——This chapter is still 300 words short of completing 4,000 words, so it’s a little late.
There was an uproar within a radius of ten thousand miles. I thought that the ancestor of Zhushan would cite various benefits of the Taoist sect's authentic soul to refute, but who knew that he was relaxed and frank, and casually admitted that the Taoist sect's authentic soul was far inferior in terms of longevity.
"Although the authentic skills of that sect point to true immortality without decay or disaster, without hidden dangers, it is extremely difficult. In the entire world, in hundreds of thousands of years, countless generations of monks combined, I am afraid that only one can reach that point.
There are very few, and there may even be no one." Some monks shuddered at the thought of how difficult it would be to pass through many passes and become a half-step golden immortal.
"Hey, don't think so long-term. I believe that the barrier of high-grade golden elixir will block the vast majority of everyone present. How can you compare to the golden elixir realm where you can advance with sufficient materials and good talent? Everyone is in the sixth grade.
A hundred years of life, no one is worse than the other!" A golden elixir master sneered.
"Hey, not to mention the illusory authentic soul. It sounds so mysterious to me. It's so mysterious and mysterious. It's so serious. But at the end of the day, what's the opportunity? Damn it, I don't know where to look for the opportunity. Then
What the hell is an opportunity?!" Another monk sighed and said angrily.
"Even if you become a Yuan Shen, you will still have to suffer the ensuing catastrophes and declines, and you won't even be able to live a free life for a thousand or two thousand years. Isn't it worse than the defective Yuan Shen Dao of several major sects?! At least
You can live tens of thousands of years, or even hundreds of thousands of years!" Some looked at the Yuanshen Dao on the top of the mountain with envy.
"A real person who has gone through several catastrophes or even declined tribulations may not live for 20,000 to 30,000 years. Why bother to work so hard and risk so many dangers?!" A person who is particularly puzzled by this path
Monk Road.
"Why open the door to the great road?! Bullshit! Bullshit!" Because Shi Xuan admitted it carelessly, many monks secretly cursed in their consciousness.
"I think those who choose the authentic path of Taoism are definitely fools!"
"Yes! Who would choose this path if not a fool?! It's difficult, dangerous, and has few benefits. How can it be as easy and simple as the current technique!"
Of course, many monks laughed and said nothing: "You guys, no matter how disappointed and angry you are, it's best to leave immediately. The last time Patriarch Zhushan preached for nearly eighty years, he eliminated many people who were weak-minded and had no destiny.
Monk, I just taught you the Dao of the Soul. Am I going to tell you that this is probably a test?!"
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Many monks were talking at the same time, just like billions of flies suddenly appeared in a radius of thousands of miles, buzzing, buzzing, and extremely noisy, completely destroying the dreamlike beauty of the sky being filled with flowers and colorful clouds.
Although the Yuanshen at the top of Zhushan and the true people of Dharma can still control their superficial emotions and do not curse and make a fuss in disappointment, one is to respect their identity, and the other is that the ancestor of Zhushan is right in front of him. If he is unhappy,
, they were wiped out in ashes, but they heard the discussion below clearly and clearly, and they agreed in their hearts. If this is true, then those who choose the authentic soul of the Taoist sect must be fools and idiots with no heart!
Even under the Zhushan sect, there were many monks who had the same thoughts and nodded secretly.
However, they were all monks with many years of experience, and they also felt that this might not be a deliberate test by the ancestor of Zhushan.
"You may think that the poor Taoist is making lies and scare people, but everything he said is true. The road to the Taoist sect's authentic Yuanshen is such a road full of thorns, difficulties and dangers. Before reaching the goal, the benefits of longevity are not as good as those of outsiders, let alone
There is no other way than just a handwritten edict written by a poor Taoist to increase your strength and enjoy a life span of 20,000 to 30,000 years." Shi Xuan's voice was calm and calm, without any emotion.
Then Shi Xuan used the same tone to roughly explain what the four heavenly tribulations and the five declining tribulations were, and why it took tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands, of years for outsiders to overcome the first heavenly tribulation, and finally said: "
Pindao will only teach the authentic Taoist sect this time, so you don’t have to think about the divine talisman."
