Tian Yuan

After seeing Luo Liuyin off, Chen Qingyuan no longer needed to devote any of his attention to him.

The barrier of the dojo gradually became blurred.

The thick fog made it impossible to see through.

Seeing this, everyone knew clearly that this discussion was over.

Those large group of monks who had just arrived were unable to enter the temple and obtain good fortune. They missed the opportunity and were filled with regret and sighed.

"Wow—"

The scent of peach blossoms filled the noses of everyone present, refreshing and lingering.

A man in a pink gown appeared in front of everyone, stepping on peach blossoms, looking majestic and powerful.

"I came too late and didn't get to meet this guy."

The visitor was named Wang Taohua. She had been in an ancient ruins before. She learned about this matter a few days ago and hurried over, but had no chance to meet him.

"Who is he?"

Many people don't know Wang Taohua, they just feel that the pressure he exudes from his every move is very powerful, and he must be a very powerful person with a great background.

"Fellow."

Chang Geng Sword Immortal and Wang Taohua were both generals under the command of Emperor Taiwei. They had met before and were quite familiar with each other, so they stepped forward to say hello.

"Tell me about what happened here."

Wang Taohua stood with his hands behind his back, nodded in response, and stared at the dojo covered by ancient laws and thick fog.

"Let's start from when His Holiness set up the dojo..."

Next, Sword Immortal Chang Geng recounted in detail the important events that had occurred in recent days.

Listening to the sword fairy's narration, Wang Taohua roughly understood it. A strange look appeared in her eyes, and she secretly exclaimed: "Inviting twelve ancient emperors to discuss the Dao, their talents are unmatched throughout the ages."

Anyone could guess that the twelve figures sitting on the futon just now were all remnants of the emperors of ancient times. It was difficult to determine their specific origins.

"When Your Excellency comes out of retreat, I wonder what the scenery will be like."

The Sword Immortal Chang Geng was wearing a light grey brocade robe, his face was wrinkled, his temples were greying, and he was looking forward to the future.

All the great men kept staring in the direction of the dojo, their eyes deep and each of them had something in mind.

The excitement has come to a halt. It is unknown when Chen Qingyuan will come out, and no one can predict it.

Time is precious, and powerful people from all walks of life have left this place one after another, deciding to look for opportunities elsewhere, hoping to improve their own strength and thus have a certain ability to protect themselves in this prosperous and chaotic world.

People come and go, and there is constant noise.

What happens in the outside world has nothing to do with Chen Qingyuan.

He devoted himself to seclusion, forming thousands of magic seals with his hands. The huge spiritual energy in his body was flowing rapidly. A faint vertical line appeared between his eyebrows, and there were many strange patterns on the surface of his skin.

Chen Qingyuan entered a very strange state. His consciousness seemed to be in a chaotic space. Ancient characters surrounded him, sometimes big, sometimes small, sometimes still, sometimes moving.

These characters are completely different from the commonly used fonts in the secular world and are unique. I am afraid that no one else in the world can understand them except Chen Qingyuan.

"Buzzing—"

The faint sound of Tao lingered in my ears, like the sound of immortals, cleansing my soul.

Many years ago, Chen Qingyuan obtained a fragment of the Dongyang Scripture. The ancient powerful man who created this ancient scripture was a three-dan Taoist body with extraordinary talent.

By integrating the cultivation methods of Dongyang Canjing, Chen Qingyuan gained great insights from it and created a path that is unique to him.

The Dharma that was realized is called the Sutra of Samsara.

Before, Chen Qingyuan had deduced half of the Reincarnation Sutra, but later encountered a bottleneck and was unable to make a breakthrough.

This time I set up a realm for discussing the Dao, and I gained a lot of insights.

Taking this opportunity, I will try to deduce the second half of the Samsara Sutra. I won't say it's complete, but at least I want to achieve great success.

In this way, Chen Qingyuan can clear the fog ahead and move towards a higher position.

Otherwise, even if you have top-level resources that are rare in the world, it will be difficult to break through like a headless fly, and in the end there is a high probability that the top-level resources will be wasted.

Only after he had deduced the Sutra of Samsara to the level of great success could Chen Qingyuan reach the ninth step of the Divine Bridge.

Therefore, this is a crucial matter, and this is why he set up the dojo.

It is unlikely to achieve anything if we work in isolation.

"Puff puff!"

Suddenly, a little bit of starlight emerged from Chen Qingyuan's body and floated to various places in the void, like thousands of stars, forming a huge galaxy map, brilliant and vast, hiding infinite mysteries.

In this special space where consciousness is located, Chen Qingyuan is located at the core of the world. Countless starlight and ancient characters condensed in this world are all rotating around him.

Using his own Taoist rhyme, he constructed a star map.

Thousands of stars surrounded him. After an unknown amount of time, the quiet atmosphere of his consciousness space was shattered by a loud "boom" and the entire star map suddenly exploded.

The space was divided into thousands of fragments, moving slowly and irregularly, looking very chaotic.

Including the words condensed by the power of the ancient Sutra of Reincarnation, they also broke together and looked abnormal.

Chen Qingyuan is as steady as a mountain, his mind as calm as still water.

"Crash-"

After a few days, the free-floating space fragments began to reorganize.

After half a month, the consciousness space returned to normal.

The star map is as original as before, without any cracks.

On the surface, it looks the same as it did at the beginning, but in fact, the Dao rhyme rules contained therein have changed greatly.

A layer of pale white light appeared on the surface of the body, and a sphere condensed in the palm of his hand. There were several streams of water in the sphere, swimming slowly, containing unique Taoist rhyme rules, which were very consistent with the reincarnation Taoist body.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Chen Qingyuan's heart was beating at a special frequency, and each beat was like the sound of an ancient bell.

He was trying to construct a law space of his own and deduce the subsequent direction of the Sutra of Reincarnation.

It is not yet known how long it will take.

Seen from the outside, this dojo is relatively quiet. At most, there will be some slight fluctuations in the barrier, which are difficult to detect if you don't observe carefully.

......

The Ninth Heaven, a secret area unknown to the world.

Chu Mo, who was as tall as a mountain, wore a dark-colored long-sleeved shirt, had disheveled hair, and looked unruly.

Chu Mo used his divine sense to hear all the things that Chen Qingyuan had done recently. Therefore, he stopped what he was doing, looked into the distance, and muttered to himself: "You are a little impatient, why is that?"

According to Chu Mo's initial inference, Chen Qingyuan would stay in this realm for hundreds or even thousands of years, just like himself. This would lay a good foundation, prepare for the ninth step, and tap into his greatest potential.

For top powerhouses like them, they still have a long lifespan and there is no need to speed up.

To put it bluntly, this life is particularly prosperous, and in the end, the only people who are qualified to compete are Chen Qingyuan and Chu Mo.

The rest of the monsters can only be witnesses.