Lu Zhou was slightly enraged. He unleashed his energy again. The energy formed a halo that shot into the sky. The ten disciples were immediately sent flying and disappeared from sight.
A master was a master!
A disciple would always be a disciple!
Offending one's superiors, deceiving one's master, and destroying one's ancestors was a red line that could never be crossed!
Lu Zhou's counterattack struck him as well.
Barf!
Lu Zhou arched his back and took three steps back.
These three steps seemed to have crossed mountains and rivers. The Evil Sky Pavilion on Golden Court Mountain and the Landscape Pavilion on Golden Court Mountain were so far away from him. He spat out another mouthful of blood.
His dantian's sea of Qi was shattered.
There was a buzzing sound in his ears, like tinnitus. His mind was in a blank state.
The mysterious voice rang in his ears again. There was a hint of worry in it. "Get back! Quick! "
Lu Zhou took a deep breath.
His chest rose and fell as he panted. He was like an old man who had been working in the fields for a long time and wanted to sit down and rest. He did not feel any pain. He did not feel the pain of his dantian's sea of Qi being shattered.
He merely sighed softly.
He shook his head and looked at the top of the Evil Sky Pavilion.
"Perhaps … you're right."
"Becoming a Perfected Body isn't as easy as you think."
"Perfect physique? Perfected Body? Perfected Body? Perfected Body? It's just a hurdle on the path of cultivation. If you can't, you'll stop and rest. If you fall, you'll get back up. "
…
On the Heaven Hook Ropeway. The cultivators on the Soaring Peaks exchanged glances and frowned.
"Is he possessed? This isn't a good sign! I'm afraid it'll affect his future cultivation! "
"Call him back!"
On the Soaring Peak, Jie Jinan's brows were tightly knitted together. His expression did not look good as well. He looked at Lu Zhou who hovered in the middle of the Heaven Hook Ropeway. He was like duckweed or a grain of sand. The wind and snow could wipe this grain of sand off the face of the earth at any time.
Humans were too insignificant, after all. It was too difficult for them to fight the world on their own.
"Get back!" Jie Jinan projected his voice again.
His voice reached the middle of the mountain like a thunderclap.
Lu Zhou was unmoved. He said indifferently, "Tell me … what is a Perfected Body?"
None of the cultivators on the north and south sides of the Sky-reaching Peak could answer.
They could no longer see Lu Zhou's figure. All they could see was his blurry figure struggling in the snow.
"The Zhenren of ancient times slept without dreams, felt without worries, ate unwillingly, and breathed deeply … The Zhenren of ancient times did not know life, did not know evil or death, did not feel happy when he came out, did not enter far away, did not go far …" (Grandmaster Zhuangzi)
“？？？”
Jie Jinan didn't know why he was still struggling.
He could wait for the next time.
With experience and mental preparation, it would be easier for him to pass the Life Gate.
At this rate, if he were to suffer from the backlash of his inner demons, failing to advance would be the least of his worries. In the worst case scenario, he would lose all of his cultivation and would never be able to advance again.
…
Lu Zhou's eyes suddenly became deep and spirited. With a flash, he advanced another third of the way.
Everyone cried out in alarm.
They could not see Lu Zhou's surroundings. All they could see was a figure moving like a phantom.
"His backlash is too strong. How can he still mobilize his Yuan Qi?"
No one knew, and no one could answer.
Jie Jinan didn't try to persuade him anymore. Instead, he watched quietly. After a long time, he muttered to himself, "It's still the same!"
Lu Zhou arrived in front of Golden Court Mountain.
Forcefully mobilizing his Primordial Qi was just Blue Avatar's final struggle.
The destruction of his dantian would cause him to lose all of his Primal Qi, avatar, and cultivation base.
Shadows filled the sky and attacked from all directions.
Yu Zhenghai, Yu Shangrong, Duanmu Sheng, Mingshi Yin …
Lu Zhou sighed softly and said, "There's a saying in ancient times that it's the father's fault if he doesn't teach his son well, and it's the teacher's laziness if he doesn't teach his son well. Maybe. "
He stopped moving, stopped mobilizing his vital qi, and stopped everything.
The vital energy in his eight extraordinary meridians had disappeared, the vital energy in his dantian's Qi Sea had disappeared, and so had the walls of his Qi Sea.
He closed his eyes.
The sound of the wind on Golden Court Mountain was getting farther and farther away.
"Master …"
The shouts of the disciples were getting further and further away.
"Master, please accept a bow from your disciple." Yu Zhenghai, who had just joined the Evil Sky Pavilion, said.
