: Yiran Peak.

"Old fellows, you mustn't drag my good grandson down. Practice, practice immediately..

"Hahaha, I'm getting stronger and stronger as I grow up. The arrogance is getting bigger and bigger. After this, we can't seem to be too exhausted. If we do it, we'll all do it quickly.".

We can't be a bunch of burden children around Young Master, but we have to share the burden for Young Master and become his right-hand assistants. If necessary, we can contribute to him…"Li Xukun, Li Daji, Li Hongchou, Li Jinglei.

Li Huaying, Li Tianba, Li Qingfeng, Wu Kaishan.

Chu Qingwu, Chu Feige, Mo Xiangran, Yi Susu.

Each of the four of them held an Immortal Killing Sword, an Immortal Killing Sword, an Immortal Entrapment Sword, and an Immortal Annihilation Sword. They had already begun to practice their respective Immortal Killing Sword Formation..

The three Immortal Slaying Sword Formations, known as the most ferocious in the world, had already taken shape..

... in Qian Tai Immortal Palace.

Elder Crane, Elder Zhou, and Elder Yi, who had received the order, had also taken action. They were prepared to gather the disciples of the Immortal Palace first and form 300 groups of 10,000 people to form the Ten Thousand Immortal Sword Formation..

Then, he selected 300 of the most stable and outstanding disciples from the 300,000-person group to control the Sword Soul Banner and become the core figures in control of the formation..

The 300 Ten Thousand Immortal Sword Formation of Nine Heavens, Ten Earths and One of Ten Fierce was about to enter operation…Heaven Dao Library Tower, second floor..

It's a quiet study..

Fixed dust floated in the air. What entered Li Congxin's mind seemed to be that time and space had stopped. In his eyes, there was a picture that seemed to be frozen..

In the simple room, there was a bookcase engraved with ancient patterns. On one side was an inkstone that would not dry even if the sea was dry and the stone was rotten. On the other side was a piece of white paper that had been placed on the table for an unknown period of time..

An old man was sitting on a worn-out futon behind a desk. One hand was holding the tail of the sleeve of the other hand, while the other hand was holding a pen in midair, as if he was about to place his pen on the white paper on the desk..

But it never falls..

It seemed like the picture was frozen, time was still, and he had been in this position for an unknown period of time..

It could be 10,000 years..

Or maybe 100,000 years..

Even, it has been more than a million years, tens of millions of years! When he came to the second floor of the book tower, he was like Li Congxin standing in a still space. He did not destroy the atmosphere and artistic conception here, but first looked at the old man quietly..

The old man looked very old. His beard and hair were all white. His white hair bulged without wind. In the void, he maintained a fluffy floating state but the picture was still..

A kind of spontaneous temperament, let him suddenly understand the nine celestial beings, as if the ethereal high unattainable, awe.

It is as pure and gentle as the vast earth, which teaches people to admire.

However, he was not as energetic as the old gods in the hearts of the world. Instead, he frowned and looked old and dispirited..

He's, like, thinking about something.

But I couldn't think about it, so I couldn't finish writing for a long time..

He was immersed in thought. Because he had thought for too long, the powerful immortal power he emitted had already fixed himself in time..

It's stabilized..

No matter how much time was lost in the outside world, time on the second floor of his book tower would always be conserved..

The ink on the nib will never dry.

Li Congxin could sense that his old body contained extremely vast Confucian cultivation. Every strand of his white hair floating in the void could turn into a Confucian mighty figure if it fell into the mortal world..

Even though Li Congxin had read all the books in the Heaven's Path Library Tower, the old man on the second floor still gave him the feeling that he had met an extraordinary person..

How high is this man's knowledge? He was sacrificed to billions of books. He is like the second floor of this book tower. He can be as tall as two floors! Hiss ~, how f * cking tall! Li Congxin used his Eye of Truth to probe again..

Character: Zhang Daoran.

Identity: Confucian Saint of All Worlds.

Lifespan: 1,800 years old.

Cultivation: infinitely close to the quasi-immortal emperor.

This old man could be said to be the ancestor of Li Congxin's elegant and beautiful student Mo Xiangran, and he was also a terrifying powerful being infinitely close to a quasi-immortal emperor..

I couldn't help but feel a little excited..

The Myriad World Sword God Gu Canghai and the Myriad World Scholar Saint Zhang Daoran had never expected that among the two ancient towers that the system had 'moved' for him, there was actually a universe big shot who could become a quasi-immortal emperor with just a thought..

Of course, this difference in thinking may be permanent..

