Chapter 88: The 12 Disciples
The Wangu Road is a road that seems to have no end. It goes straight forward. The left and right sides seem to be dark and nothingness, and there seems to be something hidden in it, which cannot be seen through.
The disciples in the inner hall who just entered had already disappeared, Chen Zong withdrew his thoughts and stepped out, walking forward step by step.
Wan Gudao also seemed to sense Chen Zong's arrival, and felt that Chen Zong was majoring in swordsmanship. A wave of sword pressure spread out of thin air, coming directly from the front.
This is the method of Wan Gu Dao to test the true meaning of the Dao mastered by the practitioners. It is directly oppressed in the way of the corresponding Dao coercion. The cultivator keeps moving forward against the coercion of the Dao. to what level.
It's simple and intuitive.
"This sword pressure is so strong." Chen Zong frowned slightly, a little surprised. Although he didn't know the degree of coercion that other people who entered here faced at the beginning, it would not be too strong at first, but Gradually going forward, it will gradually increase.
Otherwise, anyone who can advance on the eternal road?
I don't know why, but Chen Zong has a feeling that the pressure of his sword seems to be too strong, and it makes him feel great pressure.
Incredible!
Stepping out in the second step, facing the tyrannical invisible sword pressure, Chen Zong looked dignified. Here, the cultivation base cannot play any helpful effect. No matter how the cultivation base explodes, it seems that it does not exist. Only Only one's own Tao can resist the coercion of the Wangu Tao.
Step by step, Chen Zong could feel the pressure of the sword gradually increasing. When he stepped a hundred meters away, Chen Zong's complexion suddenly changed, and he immediately felt the power of the pressure of the sword increased sharply. It felt as if he was about to crush and crush himself.
Too strong too strong too strong!
Even moving forward has become very difficult.
"How come?" Chen Zong was stunned and couldn't understand for a while.
Based on my understanding of the way of the sword, I shouldn't be able to go this far, right?
what is the problem?
While resisting the tsunami-like impact of the sword pressure, Chen Zong began to think, and his mind turned to various inferences.
I don't know when, a figure appeared in front of him, and quickly retreated from the depths of the Wangu Road. When he saw Chen Zong, he immediately showed disdain and contempt on his face: "A pariah is a pariah, and even the second section of the Wangu Road cannot be stepped on." Come on, I really don’t know what face you have to take care of the ancient palace, is it embarrassing.”
One hundred meters of Wangu Road is a section, and the coercion of the next section of the avenue will be much stronger than that of the previous section, directly increasing by leaps and bounds, while within the same section, the coercion will increase little by little.
Chen Zong ignored the other party, but continued to think, why is it like this?
Could it be that my own comprehension in the way of swords belongs to a very low level in Zhaogu Temple?
Will it be so?
If this is the case, then what amazing level has the disciples of Zhaogu Temple reached in understanding the true meaning of the Dao?
Chen Zong dare not imagine.
Seeing that Chen Zong didn't pay attention to him, the inner hall disciple was very annoyed, his face was full of anger, but he didn't dare to make a move.
Zhaogu Temple has its rules and regulations, which are very strict, and no one can violate them, especially in such places as Wangu Road, it is strictly forbidden to do anything, and once violated, the consequences will be very serious.
Suppressing a suffocating breath, the inner hall disciple's face was so gloomy that water dripped out, his eyes stared fiercely at Chen Zong, as if he wanted to imprint Chen Zong deep in his eyes.
Chen Zong ignored how the other party stared at him and how he left, but kept thinking, trying, and speculating.
In the end Chen Zong gave up, because the first paragraph suffered
The pressure of the sword is extremely strong, and the pressure of the sword in the second stage has more than doubled by leaps and bounds, as if bombarded by a tsunami, the power is so amazing that Chen Zong can't move forward at all.
For a while, Chen Zong fell into self-doubt.
Could it be that Zhao Gudian's cultivation level is so much higher than the outside world?
The cultivation level of the outside world is not as good as the three great dynasties, which Chen Zong admits, but it seems impossible to say that it is much higher.
I feel that I have reached the limit at the level of the True Sacred Realm, and maybe I can further comprehend and improve, but the improvement will not be very large, otherwise I don't need to seek other methods to improve the level of the ancient god sword armor, so as to This enhances its power, thereby enhancing its own strength.
Or is it true that the inheritance of the three great dynasties is much superior and much higher than that of the outside world, making their upper limit of the true holy realm far exceed the outside world?
If this is the case, Chen Zong will not only be shocked, but also feel indescribably excited.
This means that I can comprehend a higher inheritance, which is also an excellent thing.
Don't be afraid of the long road ahead, just be afraid that there is no way to go.
Thinking of this, Chen Zong took a step back, the terrifying tsunami-like pressure of the sword suddenly weakened twice, retreating, Chen Zong stepped back quickly, the pressure of the sword became smaller and smaller.
In the end, Chen Zong withdrew from the Wangu Road.
Next to the gate of the Wangu Road, there is a stone tablet with names on it, which represent the distance these people have walked on the Wangu Road from top to bottom.
A section of 100 meters in the Wangu Road is divided into ten sections in total. The coercion of each section is much stronger than that of the previous section, and the leap-forward surge increases. Therefore, the further you go forward, the more difficult it is. The difficulty has increased dramatically.
