Maximum level of comprehension: guarding the treasury for twenty years

Although my full level comprehension has been tested on Ahua before,

No one but myself can inherit the skills from these ancient swords.

But it stands to reason that the reason why there are residual skills on these ancient swords is

It's because the ancient sword still retains a trace of its owner's charm during his lifetime.

This week Xingchen was unable to improve his understanding even while holding this ancient sword.

Is it true that only one's own level of understanding can benefit from these ancient swords?

Zhou Xingchen rubbed his hands that were stiff from the cold, came to Zhou Yi's side and said with some frustration:

"Brother, the artistic conception of the Dugu Nine Swords is so difficult to understand, it really made you suffer in this Ancestral Temple for more than ten years.

You must have had no one to talk to you for such a long time, so you can only practice these exercises to kill time, right? "

"Actually, it's not bad. It only took me a week to refine the Dugu Nine Swords.

To say that my life above this Ancestral Temple is lonely is not to say. "

A week? When Zhou Xingchen heard Zhou Yi's words, he couldn't help showing a look of shock.

Zhou Yi has not appeared in the Tianlong Dynasty for more than ten years, and the world has gradually forgotten about it.

How evil Zhou Yi was without his cultivation talent before he was deposed.

Zhou Xingchen felt that let alone a week, it would take him another month or even half a year.

There is no way to reach Zhou Xingchen's current height.

Especially regarding the perception of artistic conception, not everyone can force it.

Zhou Yi patted Zhou Xingchen on the shoulder. Even though he couldn't help the other party, he had nothing to do.

After bidding farewell to Zhou Xingchen, Zhou Yi walked straight into Sutra Pavilion.

Zhou Xingchen looked at Zhou Yiyuan's retreating figure, clenching his fists tightly with great reluctance.

Zhou Yi's various talents have been much stronger than his since he was a child. Although Zhou Xingchen is now sitting in the position of prince.

But it still feels unsafe.

He wanted to go back and refine the Dugu Nine Swords. It would be fine if Zhou Yi didn't plan to compete with him for the crown prince position in the future. If you really want to grab it, you must not be too far behind Zhou Yi.

Zhou Xingchen's small movements and expression changes had actually been clearly seen by Zhou Yi through Primordial Spirit perception.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, thinking of the Divine Sword Sect who ordered Xia Kingdom to invade the Tianlong Dynasty.

Presumably, the Tianlong Dynasty is facing such a big crisis, and the position of prince is not something anyone can take.

If that Divine Sword Sect goes crazy and really lets Xia State attack with the goal of destroying the Tianlong Dynasty.

Then whoever sits in the position of prince will be in higher danger.

Zhou Yi had lived in the Ancestral Temple for so many years and had long since wanted to avoid getting involved in right and wrong.

Not to mention the butt-assed crown prince position. From the bottom of his heart, he didn't want to compete with Zhou Xingchen.

After that, Zhou Yi practiced unknowingly for more than three months in the Ancestral Temple.

It was already the cold winter season, and heavy snow fell from the sky.

However, Zhou Yi was still practicing hard by the frozen waterfall, his whole body surrounded by lightning and flames.

The scars on his body healed and reappeared, and reappeared and healed again. After repeated repetitions, Zhou Yi really shed a layer of skin.

But after shedding this layer of skin, Zhou Yi felt that his new skin was tougher.

And smooth and elastic.

After three hours of practice, Zhou Yi stood up from the ground and controlled the Abi Karma Fire.

He melted the frozen waterfall and gave himself a simple shower.

During these more than three months, ancestor Zhou Xixiang recuperated his body and continued to go out to maintain public order in the palace. So far, he has not returned to the Ancestral Temple.

Things in the capital have been dragging on for so long, and Zhou Yi feels more and more likely that the monks sent by the Xia Kingdom are here to cause trouble.

It is not as simple as the ancestor Zhou Xixiang said at the beginning.

Otherwise, according to the current situation, it is impossible that this problem has not been completely solved.

The situation in the Tianlong Dynasty should have been very serious, and the country was in turmoil, but Ling'er, as the leader of the Lingtian Sect.

We cannot interfere too much in this matter.

In the past three months, Ling'er also came to the Ancestral Temple to see Zhou Yi and talk about this matter.

But Zhou Yi still felt that he didn't have a suitable target at this time.

Zhou Yi knew where the Divine Sword Sect was, but if he took action rashly.

I don’t know what the opponent’s ancestor who crawled out of the coffin actually has.

It's not a good thing to expose your side's strength early.

During this period of time, Zhou Yi was actually more concerned about the situation than the situation in the Tianlong Dynasty.

Some time ago, several Monster Race cat monsters came to me and said they wanted to bring the little white cat back to their clan to be their Saintess.

Of course, the little white cat didn't agree to go back to Saintess with these people he didn't know. He just wanted to stay with Zhou Yi.

But Zhou Yi thought about it and now the little white cat has awakened the talented bloodline of the nine-tailed cat demon.

I don’t know anything about this Monster Race either.

The little white cat staying with her was a complete waste of her good talent.

After much consolation, the little white cat finally became unwilling.

He left the Ancestral Temple and followed those cat monsters back on the grounds that he thoroughly understood the bloodline of the other nine-tailed cat monster and transformed into another one.

Zhou Yi returned to the now empty bamboo house and looked at the cat hair scattered on the ground with some emotion.

During the days when the little white cat was away, he really missed each other.

I miss the feeling of holding her in my arms and stroking her head.

Zhou Yi ordered the three ghosts to clean up all the cat hair in the bamboo house, and then he sat cross-legged and meditated on the bed.

A blue flame rose in his hand, and Zhou Yi silently felt the energy contained in the flame.

After this period of practice, the Ben Lei Seal has not changed much except for the improvement in power.

And the color of Abiye Fire finally changed, from the transparent green to the current cyan.

Although it has not really broken away from the category of green in terms of color,

But Zhou Yi felt that it wouldn't be too long before his Abiye fire turned blue.

Putting away the flame, Zhou Yi lit the stove in the house and cooked himself a pot of tea.

I think that I have stayed in this temple for such a long time, and I have never felt how lonely I am.

But now after the little white cat left him, Zhou Yi felt,

It was quite boring to live with no normal people around me except three ghosts.

While drinking tea, Zhou Yi flipped through the Tiandao Lu in his mind and continued to comprehend the Great Dao in this world.

After these few months of sleepless practice, Zhou Yi has almost integrated all the Great Dao.

Now there is only one step away from being able to completely master the way of the world.

Zhou Yi held the tea cup in his hand. After drinking all the tea, Primordial Spirit thought.

Feeling the deduction of the Heavenly Daolu, I integrated all my Great Dao together.

The next moment, Zhou Yi felt as if he had appeared in an inexplicable space.

All kinds of conditions in the world, people's joys, angers, sorrows and joys all flashed before his eyes one by one.

And while Zhou Yi was mastering the way of the world, his body also exuded a gleaming brilliance.

The three phantoms of Daoist behind him, who had comprehended the Forgetting Records of the Supreme Being, appeared again at this moment.

Then they slowly merged into one, forming a circle of light floating behind Zhou Yi's head.