In the spring pool.

Wang Qingyuan's body moved with his fist, the chaos furnace shook, and the qi and blood flames inside were chaotic, it was the primordial flame transformed by the chaotic qi and blood, and it was many times more blazing than the ordinary qi and blood flames, in Wang Qingyuan's opinion, I am afraid that the real gold and iron can also melt into water in a moment, but it can't shake this five-colored strange stone for half a minute.

After half a burnt incense, Wang Qingyuan closed his fist, and the chaos furnace turned from reality to void, disappearing, revealing a strange stone that had not changed at all, and even the water surface of the spring pool was not shocked, as if it was supported by an invisible force, and there was no ripple.

Nothing!

After another half a day, Wang Qingyuan lost his temper and lost his temper, from this five-colored strange stone, he failed to capture the slightest clue that belonged to the tenth layer of "Xuantian Gong".

The most important thing is that the human body is hidden, the skin, tendons, bones, marrow, internal organs, five internal organs, three hundred and sixty-five hidden knots, and what else is not accessible, the foundation building has reached this point, Wang Qingyuan really can't think of it, there is something else that needs to be boiled, this can already be regarded as a kind of consummation, not the consummation of the foundation building, but the consummation of the foundation of the cultivator.

With a snap of his fingers, he breathed in the ancestral qi of heaven and earth, and with less than a stick of incense, Wang Qingyuan woke up, and all the previous consumption returned to the same as before.

He didn't give up, and sat down in front of the spring pool, shrouded in mental power, contemplating and thinking, trying to find a little flaw and inspiration.

Until the sun sets and the moon rises tomorrow, my head is still empty.

No longer forced, Wang Qingyuan got up, left the Dharma Transmission Building, did not return to Ziwei Peak, he plunged into the Tibetan Scripture Building.

Compared with the outer courtyard of Yunjuan Peak, this should be many classics, Taoist scriptures, Buddhist scriptures, Confucian scriptures, historical records, astronomy, geography, local chronicles, and even farming techniques.

Spiritual power swept over, he seemed to be a careless, but in fact he never forgot it, and the mind confusion technique reached this point, not only to create an illusion, to deter the spirit of enslavement, but also to imprint all kinds of the present world, engrave memories, and it is difficult to forget.

For three days and three nights, Wang Qingyuan never stepped out of this Cloud Scroll Peak Hidden Scripture Building for half a step.

In the eyes of some disciples of the outer courtyard of Yunjuan Peak who occasionally came in to read the classics, Wang Qingyuan seemed to be crazy, and he didn't make any trade-offs, no matter whether it was good or bad, he was chewing peonies and reading them, and he didn't know how much he could remember.

But soon, they learned that it seemed that Senior Brother Ziwei Peak, who had just become famous and became an alternate patrol envoy, was comprehending the mysteries of the tenth layer of the Xuantian Gong.

The tenth layer of "Xuantian Gong"!

The news quickly spread throughout the entire Ying Tianfeng Outer Courtyard, and some of the disciples of the outer courtyard who had not yet descended the mountain, and the cultivation of "Xuantian Gong" was shallow, and they sighed again and again, looking at the entire Ying Tianfeng Outer Courtyard, and even the other five branches, there could be a few younger than this new senior brother Wang of Ziwei Peak, but when it came to the cultivation of "Xuantian Gong", there was a difference between heaven and earth.

Of course, this generation of Qing characters, since thirteen years ago, although the ninth layer of "Xuantian Gong" is not easy, but in the past thirteen years, there are still some disciples of the outer court who have been promoted and selected by the Zhufeng and Zhumai, although they have not built a foundation, but they have also entered according to the convention, and have been carefully taught by the Zhumai, even so, in the past thirteen years, including the one on Tianmen Peak and now on the list of heavenly people, the Shenmen Sword Zi Qingxu Daoist has finally failed to break the shackles and reached the ten-layer extreme realm "Xuantian Gong".

Going back further, the Jingzi generation, the Ning character generation, and the character generation, the four generations of this generation, even the one in the Jinding Pure Yang Palace on Yingtian Peak today, it is rumored that they were one step short of the door back then.

