Chapter 543 The Last Saint


    "The last...saint?"


    Luo Jun said in surprise: "Doesn''t that mean that the saint... is extinct?"


    Midye nodded, with a feeling of loneliness in his eyes.


    “A long time ago, when the gods fell into silence, everyone fell into despair, and everyone was trying to listen to the voice of the gods again, but slowly, people found that no matter how they prayed, the gods no longer responded.”


    "So, some people began to try to recreate miracles in the world. People were no longer limited to the cultivation of concentrating their minds, but began to look for higher realms and want to fill those vacant divine positions. Finally, with the continuous efforts of people, they finally broke through the shackles of concentrating their minds and gained higher levels of power, and that power was called the power of immortals, which is what you call the realm of feathering."


    "Wait..." Luo Jun interrupted Midye''s statement: "What do you mean is that a long time ago, when mortals could still communicate with gods, there was no feathering?"


    Midye nodded: "The method of cultivating vitality is taught to mortals by the gods. It is only these three realms. And the one who cultivates all the three realms to the extreme is the peak you are talking about now, which is the strongest combat power of mortals back then."


    "The technology of becoming a fairy does not come from the gods, but a new technology that has been learned by mortals who have been constantly trying to break through and through countless years and generations!"


    This news gave Luo Jun a huge shock.


    "But the power of feather cannot be compared with the true god..." Luo Jun asked tentatively.


    Midnight nodded: "I have never experienced the era of the True God, but according to my predecessors, the gap between the so-called feathering and the True God is much larger than the gap between the heart and feathering."


    "Many people even suspect that the so-called path of feathering was actually wrong from the beginning, which can only be regarded as an advanced form of the peak. But some people also believe that feathering is the right path, because there is indeed an insurmountable gap between feathering and the peak. All signs show that the peak is just an enhanced version of the state of mind, and is still just a mortal. But immortals are already completely different creatures from mortals."


    "But no matter which of the two remarks is right or wrong, there is always one thing that is certain, that is, after the feathering, no one has found a way to continue to become stronger."


    "Just as everyone is delving into the path of feathering, the emergence of a special ethnic group reveals another possibility."


    "The race of the saint?" Luo Jun remembered what Mr. Yuan once said: "I heard that that special race cannot release the qi, but can practice the foundation of the foundation without limit until he becomes a saint?"


    "You know more than I thought." Midnight smiled slightly, "But you were only half right."


    "That race does have innate defects and cannot let the qi be released, so it is impossible to cultivate the cultivation of the Yuan Realm and the mind-set. But they are naturally strong in body, far better than ordinary races, and have a strong tolerance for the qi, so they are particularly good at practicing the cultivation of the Consolidation Realm."


    "However, no one can practice the solid foundation without limit. They are just that because of their special physique and inheritance, they can practice the three levels of solid foundation more than ordinary people."


    "Practice more...three levels?" Luo Jun said in surprise: "That means..."


    Midye nodded: "Their basic realm can be cultivated to the tenth level, and each level is 100% improved by the full amount. Those who can practice to the tenth level of basic realm are saints. Although they only have the strength of their physical body, they have combat power that can match immortals!"


    As soon as these words came out, Luo Jun''s eyes lit up.


    The tenth level of the foundation state exists!


    There is still a possibility of going further!


    But then he shook his head again: "But even if he can practice to the tenth level, relying solely on physical strength, it is impossible to compete with the feathering."


    Luo Jun’s congenital root bone is now about 80 times that of ordinary people. Even if he has ten levels of solidification, he is only 80,000 times that of ordinary people.


    But he is now in the ninth level of the foundation of the foundation, and his acquired root bone is more than 40,000 times that of ordinary people. In addition, the ninth level of the Peiyuan Realm, which is a growth of hundreds of times. Moreover, there is also the auxiliary combat of Gangqi, which is much stronger than the simple ten-level foundation of the foundation of the foundation. Even so, he still has a gap in facing feathering. How could a person who is just a ten-level solid foundation state become a saint who can become a saint?


    Unless that legendary race, the innate root bone is one hundred thousand million times that of ordinary people. If there is such a race, even if you don’t practice, you will naturally become a superhuman monster until you reach adulthood. Luo Jun doesn’t really believe that there is such a monster clan.