All the living beings were first shocked that the ancestor of Zhushan could make a person's strength greatly increase and enjoy a life span of 20,000 to 30,000 years with just one handwritten edict. Is this too outrageous?! They even began to imagine that if they could win over him
If the old man is happy, will he be able to reach heaven in one fell swoop? Will he sell himself into slavery? Will he recommend himself as a pillow? All kinds of thoughts are echoing in their minds.
But before these thoughts had time to ferment, they were shattered into pieces by Shi Xuan's words. His explanation was reasonable and flawless. From this point of view, what just happened was not a test, but something real. The so-called authentic Taoist soul
, simply worthless!
"This is a road prepared for fools!"
"Who is a little smarter and a little self-aware, who would choose this obviously much more difficult path with a narrow escape?!"
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Disappointed and angry voices sounded. Although they did not dare to shout loudly due to the powerful cultivation of the ancestors of Zhushan, they could not help but vent in a low voice. However, there were many monks present, and they eventually formed a roaring tsunami. Only a few
Several hundred people were thinking quietly and making difficult decisions.
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Shi Xuan glanced around the audience, waved his sleeves and robes, and all the creatures within a radius of thousands of miles couldn't help themselves. They all sat upright and flew out, just like the rolling waves. In the blink of an eye, the top of Zhushan was empty.
The door reaches the mountainside, the monks on the mountainside reach the foot of the mountain...and so on.
"Anyone who is willing to join Pindao's sect and practice the Taoist sect's authentic soul method, please come to the top of the mountain." A grand and solemn voice sounded in the hearts of every monk.
This sleeveless robe, without even a hint of fireworks, sent all the real people and monks flying backwards, without the ability to resist. The vast magical power and boundless power of the ancestor of Zhushan became clear in their hearts, and they were eager for such a powerful weapon.
With strength, many monks came out immediately.
But as soon as they took a few steps, their heated minds calmed down. Thinking of all the difficulties, the many tests, and the fact that their longevity was not as good as their current skills, they retreated again and stopped where they were.
A sneer.
Master Haori stood up and walked towards the top of the mountain, thinking to himself: "The road ahead is so vast and great. It is much better than the road now that has been exhausted! Moreover, the magic power and magical power are so terrifying and powerful! It is really
Fascinating!”
After walking seven steps, the pace gradually became heavier, "If you fail to practice, you will die!"
"Perhaps even the Yuan Shen won't be able to achieve success and will perish in just a thousand years! Although it's stagnant now, it can still live for at least 40,000 to 50,000 years!"
He walked slower and slower, and the cold sweat that should have been gone for a long time due to his cultivation level reappeared on his forehead. He asked himself: "Are you confident that you can achieve a high-grade golden elixir? Are you confident that you can achieve the soul? Are you confident that you can survive the four heavenly tribulations?"
Do you have the confidence to survive the five tribulations?!"
To the first answer, he could definitely answer yes; to the second answer, he was a little hesitant and his confidence was wavering; to the third and fourth answers, he couldn't answer it at all.
He roared and staggered back, saying in his heart: "I'm not a fool! Why wouldn't any smarter person choose this path?!"
The expressions on the ferocious face of Master Ebony changed constantly. Although he was often tortured by the hidden dangers caused by the shortcomings of his technique, which was like a nightmare, he was at least still alive and could live for tens of thousands of years! So he sighed and closed his eyes and stopped getting up.
Under the Zhushan Gate, the Jin-haired Jade Cat of Yuanshen, the real person, stood up, sat down, sat down and stood up again, repeated many times.
It was really difficult for him to give up his current life span of nearly 100,000 years and pursue the illusory avenue of Yuanshen again. He was a lazy cat and was quite satisfied with his current life, so he finally kowtowed to the top of the Bamboo Mountain nine times.
, sit down again and don’t repeat it again.
Yingzi, Huangshan Jun has inspired the ancient bloodline since he practiced the exercises. Although he has not yet achieved the soul, he still has a lifespan of nearly ten thousand years, so they hesitated again and again and decided to continue the path of the heretic soul.
The monks who are above the Qi-entraining realm each have their own ideas, but without exception they all choose the current technique.
