After a day of closing his eyes and resting, Shen Lang's mental state returned to his best level.

In order to ensure that he is not disturbed, Yun Henzi specially brought Shen Lang to the sea of ​​flowers a hundred miles away from the bamboo house.

The environment here is quiet, and there is a restriction barrier set by Yunhenzi around him, so no one will disturb him.

After Yun Henzi left, Shen Lang took out the Ananda Sutra.

This rubbing of the immortal book of Ananda Sutra should be like the rubbings in the sword domain. You can see the contents in the rubbings by immersing your divine thoughts into the rubbings.

Rubbings of immortal books are not only visible with spiritual consciousness, but require unique skills. First of all, monks need to develop a strong obsession in their hearts and use them to strengthen their own beliefs.

This rubbing of immortal book also has a certain spirituality. If the monk himself is half-believing and half-doubting about the contents of the rubbing of immortal book, he will not be accepted by the rubbing.

Shen Lang sat upright in the sea of ​​flowers, holding the rubbings of the immortal book of Ananda Sutra in his hand, immersing his divine thoughts into it, and a strong obsession arises in his heart, wanting to peek at the secrets of the rubbings.

Not long.

“Buzz!”

Large pieces of colorful light flew out from the rubbings, wrapping Shen Lang.

Immediately afterwards, these lights produced a powerful tearing force. Shen Lang did not resist and allowed these lights to suck himself into the rubbings.

"here it is?"

Opening his eyes again, Shen Lang found that he had arrived at a strange place.

The sky is clear and the air is cool and the wind blows.

At this moment, Shen Lang was on a sea of ​​clouds, his body was floating in the air, extremely light and ethereal, as if a gust of wind could blow him away.

"Huhh!"

Just then, a gust of wind really blew, and Shen Lang's body floated into the depths of the sea of ​​clouds like catkins dancing in the wind.

After a while, Shen Lang's body, which was fluttering with the wind, suddenly stopped, and there was a mountain shrouded in mist in front of him.

On the top of the mountain is a bamboo forest, and three old men of different styles are walking.

One of the old men seemed to be a monk, wearing a coarse monk's robe, was as thin as a firewood, and had nine ring scars on his head.

Another old man was wearing a Taoist robe, with white eyebrows and long hair, and a fairy-like traitor.

The last old man was wearing black armor and was extremely strong, his eyes were as red as blood, and his whole body released a shocking evil spirit.

Three old men strolled and chatted, and the voice of exchange and conversation came into Shen Lang's ears.

"Two fellow Taoists, how do you understand what cultivation is?" The old man in Taoism asked the first question.

"Amitabha."

The monk clasped his hands together and said, "I think what is cultivation of truth and truth should be divided into two issues. What is 'cultivation' and 'truth'?"

"Interesting. In my opinion, to cultivate the truth, to eliminate the false and retain the truth. Those who leave are to cultivate, and those who maintain are to be true." The old man in Taoist robe said with a smile.

The monk clasped his hands together: "The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and turning back is the shore. To eliminate suffering is to cultivate, and to correct it is to be true."

The last old man in the armor sneered: "Don't take it for yourself to be noble. In my opinion, desire is cultivation, and strength is true!"

The three old men argued endlessly.

At this moment, the old man in Taoist robe looked at Shen Lang floating in the sky with a smile and asked, "That fellow Taoist, how do you think of the word "cultivation"?"

Shen Lang was shocked and couldn't help but start to figure out the meaning of cultivation.

The three old men stopped arguing and stopped to look at Shen Lang, as if waiting for Shen Lang's remarks.

"In a broad sense, it means that cultivators practice and gain stronger strength. The best way to understand what this senior in armor said is that desire is cultivation, and strength is true. Cultivators all seek stronger strength, so they cultivate truth. However, if they pursue power too much, they will be swallowed up by force, causing weaknesses in nature. The demon cultivator pursues power, and this senior in armor should be a demon cultivator."

After saying that, Shen Lang turned his gaze to the monk on the far left and said, "The so-called extermination of suffering is cultivation, and the cultivation is true. It can be understood as cultivating the mind. All desires are the sea of ​​suffering. To destroy oneself in the sea of ​​suffering, transcend oneself in the sea of ​​cultivation, this can also be called cultivation. Those who cultivate the mind should be a Buddhist monk."

Finally, Shen Lang's eyes turned to the Taoist robe in the center and said, "Those who go are cultivated, and those who are still alive are true... Only this sentence can be truly defined as the literal 'cultivation'. The one who goes is cultivated, and intends to abandon distracting thoughts in the secular world, birth, old age, sickness and death, and even all negative emotions for oneself, as well as things that will hurt oneself. The one who is still alive is true, and intends to leave behind everything he wants, and even the power of desire, and show his true self that transcends oneself, and there is no such thing as good and evil."

The old man in Taoist robe smiled: "Then, fellow Taoist, who is the most correct person to say "cultivation"? "

Shen Lang closed his eyes and thought for a while, and said calmly: "The three seniors are all correct, because they have different definitions of cultivation. As long as they follow the inner explanation, they cannot be said to be wrong. But the most accurate definition of the word cultivation is the younger generation. If they want to "get rid of the false and keep the truth", the one who leaves is the cultivation, and the one who has the truth is the truth."

"Hahaha, fellow Taoist, you are destined to be with me."

Amid the long laugh of the old man in Taoist robe, the old man in monk robe and the old man in armor next to him turned into two ripples of blue smoke and disappeared.

"The wisdom root, the heart of Tao, and the demon seed are the three qualifications for the human race monks to achieve the Golden Immortal. Fellow Taoist, you are a rare person with the heart of Tao. I will pass on you a Taoist mind method. What kind of mind method do you want to practice?" The old man in Taoist robe asked with a smile.

Shen Lang was extremely surprised. The scenes seen in ordinary magic books are like images, but the people in the Ananda Sutra can actually talk to him, as if they have the will of consciousness!

Without thinking too much, Shen Lang hurriedly clasped his fists and said, "I want to practice a body-refining method. The stronger the better!"

The old man in Taoist robe smiled and said, "I give you the supreme body-refining method of Taoist sect, the first level of the Nine Transformation Taoist Sutra."

As soon as the words were finished, the old man in Taoism robe lifted up his sleeves, and a large amount of golden words flew out like a whirlwind, pouring into Shen Lang's mind.

"ah!"

Shen Lang hugged his head and screamed in pain. His brain seemed to explode, and the pain was unbearable.

I don’t know how long it took for the severe pain to gradually disappear. The golden runes were deeply engraved in Shen Lang’s mind and could never be forgotten.

"Nine Turns...Tao Sutra!"

Shen Lang murmured to himself, and a huge wave broke out in his heart.

It’s not because of anything else, but because the Nine Turns of Taoism Sutra is really a real realm of the true immortal world! It is an extremely powerful body refining technique.

Unfortunately, the Nine-Turn Taoist Sutra originally had five layers, and the old man in Taoism only passed it to him on the first layer.

"Senior, can you pass the fourth floors behind to me together?" Shen Lang couldn't help asking.

The old man in Taoist robe said calmly: "This seven-color heavenly book is incomplete, and I can only pass on so many of you. Remember, you are the second person to enter the heavenly book. If another person enters the heavenly book, the heavenly book will disappear and our soul power will dissipate."
Chapter completed!