"Since we, the common people, want to make all living beings equal, we should naturally practice it personally. Although there are also direct disciples in the sect, there is a difference between the inside and outside. But the conditions for cultivation are the same. Even I am about the same - "
Hearing this, Zong Shou was slightly surprised: "All disciples within the sect are treated equally? But since the techniques that can be practiced are all different, how can we treat them equally?"
"Who said it was different?"
Han Fang smiled, with a look of pride on his face: "Others regard the true secrets of the sect as treasures and keep them secret. Only I, the Tao of the common people, open it up for others to learn. I only see it.
If your heart and moral character can be recognized by your elders, then it will be open to you to learn. As long as you
If you can understand, you can learn. This is the rule set by Uncle Xizi back then, and it has not changed for thousands of years. Therefore, the three sects and six sects of our common people's way are regarded as the devil's way. The number of disciples is far less than that of other sects, but they can be talented.
Outstanding people come out in large numbers. They use their own efforts to resist the three religions of Taoism, Confucianism and Buddhism, so that they dare not be presumptuous——"
Zong Shou was dubious. He remembered that Wei Xu did not say this when he passed on his two works, "Vipassana Xuanting Body Forging Art" and "Dayi Luo Tian Mingfa".
However, looking more carefully, Wei Xu seemed to have only said that the secret skills of these two sects were not allowed to be passed on to outsiders.
"——Those who have successfully cultivated it must be my disciples of the inner sect of Common Life Dao."
This was the last sentence. At that time, he understood that he needed the qualifications of an inner sect disciple to learn these two techniques. When he thought about it at this time, he estimated that what his senior brother meant was that after learning it, he would be qualified to enter the inner sect of Cangshengdao.
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Strictly speaking, these two tenth-level Holy Spirit-level exercises cannot be practiced by ordinary people.
Zongyuan has enough understanding because of the power of thunder. Chuxue Weoshui, even with his guidance, has not really started yet. On the one hand, it is open to you, allowing you to take electives until you learn all the skills you can learn.
But it is kept secret, concentrating resources, and cultivating core disciples. It is hard to say whether the two are better or better. However, Xizi's mind is first-rate and broad, which makes people respect him.
I don’t know if it was because he had nowhere to study in his previous life. However, he was extremely appreciative of Cang Sheng Dao’s approach.
But the next moment, I heard Han Fang give another wry smile: "But it is precisely because of this that many truly talented people have missed the path of our common people. Even geniuses like the ancient saints can only
They can be like ordinary disciples. Therefore, there are not many true talents who are willing to enter our world. It is also thanks to the disciples who strive for success and are willing to work hard. After thousands of years, they have not declined. I wonder, junior brother, have you ever regretted it now?"
When Zong Shou heard this, he laughed dumbly and said calmly: "Zong Shou doesn't know what other people think, but the method prescribed by Uncle Xizi is exactly what I want!"
When Han Fang heard this, he was startled. Zongshou, the Taoist priest, would definitely complain a few words. Even if he didn't say it, he wouldn't feel comfortable in his heart. He was also ready to give words to persuade him and calm him down. But he didn't expect that in the end, he would answer like this. Then
His expression also seemed extremely happy, and he was definitely not faking it.
Most of these talented people are arrogant and pretentious. People like Zong Shou are as rare as a phoenix.
This junior brother is really a weirdo!
Han Fang shook his head, followed [***] some rules of the Cangshengqiong Realm, and prepared to leave. Originally, he wanted to take Shi Ruolan with him.
But at the end, seeing this little girl clinging to Zong Shou and refusing to leave, I had no choice but to give up.
And just when he stepped out of the hospital, Han Fang suddenly seemed to remember something and turned around suddenly: "I forgot one thing. Junior brother must remember that it is best not to mention your name in the Xuanming Golden Book.
Let others know.”
When Zong Shou heard this, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "Junior brother is willing to hear the details!"
"Without him, that golden book of profound life can not only protect the remnant soul from being destroyed, but also have the ability to extend life. You can tell me how a person who is in the divine realm and has no special bloodline can live from thousands of years ago to
So far? Junior brother, do you know that from the moment your name was entered into the Golden Book of Profound Fate, you have half as many lives as others?"
When Han Fang finished speaking, he laughed at himself and waved his sleeves and left.
Zong Shou's expression was suddenly stunned, and it took him a long time to recover.
Half times? In other words, with his current state, he can live for three hundred years. Then the Mysterious Life Golden Book can help him live to four hundred and fifty years old?
——No wonder, this thing will be the most precious treasure of the Cangsheng Tao Zhenzong!
Then he squinted his eyes and looked up.
The Patriarch Hall, which knows the way of the people, is not in this building complex called the "Cangsheng Palace", but is hidden at the highest point here, surrounded by stars.
Just when he entered the realm of the universe, he could clearly feel that there was something in that place, in the Patriarch Hall, that was vaguely connected to his mind, as if it was calling.
