The Temple of Truth, located in the center of the Truth Heaven Realm, sank into the ground and stands up to the sky. It is majestic and majestic, and it is not like a temple, but more like... the end of the world.

That's right.

It's the end of heaven and earth.

The Temple of Truth is thousands of miles high, all white, as if it was made of silver. The monk stood on the earth and looked forward. All his vision was blocked, and he felt that it was a silver wall that supported the heaven and earth in the sky.

The Temple of Merit is thousands of miles high, but it is located in the universe and is next to it with a more magnificent and majestic river of heaven. Therefore, compared with the Temple of Truth that stands on the earth, it is less shocking.

"I'm afraid that only gods can build such a temple." Zhang Ruochen sighed.

There are many temples built in all directions of the Temple of Truth, some are located on the ground, some are floating in the air, all with majestic atmosphere, and are living with extraordinary figures. However, compared with the Temple of Truth, those temples seem to be the size of a fist, and cannot show a trace of momentum.

Before entering the Temple of Truth, Zhang Ruochen said to the other five people: "The practice time of one month is quite short. I think the time should be divided into three sections, divided into three times to practice, and one time to practice for ten days."

Mu Lingxi agreed with Zhang Ruochen's approach and said: "The probability of comprehending the rules of truth for one month at a time is too low. However, it is divided into three practices. After each comprehending, we return to the temple and discuss with each other, and can comprehend the pictures and texts of the truth left by the tree god, and find out the shortcomings. When we enter the Temple of Truth to practice next time, we are likely to comprehending the rules of truth."

The rest of the people nodded.

When we arrived at the lower side of the God of Truth, there were nearly a thousand holy monks gathered here. They came from all major worlds, each of whom was a dragon among humans, with a strong physique and luck.

Zhang Ruochen and the other six stood in the crowd, not looking too prominent. Instead, Mu Lingxi, Ling Feiyu and other women attracted some scorching gazes.

From this we can also see that the stunning beauty is the most eye-catching anywhere.

However, everyone's desire for the truth was obviously greater. Therefore, the prides of heaven did not go up to meet him, and quickly looked away and looked in the direction of the temple.

Ten first-class disciples of the Temple of Truth, wearing the Qilin Qingyun robe, walked down the stairs paved with holy jade, all of which were half a step into the realm of the Holy King. The aura of the holy Tao emitted from them actually made the prides of heaven below feel a little ashamed of themselves.

"Everyone is very unusual to be able to become a first-class disciple in the Temple of Truth."

"They have much more opportunities to enter the Temple of Truth to practice than we do, and many times, they can still listen to the preaching of the gods."

"When they worshipped in the Temple of Truth, they had already chosen thousands of choices."

...

All the monks in the holy realm below were talking about it.

Zhang Ruochen glanced at the ten people, and sighed secretly in his heart: "It is worthy of being the Temple of Truth. None of these ten people is weaker than Wu Hao and Bai Feng. In some weak worlds, they are enough to become the strongest person in an era."

Just then, beside Zhang Ruochen, a peacock tribe, exclaimed: "He actually has three heads and six arms. Could it be Feng Yan, which ranks 17th in the "Saint Merit List"?"

Suddenly, an agitation sounded around.

The ten first-class disciples of the Temple of Truth, the man standing at the center, really had three heads and six arms, and every part of his body was flowing with holy light, as if he was standing at the center of the universe, making people feel that he is extraordinary the more he looks.

Just as Zhang Ruochen was staring at him, he also stared at Zhang Ruochen and nodded and smiled at Zhang Ruochen.

"One pair of eyes stared at me, but the other two eyes were closed, and it was obvious that they were practicing. This person's cultivation speed was probably three times that of ordinary people, or even more than three times that of ordinary people." Zhang Ruochen said intimately.

"Wow—"

A circle of white holy light surged from the first-class disciple with three heads and six arms. Suddenly, all the prides present felt an invisible pressure on them.

For a moment, everyone became quiet.

"I am a first-class disciple of the Temple of Truth. Feng Yan, many monks have come to the Temple of Truth to practice for the first time. There must be many unclear places. Now I will explain it to you one by one."

"The first floor of the Temple of Truth has a total of 88,888 training chambers, which are the place for cultivation to begin with the Way of Truth."

"The second floor of the Temple of Truth has a total of 8888 cultivation caves, which are the place of cultivation that refines the way of truth."

...

After the explanation, the ten first-class disciples of the Temple of Truth began to check the seals in their hands, determine their identities, and then they were allowed to enter the temple to practice.

Feng Yan walked to Zhang Ruochen's side, checked his seal personally, and then said, "I am very much looking forward to what extent your attainment in the Way of Truth can reach in a month?"

Obviously, the other party had long recognized his identity.

Zhang Ruochen didn't say a word. He took the seal from Feng Yan's hand and climbed the stairs and walked towards the Temple of Truth.

Feng Yan stared at Zhang Ruochen's back, revealing a meditative look.

