I Am a Corpse Collector In the World of Cultivating Immortals

  Chapter 42 Genius Struggle

   "Ten days later, my apprentice Zhu Ming will build the foundation, and invite all disciples to observe and study."

   A news that a genius is about to build a foundation is spreading wildly among the inner and outer sects.

  Chen Shen had just achieved the seventh level of foundation building, and when he heard the news in Manxianglou, he was slightly stunned.

  He calculated the time, and it has been more than a year since Zhu Ming, a genius with high-grade spiritual roots, started.

   It is reasonable to build the foundation. After all, it took him two and a half years to build the foundation of the middle-grade spiritual root, which is better than his root bone. Of course, the time is much less.

   It's just that a genius builds a foundation, there is really no need to make it so grand.

  He felt that Ye Shuangman was a down-to-earth young man and heir with ambition, but he was too eager for success.

  The sea of ​​clouds destroying the family is like this, and the apprentice's foundation building is also so grand.

   I almost didn’t say directly that I destroyed the sea of ​​clouds for the sake of development, to open up territory for Cangwu, and to show off my grand plans.

  The Foundation Establishment Ceremony is to tell everyone that I, Zhu Ming, have the talent of a Nascent Soul, and this is the time when the sect is proud and prosperous.

  Of course, this news was only spread by word of mouth inside and outside the door, and there was no ripple on the true transmission.

   It is shown to all Qi practitioners who have not established a foundation.

  It seems that Ye Shuangman is still very self-aware.

  However, some time ago, there were constant turmoil in the sea of ​​clouds and Cangwu, and the genius who established the foundation could also dilute his gaze. It is estimated that he also has this aspect of refinement.

  Ten days later, the Foundation Establishment of Genius went smoothly.

   There are also a few true emperors who came to sit in the town to save face and helped to explain.

   "Why do I feel that the eyebrows of these true monarchs are somewhat similar to the young suzerain." Chen Shen muttered to himself.

  He was still the last to arrive, just standing at the tail of the team.

"Um?"

  A scent hit his face, and Chen Shen suddenly felt his back being rubbed softly.

   "Don't squeeze, it's such a wide space."

  Chen Shen turned around with a gloomy gaze, and looked at the slightly annoyed female cultivator in front of him.

   It was the other party who rubbed against him just now, and she was the one who said the words.

only…

  Chen Shen glanced at the female monks behind the female nun, who winked at the female nun who rubbed against him.

   Almost didn't speak directly, the sisters could only help here.

  The female cultivator in front of him blinked her eyes, and a blush appeared on her pretty face.

   "Hey, sometimes being too handsome is also an annoyance, always being harassed." Chen Shen sighed inwardly and didn't say anything.

  The main thing is that he plays the role of a mortal, so he can't reveal his cultivation, otherwise he will make these gangsters look good.

  Boom!

  At this time, there was a loud thunder in the sky, which attracted the attention of the noisy disciples.

  Zhu Ming stood on the stage, his white clothes fluttering.

   "Everyone!" A True Monarch in front spoke, his voice was weak, but it was heard clearly in everyone's ears.

   "Cultivators usually start with the Jindan Zhenjun, but Zhu Ming only breaks through the foundation building, so why does thunder disaster come?"

  The golden elixir asked, the disciples were noisy for a while, but Zhenjun didn't need to laugh, he replied:

   "Generally, the monks who established the foundation will cross the catastrophe. There are two theories. One, the kung fu is against the sky, and it can be called peerless. This kind of disciples don't need to discuss fantasies, Cangwu does not."

"Secondly, it is the talent and root of the monk himself. This is destined by the heavens, and the gods reward food... and Zhu Ming is the second type. The top-grade spiritual root is called a genius in the world, and it can reach the threshold of building a foundation and crossing the catastrophe. If you cross over, there is hope for the Nascent Soul, for the transformation into a god, but if you don’t, everything will cease.”

   Following Jin Dan's explanation, Zhu Ming also began to cross the tribulation.

  Fourty-nine small cataclysms come, like thunder dragons hanging above their heads.

boom!

