soon.

Qin Shujian thought of something: "Did it be that what happened in the ancient Buddha secret realm that forced the ancient Buddha emperor to escape?"

This is possible.

It's the only explanation.

What Qin Shujian puzzled was that which race attacked the ancient Buddha secret realm that forced the ancient Buddha emperor to withdraw.

You must know.

Although the strength of the Ancient Buddha clan is not as good as the top tribes such as the Demon Clan and the God Clan, it is not much different.

Judging from the current situation of the human race leaving the eastern continent.

Other forces that are confident in provoking the ancient Buddhist clan should not choose to take action at this time.

Suddenly.

Qin Shujian stood in the Mother River of Rules and fell into deep thought.

Not long after.

He also retreated from here.

In the courtyard.

Qin Shujian opened his eyes and an unprecedented sense of weakness surged into his heart.

When looking inside the body again.

Most of the 13,200 star acupoints have become dim.

This is a manifestation of power consumption.

"Boy, what happened to you inside, how could it be consumed so much?"

He noticed Qin Shujian's return, and asked with concern.

It's not okay to not care.

In his current view, the other party is the only hope of the human race.

As the ancestral soldier of the human race.

We still have to have some concern and greetings about this hope.

Let Qin Shujian feel, well—as warm as spring breeze.

Facing the question of the God-Slaying Sword.

Qin Shujian did not answer immediately, but asked back, "How much time did it take for me to enter the Rules Mother River to come out?"

"It's been ten days."

"It's been ten days!"

Qin Shujian's expression changed slightly.

This has been ten days!

In other words, he fought in the Rules Mother River for ten days, so it was no wonder that the consumption was so high.

It's just inside the Rules Mother River.

I can't feel the passage of time at all.

It is no wonder that one's own consumption will reach this serious level.

If the ancient Buddha Emperor did not escape.

If you delay for another ten days and half a month, you will be the first to fail and lose.

soon.

Qin Shujian reacted to something else.

That is—

It has been half a month since I entered the Rule Mother River.

That's what I said.

The sect competition seems to have begun.

wrong.

This is all about to end!

Qin Shu's sword's divine thought spread and found that there were indeed many disciples in the main sect, and the martial arts field was divided into one venue, and the disciples on it were competing.

“So it’s not over yet.”

Qin Shujian was a little surprised.

Just thinking about it again, it was reasonable.

The higher the cultivation level, the more time it takes to fight.

Hundreds of disciples fought.

It only takes one or two hours to calculate that a battle is divided into four.

But it really counts.

It also takes many days to complete the competition.

Not to mention.

There is also a process of advancing and repeating the competition later.

In this way, things can be explained.

Qin Shujian said: "How many days have it been held in the sect competition yet?"

He asked about the God-Slaying Sword.

Although the other party is in his own sea of ​​consciousness, there is almost no such thing as Yuan Zong who can hide this matter of the ancestor soldiers.

"It's been two days, and a group of Zhenwu Lingwu are fighting around, which is boring enough."

The God-Slaying Sword said angrily.

In his opinion, such a competition is of no use at all.

True Wu Lingwu.

Such a young monk can kill tens of thousands of them with one hand.

So what if you compete for the first place?

Still an ant.

The God-Slaying Sword said: "In my opinion, there is no need for you to set up this sect competition. No cultivator is less than a god, and there is no value for training. It is better to let them practice independently.

When will we break through to the heavenly beings, when will we cultivate it again, and select a few suitable seedlings.

Otherwise, you will focus on selecting those who are of the mean or above talent. As for those who are not even at the mean, you can give up."

"Senior, times have changed!"

Qin Shujian said earnestly.

"The ancient times have been destroyed. Now, hundreds of millions of years have passed since ancient times. In ancient times, heaven and man were common, but now the human race is weak, and heaven and man are already the top. These monks who are disdainful in your eyes are the backbone of the human race.

Each of these monks may be the pillars of the human race in the future, so how can they give up easily?"

"And in ancient times, the spiritual energy was rich. The human race was born as Zhenwu, but now the spiritual energy was lacking. The human race appeared just an ordinary mortal. When it comes to practice, it only starts from entering the martial arts, and then it is Zhenwu.

It is not easy for them to reach this level at this age. Even if they cannot achieve success in the future, they can break through to Shenwu."

"Besides, as the predecessors said, talent cannot determine everything. Even if these people cannot even have the mean talent, it does not mean that they have no chance to break through to the realm of heaven and man.

Even if the probability is very small, there are still some.

When these people break through to the heavens, their talents will also change!"

"Talent is the innate factor that determines the monks, but the one who really decides how far they go is still the monks themselves, and there are also people who change their talents with the power of the acquired heaven."

Qin Shujian discovered it.

The God-Slaying Sword is often still alive in ancient dreams.

As the new successor of this ancestral soldier.

He has this obligation to make the other party clear.

The ancient capital was destroyed.

Every day I miss the glory of the past, I have a hammer to use.

Can missing ancient times make the race strong?

No.
To be continued...