Soon a second disciple from Cuizhu Peak arrived at the Taoist realm.
When Jiang Shaoqiu left, he specially came to Shen Yu's yard.
Shen Yu had no impression of him and said calmly: "Is something wrong?"
Jiang Shaoqiu was a little embarrassed, and he hesitated for a long time before saying: "Thank you very much for the matter of Yanfa Hall, but I think you have the ability to become the most powerful people in Dao Sect, so... you still have to work harder in practice, even if you are talented
Too lazy."
After saying that, Jiang Shaoqiu turned around and left, leaving Shen Yu standing in the courtyard, a little confused.
Next, one after another, disciples entered the Taoist realm.
What's strange is that when these Broken Realm disciples left Cuizhu Peak, they would go to Shen Yu's courtyard to say hello, and their tone of voice was very respectful.
This left Shen Yu a little confused.
Until that day, Yang Liu explained after practicing: "You taught me some skills in practicing the art of controlling objects... I accidentally told Jiang Shaoqiu and the others, and then everyone knew..."
Only then did Shen Yu understand.
In these days, Yang Liu's realm has improved rapidly, and now he has reached the edge of the ninth level of Qi training. He has also become familiar with Shen Yu. Sometimes he will chat with him, but most of the time, he does not get a response, but
The man is asleep.
Not far away, a figure in green clothes stood on the top of the cliff, seeming a little lonely. After the sun rose, he slowly walked down the mountain.
"It's Mingjian Zhenren. I don't know what happened. He stood there all night last night."
Yang Liu said: "The real person seems to have become much more haggard all of a sudden."
"The road is so confusing that it cannot be solved." Shen Yu glanced at the figure from behind and shook his head slightly.
"Senior Brother Shen Yu..."
Yang Liu tightened the bamboo Xiao in his hand and summoned the courage to ask: "What do you think of my practice?"
Shen Yu pondered for a while and said: "Too slow, too low."
The expectant girl suddenly felt a little disappointed when she heard this. She bit her lips tightly, as if she felt a lot of grievances.
"but...."
Shen Yu smiled and said: "Practice is a long-term thing. I think you are already better than many people."
The girl's eyes lit up and she lowered her head shyly. Her smile couldn't be concealed and spread.
Shen Yun rubbed the little girl's head and said: "I heard that there is a female sword immortal in the north. If our Southwest Dao Sect can have a female true immortal, it would be great."
"good."
Yang Liu nodded vigorously, then seemed to remember something again, and asked curiously: "When you were in Yanfa Hall, you knocked out two people with a sap?"
"No."
Shen Yu raised his eyebrows and said, "Three people."
For the first time, Yang Liu felt pride in the young man. He was a little surprised and a little speechless.
Because Shen Yu, who usually doesn't care about anything, is actually proud of this matter.
Speaking of which, this young man has more things to be proud of.
Shen Yu saw her thoughts and said: "It is a matter of course for me to kill someone with spiritual treasures or fairy weapons, or whatever level I have reached in practice."
"But knocking on a sap is different."
Yang Liu didn't understand the young man's explanation, but he just felt that this man suddenly had a trace of human life, could be proud, and could care about something.
This kind of Shen Yu is actually more interesting.
A moment.
The sound of cicadas around the peak became much quieter, and the sea of clouds surrounding the top seemed to have stagnated.
Shen Yu, who was standing on the edge of the cliff with his hands behind his hands, slowly opened his eyes. His green shirt was not moving in the wind, and his eyes gave off a strange luster.
Yang Liu had also seen many similar changes in the world at Cuizhu Peak. With his eyes widened, he looked at the young man and said excitedly: "Senior Brother Shen Yu..."
Shen Yu nodded and said, "I have entered the Tao."
There was a hint of emotion in his tone. The time he came here was a bit sad for him.
But in Yang Liu's view, Shen Yu's words seemed to be natural and natural, so casual.
There are more than a hundred disciples in Cuizhu Peak, and everyone practices hard day and night, and some even spend time practicing while eating and sleeping.
Looking at the young man in front of him with such an understatement, Yang Liu thought in his mind that his senior brother was really a strange and scary person.
Shen Yu turned around and rubbed the little girl's head.
Yang Liu seemed to realize something and asked: "Are you leaving?"
"Um."
Shen Yu said: "Taoist practice pays attention to step by step, don't rush, don't slack off."
Yang Liu nodded and said with envy: "It would be great if I could sleep in a daze and take a walk every day like you to reach the entrance."
.....