    Midye shook his head: "Different...the first nine levels of the first nine levels of the Guyuan Realm have the same amplitude, but at the tenth level, it is like the state of mind that has broken through the feathering, and it will achieve a qualitative improvement. All the vital energy that has been cultivated so far will be integrated into the limbs and bones, strengthening the physical body to an incredible level. After becoming a saint, there will be no more vital energy flowing in the meridians. Only by relying on the physical body, you can compete with the feathered immortals!"


    Is there such a thing?


    Luo Jun was stunned. If he said so, was his cultivation method after the ninth level of Peiyuan Realm completely wrong? He should not try to compress his vital energy, but should try to integrate his vital energy into his limbs and bones. Should he use the method of strengthening his original state to break through?


    Thinking of this, he immediately tried to mobilize his vitality and recalled the feeling of the time of the solidification realm, but no matter what, he could not find a way to integrate his vitality into his body.


    "You don''t have to try." Midye obviously felt Luo Jun''s abnormal energy movement: "I can feel that the energy on you is different from other people, and it should have broken the limit of the seventh level. But the tenth level cannot be broken so easily. Otherwise, there would not be only a few saints in that race for tens of thousands of years."


    "How many saints have only been released in tens of thousands of years?" Luo Jun said in surprise: "The efficiency of this cultivation is too low, no wonder it ends up extinct..."


    Midye shook his head and said, "The innate roots of that race are more than ten times that of ordinary people. Among them, those with outstanding talents can even reach a hundred times that of ordinary people. With a double increase, even the six or seventh level of the foundation-government realm has the strength to surpass the mind-set of the martial arts faction of other races. Cultivating to the ninth level is even more comparable to or even surpassing the peaks of other races. Moreover, their roots and bones are strong and have special talents. The backlash after the failure of the foundation-government realm is very small, the recovery is fast, the trial and error cost is very low, and the lifespan is very long, so as long as you practice seriously, most of them can practice to the seventh level, and it can be said that the whole nation is a powerful warrior."


    Luo Jun nodded. On average, the first five levels will fail more than ten times. If you are averaging talent, you can achieve it in five to ten years of practice. However, the sixth level requires hundreds of attempts to succeed. This level alone may take decades, which is basically the life of an ordinary person. Therefore, when the cultivators in the main world reach the fifth level of the foundation, they usually do not take the risk of trying to break through.


    But if it is a species of immortality, the breakthrough of the sixth level is not difficult. Even if the seventh level takes hundreds or thousands of years, it may be able to afford it. What''s more, this race has no other way of cultivation. It only focuses on concentrating on the foundation and runs to the dark, and eventually reaches the seventh level or above. There must be many people who can reach the seventh level in the end.


    "Then how did they perish?" Luo Jun asked.


    Midnight sighed long: "Destruction often comes with glory." "After countless generations of efforts, this race finally ushered in a peerless genius. He completed the breakthrough of the ninth level of the Confucian Realm in just a hundred years, and successfully completed the tenth level at the age of 300, becoming the youngest saint in history."


    "Is it the youngest in three hundred years?" Luo Jun was a little surprised.


    "I didn''t have so many treasures that you assist in practicing now." Mid-ye gave him a blank look, "He is real. He started over and over again and again and finally piled up his realm. It was already a record-breaking speed in three hundred years."


    "That''s true, I took a chance, it''s a bit abrupt." Luo Jun hurriedly compensated: "You continue."


    "In short, after he became a saint, he vaguely felt that the saint was not the end of his cultivation. He was a little dissatisfied. Why was his clan destined to be unable to release the qi? Why did the meridians in his body become empty and there would no longer be vitality flowing. In order to get the answer, he traveled through many worlds, competed with countless immortals, hoping to find the opportunity to make a breakthrough."


    "Finally, by chance, he finally found a ruin of gods... No one knew what he found in it, but after he came out, his strength improved by leaps and bounds. Since then, no immortal is his opponent! He has become, recognized by everyone, the closest existence to God!"