Such as Xuantian Dao "Xuantian Gong" such as the world's rare top foundation building skills, the tenth layer of achievements, the Taoist meaning from the virtual to the real, hooking the heaven and the earth, descending to the world, is to be recorded in the Kyushu group of immortals, and it is not an understatement, but a thick ink and heavy pen, the number of cases is all kinds of backgrounds, no matter how big or small, it can be regarded as a special biography.

In contrast, to be able to have a biography in the Book of Immortals, usually only the Void Venerable who is on the Canglong List, or even the Yuan Shen Zhenren, the Kyushu Giant, can have such qualifications.

It can be seen that the tenth layer of "Xuantian Gong" is no simpler than becoming a Venerable on the Canglong List, and the significance of it is really incalculable.

Three days and three nights passed.

The news about Wang Qingyuan, a disciple of Ziwei Peak, who had attained the tenth layer of "Xuantian Gong", had already spread throughout the entire Xuantian Dao Mountain.

All the peaks and veins have different voices, some sneer, some question, and more people don't believe it.

If the tenth layer of "Xuantian Gong" is really so simple, the Xuantian Dao dynasties will not leave so many sighs, which is the regret that the Avatar Dao Monarch had left when he was young.

On the fourth day, Wang Qingyuan walked out of the Tibetan Scripture Building, he took a deep breath, even with his current cultivation, absorbing the Heaven and Earth Ancestral Qi in the depths of the void, he could achieve the same Bigu as the Jindan Sect Master in advance, and he felt a mess at this time.

With this move, he gathered a lot of eyes, and even his mental power was keen, catching the hidden prying eyes in some dark places in the outer courtyard of Ying Tianfeng at this time.

A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, Wang Qingyuan remained silent, pretending to be unaware, these ghosts and ghosts were no longer able to make a bold move, for him, at least in this Xuantian Dao Mountain, there was a lot of trouble.

Without hesitation, he walked into the Dharma Transmission Building again.

"Going in again?"

"After swallowing the scriptures and reading the miscellaneous classics for a few days, you will be able to touch the bypass?"

"Just kidding, he's overestimating himself. ”

There were young masters in the outer courtyard shaking their heads and talking to each other, although they were all defeated by Wang Qingyuan that day, but in the face of this mountain that had been lying in front of all the Xuantian Dao disciples in ancient times, they didn't think that Wang Qingyuan could have the slightest chance.

In the past thirteen years, the skills of the ninth layer of "Xuantian Gong" have been successive generations, and there are nearly 20 achievements, many of whom are amazing. Now that I am in the veins of Zhufeng, I have walked Kyushu for more than ten years, and I have made a lot of fame. Far more than a state, there are even more celestial people like Shenmen Jianzi. None of them are inferior to Wang Qingyuan.

It is undeniable that Wang Qingyuan's cultivation speed is very few if you look at the entire Xuantian Dao, but this is precisely his weakness, no matter how stunning the characters are, such a speed. It is absolutely impossible to lay an unbreakable foundation, at least in the eyes of some people, the foundation of Wang Qingyuan's nine-layer "Xuantian Gong" may not be more reliable than the nearly twenty people who walked in front.

This time when he entered the backyard of the Dharma Transmission Building, Wang Qingyuan just sat down by the spring pool, he closed his eyes and concentrated, slowly digesting the tens of thousands of classics engraved in his mind.

This plate is a whole month.

I didn't go out of the Dharma Transmission Building for a month, and during this period, there were also disciples from the outer courtyard who spied on carefully. After seeing the figure of Wang Qingyuan sitting cross-legged, he quietly retreated, and there were rules in the Dharma Transmission Building, and he comprehended the tenth layer of "Xuantian Gong". Only one person can set foot in the backyard at a time.

Wang Qingyuan, a disciple of Ziwei Peak, painstakingly comprehended the ten-story "Xuantian Gong" and sat in the Dharma transmission building in the outer courtyard of Ying Tianfeng.

This is the latest news transmitted by the outer courtyard of Ying Tianfeng, and more disciples of the various veins shook their heads, there are some things that can be achieved by sitting on hard work, if this is the case, the historians of Kyushu will not be specially passed on for those who have the strength of the ten layers of the foundation building in the world, and the hundreds of millions of people in Kyushu in the world, the names of the immortals are not local chronicles. Everything can be recorded, and that is glory. It is the trajectory of the fate of an era.

