Zhutian Avenue

A door separates two different worlds.

The walls of the imperial city are so high that they seem to cover all prying eyes, but there is no building behind the gates.

Pavilions, palaces, stairs, none of them.

Some are just an empty square like black ink, and a stone monument erected on it.

There are large and small stone monuments, high and low, or some people are crowded on the side, or no one is interested, just dotted, like a formation, and it seems to just be erected at will.

Once you get started, there is no one to interrogate and monitor.

An Qisheng paced two steps before coming to a stele, which was about 13 feet high and 4 feet wide, with deep lines in it, and various martial arts and exercises on it. Truth map.

Self-satisfaction, refining the shape, to the ten thousand ways to condense the sky

This is a real picture with a low level, but it is portrayed randomly on the stele.

Before the stele, a teenager sat cross-legged, looked at the stele seriously and carefully, and sometimes murmured in his mouth.

"Heaven and earth are invisible, everything is tangible, turning invisible into tangible, turning heaven and earth into oneself, this is the true form. Why can there be a difference in the speed of the same real shape map, and some people can't condense at all?"

The young man had words in his mouth, and his fingers kept drawing on the ground.

All buildings in Tianjiao City are surrounded by formations, and unless a single force destroys the formations of this city, it will not be able to injure the grass and trees, but this is not the case with the'Yanfatai'.

The young man could draw a handful of sketches at will.

And An Qisheng could feel that his experience was recorded by this dark square.

An Qisheng stopped and quietly watched the young man muttering and sketching, this young man's cultivation is not high, it's just the real form, and it's not a single cultivation.

It can only be said that his qualifications are not high, but he is not painting, but he is exploring the principles of true form and the speed of condensing the true form.

He didn't know how long he had been sitting, nor how much experience notes he left, and it seemed that he didn't get anything at all.

But he persevered.

"interesting."

An Qisheng did not disturb him, and walked to the next stone tablet.

The height of the stone monument is much higher, and there are more people nearby, but it is not the real shape on it, but the names of many spiritual materials, medicinal, pharmacological, recipes of immortality, and the fire required for alchemy.

"The world's Lingcao Hengsha is innumerable, but there are many of them with the same medicinal properties. The "Lingcao Sutra" does not contain enough records, and it needs to be collected again"

"The refining of medicine with fire is inferior in the end, and there are many methods of qi refining in a large number of gates. Only by removing the impurities in the spirit grass with its own blood, can it become a million dollars at a time."

"What is the impurity? It is an impurity for this panacea, but it is not necessarily an impurity for other panacea. The principle of panacea is to take its essence to remove its dross, but what is dross, but it can not be determined."

"Everything in nature contains spiritual machines, and they are all composed of spiritual machines. There is no difference, but we cannot use them flexibly. We have heard that as early as in ancient times, some sages have discovered spiritual herbs. The medicine that Dan needed, unfortunately, was lost."

"Thousands of grasses and thousands of pill, this is not enough. The refining of elixir can also be faster. A spirit grass can make ten million elixir, the sage can, we can also"

This stele is much more lively, and many people discuss with each other, or talk to themselves, or leave notes of their own.

In the 30 million years of the Wanyang world, there are countless magical secrets left, and there are naturally many magical magical methods.

It doesn’t matter if it’s alchemy, formation method, rune, magic weapon, spirit treasure, etc., there are countless different methods of refining.

Alchemy with fire has long been eliminated by years.

The so-called "qi refining" elixirs are faster and have better effects. An alchemist can make 100,000 elixirs per day when there are enough herbs.

The "Qi Refining" is not the best among many refining methods, only those more advanced refining methods are only available in the Zongmen Holy Land.

Even in the Holy Land, it is considered to be top secret, and there is no true biography of Xuanji like the Ten Thousand Realms.

The gap between Sanxue and the Holy Land is not what ordinary people can imagine.

One is still drinking blood in Ru Mao, and the other is already able to interfere with material changes. Only the simplest spirit grass is needed to make most of the panacea.

And the gap between magic weapon, magic weapon, magic weapon, and spiritual treasure is not harder and stronger.

An Qisheng, who holds two pieces of Feng Hou Lingbao in his hand, is very clear, not to mention the magic weapon, or the magic weapon, and he still stays on the simple thrashing mineral, branding inscriptions, and mana.

Lingbao is already an interweaving of'law and reason', which can be as big as you want, and can be changed from reality to reality.

The gap between the two is greater than the gap between stone tools and nuclear weapons.

Fang Lingren can only use it to smash people, but it does not mean that he can only smash people.

Under the same world, the secular and spiritual worlds, the little monk and the big monk, the Xiaozongmen and the Dazongmen sacred places, almost live in two very different worlds.

