"Disciple, do you practice the Youshenzhao Sutra?" Master Xuanci asked.
"Um.
"Shen Lang nodded.
Master Xuanci smiled and said: "Shenzhao Sutra is a top-level internal skill, but it is extremely difficult to practice. Without decades of hard training, you can't even scratch the surface, let alone a small success.
There are nine levels in Shenzhao Sutra. Disciple, I wonder which level you have reached?" Shen Lang replied: "The third level.
"This is just the beginning."
In the first few decades or even hundreds of years of practicing Shenzhao Sutra, the effect is not obvious, and it is almost the same as the most basic tona mental method.
But when you reach the fifth level of cultivation, the effect is great. It can make your whole body full of Qi, make your internal strength inexhaustible, and protect your body with Qi, making you invulnerable.
"Master Xuanci said.
"Is he really that strong?" Shen Lang's eyes lit up.
Indeed, as Xuanci said, when Shen Lang first practiced the Shen Zhao Sutra, he felt that the effect was not great. Now that he has practiced at the third level, he feels that it has some effect. At least his physical condition has been greatly improved.
"nature.
Disciple, where does the black energy in your body come from?" Xuanci asked.
Shen Lang looked at the young monk beside him, feeling a little apprehensive.
"Huaihua, please step aside for a moment. Donor Shen and I have something to discuss.
"Xuanci said to the young monk next to him.
"Yes! Abbot.
"The little monk immediately retreated.
Chu You'er was also on the side. Shen Lang still trusted the little girl and didn't have any worries. He told Xuan Ci about the black ring.
"I have never heard of it, maybe I am ignorant.
This thing may be some kind of treasure that transforms the true energy in your body and makes it more solid and pure.
"Xuanci said.
Shen Lang nodded, deciding in his mind that he had been worried about whether the ring would have any hidden dangers, but it seemed that it probably wouldn't.
"May I ask how old Master is?" Shen Lang couldn't help but ask.
"I am two hundred and twenty-nine years old this year.
"Master Xuanci replied.
"Holy shit!" Shen Lang was completely shocked.
229 years old? What is that concept? The lifespan of a martial artist is very different from normal people, and the reason is related to the cultivation level.
Martial arts cultivators in the enlightenment stage have a lifespan of about ten to twenty years longer than ordinary people.
In the middle and late stages of martial arts cultivation, the lifespan can be one hundred twenty or thirty years.
As for Wenjing martial arts cultivators, their lifespan is approximately one hundred, seventeen or eighty years.
If this person breaks through to the realm of transformation, his lifespan will be almost three hundred years old.
"May I ask what your master's current level of cultivation is?" Shen Lang asked curiously.
"It's a question of insufficient cultivation.
Twenty years ago, I entered the state of enlightenment.
"Master Xuanci said calmly.
Shen Lang was sweating on his forehead. This could be considered a low level of cultivation, but he was a rubbish level of cultivation.
After chatting for a while, Xuanci also left the bedroom, letting Shen Lang have a good rest.
"Shen Lang, I didn't expect you to have such a background, a martial arts cultivator in the realm of transformation! This is my first time seeing you!" Chu You'er felt a little excited.
Shen Lang smiled and said: "It's my first time too, so I'm lucky this time.
Little You'er, help me.
"Chu You'er immediately stepped forward and helped Shen Lang sit up from the bed. Shen Lang was wearing an ordinary monk's clothes.
Most of the physical injuries are basically healed, but recovery is still far away. It is estimated that I will need to sit in meditation with Shen Zhao Sutra for two full days before I can fully recover.
Shen Lang was convinced and immediately called Zhang Mingchen.
"Hey, Master, I met my master, Master Xuanci.
Shen Lang said excitedly on the phone.
"What Master Xuanci?" Zhang Mingchen frowned.
Shen Lang's face darkened: "Master Xuanci, isn't he your master? The master is also a master of transformation!" "What! Did you meet him? Where is he?" Zhang Mingchen yelled strangely on the phone.
"In the Jinmen Temple on the outskirts of Nanzhou City, my master was the abbot of the Temple, and I was recuperating in the temple.
"Shen Lang said.
"Okay, I'll be there right away!" Nanzhou City is not far from Qingfeng Mountain to the north.
Zhang Mingchen rushed over anxiously and arrived at the Golden Gate Temple before noon.
Under the leadership of the young monk of the temple, he finally saw Xuanci who was knocking on wooden fish in the living room.
"Disciple, long time no see.
Xuanci said with a faint smile.
"Master, why did you become a monk?" Zhang Mingchen scratched his head and asked, seeming quite confused.
Master Xuanci said calmly: "My disciple is still so naughty.
Zhang Mingchen scratched his head and said, "Master, I've been looking for you. I've searched everywhere, but I didn't find the monk temple."
I never thought you would become a monk and practice. Master, why do you want to become a monk?" "Master, I have seen through the last trace of obsession in my heart, and I have no worries.
"Xuanci said with his eyes closed.
Zhang Mingchen sighed heavily. He felt that his master must have been hit by some kind of blow in the past before he chose to become a monk. He might have been broken up in love. He also knew that his master was not a secular person, but came from Linhai Tianshan in the outside world.
But since it was Master's choice, Zhang Mingchen couldn't say anything, so he asked: "Master, where is Shen Langren?" "You are recovering in the temple, I will take you there.
"Xuanci took Zhang Mingchen to meet Shen Lang.
Shen Lang and Chu You'er lived in a bedroom in the temple, with two beds on the left and right. Both of them were recovering from their injuries.
"Master.
"Shen Lang saw Zhang Mingchen and said hello to him.
"I've met Senior Sword Emperor!" Chu You'er got out of bed and said hello to Zhang Mingchen.
Chu You'er suffered serious internal injuries, but she had been cured by Xuanci Yun Gong. Although her injuries were not healed yet, she still had no problem getting out of bed and moving around.
"Isn't this a girl from the Chu family? I saw you when I was a child. Haha, you are so beautiful. You will definitely be a beautiful woman who will conquer the country in the future.
"Zhang Mingchen said with a smile.
Listening to Zhang Mingchen praising her beauty, the corners of Chu You'er's mouth turned up slightly, looking a little proud.
Zhang Mingchen turned to look at Shen Lang and tutted: "Look at you like this, you really embarrass me, that guy from the Yin and Yang Sect has made you so miserable.
"The old man's words just didn't make sense. Shen Langweng pulled his head and said: "That's because my cultivation level is not as good as theirs. When I practice for a few more years, those guys will no longer be my opponents!" Zhang Mingchen shook his head and laughed.
He usually hurt Shen Lang like this. He knew that Shen Lang was a competitive boy, but it was hard for him to do anything for him. Being able to cultivate to the early stage of the Realm in the secular world was already unbelievable.
The few of them chatted for a while, with Master Xuanci standing by, and Zhang Mingchen told everything about what happened before.
“Practicing the Shenzhao Sutra requires a very high level of understanding and takes a long time.
The person who asked you to practice Shenzhao Sutra was also entrusted by that person. This is why I didn't let Yi Lian girl practice.
Don't worry, turtle grandson, all the techniques I teach you will be top-notch!" Zhang Mingchen shouted.