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Chapter 37 Aftermath

Author: Master Xuanxin

An hour later.

"Okay students, today's class ends here."

Lu Xuan spoke, picked up the spiritual weapon thermos beside him, and announced that get out of class was over.

Under the podium, there are hundreds of Jindan monks, all sitting on futons, with their eyes closed tightly, as if they are in meditation.

After a cup of tea, a monk suddenly opened his eyes and slapped his thigh:

"Hey! Master Dao, I'm done!"

Some monks suddenly stood up, raised their arms and shouted, running and shouting:

"Hahahaha, I understand, I understand! That's it...that's it!"

Some even jumped up from the futon, tore their clothes, crying and laughing:

"What is truth, what is illusion, what is cultivating immortality?! Who am I, and who am I?"

"Fake, fake, you are all fake! I...even I am fake!"

"True and false, false and true, who can achieve great freedom and ease?"

"One life of doubt! One life of enlightenment! It takes a long time to learn the art..."

"A pillar of lightning shot up into the sky, and heaven and earth were connected again! Fellow Taoists, someday you will become an immortal!"

On the podium, Teacher Lu Xuan took a sip of tea and nodded with satisfaction.

It seems that the students are very energetic.

"The Spiritual Illusion Sutra" is a serious inheritance of the Immortal Sutra, which involves the path of true illusion and is of extremely high quality.

After studying, it is normal to not be able to tell the difference between true and false, and to go crazy in class.

This shows that Lu Xuan taught well, that all his disciples were enlightened, and that they studied seriously and gained something.

After a while, calm finally returned to the hall.

"Thank you, senior brother, for teaching me the Dharma!"

Ling Yufei was the first to stand up, with a serious look on his face, and bowed to salute.

Behind her, a group of monks stood up and bowed respectfully:

"Thank you, Master Lu, for teaching me the Dharma!"

They didn't call him "Senior Brother", but "Master Lu". This was already treating Lu Xuan as their master.

At this moment, all the monks in the hall were convinced by Lu Xuan.

An entire book of spiritual practice cannot be taught in one hour.

So Lu Xuan only talked about the first chapter.

But after they listened, they felt like monks who had been immersed in this way for hundreds of years, and their foundation was extremely solid.

Some disciples of great religions even have an illusion in their hearts——

"Ling Huan Sutra" is the basic sutra for my own practice. I have studied it hard for many years, and it is like marrying my wife.

The concubine is the one who studies the exercises in the sect and has just been brought into the house.

The disciples of Sancai Academy looked at Lu Xuan, and all their eyes shone.

As the saying goes, laymen watch the excitement, while insiders watch the door.

From the perspective of the disciples of Sancai Academy, the skill demonstrated by Senior Brother Lu in this lesson alone far exceeds that of many teachers in the academy.

………………

Illusion and truth outside the realm of mystery.

"It's been more than an hour, haven't you Shenbing Pavilion found a solution yet?!"

An old man stood leaning on a staff with an undisguised scowl on his face.

"Senior Ji, calm down, calm down... We are also thinking of a way..."

In front of him, Elder Gao of Shenbing Pavilion smiled apologetically, with sweat oozing out from his forehead.

Even as the leader of the Shenbing Pavilion's torture hall and a dignified peak monk, he did not dare to offend the senior in front of him.

"My disciple is still inside. If something happens to her, I will definitely ask your Shenbing Pavilion for an explanation!"

The old man leaned his staff on the ground, a cold light flashing in his eyes.

"Don't worry, Saintess Ling will definitely be fine. Really, I promise..."

After much talk, the old man with the stick was sent away. Elder Gao wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with his sleeve.

It's really hard to take care of.

This old man is none other than the Supreme Elder of Tianjian Mountain, the top immortal sect today, the personal master of Saint Ling Yufei Ling, a monk in the Mahayana Realm who has transcended the tribulation period, and the old swordsman Ji Lingchen who suppressed Beiyuan for three thousand years with one sword.

Not to mention the gap between a first-class powerful sect and a top-notch immortal sect.

Just the fact that he is a "monk in the tribulation period" is not something that the Shenbing Pavilion can offend.

No matter how angry Elder Gao is, he will still act like a grandson in front of the other party.

After the incident occurred in the Huanzhen Secret Realm, the news quickly spread to the main forums of all the major sects.

Those who can enter the Huanzhen Secret Realm are all core disciples of large sects, including saints and saints. If something unexpected happens in the secret realm, they must come to Shenbing Pavilion for explanation.

The Shenbing Pavilion wanted to avenge itself, but reality did not allow it, because according to the rules of the cultivation world, secret trials in great religions could only be started after ensuring safety.

It is a fact that the Shenbing Pavilion went through the procedures, but it is also a fact that the danger inside was not detected. If you make a mistake, you will not be able to escape.

The senior officials are currently discussing a solution. Elder Gao is responsible for receiving visitors from various sects. The approximate method is to just answer without defending and apologize like crazy.

At this moment, my lips are almost full of sparks.

It was not easy to send the old swordsman away.

After Elder Gao wiped away his sweat, another old woman walked over slowly, her expression serious.

At first glance, this old lady is still in the Mahayana stage.

Elder Gao is numb.

Why don’t we usually see so many capable people?!

………………

Inside the big meeting room.

More than a dozen monks gathered around the long table with solemn expressions.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, is there really no solution to the matter in the Secret Realm of Illusion and Truth?"

A middle-aged man wearing the uniform of an elder from the Shenbing Pavilion asked.

Sitting in front of him was an old man with white eyebrows.

Hearing the other party's question, the old man smiled bitterly:

"My core disciples of Immortal Killing Mountain are also in the secret realm. If there is really a way, how can I hide it from you?"

He pointed to the mana sand table on the table:

"Shengzi Yue from the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Palace has already said that the person who laid out the plan is a mortal immortal who is proficient in the art of illusion. It's no wonder that you guys are mistaken.

By joining forces, we can break through this secret realm, but the secret realm collapsed, and the disciples of each family were also doomed. Now our people are in the hands of that Fairy Huan Zhen, and we are going to throw a rat into a trap."

"Before entering the secret realm, all the disciples bought death talismans, right? Can these things be used?"

Someone came up with an idea.

"Disaster."

An elder of Shenbing Pavilion shook his head. He was the one who fished in Huanzhen Lake before:

"That Holy Son Yue said that in the secret realm, all the death talismans prepared by our teaching were ineffective, and they should have been affected by the field on the body of the Red Dust Immortal.

Unless we can kill the Red Dust Immortal and destroy his field at the moment when the secret realm is destroyed, we will not be able to save the disciples of each family at all."

"Then can you go to the Western Desert and ask the Buddhists for help? I heard that they have a secret method to suppress time and space. Maybe they can withstand the pressure of the Red Dust Immortal and stabilize the secret realm."

Someone said.

"The Western Desert is remote and closed, and there are very few connections with us. Which of you has any friendship with that group of monks?"

The middle-aged elder asked.

Everyone shook their heads.

Cultivation sects are also divided into regions, and the sects in Beiyuan rarely interact with the Buddhist sects in the West Desert.

The only one that can be said to be connected to all the sects in the Cangyuan Realm is the World-Transcending Sword Studio——

What this refers to is that all the top immortal sects have been beaten by the Transcendent Sword Studio.
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