Chapter 620: Flesh and Blood Weakness, Mechanism Ascension"Hahahaha!" Sun Lingtong laughed loudly in the underworld.

After he left the Water Burial Valley, he continued on his journey to find Luo Si and communicated with Ning Zhuo again.

Ning Zhuo naturally would not hide anything from him and told him about his important discovery, which made Sun Lingtong laugh out loud on the cow's back.

Ning Zhuo was speechless for a while.

When Sun Lingtong's laughter subsided, he sighed, "Boss, the matter between me and Miss Qingchi is not the key. It's the matter itself that makes my scalp tingle!"

"You see, I chose the "Art of Carrying Soldiers and Carrying Evils" not long ago. But when it was applied to Qing Chi, it seemed as if I had prepared it specially for her!"

"Is this the way of fate? It's too scary."

Sun Lingtong grinned, still laughing: "I think this matter is very interesting, quite interesting!"

"After this incident, I now fully realize that something as invisible as fate is a treasure in the world."

"If we could steal the luck of others and improve ourselves, how wonderful would that be?"

"We will always be lucky, and everything will go as we wish, just like the smooth sailing of Qingchi's army!"

Ning Zhuo's face was still not good: "Boss, that's not what I meant."

Sun Lingtong laughed: "Of course I know what you mean."

"Do you think that you and I are just pawns, controlled by the heavens? Just like when you purchased the "Art of Carrying Soldiers and Carrying Evils", you were actually controlled and dominated by heaven and earth?"

Ning Zhuo nodded: "Yes, Boss. Is our journey also a script arranged by heaven?"

"We are like characters in a book, puppets in a play. We always think we are free, but we don't know that everything is controlled by an almighty master! There are even countless spectators who are observing us from angles that are difficult for us to understand, just like watching a play?"

"Our self-perception of freedom is but an illusion!"

Sun Lingtong was silent for a moment, then shrugged and said, "I don't know the answer to this question either."

"I was thinking, even if that's the case, so what?"

"We can never surpass the heavens, right?"

"Can the legendary immortals surpass the heavens? I don't know."

"But I know that even if we are manipulated, we are just playing small tricks."

"What does it matter whether it's free or not?"

"Even if I'm a puppet in a play, isn't it nice to enjoy the drama of the moment? In short, these things are interesting, aren't they?"

Ning Zhuo fell silent.

Sun Lingtong comforted him: "In short, we are still too weak. If we delve into such a difficult problem now, there is no hope of getting the answer."

"Why not enjoy the current adventure first, practice step by step, and become a big shot in the future? It won't be too late to think about this problem now."

Ning Zhuo pondered and said, "Boss, I've thought about it and I think that purchasing the "Art of Carrying Soldiers and Carrying Evils" this time should be my own idea."

"I have roughly read the introductions of all the military strategies in the library and compared them many times. This military strategy is always the most suitable."

"If fate is supreme and can arrange everything, how could a person like Lord Wangchuan appear?"

Sun Lingtong clapped his hands and exclaimed: "That's right! Xiaozhuo, you have a good brain. You figured it out now, didn't you?"

"If fate can arrange everything, it will definitely not arrange for a cultivator to go against the will of heaven. Otherwise, wouldn't that be asking for trouble?"

“I like that answer very much.”

"In this way, everything is not arranged in the script, and nothing is fixed, which makes it much more interesting."

At this point, Sun Lingtong couldn't help but recall Ning Zhuo's poetry recitation in the Lava Fairy Palace -

…I have endured the hardships of sixteen years, and my will has deepened through countless hardships. Emotions and reason are intertwined, and the people are my eternal subjects…

Sun Lingtong said with emotion: "In fact, we are the same kind of people as Lord Wangchuan. On the contrary, the old man with gray bones who helped us is following the will of heaven."

Ning Zhuo showed a strange look: "Speaking of the Gray Bone Old Man, if I have the chance in the future, I really want to ask him for advice."

"If possible, I would like to take him as my master!"

Sun Lingtong: "I also want to learn divination skills, but I'm worried that this old man's rules are too strict. Among the hundred arts of cultivation, divination is the art that studies the knowledge of fate the most deeply."

"I want to learn too!"

Ning Zhuo spoke out what was in his heart: "Boss, you want to learn how to steal other people's luck, right?"

Sun Lingtong: "Haha, don't you think this is interesting? Maybe in the future, I can successfully steal it, but others won't know that their treasure is lost yet."

“Whenever I think about this picture, I find it very interesting!”

Ning Zhuo: "Divination is not a popular subject. I hope that Old Man Gray Bone can teach me some secrets because I am Yang Tian's variable."

