4337: C4337 No Talent

C4337 No Talent

Hong Meng stared at Chu Yan for a while and suddenly said, "Chu Yan, you are very strong, strong enough to ignore everyone except me. But, even if I am the only one here, do you think that you are a match for me? "

Chu Yan thought for a while and shook his head.

He definitely could not defeat the Twelve Realms now.

Especially the Twelve Chaotic Realms, they would only become stronger.

"I should be weaker than you, but I still say the same thing. I believe that I can kill everyone else here. " Chu Yan said in a flat tone, "The Heavenly Palace is about to open. I don't think Senior wants it either. When that time comes, only Senior will be left in the chaos. "

Hong Meng was silent for a moment before he suddenly sneered, "Interesting. Hun, go and get the cultivation technique for little friend."

Primal hesitated. "Boss..."

"Go, it's just some cultivation techniques. If you like them, just give them to me. Hun Dun has never been a person who values himself. " Hong Meng said indifferently.

Primal sighed and could only nod. "Yes!"

Then, not long after, Primal returned and retrieved a very ancient bamboo slip for Chu Yan.

These bamboo slips were not even stored in the space ring. They were preserved in the simplest way.

Chu Yan stretched out his hand and took the bamboo slip. There were over a hundred books in total, and each bamboo slip had an extremely ancient handwriting on it.

It could be seen that these words had a history of tens of millions of years.

Hong Meng said faintly, "All the Chaotic Qi Methods are here. However, after little friend has finished reading them... Please send it back. These are the remnants of my Chaos Clan. In the future, if primal chaos disappears one day, with these cultivation methods around... At the very least, it can prove that the Primal Chaos once existed."

Chu Yan said with a smile, "Of course, but judging from Senior's words, it seems like he doesn't have much confidence in the chaos."

Hong Meng said with a smile, "Everything will pass. Whether it's people or things, it's only a matter of time. However, whether it's people or things, they will definitely leave something behind in this world to prove that they have existed before, right? "

Chu Yan thought for a moment and nodded slightly. "It makes sense."

This had been the case since ancient times.

The wheel of time had never stopped.

It had been crushing time and time again.

There were times that ended, but these times would eventually leave behind something in a corner of the world to prove their existence.

Chu Yan received the cultivation technique and took his leave.

Looking at his departing figure, A'Nantuo was infuriated. "Hongmeng, are you going to let it go just like that? Why did you give him the cultivation technique?"

Hong Meng swept A'Antuo a glance. "If we don't give it to him, are we going to watch him kill all of you?"

Antuo said angrily, "How is that possible? He's alone, there are so many of us, and you're here as well. If we attack together, why would we be afraid of a Chu Yan like him?"

Hong Meng sighed, "You... You know too little."

At this moment, he couldn't help but recall the words that the ball of light had said.

If Chu Yan really was that person's descendant, that person might have been hiding in the dark and observing him all along.

If he really attacked just now, he reckoned that the one who would die now would be him.

"Forget it. It's just some cultivation techniques. It's not important. Moreover, he obtained them, recording down the cultivation methods. If the final battle ends and he wins, then what he did today can be considered to have left behind some inheritances for my primal chaos."

A'Antuo was greatly alarmed. "Hongmeng, what are you saying? Will he win the final battle?"

"Who knows?" Hong Meng smiled bitterly. "Just think of it as an opportunity. After all, you all know very well that when the final battle arrives, everyone else will have a chance to survive. However, we, Hun Dun, really don't have a high chance of winning. "

Everyone fell silent.

Hun Dun had fallen.

...

On the other side.

Chu Yan returned with his cultivation technique.

He first made a trip to the old Daoist.

"These are all chaotic cultivation techniques, record them down. Although you're good at cloning techniques, you're not familiar with the cultivation of Chaos, so it's more convenient for you to do so. " Chu Yan said.

The old Daoist did not stand on ceremony. "Alright."

Then, he looked at all the cultivation methods of Chaos.

He remembered all of them.

Only then did Chu Yan soar into the sky and return to his own dojo.

Li Zhaoyang was still waiting.

Chu Yan took out his cultivation technique and said, "Senior brother, record these down and choose a cultivation technique that is most suitable for you."

After that, he took out the Chaotic Source Stone and gave it to Li Zhaoyang. "This is energy. Let's see what level it can reach."

Li Zhaoyang nodded and said, "Alright, I'll start now."

Chu Yan nodded. "Don't worry. I know very little about the Dao of Chaos. There are many things that Senior Brother needs to study by himself. I will build a space-time formation for Senior Brother to slow down the flow of time."

"Don't worry."

Li Zhaoyang was full of confidence.

In other words, everyone who created the world had been waiting for an opportunity.

Now that it was his turn, he naturally wouldn't give up.

Furthermore, he understood the importance of this matter to Chu Yan.

Chu Yan didn't waste any more time and waved his hand.

Buzz!

Soon, the grand formation was built.

In the blink of an eye, it was completed.

Of course, the flow of time was not something he could control alone.

It still depended on Li Zhaoyang's strength.

The lower the realm, the slower the flow of time.

"Senior brother, it's done. We can start now." Chu Yan said.

Li Zhaoyang nodded. After a moment of silence, he suddenly slapped his own chest.

Wah!

Instantly, he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Chu Yan's expression changed slightly. "Senior Brother, what are you doing?"

