In an elegant palace, fairy mist curls up, spiritual trees hang in the air, and spiritual vines wrap around white clouds, trying to pierce the sky.
A gust of breeze blew open the lightly closed palace door.
Chen Qingyuan then looked towards the door, which was filled with white mist, mysterious and undetectable.
He walked straight in and walked forward slowly.
The surrounding white fog began to disperse to both sides, and a wide, flat road suddenly appeared.
Along this road, we came to a dojo covered by complex laws.
The dojo is circular in shape, about a thousand feet in diameter, and every corner is engraved with strange patterns, which contain supreme aura.
The dean stood in the center of the dojo, with a cold breath and his back to Chen Qingyuan.
"Dean."
Chen Qingyuan walked near the dean and bowed with his hands in hand.
"Your talent, throughout history, is hard to come by." The dean slowly turned around, his eyes were deep and his voice was light: "Although your foundation is good, you have not really reached the limit of your talent so far."
Listening to the dean's words, Chen Qingyuan seemed to understand, bowed slightly and listened patiently.
"Three Pill Holy Products have never existed before. The path you are going to take is full of unknowns. You cannot learn from the experience of predecessors, you need to explore by yourself." The dean said in a deep voice: "I have consulted many classics and combined them with my own cultivation.
Experience, I have an idea, do you want to hear it?"
"Please give me some advice, Dean."
It is Chen Qingyuan's blessing to get the dean's guidance. Of course, he must ask for advice humbly.
The purpose of summoning Chen Qingyuan this time was to guide him forward and not to take detours.
"The foundation of the Tao can be divided into upper, middle and lower grades. Furthermore, earth grade, heaven grade and holy grade." The dean said slowly: "The world's monks who can reach the earth grade talent are already incomparable.
With a genius and a foundation of heavenly rank, if there is no accident in the future, he will reach the realm of Mahayana. As for the qualifications of a holy rank, if we look at the universe, every ten thousand years, there will never be more than a hundred people."
"You possess the Tao of the Three Pills Saint Grade. You are extremely talented and your strength far exceeds those of the same realm. However, this also brings a huge burden to you. The speed of cultivation is relatively slow, and it is extremely difficult to break through the bottleneck."
"Coupled with the fact that you still have a Taoist bone of unknown origin, the road ahead will be bumpy, and it will be quite difficult to reach the top."
"How far do you think you can go if you follow the rules?"
The dean's words echoed in Chen Qingyuan's ears.
He lowered his eyes and thought deeply, remaining silent for the time being.
For a moment, Chen Qingyuan raised his head and looked at the dean, and said solemnly: "What the future will bring, I don't know, I just want to try my best to move forward. I will never stop as long as I have a breath."
"In this world, there are many people with strong willpower, but only a few people can actually reach the top of the mountain."
If you want to succeed, willpower is of course indispensable, but other things are also needed.
"This disciple is stupid, please speak frankly to the dean."
Chen Qingyuan cupped his fists and asked.
"Qingyuan, have you ever thought about it, that there is Tao beyond the holy products?"
After a long silence, the dean spoke extremely seriously.
Boom!
Hearing this, Chen Qingyuan suddenly raised his head, his eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, and his heart was filled with waves: "As we all know, the foundation of the Holy Grade is the limit of the human world, how can there be a way above it?"
The first thought that came to Chen Qingyuan's mind was to deny it.
Inherent ways of thinking limit the direction in which problems can be considered.
"Before you, the phenomenon of the three elixirs being in one body has never occurred."
The dean retorted.
"You mean, is there really a way beyond the holy level?"
Chen Qingyuan tightened his hands and asked in a trembling voice.
"Not sure." The dean shook his head slightly and said solemnly: "Maybe not, after all, there is no record in the history books. However, you are born rich and noble, and you have a strong sense of morality. Even if there is no way ahead, you can still find a road that is unique to you.
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After listening to the dean's instructions, Chen Qingyuan seemed to see something clearly in front of him. The fog covering his eyes became a little thinner.
"My child, you are not an ordinary person. You should not be limited to the original order and rules of the world. Only by breaking the dusty rules can you truly reach the top and become a leader of an era."
The dean thought for a long time before deciding to tell him what he was thinking.
Breaking the established rules and narrowly avoiding death are full of unknowns.
However, the road to Taoism is inherently dangerous.
Since Chen Qingyuan has this qualification, why not give it a try? As for success or failure, it all depends on his own destiny.
Chen Qingyuan's disciplined practice would sooner or later be crushed by his supreme foundation. Not to mention the Mahayana and the Divine Bridge, it would be difficult to even cross the tribulation period.
Chen Qingyuan broke through to the combined stage because he got an opportunity in the old land and entered the Tianshu Tower left by Emperor Taiwei. He slowly reached the limit of his own realm before he could succeed.
The road ahead is even more difficult and dangerous, and there are nine tribulations, each with its own difficulty.
The higher the talent, the higher the difficulty.
"What should disciples do?"
Chen Qingyuan roughly understood what the dean meant. Don't be hindered by your talent base. It is best to find a new path. However, this kind of thing is easy to say, but it is like a mortal reaching the sky to do it. It is very confusing.
"I don't know either." The dean's ability was limited and he did not dare to give Chen Qingyuan rash guidance. He shook his head and said, "How to do it depends on yourself."
Everyone says that Chen Qingyuan's talent is unparalleled and it is difficult to find anyone else in the world.
But few people know how much pressure he endured.
Why are the top men in the world not afraid of Chen Qingyuan's growth and are willing to offend Qingzong regardless of the consequences?
Because in the eyes of those old guys, Chen Qingyuan is just an ant with supreme good fortune, unable to make any waves.
Having too much talent is not necessarily a good thing. If your own abilities cannot suppress it, it will be an inevitable disaster.
The old antique hiding in a dark corner does not believe that Chen Qingyuan can reach the state of Mahayana. At most, he will touch the tribulation and stop there. In the future, if there is a suitable opportunity, he will take his supreme foundation, integrate it into his own body, and break through the state.
Ascend to heaven.
"This is the dojo I have arranged for you. You can understand it well. Whether you succeed or not depends on you."
The dean took one step to the top and activated the ban on the dojo with a wave of his hand.
Suddenly, the entire dojo began to spin, and complex dojo patterns spread all over the void.
In just a few breaths, the dojo was shrouded in mysterious power, and neither the naked eye nor the mind could peek into what was going on inside.
Even the dean who arranged the dojo was not allowed to pry.
"I hope you can go further!"
For the growth of Chen Qingyuan, the dean worked hard, and the dojo here has the effect of deceiving the secrets of heaven.
In short, no matter how Chen Qingyuan attains enlightenment in the dojo, he will not be harassed by the Taoist. Based on his cultivation level, presumably with the cover of the dojo's prohibitions, he should not be able to make much noise.
Being in the dojo, surrounded by obscure Tao patterns, the aura is rich and unusually quiet.
"The path above the holy items..."
Chen Qingyuan sat cross-legged on the ground, lowering his eyebrows in deep thought.