Sun Lingtong shook his head: "I don't think it's reliable. We are not the same kind of people as the Gray Bone Old Man. I have come into contact with his clone once, and this old guy gave me the feeling of being able to see through people like seeing through fire, and being unfathomable."

"Rather than becoming his disciple, I think that if you become a disciple of the Wanxiang Sect in the future, you may have a better chance of acquiring the skills of divination."

Sun Lingtong has always had a very sharp insight into human nature.

At the beginning, when he was in Huoshi Xiancheng, he had already seen through Zhu Xuanji's true nature. He simply flattered Zhu Xuanji and acted like a rogue, which really left Zhu Xuanji with no choice.

Ning Zhuo naturally knew his boss's abilities, and immediately lowered his expectations of the Gray Bone Old Man.

"I still have to pay a personal visit to the Gray Bone Old Man. If it doesn't work out, then it doesn't work out."

"As a super power, the Wanxiang Sect should have divination skills. Perhaps I can get in touch with them."

"Even if neither of these two methods work, we should still pay more attention to it in the future and try our best to collect the skills of divination. What do you think, Boss?"

Sun Lingtong immediately said: "I fully agree with this!"

After this experience, the two of them fully realized the power of divination as a skill of cultivation, and they were both greatly attracted to it.

In the underworld, Sun Lingtong led the bull cavalrymen deep into the heart of the Wangchuan underworld.

This time, he wanted to find Ross and seek some help.

In the world of the living, Ning Zhuo continued his cultivation while paying attention to Sun Lingtong's movements and paying close attention to the developments in Baizhi Immortal City.

Ning Zhuo's soul cultivation has come to a halt, mainly because his soul's foundation has advanced too rapidly and become too powerful, which has put pressure on his physical body.

Therefore, he adjusted his practice - he spent most of his time hiding in the fetal breathing spirit boat to improve his physical foundation.

Apart from that, he practiced the "Art of Carrying Soldiers and Carrying Evils". However, the practice of the Three Sects' Supreme Method was almost stopped due to time constraints.

The "Art of Carrying Soldiers and Carrying Evil Spirits" can collect the evil spirits outside the body, gather them together, and form military evil spirits. When appropriate, it can be used in many ways. For example, using it on spells can make spells more powerful.

In particular, Junsha can restrain ghosts and villains, which is very helpful for Ning Zhuo to deal with those ghosts.

Ning Zhuo collected military evil spirits in order to meet one of the three conditions and destroy the Lord of Wangchuan's century-long plan in the future.

Qing Chi collects military evil and then connects them to accelerate the cohesion of his own army's morale.

Ning Zhuo was practicing inside the giant paper statue, while Qing Chi was sitting cross-legged at the feet of the statue.

The latter's comprehension was also quite remarkable. He quickly understood the art of war, and continued to apply it, becoming more and more proficient at it.

The speed at which the army's morale is gathering is increasing, and every day brings a different atmosphere.

Ning Zhuo saw Qing Chi's progress.

He had kept his distance from Qing Chi before. After all, he was not Jiao Ma at all and didn't want to hinder other people's happiness in life.

But now, the situation has changed. It concerns the century-old evil scheme of Lord Wangchuan, the safety of the people in Baizhi Fairy City, and his mother's last wishes. Ning Zhuo can only adjust his strategy.

Therefore, in the intervals between his practice, he took the initiative to invite Qing Chi and Li Xiangshang to a banquet.

Qing Chi was overjoyed and agreed to attend every banquet. She tried her best to persuade Ning Zhuo to drink and get him drunk, with bad intentions.

Ning Zhuo realized this and tried to invite Qing Chi less often and Li Xiangshang more often.

Contact with Li Xiangshang could also help Ning Zhuo understand the progress of Qing Chi's military morale.

After several banquets, Ning Zhuo had a deeper understanding of Li Xiangshang.

He knew that Li Xiangshang was a man of asceticism. His true form was a carp, which was caught by Madam Lao Yue with a net.

The White-shouldered Dragon King banned fishing in the Cangjiang River a long time ago.

Madam Lao Yue's action was a deliberate provocation, so the White-shou Dragon King showed up, stopped Madam Lao Yue, and made a bet with her.

The specific content of the bet is: the White-shouldered Dragon King selects a carp from the fishing net, cultivates it, and places it in a pool of weak water, betting that it can practice successfully, continue to rise, and finally escape the trap of the weak water.

Obviously, Li Xiangshang is the lucky carp.

He was originally in a daze, and it was almost impossible for him to embark on the path of cultivation on his own.

But after being chosen by the Dragon King, he directly taught him the precious scripture "Shenglongbian" and continuously provided him with high-quality cultivation resources, just to make the bet successful.