Could it be that golden book of profound life? No, it shouldn't be that strong. That's right. It's that sword! That fairy sword that my senior brother calls 'Refining God'!
There was a vague impulse to stand up and take the sword in his hand. But he felt strange in his heart. According to Senior Brother Wei, this sword requires at least the divine realm to master it.
Could it be that my perception is actually an illusion?
He was so absorbed in his concentration that he didn't even notice that Senior Brother Han was already far away.
It wasn't until a burst of noise suddenly came from the surroundings that Zong Shou came back to his senses. When he looked out the door, he saw dozens of people around here, stopping not far away, all with weird expressions.
I don’t know if it’s already late in the evening and the lectures in the lecture hall over there have ended. More and more people are gathering here, and the eyes they are looking at are exactly the same.
Zong Shou subconsciously touched his face, but there was nothing unusual. Then for a moment, he realized something in his heart and looked at the nameplate of 'A-character No. 1 Hospital'.
I didn't think much about it when I came here before, but now I think about it. I'm afraid it's probably because of this small courtyard, or maybe there's something special about the name of this courtyard.
I wanted to find someone to question, but looking at the situation, it was probably impossible. Zong Shou decisively closed the courtyard door, completely blocking out all sight lines.
Then the brain began to swell. I don't know why, but after being watched by these people like monkeys for a while, the eagerness to try disappeared without a trace.
Even the vague connection that seemed to exist before was completely gone.
Zong Shou couldn't help but secretly laugh, it was indeed his illusion——※※※※That night, he was cleaning all day and night. There was no one living here for an unknown period of time, and the dust was a foot thick. Fortunately, several people were there again
With the spiritual magic in his body, he could activate the wind talisman and sweep away the dust. Then Chuxue was excited and began to take out all kinds of gorgeous household items in the Qiankun bag and place them around.
Zong Shou himself is indispensable. Like Zong Yuan, he only needs a bed to rest.
However, if I can feel more comfortable, I will never object.
Most of the energy is focused on the transformation of the spiritual formation. I have asked Han Fang before. Although the sect treats its disciples equally and treats them the same, it does not prohibit the disciples from using their own money to live a good life. Zong Shou Simply do it without stopping and spread the spirit gathering array all over the three separate courtyards.
Twenty fourth-level beast crystals are consumed every day. Naturally, such a high price also makes the spirit gathering ability of this spirit array almost reach its peak.
Suddenly, countless spiritual energy surged into the dome. It was three times more than the normal level before it stopped.
The concentration of spiritual energy within the Dome Realm is ten times that of the outside world. And in this small courtyard, it is already thirty times as high as Qiantian Mountain.
The most intuitive effect is when you practice the "Vipassana Xuanting Body Training Technique" and "Dayi Luo Tian Mingfa".
Overnight, even without the aid of pills, the effect of practice was 60% better than usual!
Zong Shou tried to practice for half a night, and then he couldn't help but secretly sigh, the effect of practicing in this dome realm is really different.
The Smokey Palace at the top of Qiantian Mountain is quite rich in psychic energy, but the effect is usually not felt at all.
Only the abundant spiritual energy in the Lingfu Holy Land and the Sky Realm can truly help people practice.
With such a treasure land, even a disciple with ordinary qualifications will probably achieve extraordinary results in the future.
In the early morning of the second day, Zong Shou asked Zong Yuan and the other two to move around on their own. I couldn't wait and ran straight to the second floor of the Buddhist scriptures.
He lent out all the dozens of martial arts and Taoist books that he had long admired. Then he went straight to the scripture hall where spiritual methods were taught and listened quietly to the class.
Although it is just some basics, once it is confirmed with what I have learned, I will suddenly feel like I have understood it.
It was okay at first, but gradually Zong Shou felt that he was in trouble. The classmates around him were still paying attention to the lecture at first. Gradually, they started talking about it, and they all moved away one after another.
It was as if there was poison around Zong Shou, and he didn't dare to get close. The eyes he occasionally looked over were also different. Some were envious, some were dissatisfied, some were shocked, some were pity, and some were curious.
Zong Shou's heart sank slightly, and he soon realized that this was probably a follow-up to yesterday's incident.
It's a pity that here, it's not Qian Tianshan, and it's surrounded by his fellow sects. Otherwise, just grab one and you'll know the reason.
There is a half-hour break for the lectures here. In one sutra hall, the basics from the first to the fifth levels are taught. In the other hall, everything from the Huanyang realm to the true form realm is taught after the sixth level. Talismans, spiritual methods, and the way to practice.
According to Korean medicine, the courses here are in a continuous cycle. I am lucky that the lecturer responsible for teaching the basics of spiritual arts has just been invited not long ago, so I can learn from scratch.
During the lecture, Zong Shou could still listen attentively, but after it was over, his heart sank slightly, and he could feel the coldness and rejection in the eyes of many of his classmates.
Just when I didn't know why, out of the corner of my eye, I suddenly saw two very familiar and graceful figures.