With Xiahou Qingge leading the way and clearing the field, it didn't take long for Zhou Tian and his party to reach the center of Shengren Valley.
There is no imaginary palace in one piece, and there is no magnificent sculpture standing here, and some are just remnants of flowers and leaves, a scene of withered.
And an old wooden table.
Xiahou Qingge and Dai frowned slightly: "It's really extraordinary here, and there is a lot of vitality in the defeat."
Around the wooden table, the weeds are almost half a person tall, and a dilapidated energy factor drifts around here, disturbing the mind.
Even though Xiahou Qingge is pregnant with a treasure, it is difficult to sweep away the dilapidated and special energy factors around him in one go.
Zhou Tian turned on his pupil power and walked slowly to this wooden table. If you look at the material, it should be a rare thunder-strike wood, which is accompanied by vitality in despair.
The ice cannot stop the flow of water, and the dead wood will also be in spring.
The value of a piece of lightning strike wood, in the outside world, is enough for many masters to fight for life and death, because lightning strike mu is the supreme choice for sacrificing weapons.
For super-family such as golden-winged rocs, lightning wood is also the supreme material for nesting.
The magical effects are endless. Some lightning strikes the wood, and it has nurtured the natural thunder technique, but such a good thing has not happened several times in the past and present.
No matter who gets the exercises naturally bred by nature, as long as they have cultivated to the level of entering the room, they can sweep the world, and no matter how bad they are, they will become the guests of all major families.
On the wooden table, there is a bamboo slip, spread out, about one foot long and one foot wide, on it, there are vague words, shining with golden luster.
Zhou Tian's bloody eyes stared at him, and there was indeed a cultivation technique on it, but it was not a cultivation technique, because it was too broken, and many of the contents were intermittent.
The emotions in my heart are complicated, I don't know who to talk to, and I came here as I wished, but it is such an imperfect result.
Zhou Tian said disappointedly: "It seems that there is nothing I want here after all."
When Tai Shi Meng came to see it, a melancholy expression flashed on his beautiful face, and softly comforted: "Don't take it to heart, this Sen Luo domain is still very big, and we still have opportunities."
Zhou Tian picked up the bamboo slips and took a closer look. There were two large characters on it-Zhongjing.
Just when Zhou Tian was already feeling desperate, the voice of the nameless pulling fingers sounded leisurely in the depths of Zhou Tian's heart.
"I know you are disappointed now, but I forgot to tell you. The Central Classic is one of the supreme methods of Confucianism, and your luck is pretty good."
Zhou Tian replied helplessly: "They have become such a virtue, or the supreme technique, you are not joking with me, please make fun of me."
The Wuming pull finger responded earnestly: "No, the Chinese Classic is indeed one of the supreme methods of Confucianism, but throughout the ages, very few people have practiced the Chinese Classic."
"There is a deep secret in this."
"The Middle Classic that you see in your eyes is actually complete."
Zhou Tian suddenly came up with energy, and asked curiously: "What do you say?"
The nameless finger seemed to recall a long time ago, and said slowly: "In the early days, Confucian disciples would practice the Middle Classics."
"The most amazing thing about this exercise is that different cultivators have different powers. Those with a higher understanding can open up mountains and seas."
"The power of people who are incomprehensible is nothing but ordinary, and even a waste of feelings."
"Later, the Central Classic was slowly lost."
"The reason for the loss is very simple."
"That's because of the Middle Classics technique, I don't know who created it. Anyway, from the beginning, it was dilapidated."
"It is necessary for the cultivator to break the road on his own, explore on his own, and rely on such incomplete chapters to break the simplicity.
The method of the Middle Classic that is cultivated bit by bit. "
"This time, did you understand?"
Zhou Tian was stunned. It turned out that this is what happened in the Central Classics.
Said: "Is it because the cultivation methods of the Chinese Classic are too complicated, and the Confucian disciples just gave up when they reached the later stage."
"If you continue to break the circuit, you will pay a high price if you are not careful?"
The nameless pull finger replied: "It is indeed the case."
"In fact, many poems and songs have been lost throughout the ages, and people can only explore and reshape civilization amidst the broken chapters and simplifications."
"This Middle Classic is intermittent. You can try to cultivate. Once you have cultivated to a certain level, you will find that there are many ways to go."
"For example, overbearing, kingly, holy, and deceit, you can choose by yourself."
"If you want to create a path that is completely yours, as long as your conditions and abilities permit, you can also try it."
"In other words, the practice of the Central Classic is a panacea. If you use it well, everything is good. If you don't use it well, everything needs to be restarted."
"Even though this technique seems to be broken, but you only need to practice a little bit, it should be able to solve the embarrassing problem of the conflict between the Heavenly Thunder Scriptures and the Holy Blood Jue in your body."
Zhou Tianxin understood that there is no way in this world, and if there are more people walking, a route will naturally be formed.
It's like a mountain, there are not so many forest paths, but once the products in the mountain become rich, there will always be people who will open up all kinds of roads up the mountain.
Now, Zhou Tian is the one who needs to blaze a trail on his own and go up the mountain.
Most people did not go up the mountain, and the reason, in the final analysis, was simply because they gave up the choice of opening up their own way from the beginning.
In a trance, Zhou Tiantai gave an initiation, and the man smiled ecstatically and said, "That's it."
Just a glance, I remember all the contents of the Middle Classics, this is also the advantage of pupils, unforgettable, belongs to the cheapest talent supernatural powers.
