Archean Eon Art

Meng Chuan watched from the side: "This is the speed of practice that peerless wizards should have. Junior Brother Yan is five years younger than me, but he reached the 'Peak of the Dao Realm' earlier than me. Junior Brother Xue Feng is five years older than me. They have all reached the 'Legislative Realm'. But I am still stuck in Dao Realm Dacheng."

Aware of the gap, Meng Chuan did not underestimate himself.

There are hundreds of millions of people in the world, and every generation will have great talents, and no one can surpass everyone in everything. It's good to recognize your own strengths and weaknesses. Your own strength is that you are very good at Yuanshen. The shortcoming is that the improvement of your skill level is relatively slow, and it is only slower than Xue Feng, Yan Chitong and others.

"It doesn't matter if the realm of skill is slower. As long as you practice steadily, once you reach the fifth level of Yuanshen and the realm of the law, you can cultivate to the blood-dropping state." Meng Chuan secretly said, "At the blood-dropping state, I will surpass the demon king in underground hunting and killing. Now ten times more, one person will surpass the efficiency of all gods and demons in the world, and then I can make my greatest contribution!"

Blood dripping will be his most dazzling moment.

As for wanting to shine brighter?

The seventh level of Yuanshen is also auxiliary to the human race, unless reaching the "eighth level of Yuanshen" can end the war. However, it is still certain to become the seventh level of Yuanshen with one's own talent, and become the eighth level of Yuanshen? The hope is really slim, even if it is achieved, it may be hundreds or even thousands of years later. Will the monster race give the human race that long?

"At the Blood Drop Realm, hunt down the demon kings of the world. If you kill enough, it will be enough to affect the war. Maybe we will win."

"If you win...the world will be peaceful."

"that would be great."

"You can stay with Qiyue and really live a happy life." Meng Chuan showed a smile, that was the happiest day.

Although he vowed to kill all the monsters in the world since he was a child, he was willing to fight with his life.

But what we really long for the most is peace in the world.

"Continue to practice." Meng Chuan turned his head to look at the dazzling purple thunder that tore through the darkness, and then swung the demon-slaying knife in his hand.

...

In the distance, King Zhenwu glanced at Meng Chuan, who was starting to practice again, and nodded secretly: "Don't be confused by the outside world, and practice steadily. No wonder you can have the top king's strength at a young age."

King Zhenwu knows how important the state of mind is.

Some people have high talents, but they are ecstatic when they succeed, anxious when they fall behind, and often compare themselves with their peers. When you are young, it is a good thing to strive for the first place.

But for a truly peerless powerhouse, 'comparison is so strong' is not a good thing.

The true "mind like a mountain" is more conducive to practice, and the mind is as calm as a mountain. No matter whether you are in adversity or adversity, you can move forward steadily and at the fastest speed, surpassing yesterday's self again and again.

"This Meng Chuan's talent is the worst among the three little guys." An Haiwang glanced at it and didn't care about it any more.

He even forgot about his son Xue Feng, so naturally he didn't care about Meng Chuan.

In his heart, there is only practice.

He has practiced for many years and only believes in one thing - relying on others is not as good as relying on oneself!

He abandoned everything that could affect him, and all his thoughts were in his practice. Reaching the 'Dongtian Realm' in a hundred years is also related to his decisive mentality. King Zhenwu is not as good as King Anhai at this age.

*****

In the ninth month since he came to the gap between the worlds, Meng Chuan is still practicing his knife diligently.

In the distance, the purple thunder is like a big tree, and the scene of countless electric snakes tearing through the darkness is so shocking and beautiful. Even after watching it again and again, Meng Chuan is still shocked by its beauty.

He was immersed in that beauty and kept practicing the knife.

"Wow."

With a slash, the ripples in the void separated to the two sides, turning into a dazzling lightning.

"Huh?" This knife caught the attention of Yan Chitong, Xue Feng, King Zhenwu, and King Anhai. At their level, they are very sensitive to their surroundings. Meng Chuan has practiced swords for a long time, and when his sword skills change, he can't hide it from those four.

"Congratulations to Brother Meng." Yan Chitong walked over with a smile, and Xue Feng also walked over.

In addition to practicing, they also often exchange ideas.

The result of the sparring...

It was being abused by Meng Chuan!

The knife technique is too fast and too fierce! Even if he didn't use the meta-mystery technique, didn't use the supernatural powers, and didn't use the evil spirit domain. Simply relying on the brute force of the 'immortal realm' body and the world's best speed... Yan Chitong and Xue Feng have no temper at all. Every time Meng Chuan's knife was easily placed on the necks of Yan Chitong and Xue Feng.