Because of this, An Qisheng is not optimistic about Emperor Tianding. You have exhausted the road you have reached for a thousand years, and people have already walked.

The road you can't think of, people may have already traveled.

If you want to win, you can't take the usual path.

An Qisheng still didn't speak, just walked one stone tablet after another, stopped, watched, listened to the discussion.

This square covers a large area, with stone monuments like forests. I don't know tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands. Among them, in addition to the real shape map, tactics, and combat skills, more are formations, fusi, alchemy, alchemy.

It seems to be all-encompassing here, and is a microcosm of Dongzhou's spiritual practice.

"Mr. Yuan, why haven't you spoken along the way?"

This is a towering stone monument. Before the stone monument, there was only one person. The four princes stood on their hands, staring at the inscription, and asked softly.

This stele is the tallest and largest, but it depicts not the practice of exercises, but many state-run events, experiences, difficulties, and various solutions.

The most frequent incident is the tiantian incident.

"Nice atmosphere."

An Qisheng looked casual.

He walked along the way, and many people did not have anything that made his eyes shine. It's ok to guess, to sum up, all is unsatisfactory.

It's not as good as what he saw from the true stories of several great gate holy places and the elders in the "dream".

"Thousands of years will take the road of millions of people, naturally impossible."

The fourth prince nodded: "It's just that the road will eventually go step by step."

He is also well aware of this point. Unfortunately, the leakage of similar things is strictly forbidden in the Holy Land of the Zongmen, but all the disciples who descend down the mountain, the soul of the gods also has a breath of ‘Feng Wang-level spirit treasure’.

Even if these disciples betrayed the teachers, they could not sue.

"This road is difficult."

An Qisheng is not optimistic.

For 30 million years, most of the valuable experience left by the outstanding people, except for those lost in the long river, are mostly in the hands of Zongmen.

How can it easily catch up?

Individual individuals can surpass Zongmen disciples, but catching up in all aspects is extremely difficult, extremely difficult.

An Qisheng is well aware of this.

If he doesn't have the ability to dream, even if he is a talented man with profound knowledge, he wants to open up a complete path of cultivation from scratch, which can't be done overnight.

Gu Changfeng opened eight roads, also relying on the experience of his predecessors, and also had a big Yantian.

Without this condition, Emperor Tianding could not do it naturally.

This is no longer a talent.

"It's difficult, and it's not impossible."

The four princes sighed softly: "It's a pity, don't wait for me"

An Qisheng did not respond. His eyes fell on the inscriptions above the inscriptions.

'In March of the first year of Tianding, there were seven people who took part in self-cultivation since the barren mountain war, and affected 136 people in the first day of the day. More than four hundred and twenty

The end of June

Tianding July 1st’

Tian Ding Guo was not called Tian Ding Guo originally. The Emperor Tian Ding succeeded to changing the country name ‘Tian Ding’ more than a thousand years ago.

The records on this stone tablet are exactly 1,212 years from the first year of Tianding.

An Qisheng glanced at it at once.

There are more than 2 billion people who died in the Tianqi Incident.

In a thousand years, two billion people.

This is just a string of numbers, but not just a string of numbers.

"My father used his own conditions as a deterrent to set up rules with Zongmen, and he conquered many scattered repairs, large and small, in recent years, but very few such things have happened."

The fourth prince seemed to know what An Qisheng was looking at, and explained at random.

The tone was calm, and there seemed to be no more waves.

"Sin is not the monk, but the heart."

An Qisheng shook his head and sighed softly.

Jiufujie has been fighting for many years, the battle is in full swing, there are many deaths and injuries, the world is evil, and the people do not talk about life.

The land of Dongzhou has many monarchs to suppress the world and rule the king. Even if there is friction with each other, there is no war in the secular dynasty.

But there is also a ‘heaven’.

Among them, An Qisheng has many associations in his mind, and it's no wonder that people often say that they are weak and strong, and they are natural choices.

It seems that several parties can't get rid of this rule, even Xuanxing

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There was something in the fourth prince's heart, and An Qisheng had no intention to ask, but just walked in the stele forest, watching the thousand-year achievements of Tianding Kingdom.

Of course, there is no shocking discovery that made his eyes shine, but they all have their own values, and for him, they are also useful.

The practice book lies in the bit by bit, thinking, seeing, thinking, and gaining, all of which are inside.

Accumulation is necessary for vitality.

In the following days, An Qisheng still didn't go to see the Emperor Tianding, and listened to the discussions and debates of many monks every day or in the "Yanfatai".

Either just stay in the medicine shop of Mencora, or deduce the spirit, feel the gods, tease the little chicks, point Zhu Dahai, or go to the sky to spur Zheng Longqiu and others to practice.

The time flickered, but more than a year had passed.

The kings are about to open.