"Above the Daozun realm, there is the more powerful and mysterious Tongtian Dao realm. Those who reach this realm often choose to venture into the heavens and gain fame for generations, but there are also many who hide in the world. The powerful ones among them, such as Pingtian, are existences that those in the heavens dare not easily provoke. Even the old man in the Dragon Palace outside the cliff is a well-known weirdo in the heavens and the world. However, these strange people often hide in the abyss and swamps, either playing in the mountains and distant waters, or establishing a sect in the overseas Taoist world, and rarely pay attention to worldly affairs. Therefore, the top figures in the world, and even in the seven states, are nothing more than Daozun, the supreme human beings of the same realm as me."

In the Tianji Dao Mansion on the cliff, three teachers were doing the last homework with their apprentices. Boss Tu, who was wearing a brand new black warrior uniform, said to Camden with a gleam between his eyebrows.

At this moment, he had swept away the decadence of the past seven years, and even the shaggy beard on his face had been cleaned up. He looked no different from an ordinary warrior in his early thirties, full of ambition.

Camden sometimes looked into the distance, and sometimes quietly played with the bronze mirror taken from the outer wall of the secret room, wondering what he was thinking.

"You little bastard, what are you doing?" Seeing Camden's absent-mindedness, Boss Tu slapped Camden on the head and shouted angrily, "You little bastard, you didn't listen carefully in the last class! I've been roaming the world for so many years, but this is the first time I've been a sour and smelly teacher. You're so disrespectful!"

"You've been roaming the world?" Camden hugged his head and dodged Boss Tu's two consecutive moves. His mouth twitched slightly and he said, "You've been roaming the world and unified the martial arts world. You're one of the best heroes in the world. Alas... It's a pity that you lost your integrity in your later years and were caught here to be a boy guarding the Taoist temple. It's really the biggest tragedy in the world."

"Hmph, you little bastard..."

Boss Tu rolled his eyes and snorted heavily. Before he finished speaking, Camden, who realized that something was wrong, had easily jumped five steps away. Camden, who had experienced the Hidden Image Tribulation, crossed the Dao Talent realm overnight and directly reached the Dao Sheng Di level. The Dao Sheng realm can already initially comprehend the mysterious Dao. As long as the Dao force can be condensed, circulated throughout the body, and condensed to reality, it can reach the Dao Master realm.

He jumped two stages from a person with no cultivation to the Sheng level. Even though his three masters were well prepared, they were dumbfounded and slightly jealous. This innate hidden image can ignore the gap between levels, which is really against the sky.

However, Boss Tu and the others didn't care much. No matter how evil Camden's hidden image body was, it was impossible for him to reach the Zun level overnight. Maybe it was a little faster at the beginning, but the breakthrough of cultivation in the future would not be so trivial.

Although Camden's current cultivation is still nothing in front of these high-ranking Dao Zun masters, it is already a huge surprise for him who has been waiting for so many years. Moreover, it is not just this one Dao. In the past seven years, the other three Daos taught to him by Tu Lao Da and his three friends: Martial Dao, Confucian Dao, and Wei Dao have all reached the Sheng level. At this time, if he is placed among the disciples of the world's aristocratic families, even if he is not a genius, he is also the first eccentric.

According to the progress of cultivation, reaching the Dao Sheng realm at the age of seventeen is only the level of ordinary people. Only when you reach the Dao Master can you be considered a talent. But if you reach the Dao Hou, you are definitely a unique genius among ten thousand.

However, the world today is no longer as prosperous as it was tens of thousands of years ago. Most people only practice martial arts, and even those who know the Xuan Dao are few and far between. Camden did not practice for seventeen years, but practiced four Daos at a time, and all of them reached the second level. If this is spread, Camden is qualified to compete for the title of the first eccentric of Dayu. Dayu Dynasty has always loved eccentrics, especially the royal family. If Camden returns to the capital at this time, the title of the candidate for the imperial son-in-law of Qianluo will surely fall on his head.

This hidden image is indeed magical. Although I can control it now, I still don't quite understand what it is. Camden sighed in his heart, his long eyes looked up at the distant stars, and the white clothes dancing in his mind reappeared, and a faint arc crossed the corner of his mouth.

