Hai Qingliu's study and practice life in Zhoutian Academy began. Here he felt a greatness that he had never felt before. Zhou Tian Academy, a place full of ideals and dreams. Although it was only just beginning, it was already fascinating him.

Two months later, he completely let go of his body and opened his mind. He began to live with those ordinary children, often asking Huang Xiong for advice and discussions, and often going back and forth between the upper and lower courtyards, and was very busy. All the ideas of the Sunday School, he was confirmed in those children, and he benefited a lot.

These insights also made him begin to try to sort out his own cultivation. He began to touch the rational and sensual mysteries beyond the wild.

Study, debate, practice, reflection, integration...... He's growing at an astonishing rate.

Although he was not the kind of top-level genius, but being able to become a seventh-grade beast master at the age of twenty-four, his talent and wisdom were naturally not ordinary and comparable. He must have been a smart man, a man of sharp minds.

If a person like this is extraordinary in itself, and his thinking is armed and upgraded, the progress will be amazing.

Especially after listening to Nicholas Chen's lectures a few times, he was simply stunned, feeling like a timid and ignorant primary school student.

He benefited a lot, only to know that his understanding and application of the concept of Zhou Tian Academy was only superficial.

"I've decided to be a gentleman, a gentleman like Mr. Chen!"

That night, Hai Qingliu, who was cultivating and comprehending, quietly opened his eyes and secretly made such a decision.

Now under his hands, there are already 30,000 ordinary people who need him to carry out daily teaching work, and he is very busy, that's for sure. The time he spent cultivating was actually very small, much less than in the past, but his entry into the realm had not slowed down.

He felt that his mind was truly under control, and that his soul's potential was truly developed. Looking back, I used to live in such ignorance. Cultivation turned out to be so orderly and so clear.

When the first ordinary person under his command awakened to become a beast master in the Dao Hall, he would never forget the excitement and sense of accomplishment.

Even when he succeeded in becoming a beast master, he didn't have that glorious or even sacred feeling.

"Man will conquer the sky, and everyone can be a beast master!"

The idea of Zhou Tian Academy, from then on, was truly integrated into his heart.

Dao Palace, he will definitely go. But he's not in such a hurry now, because he doesn't feel like he's good enough to get there.

In the heart of this young seven-rank beast master, the Dao Palace, the place of transformation like a carp leaping into the dragon gate, already had a certain sacred meaning.

Two months later, Hai Qingliu had become a shining figure in the Zhou Tian Academy. His individual talent finally began to explode. He improved his teaching methods, through a lot of practical observations, patient and unashamed questions, and consulted countless ordinary people, and finally further improved the method of spiritual training.

Now, almost every day, two or three of the children under his command have entered the Dao Hall and successfully awakened to become a beast master.

And all those experiences and perceptions, after he refined them all, he applied them to his own cultivation. He was busier than before, but his cultivation was improving a little faster. And, like the bottlenecks that we encountered before, are almost non-existent now.

In the past few months, he has successfully become an eight-rank beast master.

On this day, he followed Nicholas Chen and finally walked into that sacred place.

Entering the belly of Tianmu Mountain, the Dao Hall appeared in front of him.

"Go, here, you will truly feel the spirit of the Zhou Tian Academy! We are not going against the sky, we have been blessed by the origin, it is a real grand avenue!"

Chen Ting'er said to him with a solemn expression.

A huge King Kong slowly pushed open the heavy stone door.

Hai Qingliu took a deep breath and solemnly walked into the Taoist hall. The rich life essence and heaven and earth energy instantly surrounded him, making him feel refreshed.

He sat down on a futon and reached out to touch the bones in front of him.

At that moment, he felt that he had entered a corridor of time, into the long river of time. He swims against the tide and sees that everything is going against the grain. All of this is no stranger to him, because it is all the world today.

He wandered, walked forward, and felt this ordinary world.

"Compared with the ancient past, humanity is really lackluster! Today's human race is as bleak as the wildness of today's world......

Hai Qingliu's heart gave birth to emotion. Standing in such a corridor of time, his perception of this era has never been so profound and clear. He understood more and more how great and lofty the ideal of everyone being a beast master was.

He couldn't help but wonder, what kind of amazing guy was that mysterious mansion master, who was rumored to be a character named Zhou Ming?

Suddenly, as if through the clouds, the clouds opened and the fog was released, and a summons resounded through his heart.

What did he see?

Haiqingliu's heart shook wildly, and it felt like a dream.

Isn't that the ultimate of wildness, the supremacy of all things, the wildness of the beginning?

How could he have imagined that one day he would be able to truly receive the call of the Source and bask in that supreme light?

What's more, he's embracing it!

Bang!

His soul was compatible with that bit of primordial wildness. The wild aura around him was frantically stirring, and he cheered with joy. He felt that he had been blessed in some way, and even inherited some kind of mission. The wild aura in his body collapsed, and then reappeared with the rhythm of the primordial wildness.

At that moment, he felt that his ancient path had taken root.

When he looked at it again, there were more than 200 ancient roads, each of which was so profound, full of ancient meaning, and appeared in front of him like this.

And the ancient path he himself cultivated was also suddenly listed, but it was too shallow and not worth mentioning.

In the midst of endless shock, he finally knew that everything Hai Ling'er said was not half a lie. Maybe it's all too unbelievable, so it's true, but no one believes it.

If it weren't for seeing it with his own eyes and experiencing it himself, Hai Qingliu would never have dared to believe that there would be such a strange thing between heaven and earth.

He once again remembered what Chen Ting'er had said to him when he entered the Dao Hall.

He is extremely sure that this is the right way, the dignified and righteous way, and the roots are red, and it has been recognized by the supreme origin and wildness.

Thinking back to Hai Lingyun and them, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion. I feel my luck, my bravery, and my persistence.

At the same time, when the sea clear stream was connected to the Origin Wildness, Zhou Ming, who was in the Red Xuan Ghost Realm, felt that his complexion couldn't help but change.

He felt a Primordial Creation Qi quietly gather in his body, and at the same time, a supreme coercion enveloped him.

The Origin Tribulation is coming!

Zhou Ming flashed and disappeared in place, and soon after, the purple clouds on the top of Tianmu Mountain gathered, and terrifying thunder brewed in it.

Hai Qingliu walked out of the Dao Hall. In the time that followed, he saw a scene that he will never forget.