Jiang Pingchuan's body was bound by invisible chains, and his seven orifices began to bleed profusely, and the whole appearance looked very hideous, and someone was buzzing in his head and kept nagging.

Jiang Pingchuan's eyes were overflowing with blood, everything he saw was blood-colored, the eight Dao crystals in his body actually showed signs of shattering, and the liquid true qi in the Dao field began to dissolve and drain rapidly.

Jiang Pingchuan felt as if he was about to be separated from his body, one big hand was suppressing his body, and the other hand was pulling his three souls and seven spirits up, Jiang Pingchuan couldn't withstand the pressure on his head and finally lowered his head, and at the moment he lowered his head, someone suddenly snorted coldly in his mind, as if he was admonishing himself for cowardice and incompetence.

"Plop ......"

Jiang Pingchuan lowered his head and was pressed by those hands and knelt down, he supported the ground with both hands, what made him frightened was that the ground of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion was actually shattering, and it couldn't support his body at all, seeing that he had pressed the ground out of a big hole.

Jiang Pingchuan's mind was buzzing again, and a transparent color was slowly growing in size from the center of his eyebrows, and the font was no longer round and smooth, but horizontal and vertical, like several sharp knives put together, Jiang Pingchuan looked up at his blood-covered head with a hideous face, looking at the red cage in his eyes.

The words continued to spiral and rise above Jiang Pingchuan's head, Jiang Pingchuan felt that the big hand that was pressing him was much less powerful, and he knew that it was the effect of the transparent character on the top of his head that helped him withstand most of the pressure.

Jiang Pingchuan's figure began to change, his purple eyes reflected a strong battle intent, his dark red robe grinned against the wind, and the red cloud gilt boots emitted a faint red fire.

Jiang Pingchuan's immature face became very resolute, the slender willow eyebrows and two temples revealed an evil temperament, Jiang Pingchuan felt the change in himself, he understood that this was himself but he didn't understand why this was himself, where he came from, what he was going to do, Jiang Pingchuan didn't know.

He felt that the purple aura that had not appeared since he had attained enlightenment was not a true qi, but in his sense it was more like an aura used to summon, and every time it appeared, he could save the day.

Jiang Pingchuan saw what he was like now, and his current body was not controlled by him, but by a man with evil spirits in front of him.

The Fifth Emperor Xiao looked up at the edict above his head, stretched out his hand to grab it, held the edict in his hand, and shook it hard, a fine light flashed quickly in his hand, and disappeared, and then manifested the phantom of a spear in the hand of the Fifth Emperor Xiao.

Emperor Xiao Wudi glanced at the other direction of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion with complicated eyes, Jiang Pingchuan had also seen that direction, that was where the dead green wood tree was, he didn't know why the man in front of him had such a complicated expression when he looked there.

"Boy, I can't cross the ban yet, I can't help you too much, don't embarrass me in the future" Xiao Wudi's tone was also full of evil but mixed with helplessness.

Without waiting for Jiang Pingchuan to come back to his senses, a dazzling red light surrounded the Fifth Emperor Xiao, and the Fifth Emperor rushed towards the cage of thunder and lightning above Jiang Pingchuan's head, and a shot stabbed out, and the wind around him was fierce, and purple qi came from all directions, condensing at the tip of the gun.

The Fifth Emperor shook his arm, and there was a piercing roar from the spear in his hand, and a huge skeleton opened its mouth and swallowed the cage, and the skeleton kept chirping and laughing, and slowly became smaller and fell into the hands of the Fifth Emperor Xiao.

Emperor Xiao Wu watched a large hand that appeared under the sky stop on his head without making any movement, as if its owner was hesitating.

"Bang, Nine Emperors, you'd better be nosy" Emperor Xiao Wu waved his spear and shook the big hand above his head, his palm trembled slightly and disappeared into the sky, and there was a sigh from the place where he disappeared, and the Fifth Emperor Xiao returned to the Scripture Pavilion and looked at Jiang Pingchuan, who was standing stupidly in front of him, and handed the small purple skeleton in his hand to Jiang Pingchuan.

"This is imprisoned in the Heavenly Thunder Prison, and at the time of crisis, sacrifice it with your blood to save your life, you have to live well, don't hang me up so early, you must hold on until I come back, at that time you and I will find the source and will also find her"

Emperor Xiao Wudi stretched out his hand to the inner position of the skeleton in Jiang Pingchuan's hand, tapped it with his finger, and disappeared.

