Guo Dalu was originally aware of the "cultivation talent" of enlightenment pill given to him by Yu Lingling. However, he first laid the foundation for the Bodhicitta Sutra taught him by Sun Wukong in scattered ways, and then directly practiced the Golden Elixir Longevity Technique, so he didn't care about the awakening talent at all.

Perhaps influenced by Sun Wukong, he was a little disdainful of the setting of this talent threshold. He always felt that there was a deliberate and craftsmanship. Someone was drawing lands for these monks in the Xuan Realm, but he couldn't say what was involved and what was for the time being.

I originally thought that I could skip the constraints of cultivators, real people, and masters, and become a saint by practicing the golden elixir and immortality technique. Unexpectedly, after coming down from Lion Camel Mountain, he would have to go through it again, as if he was facing some irresistible fate or rules.

This time, the great sage of the Lion Camel King in Moving Mountain taught him the rules. Guo Dalu had reason to believe that even without the agreement with the Lion Camel King, some other saint would push him to the "right track" of the Xuan Realm. This may be one of the truths of the Saint Priest.

The so-called saint dict is still the rules of a big boss behind the scenes.

Guo Dalu suppressed his true realm, but his vision and understanding of cultivation were not suppressed at all. As long as he really entered the cultivation system of the Xuan Realm, with his transcendent vision and understanding, it was just a piece of cake to quickly advance from a monk to a real person. However, this promotion would be equivalent to officially entering the trap.

The Xuanjie said that it is to awaken the talent of cultivation by relying on the enlightenment pills. The limit of cultivation is to be the top three masters, and they have no hope of becoming a saint in their lifetime. Guo Dalu has finally understood some of the meanings, which are actually mentality issues. In terms of practice, they are the demons of the mind.

The level of leaping from a great master to a saint is of great significance, and it is no less difficult than a saint flying to immortals. At that time, strange phenomena come from the sky and all directions are shaking. The heavenly tribulation and inner demon tribulation that the advanced person will face will inevitably be like a surging sea of ​​thoughts and unimaginable.

How can a monk who can enter the world of cultivation by taking drugs continue?

The great way is ethereal, the most ruthless.

Guo Dalu passed this information in his mind, but he didn't spend much time. He just came to an immature conclusion when Ji Da came to his senses.

"General Ji, let's continue. Now we have a similar level. I think you won't be so challenging to fight anymore." Guo Dalu said with a smile.

Ji Da shook his head and smiled, "Brother, you just broke the realm with a cup of tea, but you didn't stay at the upper third level of cultivator for a moment. I don't think you really take me, the upper third level of cultivator, to heart."

Guo Dalu hurriedly said, "General Ji is so serious. Your realm of the third level of real person is made by shooting one by one on the battlefield. Its value is not comparable to that of ordinary monks of the sect."

Ji Da's words were pleasant to hear and he replied to him: "Brother Li can suppress the realm of real people until now, which is beyond the reach of others."

Guo Dalu laughed, "Then General Ji, let's take a few more moves."

"good!"

In a flash, swords and guns fought each other, and the two fought again.

There is a saying that one inch long and one inch long on the battlefield. Ji Da’s gun is more than an inch longer than Guo Dalu’s bamboo knife, so Guo Dalu consciously narrowed the battle circle and began to exert the power of short weapons with great pleasure.

This fight is really like sword light and gun shadows, and the earth is shaking. There is a poem to prove it: General Ji, a long spear, and a good talent in the bamboo sword, apricot altar. Meeting is really an opponent, and the origin comes together.

After a lot of battle, Ji Da always had the upper hand, but he could never turn this advantage into the final decisive victory.

"Brother Li, if we continue to fight like this, I'm afraid we won't be able to decide until dark."

"Haha, I was just about to say, General Ji, let's stop together."

The two of them had a dozen confrontations as they spoke, and they were both not weaker than others.

In the last few moves to stop, Ji Da actually used his strength to exert 90%, but he still did not do anything.

The two tied the move.

"Happy! Let's go, Brother Li, let's go back to the inn to have a drink." Ji Da reached out and put his hand on Guo Dalu's shoulder, and pulled him back to Wushuang Inn together, and he couldn't help but talk about martial arts again.

When Guo Daluo arrived, he stopped when he clicked, and without any trace, he mentioned the generous general of Liang State without any trace, and at the same time asked him about some details of the Xuanjie Cultivation System.

At night, the two of them went back to their rooms. Ji Da was waiting for the wine to sober up a little, and hurried to the Eighth Prince's room to report the situation. His words did not hide his admiration and love for the "Brother Li".

Liang Yan was surprised when he learned that Guo Dalu didn't even like the third level cultivator and went straight to the truth. He also heard a lot of this genius in the Xuan Realm. Whether it was Mr. No. 2, the second monk of Xingtan, who had not long ago, or the miracle of a disciple of the Beiming Sect, one step at a high level, or even the "one force to surrender to ten meetings" of Jiu Mei, it was a grand event in the cultivation world. Like other monks in the Xuan Realm, he seemed to have been used to it.

However, when he learned that the young man who was traveling with them had jumped from a third level cultivator to a ninth level of real person between tea, he was shocked again. He felt that the geniuses in this world really had their own strengths and each one was different. I don’t know if they should be jealous or envious.

"There is no talent in Xingtan." Liang Yan finally sighed with conscience.

...

The next day, Liang Hongli also learned about Guo Dalu's promotion to the real person. She heard Ji Da's endless praise for Guo Dalu, and was inexplicably angry. She had to pull Guo Dalu to compete with her. Guo Dalu was helpless, and secondly, she also had the opportunity to see the little princess's magical powers and finally agreed.