    Luo Jun remembered the introduction of the Saint Essence Concentrate. As mentioned above, a person who is one step away from the highest realm...


    "He is the remains I faced in the Trial of Death?"


    Midnight nodded.


    "Then he is so powerful, how did he die in the end?"


    Speaking of this, Mid-ye Yinya nipped her teeth lightly and said slowly: "He died of pride, of conceit, of fear, of jealousy..."


    "He thought he had become the strongest being under the gods, and did not take anyone seriously. He made a high-profile announcement everywhere that he was about to become a god, which eventually caused a murderous disaster."


    "Sages and immortals are completely different paths of cultivation. As I said before, because there has been no progress for many years, many immortals, including me, have begun to doubt the correctness of the path of eucalyptosis. At this time, a saint who has made a breakthrough suddenly appeared. What would you think?"


    "People''s doubts about feathering reached unprecedented heights. At that time, almost everyone believed that the saint was the right path to reaching God!"


    "If this path can be copied, it can be regarded as a way for many immortals who have been confused for many years. But the key is that the cultivation of the saint is fundamentally the unique talent of the ancient race, which others cannot learn. If he really succeeds, then all the immortals who have become immortals will lose their hope of ascending to the gods."


    "This has no logical relationship at all!" Luo Jun complained: "Even if this road is done, it doesn''t mean that other roads are not done. Why are you so stupid?"


    Mid-ye was slightly stunned and nodded and smiled, "You are right, but the immortals at that time no longer cared about rational thinking. At that time, many people had an idea that they could not let this saint succeed in becoming a god!"


    "This makes no sense." Luo Jun said with a black line: "The right or wrong of the path of cultivation is an objective fact. Even if they prevent the saint from ascending to the gods, it cannot prove that they are wrong."


    Mid-ye shook his head and sighed: "The battle of the road is essentially a battle of faith. Countless people have worked hard for countless years, and suddenly one day they are pointed out that it may be wrong. Even if they are deceiving themselves, people will try to destroy all the evidence, or destroy the person who makes the evidence!"


    "So, a group of extreme feathered immortals formed an alliance and launched a sniper attack on the saint..."


    "But the saint is too strong. Even if it is outnumbered, no one can stop him from leaving. In the end, after paying the price of the fall of seven immortals, he was successfully escaped by that saint."


    "But that extreme alliance was not willing to give up. They gathered more people, found the hometown of that ethnic group, and launched a massacre of the saints!"


    "Although several saints appeared in the clan''s history, most of them fell for various reasons in the long years. Apart from that genius, only the great elders in the clan were left. However, the great elders were far less powerful than that genius, and they could not resist the siege of many immortals. They were eventually killed in battle, and the entire clan was also slaughtered..."


    "This behavior finally completely angered the genius. He returned to his hometown with a lot of anger. He challenged the entire feathering alliance alone, and finally died after killing twenty-eight featherings."


    "After his death, the members of the alliance still did not give up and used special spells to destroy his remains to ensure that he could not be resurrected..."


    "Eh? That''s not right..." Luo Jun suddenly said, "What is the one I defeated in the Trial of Death?"


    "That''s just a fragment of his remains." Mid-ye shook his head and said, "If he was not strong enough in his lifetime, otherwise do you think that even if he lost his spiritual consciousness, he could defeat it with your ability?"


    Luo Jun smiled awkwardly. It''s true that he was careful when he hit a fragment and almost fell into trouble. If his original body during his lifetime could crush him to death with a finger... It''s worthy of being a battle to kill dozens of feathered men...


    "But I still have a question." Luo Jun''s eyes suddenly rolled.


    "Why do you have so many problems?" Midye seemed a little impatient.


    "This is the last question..." Luo Jun hurriedly said, "You just said that after the true **** disappeared, people began to study the realm of feathering. And that ancient ethnic group studied the practice of saints for tens of thousands of years. Wouldn''t that mean that the gods have disappeared for at least tens of thousands of years?"


    Midye nodded: "Is there any problem?"


    Luo Jun remembered his experience in Amjira: "But as far as I know... just a few thousand years ago, there were traces of gods!"


    "What did you say?!" Midye''s eyes widened in surprise.


    (This chapter ends)