Jiang Pingchuan looked at the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion that had regained his calm in a daze, everything he had just experienced was like he had another dream, and the only thing that could prove that he was not dreaming was the small purple skeleton in his hand and the seventh and eighth Dao crystals with some cracks in his body.

Jiang Pingchuan sorted out his thoughts and looked at the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in front of him, I don't know when the three-layer matrix in front of him had stopped rotating, Jiang Pingchuan was overjoyed in his heart and quickly studied the three-layer "Ten Thousand Laws" scriptures.

The scriptures in his eyes kept being mapped to his mind and matching the content of his first study, and the time was very fast, and after Jiang Pingchuan finished reading the three-layer matrix, the matrix shattered as if he sensed something, and turned into a point of light into the ancient book on the ground.

Jiang Pingchuan sat cross-legged in front of the ancient book and picked up the ancient book again, and there were many differences between the first and second times of his study, and even many of the techniques did not make sense at all.

Thinking of this, Jiang Pingchuan once again picked up the "Ten Thousand Laws" on the ground, this time the ancient book in Jiang Pingchuan's hand almost broke his arms, the ancient book in his hand was unusually heavy, Jiang Pingchuan's eyes exuded a faint silver light and glanced at the book in his hand, the original ancient book of "Ten Thousand Laws" he saw was very thick and thick, taller than his body.

Jiang Pingchuan began to look through the ancient book in his hand with doubts in his heart, this time looking at him felt like he was looking at an extremely simple and easy-to-understand exercise, every time he saw a spell, he felt like he had watched this technique more than ten million times, deeply engraved in his mind, or on his own Dao crystal.

Because his Dao crystal actually manifested what he had just seen, the transparent eight Dao crystals would show this kind of exercise he was studying on different Dao crystals with different exercises Jiang Pingchuan studied, as if he was classifying and depicting the exercises he saw on the Dao crystals.

Jiang Pingchuan felt that his Dao crystals appeared in different levels, and there were very few exercises depicted on the seventh and eighth blocks, but the exercises on the six Dao crystals that appeared in his body at the beginning were densely depicted, and he soon finished reading the "Ten Thousand Laws" in his hand, and he could clearly find that his Dao crystals were only depicted with one-third of the spells on the "Ten Thousand Laws".

This also shows that his current strength is that there is no way to comprehend the remaining spells, Jiang Pingchuan suddenly felt that the path of cultivation is an extremely arduous but active journey, this trip is like a pedestrian, there is no way to know what kind of scenery he will see in the next moment.

Jiang Pingchuan looked at the last page of "Ten Thousand Laws" in his hand, on this page it was no longer the previous content, but on the blank page, the two words "Shun" and "Reverse" were constantly changing.

Jiang Pingchuan could probably guess what they wanted to express when he saw the two words that kept changing, and they were testing whether he was practicing in accordance with the Fa or against the Fa.

It's just that Jiang Pingchuan hasn't seen the results of their detection, and the ancient book in his hand slowly became transparent, only to the point that the feeling in his hand is getting lighter and lighter, and when there is no weight, Jiang Pingchuan stretched out his hand and touched it in front of him, except for the air flow of nothingness, there is nothing with a vision.

Jiang Pingchuan knew that he had memorized all the spells in the "Ten Thousand Laws", but he didn't know whether he was going along with the law or against the law in the end.

"Pingchuan little friend, congratulations, congratulations"

An empty and distant sound floated in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, Jiang Pingchuan stood up and looked at the location of the eight words before, and the sound came from that direction.

"You don't have to look for it, it's just my will here, the old man Chu Yunge existed a thousand years ago, when he left this will when he contemplated the scriptures and realized the Tao again, he didn't expect that this moment was a thousand years long, and now Pingchuan Xiaoyou has realized the consummation of "Ten Thousand Laws" again to lead to my will."

The old man's voice was deep and far-reaching, constantly echoing in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Jiang Pingchuan suddenly thought of something when he heard the old man claiming to be Chu Yunge, he remembered that Yan Qingxia told himself that the second Maoshan monk of the Enlightenment Tibetan Scripture Pavilion since the founding of the Maoshan Dao School was Chu Yunge.