After all the monks in the holy realm climbed the stairs, a beautiful female first-class disciple walked to Feng Yan's side, and a shy look flashed in his eyes, saying, "Senior Brother Feng, just give us the mundane things like this, why do you have to come forward in person?"

Feng Yan said: "Because my sister told me that there is a very unusual figure among this group of monks, maybe I will be interested, so I came to see him in person."

"A very unusual person, is that person just now?"

The first-class female disciple knew that Feng Yan had only one sister, who was a divine disciple of the Temple of Truth, with a high status and could inspect the Truth Heavenly Realm.

Even the disciples of the Divine Legend thought it was unusual. What was the identity of the man just now?

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The first floor of the Temple of Truth.

While looking for the vacant training room, Zhang Ruochen thought in his heart: "The characters who can enter the top of the "Saint Merit List" are indeed very unusual. I must comprehend the rules of truth as soon as possible. Otherwise, confronting them will suffer a lot."

The reason why Zhang Ruochen was able to defeat Tixu was because what Tixu was best at was speed.

Zhang Ruochen's way of space and time can precisely control his speed. If he meets other prides of heaven, Zhang Ruochen may not have such an advantage.

Especially, there is some power, which even has a certain suppression effect on space and time.

When he came to an empty training room, Zhang Ruochen put the seal into the groove on the entrance door, and then the door of the secret room opened.

The secret room was extremely dark and dull, but Zhang Ruochen clearly felt that the rules of heaven and earth here were quite active, and it was definitely ten times faster to realize the truth here than outside.

Moreover, there were also wisps of truth flowing in the air, which was like the wind, surrounding the monk's body, and wishing to enter the monk's body directly.

It was also because Zhang Ruochen understood the truth path left by the tree god and understood the rules of truth, and only then did he realize that the wind surrounding his body was formed by the gathering of the rules of truth.

"If you want to comprehend the rules of truth, you should not find such an excellent place to enlighten the truth in the world." Zhang Ruochen sighed in his heart.

The structure of the secret room is narrow and long, and there are three visual images engraved on the wall.

In the first picture, there is only one point in the picture.

In the second picture, there are two points in the picture.

In the third picture, there are three points in the picture.

There was a laugh of sacred flowers in Zhang Ruochen's body: "There are only three simple pictures, no wonder the first floor of the Temple of Truth is called the Introduction to the Way of Truth."

"Wow—"

Green vines grew on Zhang Ruochen's back, and with a dazzling holy light emitted, the slim figure of the magic sound appeared beside Zhang Ruochen.

The Holy Flower of Eat is Zhang Ruochen's parasitic plant, so you can naturally follow Zhang Ruochen to enter the Temple of Truth.

"Simple?"

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said, "Understanding the first visualization picture, the monk can double the power by performing holy art."

"Comprehensive the second visualization diagram can increase the power twice."

"Comprehensive the third visualization diagram can increase the power by three times."

"If it were really simple, there wouldn't be so many talented men who had nothing to find in the Temple of Truth and returned empty-handed. At least they had to comprehend the first visualization map in order to mobilize the rules of truth."

The smile on Mo Yin's face disappeared and became serious, saying, "Just getting started with the truth, you can increase the power of the holy art three times. Then, the second and third levels of the Temple of Truth... Once you understand it thoroughly, wouldn't it be even more terrifying? Can you increase the power of the holy art ten times or a hundred times?"

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said, "It's not that simple, there will definitely be bottlenecks. The monks themselves have bottlenecks, and the truth also have bottlenecks. What do you think so much? As long as you can understand the three visualization pictures of the entry-level, it will be a very great achievement."

After lit a rainbow-turned vine, Zhang Ruochen sat cross-legged below the first visualization picture.

"Zhang Ruochen, I also want to comprehend the way of truth."

A sound came from the sword spirit of the Chenyuan Ancient Sword.

Zhang Ruochen took out the ancient sword of Chenyuan, and then a pair of black-winged sword spirits emerged from the inside of the sword body.

"The rules of truth are also useful to you?" Zhang Ruochen was a little surprised.

The sword spirit said: "The rules of truth are of great use to all spirits in heaven, earth and earth. If I could comprehend the rules of truth, the power of the ancient sword in the Chenyuan will be even stronger in the future. Moreover, it will also be of great benefit to me in the future condensing of the sword spirit body."

Zhang Ruochen nodded, no longer asked, immersed himself in the first visualization picture.

There is only one point on the picture, but when I completely immerse myself in it, I found that it was a whirlpool of storm, composed of nine rules of truth.

To be precise, the nine rules of truth are bound in a vortex, constantly rotating, for monks to observe and comprehend.

"Sure enough, the visualization diagram of the Temple of Truth is much simpler than the pictures and texts of the Way of Truth left by the tree god, and it is easier to understand." Zhang Ruochen had more confidence.

Not long after, Zhang Ruochen understood the first rule of truth and showed it in his palm.

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Chapter completed!