When they saw that no one was going up the mountain, they felt relieved for some unknown reason.
"No, someone is going to the top of the mountain!" Just when they were relieved, two figures appeared on the road from the mountainside to the top of the mountain, going up step by step.
"You can cultivate to such a level, but you can be so stupid. What a pity those materials are!"
Suddenly, there were ridicules, curses and calls of fools all over the place, causing those monks and mortals who were below the realm of supernatural power to be unharmed no matter which path they chose, to hesitate. They didn’t want to be regarded as fools by everyone!
Quite a few hundred guys who were ready to give it a try were bluffed back.
Zhuang Yukun had no other skills anyway, so this was his only chance, so he got up and headed for Zhushan. Unfortunately, he was still far away from Zhushan and had no cultivation skills, so he wouldn't be able to walk there for a while.
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On the road from the mountainside to the top of the mountain, Xia Jing and Zhao Xingfan frowned slightly as they listened to the rising and falling behind them and the mocking calls of fools.
Xia Jing is because for the past six hundred years, he has been thinking about the great road described by Shi Xuan day and night. He has longed for it for a long time. Now, although he knows that there are many obstacles, even if he gives up his tens of thousands of years of life, he may not be able to achieve it.
Success, but as she recalled her life, she gradually settled down. At first, she was attracted by the splendor and splendor of Taoism, but later she was fascinated by the mystery of Taoism itself. She wanted to know more and explore more, so she
He stood up and headed to the top of the mountain.
Zhao Xingfan's mind is very simple. His life is about to end, and now he has the opportunity to be reincarnated. How can he care about so many things? Anyway, the authentic road to the soul is not a complete dead end, so compared to Xia Jing, those ridicules and abuses
, those stupid names made him annoyed, angry, ashamed and ashamed, and his steps became heavy and difficult.
Fortunately, Xia Jing was with him, so he persisted and reached the top of the mountain.
Shi Xuan did not stop the commotion below, but glanced at the two of them: "Have you ever thought about really practicing Taoism? If it is just to reincarnate and extend your life, considering that you two are the only ones here, I don't mind.
Take one shot."
Before Xia Jing could answer, Zhao Xingfan fell to his knees with a plop: "Teacher Mingjian, this disciple just wants to be reincarnated." In the next life, he may be able to achieve the heretic soul!
After being scolded and ridiculed for a while, many monks with few remaining longevity secretly thought in their hearts, "This guy is so cunning, I have to go too!" But they found that they were completely unable to move and could only stare at the top of the Bamboo Mountain.
"Okay, you step aside first and wait until Pindao asks Xia Jing before taking action together." Shi Xuan asked Zhao Xingfan to stand far away and turned to look at Xia Jing.
Xia Jing smiled and said: "Reporting to the teacher, I still have tens of thousands of years to live, and I am not here just for reincarnation."
Shi Xuan nodded: "Then kneel down."
Xia Jing knelt down as she was told, and laughed and cursed again. Fool, fool, big fool! This made her a little sad and tormented.
Then all the monks saw a purple flying sword appearing in the hand of the ancestor of Zhushan. The brilliance was flowing and the sharpness was abnormal. Just looking at it, they felt like they were pierced by ten thousand swords: "What a flying sword magic weapon! It can't be better than ordinary magic weapons."
Daoliji!"
The Ziying Sword touched Xia Jing's eyebrows, and the sharp sword energy made her hairs stand on end. Shi Xuan slowly said: "To enter my door, you need a prophet. The road to the soul is difficult and dangerous, and you have to endure extreme suffering. You must be able to stay on the path."
"There is only one person in a thousand who can achieve the highest quality golden elixir. There is no one person who can cut through illusions and step through the mysteries of life and death. But there are only a few people who can see it for a long time without decline or calamity."
"When you step into this path, you will often suffer from unbearable pain, you will often be lonely and helpless, and you will often die on the roadside but no one will hear you. It is beyond the capabilities of human beings. Can you persist?"
The sound was loud, majestic and sacred, more and more falling fairy flowers became more and more beautiful, and the colorful glow suddenly became brighter.