Dimensional Invasion of the Real Earth Chapter 2290

Chapter 2290 The power of role models

2207. The power of role models

At the monster battlefield, Fang Yun had already left, and Liu Hao opened the book left by Fang Yun in his hand.

When his eyes touched the records in the book, he was obsessed with them almost instantly.

He must admit that on the path of the Hundred Schools, compared with Fang Yun, he is still too immature, and is still not at the same level as him in terms of talent.

He had made some guesses about this gap in the past, but now he discovered that the gap was far greater than he had imagined.

This is written by Fang Yun, and it contains subtle words and great meanings. It's not that Fang Yun doesn't know how to use vernacular to describe it, but in that case, the thickness of the book in Liu Hao's hand will be increased tens of thousands of times.

It's better to leave this kind of thing to others.

Furthermore, any scholar of Confucianism or above will never repeat the rules and regulations he understands from reading this handwritten book left by Fang Yun, so what he derives will be different.

On the contrary, this is the best for the wealth of Confucianism and Taoism in all the worlds. It is like an industrial mother machine that can hatch countless various machines.

Your cultivation level in the Hundred Schools of Tao even determines how much you can understand from it.

It is like a catalog. Each chapter under the catalog needs to be written by yourself. Any chapter you write is actually knowledge that you understand, and it is also a book that can be passed on to others.

Among them, there may be some similarities in understanding, but there are also differences. It is this difference that is the most valuable and fascinating.

The only thing that makes Liu Hao depressed may be that the general guide written by Fang Yun has a high reading threshold, and it seems that only a great scholar cannot read it.

　If you think about it carefully, you can understand that if anyone can read it through, it will not have the function of a directory.

Liu Hao understood that this was nothing more than Fang Yun's deliberate action, in order to let any general reader write down what he understood from it and pass it on.

They didn't even think about doing all the road widening themselves, but gave them a way to widen the roads.

Tell the world that if you want to broaden this road, you can either act on your own or improve the equipment in your hands. They are different, and there is no such thing as one being inferior to the other.

Liu Hao also understood one thing from it, that is, what suits him is the best.

Isn't this the catalog that Fang Yun left behind for every reader?

Liu Hao read it from cover to cover, then closed his eyes slightly, and shook his head when he opened them.

This shake of the head was not a denial of the content written by Fang Yun, but that he found that even if he just read it through by himself, his own knowledge of hundreds of schools of thought has been greatly consolidated. It seems that some of the details have been well sorted out, and the foundation has become more solid. Solid.

He did not put away the book, nor did he regard himself as an exception. Since fate dictated it, why couldn't he be one of them?

Since I have extended my own chapter from this book, I only wrote it down as a reference for future generations.

He was not in a hurry, and reached out to grab clouds from the sky. With a pinch, he refined the clouds into countless pieces of paper and spread them out in front of him.

He did not stop moving, but looked at the monster battlefield. It was a coincidence that Emperor Zhenwu released a quasi-holy peak monster. He didn't care whether the monster was left to Bai Ze by Emperor Zhenwu. He reached out and caught it in his hands. .

The quasi-holy monster fell into Liu Hao's hands. After throwing it into the chessboard of heaven and earth, he placed it like a toy and let him rub it.

The monster's spine was directly pulled out by Liu Hao. After a few movements, a pen barrel was already formed.

The hair of monsters is naturally the best material for pen tips. Liu Hao even licked all of it before selecting the most suitable part for use.

Since he has done it, Liu Hao cannot be too casual. At his level, even if he is not invested, the final result cannot be underestimated.

It's just that the monster is really pitiful. It's just more funny without the hair. With its backbone taken away, even its strength can only be used at 30 to 40%. But even so, Liu Hao didn't let this guy go. .

His blood was turned into ink, and his skin was peeled off as a book cover. The remaining bones were also used as waste, melted and then condensed into an inkstone. The golden elixir in his body was liquefied by Liu Hao and filled into the gap of the pen barrel. The monster's true spirit , and was even refined into a brush by Liu Hao, so not a single bit of it was wasted.

