With the speed of his cultivation in the past two years, it was not an exaggeration to say that he was advancing by leaps and bounds. Even the rare top-tier Dao Body that Master Luo said only appeared once every few hundred years could not be compared to him.
Unfortunately, no matter how good his talent was in the dream, no matter how fast his cultivation was, or how high his realm was, he could only stay in the dream world and could not be brought back to reality.
"Okay, let's leave this place quickly. The previous fight and the smell of blood from the wild leopard might attract other monsters," Shen Luo said as he lightly patted Ying Luo's shoulder.
Ying Luo suddenly came back to his senses. He was shocked and felt that Shen Luo's origin was becoming more and more mysterious.
After that, they continued to climb up the mountain along the mountain path. The journey was quite peaceful. They stopped and walked along the way and did not encounter any powerful monsters. Occasionally, they would encounter some small monsters, but they would take the initiative to avoid them.
"Big Brother Shen, I heard my father mention before that when a cultivator reaches the Soul Condensation Stage, they can release their Divine Sense. Is that true?" Ying Luo asked curiously.
"That's right. Once one cultivates to the Soul Congealing Stage, one's three spiritual and six physical souls can condense into a human form. The power of one's soul will be greatly enhanced. So, one will be able to use it to perceive changes in one's surroundings, "Shen Luo thought for a moment and replied.
"How far can Big Brother Shen's Divine Sense extend?" Ying Luo asked again.
"With my current cultivation and the strength of my Divine Sense, I can only detect the movements within a radius of 100 feet. However, if I encounter someone who is good at concealing his tracks, it would be difficult for me to notice him in advance," Shen Luo said.
"Ten feet... is already very impressive," Ying Luo praised with some envy.
"Your talent is not bad. As long as you cultivate diligently, you will be able to reach it in the future," Shen Luo said with a smile.
The two chatted for a long time. As Ying Luo understood Shen Luo's strength, the nervousness he had when they first started climbing the mountain was gone.
"Ying Luo, do you still remember the last time we were climbing the mountain? You told me a story about the Guiding Butterfly, and there was also a story about the woodcutter. Before you could tell me, you were interrupted by the appearance of the Wild Leopard." Shen Luo suddenly recalled something and said.
"Elder Brother Shen, if you want to hear it, then I'll tell you more. Speaking of which, that happened a long, long time ago. At that time, our Village of Longevity … "Ying Luo thought for a moment, and a smile appeared on his face as he narrated.
It turned out that a long time ago, there was a woodcutter in their village. Every day, he would go into the mountains to cut firewood. However, most of the time, he would only stay near the foot of the mountain and would never go too deep into the mountains.
But one day, when he was chopping firewood, he met a white rabbit with shiny fur. He wanted to catch it for his child to play with, so he chased after the white rabbit for a long time.
When he finally reacted, he realized that he was already halfway up the mountain. The woodcutter didn't catch the white rabbit, but he met two old men with white hair and beards sitting on a cliff platform. They were holding black and white chess pieces in their hands as they played chess.
He was originally just a farmer in the village, so how could he know anything about chess? But when he saw that the two old men had a sage-like demeanor, he did not dare to make a sound. He stayed beside the two old men and looked at the chessboard.
With this look, the woodcutter was stunned. He felt that he was suddenly on a battlefield, watching a group of white-clothed soldiers and a group of black-clothed soldiers fight back and forth, killing each other without end.
After an unknown period of time, the woodcutter felt someone pat his shoulder. Only then did he wake up with a start and look to the side in a daze.
The woodcutter heard one of the old men say to him, "Although you have the root of wisdom, your fate with the mortal world is not yet complete. Go back." Before he could figure out what was going on, after a moment of absent-mindedness, he had already returned to the place where he had been chopping firewood.
He looked around and saw that the surrounding grass was luxuriant and ancient trees towered into the sky. It was very different from before.
The woodcutter panicked and bent down to pick up the axe. Only then did he realize that the handle of the axe had already withered and the blade was rusty.
When he returned to the village, he found that the village had also changed greatly. Unexpectedly, no one in the village recognized him.
After the woodcutter asked a lot of questions, he finally found his home. However, his home had already changed.
It turned out that a full sixty years had passed since he had left to gather firewood. His parents and wife had already passed away one after another. Now, the family had three generations of children and grandchildren.
When this matter was spread, it immediately attracted the attention of many places. Later on, the more it spread, the more bizarre it became. Everyone thought that he had obtained some kind of longevity technique that allowed him to live for sixty years without aging. Later on, there were indeed many hundred year old people in the village. That was how the name of Longevity Village came to be.
"There was actually such a thing? Then what happened after that?" Shen Luo also felt that it was bizarre and could not help but ask.
"Later on, the woodcutter recalled the words of the immortal and bid farewell to his children and grandchildren. He entered the mountains to cultivate. It is said that later on, there were still people who saw him in the mountains. His appearance did not change at all. He often hummed songs while chopping firewood in the mountains. "Ying Luo said.
"It is indeed bizarre. However, I wonder if this person is still in the mountains." Shen Luo looked at the dense forest in the mountains and said with a smile.
"Those are all rumors and should not be taken seriously. In the village …" Before Ying Luo finished speaking, a wild beast's roar suddenly came from the distance.
"Roar …"
The entire mountain forest shook and large amounts of leaves rustled and fell.
Ying Luo only felt a roar in her ears. When she looked around again, she felt as if the world was spinning.
"This sound is still outside the range of my Divine Sense, yet its penetrative power is so strong. I'm afraid it is another Soul Condensation Stage Great Demon. We should not alarm it." Shen Luo's expression also changed and he immediately said.
Ying Luo heard this and her face turned pale. She hurriedly followed Shen Luo's footsteps and walked up the mountain.
"That thing has discovered us and has already caught up …" Only after running a few dozen feet, Shen Luo suddenly stopped her.
As soon as his voice fell, the mountain forest in front of them shook. Large amounts of thick trees collapsed to the sides, making a "crack" sound.
Shen Luo's eyes narrowed as he stared at the movement in front of them.
A moment later, the mountain forest in front of them suddenly collapsed. A huge figure of a fierce beast flew out from it and landed in front of them.
This beast was over 20 feet long and had a tail that was almost as long as its body. Its entire body was covered in snow white fur that was mixed with black stripes. Shockingly, it was a ferocious tiger demon.
There was a light blue mane around its head, a pair of dark red round eyes as big as copper bells, and a steel needle-like beard on the side of its mouth. Its two upper canine teeth were as sharp as knives and protruded from its lower lip, flashing a cold light.
"Heaven Devouring Tiger!" Ying Luo saw this and exclaimed.
Hearing this, the tiger demon did not even look at her. It just stared at Shen Luo with its dark red eyes.
"You have the smell of a wild leopard on you. No, it is the smell of its Monster Core. There is also the smell of a coquettish fox …" The Heaven Devouring Tiger suddenly wrinkled its nose and sniffed the air.
Its voice was calm and sounded like the voice of a middle-aged man.
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