First Day in Prison, I Bound the Self-Improvement System!
Chapter 272

Bearing Ten Thousand Daos, Never Forgetting My Dao

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When the old man heard this, he smiled slightly, and instead of asking any more questions, he directly asked the fourth question.

He pushed the oil lamp from the center of the table to the middle of the two people. He pushed it gently and slowly, but it gave people a solemn feeling.

After the oil lamp stopped, the flame flickered slightly.

The old man looked into his eyes and asked word for word, "You just said that you are afraid of being drowned by ten thousand ways. Then let me ask you, if one day, all the ways in you disappear. Way of Refining is gone, Space Great Dao is gone, Time Great Dao is gone, all the ten thousand kinds of Great Dao Power obtained from Myriad Dao Bell are gone, what is left on you?"

Ye Wudao frowned slightly, imagining this scene in his mind.

He knew that the old man's question was not unreasonable and he could not answer it casually. He must follow his heart.

He tried hard to imagine the scene the old man said in his mind.

If the Tao disappears and the system becomes silent, he becomes an ordinary person without Great Dao Power.

So what's left in his hand?

He remembered the day when he was framed by Ye Zhenshan. At that time, he had nothing and couldn't even do the most basic practice.

Later he met the system, Great Master Qin Tianlong, his ancestor Ye Anyuan, Yujing, Fuxi, and Nuwa.

He has been beaten, injured, and stood up many times.

Those experiences were not Great Dao Power, nor were they rewards given to him by the system, they were simply things that happened to him.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the old man, and said in a deep voice, "There is more!"

The old man smiled slightly and asked, "What else?"

Ye Wudao said word for word, "And myself."

The old man did not interrupt him and waited quietly for the next sentence.

Ye Wudao continued, "Before I understood these ways, I was alone."

"I eat whole grains, so I feel tired when I walk, and I bleed when I am cut with a knife. I have lived without Way of Refining, and I have walked without Space Great Dao."

"These are the pieces of clothing I put on later, but they are not my skin. If I take them all off, the person under the clothes is still me."

He paused for a moment, as if to confirm whether what he said really stood up, and then continued, "I can eat, walk, get cold, get hot, think about things, and make choices. When it's cold, I know how to put on more clothes, and when it's hot, I know how to find shade."

"I can tell what makes me happy and what makes me uncomfortable. I don't exist because of these things."

"They are the tools I picked up, the stones I use to knock on the door. After the door is opened, the stones can be put down, but the person knocking on the door is still there."

After he finished speaking, the stone room was so quiet that the only sound left was the breathing of the two people.

The old man sat opposite, motionless.

After a long time, the old man stretched out a hand and gently covered the lamp.

His palm blocked the light of the flames, and darkness rushed in from all sides, quickly swallowing up the brightness between the two of them.

The room fell into complete darkness in an instant.

Ye Wudao didn't move.

In the darkness, the old man's voice came. "Fourth question, pass."

"Dao Inquiry Pavilion, clear the level."

Ye Wudao Sitting in the darkness, he took a long breath and realized that his shoulders had always been stiff.

Those four questions sound simple, but each one is a layer of questioning.

He answered the question of fire on the first level, the question of water on the second level, the question of gold led him to the third level, and the fourth question was like a reaching hand, reaching directly to the bottom, pulling him out of more than 10,000 avenues.

If he hadn't thought clearly about "I don't exist because of these ways" at the last moment, he might not be able to stand up today.

Some people are so greedy that they have many paths attached to them, but none of them are their own roots. When asked, they collapse, because after taking off those borrowed things, they are empty inside.

Some people are too stupid to walk one road to the end and never think about other directions. They are confused when asked because they have never stood outside their own road to see what path they are taking.

He is a genius, with a firm mind, clear wisdom, high understanding, excellent skills and tactics, and more than 10,000 kinds of avenues at his disposal.

But his biggest problem is precisely that he has "everything."

He was overfed by the system.

Ye Wudao sat in the dark, chewed these words in his mind several times, and then slowly stood up. As soon as he stood up, the oil lamp on the table suddenly turned on by itself.

