After more than two consecutive months of heavy rain, Putian Guangsheng finally ushered in the long-lost sunlight.

The sun shines everywhere, the valley is green and dripping, and the crystal clear water droplets refract the sunlight in all directions. In the eyes of those who practice, it is the seven-color light.

"Xiaoyun, start!"

"Okay!"

On the bluestones of the mountain stream, Luo Chuan and Ziyun opened their mouths and sucked at the same time, competing for the first yang energy of the day.

The moon is raining, dark clouds block the morning light, and the swallowing is far less pleasant than today.

Luo Chuan's figure began to become empty, like a misty smoke shadow, invisible, colorless, materially silent, almost integrated with the water and gas of the mountain stream.

The purple cloud on the other side is completely different. The bronze skin surface is filled with layers of gold-puffed halos. Not only does it not turn into weakness, it becomes stronger and thicker, and even a head of white hair becomes denser.

After absorbing the first ray of yang energy, the two did not stop practicing. Their palms pressed against the bluestone under their bodies and absorbed the origin of the stone.

This bluestone is called "Qingjiao Yubo Stone". The resource ore of the second-grade top talent is enough to support five days even if Luochuan and Ziyun swallow it day and night. There are more than 400 such resource ore in Luochuan's storage ring, which can be used to buy it from the second-grade bottom to the first-grade middle.

Three hours later, noon has passed.

On the bluestone of the mountain stream, Luo Chuan's figure has completely turned into emptiness, and even monks who have entered the realm of Taoism cannot capture it with their naked eyes.

"The world has tangible, material, color and sound, and things that are not long-lasting, and their lifespan is limited, so it is difficult to last forever in ancient and modern times, but only the emptiness and eternity... Huh!"

Luo Chuan breathed a long sigh, his body condensed inch by inch, slowly showing from head to toe, as if he was outlined with an ink pen.

The first true meaning of the Return to the Void Realm is "empty". In the Void, cultivate the vital energy and understand the true Tao, until the vital energy reaches the level of breaking the virtual. Only by understanding at least one true meaning can one refine the power of the Tao and break through the realm of the true Tao.

It has been more than two months since I arrived at Guangtian Pusheng. Luo Chuan and Ziyun practiced day and night, and did almost nothing else. But even so, Luo Chuan is still very far away from the third level of Guixu.

"Sure enough, it will become more and more difficult to practice later. At this progress, it will take at least seven or eight years to break through." Luo Chuan murmured, turning to look at Ziyun beside him.

Ziyun is not like Luo Chuan's three paths of cultivation. He specializes in practicing the physical body. He follows the ancient Tiannan Domain, and even Luo Chuan can't see through it. Two months later, his physical cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, catching up with the third level of Luo Chuan's Dragon Boat.

"The old man Wudao is considerate. When Xiaoyun practices, he lets him specialize in his physical body just to adapt to the future world. Two eras. Two worlds of the Tao, different Taoism, and magic power will be cut off... Unfortunately, Xiaoyun cannot use the ancient physical body method."

Luo Chuan's eyes showed regret. When he arrived at the Nine Heavens decades later, Ziyun could no longer use the magical physical methods on the Tiandao Peak, nor could he practice the methods of this era.

All he relies on is his unfathomable vitality, his strong body, and his skills.

Perhaps for others, Ziyun's potential can be regarded as a top genius with extremely talented talents. Luo Chuan knew that Ziyun could only master the same or even a few high-quality methods to truly realize his terrifying potential and reach another shocking height.

"There is no problem that cannot be solved in the world. I will find a solution for Xiaoyun sooner or later."

Luo Chuan made up his mind secretly.

Not long after, Ziyun exhaled and finally recovered.

The two of them jumped up and flew towards Qianlongyuan.

When passing a water curtain cave in the valley, Luo Chuan turned his head and looked around habitually.

In the Water Curtain Cave, a young man in blue was sitting cross-legged. He was eleven or twelve years old and handsome, and was also practicing hard work.

On the first day Luo Chuan and Ziyun found this remote valley, the boy in blue was already here. Every month from now on, Luo Chuan could see him. He came earlier than Luo Chuan and left later. Luo Chuan secretly admired his hard work.

The young man's aura was only true alchemy, but he was already very good at his age.

Out of respect, Luo Chuan and Ziyun never came forward to disturb him, but just nodded occasionally and said hello.

The young man in the Water Curtain Cave slowly opened his eyes and looked at Luo Chuan and Ziyun.

Luo Chuan nodded and smiled, and Ziyun also grinned.

The three of them greeted each other tacitly, and Luo Chuan and Ziyun continued to fly forward, and disappeared for a few moments.

"Two interesting young people. These days, there are not many monks who will insist on swallowing Chunyang. How many people will understand the benefits."

A trace of vicissitudes and remembrance appeared deep in the eyes of the boy in blue, and then he closed his eyes.

The vast and universal saints cover a radius of three thousand miles, just like a small immortal country.

Luo Chuan and Ziyun flew through the rarely visited mountains and forest abysses. Not long after, a high mountain appeared under him.

The ridge is like a dragon's back, and the peak is like a dragon's head. The entire mountain has been refined into a hovering real dragon. From a distance, it is hiding and swallowing.

The sun shines, and every dragon scale on the ridge is a high-quality defensive magic array.

On the dragon's head, there is a Taoist temple that looks like a mansion - Qianlong Courtyard.

There are five other Taoist temples in Guangtian Pu Sheng Taoist Temple, and Qianlong Temple is one of them. As the name suggests, it is a place where apprentices and monks stay before completing the branch test.

Of course, the courtyard is full of young monks of ordinary origin, descendants of the emperor and some monks from major forces form their own sects and have other residences.

