Immortal cultivators, cultivators are also true cultivators. Learn the Tao and practice, seek the true self, and remove the false and save the truth for the sake of cultivating the truth.

At the beginning of any immortal cultivator, his master will first explain to him the true meaning of cultivating immortals. Clear-mindedness, reasonableness and wisdom. Wu Yan naturally understands these truths. It's just that understanding may not be true understanding, and it still needs to continue to practice ascetic comprehension with the body in order to have a day of true understanding.

After the nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine steps are completed, the physical body is loose, exhausted, the hypocrisy of the physical body, and the truth of the primordial spirit, only then can I get a trace of true enlightenment. The deeper the understanding of these truths, the stronger the meaning of cultivating the truth to the Tao. If you don't know the true meaning, you won't understand the ultimate goal of your practice.

Although he has not yet entered the "illusion of truth and falsehood", Wu Yan has a little more understanding of the authenticity of cultivation. He now finally understands why this road is called "Asking Heaven Road", why this illusion, this level assessment, why is it called "removing the fake" and "asking the truth".

Is it possible to die at the end of the day? This is a place where people have to face themselves. Especially standing on this huge rock, under the morning and dusk bell, Wu Yan's experience is more profound. Forever between heaven and earth is probably the ultimate goal pursued by every immortal cultivator.

Wu Yan suddenly stepped forward, stepping into the majestic void, as if entering a world in a mirror.

The objects in front of him are changing, and a picture of ancient, desolate, barren, and old ruins is slowly unfolding in front of his eyes.

Heaven and earth are yellow, between heaven and earth, among the yellow, the remnant sun hangs obliquely in the western sky. A huge mountain, most of which had collapsed, stood between this desolate heaven and earth. On the top of the mountain, a platform that has been abandoned for an unknown number of years, is reflected by the remnant sun with an indescribable rhyme.

Behind the platform, a half-covered dilapidated wooden door, incomplete and swaying with the wind, creaking sound. Behind the door, there is a ruin of a Taoist temple.

Wu Yan stood at the end of heaven and earth, but his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the endless void and freeze on the ruins of the Taoist temple.

"Tao Zhenguan".

On the plaque above the door frame, three ancient seals, the gold paint is peeling, showing desolation.

The huge mountain of ruins is full of countless caves, large and small, like a thousand-eyed giant beast that has been dead for countless years, opening its eyes to look at the world of ruins.

Suddenly, from under Wu Yan's feet, pieces of white jade platforms stretched out, suspended in the void, and stretched to the center of the platform on the huge mountain. Wu Yan stepped forward without hesitation and stepped on the first white jade platform in front of him.

Along the way, the white jade platform quietly disappeared one after another. The way back is gone. Cultivators, is there a way back?

Wu Yan did not hesitate to rush towards the platform. He felt that in the ruined Taoist temple behind the platform, something seemed to be calling him.

Soon, he was on the platform. On the platform, it was originally covered with dust, and even an ancient stone tablet in the center of the platform was covered by dust, and it was impossible to see its original face.

After Wu Yan's feet landed on the platform, the dust on the platform slid down in all directions in a moment, like flowing water and oil, and in the blink of an eye, the platform became as clean as jade, revealing its original appearance.

A pattern of yin and yang intersecting and blending constitutes the entire ten-zhang square circle of the platform. The one-foot-high stele also revealed its true face.

One side is engraved with "Heaven and Earth", and the other side is engraved with "Tao Zhen". The stele seems to be very ordinary, and there is nothing unusual about it. Wu Yan stood in front of the stele, looked at the words on the stele, and was silent.

Suddenly, Wu Yan felt that a blue light suddenly shot out from the word "sky" on the stone tablet, and before he could react, the blue light shot into his eyebrows and disappeared.

Suddenly, Wu Yan was shocked to find that a gap in his eyebrows seemed to have opened in an instant, as if an eye that had been closed was slowly opening.

The intense light lit up in this heaven and earth, and he couldn't open his eyes at all. Wu Yan closed his eyes in shock. But the strange thing is that one of his eyebrows really seems to have one eye open.

Because he actually "saw" that the world in front of him changed again!

The ruins are gone. He was now standing under the stone monument of the Taoist platform, which was as white as jade, and around the platform, there were many monks wearing cyan Taoist robes embroidered with the same pattern on their chests, and they were all looking in one direction reverently—the "Taoist True Temple" built on the top of the mountain!

Where are the ruins of a Taoist temple? There is clearly a golden Taoist temple wrapped in immortal qi and emitting thousands of golden rays!

The door of the Taoist temple opened, and above the void in front of the door, an old Taoist priest sitting cross-legged on the void, emitting a soft white light, had words in his mouth, and seemed to be preaching to all the monks sitting cross-legged in the square in front of the Taoist temple.

