Chapter 502: I Ask You if You Can Keep This Sentence

————This chapter is still three hundred words short of four thousand, a little late.

There was an uproar within a radius of ten thousand miles. I thought that the Zhushan Patriarch would cite all the advantages of the authentic Taoist Yuanshen to refute it, but who knew that he would easily, openly, and nonchalantly admit that the authentic Taoist Yuanshen is far inferior to the so-called "external" exercises that everyone is practicing now in terms of life span.

"Although the authentic Taoist exercises point to true longevity without decline, disaster, or hidden dangers, it is extremely difficult. In the entire universe, in hundreds of thousands of years, countless generations of cultivators combined, there are probably only a few who can reach that step, and it is even possible that there is no one." Some cultivators shuddered at the difficulty of breaking through many barriers and achieving a half-step golden immortal.

"Hey, don't think so far ahead. I believe that the barrier of the upper-grade golden elixir will stop most of you present. How can you compare with the golden elixir realm that can be advanced with sufficient materials and good talent? Everyone has a lifespan of 600 years, and no one is worse than anyone else!" A golden elixir master sneered.

"Hey, let alone the illusory authentic Yuanshen. I hear it so mysterious. It's so exaggerated, mysterious, and serious. But in the end, what opportunity is there? Damn, how can I know where to pursue the opportunity? What is that opportunity?!" Another cultivator sighed and said angrily.

"Even if you achieve the Yuanshen, you will still be oppressed by the successive heavenly tribulations and declining tribulations. You can't even live a carefree life for one or two thousand years. Isn't it worse than the Yuanshen Zhenren with defects in several major sects?! They can at least live for tens of thousands of years, or even hundreds of thousands of years!" Some people looked at the Yuanshen Zhenren on the top of the mountain with envy.

"Those who have gone through several heavenly tribulations, or even bad tribulations, may not live for more than 20,000 or 30,000 years. Why bother to go through so much trouble and risk so many dangers?!" said the cultivator who was particularly puzzled by this road.

"What do you mean by opening the door to the avenue? Bullshit! Bullshit!" Because Shi Xuan himself admitted it carelessly, many cultivators secretly cursed in their consciousness.

"I think those who choose the orthodox path of Taoism are definitely fools!"

"Yes! Who would choose this path if not a fool?! It's difficult, dangerous, and has few benefits. It's not as easy and simple as the current practice!"

Of course, there are also many cultivators who smile but say nothing: "You guys, even if you are disappointed and angry, it's best to leave immediately. The last time Zhushan Patriarch preached for nearly 80 years, he eliminated many cultivators who were not firm in their will and had no immortal fate, and then taught the great way of the soul. Do I tell you that this is probably a test?!"

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Many cultivators talked at the same time, just like billions of flies suddenly appeared in a radius of thousands of miles, buzzing, buzzing, extremely noisy, destroying the dreamlike beauty of the falling ceiling and colorful clouds.

The Yuanshen and Dharma Immortals on the top of Zhushan Mountain, although they could still control their superficial emotions and did not yell and make a scene in disappointment, did so because they respected their status and because Zhushan Patriarch was right in front of them. If he was unhappy, they would be wiped out. However, they listened to the discussion below clearly and understood it clearly, and they agreed with it in their hearts. If this was true, then those who chose the authentic Yuanshen of Taoism must be fools and idiots!

Even among Zhushan disciples, many cultivators held the same thoughts and nodded secretly.

However, they were all experienced cultivators and also felt that this might be a deliberate test by Zhushan Patriarch.

"You may think that I am telling lies to scare you, but every word I say is true. The orthodox path of the Taoist Yuanshen is such a thorny, difficult and dangerous one. Before reaching the goal, the benefits of life span are not as good as those of the external Taoist techniques, let alone the shortcut of having a handwritten talisman that can greatly increase strength and enjoy a life span of 20,000 to 30,000 years." Shi Xuan said in a flat voice without any emotional fluctuations.

Then Shi Xuan used the same tone to explain what the four heavenly tribulations and five declining tribulations were, and why the external Taoist techniques could take tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years to overcome the first heavenly tribulation. Finally, he said: "I will only teach the orthodox Taoism this time, and you don't have to dream of the Fengshen Talisman."

All the creatures were shocked at first that the Zhushan Patriarch only needed to write a talisman to make people's strength greatly increase and enjoy a life span of 20,000 to 30,000 years. Isn't it too against the sky? ! They even began to imagine that if they could please him, would they be able to ascend to heaven in one step? Sell themselves as slaves? Offer themselves to sleep with him? All kinds of thoughts echoed in their hearts.

