Tian Yuan

In an elegant palace, the fairy mist curls up, the spirit tree grows in the air, and the spirit vines wrap around the white clouds, trying to pierce through the nine heavens.

A gust of wind blew open the lightly closed door.

Chen Qingyuan then turned his gaze to the inside of the door, and there was a white mist, mysterious and undetectable.

He went straight in and walked slowly.

The surrounding white fog began to disperse to both sides, and a wide flat road appeared impressively.

Along this road, I came to a dojo covered by complex laws.

The ashram is circular with a diameter of about a thousand feet, and each corner is engraved with strange patterns, containing supreme aura.

The dean stood in the center of the dojo, his breath was cold, his back was facing Chen Qingyuan.

"Dean."

Chen Qingyuan walked near the dean, and bowed his hands in salute.

"Your talent, looking at the long river of history, it's hard to find second." The dean turned around slowly, his eyes were deep, and his voice was light: "Although your foundation is good, you haven't really reached the limit of your talent so far."

Listening to the words of the dean, Chen Qingyuan seemed to understand, bowed slightly, and listened patiently.

"The Sandan holy product has never existed in ancient times. The path you are going to take is full of unknowns. You can't learn from the experience of the predecessors, and you need to explore it yourself." The dean said in a deep voice: "I have consulted many classics, combined with my own cultivation. Experience, I have an idea, do you want to listen to it?"

"Ask the dean to give me some guidance."

It is Chen Qingyuan's blessing to be able to get the guidance of the headmaster, so of course he must humbly ask for advice.

The purpose of summoning Chen Qingyuan this time is to guide him forward, not to take a detour.

"The way of the foundation, at the beginning, there are upper, middle, and lower points. Furthermore, the earth grade, the heaven grade, and the holy grade." The dean slowly said: "The monks in the world can reach the earth grade talent, which is unparalleled in ten thousand. A genius of one. The foundation of the heavenly grade, if there are no accidents in the future, he will surely reach the realm of Mahayana. As for the talent of the holy grade, if you look at the universe, there will never be more than a hundred people every ten thousand years."

"You possess the Dao of the Three Alchemy Sacred Grade, you are endowed with extraordinary talent, and your strength far surpasses those of the same realm. However, this also brings you a huge burden. The speed of cultivation is relatively slow, and it is extremely difficult to break through the bottleneck."

"Coupled with the fact that you have a Dao bone of unknown origin, the road ahead is bound to be bumpy, and it will be quite difficult to reach the peak."

"If you follow the rules, how far do you think you can go?"

The dean's words echoed in Chen Qingyuan's ears.

He lowered his eyes in deep thought, and remained silent for a while.

For a moment, Chen Qingyuan raised his head and looked at the dean, and said solemnly: "I don't know what the future holds, I just want to go forward with all my strength. I still have a breath, and I will never stop."

"In this world, there are many people with strong willpower, but there are only a few people who have really reached the top of the mountain."

To succeed, of course, willpower is indispensable, but other things are also required.

"The disciple is stupid, please tell the headmaster frankly."

Chen Qingyuan cupped his fists to ask.

"Qingyuan, have you ever thought that there is a Tao above the Holy Grade?"

After a long silence, the dean spoke very seriously.

Doom!

Hearing this, Chen Qingyuan raised his head suddenly, his eyes flickered with surprise, and his heart was filled with waves: "As we all know, the foundation of the sacred product is the limit of the world, how can there be a way above it?"

The first thought that popped up in Chen Qingyuan's mind was to deny it.

The inherent way of thinking limits the direction of thinking about the problem.

"Before you, there has never been a phenomenon where the three Dans are in one body."

The dean retorted.

"You mean, there is really a way beyond the Holy Grade?"

Chen Qingyuan clenched his hands and asked in a trembling voice.

"Not sure." The dean shook his head slightly, and said solemnly: "Maybe not. After all, there is no record in the history books. However, you are born rich and powerful, and you have a strong body. Even if there is no road ahead, you can walk out of a road that belongs to you alone. .”

Listening to the dean's instructions, Chen Qingyuan seemed to see something in front of him clearly.The mist that covered the eyes became thinner a bit.

"Son, you are extraordinary, don't be limited to the original order and rules of the world. Only by breaking the dusty regulations can you truly reach the top and become a leader of an era."

The dean thought for a long time before he planned to tell what was in his heart.

Breaking the established rules, narrowly escaped death, full of unknowns.

However, the path of cultivation is extremely dangerous.

Since Chen Qingyuan has this qualification, why not go for it.As for success or failure, it all depends on one's own good fortune.

Chen Qingyuan will be overwhelmed by the supreme foundation sooner or later by following the rules of practice, not to mention the way of Mahayana and Shenqiao, I am afraid that it will be difficult to cross the tribulation period.

Chen Qingyuan broke through to the fusion stage because he got a chance in the old land, entered the Tianshu Tower left by Emperor Taiwei, and slowly reached the limit of his own realm, and he was able to succeed.

The road behind is even more difficult and dangerous, crossing the nine realms of calamity, one realm and one difficulty.

The higher the talent, the higher the difficulty.

"What should the disciple do?"

Chen Qingyuan roughly understood the meaning of the dean, don't be dragged down by the foundation of talent, it is best to embark on a brand new path.It's just that this kind of thing is easy to say, but it's like a mortal ascending to the sky in practice, which is very confusing.

"I don't know." The dean's ability is limited, he dare not rashly guide Chen Qingyuan, he shook his head and said: "How to do it is up to you."

Everyone said that Chen Qingyuan's talent was unparalleled, and it was hard to find another person in the world.

But very few people knew how much pressure he was under.

Why are the top powerhouses in the world not afraid of Chen Qingyuan growing up, willing to offend Qingzong, regardless of the consequences?

Because in the eyes of those old things, Chen Qingyuan is just an ant with supreme good fortune, who can't make any waves.

Excessive talent is not necessarily a good thing. If one's own abilities cannot be suppressed, it will be an inevitable disaster.

Old Antique, who was hiding in a dark corner, didn't believe that Chen Qingyuan could go to the realm of Mahayana, at most he could reach the Tribulation, so he stopped there.In the future, if there is a suitable opportunity, take its supreme foundation, integrate it into your own body, and break through the realm and ascend to the sky.

"This is the dojo I set up for you, you can understand it carefully. Whether you succeed or not, it all depends on you."

The dean took one step to the height, and activated the dojo's prohibition with a wave of his hand.

Suddenly, the entire dojo spun, and complex dao patterns spread all over the void.

In just a few breaths, the dojo was shrouded in mysterious power, and neither the naked eye nor the mind could peek into the situation inside.

Even the dean who arranged the dojo can't spy on it.

"I hope you can go one step further!"

For Chen Qingyuan's growth, the dean has worked hard, and the dojo here has the effect of blinding the sky.

In short, no matter how Chen Qingyuan realizes Dao in the dojo, he will not be harassed by Daoist.With his cultivation base, presumably with the cover of the dojo's prohibition, there shouldn't be much movement.

In the dojo, surrounded by obscure Dao patterns, the aura is rich and extremely quiet.

"The road above the sacred goods..."

Chen Qingyuan sat cross-legged on the ground, lowering his eyebrows in thought.