Ancient courtyard.
Mingjian looked at the young man in front of him and said, "You're here, but it's a little later than I thought."
During the small competition between the two peaks in the Yanfa Hall, I knew that Shen Yu had reached the ninth level of Qi training, but I didn't expect to wait for a long time.
Shen Yu said: "Practice lies in enlightenment, there is no difference between early and late."
Ming Jian was stunned when he heard this, then showed a self-deprecating look, nodded and said: "That's the truth, but the day when I fully understand it may never wait."
A sigh.
Watching the little ones ascend one by one and leave Cuizhu Peak, his state of mind also changed.
His cultivation has been stagnant in the Cave Realm for too long. He has practiced hard in the mountains and experienced in the mortal world. He has tried many times over the years, but his cultivation has still not increased by half, and there are still vague signs of regression.
This made him feel a little confused.
Mingjian retracted his thoughts and said: "I will report the list, and you can leave tomorrow."
Shen Yu nodded, turned and left.
Yesterday I saw the difficulties Mingjian encountered, and they saw some of them as early as when they were in Yanfa Hall.
The road is lost.
On the road of spiritual practice, you will encounter cross roads, forks in the road, and you will encounter incomprehensions and doubts. Sword cultivators like to cut them with one sword, and rangers like to understand between life and death.
As for Taoism, there is only enlightenment.
Shen Yu ignored it. He could only solve this kind of thing by himself, not to mention that it had nothing to do with him.
When I walked out of the courtyard, I suddenly saw a fruit tree filled with many spiritual fruits.
This kind of spiritual fruit contains a small amount of spiritual energy, which can improve the meridians and help absorb spiritual energy for practitioners who are new to the Qi Refining Realm.
The young man remembered that Yang Liu had said that Master Mingjian would send some spiritual fruits to the disciples of Cuizhu Peak every few days. He had eaten them occasionally and thought they tasted pretty good.
As for Shang Yingluo, she even ate the spiritual fruit as a snack.
"Where is the Tao?" Shen Yu suddenly turned around and asked.
Ming Jian was a little confused.
Shen Yu looked at him and said, "Have you ever thought about it after searching for so many years? The Tao is in your heart."
Ming Jian said nothing.
Shen Yu continued: "I have always felt that there is no need for a sect like Daozong to exist."
Ming Ming heard the words and was a little angry. It was too ridiculous to say such words. When he was about to scold him, he was interrupted by the young man.
"There are sword cultivators, Confucian cultivators, Buddhist cultivators, chivalrous warriors, and Qi practitioners like us in the world. The Tao they pursue is the ultimate principle of heaven and earth, which is transcendent and transcendent."
"It's about freedom."
"As for the Taoist sect, with its clear hierarchy and strict inheritance, it may be able to have countless Taoist cultivation methods, but it also imposes layers of shackles and Taoist rules. How can it transcend heaven and earth?"
"For so many years, you have not been able to enter the realm of divine wandering. I think it is because your heart is shackles. What is divine wandering? There is no distraction in the heart and no restraint in the mind."
Shen Yu looked at him and said seriously: "Your Taoist heart... has already been contaminated with dust."
Ming Jian's face was pale and his forehead was covered with sweat.
Because he found that everything was like this and there was no way to refute it.
There was no sound in the courtyard.
Mingjian looked closely at the young man in front of him and asked seriously: "What should I do?"
"Of course, cut off those shackles."
"There is a fog in the lake of my heart, just blow it away."
"The Taoist heart is covered with dust, so it will be cut off with the spiritual treasure in the palm."
The young man had already walked out of the courtyard, and a firm voice could be heard vaguely in the distance: "I will cut the dust with my heart sword."
Mingjian stood in the courtyard, motionless. The only thing that changed was his eyes, which gradually became clearer and clearer from confusion.
After an unknown amount of time, he closed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Duan Chen!"
A whisk in the room that had been silent for a long time began to tremble slightly.
...
Shen Yu stopped while walking among the mountains and forests, looking at the horizon as if expecting something.
Half an hour later, a white spiritual energy rose into the sky from that courtyard, followed by the sounds of shattering.
Like ice cubes breaking, it was crisp and clear, resounding throughout the entire Cuizhu Peak.
All the disciples in the mountain looked over there in surprise.
Shen Yu smiled slightly.
This was the first time he smiled after coming to Daozong.
In the past three thousand years, there have been very few people who can keep him in mind, and he doesn't even care about Ming Jian.
However, there is one more person walking along the road.