As a result, the Ninth Princess, who was angry that Guo Dalu was no longer "funny" and deliberately concealed her identity and deceived her, opened fire and knocked Guo Dalu to the roof with one punch.

Kunlun real person once commented on Liang Hongli's fist as "can be beaten by the master", let alone a real person?

However, when the little girl saw the young man who was lying on the roof motionless, she was still frightened and almost cried. She was not afraid of killing people, but she didn't want to kill Guo Dalu now, she was just a little angry with him.

She hurriedly took out the life-saving pills given to her by her master from her arms and was about to jump onto the roof to treat Guo Dalu, but she saw the boy on the roof slowly sitting up and screaming in pain: "It hurts so much! My butt is blooming!"

Listening to the familiar accent, the little girl burst into tears and smiled, pointed at the boy on the roof, and shouted: "Silly!"

The next two days, several people stayed in Wushuang City. The leader Liang Yan didn't say he left, and the team couldn't move. The Eighth Highness meant that when it happened, it would be better to wait and see the Lishan Conference by the way.

Guo Dalu saw through but didn't say it out loud. He knew that the Eighth Prince of Liang came to Wushuang City this time for the Lishan Conference. He just thought it was nothing and joked casually: "Lishan has been a female general since ancient times. Your Highness may meet the talent of the female marshal this time."

Liang Yan said, "I hope this is the case" and held the cup and drank it.

In the past two days, Guo Dalu took Liang Hongli to travel around Wushuang City, and had a general understanding of the customs and customs of this city. He knew that there was a beautiful courtesan "Wushuang Girl" in this city, a blacksmith who had been making a sword for ten years, and a chef who could make a fresh fish soup... Of course, there was also the slaughterhouse in the west of the city.

On that day, Guo Dalu and Liang Hongli passed by the slaughterhouse and happened to see a deacon in front of the slaughterhouse shouting loudly to recruit a knife handler who specializes in selling meat. Guo Dalu was also fun for a while and took the initiative to sign up and played a few knife handles in front of the deacon. As a result, he naturally joined the job smoothly and was assigned to the paving of the Zhuangyuan Bridge.

Liang Hongli has been on a tour in a very small dress so many times and has never been a butcher. With this experience today, she naturally feels fresh and she is busy around Guo Dalu.

When Liang Yan and Ji Da learned about this, they laughed at it.

Liang Yan asked casually: "Didn't the saint say 'A gentleman stays away from the kitchen'?"

Guo Dalu said: "The original intention of a saint is that a gentleman will not hear the cry of birds and beasts when they are killed, so that he will not feel psychologically burdened when eating their meat."

Liang Yan laughed and said, "We should not debate the Confucian classics with the high disciples of Xingtan."

...

The Lishan Conference is about to come, and more and more monks are beginning to enter Wushuang City.

On the third day when Guo Dalu was a butcher, a monk holding a black treasure stick came to the city. The monk got off the Zhuangyuan Bridge and came to Guo Dalu's pavilion. He was about to buy half a pig monster to roast it. Unexpectedly, he saw Liang Hongli at first sight, and immediately looked straight, pointing at Liang Hongli and asked Guo Dalu: "Is this girl selling it? Our family can have more crystals!"

Guo Daluo said: "If you don't sell it, you won't sell it."

The great monk said, "If you sell her to me, our family will not treat her badly, nor will we treat you badly. It is equivalent to giving you two opportunities for nothing. It also depends on your fate with my Buddhist school. I hope the little donor will know you well."

When we talked about the last four words, there was already a sign of Vajra's glaring eyes.

Liang Hongli is close to Mo Hei, and has recently become a drama artist. Seeing the monk's fierce look, he hid timidly behind Guo Dalu, with his bright eyes as bright as a gem and looking at the monk with fear.

Guo Dalu pulled the bone-clearing knife into the chopping board with a "bang" and said, "If you want to buy meat, buy meat. If you don't buy meat, get out of the way. Don't block my business!"

The monk finally changed his face, sneered, and said, "Okay, okay, I'll buy meat! Now you cut ten pounds of seven-level pig demon's semen for me, cut it into sauce, don't see any fat on the head!"

When Guo Dalu heard this, he felt inexplicably moved. He felt that the line sounded so familiar. After looking at the monk again, he suddenly realized and blurted out: "I said, Lord Tixia, are you taking the wrong script and going to the wrong set?"

Why is it related to Journey to the West? Why do you suddenly get into the heroes in Water Margin?

The monk, who was two feet tall, was confused and shouted, "Stop talking nonsense! Get to know me quickly."

Guo Dalu didn't say much, and cut it in one blink. After the completion of the work, Liang Hongli immediately wrapped the whistle flesh with lotus leaves and placed it aside.

"Three crystal stones." Guo Dalu settled the accounts.

"Slow down!" the monk reached out and said, "Give me another ten kilograms of fat, cut it into whistles, and there must be no slight flesh inside."

Guo Dalu smiled and nodded, and then he cried and clanged.

Ten kilograms of fat whistle packed.

"This pack of two crystals, two packs of five crystals in total." Guo Daludao.

The great monk ignored it and said, "If you want another ten kilograms of gold cartilage, you should also chop it into sauce, so don't see some meat..."

Before he finished speaking, Guo Dalu turned around and raised his chin at Liang Hongli. The latter understood and suddenly rushed out from behind the shop, punching the monk in the chest.

Bang!

The monk was knocked away by a punch, and a bright red rainbow spurted out from the air, falling into the moat under the Zhuangyuan Bridge.

thump!

Guo Dalu shook his head and said to himself: "This is what it means 'Guo Dalu sells pork during the day, and the Ninth Princess punches the flower monk'!"
Chapter completed!