Replenishment update.

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Meng Chuan left the dark red space and sat down directly cross-legged among the forests of Qianyuan Mountain.

Shaking, dizziness, and feeling of drifting, all kinds of sensations impacted Meng Chuan.

These Chaos Lords have been imprisoned by eternal existence because of taboos, and their number is also limited. The eternally-existing named disciple has only once slashed the quota. But because of the eternal existence of the rules set by the ‘speak out the law’, beheading in Qianyuan Mountain can perfectly swallow it, completely swallowing the opponent’s power, and forming the most suitable talent for oneself.

Such an opportunity, Zhenxi is incomparable.

Meng Chuan used this opportunity on the Lord of Chaos, the Wise Man.

A moment after the mysterious power was integrated into Meng Chuan's Yuanshen, a huge amount of memory finally poured into Meng Chuan's mind.

"Boom~~~"

Cultivating into the Eight Tribulations Realm of the Primordial God, Meng Chuan’s Primordial God can withstand so much, but the surging memory still made Meng Chuan unable to think for a moment.

The instillation of these memories lasted for more than ten breaths before Meng Chuan could endure it.

"Perfectly swallowing this Chaos Lord, what is the memory?" Meng Chuan was surprised, what kind of talent he thought it was, who would think it is a vast memory.

Meng Chuan tried to understand these memories.

The memory instilled more than ten breaths, but it took more than six hours to understand it. If you know that Meng Chuan can read a huge amount of information with one thought, this time he has read it for so long.

"It turns out that this is the reason why this Chaos Lord is called a'wise man'?" Meng Chuan knew it.

After reading it, he understood thoroughly.

The Lord of Chaos, the Wise Man, encountered the Abyss when he was only a chaotic creature in the Five Tribulations Realm. The Abyss was already at the top level of the Eight Tribulations Realm at that time. It swallowed countless creatures in time and space and contained them in his body. Was swallowed in and became one of the countless creatures in the abyss, experiencing cruel competition in it.

In the growth of competition, the wise man becomes a chaotic creature in the Seven Tribulations Realm, and is qualified to occupy an abyss alone. It transforms its own abyss, and its transformation makes the abyss the most powerful. It surprises the abyss itself and begins to cultivate. it.

Under the advice of the wise man, the entire abyss structure was gradually perfected, and the abyss finally broke through to the limit of the Eight Tribulations Realm, and naturally preferred it. A large number of chaotic creatures in the Seven Tribulations realm, and even the Lord of Chaos, were given to the wise to devour. In this way, the wise man transformed into the lord of chaos. With its help, the abyss becomes bigger and bigger, and it becomes more terrifying even at the limit of the Eight Tribulations Realm.

The eternal personal disciple is just fighting against it.

At this moment, Eternal took action personally, imprisoning the abyss and the wise.

Also today, the wise man was beheaded by Meng Chuan, and what he got was the memory of the wise man.

"A wise man is a hundred monsters, born with one hundred heads, each with a different personality, thinking, and hobbies. It seems to be a hundred completely different creatures, but they have the same memory and form a complete consciousness." Meng Chuan Secretly said, "These one hundred heads deliberately pursue different paths of cultivation, especially if they swallow too many chaotic creatures in the abyss, they can naturally swallow the memories of other creatures."

"Swallowing too much memory, knowing more and more."

"One hundred heads, one hundred paths of spiritual practice?" Meng Chuan exclaimed.

I only walk one path-paint a road!

This wise man walked a hundred paths at the same time, one for each head. Painting Dao is also one of them. It is just the achievements of the wise men in "painting Dao", and it feels like the level of Mengchuan's Six Tribulations.

There are so many roads that can't stand the wise.

Painting Dao, Shinto Dao, Xin Dao, Dream Dao, World Dao, Fu Dao, Formation Dao...These roads are not groped by the wise, but they are gradually integrated by the memory of countless creatures in the abyss. , So the realm of each road is not high, the high is about the seven-tribulation realm level, and the low is about the six-tribulation realm level.

Although it was relying on devouring memories to finally get out of Hundred Paths, Meng Chuan was still amazed.

Because he knows very well that to take any path, one must be sincere. Just like ‘painting the Tao’, you need a pair of eyes to paint the world. The same goes for other roads.

