodded and said:

"The third truth that I want to teach you as a teacher is also the most important truth in this world: in personal cultivation, if you are refined, you will be strong, and if you are not refined, you will be weak. In the world, there is only the principle that the strong can overcome the weak, not the principle that the weak can overcome the strong."

Liu Xiaoheng thought to himself, isn't this nonsense?Who doesn't know that when it comes to fighting, it must be that whoever is more proficient in a certain aspect is stronger.But is the second half of the sentence wrong?

He thought again, Senior Brother Jian is a wise person, and he shouldn't say such things as saying that he didn't say the same thing.

"Brother, how do you explain this?" This time he asked before Zhong Shou.

"Take the three bets you placed as an example. Most people can only see who has a higher realm than whom, but fighting skills are actually a comprehensive consideration, and realm is only one of the factors that affect victory."

"If a person wants to win, he must take into account the sophistication of the spiritual weapons hidden in the dark, the amplitude and power of spells, the strength of body skills, and the comparison of personal brain and resourcefulness, so as to know who wins and who loses."

After Jian Yong finished speaking, Liu Xiaoheng touched his head: "Everyone knows this, shouldn't it be like this?"

"You still don't know." Jian Yong shook his head and smiled:

"If you know, your third bet will not be wrong, and even, you will not bet from the beginning. Because luck is not on you."

"First of all, according to the probability, in this world, monks with higher realms are definitely more capable than monks with lower realms. Therefore, if you want to win in a bigger arena, you must always win against the side with higher realms, because this is the only information you can know .”

"Secondly, you can't know the specific hole cards of each casual cultivator, which means that you don't know how to win, you only gamble on luck, and luck never stands behind ordinary cultivators like us."

Liu Xiaoheng was stunned, he had never thought about this before, why these gambling arenas can continue to open, because in the market, they can always win.

Real businessmen only make limited profits.

"As the book of war says, a victorious soldier wins first and then fights. This means that if you know victory first, you will surely win. Many things in life are actually like this. As we practice more and more, the situation you see becomes more and more serious. The more you need to calculate, the more you will win.”

"The premise of knowing victory is to know the truth of the world first: the strong overcome the weak."

"For example, Junior Brother Chang, Junior Brother Jiang, Senior Brother Tantai, etc. in the sect, they have strong personal combat power, but as foundation-building monks, they can hardly be compared with ordinary Golden Cores, and they can even kill weaker Golden Cores. kill each other."

"Everyone only thinks that they beat the strong with the weak, which is beyond ordinary people's imagination. In fact, it's because their strength is not seen by ordinary people. The power of Chang Shidi's Slaying Immortal Sword Soul in the gourd is not inferior to most Jindan and Jiang Shidi's swordsmanship. The combination of thunder and magic has reached the state of perfection, senior brother Tantai has practiced yin and yang, and the depth of his spiritual power reserve is also comparable to that of a golden elixir."

"You see, most people can only see the surface, but life, war, and business are often not compared to a single point, but to a surface, or even a body."

Jian Yong finished speaking, looked at Zhong Shouyi, Zhong Shouyi seemed to understand, but he had already remembered these words in his heart.

Liu Xiaoheng kept whispering in his heart, the strong beat the weak, the strong beat the weak, the strong beat the weak, so this is the foundation of the world!

Jian Yong led the two of them to leave the fighting field, Liu Xiaoheng chased after him and asked:

"Senior brother, how can we defeat the weak with the strong?"

Jian Yong was silent for a moment, then shook his head and said: "It's difficult. Sometimes you need to understand the opponent's compatibility to overcome it, sometimes you have to rely on the location and timing, and sometimes you have to compare the amplitude of the spell against the strength. No way, it’s even worse to kill eight hundred enemies and lose one thousand. We have to pursue the greatest return ratio, and the final decision is whether to make a move..."

Liu Xiaoheng asked again: "Is there no way to become stronger that can't go wrong?"

"Yes! In personal practice, if you are refined, you will be strong, and if you are not refined, you will be weak."

"If you regard the competition between people as a competition of points, A's appearance, strength, and financial resources add up to [-] points, while B's appearance and financial resources only account for [-] points, then B only needs to find a place to compete for strength and If you fight against each other, you will surely win."

"One must find a way to draw others into his arena, so that he will always be the strongest, and the strong will win over the weak."

"Of course, many times you have to compete for comprehensive strength. If you feel that your comprehensive strength is not as good as the opponent, then don't compare with him. After all, except for war, no one forces us to fight to the death. Find a place to concentrate on a Fang Xiang has practiced for 50 years, and he will be a strong person when he comes out."

The three of them left the Amethyst Palace, the sun was rising, and the purple air was shining, Jian Yong was talking, and suddenly looked at the thousand-year-old sect of the gods, Jumo Mountain.

He knows the humming sound of his own life, the booklet cheers happily, and the talent of Qiankunlu spontaneously looks at the hundreds of millions of purple-gold spiritual threads in front of Jumo Mountain floating around the world in all directions, like a ten thousand zhang high mountain that cannot be shaken.

"The luck of the Zongmen is the same. If it is sufficient, it will prosper, and if it is insufficient, it will decline."

Liu Xiaoheng didn't listen to the truth, and wanted to ask again, but felt that Senior Brother Jian in front of him was suddenly full of energy and aura, like a well-cultivated jade in the rough, separated from the mundane world, not as thick as before.

It was the time of golden autumn harvest, and the stars in the sky twinkled for a moment, accompanied by Wuqu, Taiyin, and Tianfu. Unfortunately, these celestial phenomena were not seen by Zhong and Liu.

As soon as Zhong Shou saw the master's coarse linen shirt, there was no wind and he moved, he smiled kindly and said to himself:

"Huang Longzi, it's time to be a teacher."

For some reason, Liu Xiaoheng was extremely envious and obsessed, with tears flowing silently in his eyes and lines. He saw that Jian Yong had already exuded a carefree temperament at this moment, clean from dust.

"Brother, are you leaving?"

"Master!"

Jian Yong smiled and walked away, the last sentence lingered in the hearts of the two of them for a long time:

The human heart is only dangerous, the Dao heart is only subtle, and the essence is only one, allowing you to stick to it.