   When the thunder tribulation fell, Zhu Ming calmly took out a high-grade spirit sword, and his white clothes fluttered down, revealing the softness of gold and silver.

   "I invite you to watch the ceremony, I hope that when you need to overcome the catastrophe in the future, you can be prepared and accumulate some experience.

  To cross the catastrophe is to go against the sky. No matter how powerful you think you are, you need to go all out and make sufficient preparations.

  Spiritual artifacts are indispensable, the stronger the artifact, the better, this is one of them. "

  Zhu Ming resisted the thunder calamity with his spirit sword, and even a little thunder and lightning fell on him but was blocked by softness.

   When the thunder disaster came again, Zhu Ming took out a few more talismans and stuck them on his body.

   "As you can see, a talisman can also be a means of crossing the catastrophe. This is a lightning protection talisman."

  Lightning like a dragon and a snake hangs above Zhu Ming's head, trying to fall, but he can't find the direction.

  I'm going, isn't this a human-shaped lightning rod!

   Chen Shen sighed, feeling that the world of cultivating immortals is no worse than the technological age.

   But it is obvious that the lightning protection talisman is only temporary and cannot avoid lightning disasters. It can only be used to delay time and take a breather.

"boom!"

  The lightning protection talisman exploded, and the thunder rolled and fell again.

  This time Zhu Ming was injured, and he was a little embarrassed, and his clothes and hair gave off a burnt smell.

  He quickly took out a elixir and put it in his stomach. After a while, Zhu Ming, who was a little sluggish, was revived with full blood and a radiant look

   "This is the elixir, which has the miraculous effect of life and death, human flesh and bones, and the magic elixir for monks to save their lives..."

   While Zhu Ming was going through the tribulation, Jin Dan explained in detail, revealing the mysterious corner of the tribulation for all the qi practitioners.

  Let what was thought to be the ultimate personal hero crossing the catastrophe become a feast of crossing the catastrophe that covers the integration of commentary.

  Chen Shen looked at Ye Shuangman with admiration, the process of crossing the catastrophe was beyond his expectation.

  ...

   In the blink of an eye, another two months have passed, from Zhu Ming's foundation-building rank in the true biography, which became an after-dinner talk, to now it has subsided.

  But a piece of news came, and everyone once again focused their attention on Cang Wu, an unborn genius.

   "Lin Xuan, the descendant of the Tianmo Sect's Heavenly Sword, succeeded in building a foundation and crossing the catastrophe in the battle. After crossing the catastrophe, with one against four, he defeated the four evil cultivators who did a lot of evil in the early stage of foundation establishment."

   Some people here must have doubts, isn’t the Heavenly Demon Sect just the Demon Sect, why do you call other monks evil cultivators?

   Big fist!

  Speaking back to Lin Xuan.

   When the news came back from him, the discussion started.

  Ten kingdoms are arrogant, they are all building foundations and crossing tribulations, and now they are all comparing who is better.

  Besides, Lin Xuan's previous story was revealed, and many people secretly cursed Ye Shuangman.

   "...?!" Ye Shuangman said.

   "With this experience and adventure, Lin Xuan seems to be a child of luck."

  Chen Shen couldn't help sighing after hearing the news.

  The talent is about the same as him, and he can get to this point without a system, and his luck is not usually strong.

   Half a month later, Zhu Ming responded.

  He practiced alone for half a month, and brought back the head of a mid-foundation cultivator, and the news spread wildly.

  Ten days later, Lin Xuan used his perfect swordsmanship, a middle-stage cultivator with three swords and three foundations, and once again detonated the land of two sects and ten kingdoms, and everyone of his age looked up to him.

  Zhu Ming disdainful, on the second day after the opponent killed the three foundation establishments, he beheaded four mid-stage foundation establishment demon cultivators with one sword.

   "Geniuses compete for the top and complement each other. It is also a game of two games, which is interesting." Chen Shen chuckled after eating the latest melon in Manxianglou.

   "These two are just building momentum now, and there will be a battle in the future. I don't know if I will become the Jindan Zhenjun at that time, and I will sit and watch the clouds rise."

  He was looking forward to it.

   Time flies, and September has passed.

  (end of this chapter)