Chapter 219: Five Realms After the Fifth Realm, Observing the Bodhisattva’s Tonsure (3)
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In the carriage, Zhao Huangting found a lazy posture and said softly.
An Le’s expression turned serious as he sat upright. Lin Qingyin also beca serious. Even Lin Zhuifeng, who was driving the carriage, pricked up his ears.
“The five realms after the first five realms are the peak realms of cultivation in this world.”
“The fifth realm of Spirit Refinent is Oblivion. The next four realms are…
Multicolor Light, Carefree, Divine Travel, and Immortal Platform.”
“The tenth realm of Spirit Refinent is called Nirvana. It’s a realm that all cultivators in the world dream of.
After saying that, Zhao Huangting took a sip of wine.
“The four realms after the Body Tempering Connate Realm are the Qi Sea
Observation, Blood Mountain Moving, Divine Advent, and Absolute Peak.” “The tenth realm of Body Tempering is the Land Immortal.”
“The tenth realm of Spirit Refinent and Body Tempering complent each other. Why does the Emperor, who unites the four seas, want to coordinate cultivation so that all talented cultivators in the world will choose to cultivate Body Tempering and Spirit Refinent at the sa ti?”
“That’s because after reaching the sixth realm, the effect of complenting each other will be much greater. If your Spirit Refinent reaches the Multicolor Light, it can greatly increase the possibility of Body Tempering entering the sixth realm.”
“Of course, we can’t rule out the possibility that there are people with extrely monstrous talent. However, if one cultivates Spirit Refinent or Body Tempering to the tenth realm alone, it will be difficult for such a person to appear in thousands of years. One thing we can be sure of is that with the two complenting each other, they will steadily reach the double ninth realm. With enough accumulation, it will be easier to break through to the tenth realm.”
Zhao Huangting couldn’t help but take another sip of wine. Only then did he realize that there wasn’t much wine left in the pot. He couldn’t help but feel very vexed.
This was the first ti An Le knew the subsequent realms. In the past, Madam Hua lit a green lamp for him on his cultivation path and inford him of the
first five realms after stepping into cultivation.
Now, Old Imperial Uncle Zhao Huangting had added the lights to let him understand the mysteries of the latter five realms.
“That day in the White Jade Square, your sudden eruption was a little similar to the eighth realm of Body Tempering, the Divine Advent. However, your eruption was higher, stronger, and invincible. That kind of aura is helpful for your Body Tempering cultivation in the future.” Zhao Huangting looked at An Le and said.
The old man knew that An Le should have his own secrets. At the very least, this thod similar to Divine Advent probably did not co from Green Mountain. He had held the Green Mountain Sword for 500 years, so he could naturally figure out a little.
However, this was not important. The more An Le had his own secrets, the happier the old man was.
The carriage swayed.
In the car, hot water was boiling in the charcoal stove, warming the surroundings.
As the old man drank, he leisurely explained so secrets of the five realms after the five realms, as well as the problems to pay attention to.
The young people in the carriage listened attentively.
The carriage tore through the wind and rain.
Above the sea of clouds, the starlight was dazzling.
Li You’an had his hands behind his back, and his Confucian robe fluttered as he walked with a wisp of sword qi.
It was as if he was also listening to the teachings and guidance of the elders to the younger generation in this carriage. The corners of his lips could not help but curl into a smile.
However, his smile quickly faded. He raised his hand and gently knocked in front of him.
The starlight gathered into the sword, Thousand Degrees.
In the next mont, the sword light swept out and slashed towards the hidden void in the distance.
Muffled sounds imdiately sounded in the void. Many experts hiding inside did not expect Li You’an to be so domineering. They only took a look and were about to be slashed by the sword qi.
Therefore, these experts who were spying on them all retreated.
Li You’an sat upright in the void, his expression returning to coldness, but his heart was extrely depressed. Emperor Zhao… really didn’t give him any face.
Although he told Zhao Huangting that there was no need to worry about West Liang, the longer Li You’an delayed, the more unpredictable the movents of the demonized father and son in West Liang would be.
“However, atter escorting him to Shu, I don’t have to worry about the rest ot the journey. Old Imperial Uncle naturally has the confidence to enter Shu four tis to barge into the Sword Pool Lake without being beaten to death.”
Li You’an exhaled as if he had thought of sothing and smiled knowingly.
Under the sunset clouds.
The carriage sped forward.
An Le sat cross-legged. It was quiet in the carriage. Old Imperial Uncle had already fallen asleep. After Lin Qingyin covered him with a thin blanket, she lit the candle in the carriage and picked up the drawing board to practice drawing with a charcoal brush.
She didn’t disturb An Le. When she saw An Le closing his eyes and his Qi Blood and ntal power surging in his body, she knew that An Le was cultivating.
However, An Le was not really cultivating at this mont.
His mind was focused.
A wisp of golden Age Qi imdiately rose in front of him.
It was a wisp of precious Molten Gold Age Qi that had been absorbed from a peerless female Bodhisattva who seed to have walked out of a painting.
At this mont, in the dead of night, there was only the sound of the carriage slowly moving forward.
An Le no longer hesitated and observed the charm of the past.
The Age Qi blood with golden light, like a burning incense stick. It curled up and distorted the scene in front of him.
The world turned dark, and the sparrows whimpered.
The city bled.
An Le’s pupils constricted as he saw a peerless woman in white clothes dyed in a blood-red rainbow walk out barefooted from the endless corpses in the bleeding city.
Behind her, ghosts surged like a parade.
With each step, strands of black hair fluttered behind her..
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