But before these thoughts could ferment, they were shattered by Shi Xuan's subsequent words. His explanation was reasonable and flawless. It seemed that what happened just now was not a test, but a true thing. The so-called authentic Taoist Yuanshen was simply worthless!

"It's just a road prepared for fools!"

"Who would choose this road that is obviously much more difficult and a life-threatening one if they are a little smarter and have a little self-knowledge?!"

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Disappointed and angry voices rang out. Although they did not dare to shout out loud due to the powerful cultivation of Zhushan Patriarch, they could not help but vent in a low voice. However, there were many cultivators and mortals present, and they eventually merged into a tsunami. Only a few hundred people thought quietly and made difficult decisions.

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Shi Xuan looked around the whole scene, waved his sleeves, and all the creatures within a radius of thousands of miles could not help but fly backwards, sitting upright, like rolling waves. In a breath, the top of Zhushan was empty. The several major sects on the top of the mountain just now reached the mountainside, and the cultivators on the mountainside reached the foot of the mountain... and so on.

"Anyone who is willing to become my disciple and practice the authentic Taoist method of Yuanshen, please come to the top of the mountain." The grand and solemn voice sounded in the hearts of every cultivator.

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 this powerful weapon. With strength, many monks came out immediately.

But as soon as they took a few steps, their fevered 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. There was 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, much better than the road now that has been exhausted! Moreover, the magic and supernatural powers are so terrifying and powerful! It's 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 is stagnant now, it can still live for at least forty or fifty thousand 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?" Are you confident that you can survive the five tribulations?”

He could still answer the first answer with certainty, the second answer with some hesitation and wavering confidence, and the third and fourth answers that he couldn't answer 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 Wu Mu are constantly changing. Although he is often tortured by the hidden dangers caused by the flaws in his skills, which is like a nightmare, he is at least still alive and can 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 nearly 100,000 years of life 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.

Since Yingzi and Huangshanjun practiced the skills, they have inspired the ancient bloodline. Although they have not yet achieved the soul, they still have nearly ten thousand years of life. Therefore, after much hesitation, they decided to continue the path of the heretic soul.

The monks who were above the Qi-entraining realm each had their own ideas, but without exception they all chose the current technique.

When they saw that no one was going up the mountain, they felt relieved for some 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.

"It's Zhushan Yuanshen Zhenren Xia Jing and Faxiang Zhenren Zhao Xingfan!"

"Idiots, two big fools!"

"You can cultivate to such a level, but you can be so stupid. What a pity those materials are!"

Suddenly, the sound of ridicule and abuse was heard from thousands of miles away, and the names of fools were heard endlessly, which made those monks and mortals who were below the level of supernatural power, no matter which path they choose, have no harm now, hesitate, they don't want to be regarded as fools by everyone! Quite a few hundred guys who were ready to give it a try were frightened 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 couldn't 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 laughter behind them, calling them 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 brilliance 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 was very simple. His life span was about to end, and now he had the chance to be reincarnated. How could he care about so much? Anyway, the authentic road to the soul was 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, since 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 might be able to achieve the heretic soul!

The abuse and ridicule in the surrounding area stopped for a moment, and 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 they could only watch the bamboo mountain. top.

"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 he was told, and the voices of ridicule and abuse rang out again, "Fool, fool, big fool!" This made her a little sad and tormented.

Then all the cultivators saw a purple flying sword appear in the hand of Zhushan Patriarch, shining and extremely sharp. Just looking at it, they felt as if they were pierced by thousands of swords: "What a flying sword magic weapon! It is better than ordinary magic weapons!"

The purple sword touched Xia Jing's eyebrows, and the sharp sword energy made her hair stand up. Shi Xuan slowly said: "To join our sect, you need to know the truth. The road of Yuanshen is full of difficulties and hardships. There are only one in a thousand who can stick to the road and achieve the top-grade golden elixir. There is only one who can cut through the illusion and step through the mysterious gate of life and death. There is only one person who can live long and have no decline or disaster. There are only a few who can hear of it."

"Entering this path, you often suffer unbearable pain and often feel lonely and cold. You often die on the roadside and no one hears you. It is not something that ordinary people can do. Can you hold on?"

The voice was loud, majestic and sacred. More and more fairy flowers fell, and they became more and more beautiful. The colorful clouds became brighter.