The Tao is nine layers, the emperor of the earth is only eight hundred and ten words, each word gives the poplar a sense of unfathomability, the stroke lines, as if the texture of the avenue is imprinted, at first glance it makes people calm down, and then look at it as if there is a great avenue of heaven and earth echoing in the ears, the soul travels in the world, a kind of breaking the shackles of heaven and earth is surrounded by the heart.

Of course, that was just an illusion, but I have to say that the Dao Sutra left by the Dao Master of the Cold Palace was really wonderful.

The first word of the Taoist Emperor Chapter, only eight strokes, the pronunciation is very strange, it has the blessing of the remnants of the Taoist Lord of the Cold Palace, Poplar knows it, understands its meaning, and can even read it correctly, but it can't be described in words, and it can't be translated into the earth's words, it seems that no word on the earth can explain the truth of this word.

This situation is very strange, Poplar wants to practice this Taoist Sutra, although he knows every word on it, but he must understand it from the new, understand its meaning, only thoroughly understand, in order to better study it, in order to better fit the avenue of heaven and earth.

"The process of understanding the Dao Sutra is to understand the cultivation and perception of the Daoist Master of the Cold Palace, and at a deeper level, it is to understand the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, that is to say, the process of understanding is actually to comprehend the Dao, at least the Dao of the Cold Palace Daoist expounds......"

If he realized, Poplar studied this Taoist sutra more seriously.

The words on the Taoist scriptures are unpredictable, when the poplar mind is all silent to study, just the first word, it is like watching a beautiful picture, every time you look at it you can have a new harvest, every moment can bring surprises to yourself.

Before he knew it, he stared at the first word for ten minutes!

Raising his head, blinking, Poplar's vision was a little trance, when he was looking at the Taoist Sutra, he had read the first word of the Emperor of the Earth for so long, it could be said that every stroke was clear, but between this head, the word could not be embodied in his mind, and he only remembered that he had seen such a mysterious text, but he could not recall the specificity of that word.

"The gap with the Dao Master of the Cold Palace is too big, she can create this text, and I don't even have the qualifications to put it in my mind at the moment......"

I sighed in my heart, this is very difficult, if you can't even put this word in your mind, how can you talk about cultivation?

After thinking about it, Poplar took out the pen and paper, spread the paper on the trunk, and prepared to write out the word.

The paper was paved, Poplar held the brush in his hand, stained with ink and began to write, against the word on the Tao Sutra, the tip of the pen fell on the paper, as the tip of the pen stroked across the surface of the paper according to the strokes, Poplar was surprised to see that the ordinary brush, when writing, the tip of the pen crossed, and the void actually appeared a slight wrinkle, which seemed to be unable to bear the weight of this pen!

Poplar, who was concentrating on the letter, didn't notice that when his first stroke fell, the meter-thick trunk under his ass sank a little.

Then the second stroke, the tip of the pen passed, the space folded again, and the trunk sank a little more.

When Poplar finished writing the word, the trunk of the tree he was sitting on was broken with a crackle, crushed by the little piece of paper!

Standing in the void, Poplar was dumbfounded, I'm afraid that the weight of that word is not less than 10,000 catties, right?

However, this was not the end, when this thought appeared, Poplar saw that the paper that fell lightly with the trunk of the tree actually burned out of thin air, and in an instant there was not even the slightest trace of ashes.

"It's not that the paper can't carry that word, it's not that heaven and earth don't allow that word to appear, but that my comprehension of that word is not enough, and the writing doesn't match the avenue, so there is no need to exist......"

Writing that word, just like practicing calligraphy copying calligraphy calligraphy, is not simply writing a word to finish, but also to understand the spirit contained in the word calligraphy, the written words are meaningful.

At this time, Bai Yang's copying of the words on the Taoist Sutra is the process of comprehending the Great Dao.

With this insight, Poplar couldn't wait to continue copying, he felt that as long as he thoroughly comprehended that word, he would definitely be able to embody it in his mind!

However, just as Poplar was about to continue, Shan Qiulin below raised his head and said speechlessly: "Old Bai, can you go to a distance, and the colorful peach trees will be lost by you a few more times."

Looking at the broken branches, Poplar said, "I didn't mean to......"

So Poplar came to the top of an empty mountain, and his telekinesis radiated out, reaching Hongyan Mountain, where the gold ability was cast, extracting the iron element, and casting a metal platform in front of him.

There is no way, Baiyang is afraid that too many words on the Taoist scriptures will crush the mountain under his feet......

Everything was ready, and Bai Yang continued to copy the words on the Taoist scriptures, and one stroke at a time, the void appeared folded, and it seemed that the space was about to be cut by the pen.

However, every time that word was written, the paper could not carry it, and nothing was left when it burned without fire.

