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Chapter 128: Talent Controversy

Xu Lang's words immediately attracted the support and even cheers of many disciples.

Because in their opinion, everything Xu Lang said made sense.

Being able to condense true energy at the age of thirty can indeed be called a genius. Even looking at the entire Jingguo, he is definitely not an unknown person.

However, in his words, the Holy Son seemed not to take Xu Lang's talent and performance seriously at all.

It seems that although this Holy Son has some talents and can induce the appearance of nine stars, it is too exaggerated?

Even the elders who had been silent and had not made any statements now showed a slightly strange expression.

Is the saint chosen by the sect leader Zhao Wuji actually such a virtuous person?

"Only those who have gathered their divine energy under the age of twenty can be called geniuses. Otherwise, they can only be regarded as mediocre and incompetent people!" Qin Futian looked indifferent, not bothered by the noisy gossip of other disciples around him.

Despite the emotional fluctuations, he still spoke indifferently, as if he was explaining an ordinary thing.

But as soon as Qin Futian said this, Xu Lang laughed sarcastically without concealing it.

Along with many disciples around him, they all laughed together.

Some elders even frowned in disgust, and their feelings towards this Holy Son had dropped to the lowest point.

"Hahahahaha... Qin Futian, are you trying to laugh me to death?"

Xu Lang smiled even more and pointed at Qin Futian: "Within the age of twenty, you can enter the realm of true essence. Or even condense the divine essence? Do you know... In the entire Jingguo, no one has ever been able to reach the realm of true essence within twenty years old?"

, stepping into the true essence realm?

As for condensing the divine essence, haha... In the entire Northern Nether Realm, for three hundred years, the number of divine essence bodies that can appear is only a handful. When it comes to you, are the divine essence bodies just the stinky shit on the streets?

"

Qin Futian said coldly: "You also said that no one in Jingguo can enter the True Yuan Realm under the age of twenty. In the Northern Nether Territory for three hundred years, few people can build the body of Divine Yuan. But what if?

Where are you abroad in Jingjing?"

Qin Futian's words made Xu Lang couldn't help but smile froze on his face.

When the words reached my mouth, I swallowed them back.

Indeed, what he has been considering is within the scope of Jingguo, because for more than 90% of the martial arts cultivators, Jingguo is the stage where they spend their entire lives.

Even in this life, they have never considered leaving Jingguo and going to the outside world.

Therefore, the world background they theorized was limited to the small area of ​​Jingguo.

"But, the Holy Son...even in the Holy Dynasty and the Holy Sect, there are very few geniuses who can enter the True Yuan Realm under the age of twenty and at the same time condense the Divine Yuan."

An old man with white beard and hair spoke at this time.

This is a very senior elder who rarely appears in public view. He is already over two hundred years old and is close to the lifespan limit of three hundred years (the lifespan limit of a True Yuan realm warrior is three hundred years).

The old man spoke, and everyone's eyes turned to him.

"It's Elder Gu Zhonglou. Elder Gu once traveled to the Holy Dynasty and should have seen the affairs of the Holy Dynasty. Since he said so, he must not be wrong."

"I have also heard that although there are many talented people from the Holy Sect and the Holy Dynasty, the possibility of condensing true energy and divine energy within twenty years is too low..."

"I think the Holy Son is just talking about how to condense the divine essence within twenty years old? Maybe it is possible for those peerless geniuses who are born out of nowhere and can dominate an era, but for ninety-nine percent of martial arts cultivators

, just talk about it all day and night.”

Qin Futian watched these people talking indifferently and did not refute.

Because he knew that in the eyes of people like Xu Lang, the world was worse than a well.

They simply cannot imagine how big this world is.

However, Qin Futian still reminded: "If you continue to make noise now, my time for lectures and preaching will only become less and less."

"I think there is no need for you to continue lecturing and preaching. You can go back directly. It is best to go directly to Tianshu Peak and declare to the sect master that you should voluntarily step down as the Holy Son!" Xu Lang said coldly.

"Really?"

Qin Futian's eyes were slightly cold: "Your name is Xu Lang?"

Qin Futian heard Xu Lang's name from the mouths of other disciples.

"It's me!" Xu Lang raised his head.

"The Holy Son, Senior Brother Xu Lang, is the original candidate for the Holy Son."

Someone pointed out that Xu Lang's identity, words and demeanor were full of dissatisfaction with Qin Futian. It seemed to him that Qin Futian was not as good as Xu Lang. Qin Futian could become the Holy Son because he was directly conferred by the sect master.

As a result, Xu Lang lost his qualification to compete, which is very unfair.

This is also the reason why some disciples are very unconvinced by Qin Futian.

"Candidate for the Holy Son?" Qin Futian nodded slightly, already roughly understanding why Xu Lang was so tit-for-tat.

It seems to be because of the position of the Holy Son.

"The talent is actually quite good." Qin Futian looked at Xu Lang.

At this time, Xu Lang seemed to have nothing to hide in Qin Futian's eyes. Even every meridian on his body, every drop of blood, and even any hair were all visible to Qin Futian.

Complete now.

"The talent is good, but it's a pity that I have taken too many detours. There are too many problems with the cultivation techniques and the methods of cultivation. Originally, it was only necessary to have the skills to open the divine gate at the age of thirty.

Comprehending Tao Zang is no problem. Now, if we continue with this cultivation method, I am afraid that we will stop at the middle stage of the True Essence Realm in this life."

Xu Lang frowned slightly. The way Qin Futian stared at him just now made him feel a very strange and uncomfortable feeling.

It was like he was completely naked in front of Qin Futian, and even his physical body could be completely seen through.

However, this feeling only passed by briefly.

Shaking his head secretly, Xu Lang sneered: "Opening the Divine Gate at the age of thirty? It's not a problem to understand Tao Zang? Qin Futian, why do you have such a loud tone?

Also, you said that I have stopped at the middle stage of the True Essence Realm in this life, what kind of bullshit are you talking about?"

Qin Futian's eyes gradually turned cold.

He originally had no objection to Xu Lang.

But Xu Lang's words became more and more outrageous, which made Qin Futian a little uncomfortable.

"Xu Lang, have you always felt powerless in your recent practice?"

Qin Futian's words made Xu Lang's expression change slightly.

Qin Futian continued: "You try to break into the third level of the True Yuan Realm, but every time you get to the edge of a breakthrough, you feel that the True Yuan is dissipating, without any structure, and gradually losing control?

Then, my eyes stung, my ears trembled, and I felt like I was about to faint at any time?"

Qin Futian's last few words immediately caused Xu Lang's expression to change drastically, and his whole body started to tremble.

"You...how do you know?" Xu Lang looked at Qin Futian in disbelief.

"Of course I know!" Qin Futian sneered: "This is what I said, your cultivation method and path are totally wrong. If you don't change your ways in time, it will be a trivial matter to stop at the middle stage of the True Yuan Realm. You may even be able to reach your cultivation level.
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