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After entering the courtyard, he did not see Mister. Han Yan hesitated for a moment before walking directly to a study room that was not far away.

There was a bookshelf in the study, and on it were all kinds of books, from the Four Books and Five Classics to Astronomical Geography. In front of the bookshelf were two long tables made of black wood. In front of the table stood an old man. He looked to be in his fifties.

He was the teacher of the private school.

Seeing Han Yan walking over, Mister pointed to another table and said indifferently: "Sit!"

Han Yan walked to the table, and did not sit down. Instead, he asked: "Sir, what is the content of today's lecture?"

Mister's expression did not change and he did not reply Han Yan. Instead, he said, "Take up the brush and write a word on that piece of white paper. Remember, write what you want to write. "

Han Yan looked down and saw three things neatly arranged on the table: a piece of white paper, a brush, and an ink stone. Han Yan picked up the brush and dipped it into the ink. Then, he rolled up his sleeves and moved it towards the paper. Han Yan had already thought that this trial should be a test of one's dao heart, but what does this have to do with writing?

Could it be that he could read a person's dao heart from a single word? Or was there another mystery here?

Thinking of this, Han Yan took a deep breath, and was prepared to write a word at any time. However, just as the brush was about to touch the paper, a strange energy suddenly came from the brush. At the same time, all of the thoughts in his head disappeared.

His right hand, which was holding the brush, started to tremble slightly, as though he was not under Han Yan's control at all. His aura suddenly changed, and a faint killing intent started to emanate from his body. Sensing that the killing intent was getting stronger and stronger, Han Yan's face darkened, he bellowed in his heart, and forcefully retracted the killing intent into his body.

In that moment, when the killing intent entered his body, Han Yan's forehead started to perspire. The scene just now seemed simple, but it was actually extremely dangerous. Once the killing intent was released, it would be very difficult to restrain it. If one was a step too late, not only would they be unable to retract the killing intent, it could also cause serious injuries. At the same time, Han Yan was certain that during the three trials, there would definitely be people who could see the situation in the Illusory Realm. Xiahou Tian had said it before, evil beings like the Dao of the Heart would not accept. Although the way of killing could not be considered evil, it was still not the orthodox way.

Therefore, in order to keep the deadline, Han Yan must not release his killing intent.

On the plaza, Xiahou Tian was startled for a moment before speaking with a puzzled tone, "I seemed to have felt a killing intent earlier, why is it gone?"

Sun Yun smiled slightly and said: "Just now, at that moment, I also thought that he comprehended the Way of Death, but who would have thought that the killing intent had dispersed again. There were only two possibilities. The first was that he had comprehended the Dao of Death, and that he had forcefully suppressed it just now. The second reason is that he did not comprehend the path of killing, but rather that instant when he had the urge to kill. "

Thinking about that, Sun Yun laughed bitterly and continued: "However, these two possibilities are not good. If he were to release his killing intent, it would be easier to suppress it. Look! "If the words below are not 'killing', then it proves that his dao heart is not a killing path."

"If he was killed, would the sect still accept him?" Xiahou Tian was more concerned with this issue and immediately asked.

Sun Yun stroked the beard on his chin and said after pondering for a while: "Killing the way is also evil, it is possible to become an orthodox cultivator, and it is also possible to walk the path of a Devil Dao. In these thousands of years, there were many cultivators who killed many Daoists, and all of them were super powerhouse. Those who could control their killing intent well could be counted on one hand. If he truly comprehends the path of death, I am unable to decide whether he accepts it or not. Everything will be decided by the Sect Leader Senior Brother. "

In the illusion, Han Yan raised his head and looked at Master, but Master Lin had closed his eyes, as if he was thinking about something. Seeing that, Han Yan lowered his head once again and looked at the white paper on the table. The brush hovered above the white paper for a long time. After a moment, Han Yan gritted his teeth, his wrist suddenly pressed down, and the brush quickly fell on the white paper.

