Becoming a Deity from Planting the Bodhi Tree-Chapter 391 - 183: Return to the Four Guardian Stars, Reunion with Lady La, See My Blade_3

Ji Jingqiu turned a deaf ear, standing firm in his convictions, never swayed by the temptations of the Evil God, yet that didn't stop Lady La from treating him like a trash can, desperately dumping trash into him.

[Hey kid, do you know how you're being discussed online?]

[Giggle, let me show you—]

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"Our Federation Martial Arts are flourishing, you all know that, right? You say some managed to reach the 17th floor of White Jade City, I believe it, those two from the Six Great Families are strong enough, but you say someone did it with three strikes per floor?? Do you understand what that implies?"

"What's the issue with today surpassing the past?"

"Pure Ji hype, gross!"

"No, even the Heavenly Pride of this generation from the Six Great Families are stuck in the middle, fighting hard every step of the way, how could you think a common-born Martial Artist can surpass the glorious Martial Arts of the Federation spanning thousands of years?"

"Indeed, Ji Jingqiu should be like the other two, climbing slowly and then replacing one to become one of the guardians of the twelve floors."

"Rationally speaking, I believe Ji Jingqiu is qualified to reach the 17th floor, but three strikes... Do you think those seventeen are all Zhang Buzhou?"

"Insult to Zhang (1/1)"

"Ha ha, although it's very joyful, I still have to remind you all, you don't even have the qualifications to meet Zhang Buzhou in reality!"

"Stop arguing, just wait till Ji Jingqiu starts his challenge then you'll know."

"Breaking news! Ji Jingqiu has arrived at the Four Guardian Stars!"

"Hurry up, hurry up, I can't wait anymore!"

"Kill kill kill kill kill kill kill!"

...

Ji Jingqiu remained calm, seemingly oblivious to the varying voices around him, turning into a lunatic who vividly reads out all the comments by Lady La.

Shouldn't have said it.

People go crazy if they're pent up too long.

Gods too.

This one, for some reason, is playing a real divine lunatic scene with him.

As for the online comments...

Three strikes?

He shook his head slightly.

It should be fine.

Only when Ji Jingqiu walked into White Jade City did the noise around him gradually fade away.

Led by a researcher, Ji Jingqiu arrived at the courtyard he had once passed.

In the courtyard, an old man with his back to him was fishing in a pond, his fishing rod baitless, and the pond fishless.

Quite the trick, willing to be hooked?

Ji Jingqiu spoke up: "Elder Ning, I've arrived."

In the words of Qingyang Ancestor, this man in front of him was the closest to becoming a Great Grandmaster in the Federation.

The old man put down his fishing rod, turned around, and looked carefully at the young man in front of him, nodding his head.

Indeed, self-proved innate, transformed.

"I must have been blind not to see you could reach this far."

Ning Fengyuan looked at him, slightly emotional, originally thinking this boy was inferior to Ji Linyuan, never expecting that he would make a step never seen before in thousands of years.

"Elder Ning flattered me," Ji Jingqiu said.

"There's no flattery," Ning Fengyuan shook his head, "I heard you realized two strikes in the Po Suo Half-plane, able to slash through the Arrogant Sun Peak, would it be convenient to show me?"

"Of course!" Ji Jingqiu looked around the courtyard, "Right here?"

"Rest assured when you strike, this place's density is far beyond the outside world, even a single leaf here surpasses the strongest alloy of the Federation," Ning Fengyuan confidently smiled.

Ji Jingqiu's expression tightened, was this small courtyard Elder Ning's "Divine Country"?

He no longer declined, placing his hand on his sword, adjusted his state, and then made two strong strikes in his best mental condition.

The first strike, All Laws are Void, where the sword light passed, all was still, only the sword light blazing, embodying the true meaning of "Void."

The second strike, A Sliver of Hope, a long sword sweep followed by Silent Annihilation, seemed to invite a great calamity of destruction, then another sword light shocked the world, finding a sliver of survival.

Seeing these two strikes, Ning Fengyuan nodded, generous in his praise:

"Two very nice strikes, with profound and far-reaching intentions, hard to imagine these are realized by a True Seed Martial Artist!"

"Continue refining them, these two strikes have nearly no limit, entirely dependent on how far you can go."

Even from his perspective, if Ji Jingqiu kept refining these two strikes, they would be enough to define a Dao path in the future!

In other words, saying this boy held a Martial Master's Posture was not an exaggeration, even though there's no such saying in the Federation.

"But I think it's still lacking a bit."

Ning Fengyuan suddenly changed his tone, neutral in expression,

"If I am not mistaken, these two strikes of yours are somewhat built on the shoulders of others, and that's not a problem for anyone, except for you—because I thought I could see 'your own form' in these two strikes."

Ji Jingqiu's expression focused.

Seeing one's own form in the strikes?

Ning Fengyuan raised his hand, and a projection image unfolded in the air.

It was Ji Jingqiu's battle challenging the seventh floor.

In the scene, Ji Jingqiu stood with his sword sheathed, his right hand on the sword handle, his aura becoming restrained and profound, pushing his state to the peak, under Ji Linyuan's oppression, slowly making his strongest strike.

And it was in this strike, he saw himself as Heaven and Earth, laying the foundation of his own dojo!

Ji Jingqiu was momentarily startled, not expecting this man had also studied the video of his challenge on the seventh floor.

"In your victory over Ji Linyuan in this battle, Elder distinctly saw your 'See Me' strike."

"I originally thought that your own two strikes, would be a sublimation of that one, but unexpectedly, you didn't use it as a blueprint to create your own sword techniques, which surprised Elder."

Ning Fengyuan said in a low voice,

"Perhaps in others' eyes, those two strikes of yours, in terms of intentions, superiority, and future potential, are incomparable to that one strike."