The concept of a born saint begins with Strange Tales from Liaozhai.

While the people on the various mountain peaks were discussing and taking action regarding the ranking of the servant disciples...

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Eighty-nine Peaks, Sutra Repository.

A simple yet magnificent three-story pavilion stands tall.

With its flying eaves and brackets, and green tiles like scales, the pavilion is built of dark golden wood, with faintly flowing patterns on its surface.

A gentle breeze swept by, and the bronze bells on the eaves jingled softly, their sound clear, melodious, and far-reaching.

Above the main entrance of the pavilion hangs a gilded plaque.

The three characters for "Library of the Canon" are written in a vigorous and flowing style, faintly radiating a spiritual light, as if containing a certain kind of pressure that inspires awe.

Su Chen's figure appeared in the Sutra Repository.

As soon as you step inside, a faint scent of sandalwood and ancient scrolls wafts over you.

The interior of the pavilion was extremely spacious, with rows of wooden shelves, each several meters high, neatly arranged, holding hundreds or even thousands of scrolls of scriptures and jade slips.

Some glow with a bluish light, some exude a spiritual aura, while others appear old and mottled, showing signs of having withstood the test of time.

Several luminous orbs hung from the dome, illuminating the entire pavilion with a bright yet soft glow.

The ground was paved with bluestone slabs, and each step was barely audible.

At this moment, there were already quite a few servant disciples in the pavilion.

Someone sat cross-legged in the corner, holding a scripture in his hands, his brows furrowed.

Some people paced back and forth, searching for cultivation techniques among the rows of bookshelves.

A few others huddled together, whispering amongst themselves, their expressions a mixture of excitement and anxiety.

As soon as Su Chen stepped in, several eyes turned to him.

Some of them glanced at it, lost interest, and went back to reading the classics.

But some people's gazes narrowed slightly.

"It's him?"

"Who is it that dares to provoke Senior Sister Gu Jia?!"

They were whispering among themselves.

Su Chen ignored them, walking slowly and steadily, his gaze drifting across the rows of bookshelves.

Each section of the bookshelves is clearly labeled with its category.

Su Chen stopped at a bookshelf labeled with foundation building matters and picked up a scroll of scripture to read.

Chapter 76 Taoist Scriptures and the Inner Landscape of Yin (Two Chapters Combined)

Time passed slowly.

Su Chen flipped through the scrolls of scriptures.

Soon, after the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, he roughly understood what Foundation Establishment was all about.

Looking at the contents of the scripture in his hand, Su Chen murmured softly, "Foundation Building is divided into Low-Grade Foundation Building, Mid-Grade Foundation Building, and High-Grade Foundation Building, and there's also Earthly Foundation Building?"

"And there's also the ancient legend of... Heavenly Dao Foundation Building?"

He also understood the several conditions that affect the quality of the foundation.

Besides the most fundamental breathing techniques, there are also the quality of the foundation materials and the extent to which one has thoroughly studied and mastered the Taoist scriptures.

Su Chen focused his attention on the foundation and the Taoist scriptures.

"Taoist scriptures?"

Su Chen murmured, "The contents of three thousand volumes of Daoist scriptures are recorded in the Scripture Pavilion of the Haoran Immortal Sect."

"The more Daoist scriptures you master, the more Daoist rhymes you will find in your inner vision. The quantity of Daoist rhymes not only affects the quality of your foundation building but also the purity of your magical power."

"However, the Daoist scriptures are written in the Cloud Register Daoist script. Although they are not as complicated as breathing techniques, it is still very difficult to read them thoroughly and understand them."

"Moreover, the later the Taoist scriptures become increasingly obscure..."

Su Chen seemed to be deep in thought.

The scripture in my hand says that the Taoist scriptures are not only related to the quality of the foundation building, but also to the strength of the Taoist power.

Some Taoist practices are extremely difficult. Without the Taoist scriptures as a foundation, one cannot comprehend them or master them. Forcibly practicing Taoist practices beyond one's own understanding is harmful and not beneficial.

The most difficult and powerful Taoist method is naturally the one based on the complete Three Thousand Taoist Scriptures, but it is also the most difficult to comprehend!

The easiest and weakest Taoist method is naturally the one based on a single Taoist scripture!

"So, the difference between Foundation Establishment cultivators is actually quite large?"

Su Chen thought to himself with a strange expression.

After reading the contents of the Taoist scriptures, his gaze fell upon the foundation.

"Interior scene, gloomy place..."

Su Chen's eyes showed surprise.

The scripture describes the interior as not a simple enclosed space, but a place that can be explored.

Some call it the Inner Scene, while others call it the Dark Place, which is a gloomy and terrifying place.

It's eerie and terrifying inside, and there are many unknown things there.

