Chapter 319 Chapter 319: Found something wrong with the speed of cultivation!
Outskirts of Tiandou City, Noumenon Sect.
The figures, one after another, indulge in the mountains and forests, moving like cunning rabbits.
For them, body training is completely releasing their nature, even if they occasionally get hurt by it.
The moment I saw the sect leader, I felt like a spring breeze, and I felt that all the hidden wounds were healed.
Of course, this is not an illusion of the Noumenon Sect disciples, but a real cure.
Zhongli listens to music every day. Even when he is busy, he will visit the Noumenon Sect once a month to observe each of them secretly.
The most important thing in physical training is not willpower.
Yes, indeed.
Willpower only makes the person who exercises stronger, but cannot change his physique.
It is almost impossible for a loser to reach the peak of physical training by relying on willpower.
Body training focuses on resources!
This is exactly what it means to be poor in culture and rich in military affairs.
If there are no cultivation resources, willpower and so on are all empty talk.
In addition to resources, another one is the ability to recover.
The difficulty of exercising is that it is easy to cause hidden injuries, which will have many negative effects on the future.
Zhongli helps these disciples to check if there is any hidden injury, the power of faith can perfectly repair it.
As for cultivation resources, with things like perfume and the marketing methods of Qibao Glazed Sect, Noumenon Sect is not short of money.
You must know that in addition to perfumes, sachets, and soaps, Ontology Sect also does other businesses.
Although he is not rich and powerful, he is more than enough to cope with the cultivation of these disciples.
"Siji, let's talk about how the saint kicked Tang San out of the field."
"Yes, tell me!"
A group of young people surrounded Du Siji and others, His eyes were full of desire.
Because they lost, they lost the chance to compete.
There is no chance to go to the scene.
For young people, the Continental Senior Soul Master Elite Competition is still very exciting.
If they can also participate, not to mention the first place, there will still be no problem in the top few.
Of the more than a hundred young people who fought together at the beginning, seven or eight of them had already reached the Soul King realm.
There is no problem at all in putting together another team.
Others, the lowest ones are all powerful soul sects above level 45.
Those with the lowest cultivation here are considered captain-level figures.
You know, they are all young people under the age of twenty-five!
Du Siji and others spread their hands. They were also helpless. Being surrounded by these good brothers...
If they were beaten, they might not be able to survive.
After all, six versus one hundred, it’s hard to win!
When everyone's strength is low, it is relatively easy to win, and it is an aimless attack, and everyone around them is "enemies".
Once we have a target, we still have to kill six out of a hundred...
It is impossible for Du Siji and others to hold on.
The brothers were so enthusiastic that Du Siji and others had no choice but to tell the whole story of the scene.
This can be regarded as sharing happiness.
"I'm so envious. If Siji hadn't been chasing me, maybe I could have gone to the scene to take a look."
A fifty-eighth level soul king said in despair.
It’s not that he’s not strong enough, he’s just a bit unlucky.
The six people left behind in the hundred-man team battle are the "sons of destiny".
Although his strength is higher than some of these six people, he is a little bit unlucky.
Just like the supporting characters in a novel, they are obviously the same age as the protagonist, or maybe younger, but they are stronger than the protagonist.
These people are not destined by fate, but have some bad luck.
"Oh, me too..."
Another level 57 Soul King powerhouse said.
Everyone: "..."
"Speaking of which, there is something strange, do you think it is strange?"
Suddenly, the fifty-eighth level Soul King strongman said with a complicated expression. "What's going on?"
"Our strength, the speed of improvement."
Is hard work really useful?
Only geniuses are truly useful.
As for other people, the rewards they get from their efforts are not even 1% of what geniuses get from their efforts.
“Our innate soul power is different. Logically speaking, the speed of cultivation will become different.”
“However, the speed at which we improve our strength has always remained at the same level. "Especially you, when the sect was first established, your soul power levels were about the same..."
As for those who have now reached the Soul King level, when the sect was first established, their strength was already higher than that of other brothers.
Everyone is making progress, they won’t regress, right?
After hearing this, everyone was slightly stunned and a little confused.
"If I remember correctly, brother, you should be born at level nine, right?"
"That's right."
"I am born with Level 6, only two levels behind you..."
Everyone looked at each other in confusion. Is this really something that can be achieved through hard work?
It is a well-known fact that innate soul power determines the speed of cultivation.
If the speed of cultivation of innate first-level and innate full soul power is the same, the entire Douluo Continent will undergo earth-shaking changes.
The cultivation talents are the same, so how long does it take to practice from level one to level ten?
The early training is not difficult at all.
In this case, it depends on who lives longer and who is more curled up.
After some comparison, this person accepted the reality. There was something wrong with their cultivation speed!
"I feel that it is the sect master who helped us improve our qualifications. Only his old man can do such a thing."
Even those who are at the ninth level of Xiantian feel that their own cultivation speed, A little stronger than before.
The improvement of all qualifications is the most terrifying thing.
“I also feel that only the sect leader can do this.”
As he said this, he didn’t know who it was, and suggested going to Zhongli to thank him.
Everyone nodded in agreement.
Being a grateful Noumenon sect member is what they should do.
"The sect leader happens to be in the sect, let's go and see him right away."
Du Siji said with a smile.
When they came back, Zhongli and Paimon followed them.
As for Chiyu, she went to act with Qian Renxue.
After hearing this, everyone walked towards the sect without hesitation.
This place belongs to the back mountain of Noumenon Sect and is the place where people usually practice.
They wanted to meet Zhongli, so they naturally had to go back to the sect to meet him.
In the noumenon sect's meeting hall, Du Bafang sat at Zhongli's starting position, which was the position belonging to the acting sect leader.
On his table, there is also a cup of tea.
Suddenly, he was a little stunned when he saw Zhongli shaking his head with a smile.
Could it be that the sect leader thought the tea he made was not delicious?
Impossible. His tea-making skills are not only at the pinnacle, but also at the level of Dacheng. There is no way Zhongli would despise him.
So Zhongli should be thinking about other things.
“Zhongli, what are you laughing at?”
“Also, what do you mean by shaking your head?”
It was hard for Du Bafang to ask, but Paimon had never had such trouble before. She was the one to say whatever she wanted.
Can’t ask?
That must be impossible!
Zhong Li took a sip of tea slowly and then looked at Paimeng.
(End of this chapter)