Family Cultivation: My Comprehension Can Be Stored

"Okay, since you are going to class, I won't bother you, the students of ethnology are still waiting for me."

Just when everyone was about to go to the Linglong Pagoda of Jiuxu, Chen Xianhe said with a smile.

"Uncle Thirteen?"

"Go."

Chen Xianhe waved his hand.

"Um."

Chen Daoxuan cupped his hands in a salute, and led fifty-four elites of the family's lucky generation, slowly walking towards the interior of the blue pagoda.

Chen Xianhe glanced at the people who were drifting away, smiled, used the Wind Control Technique, and flew in the direction of Zu Xue.

Walk to the gate of Linglong Pagoda in Jiuxu.

As if sensing the master's arrival, the door of the Jiuxu Linglong Pagoda automatically opened with a rumbling sound.

"It is said that the magic weapon above the fourth level has a much higher spiritual intelligence than the third-level magic weapon. This is probably the spirit of the blue pagoda."

Proudly striding forward, he approached the blue pagoda, followed by the elite children of the lucky generation, and filed in.

next second.

Everyone walked together to an extremely wide space in the tower.

The Jiuxu Linglong Pagoda has nine floors, each of which can be set up with nine levels of illusions. The nine levels of illusions can be set up according to the needs of users.

Generally speaking.

Big families and sects will choose several grinding illusions.

For example, the illusion of sharpening the disciple's state of mind, the illusion of enhancing the combat experience of the disciple, and the illusion of enhancing the small-scale cooperation of the disciples and the large-scale collective battle.

The first time Chen Daoxuan saw the monks of the Zhou family fight against the mermaids, thousands of Zhou family monks gathered together, and the sword array released by them defeated the herd of beasts controlled by the mermaids with one encounter.

It can be said to be powerful to the extreme.

Taking a closer look, not all of those Zhou family disciples have very high cultivation bases, and most of them are even late-stage Qi refining monks.

But this group of monks from the Zhou family, who were nearly ten times smaller than the mermaids, defeated the mermaids ten times their size and the herd of beasts that were even more numerous.

Not to mention tough.

Compared with those scattered cultivators, the two are not at the same level at all.

Chen Daoxuan estimated that even if the number of casual cultivators and Zhou family cultivators were the same, their cultivation levels would be equal.

If the two sides fought on a large scale, the casual cultivators probably wouldn't be able to last a round in the hands of the Zhou family monks, and would be defeated by the Zhou family monks, and then they would be slaughtered one-sidedly.

This is the difference between being trained and not being trained.

True.

The first determinant of a monk's strength is his cultivation, but when there is no huge gap between everyone's cultivation, other factors are also very important.

This includes combat experience and the cooperation between monks.

The reason why the coalition forces in the western defense area are weak does not only mean that the coalition forces in the western defense area are the fewest.

These casual cultivators seldom received formal military training. Coupled with the loss of Zhennan Pass, very few of them even went to the front line.

Just ask, how much combat power can such an army composed of monks have?

Perhaps alone, they can still play a role.

If a large-scale battle is assembled, a well-trained army of monks can defeat them in one face-to-face.

"Owner."

As soon as he stepped into the first floor of the pagoda, a childish voice sounded in the empty space on the first floor.

"You are the pagoda spirit of the Linglong Pagoda in the Nine Ruins?"

"Yes Master."

The immature child's voice replied again.

After pondering for a moment, Chen Daoxuan communicated with its spiritual sense: "As far as I know, you should have the ability to set up illusions, but I don't know how to set them up?"

"The Nine Ruins Linglong Pagoda comes with nine illusions, and the illusions on each floor are different. If the owner wants to add or delete something in the environment, just communicate with me directly.

However, the setting of the illusion also needs to consider the issue of authenticity. If the things added by the owner are too different from the original content of the illusion, the illusion will be too illusory and lose the sense of reality.

Therefore, the owner needs to think about the content of additions and subtractions. "

"What is the illusion on the first floor?"

"Master, please take a look."

The words just fell off.

The scene in front of everyone's eyes suddenly changed.

In Chen Daoxuan's sea of ​​consciousness, the golden scriptures trembled slightly.

He suddenly realized that as long as he wanted to, he could get rid of the illusion in front of him at any time.

But other monks of the "Fu" generation did not have this ability. Watching the scene in front of them suddenly change from the quiet and peaceful environment in the pagoda to the foot of the city gate with a desolate atmosphere.

The older monks of the Fu generation were okay, but the younger monks were directly frightened by the scene in front of them.

"kill!"

Before everyone came back to their senses, a sound of shouting and killing sounded behind them.

I saw a group of about 100 Izumo enemy monks wearing spirit armor flying towards the crowd.

Before the people arrived, a sword formation composed of hundreds of flying swords blasted towards the crowd first.

"ah!!"

It wasn't just someone who exclaimed, and then sat down on the ground in fright.

Chen Fusheng was the oldest, but facing this desperate scene, he also felt parched and trembling unconsciously.

One hundred monks in the late stage of Qi refining, wearing the first-grade high-grade spiritual armor, have been battle-tested and know how to form and cooperate.

Such an opponent.

Not to mention them, even if Chen Daoxuan in the Qi refining period met him, he would have to run away immediately.

Although Chen Fusheng was extremely frightened, he still slapped the storage bag on his waist, and the natal spirit armor quickly covered his whole body.