As soon as Luo Chuan and Ziyun walked into Qianlong Courtyard, they saw a group of monks swarming towards a blood jade bronze monument in the northwest corner.

"Senior brother and the teachers are back!"

“Which batch?”

"A group of people six months ago, I heard that this time I had achieved a lot of results, killing more than 200 demon cultivators, including one of them, the Dao Wheel Realm demon cultivator."

"so much!"

Luo Chuan's eyes lit up, and a flash appeared in front of the Blood Jade bronze monument.

Names appear on the blood jade bronze monument as high as thirty feet. In front of each name, there are monk level titles for going out to kill demons, such as junior master, intermediate master, senior master, small Dharma master, etc. Of course, there are also some monks without titles.

And behind the name, there are the realm and number of demons they killed.

Whenever a blood-colored name appears, the young monks will express a burst of regret and look depressed.

Every time a monk who goes out to kill demons turns around, he will appear on the Blood Jade Copper Monument to inform the entire courtyard. The blood-colored name represents death.

"Recently, more and more senior brothers and teachers have changed. The situation has improved a lot compared to two months ago."

"Two months ago... don't mention it. I only found out recently that something big happened two months ago."

"I have also heard of it. It seems that a group of descendants of the Emperor who participated in the trial were discovered by the Demon Sect Palace. Fortunately, a mysterious genius appeared and led the descendants of the Emperor to kill all directions. Then he turned back to the Taoist temple safely."

"I heard that the mysterious genius slaughtered more than 800 demon cultivators alone and stole a flying boat. It will greatly strengthen the power of the universal holy people in the sky!"

"Once one time, I accidentally heard two monks from the punishment team discussing. If it weren't for the mysterious genius' attack, Guangtian Pusheng would have been at a disadvantage from now on. He alone would have affected the overall situation! According to his achievements, I don't know how many demon levels he could be exchanged for."

"Hey. It's been two months since I haven't known his name yet, and I don't even know his appearance."

"You don't even understand this. The Taoist temple is protecting him! He killed so many demons by himself and ruined the good things of the Demon Sect Palace. Naturally, he cannot be treated as an ordinary person. I heard that he is not old and is really annoying to compare with others."

The young monks were talking, but Luo Chuan's attention was all on the Blood Jade Bronze Monument.

After a while, Luo Chuan's eyes showed disappointment.

Bai Yiqing's name did not appear on the Blood Jade Bronze Stele.

As early as half a year ago, Bai Yiqing left the Taoist temple and went out to participate in the demon-slaying trial in order to win the qualification of a junior master.

Luo Chuan inquired from many sources that Bai Yiqing was only twenty or thirty left to the eight hundred demon level qualified for junior master. As long as this trial was successful, she would be promoted to junior master and apprentice monks who were below the fourth level of the missionary infancy.

"Luochuan, there is protection from the cannon fodder camp. Sister Bai will not be in trouble." Ziyun whispered.

"Of course, I know, I've just been waiting for her for the past two months and miss her very much." Luo Chuan smiled: "Didn't you make an appointment with Xiaorou and Xiaojia to go to the Huashen River to explore in the afternoon? Go quickly."

"Okay, then I'm going. It's just right, you don't have to meet the annoying guy who lives with us." Ziyun laughed and scratched her head: "By the way, Sister Qi and the others have been asking you to go to any trial a few days ago. You can go there even if you are bored. I heard that even Yuan Shitian couldn't pass the first level."

"I'm just afraid of missing Xiaobai... Even Yuan Shitian was defeated? Well, I'll go and have a look after it tonight's practice."

Luo Chuan smiled, said goodbye to Ziyun, and walked towards the bamboo house on the southeast of the Taoist temple.

Two months ago, after Luo Chuan received the first batch of rewards of 30,000 demons, he also stayed in Huadao Farewell Courtyard, the best Pusheng in Guangtian for a few days. However, because he could not stand the tireless encouraging of the predecessors of the Di family, he moved to Qianlong Courtyard with Ziyun.

There are more than 1,200 apprentice monks in Qianlong Academy, whose cultivation ranges from the first level of the Infant Transformation to the Reward Realm, and they are at the lowest level among the Guangtian Pusheng.

They passed the foreign trial, but either had time to participate in the branch assessment, or failed to pass the branch assessment, and were stranded in Qianlong Academy. Among Guangtian Pusheng, they belonged to the lowest level, but they were more free than the four monasteries.

There is still one month left before the branch assessment. According to the agreement between Luo Chuan and Guangtian Pusheng, he and Ziyun will also participate in the branch assessment.

Although Luo Chuan obtained 30,000 demon levels, according to the secret agreement, within five years, these 30,000 demon levels can only be used as currency and cannot be exchanged for level titles.

The 30,000 demon level is enough to promote Luo Chuan to a senior master and preach in the realm of True Dao, and Luo Chuan naturally agreed.

In the past two months, perhaps Luo Chuan's most relaxed and most free time, he spent more than a thousand demon-levels to buy spirit stones, innate ores, fairy herbs, top-grade spiritual veins, etc. that are enough for four months to consume.

In the past two months, Luo Chuan was not only practicing, but also wandered alone, sometimes with Qi Xinyue and others, and occasionally practiced alchemy. The rest was waiting for Bai Yiqing.

As for Guangtian Pusheng, he was also very indulgent to Luo Chuan and did not interfere with Luo Chuan's freedom.

This is also one of the agreements between Luo Chuan and Guangtian Pusheng, but the price is that Guangtian Pusheng will not make Luo Chuan's deeds, name and appearance public. Regarding the protagonist of the incident two months ago, the legendary mysterious genius will only be circulated in a small area of ​​the Taoist temple.

For Luo Chuan, all this is exactly what he wants. It is safe and saves a lot of trouble.
Chapter completed!