"What is it? It's completely unregulated!" Fang Zhengzhi looked at the golden dragon swimming on the scroll, analyzing the movements and trajectories of the golden dragon swimming. However, after watching for more than a moment, he did not see any repetition at all. It felt like there was no pattern to be found.???

This also made him feel more anxious.

The seventh heaven...

If you can't even break the seventh level of heaven, how can you pass the Cool Yan and enter the ninth level of heaven?

I don’t really want to be a low-level servant for Chi Guyan, right? I don’t know how that girl Chi Guyan would torture herself. If she just serves tea and water, she might be able to bear it.

What if I play with some wax or whip?

Fang Zhengzhi felt that this possibility was very small, but there was no absolute in the world. Who could be 100% sure that there was absolutely no such thing?

Even though Chi Guyan herself does not have such a hobby, if she really wants to try it out, as a low-level servant, she seems to be unable to resist.

no!

You must never let this happen!

But how to break it? A dragon or a dragon with no rules to be found. No matter how you look at it, it has nothing to do with "Tao"?

law……

No rules?

If there is no rule, is it related to the dragon itself?

No, no!

What I and Chi Guyan talked about was the map of all things. It was with his own reminder that Chi Guyan broke the seventh level and flew to the eighth level.

This is very important!

What is the map of all things? It is change, the change of one picture after another!

dragon……

change!

"Is it..." Suddenly, an extremely bold idea also appeared in Fang Zhengzhi's mind, and this idea became clearer and clearer.

He actually knows something about creatures like dragons.

All along, in legend, the dragon is an illusory existence and has no substance to be seen by others. Of course, that was the world of the past. In this world, Fang Zhengzhen was not sure of this statement.

However, from the records in the book, we can see that the image of a dragon itself is a combination, or in other words, a variety of changes.

"Compendium of Materia Medica, Wings" says: "The dragon is the long of scale insects. It has scales on its back and has nine-nine yang numbers. Its sound is like a copper plate with a beard next to its mouth, a beard under its chin, a pearl under its throat, and a Boshan on its head. It is also known as a stone wood. A dragon cannot ascend to heaven without a stone wood. Its breath becomes clouds, which can both turn water and fire."

During the Three Kingdoms period, Cao Cao also outlined the characteristics of dragons: "The dragon can be big and small, and can rise and hide. When it is big, it will prosper and spit out mist. When it is small, it will hide its shape. When it rises, it will fly into the universe, and when it is hidden, it will lurk in the waves."

These are introductions to the characteristics of dragons. In addition to these, there is another image of dragons. The most common saying is collectively called Nine-similar: horns are like deer, heads are like cows, eyes are like shrimps, mouths are like donkeys, bellys are like snakes, scales are like fish, feet are like phoenixes, beards are like humans, ears are like images.

It can be said that a dragon itself is a change, or a creature that combines all changes, with various biological characteristics.

"I understand, I understand!" Fang Zhengzhi's eyes suddenly lit up, and at the same time, golden characters flashed in his eyes.

This is the same scene as Chi Guyan cracking the seventh heaven.

As these golden characters light up, Fang Zhengzhi felt that the dragon in front of him seemed to be clearer and clearer, as if it was flowing in his body.

"So that's it... Is this the Ninth Heaven?" At this moment, Fang Zhengzhi finally understood the meaning contained in the Ninth Heaven.

In the lower three levels of heaven, the meaning is the characteristic of Tao, the simplicity of Tao, the origin of Tao, etc.

When we reach the third level of the middle heaven, what we need to explain is change, the countless changes in the Tao. As the saying goes, the three thousand great Taos, which reproduce and grow, and change endlessly.

As for this three-level heaven...

It is fusion, fusion of Tao, and fusion of change. As the saying goes, Tao produces one, one produces two, two produces three, and three produces all things. By the same principle, all things can also be one.

"Yanqing, enter the seventh heaven!"

"Yanqing, enter..."

“…”

At this moment, a majestic voice also sounded, and then Yan Qing's figure appeared in front of Fang Zhengzheng in an instant.

"Fang Zhengzhi, you have not broken these seventh level of heaven yet..." Yan Qing's eyes naturally looked at Fang Zhengzhi beside him.

