Taoist Shuimu has stayed on the seventeenth floor the longest. Although he looks like a middle-aged man, he is actually over 180 years old, which is not far from the maximum lifespan of 200 years for land immortals.
However, Taoist Shuimu felt that he didn't know whether it was the special nature of the Eighteen Hells or the special ghost energy in his body, he felt that he could live for another fifty years! He wouldn't die so soon!
The longer you live, the more you see and understand.
Taoist Shuimu said, "When I first arrived at the seventeenth floor, I met a truly peerless master! His cultivation was far superior to ours, having reached the great perfection of a terrestrial immortal! He was also very low-key, never provoking others, and even when provoked, he would accept it. At the time, many people had no idea how terrifying his cultivation was! He had also secretly transformed his ghost energy to an astonishing degree!"
"I don't know exactly how much ghost energy he's converted, but I feel like he's no different from a great immortal from the outside world! Even if he hasn't successfully converted 100% of the ghost energy, it's definitely around 70 or 80! With that kind of strength, he could easily knock me down with just one move!"
"Once, taking advantage of the opportunity when Meng Po appeared and distributed Meng Po soup, he suddenly attacked and fought Meng Po!"
"In that battle, he withstood the Soul-Shaking Bell head-on and actually managed to injure the Great Meng Po! He injured the ghosts and gods, and we were all astonished to see him!"
"In the end, Meng Po was forced to use the black will-o'-the-wisp fire to defeat him!"
"I've always felt that Meng Po's subsequent focus on finding a successor might be related to this battle! Although she successfully defeated that expert, she must have suffered considerable damage herself!"
"Fuck, there is such a master? Why have I never heard you mention him? Who is that person?" Meng Hao couldn't help but ask.
"Yeah, I haven't heard anyone else say that. Is it true? Don't try to fool us with your seniority." Scar Qin Shuang also followed up with a question, somewhat unconvinced.
"As the saying goes, when gods fight, the little devils suffer. In that battle, a large number of ordinary criminals died in the aftermath of the fight between the two of you. I was the only one who barely survived. The others came later, so naturally they didn't know about this earth-shattering battle!"
"As for that person's identity, I don't know either. I only know that he is a sloppy Taoist priest, and when asked his name, he said nameless. Since this involves Meng Po, how could I possibly lie to you!" Taoist Shuimu said coldly.
"How could a land immortal of great perfection be arrested and thrown into Longcheng Prison? Was it the Kong family, the Zhang family, or the government? Or was it all of them together?" The other three masters still found it hard to believe.
After all, the great perfection of land immortals can be said to be the ceiling of the outside world, and it is also the highest realm they have always wanted to break through.
But now that beings of this realm have been captured, they suddenly feel extremely suffocated, and have a feeling of powerlessness that even if they practice for a lifetime, they will not be able to defeat the powerful families.
"I don't know. However, I don't think he was captured by anyone, but rather came here voluntarily! After all, there is no chance of becoming an immortal in the outside world! And although the Eighteen Hells are full of dangers, there are ghost immortals. Maybe he can become a ghost immortal and prolong his life!"
"It's a pity that he still failed at the last moment, just one step short of victory!" Taoist Shuimu said, which made everyone feel a little more balanced.
"That's right. A great immortal on land can be said to be invincible in the world. Even if the powerful families have magical weapons, they may not be able to hurt him. Besides, if he really can't be defeated, can he not run away? However, for the opportunity to become an immortal, he is actually willing to take the initiative to enter the Eighteen Levels of Hell! This kind of perseverance is really a role model for warriors of my generation." Meng Hao couldn't help but admire him.
"Yes, Amitabha, I can't do it! For this kind of person, it is still an honor to lose!" Master Xuanci, who always has a foul mouth, also expressed his agreement.
Jiang Fan had no interest in any great master of terrestrial immortality. Seeing the topic drifting further and further away, he immediately brought it back and said, "Let's get back to the point. I saw my mother burning photos. She didn't use will-o'-the-wisp! She used a blue fire! So, the will-o'-the-wisp is still in the hands of the First Generation Meng Po. It's her greatest reliance for self-defense! Therefore, my speculation is most likely correct. The First Generation Meng Po is inside this obsidian stone pillar!"
"Then what should we do?" Meng Hao and others asked Jiang Fan.
"Smash the obsidian mine and force Meng Po to show up!" Jiang Fan said, staring at the obsidian pillar.
"This obsidian ore certainly gets harder the deeper you go, but I believe that with the five of us' cultivation, breaking it shouldn't be a problem!"
"Okay!" The four masters looked at each other and finally agreed to Jiang Fan's arrangement.
Immediately afterwards, Jiang Fan drove the miners away. The miners then realized that it was not a cunning conspiracy of the jailer, but that they were truly free. They were so excited that they burst into tears of joy and broke down in tears!
After the miners left, Jiang Fan and others started to take action!
The ordinary obsidian ore at the beginning was very easy to obtain, and anyone could get a piece of it with just a few moves.
Everyone was chatting and laughing while showing off their skills!
Like Meng Hao showing off his reading skills, just by reciting a few moral passages at the obsidian ore, he was able to achieve the effect of sincerity and sincerity, causing the obsidian ore to fall off on its own!
Monk Xuanci threw a string of Buddhist beads onto the obsidian ore and easily knocked off a piece!
Taoist Aoki waved the dust in his hand, and like a magic trick, he threw down a piece of obsidian!
But slowly, everyone felt that the hardness of the obsidian ore was constantly increasing!
If you had used the power of an early stage land immortal at the beginning, you could have smashed a piece off!
Soon, as everyone advanced, it would require the strength of a mid-stage terrestrial immortal to knock down a piece!
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