Maximum level of comprehension: guarding the treasury for twenty years

Zhou Yi was very much looking forward to the role of this Tiandaolu, so he quickly closed his eyes and realized it carefully.

After a long time, Zhou Yi opened his eyes, his eyes flashed with excitement, and murmured to himself:

“It turns out that this so-called Heavenly Dao Record can record all the Great Dao that I have ever comprehended.

Then he helped me analyze and deduce it myself, so that I could walk more smoothly on the road to enlightenment.

More likely to achieve higher levels of achievement.

And for ordinary monks, most people can only use their efforts to comprehend one Great Dao.

With this Tiandaolu, there is no need to worry about quantity issues. "

Zhou Yi nodded with satisfaction and recalled the bamboo slips held by the Confucian scholar he had seen in the sword world.

The brilliance of the Great Dao that radiated from the bamboo slips every time he faced the enemy should be all the Great Dao that the Confucian scholar had comprehended.

"The brilliance on that bamboo slip seems to be at least three thousand.

Could it be that that genius really understood all three thousand Great Dao?

If this Tiandaolu can really carry all three thousand Great Dao, wouldn't it be able to form its own small world? "

Zhou Yi thought of this and shook his head silently. It should be impossible to create a small world of his own.

After all, there are not only three thousand righteous paths but also eight hundred side doors in this world, and these three thousand and eight hundred are not accurate numbers.

The world of cultivation three thousand years ago was different from now. The Three Thousand Great Dao was not so tightly sealed.

There should be different righteous ways and heretical ways at every moment,

Unlike most monks today who have no hope of breakthrough, they can only think of taking side paths.

What Zhou Yi is now even more curious about is whether the original owner of this two-handed giant sword is the Confucian scholar?

And what are the secrets contained in these ancient swords in the sword-washing pool in the Imperial Ancestral Temple?

The little white cat on the side looked distracted when he saw Zhou Yi observing the giant sword.

His expression was still uncertain, and he suddenly asked curiously:

"What exactly did you see just now?"

Only then did Zhou Yi come back to his senses, touched the little white cat's head and said happily:

"This time I got a great opportunity."

The little white cat was obviously dissatisfied when Zhou Yi said this.

He knew that Zhou Yi definitely didn't intend to tell him about the things he saw.

"Today's harvest is big enough. Let's go back first. I want to consolidate it."

Zhou Yi said as he hugged the little white cat and went straight back to the bamboo house.

This Tiandaolu is even more powerful for him, and Zhou Yi plans to study it carefully.

On the bed in the bamboo house, Zhou Yi sat cross-legged and meditated, performing his exercises.

While the physical body is being warmed and strengthened, the Primordial Spirit is fully immersed in the newly acquired Heavenly Dao Record.

Suddenly, a huge and noisy knowledge in the entire Tiandaolu suddenly poured into the Primordial Spirit of Zhouyi.

"The Great Dao in this world of cultivation is actually divided into three, six, nine, strong and weak levels.

The Taoism that I realized before naturally belongs to the Tao of the human world.

This is very easy for monks to understand.

And the ways of birth, old age, sickness and death, and the various elements of heaven and earth, can all be counted as the Great Dao of the human world. "

The Primordial Spirit of Zhouyi spent a lot of effort to smooth out this knowledge.

Conclusions are drawn after careful study.

"The way of the world is just the basics for monks.

Only in the future can we break through the shackles of heaven and earth to complete the sublimation of life levels and reach the realm of immortality.

Only monks who stand at this height are qualified to comprehend the Great Dao, which is more powerful than those outside the human world. "

The Primordial Spirit of Zhouyi now realized that the Tao that he had understood before was only superficial.

Compared to the vast Great Dao, I am just a newbie who has just started.

But after having this Heavenly Dao Record, I recorded the Dao I had comprehended on it.

One day the road will evolve and change on its own, and maybe it will be possible to go from this superficial level to the pinnacle level of this world.

As the Zhouyi Primordial Spirit continued to think, a simple scroll of bamboo slips slowly emerged from the sea of ​​consciousness.

It is impossible to tell what kind of bamboo this bamboo slip is made of, and the overall color is pitch black.

If Zhouyi didn't know that this was the Tiandaolu before, he would even think that it was just a piece.

It's just charcoal that hasn't been completely burned.

Following the thought of the Zhouyi Primordial Spirit, the bamboo slips in the sea of ​​consciousness slowly unfolded.

It was empty, with no recorded content.

At this time, Zhou Yi used the power of his Primordial Spirit to make the various human conditions and Taoism that he had realized before natural.

All are written on the Tiandaolu.

Although the Book of Changes is said to be writing, what appears on the road of heaven is not words.

As Zhou Yi finished writing the Great Dao he had realized, a vivid picture suddenly appeared on the Tian Dao Lu.

The common people in the world, from the emperor to the beggar, all seem to have come to life on this bamboo slip.

There are not only warm moments in the human picture, but also various disasters and evil hearts.

These things were something Zhou Yi had never realized before. After all, people's hearts are the most unpredictable in the world.

Zhou Yi is not the kind of person who is good at planning.

But in just a short time, there were such changes in the picture scroll on the Tiandaolu, which made Zhou Yi quite satisfied.

The next second, Zhou Yi noticed an indescribable connection between Tiandao Lu and himself.

Regarding the knowledge that he didn't understand before, Zhou Yi felt like he was enlightened.

As the saying goes, the same rice feeds hundreds of people. In fact, ordinary people are the most complicated in this world.

How people with different personalities and encounters will live, and what kind of lucky or unfortunate things they will encounter.

If Zhou Yi were allowed to perform the deduction on his own, even with the support of the forest-like roots in his body.

I'm afraid it will take a long time to achieve a rough result.

And this Tiandaolu is like a Transcendent Level computer that does not require maintenance, which can help Zhou Yi speed up the deduction of various Great Dao.

And at such a fast speed, Zhou Yi did not even have a partial understanding of the principles and knowledge involved.

Through the interaction with Tiandaolu, the information that Zhouyi should know will be understood naturally.

Time passed slowly, and Zhou Yi was intoxicated and unable to extricate himself.

At the same time, as his understanding of the ways of the world continued to deepen, Zhou Yi successively wrote down the two ways of good and evil on the Record of Heaven.

While Zhou Yi was enlightening, his own cultivation also quietly broke through the shackles between heaven and earth.

The physical body and Primordial Spirit completed a level of sublimation and officially entered the realm of pseudo-immortality.

The current Zhou Yi is only one step away from the immortal realm, if it really breaks through.

That Zhou Yi was the first immortal-level master born in the world in the past three thousand years, and he could be said to be invincible in the world.

But the sad thing is that no matter how amazing the genius is nowadays, he can only be stuck in the realm of pseudo-immortality.

There is no way to truly achieve immortality.

Even in the past three thousand years, there are many monks who have reached the Supreme Ninth Layer in just a dozen years.

But in the following thousands of years, these geniuses could not go any further until they died of old age.

Zhou Yi, who felt that his way forward was blocked, had no intention of understanding the Great Dao in the second half of the night.

At this time, Zhou Yi was holding a cup of hot tea in his hand, sitting on a wicker chair under the eaves and looking at the bright moon in the sky.

If I didn't strike out with a shocking sword like that senior Cang Lan,

The situation he will face will be the same as other seniors, and he can only wait silently for death.

But now that he has reached the realm of pseudo-immortality at such a young age, there are still thousands of years before he dies of old age.

If I can only waste these thousands of years, it will be simply torture.