The fire was rekindled, and the dim yellow light spread again, revealing an additional line of words on the low table. The words were written on the table with fingers dipped in water.

There are eight words in total. "Be mindful of all things, but never forget your own way."

The old man has disappeared.

Ye Wudao was the only one left in the stone room. The oil lamp was burning quietly, and the words on the table were clear and distinct under the firelight.

Ye Wudao stood at the table, looking at those eight words, and stood in silence for a long time.

He didn't say thank you, he bent down towards the empty chair where the old man had just sat, and bowed seriously.

After standing up, he turned and walked towards the wooden door that appeared on the other side of the stone room.

The moment he opened the door, the light from outside came in. It was no longer dim light, but the clear sunlight of the mountains.

Ye Wudao stood at the door and looked back at the Dao Inquiry Pavilion behind him. The oil lamp in the door was still on, and through the half-open door, the eight characters on the table could be seen faintly in the firelight.

He turned around, took a deep breath, and stepped onto the stone steps leading to the sixth attic.

In the main hall on the top of the mountain, a man in green robe stood at the door of the hall.

He looked at the figure getting closer and closer to him, remained silent for a long time, and then said softly, "Dao Inquiry Pavilion's four questions, he actually passed all four questions."

"Fire, water, and metal, these three things trapped him, but he was not trapped."

"After passing three questions, you have successfully passed the level. I didn't expect that he could pass the fourth question!"

"The last question, I picked myself out of more than 10,000 paths. This talent is extraordinary!"

""With all the knowledge in mind, never forget my own way". It's easy to write these eight words, but it's not that simple to admit that you are the one who "doesn't forget"."

He walked to the edge of the hall and looked at the sixth attic not far away.

"Momentum Pavilion!"

He read the name once, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and he whispered softly, "I hope you can pass!"

"I have been waiting for this day for too long!"

Ye Wudao came to the door of the sixth attic and looked at the plaque on the attic. He stood there without moving.

Behind me, there was a bustling sound. Someone passed the preliminary examination and entered Myriad Worlds Academy.

He turned around and looked at the few people who had just entered, frowning slightly.

The formal assessment in the Myriad Worlds Academy, these seven lofts, are not so easy to pass!

Every loft here is designed for challengers.

He came in through Myriad Dao Bell, and all the levels seemed to be aimed at the ten thousand kinds of Great Dao Power he understood.

Fortunately, he understood the ten thousand kinds of Great Dao Power on Myriad Dao Bell, otherwise, he would not be able to answer many questions at all.

Especially Dao Inquiry Pavilion and Technique Forging Pavilion, one tests the understanding of Tao, and the other tests the application of Tao.

These two levels are obviously not on the same level as the previous three levels.

At this time, people who had just entered Myriad Worlds Academy also saw the figure of Ye Wudao.

"Who is that person?"

"It seems to be the person who entered Myriad Worlds Academy before!"

"Is he so fast?"

"Let's go there quickly, don't let him reach the top first!"

Several people discussed in low voices and flew towards the location of Ye Wudao.

However, when several people flew to the location of the Beginner Pavilion, a golden light brushed on them.

Several people landed one after another.

A voice came from the main hall.

"If you want to reach the top, walk up step by step from the Beginner Pavilion!"

As soon as these words came out, those people who were brushed away by the golden light looked at Ye Wudao in disbelief.

"He... he's broken into five attics? How is that possible?"

"Didn't you say that this Myriad Worlds Academy has a very high chance of death?"

"Maybe it's just a rumor?"

"It's probably not a rumor. There are so many of us who passed the primary exam, but only a few of us got in. This Myriad Worlds Academy exam must be very difficult!"

"That person seems to be Ye Wudao! It's the Immortal Array Master of the Azure Sect!"

"So it's him. Is he really that strong?"

Several people got up from the ground and started talking.

Ye Wudao didn't go to see those people. Life and death are determined by fate, wealth and honor.

Now that you have chosen to enter Myriad Worlds Academy, your life is in your own hands.

He looked at the wooden door of "Momentum Pavilion", gently pushed the wooden door open, and entered Momentum Pavilion.

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