Chapter 245

But the difficulty of becoming a new Hunyuan Daluo exceeded anything before.

Yet even so, his own teacher said Luo Fu must have such hope.

"So, Xuan Du," Laozi sighed, "never compare yourself to Luo Fu again. Even comparing yourself to Duobao, the other direct disciple of the Jie Sect, would be better than Luo Fu."

Upon hearing this, Duobao fell silent, then finally nodded.

Luo Fu's talent surpassed Xuan Du's imagination.

On the other side.

After returning to Mount Yunlong, Luo Fu once again plunged into cultivation.

Although, given Luo Fu's current condition, going to his teacher, Saint Tongtian, to listen to the Dao posed no issue whatsoever.

But for Luo Fu, necessary concealment was also essential.

Spending some time meant nothing to Luo Fu.

Moreover, even if Luo Fu were to fully comprehend Laozi's lecture, it would still require considerable time.

It could not be fully digested in the short term.

After all, Luo Fu's current strength realm was only Taiyi Jin Xian.

Soon, another decade passed.

Mount Yunlong.

Black and white great Dao forces encircled Luo Fu—those were the forces of Yin and Yang Dao.

They were precisely the great Dao forces Luo Fu had comprehended from the Taiji Tu and from Laozi the Saint.

As the possessor of the Taiji Tu, Laozi's mastery of Yin-Yang Dao was only natural.

And Luo Fu, within ten years, had comprehended and cultivated both Yin and Yang Dao forces to success.

If Laozi knew of this, he would likely be even more astonished.

Ten years.

Relying on his Tian Dao-level comprehension, Luo Fu not only grasped more of the Three Thousand Great Daos, but also elevated and transformed all his cultivated techniques.

The Hunyuan Jin Dan Jue, the Myriad Spirits Suppressing the Realm Array, the Tongtian Sword Dao, and even the Eternal Chaos Body and other great Dao cultivation systems all underwent distinct changes.

For ordinary beings, even for Tian Dao Saints,

ten years might accomplish no great change.

But Luo Fu, with his Tian Dao-level comprehension, underwent constant transformation during this time, without pause.

That transformation was visible to the naked eye—even Saints could not have anticipated it.

Remember, in the Primordial World, the Dao Ancestor Hongjun might be a Tian Dao-level powerhouse, but his comprehension likely could not reach Tian Dao-level.

That kind of soul power was, in some sense, fixed and unchangeable.

But Luo Fu was different.

Merely ten years had allowed him to transform again.

Of course, this was also due to his sufficient accumulated foundation.

Otherwise, relying solely on Tian Dao-level comprehension, Luo Fu might have grown, but certainly not as astonishingly as he had now.

The Saint's great Dao transmissions had shortened Luo Fu's cultivation time by thousands, even tens of thousands of years.

This was still under the assumption of Luo Fu's Tian Dao-level comprehension.

For ordinary beings, it would truly require tens of millions, even hundreds of millions of years—or longer—of arduous cultivation.

Thus, sometimes the power of great Dao knowledge was immense.

Just as the Dao Ancestor Hongjun's lecture gave the entire Primordial World a direction, the number of powerful beings in the Primordial World surged dramatically.

Precisely because of this, within merely ten years, Luo Fu had undergone tremendous transformation.

Even in alchemy and artifact forging, Luo Fu had developed a certain proficiency.

After all, these were originally the signature arts of Laozi and Master Yuanshi.

When teaching Luo Fu, these two Saints did not hold back their signature arts.

As they themselves had said, for Luo Fu, Laozi and Master Yuanshi had truly given their all.

"Hummm…"

The Yin-Yang Dao forces dissipated from his body; within Luo Fu's pupils, endless Daos seemed to collapse.

"It's time to go to my teacher's place," Luo Fu murmured.

Over ten years, Luo Fu had not only digested the Saints' Dao, but also concealed a portion of his innate talent.

Thinking of this, Luo Fu rose without hesitation and headed toward Biyou Palace.

For Luo Fu,

his teacher's Biyou Palace was a place he knew well.

Some Jie Sect disciples along the way saw him and bowed respectfully.

Although decades had passed,

Luo Fu's reputation still echoed throughout Mount Kunlun.

Biyou Palace.

When Luo Fu arrived, the page Xiao Qing had been waiting for a long time.

"Young Master, Master has been waiting inside for quite some time," Xiao Qing bowed.

"Good, Xiao Qing, lead the way," Luo Fu smiled lightly.

Now, Luo Fu's arrival at Biyou Palace was no longer as nervous as before.

Not only had his comprehension reached Tian Dao-level, but he had also listened to the great Dao transmissions of two Saints.

Thus, Luo Fu's foundational strength and hidden cards had been forged into something terrifyingly powerful.

So when facing a Saint, Luo Fu no longer felt the same unease as before.

Understanding the Saint's Great Dao inheritance gave Luo Fu a certain grasp of the power a Saint possessed.

Between a Quasi-Saint and a Saint, there truly was a gap as vast as heaven and earth.

Soon, led by Xiao Qing, Luo Fu walked into the depths of Biyou Palace — the place where Tongtian Jiaozhu usually cultivated.

"Disciple greets Master." Arriving alone at the depths of the palace, Luo Fu saw the figure in a cyan Daoist robe and bowed respectfully.

"Luo Fu, your Master has long been waiting for you." Tongtian Jiaozhu said with a faint smile, "So, are you ready?"

"This disciple is ready." Luo Fu said in a low voice.

"Good." Tongtian Jiaozhu said no more.

Having witnessed the situations of his two senior brothers, Yuanshi Tianzun and Laozi, Tongtian Jiaozhu had a sufficient understanding of this disciple of his.

Immediately after.

Tongtian Jiaozhu began to expound the Dao to Luo Fu.

From Taiyi Golden Immortal, Daluo Golden Immortal, Quasi-Saint, all the way to the Dao of Saint.

Because Tongtian had already expounded the Dao to Luo Fu before, there was no need to start from the beginning.

Of course, when receiving the Dao of Saint, Luo Fu still appeared to be barely managing on the outside.

Long years drifted by.

The Great Dao inheritance expounded by Tongtian Jiaozhu slowly drew to a close, and he looked at Luo Fu with a complicated gaze.

It could be said that, regarding this disciple of his, this time Tongtian Jiaozhu truly had nothing left to teach.