After completing these procedures, the brush in Liu Hao's hand was full of energy and exhausted. He refined the brush using the methods of hundreds of schools of thought. It was a bit unfamiliar, but it also entered the level. In the world of Confucianism and Taoism, in the semi-sage cultural treasure Among them, it is also the top existence.

Liu Hao was not satisfied with this, but he had no intention of continuing to refine it. He did it casually, just to record what he had just realized, and he would not keep it after most of the time, so naturally he did not expect much.

When he wrote down what he had realized, he wrote it in a smooth and smooth manner without any lag, which shows that what he had just obtained from Fang Yun's personal letter was not rare.

In just a moment, Liu Hao had already written more than a hundred pieces, each of which contained no more than 300 words. But even so, Liu Hao did not stop at all, and it seemed that his speed was still increasing.

I don't know how much time has passed. When Liu Hao stopped the brush in his hand, there were already countless pieces of paper stacked up beside him, and they were nearly as tall as one person.

He seemed very satisfied. When he raised his hand, the nearly two-meter-thick pile of writing next to him was quickly divided into several categories. It seemed that every family among the hundreds of families was not left behind.

At this time, the fur that Liu Hao had torn off from the monster's body had a place to go. This time it didn't take long, and soon one after another packaged books appeared in front of Liu Hao.

He is personally satisfied.

He not only loaded it from his participation in Fang Yun's personal letter just now, but also wrote down his past accumulation one by one, which is why it has such thickness.

This can be regarded as Liu Hao's summary of his own knowledge at this moment. For himself, it is also an excellent way to review the past and learn the new, and to sort out and consolidate his own knowledge to a greater extent.

He was very satisfied, and seemed to have discovered his past experience in the Way of the Hundred Schools. This time he invested, but it gave him a premonition that his next level in the Way of the Hundred Schools was not impossible to break through.

If others don't understand, how can he not understand it himself?

He is studying in almost a hundred schools of thought, and seems to know everything. In fact, only he knows best that compared with the real top of a hundred schools of thought, he is still more of a half-baked person.

He seems to have a vast array of skills, but in fact, it is more or less like a castle on the beach, which only looks majestic. Otherwise, as a 'creator', wouldn't he spend more time comprehending it?

He just knows that he is not as good as the real geniuses in this area. No matter how much time he invests compared with these people, he will still get twice the result with half the effort.

　　When he first entered the ancient world, he himself was pretty good in the way of hundreds of schools of thought, but what about now?

In the hundreds of academies in the land of Youzhou, not to mention Confucius, among the disciples who returned from Confucius, there are many who surpass Liu Hao in Confucianism and Taoism. What can he do?

If you are not smiling bitterly, what else can you do besides smiling bitterly?

For a long time in the past, he did not invest much in the art of hundreds of schools of thought. He mostly enjoyed entertaining himself in his spare time, to the point where he did not even have much expectations for it.

But now, he found that he seemed to have a little motivation again.

One thing that is good about him compared with others is that he no longer needs to leave his own fruit in the long river of destiny on the way of hundreds of schools of thought. If he really has some insights, it is not that he cannot leave his own path in the way of hundreds of schools of thought. There are quasi-sages and above on this path.

For example, it is not impossible to imitate Fang Yun and condense his own incarnation of hundreds of schools.

He does not need the combat power of these incarnations, but he can release these incarnations to specialize in each family.

At any rate, as a founder, I would be embarrassed if I was mediocre in the way of a hundred schools of thought in the future!

He was somewhat grateful to Fang Yun in his heart. Maybe that guy also saw his dilemma in this regard?

He shook his head slightly, yes or no, but he was more open-minded.

He waved his hand, lightly scanned the pages of the books he had written on, and then transferred these books to the library of Zhonghai University.

He knew that there must be someone guarding there, and he must have seen the introduction of his books. Soon his understanding would be printed in various ways and spread throughout his own Dragon Kingdom and the entire Yanhuang Alliance.

He did not do it for the so-called first move, but because he knew that the directory and path that Fang Yun left in his hands must be handed over to a great scholar who could truly understand it.

