"What happened?"
Inside Great Luo Palace.
Qingyun Daoist and the Great Luo higher-ups noticed the explosion at once.
"Reporting to the Sect Master, someone was testing a Dao technique and blasted apart a small mountain."
As soon as the voice rang out, quite a few elders' faces turned extremely ugly.
"How outrageous! Testing a Dao technique and actually blowing up a hill? Isn't there a testing ground? Which disciple was it? Drag him to the Hall of Punishments and punish him properly."
"Indeed, he has gone too far. These past days, those disciples have all been refusing to stay in line, and now someone is acting so recklessly. Once the Hall of Punishments is done with him, send him to our Hall of Law Enforcement as well. Let him properly savor the taste of the Hall of Law Enforcement."
The elder of the Hall of Law Enforcement spoke as well, his face full of anger.
The other elders were all equally indignant.
"What kind of technique was being tested?"
Qingyun Daoist remained composed and asked.
"Reporting to the Sect Master, it was Eldest Senior Brother!"
A new voice came from outside.
In an instant, Great Luo Palace fell completely silent.
Even Qingyun Daoist froze.
"Hahahaha! So it was Changsheng, Martial Nephew. Then it's fine, it's fine."
"I was wondering why it was so fierce. So it was Changsheng, Martial Nephew. As expected of the future Holy Son of our Great Luo Holy Land. Good, good, good."
"Changsheng, Martial Nephew has only just arrived at Great Luo Holy Land and does not understand many of the rules. It is understandable, understandable!"
"Yes, yes, yes. Changsheng, Martial Nephew has just arrived and does not understand many things. A trifling matter, a trifling matter. Let us continue discussing that matter from before."
The atmosphere within Great Luo Palace changed in an instant.
The moment they learned that Lu Changsheng was testing a technique, all their fury vanished like smoke in the wind, replaced by smiles of every sort.
Forget a small mountain.
Even if he had blown away an entire main peak, so what?
Great Luo's Eldest Senior Brother, the future Holy Son, the future Holy Lord, the future Sect Master—who would be full to the brim with nothing better to do than offend Lu Changsheng?
Besides, half of these people had descendants studying techniques at Lu Changsheng's side. If they truly went looking for trouble, would that not mean making things difficult for their own children?
"Ahem. Since that is the case, let us continue discussing the matter of conferring the Holy Son title."
Once Qingyun Daoist learned that his own disciple had blasted apart a small mountain, he was even less likely to say anything. With one sentence, he pulled the topic back to the previous matter, and Great Luo Palace once again erupted into a fierce argument.
"Yours is far too tongue-twisting. Mine is much better: Great Luo Boundless Supreme Peerless Under Heaven Perfect Holy Son. Isn't that good?"
"Peerless Under Heaven? I already said, listen to me: Great Luo Primordial Chaos Peerless Supreme Most Sacred Most True Holy Son. That is the good name!"
"You old fools, have you ever read a book? You babbled on and on without even mentioning the main point. Let me say it: Great Luo Primordial Chaos True Immortal Confucian Buddhist Daoist Perfect Supreme Holy Son. Isn't that good?"
It was not only Great Luo Palace.
Within a hundred li of Great Luo Main Peak, every disciple heard the sound.
Jin Yang Peak in particular—Wang Jin Yang was utterly dumbfounded, while his disciples were each more astonished than the last.
"Senior Brother, are you sure that was the cultivation of the Qi Refining Realm? I feel that even at Foundation Establishment Great Perfection, I could not compare to even one-tenth of that."
A disciple could not help speaking up.
Wang Jin Yang was also astonished.
He truly did not want to admit it, but the spiritual energy Lu Changsheng had released was indeed at the Qi Refining Realm.
No matter how high Lu Changsheng's actual realm was, that spiritual energy fluctuation was unmistakably from the Qi Refining Realm.
Yet Wang Jin Yang could feel it.
That power was comparable to the Golden Core Realm.
If a Golden Core cultivator took a Sword Qi strike like that, even if he did not die, he would be crippled.
"The Qi Refining Realm is terrifying to such a degree."
Wang Jin Yang sighed inwardly.