The strength of the top king gods and demons is much stronger than that of Yan Chitong. Even Xue Feng can only be regarded as the threshold of becoming a king, god and demon.

"Brother Meng's saber is getting faster and faster, and it is becoming more difficult to resist." Xue Feng shook his head.

"Brother Xue, when you step into the king of gods and demons, you will have the realm of infinity, and your true essence will transform, and you may be able to block it." Yan Chitong joked.

Xue Feng smiled and didn't say much.

Zi Yuhou, that is the older generation of Fenghou gods and demons who have long realized the realm of the law. He has accumulated profound knowledge and possesses strength comparable to ordinary kings and gods and demons. They all died at the hands of a great demon king of the five heavens.

And the Great Demon King of the Five Heavens died in the hands of Meng Chuan again.

Xue Feng knew the gap.

"I was able to practice "Golden Wind Fifteen Swords" because I had an adventure." Xue Feng looked at Meng Chuan, curious in his heart, "And Meng Chuan's skill level is not high, but he has the power of top kings and demons. I'm afraid There are also special occasions."

He can only guess, because he doesn't even know the existence of Cangyuan Cave.

For eight hundred years...

At the beginning of Yuan Dynasty, only five disciples were allowed to enter the Cangyuan Cave, King Zhenwu, King Anhai, and Meng Chuan all entered.

King Zhenwu also came over. He knew very well that for the sect and the human race, the presence of Meng Chuan was the most important thing! Before coming, the three venerables all secretly entrusted King Zhenwu: "If there is an accident in the gap between the worlds, Meng Chuan must be kept at all costs."

"At all costs?" King Zhenwu was surprised.

"We gave Meng Chuan life-saving things, but in the gap between the worlds, life-saving things are useless. So you must be optimistic about him. He will become a king of gods and demons in the future, chasing and killing demon kings, and one person can surpass all gods and demons in the world."

"Oh? Then even if I risk my life, I will protect Junior Brother Meng." Zhenwu King promised at the time, so after entering the gap between the worlds, Zhenwu King was always near Meng Chuan when he encountered the monster race.

...

King Zhenwu walked up to Meng Chuan, Yan Chitong, and Xue Feng, and said with a smile, "Congratulations to Junior Brother Meng. Does Junior Brother Meng have any ideas about breaking through to the legal realm?"

"Difficult." Meng Chuan shook his head, "Watching the birth of the world, he knew the direction, but he became more confused and didn't know how to achieve it."

"Take your time, from the peak of the Dao Realm to the Law Realm, it's already very difficult." King Zhenwu comforted him, and then he looked at Yan Chitong and Xue Feng again, "Don't relax, Xue Feng, your primordial spirit is too slow to cultivate. , As for Junior Brother Yan... you are lacking the most in the realm of law and primordial spirit."

Yan Chitong bowed his head obediently: "Yes, what the senior brother taught you is."

A few of them were chatting here, King An Hai glanced at them and continued to practice, ignoring them.

...

Time passed day by day.

It has entered the tenth month between the worlds, and Meng Chuan looked at the birth scene of the world in the distance with some confusion.

"How to break through to the legal realm? I can't figure it out at all."

"How do Yin and Yang combine?"

"That's all."

"With the opportunity of the gap between the worlds, it took me more than ten years to cultivate to the peak of Dao of the Sword. It may really take thirty or fifty years to reach the realm of law." Meng Chuan made a conclusion based on the practice time of other gods and demons in history. Inferred, this is a rational judgment.

"I've been practicing for so long, let's indulge in the last two or three months." Meng Chuan's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help it anymore.

with a wave.

Wow.

A big stone appeared next to it, which was taken out directly from the Dongtian Fazhu.

"Hoohoo." The Dark Star Domain directly cut the boulder, so that the boulder was cut into a painting table and a stone bench.

Meng Chuan sat on the stone bench, looked at the smooth table case, nodded with satisfaction, and waved his hand, and paint trays, paper, and brushes began to appear on the table again. When he was not in the world, he would draw almost every day. No matter how busy the underground exploration is, he sacrifices part of his sleep time to paint, and painting is the time he enjoys most every day. He hasn't painted since he came to the world, and his hands have been itchy for a long time.

the most important is……

"The scene of the birth of the world is so beautiful. It would be a pity if it is not painted." Meng Chuan took a deep breath and began to adjust the paint, but his eyes looked excitedly at the scene of the birth of the world.

"What is Senior Brother Meng doing?" Yan Chitong stared blankly, while Meng Chuan made tables and stools out of thin air, took out paper and brushes, and was still working on paints.

"What is he doing?"

King Zhenwu and Xue Feng were also somewhat enlightened.

King An Hai glanced at it, frowned, and showed a hint of confusion.