Li Tianming's eyes lit up, he nodded quickly and said, "Yes, Master."
"As a disciple of Creation, if you want to obtain the source of ten thousand ways, there is currently only one relatively common method." Lan Yun said.
"Master, please let me know." Li Tianming asked expectantly.
"The Heavenly List of Creation." Lan Yun said.
"This is?"
"Simple, all creation disciples under five hundred years old are ranked according to their combat power, regardless of other factors. As long as they rank in the top 100, they are qualified to contact the source of ten thousand ways." Lan Yun said.
"Yes!" Li Tianming was excited.
The goal is there!
"You are so happy, do you know what the creation of the Heavenly List means?" Lan Yun asked.
Li Tianming shook his head.
"It means that the ranking on this list is the ranking of the most powerful talented creatures under the age of 500 in the millions of realms in the universe! One hundred means the top 100 in the entire universe, in the millions of realms plus the Ten Thousand Dao Valley.
Ten means the ten most powerful gifted beings in the universe, and number one means number one in the universe!" Lan Yun said with cold eyes.
"The strongest gifted creature... got it!" Li Tianming did feel a little suffocated, because he knew that this Creation Heavenly List was the most authoritative ranking in Ten Thousand Dao Valley and Million Realms. It was the same as that issue.
Issues, like flowing water toward the sky, are not a concept at all.
"Understood? What do you know? Then let me ask you, do you know what level you are now ranked 100 on the Fortune List?" Lan Yun gave him an annoyed look.
"I don't know." Li Tianming said.
"The first two hundred are all twelve universe maps." Lan Yun said.
"twelve?"
Li Tianming was startled for a moment.
Link, Feng Qingyoumeng, five hundred years old, the first universe map, is at the level of the ordinary realm.
Li Fan's second universe map is at the bottom of Wandao Valley.
As for the top 100 on the Wandao Valley Creation Heaven List, the Twelve Universe Maps are directly one level higher than Link.
Li Tianming doesn't believe that bloodline, lineage, and all sources are useless.
This huge gap is the reason why millions of realm geniuses are trying to come to Wandao Valley.
Come in or stay, it's best to pass on the family here and have thousands of rings.
"There are a total of more than a dozen Qu realms in the Creation Heaven List, all of whom are under five hundred years old. Some of them are stronger than many ten thousand saints who are over 2,000 years old. In the Qu realm, one can become a realm king in all realms.
, but in Wandao Valley, they are still teenagers. Now, do you understand the gap between you and them?"
Less than five hundred years old, Qujing!
"It's a bit fierce..."
Li Tianming's true realm is the first picture of the universe.
"However, if calculated in terms of combat power, I can defeat the Seventh Universe Map now. I'm still less than a hundred. When I reach five hundred, there will still be four hundred years left, let alone the Qu realm... So, it's still me.
ox!"
Li Tianming has this confidence.
However, he couldn't say it because Lan Yun would probably laugh if he said it.
"There is no need to be discouraged. If you can enter the Ten Thousand Dao Valley and possess the Ten Thousand Dao Rings, you are already on top of the Million Realm. The starry sky of Order is so big, no matter how outstanding a person is, there will always be even better ones. Their ancestors
It has been passed down in the highest holy land of Ten Thousand Daos Valley for tens of millions of years. You can’t compare to it now. It’s normal. Adjust your mentality and work hard.”
"Disciple understands! I must live up to Master's hopes and repay Master for saving my life." Li Tianming said with cupped hands.
"Um."
His obedient and well-behaved appearance made Lan Yun quite satisfied.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have said so much.
"Don't wait for Wandao Valley to adapt to you, adapt to Wandao Valley yourself."
After saying these meaningful words, she passed over Li Tianming, her blue skirt swaying, and floated away.
"Send it to Master!"
Li Tianming bowed, palms facing outward, without raising his head.
After Lan Yun left, he stretched his muscles, looked at the brand new courtyard that belonged to him, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"You're not angry after being scolded and despised for so long?" Yinghuo said unexpectedly.
"What's there to be angry about? What she said is not the truth. Don't you know how we are doing?"
Li Tianming smiled.
All of them work now, but not all of them in the future?
Eight orders too many?
Cheap blood?
Time will prove all this.
As long as you survive, everything will be fine.
…
Lanhua Tiangong.
Outside Li Tianming's courtyard.
"Master is gone."
Two handsome young men stood under a golden tree.
The one in the white robe is Li Tianming's fifth senior brother Gongsun Yan. He started relatively early. He is now nearly five hundred years old and will soon become a disciple of Wanzhou.
The young man in the purple robe looks much younger. His name is Gong Xuan. He has only been with Master Lan Yun for ten years. He is nearly 400 years old. His talent is quite good and he has cultivated to the eighth realm. This achievement,
Not much worse than many disciples who grew up in Wandao Valley, such as Huang Daoxiong.
Before Li Tianming, he was the junior brother of Lanhua Tiangong.
These disciples accepted by Lan Yun belong to the group with the highest level among millions of realms!
When Gong Xuan challenged Chaotian Avenue ten years ago, he was still in the Sixth Universe. In that period, he won more than thirty places. Although his points were not high, his combat power at that time was actually among the top ten.
Some people say that if he had come back a hundred years later, he would probably be in the top five of the Chaotian Ranking.
Of course Gong Xuan didn't want to come late. If he came late, he might not be able to break through two realms in a row in the past ten years.
If you enter Wandao Valley as early as possible, it will definitely be a good thing.
At this time, the purple-robed Gong Xuan ran in from outside.
"Fifth Senior Brother, Fifth Senior Brother, big news." Gong Xuan said with a strange expression.
"Say." Gongsun Yan has a mature temperament and is much calmer.
"About our junior brother, what is coming from Chaotian Avenue, please listen to me..."
Gong Xuan then told Gongsun Yan everything he heard about what happened on Chaotian Avenue.
"When he was less than 100 years old, he killed Huang Jihuang, but Master forcibly protected him?" Gongsun Yan was shocked.
"Yes! It's absolutely true." Gong Xuan said.
"I didn't expect it. No wonder, I just said, how could Master accept a low-blooded beast master who is despised, disliked and discriminated against by everyone as his disciple? Isn't it in vain to make people laugh? It turns out that there is indeed something special about him."
Gongsun Yan frowned.
"What's so special? People outside say that it may be that his blood has mutated, which caused him to break through quickly in the early stage. In addition, he has practiced several systems, and his bloodline inheritance is obviously chaotic. In short, he is a 'deformed child'.
In a few years, the level will no longer be improved. In my hometown, I have also seen people like this. In the early stage, they were fierce and fierce, even comparable to me, but after a hundred years old, they were completely useless." Gong Xuan said.
After finishing, he raised the corners of his mouth slightly and smiled softly.
"Really?" Gongsun Yan clasped his hands behind his back, squinted his eyes and looked in the direction of Li Tianming's courtyard, and said: "I see that this little junior brother is proud deep in his eyes. He is not as low-level as a low-blooded beast master.
The embarrassment and tension of coming to the Holy Land of Martial Arts. He dared to kill the children of the ancient family with the Golden Ten Thousand Dao Rings on Chaotian Avenue. He had nothing to do to cause such big trouble to the Master. The Master was protecting him like this. I'm afraid he felt proud.