“Not bad.” The old man smiled faintly, “Throughout the ages, most of those who have pa*sed through the gods and become saints are determined by their cultivation and fly by their enlightenment, so mortals are often named after them by their ascension.”
“But there are exceptions to everything, there are also some special people, under the lack of enlightenment, but the wisdom root is its good, so refine its tendons and bones, pa*s through its whole body, and form itself.”
“Most of these people have absolutely outstanding physical qualities, and can even be said to be far beyond the strength of ordinary people, and can rely on their bodies alone to fight like mad against those who have true abilities.”
“This is what we call a special talent who has cultivated something to the extreme.”
Han Qianqian nodded, throughout the ages, although he had not seen any flesh-body saints, it was not unheard of to hear of such legends.
In fact, as the old man had said, those who had become saints were those who had refined a certain skill to the extreme, and if they wanted to rely on a single extreme to reach the extreme position in all aspects, what terrifying state would this person’s skill reach?
At the very least, it would have to surpa*s several other realms.
The mere sound of becoming a saint in the flesh is already incredible, but at the same time, one feels that he is exceptional and extremely dominant.
“There is no need to be surprised or to lament that you have never seen it, because none of this matters, what matters is that you, Han Qianqian, are one of them from now on.”
“During the cultivation process did you feel that the breath began to pa*s through the flesh of your body constantly? This feeling is indeed extremely painful for those who cultivate their flesh bodies, but it is also necessarily a necessary process.”
Han Qianqian understood that if the fleshly body simply relied on the fleshly degree of the flesh to fight against, perhaps it was indeed invincible at the low end of the game.
But once it entered the high-end game, the strength of the fleshly body would not be sufficient for it to be able to maintain the confrontation, its advantage would completely disappear, and in the end, it would not be of any significance if there was nothing else to augment it.
Moreover, the most important thing was that Han Qianqian now understood the old man’s intentions towards himself.
He knew that his internal meridians were all broken and that it would be difficult for him to learn the normal cultivation techniques to continue. Therefore, in accordance with his situation, he had posed such a technique, not to make him go off the rails, but just to change his perspective and bring himself back to the top again.
However, one did not get that divine elixir, ah.
“I am just making you understand what it is that I am teaching you, so that the doubts in your mind will be dispelled. As for the rest, you don’t need to ask too much, nor do you need to know.”
With those words, the old man stopped talking.
At this moment, Han Qianqian was already in the midst of cultivation, and it was difficult to ride the tiger, so he could only obediently do as he was told, endowing his breath and following the heart method, continuing to refine downwards.
And as Han Qianqian continued to practise, the painful intent became more ferocious.
However, as the old man said, once Han Qianqian had figured out what he was doing, the pain, even if it was unbearable, always had a motivation that allowed Han Qianqian to grit his teeth and persevere.
In terms of enduring pain and suffering, Han Qianqian could say without any shame that he was the best of all.
During the process of pain, Han Qianqian almost gritted his teeth, forcing himself to endure the pain, and spending days like years in cultivation.
After a long time, Han Qianqian’s cold sweat from the pain had drenched his entire body and dried up again, and after a few rounds, all of the mind techniques had been gone through by Han Qianqian.
Han Qianqian let out a long breath and was about to open his eyes when the old man’s voice came through once again.
“Look at your face which seems to be flooded with a faint sense of relief and writing. Oh, is it that you think that this set of heart techniques, although you have suffered a lot, have been completed after all?”
Han Qianqian was speechless, and what the old man said was indeed what was on his mind.
But that wasn’t too much, was it? Han Qianqian had indeed suffered a lot of hardships that were unbearable for ordinary people, and it was only human to breathe a sigh of relief after learning all this.
As Han Qianqian was thinking this, the old man snorted disdainfully: “Who are you to be discontented here? All you have done now is to plant a tree before you, and to have a set of heart techniques for becoming a saint.”
“Besides, Han Qianqian, do you really think that this is the end of everything?”
The words fell, and the old man suddenly laughed out eerily and incomparably ……