This wise man is indeed extremely talented. His "Hundred Hearts" walked a hundred paths, and each path was sincerely liked by the "Mind" and had talent. Only in this way can we finally get out of the "Hundred Paths".

"The reason why it is called a wise man is because he himself comprehends everything, he comprehends a hundred ways at the same time."

"Hundreds of roads confirm each other, and the "intersection" of understanding is what the wise believe is absolutely correct. It is also by this method that it continuously deduces the structure of the abyss and makes the abyss more perfect and stronger." Meng Chuan marveled.

The intersection of a hundred ways of comprehension?

Can it still be like this?

Although the chance of being an eternal disciple, the only time to perfectly swallow chaotic creatures, the only gain is memory.

But the memory of the "Hundred Paths" is too precious, and Meng Chuan is very satisfied.

He feels that he can use his own ‘painting the Dao’ to draw on the various advantages of a hundred Dao Dao.

This is how practice should be, all roads lead to the ultimate goal-eternity! One hundred ways can be used as a resource for one's own painting ways.

I can’t do the same as a wise man, because I have to be sincere in the road to go far! Normal creatures can only follow one path.

"call."

Meng Chuan was in a happy mood, and the fundamental ‘painting way’ of his practice was expected to be improved, so he was naturally happy.

When he opened his eyes with a smile, he saw a black and white beast looking at him with his eyes wide open.

Meng Chuan was shocked, he didn't even feel it.

"Senior Thousand Hands." Meng Chuan got up and saluted.

"Now, you can call me Senior Brother." The black and white strange beast grinned upwards and said.

Meng Chuan was overjoyed.

Killing the Lord of Chaos means that he has passed the test, he can be regarded as a disciple of the eternal existence, so he can call his brother?

"Meng Chuan, meet Senior Brother Qianshou." Meng Chuan saluted respectfully.

The black and white strange beast threw its claws and threw a piece of jade talisman: "Refining it."

Meng Chuan took the jade talisman, and as soon as the power of the soul penetrated, the jade talisman immediately merged into the soul of Meng Chuan, causing a faint flame mark to appear on the center of Meng Chuan's forehead.

"From now on, you can barely count as a disciple of the master." said the black and white monster.

When Meng Chuan was refining jade symbols, he understood a lot of information.

For example, the name of the master.

For example, the Master’s Dongfu and the ninety-nine other courtyards are located.

"Reluctantly?" Meng Chuan was puzzled.

"If you pass the test, of course you are considered a master disciple." said the black and white monster. "Strictly speaking, you have to go to the master's cave house, "Green Volcano", and get the master's personal approval."

Meng Chuan nodded slightly.

As a disciple, you can use the secret method to form a space-time transmission channel and rush from Qianyuan Mountain to Qinghuo. Even in the Eight Tribulations Realm of the Primordial God, it takes ten years.

"When you arrive at Qingshan Mountain, you have to wait for the summoning. Master may sleep for hundreds of millions of years. When the summoning will take place, it will naturally depend on Master's wishes." said the black and white monster.

"Understood." Meng Chuan nodded, and the Eight Tribulations Realm jumped out of the long river of time and space, waiting patiently no matter how long.

But there is not much time left to cross the robbery, and I can't wait.

"The most important thing for you now is to cross the calamity." said the black and white monster. "The master is very laissez-faire to the disciples and allows the disciples to cultivate and grow. Even if they encounter danger and encounter a major enemy, they will die. Master will also kill the disciples. Recovered from time and space. But there is one thing... when the life span is over, the master can't save it."

"Who decides the life limit? In fact, it is the rule of endless time and space. I think you deserve to die." said the black and white monster. "Are those six calamities and seven calamities really aging to the point of death? It's just the rules of endless time and space. Think they are getting old and **** time."

"The rules of endless time and space cannot be violated. Only after surviving the ninth catastrophe can you be completely detached and truly eternal."

"You are now facing the eighth calamity. If you can't survive, you will have to die. Endless time and space determine that you have to die, and if the master takes you back, you will be annihilated again." said the black and white monster.

Meng Chuan understands.

The endless time and space want you to die, and the master can't save it.