Li Xiangshang finally lived up to expectations and practiced hard, constantly rising to higher levels of weak water, getting closer to the water surface step by step, and finally jumping out, breaking out of the limitations of his own life.

Li Xiangshang was very grateful to the White-shou Dragon King and had great respect for him. After helping the Dragon King win the bet, he was accepted as his subordinate.

On weekdays, Li Xiangshang still focused on his hard practice and seldom socialized.

This time, he was in seclusion and was summoned by the Dragon King, who ordered him to bring the Golden Nest Monster Seed to the White Paper Fairy City to carry out a support mission.

Ning Zhuo found out the truth and was secretly amazed. With his skills, he quickly closed the distance with Li Xiangshang.

Li Xiangshang initially had a negative opinion of Ning Zhuo, but Ning Zhuo was always as warm as a spring breeze, which quickly changed Li Xiangshang's opinion.

During this period, Ning Zhuo took advantage of the alcohol and took the opportunity when Qing Chi was not present to propose a competition with Li Xiangshang.

This time of competition directly won Li Xiangshang's respect!Ning Zhuo raised his glass and said, "Senior Li, I am really curious and I can no longer bear it. But I am also worried that if I ask this question, it will be seen as exploring the mysteries of other people's cultivation, which will offend you, Senior."

Li Xiangshang clinked glasses with Ning Zhuo first, and after drinking, he laughed: "You want to ask about my talent, right? In fact, if you ask Qing Chi, she will definitely answer you. Not only does she know the name of my talent, but I have also blessed her with talent, so she has personal experience."

Ning Zhuo shook his head: "This is the secret of your cultivation, Senior Li. If I ask others, it means I don't take you seriously. This is not the way to treat a friend."

"I would rather ask you directly. If you don't want to tell me, I will definitely understand. I will drink three cups as punishment and never ask you again from now on!"

After hearing this, Li Xiangshang's favorable impression of Ning Zhuo increased.

He touched the back of his head and said, "Well, there's nothing to hide. Many people know about this."

"My talent is just inferior, called rotten fish to fill the gap. As the name suggests, it can lower many cultivation standards."

"For example, it is difficult to gather the morale of the army, but Miss Qingchi can cross this initial threshold with my assistance."

When Ning Zhuo heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he subconsciously exerted a little force with his fingers and squeezed the wine glass.

He pressed the issue, "How much can the cultivation standards be lowered? Is there any limit?"

Li Xiangshang replied, saying that he had pondered for a long time and that most of the cultivation standards could be lowered. However, the degree of lowering was limited and there were also major drawbacks.

Li Xiangshang smiled bitterly: "This drawback is quite serious, otherwise, our rotten fish wouldn't be just inferior."

Ning Zhuo said, "Oh," and guessed, "Senior Li, let me guess, will this talent cause sores after use?"

Li shook his head upward. "It's much worse than a sore."

He lifted up the armor on his belly, stretched out his fingers, and pressed them on his scales.

Ning Zhuo saw that the fish scales immediately sank to a very deep degree, and without any rebound, they went straight down and formed a small pit.

Ning Zhuo suddenly realized something.

Li Xiangshang took the initiative to reveal the answer: "Most of my flesh and blood has rotted away. If I hadn't tried my best to maintain and heal my wounds, I would have died of rot long ago."

"My current combat power is only one tenth of what it used to be."

"Every time I use my talent, I have to recuperate for a long time. Lord Long Jun once found many kinds of spiritual medicine for me, and he even personally treated my injuries, but the effect was mediocre."

"This is just inferior talent, but I am already content!"

"If I didn't have this talent, how could I be chosen by the Dragon King? If I didn't have this talent to lower the standard of practice, how could I have mastered the "Rising Dragon Transformation"?"

"Compared to countless ordinary carps, I am already very lucky."

Ning Zhuo exclaimed: "The senior has a peaceful mind like the sea, which is worth learning from for the younger generation."

He narrowed his eyes slightly again, pressed his thumb lightly on the mechanical ring, and said meaningfully: "Talent is talent, even if it is low-level talent, as long as it is used in the right way, it can exert unexpected and unimaginable power and wonderful uses!"

It's like Zheng Jian's insightful vision.

This talent is of medium quality and can give the cultivator amazing intuition. Its biggest drawback is that it can only be triggered when the mind is calm.

But Zheng Jian's spiritual power is placed in the mechanical ring. He does not think and remains calm. This means that its biggest drawback has been eliminated.

Ning Zhuo looked at Li Xiangshang in front of him, and wanted to ask in his heart: "Senior Li, have you ever considered changing your body to practice? Flesh and blood are weak, but organs can ascend."

(End of this chapter)