Chapter 1623 (1/2)

”Found?” Tian Gang looked at Yunfan's expression and couldn't help laughing.

Yunfan nodded and said, ”I didn't expect that Zhenqi can't be used here!”

”Of course, if you can use genuine Qi, the overall strength of Wanjun gate is probably stronger than that of the ancient Taoist Academy. Even immortal disciples will let them try.

Gravity here is more useful for physical cultivation than any other cultivation. Every time I go up the mountain, some disciples of the sect will die, ”Tian Gang explained.

If there are really protective measures, the disciples of Wanjun sect will improve their strength faster with the help of Wanjun mountain.

If only the disciples who have died here for so many years are alive, many of them may already be the sixth level of sage realm, which is really better than the ancient Taoist Academy.

Yunfan still doesn't go up. Even if he can't use genuine Qi, he still has the rule of wood.

As long as you don't fall down and die directly, the rules of wood can also keep people's breath. If you leave here, you can run your true Qi and heal yourself. There is no chance of survival.

Bang!

A figure fell and blood splashed. Under strong gravity, it was not only smashed into flesh and blood, but also erupted out, which was extremely miserable and terrible.

Yunfan looked at Tian Gang and Shu mu, who looked calm around him. Even others seemed very calm. Obviously, they had been used to this kind of thing for a long time.

But he can't. such cruel cultivation shocked him too much.

Because the dead man is the disciple who hated him at the beginning. If it weren't for him, maybe he wouldn't choose to go up at all.

People fight for one breath and Buddha receives one incense. Many practitioners, face is more important than life.

Especially when Mo Ziguang climbed on it, more Wanjun disciples clenched their teeth and forced support.

You can't use genuine Qi. It's more difficult to get down than up in the form of Wanjun mountain. Another figure fell, and Yunfan ran over quickly.

This one is more lucky than before. Although his body is about to be torn apart, he is still breathing.

When the rules of wood were applied, a vitality spread from the other party. Yun Fan said, ”Tian Gang!”

Tian Gang stepped forward quickly, held the man and left.

It is already a saint's realm. As long as the last breath is not broken, as long as you leave here, as long as you can run the true Qi, you can survive.

Transcendental holiness is not nonsense. If you take time, you can not only recover, but also the cultivation still exists.

It seems that it is right not to let the immortal live. Wanjun gate must have thought of this over the years. If the immortal state falls, even if there is still one breath, it is difficult to recover cultivation.

Yunfan looked at the figures climbing upward, and his steps were motionless.

Now in his opinion, it is more meaningful below than above.

”Thank you!” the sage of Jinding came forward and looked at Yunfan and arched his hands.

It is not a simple thing for a saint to bow his hand. On the one hand, the saint of Jinding thanked Yun fan for saving people, and on the other hand, he also saw the power of Yun fan's rules.

”Unexpectedly, you have understood the rules. It seems that it's only a matter of time before you become a saint.”

”Just a fluke!”

If Yunfan didn't say much, he didn't even turn his head. His attention was entirely focused on the people climbing on the mountain wall.

Under the four levels of sage realm, ten people in each realm are qualified, that is, 30 people. There are nearly 60 people on the four levels of sage realm. Add up to nearly 100 people.

These people are trained by zongmen with great efforts. It hurts to die.