The foundation materials needed for foundation building are obtained from this dark place.

The more dangerous the location, the higher the quality of the foundation!

Breathing techniques, Taoist scriptures, and foundational materials—all three are related to the quality of the final foundation-building process…

Thinking of this, Su Chen carefully sensed the internal landscape of his body, as well as the 12,960 strands of pure magical power.

Having grasped the concepts of lower-grade, middle-grade, upper-grade, earthly, and heavenly foundation building, and sensing the inner landscape at this moment, with his once-in-a-millennium sage-like enlightenment, he vaguely sensed something.

In his mind, if he disregarded everything and proceeded directly to Foundation Establishment, there was a probability of over 40%...

The foundation of heaven is established!

It's something no normal person could do—the legendary Heavenly Foundation Building from ancient times!

"Is this the true value of a perfected Qingxu Yangyuan Breathing Technique with 12,960 strands of magical power?"

Su Chen was astonished.

Of course, although that's the feeling, with a more than 40% chance of achieving Foundation Establishment through Heaven, he wouldn't dare to do it just like that.

As someone with bad luck, he knew exactly what the result of his foundation-building would be.

If nothing unexpected happens, it will most likely turn into a tunnel foundation building!

Even if you want to build a foundation, you must first master the Three Thousand Dao Scriptures, then obtain precious foundation-building materials, and only after you have complete confidence can you build a foundation!

Su Chen has faith in the Tao Te Ching and its foundational materials.

His gaze fell upon the bookshelf not far away, where almost no one lingered.

Su Chen strode over and, amidst the strange looks from the servant disciples, picked up a scroll of Taoist scriptures to read.

As soon as he opened it, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

All that could be seen on this Taoist scripture was a densely packed table of contents.

The first volume of the Daoist scriptures...

Volume Two of the Daoist Scripture...

Volume Three of the Daoist Scripture, etc...

He did not see the specific content of the Taoist scriptures.

Su Chen seemed to be deep in thought, and subconsciously reached out to touch the label of the first volume of the Daoist scripture in the catalog.

The next second, the densely packed catalog disappeared.

Then, the profound Daoist texts described in the cloud-bound Daoist script appeared.

"Invisible to the eye, inaudible to the ear..."

"What cannot be grasped is called the Mysterious..."

"Mysterious beyond mystery, Xin Kong T..."

As a genius with a natural sage-level comprehension that appears only once in ten thousand years, Su Chen has begun to experience the terrifying extent of it.

One by one, the Daoist characters in the cloud-like scrolls shifted and slowly writhed on the scriptures.

They are like celestial books, intertwined and nested, containing the principles of heaven and earth.

A normal person would feel dizzy and be completely dumbfounded at first glance.

However, Su Chen clearly sensed the difference.

The moment he saw it, he instantly understood the meaning of these cloud-like Daoist inscriptions.

"Is this the terrifying aspect of having 7263 points of comprehension?"

"This is only 7263 points of comprehension. What if one's comprehension reaches 8000 points, or even 10000 points, transforming into the level of a sage like Lao Tzu or Shakyamuni?"

Su Chen's heart was filled with anticipation.

As he pondered this, he immersed himself in the Taoist scriptures, rapidly turning the pages.

This situation naturally attracted the attention of some servant disciples not far away.

The group, who had been talking in hushed tones, suddenly stopped and glanced in that direction.

Their expressions were strange.

What is he doing?

One person said in a low voice.

"Reading Taoist scriptures?"

The other person frowned, his tone dismissive.

They had read this scripture before.

But after just one glance, most of them gave up.

Although this scripture is not as complicated and difficult to understand as breathing techniques, and is relatively easy to understand, it is not simple either!

Those cloud-bound Daoist texts seem simple, but the more you look at them, the more confusing they become!

Often, after reading a single page, even the most basic logic remains unclear.

To truly understand it, one must ponder it repeatedly for a long time before barely grasping the basics.

"I looked at it for a long time and it gave me a headache."

A boy pursed his lips and muttered under his breath.

"Instead of studying these Taoist scriptures, it would be better to read commentaries on the Cloud Register Taoist texts, or those classics that record strange tales of Taoist practices. You'd at least gain some knowledge that way..."

The group whispered amongst themselves, their gazes returning to Su Chen with a hint of schadenfreude.

Especially when they thought about how this person had provoked Senior Sister Gu Jia before, a hint of sarcasm crept onto their lips.

"He doesn't believe in superstition."

"They probably thought they could understand it."

"It will be closed in a little while."

"This kind of thing isn't so easy to understand."

While they were discussing it.

Su Chen ignored them, immersing himself in the Cloud Record Dao Text.

Soon, he turned to the last page of a complete Taoist scripture.

Suddenly, Su Chen's mind jolted as a notification sound rang in his ears.