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Chapter 2356

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There was too much to learn about the Tao Realm!

There was no possibility of a sudden flash of inspiration. The reason why the foundation was called the foundation was because it was complicated and trivial. It covered everything, no matter how big or small, was deeply foreshadowed and involved a wide range of things. Only the brain of a half-immortal could hold it. If it was the Yuanying of a Supreme whose brain was not developed enough, they might not be able to hold it!

Lou Xiaoyi was able to store it all because of his extensive knowledge in the realm of Dao. Many pieces of knowledge that might seem completely new to others were nothing more than variations of a certain Great Dao in his eyes.

Therefore, his learning speed was extremely fast. However, even if he had such unique conditions, it took him more than thirty years to fully understand the Tao of Devouring of the Crow Ancestor and gradually form it into something of his own!

Thirty years! It was almost the entire time for a mortal to be most energetic! It was also a golden time limit that a Foundation Establishment cultivator could not waste. However, for a half-immortal to study the Tao Realm, this period of time was really short. Many cultivators might not even be able to get started on a certain Tao in thirty years!

Lou Xiaoyi did not need such a long time. However, he never simply imitated the things he learned. He insisted on his own things, digested and absorbed them. In the end, he formed a devouring system that was different from the Crow Ancestor's. He had such a character. He respected authority and despised it. This was something in his bones. It had never changed after cultivating for more than three thousand years!

After thirty years, his little grand disciple had learned the things of the Crow Ancestor. Therefore, he began to be restless again.

He was a little competitive. He recognized that the Li Sword Ancestor was awesome. However, it could not be that his sword shadow was still so awesome after twenty thousand years, right? If he did not kill him this time, his self-confidence would be a little embarrassing!

Therefore, he withdrew from the Sword Disciple Realm and recuperated again. He adjusted his condition to the best state and went back to kill the Crow Ancestor!

He was very persistent. However, he obviously could not use the Tao of Devouring this time. He decided to use another newly created Tao – the Tao of Heavenly Calamity!

After a few breaths, Lou Xiaoyi, who was embarrassed, fell into a bitter battle again. Just like before, when it came to devouring, Li Wuya was still incomparably powerful in the Heavenly Tribulation. He was still a few streets ahead of him, and he was still beaten to a pulp!

It seemed a little illogical? Could an immortal's ability really reach this level? It wasn't like he hadn't come into contact with immortals before. Immortal rocs collided head-on, and he had even encountered immortals who used immortal artifacts and had immortal roots implanted in them. Although it wasn't easy to deal with them, he still managed to deal with them in the end. Unlike this time, he was beaten like a dog in the field he was most proficient in!

But then again, an immortal who had the Tao of Golden Immortal should be different, right? Since the Crow Ancestor could comprehend the Devouring Technique within a short period of time after becoming an immortal, why couldn't he comprehend the Heavenly Tribulation?

After all, in the message he left for the Heavenly Heavenly Calamity. To an immortal like Crow Ancestor, one or two didn't seem to make a difference.

Therefore, another thirty years! Lou Xiaoyi became the little disciple again. He learned the Tao of Heavenly Calamity from the Tao of Heavenly Calamity. The Tao of Heavenly Calamity was the same as before. He did not kill anyone in the Tao of Heavenly Calamity. He still mainly demonstrated and taught. One taught and the other learned. In this space, the supreme mystery of the universe was revealed.

Time passed by quickly. When Lou Xiaoyi finished learning the Tao of Heavenly Calamity and came out, the number of Swordsman outside the Sword Tao Stele did not decrease. Instead, there were more and more of them!

Sixty years was the life of a mortal. However, for these cultivators who were at least at the Jin Dan level, it was nothing. Curiosity was the most important thing. Moreover, the willow sea was a good place for cultivation. Everyone was happy to gather together. For Swordsman, who often needed to learn from each other, it was not worse than returning home.

The main reason for the increasing number of people was the scattered Swordsman from the Main World. It was not easy for them to come here. However, when they arrived, they found that the Sword Tao Stele had closed the door to all visitors.

There seemed to be no other choice but to stay here and wait! This was not the rice shop on the next street. If there was no rice today, they could come back tomorrow.

Among all the cultivators gathered, there was a half-immortal Swordsman with the highest realm. He came from the distant Five Rings Dome, which was the sect of Sword Ancestor Li. This made the gathering even more natural.

This cultivator's name was Guang Ming. He was actually Escort Lou's Senior Brother. Of course, he was not now. Although his realm had long been caught up and surpassed by Junior Brother Lou, he was still an insurmountable mountain to other Swordsman. He was at the top of the pyramid.

He was the youngest among the group of Yang Gods in Xuanyuan. When everyone was trying their best to enter the Ancient Technique, he chose the Degenerate Realm!

This was his personal choice. The sect had no right to interfere. There were two general reasons for this.

First, the Upper Realm of the Ancient Technique was so far away that it was completely up to the heavens to make a living. For the sake of the Upper Realm of the Ancient Technique, he missed the New Era and established his Dao.

Second, since it was the New Era, who knew how much difference there would be between the Ancient Technique and the Degenerate Realm? Both the Inner and Outer Realm could disappear. Why should he care about the difference between the Ancient Technique and the Degenerate Realm?

Not long after he entered the Degenerate Realm, he came here through the Outer Realm projection. He wanted to see the magic of Ancestor Crow's Sword Dao Stele with his own eyes. But he did not expect to be lonely.

After listening to everyone's description of the Sword Dao Stele, he could not do anything. It was hard to figure out the changes in Ancestor Crow's Sword Dao Stele from the outside.

He was also stubborn. He would not give up until he reached his goal. For the past few years, he had been consolidating his realm here. He had also made many Swordsman friends. Apart from cultivation, he was not bored.

There were also Swordsman who advised him that since the Sword Dao Stele was temporarily closed, there were more than ten other Innate Great Daos in the Heaven's Choice Continent. It was better to take a look elsewhere than to wait here.

This was a good way to save time, but Guang Ming did not think so.

In his opinion, the other Innate Great Daos belonged to others. Only the Sword Dao Stele belonged to Xuanyuan. Before he figured out what was going on, he would not leave!

After waiting for a few years, he was, after all, a Demigod. But he noticed something strange that no one else had noticed.

One day, he inadvertently left the Sword Dao Stele. With another flash, he appeared in the clouds thousands of miles away. The clouds were thick and one could not see through them. Therefore, although there were many Swordsman around the Sword Dao Stele, no one noticed the abnormality.

A monster was tearing a mountain deer apart with its bare hands and eating it happily.

Guang Ming clasped his hands, "Guang Ming, disciple of Xuanyuan. Greetings, fellow Daoist!"

The monster wiped its bloody hand on its mouth, but it only made the blood smell even more. It then chuckled.

"You're from Xuanyuan? I know what you want to ask, but before that, we need to have a drink! Also, I heard that the human's secret food is very delicious. I haven't eaten it for a long time … "

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