He doesn't want this catalog to be owned by someone alone. Isn't the biggest role of the industrial machine machine to be derivative?

He habitually removed a hair from his head, and instantly transformed into Liu Hao. He took Fang Yun's personal letter from Liu Hao's hand, and then left. The first stop was naturally his own Dragon Kingdom. , the first person, he hoped to be his old academician Yuan.

The writing utensils temporarily refined by Liu Hao were also not wasted. They were taken away by the incarnation of his own hair and given to a destined person in the future, but he didn't have much thought.

He only needs to know one thing: this set of treasures that he has refined with his own hands and is contaminated by his own aura can indeed help someone who is destined to truly rise in the future. It would be a waste to keep them in his own hands.

Everything he did seemed to be a big move, but in fact it was silent. Except for Bai Ze who had been paying attention to Liu Hao, even Feng Baobao next to him had no idea about it.

It's not that Liu Hao is hiding anything from Feng Baobao, nor is it that Feng Baobao has no talent in the Tao of the Hundred Schools, but Feng Baobao has become the direct descendant of the Taiqing saint, so it's better not to let him acquire methods other than Taoism from himself.

He knew that Bai Ze must be paying attention to him during this period and was curious about what he had done, but he also had no intention of explaining to Bai Ze.

Fang Yun's personal letter was indeed given to Bai Ze, and it was difficult for him to guess whether Bai Ze was good or bad.

People really gained a lot from Fang Yun's personal letter, how should they repay this cause and effect?

There are some things that if you take the initiative, others may think that it is just your calculation.

It's not that you're afraid of things, but that it's better not to get involved in some things if they're not necessary.

Isn't this how countless misunderstandings come about?

Besides, given Bai Ze's level, even if he is curious, he cannot break the casserole and ask the question like a child. Is it possible that Bai Ze does not have the restraint he should have?

Bai Ze also knows a lot about luck.

With the exception of Liu Hao, who has a level of cultivation comparable to that of many quasi-sages who have come from all over the world, do they not have a clear idea?

Perhaps you don't want to spend some time to find out more about it? 》

Then a sage world of Confucianism and Taoism that has little similarity with the ancient world. If Fang Yun did not exist, wouldn't these quasi-sages from the ancient world not have a good tour?

It's just that they know better that it is someone else's territory, and it is no different from someone else's dojo. If you go there rashly, Fang Yun will only think that you are provoking, and that Fang Yun is already higher than Bai Ze before he can break through. Who feels that he has been neglected when he is in a realm of his own?

Before the arrival of Fang Luck, he just looked at Bai Ze from a distance and nodded. But in Bai Ze's eyes after the breakthrough, it was clearly another Liu Hao. The trace of saintly meaning revealed in Fang Lun's body from a distance already made him feel... Bai Ze was shocked.

　　This Bai Ze, who had absolute confidence in his own prehistoric world, also realized that it was not only his own prehistoric world that could give birth to a saint.

Sages or Hunyuan can also appear in other heavens, and their speed may even exceed one's imagination.

This also made Bai Ze more curious about the holy world of Confucianism and Taoism, thinking that one day he might actually be able to visit it.

As for Liu Hao's reading and writing, Bai Ze didn't have much curiosity.

In contrast, Bai Ze yearned for those higher heavens to a higher level, thinking about how many heavens there might be where the saint Hunyuan would appear one day.

He knows very well that if there is one, there must be two. You can never stop these things, just like no one can stop the rising trend.

It seems that the splendor of the world is beyond my imagination. In this way, it seems that my original 'expectation' is no longer a fantasy?

Also, now that I have broken the shackles of the past, I have stood down from the three corpses and climbed to a higher mountain. It seems that it is not impossible to go to the next level. Is it possible for me to one day reach the throne of the saint and the realm of Hunyuan? Achieved?

Precedents are always useful and of great use.

When walking on any road, confusion will inevitably occur. At this time, there is a light in front of you to guide you, and there is an achiever as your example to learn from. Even if you still cannot completely get rid of the confusion in your heart, it will definitely disperse the majority. .

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