Tian Yuan

Chapter 2230 Try

Xiao Shuzi answered truthfully: "I don't know."

Xiao Shuzi was really unsure how long Chen Qingyuan would stay in the Daoyan Xuantu.

It could be a hundred years, or it could be thousands of years.

Only when Chen Qingyuan figures it out, or can no longer withstand the pressure of Daoyan Xuantu, can it end and return to reality.

Although she didn't know the exact time, An Xiruo didn't show any disappointment. Her expression remained unchanged and her tone was calm: "Yeah."

We have waited for hundreds of thousands of years, so a little while won’t make a difference.

"Girl, do you want to go somewhere else and chat?"

I have nothing to do, so Xiao Shuzi sincerely invites you.

"Listen to big brother."

An Xiruo nodded in agreement.

Xiao Shuzi wanted to learn more about Chen Qingyuan's past, while An Xiruo wanted to learn about the life of Emperor Taiwei.

The two sides looked at each other and understood each other tacitly.

So, the two of them went to an elegant place, brewed tea and chatted.

……

Daoyan’s mysterious diagram, within a strange space.

Chen Qingyuan's battle with the humanoid puppet significantly improved his understanding of the ways of the emperors.

After fighting for a long time, he was already able to fight back and forth with the humanoid puppet.

Although Chen Qingyuan has not entered the realm of the Great Emperor, his every move is full of ancient imperial patterns, showing the emperor's majesty and dignity. He is in an extremely special forbidden area.

Boom!

Every clash of extreme techniques would cause this space to violently shake, presenting a scene of countless destruction. However, after the space exploded, it would return to its original state in a very short time.

It was repaired for a moment, and then it was smashed to pieces again.

The cycle repeats itself over and over again, and I don’t know when it will stop.

“Almost, but still unable to integrate into the Dao body.”

Chen Qingyuan encountered a difficult problem and frowned.

He cherished this opportunity very much. Through discussing Dao with the humanoid puppet, he quickly mastered the core magic of the Dao of the Emperors. However, integrating these imperial Dao rules into the Dao of Samsara was not a simple matter.

Tried many times without success.

Allowing the reincarnation body to refine the core rules of many ancient emperors will give the body a chance to reach perfection.

At present, the body of reincarnation has reached perfection.

There is still a long way to go before we reach perfection.

"What's the problem?"

Chen Qingyuan was thinking about this question while fighting with the humanoid puppet.

His goal was not to defeat the humanoid puppet with the same means, but to thoroughly comprehend the imperial rules contained in the Daoyan Xuantu.

Buzz——Hua——

During this battle, countless red spider lilies grew in every corner of the special space.

Flowers bloom like a dream and then fall apart in an instant.

The next moment, golden light gushed out from below, piercing through the sky and reaching the top of the sky.

The imperial patterns were regularized into thousands of giant pillars that were strong enough to support the sky. The surface of each pillar was engraved with intricate lines, each one different and with boundless Taoist rhythm.

Horrifying black holes formed from time to time, their number increasing. As the two sides engaged in fierce fighting, the black holes created by the residual power rules collapsed and vanished in just a few breaths.

"What's missing?"

After a long time, Chen Qingyuan still couldn't break through this bottleneck. He frowned and fell into deep thought.

"I have already mastered the origin of each imperial rule. Why can't I integrate it with the Dao body?"

Relying on his extraordinary talent, Chen Qingyuan has mastered dozens of imperial laws and has reached a proficient level in all of them.

In short, he can easily perform dozens of magical imperial techniques.

"Is it because I failed to carry the destiny and missed an opportunity?"

After trying many methods, the results remained unchanged. Therefore, Chen Qingyuan thought of the opportunity to attain enlightenment, and his thoughts became heavy.

If this is true, then things will be troublesome and I don’t know how to break the deadlock.

He wanted to fully integrate the ways of all emperors, use them for his own benefit, improve his own strength, and lay the foundation for his journey to defy the will of heaven and prove his way.

To accomplish this, one must be guided by the opportunity to attain enlightenment.

Under normal circumstances, this is simply impossible.

For example: A shop in the secular dynasty is recruiting clerks under the age of 20, who must have more than 30 years of work experience. This is a hard requirement and cannot be changed.

"Try again! Maybe I guessed wrong."

Chen Qingyuan had already tried everything he could think of. Continuing to persevere was not very promising.

There was only one chance to enter the Daoyan Xuantu, and it would be best if one could deduce the Dao of Reincarnation to perfection. This would greatly increase the success rate of achieving the Dao against the will of heaven.

In this way, Chen Qingyuan began to boldly try and make mistakes. As long as it did not harm his own foundation, there would be no problem.

A few months later, his breathing became disordered and his face looked slightly pale.

There were dozens of hideous wounds on his body, blood was gushing out, soaking his clothes, and he looked in a miserable state.

The scars all over Chen Qingyuan's body were not caused by the humanoid puppet, but by his own reckless experiments.

"Without the foundation of the imperial way, there can be no complete integration. There will always be flaws and it will never be perfect."

After some effort, Chen Qingyuan came to an accurate conclusion.

"That's all."

It cannot be forced, so Chen Qingyuan put away that thought.

boom!

After making the decision, an extremely terrifying Taoist power surged out from Chen Qingyuan's body, unleashing the shackles and bursting out with the invincible style that a reincarnation Taoist body should have.

Boom!

The humanoid puppet that attacked from the front again trembled suddenly and tried to resist, but it could not hold on for just a breath. It quickly descended and smashed through the space below, revealing a desolate abyss with a diameter of more than 100,000 miles.

The imperial pattern rules entangled in various parts of the humanoid puppet's body shattered in an instant, and it could not withstand Chen Qingyuan's full force. The strength of the two was not in the same dimension.

"That's it!"

Chen Qingyuan stood on a high place, looking down at the humanoid puppet suppressed at the end of the abyss, looking down on the world with an indifferent expression.

The humanoid puppet understood Chen Qingyuan's meaning, its fighting spirit disappeared, and its momentum dropped sharply.

Then, Chen Qingyuan raised his hand and waved it, dispelling the power of the Taoist body that covered this special space. In the blink of an eye, it returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.

Boom!

The humanoid puppet took a step forward, reaching into the sky, and stared at Chen Qingyuan from a hundred feet away, indifferent and silent.

"Thanks for the advice."

Chen Qingyuan changed into a clean, light-colored brocade robe, looking less disheveled. He took a few steps forward and bowed to the humanoid puppet, expressing his gratitude and respect.

The strength of the humanoid puppet surpasses that of a quasi-emperor, but it does not reach the level of a great emperor.

With Chen Qingyuan's current incredible strength, if he gets serious, he can suppress it with just a flip of his hand.

Although the humanoid puppet has integrated many imperial patterns and Taoist rhymes, it cannot condense the Taoist fruit. Of course, it is not as good as the real ancient emperor and cannot exert the true mysterious power of the imperial magic.

"May your great path be successful."

The humanoid puppet, which had been silent all this time, finally spoke at this time. His voice was hoarse and cold, without a trace of emotion.