To be able to enter the trajectory of the fate of an era shows how difficult it is. In an era, there may not be a few people in the younger generation who can do it.

......

A month later, in March, the warbler flies and the grass grows.

There are also some green and tender grass blades on the edge of the spring pool, and there are unknown small white flowers blooming, the fragrance of the flowers is quiet, not rich, but with vigorous vitality.

Wang Qingyuan opened his eyes, his eyes were warm, and his body exuded a thick bookish atmosphere, at this moment, he seemed to be a talented man who read poetry and books, and his temperament was wrapped in a faint fragrance of books.

For a whole month, he barely read the thousands of books in his mind, but he could only stay at the level of reading and knowing a little bit about it, even if he was cultivating with his current spiritual power, if he wanted to go deep and simple, it was impossible to comprehend all of them, and the truth contained in it was classified into categories, a subset of scripture and history, astronomy and geography, too much, there was a specialization in the art industry, he read a lot of books, and then wanted to be proficient one by one, it was not what he could do now.

Despite this, Wang Qingyuan has also gained a lot, the more agile his mind is, and even in the fist and knife technique, as long as the thought moves, many ideas can be born, many places that he only knew before, and he didn't know why, but also suddenly penetrated, and there was no doubt in his heart, there was a sense of transparency of the whole body and no suffocation.

"The truth supports the strength, and the power is not the rootless duckweed, but with the strength, it can better support the truth and establish an eternal and immortal order, which is also the foundation of humanity and longevity. ”

At this time, Wang Qingyuan looked at some truths, not from a personal point of view, but at the entire Kyushu, and even the whole world, this is with the accumulation of truth, slowly born of qualitative changes, this is the improvement of vision, the truth opens up the mind, the strength fills the mind, and naturally gives birth to a bit of broad temperament.

This month, Wang Qingyuan has taken a step forward in his comprehension of the Tao of Feng Shui, understanding that the Tao is contained between heaven and earth, and learning the truth can make people's hearts and the context of heaven and earth continue to deepen, conform to heaven and earth, and naturally can go smoothly.

This also coincides with the general outline of "Ziwei Heavenly Knife", only by adhering to the heavens can we control the power of the sky.

Got up, and then looked at the five-colored strange stones in the spring pool in front of him, Wang Qingyuan shook his head, obviously the opportunity has not come, or he has not accumulated enough, but it took a month to go, and it is a waste of time to stay any longer.

Walking out of the backyard, in front of the Bagua Dao door, the deacon on duty sat on an old rattan chair with a thick pulp and tasted the fragrant camellia.

Wang Qingyuan shook his head, and the deacon Taoist showed a somewhat expected look, and at the same time a little regretful, and said: "Take your time, one month is not two months, two months is not three months, but you must remember, you must not pass three years, young people's time and months are precious, and if you don't build a foundation for three years, it will be too late." ”

But after thinking about it, even in the past three years, the young man in front of him was only nineteen years old, and he had never reached the crown, compared to many Qingzi disciples of this generation, he was really too young.

When Wang Qingyuan left, Zha Ba Zaba, this Taoist of the Jingzi generation stroked his chin, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Soon, the news that Wang Qingyuan had failed to comprehend the tenth layer of "Xuantian Gong" and left gloomily was quickly spread throughout the entire Xuantian Dao Mountain by people with a heart.

"Many people have fantasized when they are young, hoping that a miracle can be born in them, until they are slowly aging and getting older, and finally realize that they are actually just an ordinary person. ”

"Don't have any illusions, it's true to be down-to-earth. ”

"You can have the courage to forge ahead, but you also have the perseverance to retreat from the rapids. ”

This is the deacons and protectors of the Zhumai generations, the sigh of the Dharma protector, the year before the establishment, the young years of the teens and twenties, how could they not have been crisscrossing Kyushu, looking at the Quartet, the adventure in me, laughing at the idea of Kyushu, but imagination can only be imagination, the most that cultivators can not have is fantasy, the dream of youth is finally shattered, they slowly recognize themselves, step by step, years and years of hard work, only to have today's achievements.