However, he did not finish his words, because the majestic voice in the sky had directly interrupted what he was about to say.

"Fang Zhengzheng, enter the eighth heaven!"

"Fang Zhengzheng, enter..."

“…”

After the sound rang, Fang Zhengzheng's body disappeared from the spot.

"..." Yan Qing's mouth moved, looking at the already empty seventh heaven and the seven snow-white cylinders in front of him, he didn't know what to say for a moment.

But at this moment, a voice also came into his ears.

"Thousands of changes will be one!"

"Thousands of changes... will be one?" Yan Qing naturally argued that the source of this voice was Fang Zhengzheng, but he didn't understand what Fang Zhengzheng meant to say to him.

However, he still looked at the scroll floating above his head.

"Dragon?!" When Yan Qing saw the scroll with his eyes, the expression on his face was no longer calmer than when Fang Zhengzheng saw the scroll. On the contrary, his expression was even more exaggerated: "How could there be a dragon? What does this dragon... mean?"

...

When the news that Fang Zhengzhi entered the eighth heaven reached outside the Holy Rain Pool, it naturally shocked the Sixth Elders outside the Holy Rain Pool and the disciples of the Tiandao Pavilion.

After all, in the entire history of Tiandao Pavilion, there are not many people who can enter the eighth level of heaven, on the contrary, very, very few.

There are only seven.

Now, this number has been successfully rewritten, from the original seven to the current nine, and it was rewritten within the same day.

How can it not be shocking?

Of course, no matter how shocked it is, the competition of the Holy Rain Pool has ended, and the eighth heaven is the final place for everyone.

"This guy has really done it? He has entered the eighth level! How did he do it?"

"I don't know, but, what is certain is that this guy is indeed a peerless genius, very strong, he is really strong!"

"Yes, how can those who can enter the eighth level of heaven... not be strong?"

While the disciples of Tiandao Pavilion were shocked, their eyes looking at the five-color pool water of the Holy Rain Pool became a little respectful.

Even the Sixth Elder was shocked after hearing the news and sighed softly: "What a good seedling! What a pity, it's a pity..."

"Speaking of this, Yan Qing has also entered the seventh level of heaven. I wonder if he is likely to reach the eighth level of heaven. After all, there is still one hour before the closing of the Holy Rain Pool!"

"If Yanqing also enters the eighth level, it would be a miracle!"

"Hahaha... I'm talking about it. In one day, three people entered the eighth level at the same time. If this kind of thing was changed to normal, I wouldn't even dare to think about it!"

The disciples of Tiandao Pavilion looked at the sky and turned their attention to another person, that person was Yanqing who entered the seventh level of heaven.

After all, in their hearts, Chi Guyan and Fang Zhengzheng had reached the top.

It's impossible to go again!

...

Holy Rain Pool, the eighth heaven.

As soon as Fang Zheng walked in, he saw eight snow-white cylinders exactly the same as the seventh level, and Chi Guyan standing in front of the cylinder.

A pink long dress fluttered gently.

It was a very beautiful picture, but Fang Zhengzhen didn't have much thought to appreciate it now, because Chi Guyan was obviously looking at the scroll above her head.

In fact, he did not say hello to Fang Zhengzhi like he was in the seventh heaven.

"Oh? I'm reading the painting. Do you have any experience to share? Maybe you can get my guidance like you are in the seventh heaven. After all, you have to understand that it's thanks to me to reach the eighth heaven, right?" Fang Zhengzhi said while walking towards Chi Guyan with big strode.

Of course, while walking over, his eyes could not be idle, and he looked directly at the scroll floating above his head.

Just a glance...

Fang Zhengzheng stopped.

Because there was no pen or ink or picture on the scroll floating above his head, but a piece of white paper.

White paper?!

Fang Zhengzhi suddenly felt that there was no trust or love in this world. The seventh heaven created a dragon, which almost made him cut off his head.

This eighth heaven actually made a piece of white paper?

How to play?

It’s like you are waiting for the examiner to come up with a confident look, but the examiner doesn’t say a word and just throws you a blank paper.

No questions...

How to answer?
To be continued...