But here, there is no such person.

Each spirit tablet owner is at least at the Cave Mystic Realm or above, which means that they have all lived for a long time, ranging from a hundred years to hundreds of thousands of years.

Just like Master Wanmo, he is two hundred years old.

What Tao Qian is reading at this time is his ups and downs in the first half of his life. Although it is very exciting, Tao Qian can't bear to read it now.

Fortunately, Tao Qian soon discovered that he could actually speed up.

Although this behavior will aggravate alienation and pollution.

But obviously, the trembling Tao Qian didn't care about this.

"In a way, am I watching a movie?"

After muttering another word, Tao Qian started to speed up without any politeness.

Even so, it took several hours for Tao Qian to wake up.

His palms were separated from the spiritual monument, his breathing was rapid, and his eyes could not hide the surprise and joy.

For several hours, as a bystander, Tao Qian watched the ups and downs of the life of a peerless genius.

Even though Tao Qian has some confidence in himself, now imagine if Master Wanmo were to be his opponent, even if he was at the same level, would he be able to defeat him?

The answer is uncertain, but Tao Qian doesn't have much confidence.

"This Uncle Wanmo is not only born with the seed of monasticism, but what is even more terrifying is his talent for killing."

"It seems that if any killing magical power comes into his hands, no matter how difficult it is to practice, he can quickly master it, and he can master each skill extremely well."

"His cultivation is basically from killing all the way up."

"If he had been the one to deal with the disaster in southern Guangdong, I'm afraid he would have killed hundreds of birds starting from the Xiangrou Festival, and he would probably have gone up there with a headache."

"The strange thing is that he won every time, except for the final decisive battle at the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference, where he should have lost."

"The reason is that when he was building the foundation, he only had the intention of killing. As a result, he failed to complete it and suffered serious damage, which led to a complete failure."

"However, this uncle's temperament is the same. Even when it was time to carve the monument, he never regretted it. He only said that the three methods of Lingbao to temper the Tao foundation were that the lower method was too weak and the upper method was too empty. He chose to use the middle method and use human hair.

Murderous intent, use your own murderous intent to kill others. The world will be overturned, and everything will be dark."

Along with these thoughts, the answers to previous doubts also emerged in Tao Qian's mind.

The internal and external tempering method used by Lingbao Sect to break through the foundation and advance to the realm of transformation is divided into three levels, or three methods.

The inferior ones are refined with foreign substances!

The middle grade is refined with heavenly signs and visions!

The top grade is refined with all things in heaven and earth!

…

"Uncle Master Wanmo said that going to the Dharma is in space. To a certain extent, he is also saying that it is too difficult."

"Even in the Lingbao Sect, where the geniuses gather, there are very few elders and disciples who use top-grade methods to refine their Dao foundations and become extraordinary."

"Even fewer succeed in the end."

"Even my master Duobao Zhenjun, Fairy Yunhua, and others all advanced to the mortal world using the middle-grade method."

"Li Changle deliberately revealed that my master seems to be planning to let me use the [High-grade tempering method] to transform into a mortal?"
Chapter completed!