A month flew by in the blink of an eye and was drawing to a close.
Han Zhongli stirred his Divine Sense and looked at Chen Beiwu, whose eyes were half-closed, then shook his head slightly.
To use the heart as a mirror to reflect two landscapes, the spirit as a brush to cultivate the true through borrowed beasts, creating the form of heaven and earth and forging a companion final scenery-how difficult it was!
Over his long years guarding the entrance, he had seen far too many astonishing prodigies meet defeat before the Chaos Primordial Origin Union with the Dao Stele and leave empty-handed. But that was only natural. The Beast-Borrowing Cultivation Dao was difficult to begin with; comprehending a Beast-Commanding Companion Landscape was certainly no single day's work.
Without years upon years of observation, verification, and insight, many prodigies could not even forge a heaven-bestowed middle scenery, let alone achieve a heaven-bestowed final scenery. Of course, there were always a very few prodigies in this world who were perfectly compatible with a supreme landscape stele.
Such prodigies shared one trait: their very first observation and contemplation of the stele could resonate with the Supreme Landscape Stele and grant them its true meaning, saving them decades or even centuries of contemplation and arduous cultivation.
It was no exaggeration to say that once such a prodigy appeared, they might even draw out the cultivation titan who had left the supreme landscape stele in the Sect for later generations to inherit and study, prompting that titan to accept them as a disciple and regard them as an heir to their Dao lineage.
At this thought, Han Zhongli swiftly withdrew his Divine Sense.
Throughout Chen Beiwu's contemplation, the supreme landscape stele had remained silent, without the slightest unusual movement.
That meant one