Li Zhaoyang's palm had shattered all of his meridians and his hundred-year cultivation base.

In the blink of an eye, he was aging at a speed visible to the naked eye.

However, he didn't die.

He smiled with a pale face. "Junior Brother, I know you haven't said one thing. That is to cultivate the Chaos. It would be best to cripple my cultivation. You are worried that after I cripple my cultivation, I won't be able to cultivate successfully."

"But Junior Brother, you should know that there is a saying, 'Nothing can be done without destruction'!"

Li Zhaoyang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and smiled. "People are always like this, always leaving a way out for themselves. However, no one had thought about it. It was because there was a way out. So the road ahead is not brave enough to walk forward, that's why they are hesitating."

"There are many successful people in this world, and they are usually those who are ruthless enough and ruthless enough to cut off their path of retreat, causing them to have no path of retreat, and they can only walk forward head on."

When Chu Yan heard this, he fell into deep thought.

Cutting off their path of retreat?

Indeed, perhaps sometimes, only by doing so would he be able to press forward with indomitable will?

Many people would always hesitate because of something behind them, but it would delay their own path of advancement.

Chu Yan was wondering if he himself was the same.

Suddenly, he smiled. "Thank you, senior brother, for preaching. Maybe I understand something. Is the road ahead of you the rest of your life? "

Li Zhaoyang nodded." Junior Brother, I'm going to start. Don't worry, I will succeed. "

"I believe you."

Chu Yan said.

He didn't know why.

Even though he knew that the Road of Chaos was harder to cultivate, the moment he saw Li Zhaoyang cripple his own cultivation, he knew that Li Zhaoyang would succeed.

Soon, Li Zhaoyang entered the time formation.

He had opened up his new path of cultivation.

At this moment, it also showed the great benefit of crippling his own cultivation base and cutting off his path of retreat.

That was unlimited potential!

Sometimes, starting from zero, one really needed courage, but starting from zero, it would also give you a miracle.

If Li Zhaoyang maintained his original Great Dao cultivation base to cultivate Chaos, perhaps he could also succeed.

But in this process, he would definitely need to waste a lot of time.

He would study how to convert and neutralize it.

However, there was no need for that now. He would just cripple all of the Great Dao cultivators and directly cultivate Chaos.

Chu Yan was watching from outside.

Soon, Li Zhaoyang began his path of Chaos.

In just a few days, he was the first to complete the fusion of spirit and flesh.

One should know that these few days were referring to the time formation.

In reality, there were only a few types of things that had passed in the outside world.

Chu Yan looked at it and quickly smiled. "It's done! Senior brother's talent is still very good."

At this time, the old Daoist flew over and sat down beside him with a dark face. He crossed his arms and stared at Li Zhaoyang who was inside the time formation.

Chu Yan was stunned. He laughed and said, "Where did you come from?"

"Cut the crap. Let me see if I can't let you go." The old Taoist priest cursed.

Chu Yan smiled bitterly. "What? Did my research fail?"

The old Taoist priest shut his mouth and did not say anything.

Chu Yan said, "You can actually tell me."

After a while, the old Taoist priest said angrily, "No, I don't understand. Is Chaos that difficult to repair? Damn it, I blew up more than ten of my clones. Why can't I fix them?"

Then, he looked at Li Zhaoyang who was inside the formation and said curiously, "I think his cultivation has gone quite smoothly. Kid, do you think I don't have the talent of Chaos at all?"

Chu Yan thought for a moment and said, "Well, there is actually a saying that I don't know whether to say or not."

"What?"

"You have an ordinary talent for destruction. "

... ""

The corners of the old Daoist's mouth twitched.

Cao!

He had forgotten about this.

Previously, his destructive talent had always been ridiculed by others.

The old Taoist priest was speechless. "No, I just don't understand. I am also a person who opens the universe. I feel that my talent is very strong. There are only a few people in this world who are stronger than me. How can cultivating destruction and chaos be so difficult? "

Chu Yan was silent. In fact, he didn't understand it at all.

Is this old Daoist's talent strong?

Strong!

There was no doubt about it.

Three million years ago, he had already thought of a clone technique, and had seen through the nature of the world. He had been planning to create the universe.

There was also a method to pacify the world and create an immemorial era.0

All of these proved his talent.

In the Great Dao, Divine Runes, the power of the World of Spirits and Souls, and in the three great eras, he possessed extraordinary insight and ability to distinguish things.

However, when it came to destruction and chaos, this person seemed to be an idiot...

These words were not meant to scold him.

It was mainly true that he was an idiot.

Chu Yan took a look. The few chaotic clones that the old Daoist had poked goo with had already exploded a few times. In the end, they hadn't even completed the most basic fusion of spirit and flesh.

Wasn't this an idiot?

The fusion of spirit and flesh was only at the Initiation to the chaotic world.

In other words, up until now, the old Daoist hadn't even entered the door of Chaos.

It was true that he had been destroyed.

Chu Yan had heard Ji Yue say this before...

The innate talent of this old Daoist's clone of destruction was really weak.

He had spent tens of thousands of years cultivating and destroying, but in the end, he only managed to become a barely passable realm master? And it was still a realm? He had forgotten.

In the end, it was still Extreme Moon who used some methods to forcefully raise it.

This was a bit strange.

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