Thank you everyone! Yesterday, with nearly 200 votes, the distance was widened again. Another BUG, the previous article is wrong, Shi Ruolan’s introduction is the true biography of the third generation, thank you to the star in my heart for reminding me.
"Since we, the common people, want to make all living beings equal, we should also practice it personally. Although there are direct descendants 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. Just watch. If your character and character can be recognized by your elders, then it is open to you to learn. As long as you can understand it, you can learn it. This is the rule set by Uncle Xizi back then, and it has not been changed for thousands of years. Therefore, I have three principles for the common people. The six sects of the sect are regarded as devils. The number of disciples is far less than that of the other sects, but they have many outstanding talents. With their own efforts, they fight against the three religions of Taoism, Confucianism and Buddhism, so that they dare not act recklessly."
Zong Shou was dubious. He remembered that Wei Xu did not say this when he passed on his two works "Vipassana Xuanting Body Training Art" and "Dayi Luo Tian Mingfa".
However, looking more closely, 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 disciple to learn these two techniques. When I thought about it at this time, I guess what his senior brother meant was that after learning it, he would be qualified to enter the inner gate of the Cangsheng Dao.
Strictly speaking, these two tenth-level Holy Spirit-level exercises are indeed not something ordinary people can practice.
Zongyuan had enough understanding because of the power of thunder. As for Chuxue Weoshui, even with his guidance, she has not really started yet. On the one hand, it is open to you and allows you to take electives until you learn all the skills you can learn. On the one hand, it is kept secret, concentrating resources and cultivating core disciples. It's hard to say how good or bad the two are. However, Xizi's mind is first-class broad, which is respectable.
I don’t know if it was because he had nowhere to study in his previous life. For Cang Shengdao to do this, he is extremely appreciative.
But the next moment, Han Fang heard another wry smile: "But it is precisely because of this that many truly talented people have missed out on our common life. Even geniuses like the ancient saints can only Can be like ordinary disciples.
Therefore, there are not many truly talented people who are willing to enter our world. Thanks also to the disciples for their hard work and hard work. After ten thousand years, it has 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!"
Han Fang was startled when he heard this. 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 put him at ease. But unexpectedly, in the end, it was this answer. His expression seemed extremely happy, and he was definitely not fake.
Most of these talented people are arrogant and pretentious. Someone like Zong Shou is really 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, I wanted to take Shi Ruolan away with me.
But at the end, seeing this little girl clinging to Zong Shou until she died, she had no choice but to give up.
And just when he stepped out of the courtyard, Han Fang suddenly seemed to remember something and turned around abruptly: "I forgot one thing. Junior brother must remember that your name is in the Xuanming Golden Book. It is best not to mention it. Inform others.”
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 Mysterious Life, 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. So that golden book of profound life can help him live to 450 years old? --No wonder, this object will be the most precious treasure of the Cangsheng Dao Zhenzong! .
Then he squinted his eyes and looked up.
The Patriarch Hall, which knows the way of life, is not located in this building complex called Cangsheng Palace, but is hidden at the highest point here, surrounded by stars.
Just now, when he entered the Heavenly Sky Realm, 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 destiny? No, it shouldn't be that strong. Yes. It's that sword! The fairy sword that senior brother calls 'Refining God'!
There was a faint urge to stand up and take the sword in his hand. But I felt strange in my heart. According to Senior Brother Wei, this sword requires at least the divine realm to master it.
Could it be that my perception was actually an illusion
He was so absorbed in his concentration that he didn't even notice that Senior Brother Han was far away.
It wasn't until a burst of noise suddenly came from the surroundings that Zong Shou came back to his senses. When I looked out the door, I 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 gaze he cast on him was 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 with the word "A" on the side.
I didn't think much about it when I came here before, but now I want to come. I'm afraid there's something special about this small courtyard, or the name of this courtyard.
I wanted to find someone to question, but looking at the situation, it probably wouldn't work. 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 day and night, all day and night, I was cleaning. I don't know how long this place has been uninhabited, and there is a foot of dust accumulated here. Fortunately, several people have their spiritual powers with them. Use the wind charm to sweep away the dust. Then Chuxue was very excited and started 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 actually only needs a bed to rest.
But if life can be more comfortable, I will never object.
Most of the energy was focused on the transformation of the spiritual formation. I have asked Han Fang before. Although the sect treats its disciples equally, they receive the same treatment. However, he did not prohibit his disciples from using their own money to live a good life. Zong Shou simply worked hard and spread the spirit gathering array throughout the three separate courtyards.
The daily consumption of fourth-level beast crystals amounts to twenty. Naturally, such a high price also makes the spirit gathering ability of this spirit array almost reach its peak.
Suddenly, countless spiritual energies surged into the dome. It was three times higher 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 this small courtyard is already thirty times as large as Qiantian Mountain.
The most intuitive effect is when practicing the "Vipassana Xuanting Body Training Technique" and "Dayi Luo Tian Ming Technique".
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 sigh inwardly. The effect of practicing in the dome realm was really different.
The Yanyan Palace on 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 Holy Land of Lingfu and the Sky Realm can truly help people practice.
With such a treasure land, even a disciple with ordinary qualifications would probably have extraordinary achievements in the future.
In the early morning of the next day, Zong Shou let Zong Yuan and the four of them move around on their own. I couldn't wait and ran straight to the second floor of the Buddhist scriptures.
I lent out all the dozens of martial arts and Taoist books that I had long admired. Then he went straight to the sutra 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 feel suddenly connected.
It was fine at the beginning, but gradually Zong Shou only felt that his troops were there. The classmates around me were still paying attention to the class at first. Gradually, there was a lot of discussion, and everyone moved away one after another.
It was as if there was poison around Zong Shou, and he didn't dare to get close. The views that occasionally come over me are also different. Some are envious, some are dissatisfied, some are shocked, some are pity, some are curious, and so on.
Zong Shou's heart sank slightly, and he soon realized that this was probably a follow-up to yesterday.
It's a pity that this place is not only Qiantian Mountain, but also surrounded by his fellow disciples. Otherwise, just grab one and you will know the reason.
There is a half-hour break for every half hour of teaching here. A sutra hall teaches the basics from the first level to the fifth level. In the other room, there are all the talismans, spiritual methods, and cultivation methods from the Huanyang Realm to the True Form Realm after the sixth level.
According to Korean medicine, the curriculum here is a continuous cycle. I was lucky enough that the lecturer responsible for teaching the basics of spiritual arts had just been hired recently, so I could 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.
"Yanran, Yunlan?" (To be continued)