Although he was awake at this time, he couldn't feel the existence of the Dao seed, and he was a real waste. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

There is no doubt that this is suppressed by the power of the illusion, and he wants to restore contact with the Dao species, at least to restore his strength, and he is no longer a waste.

So what Zhuang Yichen has to do next is very simple, which is to find a way to recover his strength.

A few days later, Zhuang Yichen was already able to walk a short distance, so he and Cheng Dieyi soon asked to go to the library to read books.

Cheng Dieyi nodded and agreed without being too surprised, because the senior brother has always been so diligent, otherwise he would not be able to obtain the status of the chief disciple.

Cheng Dieyi's identity in the Forgetful Sect can be said to be extremely good! In addition to her identity as a true disciple, she also has another and more noble identity.

The only daughter of the head of the Forgetful Sect, if anyone marries her, it is almost equivalent to inheriting all the power of the Cheng family in the Forgetful Sect.

In terms of the thousands of years of history of the Forgetful Sect, the Cheng family also occupies a part of the glory.

When Cheng Dieyi took Zhuang Yichen into the library pavilion, he didn't encounter any trouble. As Zhuang Yichen's chief disciple, he was originally qualified to enter most of the places in the Library Pavilion to browse the classics.

But now that his cultivation has been lost, there are definitely not a few people like Xuanyuan Gongsun who are secretly jealous. These people will naturally have their own forces, and if you want to make it difficult for a chief disciple who has lost his cultivation, it should not be too simple.

Zhuang Yichen's identity as the chief disciple comes from his own strength, but his background is not. He was an orphan, and was found by the head of the gate at the foot of the mountain many years ago.

"My current identity seems to be a very important person!" Zhuang Yichen has been thinking about who his current identity is.

Although he was in this identity in the illusion at this time, he never knew what his name was! It seemed that everyone's name for him had been blocked or modified by the illusion.

"Huh, Yuan Li?" Zhuang Yichen began to look through the classics of the Forgetful Sect and found that the origin of the cultivators' power in this world all lay in something called Yuan Li.

The differentiation of yin and yang is for the sake of Yuan Li! What he began to read was the most basic cultivation classics, which were also the general outline of cultivation in this continent.

Yuan Li is a kind of energy that flows between heaven and earth, and once it is absorbed by a cultivator, it can be divided into two different powers, yin and yang. The cultivators who cultivate Yuan Li are collectively called monks, and they have incredible power.

Women mainly cultivate the power of the cathode, while men cultivate the power of the anode! Once they can practice together after differentiating yin and yang, they will be able to return from the void to the real and achieve the power of the void saint.

"Void Saint!" Zhuang Yichen's expression froze, and he quickly found a few notebook classics of cultivators' actual combat and travels, and confirmed each other, only to realize that the strength of this so-called Void Saint was actually similar to that of the Half-Saint of the Divine Dragon Continent.

"In the Divine Dragon Continent, it is already regarded as a top-level existence of the Half-Saint, and here it is only a Void Saint! Although it is also a strong one, it is only the initial stage of a strong one!" Zhuang Yichen was secretly surprised in his heart.

However, with a high-level like the Holy Demon Tower in front of him, he was quite calm at this time! With the realm of the Martial Saint True Saint all stopping at the fifth layer of the Holy Demon Tower, it can be imagined that the strength of the truly powerful characters in this universe is by no means just the level of the True Saint.

"Above the true saint, what realm is it?" Zhuang Yichen was completely aroused at this time, and began to frantically flip through the classics in the library pavilion.

When he came in, Cheng Dieyi gave him some elixirs that could satisfy his hunger, as well as elixirs that restored his vitality, because Cheng Dieyi knew that his senior brother was extremely crazy when he learned.

In the blink of an eye, three days passed, and Zhuang Yichen never came out of the library pavilion. Cheng Dieyi's figure appeared outside the library, with a hint of hesitation on her pretty face, not knowing if she should go in.

With Zhuang Yichen's current state, it is actually no longer suitable for reading classics in the library for a long time, it is not an ordinary classic, and it looks extremely energy-consuming.

No, Dieyi was afraid that his entry would hit his senior brother, after all, he finally woke up, and if he even wavered in his belief in persistence, it would be really useless.

"Senior sister, do you still care about that waste?" Xuanyuan Gongsun's figure suddenly appeared, and said to Cheng Dieyi with some hesitation.

"What a waste, he's our senior brother!" Cheng Dieyi's beautiful eyes flashed coldly and said angrily to Xuanyuan Gongsun.

"The chief disciple of the Eighteen Sects, Dabi, is about to start, can we Forgetful Sect send a waste like him to participate? This is related to the distribution of cultivation resources of our Eighteen Sects in the next ten years!" Xuanyuan Gongsun sneered.

"There is still a year to go, and I believe that Senior Brother will definitely be able to regain his strength!" Cheng Dieyi said in a deep voice.

"Hehe, then I'll wait and see! But don't talk about me, even if it's the head of the sect and the elders, I'm afraid I don't believe he can do it. Xuanyuan Gongsun's gloomy expression flashed, and he quickly left.

Zhuang Yichen appeared from the door of the library with a pale face, and he naturally heard the conversation between Cheng Dieyi and Xuanyuan Gongsun word for word.

Although he was a kind of passer-by at this time, when he heard the meaning contained in Xuanyuan Gongsun's words, he couldn't help but have a sour feeling in his heart.

This should be the emotion that belongs to the elder brother of this Forgetful Sect, and even the illusion has a strong emotion.

"Huh, then, could this illusion be arranged by this senior brother of the Forgetful Sect, otherwise how could there be such an emotion that has been circulating for so many years!" Zhuang Yichen had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and faintly grasped the key point.

"Senior brother, are you okay!" Cheng Dieyi came over at this time and looked at him.

"It's okay, it's just that I've read too many classics!" Zhuang Yichen shook his head and said with a smile.

In three days, he only saw the realm of the true saint in the classics. As for the higher levels, although he knew that there were, and some of the texts recorded them, when he saw those places, his eyes were blurred.

These three realms are actually the same level as the Half-Saint, Sub-Saint, and True Saint of the Divine Dragon Continent.

And the only thing he can be sure of now is that there is a more powerful realm above the True Saint, and there should be more than one.

"You were originally the most promising person in the sect to achieve the Void Saint before the age of twenty-five, but it's a pity that you were too reckless last time!" Cheng Dieyi sighed lightly and said with disgust.

"Don't worry, I will definitely recover my strength!" Zhuang Yichen felt a sense of arrogance in his heart, and said immediately.