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It is also possible that it is just a thought..

Obviously, for this old Confucian saint Zhang Daoran, it should be permanent..

Otherwise, he wouldn't be here..

Zhang Daoran cultivated Confucianism and Taoism. If he could not write down, he would be unable to see through it. He could not open the fog in front of him and uncover his own secrets..

Therefore, he was unable to take a step forward and become a stronger quasi-immortal emperor..

Fortunately, he was lucky enough to meet Li Congxin..

If Li Congxin is willing to help him, perhaps he will get a turnaround..

After seeing through everything, Li Congxin stretched out a hand and gently budded in the void..

Instantly, the static space and time, the fixed laws and principles, all dissipated continuously in his sleeves..

Tick! A drop of ink fell from the tip of Zhang Daoran's brush onto the white paper, exploding into a small ink flower..

His aged body trembled, and Zhang Daoran's long-standing consciousness returned..

Someone was able to break his restriction. He could not help but ask in shock,"Who are you?" He looked at Li Congxin and looked at him with a shocked expression..

Bone age, 18 years.

Gear of Destiny, 18 years old..

The person who broke the spatial restriction created by him with immortal magic power was actually a young man who was not yet weak!.

Then, I was even more surprised..

"This young man's cultivation is only at the sixth level of True Immortal! How can a mere sixth level True Immortal break through his immortal technique and Dao power? With his strength that is infinitely close to that of a quasi-Immortal Emperor, he can kill thousands of True Immortals in a moment, let alone write angrily.".

A suspicious look.

Could it be that this youth in front of him was too mysterious? What he saw was just an illusion and he couldn't judge his true situation? Yes! It must be! To be able to come to the second floor meant that he had read all the books on the first floor, billions of books!18 years old! What kind of joke is this? I don't know where this young man in front of me comes from, but he is definitely unfathomable! This youth has a divine face and an outstanding temperament. His knowledge is probably not inferior to mine! After a few seconds, Li Congxin had already thought about many things. He immediately raised his long sleeves and bowed elegantly."Who are you, young friend? Why are you here?" Li Congxin returned the greeting..

"I just came here by mistake..

He smiled and said,"I am the owner of this book.".

"Oh, so it is..

This boy is too confused, Zhang Daoran's heart is not solved..

He was not surprised at all. The Heavenly Dao Library Tower he had built was regarded as a supreme treasure by all worlds. In order to fight for this tower, it had even caused several bloody cases of destruction. In the past millions of years, this book tower had changed owners several times..

Everyone in the world would snatch it and treat it as the sect's treasure. However, they didn't know that the senior who built it was in seclusion in the tower..

Because, no one can read the first floor of the book.

So, no one has been able to get to the second floor in millions of years..

Zhang Daoran lives in seclusion on the second floor, and no one knows..

Li Congxin asked,"I see that Senior is penning here, causing space and time to freeze. Could it be that Senior is writing a book here?" Zhang Daoran was surprised."How do you know that I am writing a book?" Li Congxin smiled brightly."Because I am writing something else, I don't need to think for so long. I don't need to think so deeply.".

"Writing a book is really a nerve-wracking job!".

"The road feels so deep..

Knowing that Li Congxin was also a knowledgeable person, he had a friendly feeling of meeting people of the same kind, and he did not hide it: "I want to write a book. This book will be named" Above the Tao,"but I have not been able to comprehend the first stroke or write the first word.".

"Above the Dao!" Li Congxin asked,"What is that?" He had become an encyclopedia of the universe, but as soon as this old man opened his mouth, he actually came up with something that exceeded his knowledge and burned his CPU. He couldn't understand why..

"What is it?" Zhang Daoran also had an expression that his CPU had already dried up. He smiled bitterly and said,"If I could figure out that little clue, I wouldn't have been here for millions of years.".

Instead, he asked Li Congxin,"Little friend, do you also write books?" Talking is just a matter of meeting his liking. Li Congxin thought,"I have thought of writing a book, but I am not interested in the illusory 'Dao Above'. I care more about the real things around me, such as family, love, friendship..." After thinking for a while, he smiled and said,"When I am free, I will write a book called My Emperor Father.".

Then, he pulled back to Zhang Daoran and said in a joking tone,"Senior, you have been frozen for a long time. You have dried up and petrified. In the end, you really didn't hold back a word?""Sigh!" Zhang Daoran helplessly said,"Yes, all of this stems from the fact that your own realm is not enough. If you can't step into the fog, you will never be able to walk out of the fog, penetrate the fog, and find clues above the Tao.".

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