Mythical Cultivation

"Thank you for your explanation, Senior Brother. It turns out that I was just too greedy."

After listening to Tang Shaolong's explanation, Wu Ming said as if he suddenly understood.

Although he understood that cultivation in the Foundation Establishment Stage would be slow, he did not expect it to be so difficult.

It actually takes twenty to thirty years to cultivate a small realm, and the cultivation speed of cultivators from other sects is even more astonishingly slow.

Wu Ming couldn't help but think of the several major forces in Baiye County. Most of the foundation-building cultivators were at the early and middle stages. Cultivators at the late stages were already quite rare, not to mention cultivators who could cultivate to the peak of foundation-building. They were simply rare.

Thinking of this, Wu Ming sighed in his heart that the path of cultivation was indeed long and arduous.

He was originally somewhat dissatisfied with his progress in cultivation, thinking that it was too slow. Now it seems that being able to reach his current level in such a short time is already quite good.

Seeing Wu Ming remain silent, Tang Shaolong thought his words had hit him hard, and quickly comforted him, "Junior Brother, there's no need to be too discouraged. Although the Foundation Establishment Realm is full of difficulties, there are solutions."

Tang Shaolong paused for a moment, then continued, "Normally, only when a person's own talent is extremely outstanding, their bones are close to or even exceed seven stars, and they have sufficient cultivation resources to support them, then their cultivation speed is actually not slow.

Such cultivators can reach a new level in just over a decade. In this way, they may be able to reach the lofty Golden Core Realm within a hundred years.”

After hearing what Tang Shaolong said, Wu Ming couldn't help but feel envious.

He had thought that everyone's cultivation progress was very slow, but now he realized that there were actually some brothers who were gifted and had abundant resources, and their cultivation speed was also frighteningly fast.

Wu Ming asked curiously, "Then, how can one achieve such an astonishing cultivation speed like those extremely gifted cultivators?"

He was eager to know the secret, hoping that he could make greater progress on the path of cultivation.

"It's harder than climbing to heaven to catch up with those monsters in cultivation speed!

Unless one is one of those lucky people with extremely good luck, and God is like a duck on a trellis, sending all kinds of opportunities to their mouths, otherwise it is impossible to catch up with their cultivation speed."

He paused, then continued, "And this kind of lucky person doesn't appear easily. Even in the entire cultivation world of Qingjiang County, there may not be many who can produce one in a few decades or even hundreds of years!"

Wu Ming nodded thoughtfully. He naturally understood the existence of such people.

In the novels he read in his previous life, such people were usually called sons of luck. They seemed to be favored by God. They could pick up treasures whenever they went out, meet masters for guidance wherever they walked, and all kinds of rare resources were thrown at them as if they were free.

Such people are even rarer than geniuses, and are as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns.

"Is talent really that important? Does talent determine everything? Is there no way to change it?"

Wu Ming asked with a look of doubt on his face, as if he was deeply skeptical of this view.

Tang Shaolong looked at Wu Ming with a helpless smile on his face. He slowly shook his head and sighed, "It's difficult, difficult, difficult! With average talent, even a cultivator with a strong background and abundant resources, it's almost impossible to catch up with those extremely talented cultivators."

His words revealed a deep sense of helplessness and powerlessness, as if this was an insurmountable gap.

However, Tang Shaolong changed the subject and continued, "However, nothing in this world is absolute, and there are exceptions. According to rumors, a thousand years ago, in the cultivation world, there was once a Divine Sword Master. Although his aptitude was not the best, it was better than the average person. It can be said that he was not as good as the best, but better than the worst."

Wu Ming's eyes suddenly lit up, and he asked eagerly, "What about his later achievements?"

Tang Shaolong smiled slightly and continued, "This Divine Sword Master's cultivation speed is at the bottom among the top cultivators of his generation, but he was able to maintain this speed with his average talent and was not left behind by those gifted ones.

In the end, he successfully reached the Golden Core Realm before the age of 100, becoming a role model for many ordinary cultivators in the cultivation world."

Tang Shaolong's voice was full of admiration and praise, and he obviously had great respect for this Divine Sword Master.

After hearing this story, Wu Ming felt a surge of hope. He muttered to himself, "So that's how it is. Qualifications don't guarantee ultimate achievement."

Tang Shaolong nodded and said affirmatively, "That's right. This has led to a saying circulating in the cultivation world: aptitude doesn't guarantee ultimate achievement. With enough perseverance and hard work, even ordinary talents can achieve extraordinary results."

Hearing this, Wu Ming couldn't help but feel a surge of blood in his heart, as if all the blood in his body was boiling.

Isn’t this kind of plot exactly the kind of protagonist commonly seen in novels?

It is truly amazing that he can catch up with those gifted people with average qualifications.

"Then how did he do it? Senior brother, do you know?" Wu Ming couldn't suppress his curiosity and asked hurriedly.

Tang Shaolong chuckled, revealing a smug expression, and said, "Hehe, Junior Brother, you finally asked the right person! I happen to know. According to rumors, although this Divine Sword Master has average talent, his cultivation method is completely different from others.

Most ordinary cultivators spend most of their time in deep practice, but he is quite the opposite. He spends very little time in deep practice and spends most of his time training in various battlefields and dangerous places.

Tang Shaolong became increasingly excited as he spoke, his entire body appearing in a frenzy. He continued, "It is through this method that he constantly challenges himself and develops his potential to the extreme. This is the real reason for his rapid cultivation."

"Fight to support the war?" Wu Ming couldn't help but murmured softly after hearing Tang Shaolong's words.

Seeing this, Tang Shaolong's eyes lit up and he quickly responded, "Junior brother, you are right, that's what I mean!"

Wu Ming naturally knew something about this kind of practice, which was a very niche method of cultivation.

That is, monks develop an invincible aura by constantly fighting and regard fighting itself as a means of practice.

Such people are often very formidable. They either successfully climb all the way to the top and become peerless masters;

Once you fail, you will die and your soul will be destroyed.