"Knocking at the door of gods and demons"

In the room, sitting on the bed, Chen Changming fell into thinking.

If according to what is recorded in this Donghuang Sutra, then the level he was at before was undoubtedly the highest level among mortals.

According to this world, human potential is endless, but after reaching a certain limit, a certain door must be opened before we can continue to move forward.

The Gate of Gods and Demons, also known as the Gate of Limits, means that only those close to the limit can access it.

And this is actually the case.

Only when mortals truly reach their limits and reach their theoretical perfection can they come into contact with the door of gods and demons, and even try to open it and enter a higher level.

In the past world of gods and demons, Chen Changming's level was undoubtedly like this.

At that time, he had already opened up the source land and gained the power of nearly a thousand spiritual kings of all generations. He had broken down all barriers and reached the limit of what he could achieve.

At that time, he must have truly come into contact with the door of gods and demons, but he had not yet opened it.

The subsequent practice was only a further step based on this foundation, but there was no more substantial change.

Without truly opening the door to gods and demons, the level of gods and demons is already at its limit, and it is simply impossible to enter a higher level.

Sitting on the bed, Chen Changming suddenly realized something.

"In the infinite space, is it a coincidence that the strongest person in it is only at the level of gods and demons, or is this the truth?"

Recalling the situation in the infinite space, Chen Changming couldn't help but flashed this idea.

In the infinite space, there are nearly ten powerful apostles who have reached the level of gods and demons.

According to common sense, this number of gods and demons should be able to give birth to some more extraordinary beings.

However, from what Chen Changming had seen in the infinite space before, it seemed that no apostle could advance further than the level of gods and demons.

Now it seems that they are also like Chen Changming. Although they have reached the extreme of mortals, they have not opened the door to gods and demons in themselves?

This was also the case in the previous world.

In the world where Song Rou lives, the strongest people are only immortals, and there is no supreme existence that truly surpasses the immortals.

Now imagine, would the same be true in that world?

In the previous world of gods and demons, was the reason why the first generation of spirit kings left was also to find a way to open the door to gods and demons?

In an instant, Chen Changming thought of many things, and his mood gradually calmed down.

No matter how you say it, he came to this world at the right time.

It doesn’t really matter, just obtaining this Eastern Emperor Scripture and understanding the real way forward after the gods and demons is already an extremely huge gain.

“Too bad, only the top half”

Thinking back to the meaning recorded in the Donghuang Sutra, Chen Changming couldn't help but sigh.

The Donghuang Sutra is divided into two parts. The part in Song San's hands is only the first volume, which records the cultivation methods from ordinary people to the extreme of ordinary people.

As for the subsequent knocking on the door of gods and demons, and even the practice after gods and demons, they are recorded in the second part of the Donghuang Sutra.

And this part is the most important to Chen Changming.

I can only say it's a pity.

However, it's not bad.

Now that we know that this world has the true method of cultivation for gods and demons, it will not be too late to search for it after we regain our strength.

If there is no Donghuang Sutra, there must be other scriptures recording the relevant mysteries.

Sitting on the bed, Chen Changming thought so in his heart.

Today, what is more important to Chen Changming than the Eastern Emperor Sutra is to break his own shackles.

Although he was revived at this moment, most of his strength was cut off by himself, and the remaining bit was blocked by himself, making him unable to use it easily.

In his current state, it can be said that he is half dead. He can barely hold on for a breath, but it is extremely difficult to truly regain his strength.

However, after having the Donghuang Sutra, Chen Changming already had some ideas in his mind.

If everything goes well, the blockade of this world may soon be broken and freedom truly restored.

But before that, he still needs some time.

After thinking this, Chen Changming's face became calm, he slowly closed his eyes and began to fall into a deep sleep.

And now, on the other side.

In front of a spacious training table, Song San stared blankly ahead at the many big men who were training there. At this time, there was only one thought left in his mind.

That's it?

In his eyes, the big men in front were sweating and practicing a boxing technique.

But this boxing technique seemed extremely superficial, and it was nothing compared to the martial arts in his mind.

Previously, in order to avoid trouble, Chen Changming not only injected martial arts directly into his mind, but also sent him some general experiences and experience and common sense.

Of course, this common sense is very superficial, but under normal circumstances, it is enough.

But at this moment, looking at the strong men training in front of him, Song San couldn't help but shed a cold sweat.

Even with his rudimentary kung fu and common sense, he could clearly see at this moment that this boxing technique was crude. Some people even made obvious mistakes in their efforts. If he practiced this technique for a long time, he might develop hidden injuries.

Looking at this situation, Song San was very suspicious. This is the martial arts hall that the Song family relies on to become famous?

"You just came here, so it's normal for you to behave like this."

On the side, watching Song San's reaction, an old man in white robe proudly touched his beard and said, "It will be fine when you get used to it."

At this moment, he thought Song San was shocked by the scene in front of him.

It's actually normal to think so.

After all, when he thought about it, Song San was just a young man tilling the land. How much knowledge could he have?

It's completely normal to be a little shocked, and it's not surprising at all.

Song San couldn't help but glance at him and almost didn't express what was in his head.

He forced a smile, wiped the cold sweat from his body, and pretended to be shocked: "It's so spectacular."

"alright."

The old man patted Song San on the shoulder with satisfaction and said, "You just arrived today, so you don't need to go to training. First, go around and get familiar with the surrounding environment."

"After tomorrow, I will naturally teach you specifically."

He said this to Song San, and then continued to walk around with Song San.

In this way, Song San's career in the Song family began.

Compared to his original life, this place is undoubtedly a lot more lively.

Many disciples of the Song family had contempt for this bumpkin like him, but they didn't express it openly.

On the surface, he is still very polite.

Song San didn't care about the attitude of these people, but he was just being polite.

The martial arts here are just like that.

The Wutang martial arts that can be practiced at will is just like that. Even to Song San, who is half-empty, it seems to be full of mistakes.

It is said that disciples who perform well in the martial arts hall will be accepted as disciples by the elders and teach them personally, teaching them more advanced martial arts.

But judging from Song San's feelings, he felt that the so-called profound martial arts of the Song family were probably far inferior to the unknown martial arts taught by Chen Changming.

The only thing that satisfied him was that the Song family's food was quite good. Not only was it full of rice, rice and noodles, but it also had meat.

With sufficient food supply, within just a few days, his energy seemed much better, much more energetic than before.

Of course, he did not forget Chen Changming.

One day at noon, he was rewarded with half a piece of meat for his outstanding performance, and he immediately took it back, wanting to honor Chen Changming.

Although judging from the previous situation, Chen Changming should not need to eat, but it cannot always be like this.

Song San took the things back and showed his filial piety.

“Take it and eat it yourself”

Approaching his house, before actually entering the room where Chen Changming was, a soft voice came from the room.

Then, the door to the room opened automatically, revealing the scene inside.

A young immortal dressed in white stood there quietly, with an unparalleled handsome appearance, as if a heavenly being had descended into the world.

Chen Changming was sitting alone on the bedside. At this moment, he slowly opened his eyes and looked at Song San: "Back?"

"Master."

Song San saluted respectfully and put the meat in his hand aside: "I'll see you in a few days. I hope Master will atone for his sins."

"It doesn't matter."
To be continued...