Jiang Pingchuan muttered in his heart, could it be that Chu Yunge is the old man in front of him, but the time is not right, when Chu Yunge realized that it should not be much different from his age, why did his voice sound so old.

"Senior, Pingchuan doesn't understand why your voice sounds so old, isn't it the same age as Pingchuan when the predecessor realized the Hidden Scripture Pavilion" Jiang Pingchuan looked at the void in front of him and said his inner doubts.

"Hehe, when I was enlightened, I left this will for fifteen years like you, and then the old man left Maoshan Dao to seek the path of origin, but unfortunately he couldn't cross the forbidden heaven and had already fallen, without the nourishment of the Yuan Shen, the will left before would slowly grow old until it finally died, the old man thought that this will was meaningless, but he didn't expect Pingchuan Xiaoyou to appear" Chu Yunge's voice was a little emotional.

"The predecessors also fell because of the search for the origin of the road, and the old man in the other space of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion who had the same root and origin as the ancestor also fell on the origin road, and the ancestor also found the origin of the road, but whether it has fallen to Pingchuan is unknown, can the predecessors tell Pingchuan why this origin road is the road to heaven, can it be said that only when you reach the heavenly realm can you find the origin?"

Jiang Pingchuan's tone was a little melancholy, he had heard people say since he was a child that although the road to heaven is difficult to find, it has a huge temptation, and he still wanted to find the way to heaven and take his little flowers to enjoy the moon and pick the stars, but now he thinks about it, he vaguely feels that he will also fall on this road of origin.

"There are many origin paths, but the origin path that has appeared in the eyes of the world for thousands of years is only the path to heaven, you have no choice but to embark on this path to heaven" Chu Yunge's voice paused a little when he spoke, as if he looked up at his own path to heaven again when he spoke.

"Pingchuan doesn't want to look for the path to heaven for the time being, there are too many things to do, I'm too busy to pay attention to the way to heaven, by the way, senior, do you just want to see who the third enlightened person is?"

Jiang Pingchuan felt that life should not be wasted in the world, he should be happy in time, leaving no regrets is his origin, he still has things to do, he feels that he has no time to pay attention to what is the origin of the road and what is the road to heaven.

"Pingchuan Xiaoyou, the will of the first enlightened person Ling Yunxiao came to my mind that night in the Enlightenment Scripture Pavilion, he asked me to find someone, I helped him find out for a long time that person was also what I was looking for, but unfortunately he didn't find it, I didn't find it, Xiaoyou is willing to help us both find that person" Chu Yunge asked with a smile.

Jiang Pingchuan stood in place and thought for a while and nodded, anyway, after he went out from here, he had to accompany his brother to find his parents, and helping Chu Yunge and Ling Yunxiao to find someone on the way was just a matter of convenience, it was not a trouble, thinking of this, he agreed to Chu Yunge.

"Old man, thank you Pingchuan Xiaoyou, here is her portrait" The empty hall echoed with Chu Yunge's excited laughter, Jiang Pingchuan felt that a portrait of a woman appeared in his mind, a pale pink light gauze gown, and a small bird with a verdant body stood on his slender and white hand.

The corners of the woman's mouth raised a charming smile, the curved willow eyebrows looked very gentle, and the clear eyes were full of thoughts, Jiang Pingchuan kept thinking in his heart that this woman who appeared in his mind was really extraordinary, no matter how she looked at it, she was not an existence comparable to a woman like her own little flower.

"Pingchuan Xiaoyou, the time has come, the old man is leaving, you take out a wisp of divine thought here and leave your will, and you can naturally enter the space where you are going to accept his inheritance next, Xiaoyou be careful in everything, the old man will leave"

Chu Yunge's voice did not echo in the hall for a long time this time, Jiang Pingchuan knew that Chu Yunge had left, he stood in that position and took out a wisp of his breath and thought about leaving his will.

"Observe the scriptures and enlighten the Tao, cultivate oneself and cultivate one's mind, see that the mountain is a mountain, see that the water is water, see that the mountain is not a mountain, see that the water is still water, look at the mountain or see the water"

Jiang Pingchuan left his own feelings in his own breath, smiled and disappeared in place, the moment Jiang Pingchuan disappeared, the words he left in the breath appeared on the wall where the eight words were originally hung.