A strange light seemed to shine into Luo Zheng's mind.
The true meaning of Tao is originally extremely complicated.
When recited, the true meaning contained in it can touch the soul and firmly carve those words into the soul.
If you cannot bear the true meaning of the Tao in it, you will naturally not be able to recite it. Therefore, it is impossible to forcefully memorize these tens of thousands of words. You can only recite, understand, and remember at the same time.
The more words there are, the true meaning of Tao increases exponentially, and the greater the impact on the soul!
If you insist on holding on, even if you are as strong as Yu Shenfeng, a leader in the Great Perfection, you will eventually be unable to withstand the pressure of your true meaning, so Yu Shenfeng will frequently faint.
After Luo Zheng became enlightened in an instant, he found that all the pressure had disappeared.
Then he recited the natural meaning of the Taoism again, and it became extremely easy. As he continued to recite, Luo Zheng also felt that his soul had been upgraded to a strange world.
It is a desolate ocean...
A little bit of faint crystal light is scattered in the ocean. The ocean seems to extend to an infinite distance, and the other side cannot be seen clearly.
As he took one step across, an illusory boat appeared under his feet. At this time, Luo Zheng felt a sense of stability in his heart. Only by relying on this boat could he possibly cross the boundless sea.
In the side hall...
Yushenfeng, who was originally as if he had been beaten to death, and Jing Wuhuan, who was constantly calming down, both looked at their junior brother blankly.
Luo Zheng's pupils were completely absent-minded.
He just stared blankly at the true meaning of the Taoism, and kept reciting at a slow and even speed, "If you don't practice Zen, don't envy all things, you won't..."
"This guy...has already recited three thousand words," Yu Shenfeng scratched his hair.
After he broke through his own shackles, he was able to recite to the level of 3,500 words. In understanding the true meaning of Taoism, he was far ahead of his senior brother and junior brother.
"No, no, I can't let this guy surpass me, he's just a low-level true god..." Yu Shenfeng also began to chant loudly.
To understand the true meaning of Tao, one must engage both body and mind. How can one tolerate the slightest distraction?
But the more anxious he became, the more difficult it became to recite...
After a while, he felt dizzy, the pressure on his soul doubled again, and he had to stop!
Looking back at Luo Zheng...
It seems that he has forgotten everything in this world.
Only myself and the natural and true meaning of the Taoism are left.
While chanting silently, the boat under my feet became stronger and stronger!
His greatest pride is his unparalleled talent, which is probably his only fig leaf as Gu Bei's disciple!
Previously, Yu Shenfeng felt that his junior brother was only qualified to be accepted by Gu Bei as his disciple because of his special physique. After all, Luo Zheng was only a secondary creature, and there was still a huge gap between him and himself.
Now Yu Shenfeng finally understands that the younger brother's talent is far superior to his own!
Another incense-burning time passed...
"It's four thousand five hundred words," Jing Wuhuan sighed, "I don't know where his limit is."
"Aunt Hanjiu said that the limit of her cultivation is 4,900 words, which is the true meaning of half a chapter. This guy's limit is probably there too!" Yu Shenfeng murmured, planning in his mind.
When can I catch up?
But Luo Zheng still chanted in an unhurried voice...
He saw hallucinations in his eyes.
The boat under your feet slowly grew, and gradually the mast, the ship's side, and the big oar appeared, and they naturally merged into a whole...
The boat of true meaning is getting more and more perfect!
"Forty-seven hundred words," Jing Wuhuan said with a smile. He was happy to see his second junior brother depressed. He should give this guy a hard blow to make him understand that there is a better world.
"What's so great? He probably won't be able to rush past the 4,900-word character, and I will be able to catch up very quickly!" Yu Shenfeng said disdainfully, with a forced composure on his face.
"Four thousand eight hundred words..."
"Forty-nine hundred words..."
Jing Wuhuan also agrees with Yu Shenfeng's statement.
Four thousand nine hundred words is originally a barrier. It is estimated that most people will get stuck at this barrier when cultivating the true meaning of the Tao. To rush through it requires a considerable degree of precipitation.
At this time, he and Yu Shenfeng stared at Luo Zheng with a hint of nervousness. They raised their ears and listened to Luo Zheng's chanting. Both senior brothers wanted to know whether their guesses were correct.
But Luo Zheng still maintained an unhurried speed, chanting softly...
"Five, five thousand words..." Jing Wuhuan murmured.
"This guy, ah ah ah ah..." Yu Shenfeng cried out sadly, it was hard for him to accept it.
He is the first genius that Master has ever sat down with. Master has said that looking at all the Dzogchen on the floating island, his talent is at least among the top three. His talent is also quite rare in the divine realm.
For this junior brother, Yu Shenfeng still cared a lot about him, but the talent he showed now made him lose his balance.
After a while...
"It's six thousand words." Jing Wuhuan didn't have any baggage in his heart, and the look in his eyes became more and more intense. "Master's vision is indeed beyond our comparison. I wonder what he would do if he knew that his junior brother was like this.
Thoughts!”
Yu Shenfeng stared at Luo Zheng blankly. He was completely numb, silent and had no reaction.
"Seven thousand words..."
"Eight thousand words..."
The moment Luo Zheng recited eight thousand words.
A light layer of pure white luster emitted from his body surface.
This luster is so pure that it seems to blend with everything.
After reaching eight thousand words, Luo Zheng finally stopped. His blank eyes slowly closed, and he sat cross-legged and motionless, completely in meditation.
"It seems that it won't be long before my junior brother can fully understand the true meaning of Taoism... He is the lower level true god, and his talent is really terrifying," Jing Wuhuan sighed.
Yu Shenfeng looked at Luo Zheng who was in meditation, and after holding it for a while, he said: "The younger brother is simply cheating! His son is cheating, and he is cheating too!"
It was quite outrageous for him to see his young nephew Luo Nian decipher a complete article of true meaning. You must know that those golden Sanskrit texts were left behind by the master. Luo Nian, who was only a teenager, could completely decipher it.
It’s simply incomprehensible!
Now that Luo Zheng is in front of him, he has understood the true meaning of Taoism to this extent, which is even more difficult for him to accept...
At this time, the sound of "boom, boom, boom" came from outside the side hall, and it was Luo Nian who broke into the side hall with the puppet that Yushenfeng gave him.
Ever since he got this puppet, Luo Nian was very happy and took it to wander around the fairy mansion all day long.
"Shh," Jing Wuhuan asked Luo Nian to lower his voice. Now that Luo Zheng has entered a state of meditation, don't disturb him easily.
"Hey, where's my dad?" Luo Nian's eyes swept around the side hall, but he couldn't find Luo Zheng!
Yu Shenfeng had a strange look on his face and pointed at Luo Zheng, "Isn't that right?"
Luo Zheng was sitting on the floor of this side hall. Under the influence of the natural and true meaning of Taoism, he was a chair, a table, or a pillar in this room.
As long as they don't look carefully, it will be difficult for others to detect his presence!