Wei Yuan turned a deaf ear to these things. He is now devoted to the study of the mind method.

Among these most basic mental methods, he discovered something. Taoism does not originate between heaven and earth, but is born in his body and is the incarnation of perception. These mental methods teach people how to melt the sea of ​​qi into a small universe, a small universe that can operate on its own and continuously produce the power of Taoism.

The moment he saw these mental methods, Wei Yuan seemed to have opened the door to a new world and subverted his previous understanding of practice.

Among the three realms, although the path of cultivation for all monks is to go against the heavens, they cannot escape from the heavens and earth, integrate spiritual energy, and understand the way of heaven. This is the practice of the three realms.

And in the vast world, all of this was overturned in an instant, abandoning the world, abandoning the spiritual energy, taking oneself as one's own pride, and overtaking all things in the world. This is the practice of Taoism.

This also made Wei Yuan finally understand how to change his Dao Sword Skill. It was not just changing the spiritual energy to the Dao Absorbing Dao Dharma, but rather integrating the mind method with the sea of ​​qi to create his own universe.

"Forge your own universe."

Wei Yuan murmured to himself, this is not a simple matter, otherwise there would not be so many monks in this world who would choose to give up the Taoist Dharma and turn to practice spiritual energy, imprisoning their realm at the peak of the Yuan-Slaying.

After understanding the pattern of this world, Wei Yuan also knew that even in the vast world, more than 80% of cultivators were practicing spiritual energy, and these people had no hope of forging their own universe, which led to their own realm being able to stop at the peak of the Yuan Zhan.

As for the remaining 20% ​​of the monks who have created their own universe, only a few can explore the realm of Zhao Shen or above.

Wei Yuan read it one by one and read it carefully. The speed was very fast. In just one hour, he was almost finished reading the entire level of mental methods. This amazing speed even made others think that he was just flirting with the book and did not really understand the content in the book.

An hour later, a group of people appeared outside the library, and the leader was Zhao Gui, who had just been thrown out of the library by Wei Yuan.

He turned his head and glanced at the man beside him with a 70-eight-slight-like face, and said, "Brother, he is inside, very arrogant!"

The one he called his brother is naturally the best among the core disciples of Tai Sui Palace, Zhao Fu.

"A young man dares to be arrogant in Taisui Palace. Do you really think that with the God Lord protecting you, no one dares to touch you?"

Zhao Fu sneered.

He was surrounded by several core disciples, one of them said hesitantly, "After all, it is the forbidden body of the God Lord. If it really makes the matter big and disturbs the God Lord, I am afraid..." "The little white-faced God Lord will bring back a few of them every year, and after playing enough, it will be lost. If you dare to ride on my Taisui Palace disciple, even if you kill it, what if you kill it, can you punish your core disciple severely for a small person!"

Before the man could finish his words, Zhao Fu sneered, then waved his hand, "Let's go and see what's different about this little guy's face. He dares to be so arrogant!"

With his words, the group of people's hearts settled slightly and followed him into the gate of the library.

The group was full of momentum and could easily find Wei Yuan, who was sitting in the corner with a pile of books stacked beside him.

"Brother, it's him, he's that Wei Yuan!"

Zhao Gui looked at the book down and said viciously to Wei Yuan, who seemed to be unconscious of their arrival.

Zhao Fu looked up and down at Wei Yuan, and his brows frowned slightly. This time, this little face really has personality. He has trouble coming to the door. He is still flipping through books, and he doesn't even look at them.

"You're just a fucking name, Wei Yuan, you're so crazy. I heard you beat my brother?"

Zhao Fu spoke coldly, "I'm really brave."

"Do you think that if you become the canary in the God's cage, you can do whatever you want in the Tai Sui Palace?"

Zhao Fu chuckled, "If you know what kind of field the little white faces the God brought back before have now fallen to, I'm afraid you'll be more restrained, but that's all later. Today, if you don't leave a leg, it's probably difficult for you to walk out of this library again."

Wei Yuan still turned a deaf ear and didn't even raise his head. He quickly flipped through the books in his hand, constantly.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Fu's face slightly sank. He felt that he was offended. He shouted angrily, "I'm talking to you!"

"It's so arrogant. Now I've changed my mind. You have to leave two legs!"

As he said that, Zhao Fuqu, who was furious, turned his fingers into claws and was about to grab Wei Yuan who was looking down and flirting with books.

He is a core disciple, a cultivator of the Zhaoshen Chu Realm who has been cultivated step by step. It is not easy to deal with a Yuan Chu Realm. As long as this claw is put into practice, a mere Wei Yuan is probably unable to resist it! But at this critical moment, an old voice came from the direction of the gate.

"Zhao Fu, you are very brave!"

Just as the sound came, everyone, including Zhao Fu, was shocked, and a trace of cold sweat suddenly appeared on their foreheads.

A figure with a crutch slowly walked into the door of the library. At the moment he appeared, all the disciples present, whether they were the outer, inner or core disciples, fell to the ground, trembling all over.

This person with the highest status in the entire Tai Sui Palace except the God King. Although the power he possesses cannot be compared with his own strength, this old man is one of the people most afraid of all the disciples of the entire Tai Sui Palace. The reason is very simple, because he is the elder who punishes the elder. For those disciples who have made mistakes, he even has the power of life and death.

No matter how outstanding Zhao Fu is, no matter how outstanding he is, he has to bow down and bow down at the moment when facing this old man.

"Have you met Elder Yang!"

Zhao Fu knelt there with a deep impression on his face. He really couldn't understand why this old guy appeared here for the first time and even met him. It was so unlucky.

"Zhao Fu, Zhao Fu, even if I am a core disciple, I, Yang Yue, have never been killed. Why, are you tired of living?"

The old man with a crutch was a little hunched, with frosty eyebrows and hair, and it seemed that he was dying, but who dared to underestimate this old man who seemed to be able to blow him down with the wind?

This immediately scared Zhao Fu to death, and he lay on the trembling body, "Elder Yang... Elder Yang, he is just a minion in the Yuan-killing realm! I..." The old man glanced at him, "I mean the matter of using martial arts in the library. Tai Sui Palace clearly stipulated that no private fights are allowed anywhere except the Martial Arts Pavilion. You are leaving the rules of our Tai Sui Palace behind."
Chapter completed!