Almost four years.

Under Chen Daoxuan's key care, Chen Fusheng's cultivation base has been promoted to the eighth level of Qi refining.

This speed can be said to be the first of its kind for all the monks in the Qi refining period in Guang'an Mansion.

But thinking of all the resources that were thrown at him, not to mention that the big clan in Guang'an Mansion wouldn't do such a thing, even the Qianyuan Sword Sect couldn't be so tyrannical, investing so much in a mere qi refining period monk.

Unless this monk in the Qi refining period is a direct descendant of a high-ranking Qianyuan Jianzong.

It's almost the same from the high level's own pocket.

The bigger the power, the more formalized and institutionalized the cultivation of disciples, it is impossible to play like the Chen family.

Besides, the establishment of the foundation in the early years and the foundation in the later years did not have that much influence on the monks.

There are many monks who have invested resources crazily in the early stage, and their cultivation base has improved rapidly.

There are too many examples of people who are limited by their talent and understanding after building a foundation, and their cultivation base progresses slowly, so that the gap is too large to recover from a setback.

Therefore, sometimes it is not a good thing to improve the cultivation base too quickly during the Qi refining period, but it is easy for the monk to lose himself.

To a certain extent, the Chen family's training method for monks in the kendo class of the preaching hall is indeed a kind of breeding.

However, there are not many monks of the blessing generation, and with Chen Daoxuan always watching over them and guiding their mood, there are no problems in this regard for the time being.

More importantly, with the function of preaching, the kendo state of this group of Fu monks, the highest such as Chen Fusheng, has already touched the threshold of sword intent.

Now I am comprehending the spell dao patterns in various spells, and want to integrate the dao into the sword.

Once successful, he will become the Chen family's second qi refining period to comprehend the existence of sword intent, and he will be much younger than Chen Daoxuan.

Although the other monks of the Fu generation have not been preached for as long as Chen Fusheng, almost all of them have practiced one or several first-level swordsmanship to the perfection state.

The strength is far superior to that of the monks in the Qi refining period of the same level.

In addition, each of them is equipped with the best first-tier high-grade flying sword, natal spirit armor, and the Chen family's unique fortune white lotus.

As for foreign objects such as talismans, they are not lacking.

Therefore, in terms of real strength, the oldest monks in their group are no more than nine years old, and the youngest are no more than five years old.

Compared with the strength of the hundred Izumo country enemy monks in front of them, they are much stronger.

But in terms of experience against the enemy, and more importantly, the state of mind against the enemy, they are still far behind.

Except for Chen Fusheng, all the monks of the Fu generation present at the scene were frightened by the murderous aura of these Izumo monks, and none of them dared to fight back, and they all stood there dumbfounded.

Chen Daoxuan stared at the scene in front of him coldly.

He knew that this was a hurdle that the group of Fu monks in front of him had to go through.

This group of people, if nothing happens in the future, they will all enter the Chen family's military headquarters, which is the Chen family's force department that Chen Daoxuan envisioned.

It is the force guarantee for guarding the Chen family.

Their strength may not be the strongest, but they must not be weak, let alone fear the enemy.

Otherwise, no matter how high the cultivation base is, no matter how strong the strength is, if you can't show it or if you are afraid of the enemy, you will still be a waste, just like Ye Wudao, the ancestor of the Ye family.

"kill!!"

Chen Fusheng's immature voice broke the silence.

A flying sword glowing with blue light exploded with a nine-foot-long sword light, and charged towards the enemy.

Chen Fusheng's flying sword quickly tore a gap in the sword formation of the Izumo monks, and charged towards the enemy.

However, although Chen Fusheng is strong, the sword array on the opposite side was used jointly by a hundred monks. Just as the sword light tore a gap, it was blocked by the subsequent flying swords.

Chen Fusheng's flying sword suddenly sank into a quagmire.

With one against one hundred, and one hundred monks of the same level who are proficient in sword formation, even with Chen Fusheng's strength far surpassing the opponent's, it is still a bit tricky.

How to fight this?

At this time, the other monks of the "Fu" generation finally came to their senses.

They sacrificed flying swords one after another, and attacked the monks of Izumo Kingdom.

There are more than fifty monks of the "Fu" generation, and their swordsmanship is far superior to that of monks of the same rank. The power of each of the flying swords is at least twice that of the monks of the same rank.

The addition of these fifty flying swords tore the sword array of one hundred Izumo monks into pieces in an instant.

next.

It was a one-sided massacre.

It takes less than half a cup of tea before and after.

As the last monk from the Izumo Kingdom was beheaded on the spot by the monk of the Fu character generation, everyone withdrew from the illusion together.

"Hoo hoo!"

"Hahaha, I won, I won!"

"They are not as strong as they appear in their aura, the power of each flying sword is so weak!"

"Yeah, it scared the hell out of me at first!"

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This group of monks of the "Fu" generation were all secretly delighted, but they didn't know that Chen Daoxuan's face was already ashen.

"call!"

He let out a long sigh of relief, and forcibly suppressed the curse words on his lips.

think carefully.

This is the first time a monk of the Fu generation has participated in a battle. Isn't it normal to behave like this?

He thought about the first time he participated in the battle, it was with a group of casual cultivators to kill a first-order blood-spotted sea snake. Wasn't he also excited like a drum at that time?

Think about it.

Chen Daoxuan's mentality gradually calmed down.