At this very moment, he thoroughly understood just how vast the gap between himself and Lu Changsheng was.
"Senior Brother, perhaps you saw it wrong just now?"
"Exactly. How could the Qi Refining Realm possibly possess such power?"
"Senior Brother, Junior Brother does not mean anything else. Eldest Senior Brother is certainly powerful, but he could not possibly be this outrageous, could he? A Qi Refining Realm cultivator releasing Sword Qi this fierce? I do not believe it, anyway."
The disciples spoke up. They were unwilling to believe it, because it was simply too absurd.
Wang Jin Yang could not help sinking into thought.
Could he really have seen it wrong just now?
The Qi Refining Realm releasing Sword Qi stronger than the Golden Core Realm?
That was simply impossible.
With that thought, Wang Jin Yang began trying his best to convince himself.
Meanwhile, atop the main peak.
Lu Changsheng himself was utterly bewildered.
Had it not been said that the power was weak?
He had blown apart an entire small hill.
This was called weak power?
Were they fooling him?
No matter how he thought about it, Lu Changsheng truly did not know whether the reason lay with himself or with this Dao technique.
But on careful thought.
This was a world of immortal cultivation.
True experts held the sun and moon in their hands and plucked stars from the heavens.
Burning mountains and boiling seas were no difficult feat.
He had merely blown apart a small mountain.
His combat power might be on the higher side within the Qi Refining Realm, but in the entire world of immortal cultivation, he was still just trash, right?
Yes, it should be like that.
"What happened?"
"Who's fighting?"
"Did someone get hurt?"
"Who has sunflower seeds? Let's watch the show together."
Inside the Pill Room, Liu Qingfeng came rushing out in a panic. Thinking disciples were fighting, he was thrilled beyond measure.
"Get back in there and refine pills."
Yet with a single sentence from Lu Changsheng.
Liu Qingfeng immediately turned around and left, returning to the Pill Room to refine pills obediently, not daring to act out.
The Jin Yang Sword Art had been tested.
Lu Changsheng picked up the second jade booklet.
Great Luo Fist Seal.
This was a Dao technique spanning from the Qi Refining Realm to the Nascent Soul Realm. Because it contained a cultivation method for the Qi Refining Realm, it could also be considered a Qi Refining Dao technique.
The Great Luo Seal was much more complicated to cultivate.
Spiritual energy as the foundation, the physical body as support, condensing magical power, then combining it with supreme spiritual force to unleash a punch of one's true self.
This was what was known as the Great Luo Fist Seal.
Great Luo carried an extraordinary meaning.
It was profoundly mysterious.
Lu Changsheng began cultivating it experimentally.
He closed his eyes and rested his mind.
Very quickly, magical power surged throughout his body like a rushing river.
On distant Jin Yang Peak.
Wang Jin Yang cast his gaze over once more.
This time, he was certain that the magical power surrounding Lu Changsheng was magical power of the Qi Refining Realm.
"His magical power is vast as a river, stretching on without end. This time, there is no mistake."
Wang Jin Yang stared at Lu Changsheng without blinking even once.
The other disciples also watched Lu Changsheng with the utmost care.
"It is indeed the Qi Refining Realm."
"This time, it truly is the Qi Refining Realm."
"I can sense this magical power. It is undoubtedly magical power of the Qi Refining Realm."
The disciples all focused on Lu Changsheng as well.
Magical power differed in quality at every realm.
Magical power of the Qi Refining Realm was the weakest.
To make an analogy, magical power of the Qi Refining Realm was wood, while the Foundation Establishment Realm was iron, and so on.
Your cultivation could deceive people, but your magical power absolutely could not. There was no technique in this world that could alter the fundamental nature of magical power.
Even if such a change were possible, no one would be willing to learn it.
Who would be so full with nothing to do that he would make himself weaker?
Just then.
A phantom appeared behind Lu Changsheng.
This phantom devoured mountains and rivers with its aura, swept across the eight desolations, and looked utterly terrifying.
Boom!
The next moment, Lu Changsheng raised his fist and struck toward a small hill.
But this time was different.
Lu Changsheng poured all the magical power in his body into it.
In other words.
This punch carried three years of cultivation.
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