"Hehe, kid, after generating the hidden image, do you feel that the breath in your body is rising rapidly like the wind and thunder in the polar regions? You have just reached the realm of the living, and you can jump eight steps. When you reach the realm of the venerable, you can jump across the river and split the mountain with your palm. That's really exciting." Boss Tu looked at Camden who was hiding aside jokingly, laughed, and his eyes flickered with distant memories.

"Dao Zun... I want much more than this."

"Oh?" Taoist Jia smiled slightly, raised his eyebrows and looked at Camden, "Jun'er, don't be too ambitious. Although a cultivator of Taoism needs to stick to his heart, he must also be cautious at all times, respect heaven and earth, and abide by the law of Taoism. Although you have generated a rare innate hidden image, it will be much easier for you to break through the realm of Taoism than for us in the future. But the road is difficult and dangerous. The better your luck, the more dangerous the road will be. Remember this."

"Master, Jun'er has generated that hidden image, but he still has no idea what it is."

After Camden finished speaking, the three people opposite him fell into deep thought.

After a long time, Mr. Jian coughed in a pretentious manner, and naturally twisted his orchid fingers and said, "Legend has it that after reaching the realm of Tongtian, the cultivator will gradually realize the connection between himself and the myriad phenomena of the Heavenly Dao, and then generate another existence that transcends the Dao, which is the Zangxiang. The Zangxiang cultivated by masters with cultivation is acquired, and the Zangxiang generated before the Dao Hou is called the innate Zangxiang. However... except for Jun'er, those are all legendary past events. The so-called Zangxiang may be the existence in the body that can sense the general trend of thousands of celestial phenomena. In the world today, apart from those masters who have never appeared in the world, the only geniuses that the masters know of who have cultivated the hidden image are Qi Tian, ​​you, and... Yi Yi who has returned to her original form. This method of generating the hidden image was thought up by Ping Tian. It is said that he spent hundreds of years researching ancient books and cave carvings and cliff carvings left by great sages before him to get the inspiration. However, he tried thousands of people, but only three succeeded. "

After saying that, Mr. Jian looked Camden up and down with a strange light in his eyes, and Camden's hair stood up suddenly.

"Strange, I can't see how you are different from others. This is what the fools call bad luck. You got the chance to become a Taoist priest in one in ten thousand. Tsk tsk."

"Haha, it's all thanks to the teachers who taught me well." Camden had no choice but to avoid Mr. Jian's strange eyes and the strange orchid finger, and then quietly asked Jia Daoren, "You always talk about Qi Tian, ​​then who is he?"

Jia Daoren hesitated slightly, a complex meaning flashed in his eyes, and then smiled at Camden and said, "He... He is... As long as you keep living, you will meet him one day. Maybe, by then, you will definitely get along well."

Camden pouted and stopped asking. This Jia Daoren master, when you don't want to know something, he will definitely chatter with you for a long time, but once your curiosity is aroused, he suddenly acts mysterious and doesn't say a word. For so many years, this guy who pretends to be a ghost has been like this.

After looking at the sky, Boss Tu looked around the Tianji Dao Mansion, turned around decisively, patted Taoist Jia on the shoulder and said, "We should go. After telling Jun'er the last thing, let's go back."

After that, Boss Tu turned to Camden and said in a serious tone, "Jun'er, you must remember. Although Tao is the most fundamental, it is by no means the only one. It is just a realm. Although it is rare for a person with a lower realm to kill a person with a higher realm, it does exist. If you are gifted and have a high-level Taoist technique, it is not impossible to kill a person who is one level higher than you. Throughout the ages, the deeds of these people who defy the heavens have been passed down from generation to generation by the Song Walkers, and there are even legends of Taoist masters fighting against people in the Tongtian realm. Therefore, you need to be cautious and bold on the road of Taoism. You can despise those who are not as good as you, but you must never look down on them. And when you meet those who are above you, you must be respectful, but not timid. "

After a pause, Boss Tu pointed to the Classics Pavilion, "There are several ancient Taoist techniques in that secret room that are regarded as the standard. They were all collected by Pingtian for more than a thousand years by deceiving. Some are complete, some have only a few pages left, and some only have the names of the Taoist techniques on the cover. You remember them all and go to heaven and earth to find them all. Even if you only find a small part, as long as you can take the essence and remove the dross, your Taoism will have a chance to glimpse the unpredictable realm of gods and ghosts. "

After speaking, Boss Tu looked at the high sky greedily and took a deep breath.