Xiahou Qingge said from the side: "It seems that you have realized something. Do you need a short retreat now?"
Zhou Tian replied: "Yes, but don't worry, when I return to my peak, it will be the beginning of the decisive battle between you and me."
Xia Hou Qingge smiled coldly and said: "It's okay, sister, I have time, you just stay in retreat here, I can still protect you."
Zhou Tian hummed and adjusted his breath directly on the spot.
Following the cultivation method of the Central Classic, the true essence was slowly circulated, and a breath of awe-inspiring aura leaked from Zhou Tian's body from the inside to the outside.
Immediately, the True Essence scattered all over the body, as if being guided in the dark, began to become more regular.
Zhou Tian was overjoyed. He had thought about the magic of the Central Classics, but he did not expect that the Central Classics would be so magical.
Just started to solve the problems in the body.
The Middle Classics can also be understood as holding the pivot.
There is no leader in the true essence group of dragons, once the strand of true essence that holds the pivot appears, everything will become orderly.
However, after practicing for a while, Zhou Tian found that the path was broken, and he didn't know how to practice. But in his heart, following this feeling, many thoughts grew.
It seems that the road is broken, but the road ahead is still there, just to see from which direction the road is opened.
Building roads when meeting mountains, building bridges when meeting water, everything depends on one's own heart.
This kind of exercise seems to be nothing more than that, but it actually tests a person's view of the overall situation. It is difficult for people who can't understand the overall situation to build a road that extends in all directions.
Subconsciously, Zhou Tian used his imperial power and began to build roads. The road he had to take was to move forward straight, without fear of any wind and rain, and without fear of the world.
Following this special feeling, running the true essence, Zhou Tian himself didn't know what kind of true essence law would be formed, but it felt very smooth.
After a short time,
The disconnection was continued.
After the continuation, Zhou Tian suddenly discovered that the injuries in his body were about to recover.
The awe-inspiring qi in the body sprouts.
With the power of the emperor as a foreshadowing, Zhou Tian himself, invisibly, reveals the aura of the emperor.
After such an aura emerged, even Yu Hao, who was with the old god, stared at Zhou Tian extremely seriously.
He exclaimed, "It's not easy to comprehend so many things in the broken chapters and simple sentences."
Xiahou Qingge was originally very confident, but seeing Zhou Tian's strength increase at a speed visible to the naked eye, he was still a little panicked.
But immediately, Xiahou Qingge woke up from panic.
I am Xiahou Qingge, the jewel in the palm of the Xiahou family, how can I be frightened by the aura of a young man, that is really shameful.
No matter how powerful it will become when Sunday arrives, Xiahou Qingge is fearless.
Gradually, the complexion on Zhou Tian's face recovered, and the injuries in his body recovered as before, and the power of the emperor in the land of dantian slowly rotates, like a round of sun shines, the whole body is surging with blood, as if he has inexhaustible power. .
At this moment, Zhou Tian has returned to its peak.
Even the cultivation base of the realm was loosened and reached the realm of the sacred pinnacle.
It is only one step away from breaking through the sky. For the first generation king, such a step away, in fact, does not take much time.
It took three or five months at most to successfully break the border, perhaps less than three to five months.
After a break in the road, Zhou Tian really realized the magic of the Middle Classics.
Maybe, within a month, you can enter the realm of breaking the air as you wish.
In the Middle Classics, following the law of the four o'clock, knowing the fate of all things in the world, long-term cultivation, Zhou Tian himself does not know what will be the end result.
This is just a long time, and the effect is so amazing.
He got up, opened his arms, and moved his waist.
Tai Shi Meng said with joy: "This technique is too amazing. It can make you recover so quickly."
"No wonder you mentioned that you wanted to come here."
Zhou Tian laughed and said, "I remembered the Bizhu in that inn. She told me that there was a Confucian saint who had fallen here."
"When will I go back with us, I must give the Bizhu girl a heavy reward."
Zhou Shu knowingly smiled and said: "Big brother, when the time comes, he will directly reward her with six six-level miraculous medicines. Maybe Bizhu will be happy for several years, and she will never forget you, big brother for a lifetime."
Lan Ying laughed and said: "Such a big handwriting, I don't know if your elder brother is not willing to bear it."
Zhou Tian's expression condensed, and then he smiled indifferently; "Girl Bizhu has helped me so much, of course I'm still willing."
"I can still get the six miraculous medicines."
Xiahou Qingge was unexpectedly surprised, but at this moment, he couldn't restrain his instinct to hit someone.
He said in a deep voice: "Young man, since you have recovered to your peak at this moment, then you and I will let go of the battle."
"It's in this Saint Rengu."
Zhou Tian didn't want to do anything here, and said softly: "I have gained good fortune here, and I don't want to continue to destroy the environment here. Since we are fighting, we will leave Shengren Valley, go to the rest of the place, let go of our hands and feet. ."
"how is it."
Zhou Tian didn't dare to say that he was a gentleman, but he obtained the Middle Classics in other people's territory. He also destroyed his cemetery because of the conflict of spirit. Zhou Tian was really intolerable and his conscience was uneasy.
Xia Hou Qingge said noncommittal: "Huh, kid, there are a lot of poor people."
"Since you don't want to do it with me here, just let me do it."
"I know a good geomantic place where I can let go of fighting with my hands and feet."
Zhou Tian smiled heartily and said, "If so, then go..."
(End of this chapter)