A long river that is boundless and wide, invisible, appears in Dongfang Yao’s sea of ​​consciousness.

This long river is full of countless creatures in the world, all swimming hard.

This scene is very similar to the thousands of sentient beings in the Three Realms, whether they are gods, Buddhas, immortals and demons, they are all struggling hard.

When this river was formed, Dongfang Yao suddenly had a glimmer of understanding of the Avenue of Time.

And with the understanding of the Avenue of Time, Dongfang Yao's already vast aura became deeper!

Before comprehension of the long river of time, Dongfang Yao could use 30% of his skills to fight Zhen Yuanzi in a round and back way!

Now if you use 30% of your skills, you can easily suppress Zhen Yuanzi.

After several hours, the ginseng fruit meeting was approaching its end, and Zhen Yuanzi also preached to the immortals at the conference.

All the guests were still satisfied and left one by one.

...

Wuzhuang Temple in Jingxin Hall.

Dongfang Yao and Zhen Yuanzi were sitting on high places respectively, and Taoist boy was serving tea.

It has been three days since the ginseng fruit conference ended.

Dongfang Yao also checked in at Wuzhuangguan for three days, but there was nothing good.

In addition to obtaining a ginseng fruit, there are two types of garbage techniques used to drop dust.

Dongfang Yao is not greedy for these things, and it is already the greatest benefit to be able to obtain the long river of time.

If these 80,000 years have been extremely valuable, the long river of time will definitely be among the top five.

"Brother Dongfang, can I still live in Wuzhuang Temple with peace of mind?"

Zhen Yuanzi took a sip of tea and looked at Dongfang Yao and said lightly.

"Fellow Daoist Zhen Yuanzi, you are so kind. You are no worse than the Five Village Temples!"

To be honest, Dongfang Yao said that Wuzhuang Temple is full of spiritual energy, which is almost the same as the density of spiritual energy in the Heavenly Court.

Moreover, it is located in the mortal world and in the deep mountains, and it is the most pure.

"Brother Dongfang, why don't you and I demonstrate your experience in practicing?"

"Brother, you have a high magic power and a broad vision. Please give me some advice!" Zhen Yuanzi said.

Zhen Yuanzi's ancient heavenly way of birth and death has been cultivated to the peak of the eighth level, but the bottleneck of the ninth level of heaven has troubled him for ten thousand years.

With Dongfang Yao's cultivation level, he will definitely be able to give him some advice!

It would be great if he could get Dongfang Yao's guidance to give him the inspiration for breakthroughs.

"Fellow Daoist Zhen Yuanzi, then I will be ugly! Let's discuss the truth with you!"

Dongfang Yao put down the tea bowl and nodded slightly.

He has been practicing for a long time recently, and he is not anxious to practice to the highest level.

Moreover, he would also be able to communicate with Zhen Yuanzi's ancient heavenly way of birth and death.

"Okay! Thank you Brother Dongfang!"

"I'll ask boldly if I feel at ease!"

Zhen Yuanzi clasped his fists to Dongfang Yao and said.

"But it's okay!"

Dongfang Ya waved her hand and gestured.

"Brother Dongfang, do you also know that what I practice is the Taoist masterpiece of the ancient heavenly way of birth and death!"

"This ancient heavenly way of birth and death emphasizes endless life and endless life!"

"Use qi to nourish the spirit, use qi to nourish the body..."

"But I have recently practiced to the peak of the eighth level, but I always feel that the operation method is obscure..."

"Although the purity of mana is stronger than before, the endless breath feels not too round..."

"Brother, can you help me solve my doubts?"

Zhen Yuanzi expressed his confusion one by one. It was because this predicament had troubled him for thousands of years.

"Fellow Daoist Zhen Yuanzi, come with the pen and ink!"

Dongfang Yao thought for a moment and had already figured out the problem.

He has been given the mysterious skill of birth and death by the system to directly give the Nine Heavens insights, but if he wants to say it, Zhen Yuanzi will probably not understand what he wants to say for a while.

It’s better to solve his doubts in another way.

"Okay! Child, come and take the pen and ink!"

Zhen Yuanzi's eyes lit up. Although he didn't know what Dongfang Yao meant to use the pen and ink, the great god must have something special.

Maybe you can really give yourself some advice!

Soon, two Taoist children carried a table in, which contained four treasures of the study.

"Fellow Daoist Zhen Yuanzi, I'll give you a poem to you!"

"You look good!"

"brush!"

Dongfang Yao picked up the brush and adjusted his energy to the best state, and he entered a wonderful state.

In this state, the perfect Tao can be explained through words or images.

This is also a new skill obtained by Dongfang Yao after comprehending the long river of time.

What's more, he has already realized this technique to the peak of the Ninth Heaven?

As Dongfang Yao's brush began to dance on the paper, Zhen Yuanzi became more and more shocked as he looked at it!

After writing a few lines of large characters, Dongfang Yao put down his brush with satisfaction.

"There is no record of the years since eternal age..."

"Although ancient artifacts have no ancient strings..."

"Tianshu fell in Tianmen Street..."

"The Taoist fosters the Tao and hate the dust and labor..."

"The earth is born and the sky is empty and the whole world is full of relief..."

"I will be relieved and the fire in my heart will be cool..."

...

"This...this...this..."

Zhen Yuanzi was so shocked that he couldn't speak!

He felt that if the skills he practiced were introduced, the poem written by Dongfang Yao was the general outline!

After just a look, he felt a little throbbing in his heart!

"Haha! Fellow Daoist Zhen Yuanzi, let's slowly comprehend!"

Dongfang Yao smiled at Zhen Yuanzi who was shocked and then sat back in his seat and started drinking tea.

In this way, Zhen Yuanzi kept staring at the poem, with shock at first, then surprised, and then brighter and brighter.

Dongfang Yao was not in a hurry, just drinking tea.

The two Taoist boys carrying the table had never seen their viewer do this and stare at a poem?

The two Taoist children were also curious and took a secret glance at the poem.

But just one look, the two felt unstable and their minds were drowsy and they were about to faint.

This is the method of the semi-saint leading to the peak of the semi-saint. People with low cultivation will fall into a coma even if they have a look.

If there is a forced understanding that is not afraid of death, it is a dead end.

The two Taoist children woke up after a long time of confusion, and their backs were wet with cold sweat.

After looking at Dongfang Yao who was drinking tea, the two of them quickly bowed and retreated.

A voice just now woke them up, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

No wonder this person was regarded as a guest of honor by the audience. He was indeed so powerful that he was incredibly powerful.

One hour later, Dongfang Yao didn't know how many bowls of tea before Zhen Yuanzi woke up slowly.

"This...this is so mysterious!"

"Thank you, Brother Dongfang!"

"Brother Dongfang's kindness is unforgivable to thank me!"

After Zhen Yuanzi said that, he bowed deeply to Dongfang Yao.

This poem is so mysterious. As long as he comprehends it every day, he believes that even if he breaks through the ninth level of heaven, it will be smooth even if he reaches the peak.

Zhen Yuanzi came from the bottom of his heart to respect Dongfang Yao.
Chapter completed!