Even Lin Yuantang, Chen Siyuan and Zhuang Mengdie are involved. Obviously, this is no longer a bet between Kou chuchen and Su Guang, but a contest between Zhengyang Daofu and Qingyuan Daofu. Of course, they can't stay out of the affair.

They also know that the test of Zhengyang Daochi is physique, which is also the most difficult for human saints to improve. It takes a lot of time to sharpen slowly, and at the same time, it also needs a good chance. Considering Fenghua's age, it is impossible to go through too much sharpening or too many chances.

This bet is not small, but for them, there is no risk at all. What does it matter if they can still pick money?

Obviously, they've lost sight, and they've lost sight again.

After stopping for a moment, many disciples of Daofu continued to walk along the stone ladder towards the third Daochi, and Gu Fenghua was also among them.

But nearly half of them stayed in the same place, opened their eyes when they heard the news and watched them leave.

"Are you really not going?" Seeing them looking at themselves, Gu Fenghua slowed down and asked.

Every dadaofu has expressed their feelings to Daofu of the Qing and Yuan Dynasties. These young people are respectful to her and regard themselves as younger generation. Gu Fenghua regards them as companions and feels sorry for them when they give up.

"No, no, we are satisfied to be here." A Taoist disciple replied.

"Thanks to the help of Gu Fu Jian, we couldn't have been here if we hadn't taken the DaoTi pill you made. It's important to have self-knowledge in life. We'd better act according to our ability. " Another disciple followed.

"Take care of yourself. Don't be careless." There are also well intentioned reminders.

When they speak, they are all happy and happy, their eyes are full of satisfaction, and they can't see any loss at all.

If they had not taken the DaoTi pill made by Gu Fenghua, with their physique, they would not have gone to the third Daochi, not to mention the second Daochi. They might even have stopped at the first Daochi. What would they be dissatisfied with.

"In that case, you can practice at ease." Seeing that they were all satisfied, Gu Fenghua would not say anything more. He waved and stepped on the new stone ladder with a brisk pace.

More than several times stronger than just now, Gu Fenghua felt that his body sank, as if an invisible mountain suddenly pressed on his shoulder, and his steps became extremely heavy.

Even she is, and others are no exception. Some people just walk out a few steps and sweat all over their body like rain. Even the sweat is soaked with light blood color. It is obvious that the meridian is broken and the internal organs are injured.

Not daring to be brave, they sat on their knees and began to practice. Some even retreated to the third Dao pool.

Some people still insist, but judging from their sweat and the blood oozing from their robes, it's hard to insist.

Gu Fenghua took a deep breath and began to work hard.

The rich aura poured in like a tide, even her repeatedly tempered meridians were stinging.

Gu Fenghua was shocked and immediately realized that he was wrong. The faster the skill works, the more abundant the aura it absorbs, and the greater the pressure it has to bear. The correct way is to protect the meridians and slow down the speed of absorbing aura as much as possible. Then, with the improvement of cultivation, the meridians become stronger and stronger, and then gradually speed up.

Thinking of this, Gu fenghuadang wants to slow down his practice. But before she did that, she was stunned.

Just like the tide, the aura of the meridians mysteriously disappeared?