Chapter 720
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"What exactly is the so-called martial path and martial soul?"
Qin Mu examined the descendants of the god race beside him. These people indeed had an extraordinary bearing and aura. They had a spirit that pressed forward courageously to break through all obstacles.
This was different from the spirit of the times that the divine arts practitioners of Yankang Kingdom had.
Even though the divine arts practitioners of Yankang were similarly vigorous and vigorous, their temperament and spirit were agile and ever-changing. They were like boiling oil, with each bubble having a different color. That was the spirit that the era of reform had bestowed upon them. A hundred flowers bloomed and a hundred schools of thought contended.
The spirit of the descendants of the god race wasn't the spirit of the times, but the spirit of martial arts.
This spirit wasn't like that of a knife expert like Butcher, who was full of talent. It wasn't like that of a sword master like Village Chief, who was agile and reserved. It wasn't like that of a divine arts expert like Madam Si, who was clever and eccentric. It was different from Deaf's talent that shrunk into a painting. It was different from that of Blind's ability to see through everything. It was also different from that of Mute's raging fire that hid in a volcanic furnace.
They were like ascetic monks, like Old Ma who had yet to become a buddha.
Qin Mu's eyes lit up.
Yes, just like Old Ma!
Old Ma from Disabled Elderly Village.
Back then, Old Ma didn't like to smile. He had a serious expression and was serious about everything. Qin Mu's seriousness and focus had been learned from him.
Even though Old Ma's body was straight, he gave people the feeling that he was moving forward with a heavy burden. It was as if he was carrying Mount Meru and this mountain was pressing down on his body.
This pressure became his motivation.
Of course, this was under the condition that the pressure didn't crush him. If the pressure was too great, it would crush him completely.
Old Ma had been crushed for a period of time, but after Qin Mu came to Disabled Elderly Village, he withstood the pressure and continued to move forward bravely.
The young descendants of the god race in Bullfighting Celestial Palace were the same as Old Ma. They were also a group of martial arts practitioners under immense pressure.
However, their pressure wasn't Mount Meru. It was the despair of their race's divine bridge being completely broken. Divine Bridge Realm didn't exist at all, and they couldn't cultivate to the god realm.
This despair would become their motivation, forcing them to move forward and find a solution.
It would also become a huge mountain that crushed them, completely destroying their spirit and will.
"It's a warrior!"
Qin Mu's eyes became brighter and brighter as he revealed a smile. "Once upon a time, before I cultivated the divine arts, I was also such a martial arts practitioner. However, after opening the Spirit Embryo Divine Treasure, I gradually forgot about this spirit. "
Martial arts practitioner was a title for those who had yet to step onto the path of cultivation. Martial arts practitioners could only use low-level methods like fists, legs, and weapons. When Old Ma was in Disabled Elderly Village, he was also a martial arts practitioner. The battle technique school used his corporeal body to unleash the effects of divine arts which were even stronger and more ferocious!
Finally, everyone began to enter the Southern Heavenly Gate. Qin Mu stood at his original spot without moving. He didn't quite understand why Martial Arts Heavenly Teacher wanted them to enter the Southern Heavenly Gate. What did entering the Dao with martial arts have to do with entering the Heaven Palace?
Under the Southern Heavenly Gate, a woman suddenly let out a muffled groan. Her bones and tendons were crushed by the incomparably heavy pressure. Her entire body suddenly became much shorter, and she was pressed to the ground, vomiting blood non-stop!
Another young man was walking when his leg suddenly broke.
Some of them even had small holes in their bodies. Blood was gushing out from those holes.
There were also people who suddenly vomited large mouthfuls of blood. Their internal organs were being crushed by the enormous pressure!
Meanwhile, the others seemed to be carrying the Southern Heavenly Gate. Some people's corporeal bodies shrunk continuously from the pressure. Every time they took a step, the pressure would suddenly increase, crushing them until they were no taller than five feet.
As they continued to move forward, their bodies became even smaller. Soon, they were no taller than a foot.
Some people were crushed and knelt on the ground. Their hands supported themselves on the ground as they vomited large mouthfuls of blood. Their arms were unable to withstand the pressure of the Southern Heavenly Gate, and their bones broke.
Even more people were shouting loudly as they moved their fists and legs. They used their corporeal body divine arts to withstand the pressure of the Southern Heavenly Gate. Their fists and legs were like heaven splitting axes as they split apart the pressure and moved forward step by step.
Qin Mu frowned and looked at the Southern Heavenly Gate in bewilderment. Could this gate really be the gate of Emperor's Throne? Could the pressure be so strong that only true gods could withstand it?
How could divine arts practitioners of Life and Death Realm withstand such strong pressure?
If it was the Southern Heavenly Gate of a strong practitioner of Emperor's Throne, only true gods would have the ability to cross it. Those who didn't cultivate to become true gods would be crushed or even crushed to death!
Martial Arts Heavenly Teacher couldn't use such a method to eliminate them, right?
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