Poplar doesn't believe in evil anymore, he doesn't work once and does it again, he writes again and again, and the words he writes burn and disappear again and again, and he consumes it like this.

With the continuous copying, the more Poplar writes, the closer to the word on the Tao Sutra, and the more he copys, the weight of the word is also increasing, if the weight of the word is only 10,000 catties at the beginning, when the sky is dark, I don't know how many times I wrote the word, Poplar found that the weight of the word he wrote in the end has increased at least tenfold!

One word is 100,000 catties, although the ground is cast with metal by itself, but the rocks below have cracks.

"It's a little feeling, but it's not enough, and this place is not suitable for continuation, you have to make a solid place again, and I actually feel tired, it seems that I am unconsciously consuming my energy when copying this word, and it is not a rumor that someone vomited blood and even lost his life in order to write a word......

Rubbing his eyebrows, Poplar decided that this would be the end of the day, and it would be funny to write himself to death without writing a word.

In one day, just to write a word, and he still hasn't been able to write it, Poplar can only smile bitterly at this.

When they went home from work, the kittens still circled around Xiaolan, and they didn't interfere in anything at all, plus they were tired, so Poplar ate something casually and went to rest.

Early the next morning, Poplar routinely went to see Xiaolan and them, nothing happened to him, after eating something, Poplar came to the Lost River Forest alone, found an open field, got a large amount of metal from Hongyan Mountain to cast a solid square, and also arranged the formation to ensure that it was strong enough, in order to ensure that it was not disturbed, it also arranged the formation to hide here.

This should be foolproof.

Looking at his masterpiece, Poplar continued the previous day's copying work.

On this day, Poplar devoted himself to copying, and he wrote that word more than 10,000 times, although it burned and disappeared every time he wrote it, but he felt his progress.

"Give me a few more days, and I'll be able to actually write it!"

Watching the paper in front of him turn into a ball of flame and disappear, Poplar was not discouraged.

It was already dark, and he was tired after writing all day, so he went back to the gourd valley.

After coming back, Baiyang found that it was very lively, and after asking, he learned that when he was no longer there during the day, Chen Wang Chen Yongxin sent a lot of good things to congratulate Xiaolan on being pregnant with Baiyang's child.

Messages delivered so fast? Chen Wang knows everything?

Bai Yang was speechless, since the things have been delivered, I am afraid that King Chen will be uneasy when he returns it, so let's leave it at that.

The next day, Poplar went alone to the depths of the Lost River Forest as usual to copy that word, and there was still progress on this day, and on this day, most of the officials of the Chen Dynasty above the fifth grade sent a lot of congratulatory gifts.

On the third day, Bai Yang and the old one, but he underestimated his influence, just because Xiaolan was pregnant with a child, not only more officials of the Chen Dynasty sent congratulatory gifts, but even various large and small forces sent people to send congratulatory gifts, and even the Jiang Dynasty and the Dayue Dynasty have expressed it!

I have to say that the unborn child of Poplar has expanded its influence to the point of several surrounding countries, and after the future is really born, it must be a bear child walking sideways on this land......

On the fourth and fifth days, Poplar and the same as before, there was still an endless stream of people who came to give gifts, and Poplar did not intervene, and left it to the kittens to deal with it.

Until noon on the sixth day, he copied that word for six days in a row, and Poplar wrote it no less than 100,000 times, and that word was finally written by him!

The last stroke fell, the word on the white paper was golden and bright, if it were not for the surrounding formation cover, its light was enough to smudge the golden splendor of thousands of miles of earth, and secondly, the ink fragrance floated out from the paper, the fragrance floated thousands of miles, in this range, everything was killed at the end of winter, but the grass and trees quickly sprouted and bloomed flowers!

Just one word was successfully written by him, and such a strong vision of heaven and earth appeared!

The process did not take long, only a few minutes, when the vision disappeared, the paper carrying the word no longer became thick, but flew lightly, the paper burned, the font broke out, turned into light and shadow and instantly flew into the poplar eyebrows and disappeared.

Bai Yang was stunned for a moment, not feeling anything unusual about himself, but to his surprise, after six days of unremitting efforts, he was finally able to recall that word clearly in his mind.

"This is a thorough comprehension of that word, and I finally gained something, but just one word won't help, there are a full eight hundred and nine words, and one word took six days, if it goes on like this, I'm afraid that Chu Tianya has not yet understood the cultivation method of the Earth Emperor Chapter, let alone cultivated......"

Poplar had a headache, but there was no way to do it, and it was only then that he realized why someone had to calculate the time of a retreat according to 'yuan'.

"With the beginning, it should be much easier to do later, and it probably won't take as much time as I imagined......"