Zhou Feng didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that this monk was bewitching him.
The power of will that he was talking about seemed to be a huge pit.
Although external cultivation of the power of will didn't have any conflict with other cultivation methods, Zhou Feng didn't think that this monk was so kind-hearted.
Like him, when the others heard this so-called power of will, they all frowned slightly.
However, no one interrupted him. They basically listened slowly as if they were trying to find some redeeming points.
"This is the external cultivator's wheel of will!"
As he spoke, a wheel of light appeared behind Ruo Sheng's bald head.
This wheel of light emitted a dazzling but gentle light.
The moment the wheel of light appeared, a faint chanting sound echoed in Zhou Feng's ears.
'This thing is useless to me…'
This was because he had already decided on his future path of cultivation, and it was mainly based on his physical body.
Judging from Zhou Feng's aptitude, this method of cultivation with the power of will was probably not enough.
After a short while, Ruo Sheng had finished his speech.
This moved no one in the audience. All of them had silent expressions on their faces.
There wasn't even any feedback from the scene.
"Then, this humble monk will take his leave!"
Faced with such a situation, Ruo Sheng still looked as if he was bathed in the spring breeze. He didn't seem to be the least bit depressed.
Following that, there were all sorts of discussions between different people.
They basically went up layer by layer, starting from the Body Tempering realm.
Zhou Feng's horizons were also broadened. All sorts of different cultivation paths were basically presented one by one.
Spiritual cultivation with spirit beasts, sword cultivation with one sword, and Dao cultivation with comprehension of the laws of heaven and earth.
These branches all started from the Purple Mansion realm.
This was because the Purple Mansion realm meant the condensation of one's nascent soul. Only by condensing one's nascent soul would they be qualified to follow the above-mentioned paths.
No wonder those who discussed Dao were all at the Purple Mansion realm.
During this process, Zhou Feng had noted down a lot of cultivation knowledge that he wasn't privy to before.
Unfortunately, almost no one had mentioned anything about Purple Mansion cultivation knowledge.
Everyone was exchanging ideas on different cultivation paths.
In the end, there was a discussion about the principles of dao arts.
Zhou Feng didn't understand this part because he had only been beating around the bush ever since he had started cultivating.
He had relied on a pair of fists.
And just when he thought that this Dao discussion would end just like that, Wang Jin suddenly stood on the stage.
"There's still a peerless genius present who hasn't spoken yet! After all, to be able to participate in this Dao discussion with a Soul Altar cultivation, he should have some genuine teaching material!"
As expected, Wang Jin absolutely wouldn't let Zhou Feng off.
After all, he and the Wang Clan were already at odds.
If he didn't take this opportunity to make things difficult for Zhou Feng, everyone else would think that the Wang Clan was afraid.
"Soul Altar realm?"
"Peerless genius?"
Quite a few people present followed Wang Jin's line of sight and looked toward Zhou Feng.
They discovered that there was actually a Soul Altar cultivator present.
Facing the gaze of so many Purple Mansion cultivators, Zhou Feng felt an enormous pressure.
This was especially so for the person sitting in front of him. Those gazes seemed to want to dissect his body.
"…"
Zhou Feng tried his best to remain calm. Then, he didn't say a single word and glanced indifferently at Wang Jin.
There was no reaction, nor did he counterattack!
When facing everyone's gazes, his expression was the same as usual.
After a while, most of the people withdrew their gazes.
Now, it was Wang Jin's turn to be embarrassed. Everyone wanted to see how Wang Jin would perform.
Zhou Feng had made his stance clear. What would Wang Jin do now?
"You… What? You don't dare to speak? Or are you saying that you're not worthy?"
Wang Jin also received a lot of gazes. That huge pressure made Wang Jin continue to target Zhou Feng.
How could this person be so calm? Shouldn't he be able to retort in such a situation?
Wang Jin really couldn't do anything to Zhou Feng without the latter saying a single word.
This was because many of the people present didn't even know Zhou Feng, a mere Soul Altar cultivator.
There was no need to pay any attention to him. Compared to those grudges and squabbles, the people present were clearly more willing to hear some novel cultivation viewpoints.
Wang Jin chose this time to provoke Zhou Feng.
Originally, he wanted to embarrass Zhou Feng. How could a mere Soul Altar cultivator have the courage to squeeze into a gathering of Purple Mansion cultivators?
But Zhou Feng's calm and collected appearance directly dispelled Wang Jin's thoughts.
'I just won't say anything! You can call me whatever you want. I'll just watch you make a fool of yourself.'
"…"
There was a moment of silence.
Zhou Feng was still the same as before. This time, Wang Jin was embarrassed.
Wang Jin would definitely leave the stage dejectedly according to the normal plot.
But at this moment, someone spoke up.
"This humble monk is also very curious about this benefactor! I wonder if this benefactor can open his mouth!"
Ruo Sheng had a smile on his face as he looked at Zhou Feng. Furthermore, he revealed a standard smile of eight teeth.
He was different from Wang Jin. Although not everyone liked Ruo Sheng's style, they had to admit that he was powerful.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have been invited here to discuss the Dao.
When Ruo Sheng opened his mouth, it instantly aroused the curiosity of many people.
How could a mere Soul Altar cultivator make Ruo Sheng open his mouth?
'Monk Ruo Sheng? When did I offend this monk?' Zhou Feng muttered in his heart.
Previously, if it was just Wang Jin alone, then he could have kept silent.
But now that Ruo Sheng had spoken, it would be as if he was not giving face to everyone present if he still kept silent.
What made Zhou Feng curious was when he had attracted this monk's attention.
If he remembered correctly, this was his first time seeing Ruo Sheng!
"I used a random cultivation technique to reach this level. If you really want to discuss the Dao, why don't we let our fists speak?"
Zhou Feng's eyes turned sharp, and he didn't conceal his intention to target Wang Jin at all.
He wasn't good at discussing the Dao. Since this Wang Jin was deliberately targeting him, then he would just talk it out in a fight.
It just so happened that he had just gained a new passive skill, an abnormal one at that.
Zhou Feng could test it out and increase his strength by 30%. What kind of experience would that be like?
As for this monk, he memorized him.
He had targeted him for no reason, and this had to be written down in his small notebook of grudges.
"Oh! That's right, a verbal discussion of Dao is still lacking in meaning after all!"
After hearing his words, a deep voice rang out from all around.
"Everyone, don't resist! This old man has brought all of you here to discuss and showcase your fighting skills!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Feng felt a huge pulling force.
He suppressed the thought of resisting.
In the next second, everyone arrived at an arena.
There was no one around them. It was as if they had arrived in an alternate dimension.
'What kind of trick is this!?'