The name displayed on the stele of the Wangu Road is the name of the disciples of the Zhaogu Temple today. Those who have left the Zhaogu Temple will lose their status as disciples and their orders. The ranking stone tablet disappeared, and only some ancient books would record their past achievements.
Chen Zong didn't even step into the second section, so naturally he couldn't leave his name on the stele of the Wangu Dao.
Because, those who can leave their names in it have at least reached the fifth paragraph.
"The fifth stage!" Chen Zong was secretly startled. Judging from the situation he encountered, he didn't know how powerful the coercion of the fifth stage would be.
Just when I was about to step into the second stage, it made it difficult for me to move forward, so what about the third stage?
In an instant, you will be oppressed to the ground.
And the words in the fifth paragraph, wouldn't you crush yourself all at once?
As for the higher sixth and seventh paragraphs, etc., it is unimaginable.
As for the tenth paragraph?
Chen Zong didn't dare to think about it.
At least, the record of the number one person on the current Wangu Dao stele is seventh.
The first to twelfth place are all in the seventh section, but since there are rankings, it means that the twelve of them also have distances in the seventh section of the Wangu Road. After all, a section is 100 meters long.
Chen Zong stared at the twelve names with a dignified expression.
It can be distinguished from its aura that eight of the twelve names are disciples of the inner hall, and four are disciples of the outer hall.
They can be regarded as the twelve most tyrannical people in the entire Zhaogu Temple. It is mentioned in the jade note given by Zhongliyu that in today's Zhaogu Temple, there are twelve kings. The so-called disciples are the disciples of the king's palace. The abbreviation of , there are twelve people in total.
Among the more than 700 disciples, there are twelve strongest disciples, the most outstanding disciples, eight inner halls and four outer halls. From this point, it can be seen that the strength of the outer halls is not as good as that of the inner halls.
The twelve disciples of the king can be regarded as a high and mighty existence in Zhaogu Temple, very tyrannical.
Of course, Chen Zong has no concept of how strong the so-called very tyrannical is, but now looking at the stele of the Wangu Dao, Chen Zong feels almost suffocated.
It is difficult for me to step into the second stage of the eternal road, but the twelve disciples all stepped into the seventh stage, what a huge gap.
Perhaps, the true meaning of the Dao is not the only strength, and the strength of strength is also related to other aspects, but it cannot be denied that the degree of comprehension of the true meaning of the Dao is also directly related to the strength of strength, which is a very important part of it.
"Strength." Chen Zong couldn't help sighing slightly, but there was an excitement lingering deep in his heart, and a trace of fighting intent gradually increased. It was a fighting intent that came from the depths of his blood. , Step by step from an ordinary person to the present, I don't know how many battles I have gone through, the will to fight has long been turned into a brand, deeply engraved in the depths of the soul and body.
It's a wonderful feeling, a long-lost feeling of blood boiling.
Now that he had entered the Eternal Road, Chen Zong went to the Thousand Killing Pagoda, intending to try the Thousand Killing Tower.
The Thousand Killing Pagoda is not very far from the Wangu Road, and Chen Zong arrived in a short time.
The so-called Thousand Killing Tower does look like a tall tower, a very simple tower, it seems that there is no decoration, it is ordinary black, but Chen Zong can still feel a trace of unusual breath fluctuation quietly Diffuse out.
There is also a stone tablet under the Thousand Killing Pagoda. This time, Chen Zong took a look at the stone tablet first.
There are also many names on the stele, recording the disciples of the inner and outer halls.
The Thousand Killing Pagoda corresponds to the Eternal Road and is divided into ten floors. Chen Zong saw that the twelve disciples had all broken into the eighth floor.
In the same layer, there are naturally high and low strengths.
"The eighth floor." Chen Zong murmured to himself in a low voice: "Which floor can I get to?"
It was a failure on the Wangu Road, so what about the Thousand Killing Tower?
Second floor or third floor?
Chen Zong didn't dare to overestimate himself, so he had to go through it first to find out.
With a thought, he urged the disciple order on the back of his left hand, and a ray of light suddenly lit up, wrapping Chen Zong's body, turning into a ray of light during the traction, rushing into the Thousand Killing Tower in an instant, entering the first place in the Thousand Killing Tower. layer.
On the first floor of the Thousand Killing Tower, the light was dim, and the surrounding area was empty, as if there was nothing there, except for Chen Zong.
In the next breath, there was a vague ray of light, and a figure condensed out of thin air, as if walking out of the dark void, walking towards Chen Zong step by step, and a terrifying aura locked Chen Zong directly.
It was an astonishing murderous intent, intense to the extreme, as if to drown Chen Zong.
Very strong!
In an instant, Chen Zong had a clear realization that if he wanted to break into the Thousand Killing Tower, that would be killing, not just fighting, but killing, going up layer by layer.
That being the case, then kill it.
A trace of determination flashed in Chen Zong's eyes, and the sharp light burst out like the edge of a sword. He stepped forward and rushed directly to the figure, and the two sides approached each other.
The long knife pierced the air, and the light of the sword swept across.
The knives and swords collided in an instant, and then crossed each other.
A look of astonishment appeared on Chen Zong's face.
The opponent's strength...doesn't seem very strong.
I used 70% of my strength for this sword, I didn't use my ultimate move, I killed with one sword, and it felt very easy. In other words, I didn't need to use 70% of my strength, or even 30% of my strength to kill.