"Perhaps by cultivating multiple powerful magical powers together, we can embark on a different path."
If Zhang Mingtu chose this path before because he didn't know how difficult it was, he chose this path now because he recognized the difficulty of it, but still wanted to give it a try.
"Anyway, I have many brothers. I'll let them explore the way for me one by one. I don't believe this is a dead end. There will always be a way out."
Zhang Mingtu gritted his teeth and became furious.
After his martial arts skills became extremely powerful, he understood many things. In this world, martial arts is the foundation of one's survival.
The more powerful you are, the freer you are and the more choices you have.
Having made a decision in his heart, Zhang Mingtu did not completely give up on another path he had surmised.
"I plan to take the longest road in this world, but that doesn't mean I can't take other roads."
"After all, no matter how much other people know about me, they don't understand me as well as I do myself. The judgments of Yu Zhifu, the sword master, and Zen Master Ku Rong of Donglin Temple are not as accurate and subtle as my own understanding of myself."
"My future brother has more lives than me, so I can try it out in the next round. I can have my future brother abandon several other related cultivation techniques and cultivate only one to achieve a breakthrough and become a Martial Saint. Then, he can look back at the path I have taken and see what flaws and shortcomings there are. He can then use the realm of a Martial Saint to review his own path."
Zhang Mingtu felt that his previous thinking was too restricted.
The path your brothers take in the future does not have to be the same as the path you take now. You can try multiple paths.
A good idea can be used to polish a jade. Others cannot take this path, but he can. He has many brothers and many opportunities to try.
The worst that can happen is that he died once. Zhang Mingtu doesn't have much else to say but he is a brother. He has many brothers, so what if one of his brothers dies?
If more of my brothers don't die in the future, how can I live comfortably and comfortably? I need to broaden my horizons and have a bigger vision.
The more Zhang Mingtu thought about it, the more he felt that this was the right path. He squinted his eyes and carefully sketched on the paper.
It’s a perfect way to reach heaven!
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