The life span of a warrior in the Inner Gang Realm is no more than two hundred years.
On the basis of the Inner Gang Realm, every time you break through a new realm, your lifespan can be increased by fifty years.
A warrior who has reached the state of unity of man and nature can live up to four hundred years if he does not take anything to prolong his life!
But if one enters the realm of martial arts true elixir, one can increase his lifespan by 200 years, to 600 years.
After that, every time you cross a realm, your life span will increase by 200 years.
When one reaches the third level of concentration and understands the mysteries of heaven and earth, one can live for a thousand years.
One's own family can also be promoted to a noble family.
A thousand-year-old family, this is the goal that every family strives for.
Being able to reach this level means that one has the strength to impact the realm of Martial Immortal.
But even when Chen Qinghe talked about this with Lin Yuanju before, Lin Yuanju kept shaking his head.
Since the end of the ancient times and the prosperity of the family, there has never been a powerful martial immortal in the world.
But it is said that even a strong person in the Martial Immortal Realm cannot live as long as the heaven and earth, otherwise how could there not be a single strong person in the Martial Immortal Realm now?
Chen Qinghe looked at the battle above his head, and couldn't help but reveal a hint of longing in his eyes.
He has now reached the state of Five Qis Converging to Origin. If his luck is not too bad, he may have a chance to reach the state of concentration in this lifetime!
It is said that warriors in the Concentrated Mind Realm have begun to refine the power of heaven and earth for their own use, and it is not difficult for them to call the wind and rain. For example, during a family war in the past, Gongyang Junwei, who was in the Unity of Heaven and Man, once sent down rain to attack the minds of the clan members.
However, Gongyang Junwei’s power was not entirely due to his own strength, but also assisted by the astronomical phenomena at that time.
But after reaching the state of concentration, this is not a problem. Even under scorching sun, heavy rain can still fall.
Just as Chen Qinghe was looking forward to it, the battle situation above his head suddenly changed.
The monk, with a compassionate face like that of Buddha, suddenly opened his mouth and a golden pill quickly came out of his mouth.
When the golden elixir appeared, everyone on the battlefields along the border only felt the sky suddenly brighten and countless golden lights instantly appeared. In the golden light, eighty-eight Buddhas with different appearances appeared in the sky.
They look strange, with their hands in different gestures, some in the Dharma-teaching mudra, some in the meditation mudra, some in the Qi-ke mudra...
But what is the same is the whispering sound coming from the mouths of these Buddhas.
The sound was noisy, but it carried all kinds of magical powers. Anyone who heard the whispers would make corresponding gestures or expressions like the Buddha above.
After hearing the lascivious music all over the sky, Chen Qinghe had already reacted. He immediately circulated his internal energy and condensed three flowers to protect Chen Qingmeng and Chen Hanli.
But even so, Chen Qinghe could still hear some whispering sounds in his ears. Chen Hanli, who was standing next to him, had a sad face and was about to put his hands together.
Although this move was not used against them, its impact was so great that Chen Qinghe realized that this move was extraordinary.
At this moment, the monk's faint laughter rang in Chen Qinghe's ears:
"Brother Muchen, how about my move of Ten Thousand Buddhas Paying Homage to the Lord?"
"It is indeed the great magical power of the Pure Land Sect. I didn't expect that Brother Han has already learned it. However, I also have a magical power. I would like to ask Brother Han for guidance."
After he finished speaking, the Taoist waved the dust in his hand and spat out a real pill from his mouth, but this pill was not golden, but white.
The moment the true elixir was spit out, the sky and the earth suddenly became vast and desolate. In the vastness, white flowers began to bloom silently.
Every time the white flower bloomed, the Buddha's figure became fainter, and the whispers in everyone's ears became weaker.
Seeing that his own magical powers were affected, the monk's eyes widened in anger, and the golden elixir in front of him shone again.
For a moment, the whispers in everyone's ears began again.
Facing the fight between the two, many warriors below the battlefield had already stopped fighting, but just stood there in shock, unable to control themselves.
Even the warriors who were at the state of unity between man and nature had a dazed look on their faces, and shouted:
"Martial Arts True Pill!"
“Great magical power!”
"This is a strong man who has reached the second stage of Concentrated Spirit, the True Fire Refining Spirit Stage!"
"I just don't know which clan the elder is from among the Cui, Ye, and Lin clans!"
The people below were amazed and forgot about the triple contribution points. They were immersed in the battle between the two.
A warrior at the True Dan realm can already release his own True Dan to fight the enemy, but this is often a measure that warriors will use at the last moment. After all, even a martial arts True Dan has the risk of shattering.
As for supernatural powers, they are techniques that are different from combat skills.
Each magical power is personally comprehended and created by a warrior in the state of concentration, and is unique to that warrior. It not only contains the warrior's own understanding of the magical power, but is also closely related to the martial arts method and the power of heaven and earth that he has comprehended. It is difficult for others to learn.
As for combat skills, as long as the warrior is not dull, or some combat skills have special requirements, a talented warrior may find it difficult to achieve great success or perfection after years of training, but at least he can get started.
In terms of fame, supernatural powers and heavenly-level combat skills are as famous as each other, and the former is even more famous than the latter.
This is because a warrior who can display supernatural powers is at least a warrior in the state of concentration.
As for the heavenly-level combat skills, warriors at the Qi Control Realm are already able to perform them.
The former represents absolute strength, while the latter is a definite treasure if the person performing it is not at a high level.
In terms of power, the two are difficult to compare.
Because the supernatural powers comprehended by warriors in the state of concentration throughout history are complex and varied, not every supernatural power is an offensive power, and some of them may have other uses.
However, the edge of the Five Realms is similar to the fog barrier surrounding everyone, all of which are caused by the magical powers of the top powers.
As for other more subtle differences between the two, others are unable to know them. Only by reaching the state of concentration and personally comprehending the magical powers can one understand them.
But in the minds of many warriors, comprehending a magical power is more exciting than acquiring a heavenly-level combat skill.
As the two competed, gold and white appeared above everyone's heads.
But as the white flowers bloomed more and more frequently, the whispering sounds in everyone's ears became weaker and weaker. Many warriors already knew that the Taoist-looking figure was from a top family in Southern Xinjiang. After seeing this, everyone couldn't help but look delighted.
This time it is about the battle between the two regions. If Southern Xinjiang wins, perhaps their families will also have the hope of entering Central Continent.
They had long heard that Central China was rich in resources, so they would no longer have to fight to the death with other families in Southern Xinjiang.
But at this moment, a figure suddenly rose from Central China.
Before this person made a move, everyone smelled a special fragrance and couldn't help but be intoxicated by it. Even the white flowers blooming around them suddenly slowed down at this moment.
"snort!"
But after a cold snort came from the southern border, everyone was startled and immediately woke up.
At the same time, a hint of fear appeared in their eyes. They had tried their best to guard against the two people above their heads, but they didn't expect that they still couldn't avoid them.
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