Perfect world emperor bone

"The opening of the ancient holy courtyard this time may be the most qualified to embark on the road of chaos in decades, but I don't know how many people will actually walk into the holy courtyard hidden in the fog of chaos."

Not long after, the old man with white hair and childlike face returned to the top of the mountain at the entrance of the original battlefield, murmuring happily and thinking at the same time.

There are many mysterious places in Butian Pavilion, and the ancient holy courtyard is one of them. It is shrouded in auspicious energy all the year round, and the buildings cannot be seen, only a chaotic road leading to the end.

Even when he was young, walking on the chaotic path step by step, it took a lot of effort to clear the hazy fog and see the true meaning of the ancient holy courtyard.

It can be said that it is a road full of uncertainties, giving people an indescribable feeling. Most people who are qualified to embark on this road may not be able to reach the other end in the end.

"The ancient holy courtyard, what kind of place is that?" Di Yi became curious.

"It's a land of gods and saints, and it's the origin of Butian Pavilion." The old man with white hair and childlike face explained briefly. I don't know whether he is really explaining it, or explaining from the side that Butian Pavilion has a strong foundation, " There are many opportunities there, and the journey to the other shore alone is a different kind of practice."

"Is it the origin of Butian Pavilion..." Di Yi nodded. He didn't know how strong the ancient gods and saints were, but since it can become the origin of a religion, it means its origin is absolutely extraordinary.

If there is a chance, he thinks he can go and meet him.

"Let's get back to business, do you really want to enter Butian Pavilion to practice?" The old man with white hair and childlike face straightened his tone and asked in a very formal tone.

"Yes, that's the purpose of my coming here." Di Yi said, indicating that he only came here to seek practice and had no other purpose.

"But we have nothing to teach you." The old man with white hair and childlike face said.

If it is only reasonable, with the background of Butian Pavilion and those precious insights from the predecessors, maybe he can still be called a "professor".

But Di Yi is too strong, just the means of seeing through the rune barrier is not comparable to him.

How can such a person teach, and how dare he teach?

The strength of each other is not equal, the size gap is too large, and it is full of various uncertainties.

"No, you have a lot to teach me." Di Yi said bluntly, "In terms of cultivation, my cognition is a blank slate. I only understand superficial blood-moving cultivation, which is not as strong as you think."

"Are you serious?" The old man with white hair and childlike face muttered in his heart. He could feel that Di Yi's attitude was very sincere, but it was too unreasonable.

If you can be so strong by just knowing how to move blood and practice, then if you really get in touch with practice, to what extent and limit must you be strong?

"Then let me put it another way. This place is unfamiliar to me. Everything I know and see is just a recent accident. It's only been three months." Di Yi said, "It can be said that you really have a lot to teach. I."

"This..." The old man with white hair and childlike face was inexplicably shocked.

"So, can I enter the Butian Pavilion?" Di Yi looked at the old man with white hair and childlike face, motioned him to regain his senses, and asked.

"This..." The old man with white hair and childlike face tried his best to digest the huge information contained in these short words.

He didn't know if Di Yi's words were true or not.

To be able to grow so big, it is impossible to have no family background. You must know that even the most remote mountain villages know how to practice.

A young child can be said to be a blank slate of cultivation, but he is already an adult. This statement is obviously impossible.

But he also felt that Di Yi had no reason to lie about it.

After all, how could a strong person pretend to be weak to such an extent, that would be too much.

"Can't you? Let's forget it." Di Yi saw that the old man with hefty hair and childlike face didn't reply for a long time, and he was no longer persistent, and turned around to leave.

Butian Pavilion didn't accept him, so he had to go to the second choice. As far as he knew, Zhulu Academy was not far from here, and he planned to go there.

"No, no, you misunderstood!" The old man with white hair and childish face grabbed Di Yi and clapped his hands to decide, "From today onwards, you are a member of Butian Pavilion, but... our Butian Pavilion is only responsible for leading you in. You still have to rely on yourself to practice, and the important places of Butian Pavilion and Sutra Pavilion will be opened for you, and no one will come to teach you."

The origin of Di Yi may be unknown, but what does that matter.

Regardless of whether what he said was true or false, at least one thing he could be sure of was that this young man sincerely wanted to enter Butian Pavilion.

That being the case, there is nothing to hesitate.

Of course, the acceptance is accepted, but to a certain extent, Di Yi is special, and cannot be taught in the usual way, and needs to be dealt with specially.

"That's no problem." Di Yi didn't care about it. He had the instinct of true understanding. It would be better and more comfortable without a dedicated professor.

"Okay, come with me." The old man with white hair and childlike face said.

"Where are you going?" Di Yi thought that he would go to the Cangjing Pavilion, but the old man with white hair and childlike face told him that it was still too early. Even though he was special, there were still some rules that needed to go through the process.

Not long after, Di Yi followed the old man with white hair and youthful face to a rocky mountain, where bamboo forests were densely covered, and there were many houses scattered in order, and the environment was not bad.

It can be said that this is a spiritual land, surrounded by beautiful peaks, green valleys and emerald greens, and dense mist transpiring, it is extremely suitable for practice.

"This is it?" Di Yi looked at the open area and asked.

"This is where you will live in the future. Didn't you say that you are a blank slate in your practice? Then you will not be short in Butian Pavilion from now on. Naturally, you need a place to live." The old man with white hair and childlike face said road.

"Genius... camp?" Di Yi nodded, then looked at the stone mountain, and immediately noticed the inscription on the stone tablet on the mountain road.

"Ahem... don't mind, this is the rule of Butian Pavilion, even if the Emperor's daughter comes, they can't be treated differently." The old man with white hair and childlike face thought that Emperor Yi was not happy, and explained.

"It's okay, I don't care about this." Di Yi shook his head. He has lived in all the stone houses, and he doesn't have any requirements for the residence. "I mean, why is it called the Genius Camp?"

"This." The old man with white hair and childlike face replied, "It's like this. Have you seen those people with different looks? They are all outstanding men from various tribes. It is a genius. The original intention of the Genius Camp was to use this as a starting point to gather geniuses from various tribes and let them exchange and learn from each other."

"That is to say, they are all very strong people?" Di Yi became interested, and to be able to be called a genius must have outstanding points.

"Ahem... just calling it that way. After all, geniuses are also worthy of comparison. If you are compared with them, then they can only say that they are rotten wood." The old man with the white hair and childlike face coughed, "Okay, no That’s enough, then come with me. Our Butian Pavilion is quite big, I’ll show you some other places, so you can move around freely in the future to find corresponding places.”