The man immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
Inside the Xuantie Gate was a quiet path without any light. A disciple from Mount Taihua flicked his sleeve and took out a moonstone, from which a faint, dim light emanated. Although it was not as bright as sunlight, it was enough for illumination.
They walked like this for half an hour. The path became wider and wider, and they heard more and more sounds of rushing water. When they finally got out of the path, even Luo Jianqing was stunned.
"What a big river!"
"Jiang! It's river water! This is not a river!"
All he saw was a turbulent, muddy river rushing in from afar, crashing majestically between the mountain walls. The water was dark yellow, but the waves were extremely fierce. Even with Luo Jianqing's eyesight, he couldn't tell exactly how far the river extended, but he could tell that it was definitely more than a hundred miles long!
A hundred miles in length has already opened up a small space!
Opening up space is something that only powerful beings in the fusion stage can do. It is obviously not the work of Beidou Zhenjun. He must have obtained some treasure to create such a heaven-defying Nascent Soul relic for himself!
Luo Jianqing looked intently and soon saw a green stone tablet standing in the middle of the river.
The stone tablet is at least one mile away from the shore, and only those at the Foundation Establishment stage or above can see the words on it.
A disciple from Mount Taihua chanted aloud, "How can I make a boat on the vast river?"
Soon, a Qi Refining Stage disciple shouted, "There are boats here! There are many boats here!"
The Foundation Establishment disciple continued to recite, "A seventh-grade cultivator can carry one person across one mile; a sixth-grade cultivator can carry two people across two miles; a fifth-grade cultivator can carry four people across four miles; a fourth-grade cultivator can carry eight people across eight miles; a third-grade cultivator can carry sixteen people across sixteen miles; a second-grade cultivator can carry thirty-two people across thirty-two miles; a first-grade cultivator can carry sixty-four people across sixty-four miles. A Heavenly Dao Super-grade cultivator can carry one hundred and twenty-eight people across one hundred and twenty-eight miles!"
As soon as he finished speaking, all the disciples fell silent, except Luo Jianqing who frowned slightly and Li Xiuchen who gave a lewd smile.
The words on the stone tablet were too simple. All cultivators in the world were divided into nine categories of aptitude. The first category was those like Li Xiuchen who had no aptitude at all; the second category was low-grade aptitude, ranging from fourth to seventh grade; the third category was middle-grade aptitude, ranging from second to third grade; the fourth category was excellent first-grade aptitude; and finally, there was the super-grade aptitude, which was unique to one in a million people!
The rarity of super-quality bones is already beyond belief.
Only one person among billions of people is suitable for cultivation, and only one person among tens of millions of cultivators has super-quality physique.
Even in Taihua Mountain, there are only two people with super-grade root bones, one is Venerable Xuan Lingzi and the other is Luo Jianqing.
Li Xiuchen had a dirty shoe print on his head, his eyes shining brightly as he looked at the senior brother in green clothes standing by the river.
Although it hadn't been verified, Li Xiuchen believed that this Luo Jianqing, like himself, had traveled through time. Otherwise, according to the original novel, it would have been impossible for all of them to have crossed the river. It must have been the Junior Junior Sister—his first concubine—who carried a total of sixty-four people, and two disciples with first-grade aptitudes carried five more. Everyone had toiled tirelessly, using numerous magical tools, to finally cross the river.
But it's different now.
Junior sister Mu Tianxin has a first-grade physique. Although it is the best among the first-grade, it is not super-grade.
But Luo Jianqing has super-grade bones!
Then this first level would be too easy to pass. Letting Luo Jianqing drive the boat and take all of them away would be a piece of cake.
Thinking of this, and looking at the hesitant and worried expressions of the Yitian Sect disciples, Li Xiuchen laughed heartily and said, "Don't be afraid. Everyone knows that our eldest brother from Taihua Mountain has a super-grade physique. He is more than capable of carrying seventy of us!"
Li Xiuchen's voice reached the ears of everyone present. The disciples of Yitian Sect were all stunned, and the disciples of Taihua Mountain looked at him with strange expressions.
Initially, some Yitian Sect disciples were still unsure about the man with the shoe print on his face. However, after hearing his words, many disciples couldn't help but murmur, "We all know that the senior brother from Mount Taihua has a super-grade physique, but why would he take us away?"
"That's right, he doesn't have a super-grade physique, so why is he so proud?"
"What kind of aptitude does this disciple from Mount Taihua have? Is he of the first rank?"
Their voices were so low that Li Xiuchen, only at the second level of Qi Refining, couldn't hear them at all. However, the four fourth-level Qi Refining disciples from Mount Taihua lowered their heads in shame and anger at hearing these words, while the four Foundation Establishment disciples even twitched their lips. The disciple from Haoming Peak slapped Li Xiuchen on the back of the head, sending him stumbling and nearly falling.
"I told you to speak! I told you to speak! You're the only one who knows about this? You're the only one who knows? You've completely disgraced me, Hao Mingfeng!"
Li Xiuchen covered his head and looked at the senior brother from Haoming Peak with anger, not understanding what he had said wrong.
Now that someone had pointed out the situation, Luo Jianqing naturally couldn't hide it. He waved his hand to summon the largest boat and said calmly, "Everyone, get aboard. This river is over a hundred miles long, and I don't know how far I can lead you all. Let's take it one step at a time."
The disciples of Yitian Sect all looked at Luo Jianqing with gratitude.
After everyone was on board, Li Xiuchen came up with a look of resentment on his face. As soon as he stepped onto the deck, he heard Luo Jianqing say calmly, "Nineteenth Junior Brother, shut this man up."
The nineteenth junior fellow from Haoming Peak happily bowed and said, "Yes! Big Brother!"
Li Xiuchen's eyes widened in shock. Before he could recover, a piece of sackcloth was stuffed into his mouth. He didn't know where the sackcloth had come from, and it even had a slight stench. Li Xiuchen was about to reach out to remove it when Luo Jianqing lowered his eyes and glanced at him. He tried to raise his hand again, but his whole body stiffened, unable to move a single muscle.
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