"Are you... masters leaving?" Camden asked quietly, suppressing the sadness in his heart.

"A good man should not act like a woman! The world is so big, how can you only stay in one place and miss one person? Besides, we will meet again as master and disciple, as long as you can keep walking on the path of Taoism." After saying that, Tu Laoda laughed and walked out of the Taoist Mansion first.

"Jun'er, we should go back. We left many old friends in the seven states of the world. After so many years, it's time to go back and see. I know that what you miss most is Yiyi. The East China Sea is so vast that we don't know where her Tao soul will be. But she has already given birth to the hidden image, and it will take at most a hundred years to cultivate back to the original Tao realm. Since you have a hundred-year agreement, it will be embarrassing if your realm is lower than hers at that time."

Jia Daoren teased Camden with a fake smile, hesitated, took out the abacus in his arms and handed it to Camden, and then turned to leave.

Camden lowered his head and stroked the counting sticks. He turned his head and suddenly hugged Taoist Jia's neck, whispering in his ear, "Master, I actually saw it a long time ago. You also like Yiyi, right?"

Taoist Jia was stunned, with surprise flashing in his eyes, and then he smiled with relief, "Well, being able to see through people's hearts is the foundation of a cunning person. Jun'er, it seems that you will not lose to me."

Taking a deep look at Camden, Taoist Jia left with his robe.

"Jun'er..."

Seeing Mr. Jian looking at him affectionately, Camden's scalp was cold, and he smiled falsely, "Mr. Jian, you are anxious, well, you go first."

"Hey..."

Mr. Jian sighed, stretched out his hand to stroke the short beard, and his eyebrows were full of interest. In Camden's eyes, it was very much like the prelude of Mr. Jian's preaching in the past. Camden felt warm and a little disappointed in his heart for no reason.

"Jun'er, Master won't say much. Masters can't teach you our best Dao Jue Gongfa, because those are not for you alone. You must understand what Master means. Therefore, you can only go to the secret room to slowly find the Gongfa that suits you. But Master will tell you a secret. There are three Iron-suppressed Suanni beasts on the ninth row of the ninth bookshelf in the Classics Pavilion. Before you leave, put them in your arms, closest to your heart, and warm them with the heat of your heart blood every night at midnight. Take them out after a hundred days and pour three drops of blood on them. That treasure, Masters are just a way to compensate you for your disciple gift." Camden was surprised to find that Mr. Jian actually smiled. Mr. Jian, who was usually a little serious, a little old-fashioned, and a little artificial, seemed to smile at Camden for the first time. It was a smile that Camden had never seen in his life. A long time later, Camden learned from his father that when a teacher who was devoted to Confucianism met the most satisfied student in his life, he would smile so unconstrainedly. "Jun'er, if you hear that there are new masters in the Seven States in a few years, they are the masters. If you still miss the masters, come and meet them." The 17-year-old boy looked at the three figures walking farther and farther away, and raised his eyebrows slightly. "Goodbye, masters. It turns out that I have never been able to understand you. You just keep your weirdest and worst side here, but bury those pure and beautiful things in a corner of your heart, waiting day after day, until now. Release them. Yiyi said that I am a freak... How can I not blame you for having freak masters like you?" After muttering, the 17-year-old boy turned around with a satisfied look and walked towards the Classics Pavilion, where there was the last gift left by the teachers, and his own road had just begun. The road is long, dangerous and hopeful. Camden, who had just walked halfway, felt a wave of fatigue coming over him, and then yawned, and his eyelids gradually drooped. The young man in white touched his head, smiled at the little guy with a contemptuous look, and then found a piece of grass three steps outside the door of the Classics Pavilion, fell down with a "bang", turned over, and fell asleep.

"How about it, I won the bet again. Hahaha, I said that the first thing this kid would do in a while would be to sleep! Miss Jian, hand over your Qingyun Brew to me!"

"Did I say I wanted to bet?"

"Give it to me!"

"No."

"Give it to me!"

"No."

"Stop it