The moment it landed, the intense killing intent in his heart reappeared. Han Yan endured it and quickly turned the brush. Although the rotation speed of the brush was extremely fast, it seemed as if every stroke used up all of the strength in his body. After writing the entire stroke, it was as if Han Yan was completely exhausted, as he panted heavily.

When he looked at the white paper again, he saw a palm-sized black word at the center — Tyrant!

This word was very powerful and contained a large amount of power. Anyone under the Soul Formation stage who saw this word would be terrified. Even a Soul Formation cultivator couldn't control the power the domineering aura had on them. With this word, the domineering aura in the room suddenly intensified. Mister who had originally closed his eyes suddenly opened them, and a bright light shot out from within.

The old man stared at the word 'tyrant' on the white paper for a long time. Finally, he nodded and said, "Not bad, you can write such an imposing book with a 'tyrant' character. It seems like you have quite a bit of understanding towards tyranny. Unfortunately, your words do not encompass everything. It is clear that you have not fully understood it yet. " After saying that, his voice became serious, and he asked Han Yan: "Do you want to continue writing, or leave this place?"

Han Yan did not even think about it, and asked: "Sir, are there any differences between writing and not writing?"

The gentleman replied, "It is not for you to reveal the secrets of the heaven. Some matters are up to you."

Han Yan frowned, he pondered and then said: "Continue writing."

Hearing that, Mister nodded his head, and did not look at Han Yan anymore, but walked over to the armchair, and took a nap.

In the plaza, Sun Yun and Xiahou Tian's eyes were wide open. They had long known that the dao heart Han Yan comprehended was extremely powerful, but they had not expected that what he comprehended was overbearing.

He was domineering and domineering amongst the four Dao-hearts. Once one comprehended a technique, one's Dao-hearts would be able to unleash an incredibly powerful attack. However, such a dao heart was extremely difficult to comprehend. If one's thoughts were wrong, it was possible to enter a dead end. At that time, it would be extremely difficult to walk out of that dead end. Of course, if one could comprehend tyranny to an unimaginable degree, then they would be invincible existences at the same realm.

Xiahou Tian took a deep breath and sighed: "Domineering, what he comprehended was actually domineering …"

Sun Yun smiled and said in satisfaction: "With such a dao heart, even if his cultivation is average and his spiritual root is average, he can still break into the Wuji Sect. As long as he works hard in his cultivation in the future, he can make up for the deficiency in spiritual root. He paused for a moment, then turned to Xiahou Tian: "Continue watching! This stage is extremely important, let's see how many 'tyrannical' words he can write … "

Beneath the Everlasting Tree, the three elders had their eyes wide open, with the word "surprised" written in their eyes.1

Wang Dong laughed bitterly and said, "How unexpected! No wonder the Sect Leader Senior Brother allowed Brother Sun Yun to go, I'm afraid we are still unable to control this illusion. "

Zhou Long's eyes narrowed into slits, and said: "Overbearing disciple, I wonder how Sect Leader Senior Brother will handle it, will it be placed in the other three pavilions, or will it be accepted as a disciple and become a Pavilion Lord?"

Wang Dong glanced at Zhou Long, and said: "Senior Brother Zhou, that Wei Ming had just disappeared not long ago, and we have not confirmed whether or not he is truly dead. With his personality, he shouldn't be accepted as a disciple and would most likely be allowed to enter the three pavilions. Right now, I really want to know which pavilion this child will choose. "

In the Limitless Palace, the Ancestor Wuji opened his eyes suddenly and said: "This child is very good."

Xiao Yao Zi frowned, he cupped his hands and asked: "Ancestor, how do we deal with this child?"

