Chapter 302: The Secret of 9 Leaves

This is not the third type of divine power that Luzhou has newly learned.

What a supernatural power of the familiar word "roll".

Like thunder, it exploded in everyone's ears.

Because of the knowledge of words, sounds, and wisdom, one can understand that all sentient beings in a world as many as particles in the sea of ​​​​unspeakable and unspeakable can understand each and every kind of speech.

The densely packed, neatly gathered "golden needles" like sword gangs, like glass, were shattered by the sound waves.

In mid-air, dissipated, and returned to heaven and earth.

The thousands of sword gangs closest to Lu Zhou's eyebrows seemed to be bounced out and forced upwards.

Gong Yuandu's huge dharma body only lasted for one breath. The golden dharma body was like a blister, blown away by the sound waves like a gust of wind, and drifted away.

Several sword gangs forced Gong Yuandu...

Gong Yuandu didn't expect it, the body protection was pierced by the sword, like a balloon.

Some sword gangs cut through his arms, face, back, and legs.

Gong Yuandu looked horrified!

snort!

Fall down.

Hua Wudao's Six Harmony Dao Seal shattered in the blink of an eye.

Everyone floated back slightly, and the parabola fell to the ground!

Even Duanmusheng and Xiaoyuaner, who had experienced the supernatural power of "roll" once, were startled.

However……

The voices and sounds of all beings were beyond everyone's expectations. After that wave of voices swept Gong Yuan down, they continued to move up.

boom!

The power of the barrier, which had become very weak in the first place, was pierced from the inside by the sound wave, like a blister.

The barrier disappears.

Gong Yuandu fell to the ground.

Motian Pavilion, quiet down.

Lu Zhou looked up at the sky... There was still the shadow of the barrier.

This……

The power seems to be much greater than last time.

The problem is complicated.

Headache.

Lu Zhou wanted to scratch his head...

He doesn't want that.

The barrier is gone, how does this make those famous people feel?

Equally speechless, there were Leng Luo and the others, who were puzzled by the scene just now.

Everyone got up one after another, looking in the direction of Gong Yuandu with some embarrassment.

Lu Zhou's eyes also fell on Gong Yuandu.

...

Gong Yuandu didn't even die.

Although the power of the barrier is weak, it is also much stronger than the masters who have cultivated in the Primordial Spirit Tribulation Realm.

The supernatural power of rolling characters broke the barrier in an instant, but failed to kill Gong Yuandu.

How did he do that?

Lying on the ground for a while, it was difficult to support the body and sit up.

Some looked at the ground in disbelief.

lost.

Completely defeated.

Gong Yuan is a big man, how can he cry in front of everyone.

He laughed.

After laughing in a low voice for a while, he didn't care about the pain in his body and said, "I lost."

"You figured it out?" Lu Zhou looked at Gong Yuandu.

"Thinking about what?"

"The reason you lost."

"I can't figure it out."

Gong Yuandu shook his head.

He didn't continue talking, but raised his head and glanced at Lu Zhou with a smile from the corner of his eyes.

He got up.

Stumbled to the table.

Lu Zhou walked to the opposite side and sat down.

The two of them poured drinks.

"You still have a hundred years to go... Are you really willing to give up?" Lu Zhou said.

Gong Yuandu sighed, "Brother Ji doesn't know anything."

He picked up the wine jar and poured it into his mouth.

After taking a few gulps, he put it down and said, "I can't come back."

"why?"

"I have already burned my blood essence..." Gong Yuandu said.

Essence and blood are the source of life.

Lu Zhou frowned slightly and said, "Just to improve your cultivation?"

cough cough.

Gong Yuandu coughed violently twice.

With this cough, a mouthful of blood spit out.

I don't know if I was injured by the supernatural power of rolling characters just now, or if the old injury recurred.

It's weird that...

After spitting out the blood, half of his hair instantly turned white.

Gong Yuan didn't care at all, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, took another sip of wine, and showed a reluctant smile: "It's almost."

"Um?"

"It's almost... Nine leaves."

The people standing nearby showed surprised expressions.

Anyone with a little common sense in practice knows... the meaning of Jiu Ye.

Eight leaves are the limit of what a human being can achieve.

So far, no cultivator has successfully broken through to Jiuye, or at least on the bright side, there is no Jiuye master.

Even in the foggy forest where there are few human beings, or the whirlpool of the sea area that has never dared to go... There has never been a nine-leaf master.

Among all the classics and materials that humans can find, there are no masters in this field.

"It's almost... an insurmountable chasm," Lu Zhou said.

"Brother Ji, don't you feel it?"

"How do you feel?" Lu Zhou asked.

"The feeling of danger, the feeling of disappearing lifespan, mysterious, unpredictable..." When he said this, Gong Yuan lowered his voice, "Whenever my cultivation level rises... I will feel that I am changing. Aging. Aging very fast, and I can't stop it..."

Gong Yuandu's eyes showed a sense of powerlessness, "Once I try to stop it, the vitality I have worked so hard to accumulate will leave the sea of ​​​​qi."

"When did you feel this way?" Lu Zhou asked.

"The tenth year in the Sword Ruins... and the thirtieth year."

"So, the first time, you stopped it, and the second time, you didn't stop it."

"I have no choice."

If his hair wasn't dirty, the white hair should be very conspicuous.

Lu Zhou was also thinking.

If he is telling the truth, then the limit of human cultivation is Yaba.

It is a pity that only Gong Yuandu is alone, and there are too few cases for reference.

cough cough.

Gong Yuandu coughed again.

This cough.

Gong Yuandu's hair turned white.

Dirt could not hide his gray hair.

Everyone was shocked...don't know what happened.

Looking at his white hair, Lu Zhou seemed to understand something, and said softly, "Stupid."

"If I don't, I will die immediately." Gong Yuandu laughed again, he stopped drinking, and his right hand was constantly shaking, "Sometimes it's not bad to be a little stupid."

Gong Yuandu grabbed the wine jar and poured it into his mouth.

Aged wine tumbling violently in the stomach.

He didn't feel uncomfortable, but enjoyed it. The years in the coffin have not felt like this for too long. The stimulation of aging made him feel that he was still human, that he was still alive.

Unfortunately……

Every time he drank, his hair turned white.

Soil flakes off.

The skin was wrinkled so much that it didn't look like normal skin, and it was no exaggeration to say that it was bark.

"Actually, when I started doing it just now... I suddenly had an illusion that I could kill you." Gong Yuandu said with a hum.

"If this seat has no means, you will be dead at the time of Jianxu." Lu Zhou said confidently.

Gong Yuan nodded weakly.

Thinking of the Seven Absolutes Array in Jianxu, and his own magic sword.

Lu Zhou can break the Demon Sword, break the Seven Absolutes Formation, and defeat you, what is it?

"Brother Ji is older than me, and his cultivation base is much higher than me... It won't be long before you will feel the same as me." Gong Yuandu said, "Maybe seniors, when seeking breakthroughs, all have this It's a feeling..."

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