"Hmm... Seventh tier sage, getting stronger means cultivating the path of slaying thoughts? Seventh tier, it actually has another hundred realms?"
While eating, he marveled at the information from the Grey Fish, "A hundred layers of slaying thoughts, in traditional Huaxia terminology, isn't it equivalent to cutting off three corpses?"
Speaking of eating, after all, the main body really had nothing better to do.
Letting the main body out to play would definitely be courting death,
so each day it just came to the dining hall to eat, maintaining some semblance of life.
"The seventh tier involves cultivation, expanding one's own rules." Fu Qingjun meticulously read the method for cultivating at the seventh tier, "That is to say, as a rule, one must constantly assimilate the cosmic material that one's rule governs."
"For instance, as the God of Flame Rules, you continuously assimilate the flames of a certain area, expanding your range incessantly."