Ancestor Wuji was quiet for a while, then said: "Let's continue watching! If he makes a breakthrough in his dreamland, you can take him in as your disciple. If he can only utter the word 'tyrant', then let him be! "Remember what I said, it's better to not have too many, Wuji Sect doesn't need many disciples, but every single one of them must all be super powerhouse, understand?" The last two words were filled with immense pressure, causing the air in the great hall to freeze in an instant.

Xiao Yao Zi's body trembled, and he quickly said: "Ancestor, disciple understands."

Within his dreams, Han Yan placed the piece of white paper with the word "Tyrant" on the side, then took a piece of white paper from the side and continued writing. This time, at the moment he wrote the word 'tyrant', a similar killing intent appeared, but much less than last time. The 'Overlord' character was completed very quickly, exactly the same as the previous one.

Han Yan did not stop to rest and continued writing the word tyrant. Every time he wrote the character, he gained a deeper understanding of it. In the end, the killing intent dissipated, completely immersing itself in the comprehension of tyranny. White sheets of paper were written with the word "Tyrant". In the end, even Han Yan himself did not know how many were written, and he kept repeating the same action.

The sun rose and set. Time passed quickly within the dream space. In the blink of an eye, one hundred days had passed. Strangely, his parents in the dream space seemed to have disappeared, never to be seen again. As for the sir, he would glance at Han Yan from time to time and walk around, spending the majority of his time taking a nap.

On the plaza, Xiahou Tian's eyes once again widened as he cried out involuntarily, "Heavens, it's actually been a hundred days for Junior Martial Brother Han. Even back then, Junior Brother Wei Ming only had ninety-eight days."

Sun Yun also sighed, and said: "Ninety-eight days and a hundred days are completely different. The former's comprehension towards Dao Heart can only be described as thorough, and once a hundred days have passed, one can reach the realm of Perfection. I never thought that this child's comprehension ability would be so strong that he would be able to chase up to the legendary Spiritual Master Jiu Xiao. I wonder if he will be able to reach the realm of the Taoist Nine Heavens in the future. "

Hearing the three words "Nine Heavens Spiritual Master", Xiahou Tian's eyes were filled with worship. He could not help but ask, "Elder Sun, what realm is this Nine Heavens Spiritual Master at?"

Sun Yun remained silent for a while, before saying: "At his level, no one knows that he once attacked once ten thousand years ago. Some people said that he was still in the Space Breaking realm, but that he had already reached the great perfection realm. Some people say that he had long since broken through to the great perfection stage, reaching a higher level. As for the exact level of his cultivation, no one knows. "

Xiahou Tian nodded and continued to ask: "Compared to Ancestor, who has a higher cultivation?"

Sun Yun obviously did not want to talk about this topic further, without even thinking, he shook his head and said: "Ancestor's cultivation is similarly unfathomable.

"Elder Sun." Xiahou Tian hesitated for a moment, then said, "This disciple has always wanted to know, what realm is above space insight, can elder tell me a little?"

Sun Yun laughed bitterly and said slowly, "The space insight, to us, is already a very distant matter. It is possible that we won't be able to reach it in our entire lives. As for those at Space Breaking level and above, I do not know either. I have only heard that as long as one reaches the peak of the Great Circle of the space insight, one can traverse the starry sky and travel thousands of miles in the blink of an eye. When that time comes, we will be able to enter the Center of Star Domain area and find the legendary cultivation planets with Level Five above. Only these cultivation planets will have secrets regarding the realms of space insight and above. "

Hearing this, Xiahou Tian sighed, and said: "Training is hard, comprehending is hard, and obtaining a Dao Heart is even harder!"

While the two of them were talking, the dreamland suddenly started to shake violently. The sky suddenly became bright and dark, and a crack in space quickly appeared. At the same time, the ground began to shake violently. The houses collapsed, and the earth cracked open. Evidently, this dream could no longer withstand the domineering aura released by Han Yan, and was about to collapse.

Sun Yun's face sank, his eyes filled with shock. He cried out involuntarily: "How is this possible, how could he comprehend a realm of this level …"

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