"Since I've received my master's promise, I'll keep it for the rest of my life," said Ye Tianxin, who had made a promise when she returned.
"…"
Then, all the voices disappeared.
His Extraordinary Eight Meridians became the most ordinary meridians, and his dantian's sea of Qi became his body of flesh and blood.
What was a Perfected One?
Lu Zhou felt as though he was in a state of dissociation. It was as though he had left his body.
He could clearly feel the gossamer power between heaven and earth pulling the mountains, the earth, the humans, the trees, the birds, and the beasts …
The blood flowing in his Extraordinary Eight Meridians stopped.
His heart stopped beating.
His body temperature disappeared.
Creak!
A layer of white frost covered Lu Zhou's facial features, hair, and body.
Lu Zhou dove and returned to his body.
He tried to open his eyes.
The gossamer power obeyed his will and gathered from all directions!
Crack!
The frost shattered.
His Extraordinary Eight Meridians swiftly regained their flow. His dantian's sea of Qi was reknitted. It was vaster and more mysterious than before.
Primordial Qi surged out of his dantian's sea of Qi like spring water and spread throughout his body. The coldness was chased away with a single breath.
Lu Zhou opened his eyes abruptly.
He looked ahead with a deep gaze. The illusions and inner demons were gone.
He returned to the Heaven Connecting Cableway and returned to the North and South Soaring Peaks.
The surging Primordial Qi between heaven and earth gathered with Lu Zhou as the center and the Skyhook Ropeway as the bridge. It formed a towering whirlwind.
"Heavens! It's done! "
"He's the first person in history to come back from the brink of death! Is this a Perfected One? "
"Hush, this is a crucial moment …"
The others felt their bodies trembling.
They wanted to witness the birth of a Perfected One.
At this moment …
A white figure appeared in the skies.
Inside the whirlwind, the white-robed cultivator wielded a halberd. His eyes were sharp as he looked down at Lu Zhou who was on the Skyhook Ropeway.
"The balancer!"
"Is that the balancer?"
"Retreat!"
The white-robed cultivator unleashed his grand technique. He seemed to have descended from the nine heavens. In just a blink of an eye, he appeared before the others. He said indifferently, "I've finally found you."
He held his halberd horizontally before him and stabbed it toward Lu Zhou.
The halberd was about to pierce Lu Zhou's face when Jie Jinan appeared before him. He extended his palm and blocked the halberd.
Bam!
Energy rippled as it shot into the nine heavens and cut the ground.
Jie Jinan smiled. "What's the big deal? Why are you in such a hurry …"
The white-robed cultivator frowned and asked, "Who are you?"
"I'm human."
"It's best if you don't interfere with the balancer's business," the white-robed cultivator said.
"It's just one more Perfected One. I've never seen you make a move against the four of you before. Why are you so anxious now?" Jie Jinan asked, puzzled.
The white-robed cultivator snorted and projected his voice.
"He's been close to Yinggou … I have enough reason to suspect that he's the Devil God."
Jie Jinan did not know whether to laugh or cry. "You're interesting. How many years has it been since the Devil God was sung? It's been 100,000 years. Have you ever seen one? Get lost! "
He pushed his palm forward. Bam!
The white-robed cultivator reeled from Jie Jinan's push. He tasted something sweet in his throat as blood gushed up his throat.
The white-robed cultivator stared at Jie Jinan and asked, "Who are you?"
"Don't you balancers have the ability to see through me? I'll give you a chance … "Jie Jinan spread his arms.
The white-robed cultivator retracted his halberd and calmed himself down. He said, "I'll report this to the Holy Temple. You can protect him now, but you can't protect him forever."
Jie Jinan frowned. "How troublesome."
Whizz!
A peculiar resonance of energy rang from behind Jie Jinan.
Jie Jinan exclaimed in surprise. When he turned around, Lu Zhou was nowhere to be seen.
When he turned around again, Lu Zhou was already in front of the white-robed cultivator. Lu Zhou was bathed in a faint blue light.
He pushed his palm down toward the white-robed cultivator's face. "If you want to report this, you can stay here!"
Abandon Wisdom hovered between his fingers. The azure power of heaven's will bore down on the white-robed cultivator.
The white-robed cultivator wanted to move, but he discovered that the space around him seemed to be frozen. He could not move.
Bam!
The palm print collided with his chest.
His body arched backward and fell like a meteor. In just a blink of an eye, he crashed into the foot of the Soaring Peak. Boom!
Jie Jinan said in shock, "Great Perfected One?"
PS: Requesting recommendation votes and monthly votes. Two chapters with 5K words. I'm out of the top 50 monthly votes. Ahhh, requesting votes … Thank you.
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