The old Taoist priest, with white hair like snow but a face like a baby, had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. Suddenly, he seemed to glance at Wu Yan's side, and raised his hand to play a spell.

A cyan light shot out from his fingertips, heading straight for Wu Yan!

The thousands of monks sitting cross-legged turned around and sat around the platform, as if they were muttering something. Wu Yan seemed to be like air, and no one looked at him.

The blue light shot out of the old Taoist priest's fingers suddenly poured into the stone tablet beside Wu Yan. Suddenly, there was a thunderous sound in the air, and then, a bucket-thick purple electric light suddenly appeared from the void and landed on the stone tablet.

The stele still hasn't changed at all, and it looks ordinary anymore. But at this moment, all the monks who were sitting cross-legged around the platform raised their heads to the sky, closed their eyes with bated breath, and raised their hands as if waiting for something.

At this time, on the word "heaven" on the stone tablet, thousands of blue rays of light suddenly shot out, scattering out, shooting at the eyebrows of every monk sitting around the platform.

All the monks closed their eyes for a moment, and sat cross-legged on the ground without moving, as if silently feeling something.

Seeing this incomparably familiar scene, Wu Yan suddenly heard the blue light that shot into his eyebrows just now, and there was a faint trace of expectation and excitement in his heart.

Suddenly, the wind and clouds dispersed, like an illusory mirror, and a gust of wind disappeared.

The white light disappears. When I opened my eyes, I still saw the ancient, desolate ruins in front of me. Wu Yan walked down the platform and walked to the broken old wooden door. Here, the old Taoist priest who appeared in his illusion just now once preached here, opening the trick and opening the eyes of the eyebrows for all the monks who heard the Tao!

"What is the truth?" In the nothingness of the ruins, there seemed to be a voice echoing, green and immense.

"What is pseudo?" the voice continued to echo.

"What is the Tao?" "What is the Tao?"

"I am the truth, I am the truth, I am the Tao, the true self is the truth. Wu Yan couldn't help but follow the seemingly non-existent voice, thinking about these four sentences in his heart.

Suddenly, the wooden door creaked open, Wu Yan seemed to have an understanding, closed his eyes again, and walked towards the wooden door step by step, quietly feeling something.

There were all kinds of different voices in his ears, Wu Yan suddenly opened his eyes, and suddenly found himself standing in a valley. In the valley, there are more than 100 people standing densely.

Standing at the front turned out to be the head of the Xiuzhen Sect, Zhenxuzi. Behind him, there were also six cultivators with solemn faces. From the mana fluctuations and spiritual pressure emanating from them, Wu Yan was shocked to find that these six people were all disciples of the foundation building stage, and they didn't seem to be in the early stage, and they felt only slightly weaker than that true void.

The patterns on the chests of the six people are different, the first five pentagonal patterns are gold, wood, water, fire, and earth five ancient seals, and the pattern on the chest of the last person is actually the pattern of the Taoist platform that I just saw in that fantasy world! The pattern of the pentagonal shape is not any text, but a pattern of yin and yang intersecting and blending.

It's exactly the same pattern as the robes on the monks who were opened to the sky!

"Well, this is the ninety-ninth disciple who has passed the test of the illusion realm, not bad, it is only more than half, and there are so many scattered cultivators who can pass the test of guò, it seems that at least two hundred true disciples can be received this year. Master, it seems that our cultivation of the True Sect will become stronger and stronger!" The disciple of the Foundation Building Period who had the soil character pattern embroidered on his clothes smiled and said to the head of the True Void Sect.

Zhen Xuzi nodded and said, "Yes, it's much better than the last time to cultivate the truth." ”

"What are you doing there? Come and test the Primordial Moral Seal you just obtained. The monk of the foundation building period, whose clothes were embroidered with the same pattern as the Taoist platform, frowned and looked at Wu Yan, who was standing at the entrance of the valley in a daze, and shouted.

The spiritual pressure exuded by this person's body was stronger than the five monks next to him, as if his cultivation was the most profound, but the strange thing was that the five people next to him looked at him with a trace of disdain.

Wu Yan hurriedly obediently followed what the man said, walked to a huge bluestone in the valley, and pressed his palm on the big stone according to the man's instructions.

As soon as his hand pressed on the boulder, the boulder suddenly erupted with a blue light, and in the blue light, a few words and a line of numbers faintly appeared.

"Success in obtaining the Genshin Moral Seal, Moral Merit: Ten points. ”

After the words and numbers appeared, there was a buzz, and there was an instant sound of discussion in the valley. Wu Yan was also a little confused, he didn't know what was going on, and he didn't understand what the words and numbers meant.

"Hey, good guy, I can't see that this person has successfully killed ten demons before joining this sect!"

"Yes, this group of disciples who have just passed the assessment, the highest moral merit is only a point, this guy is actually ten points, what an outlier!"

"How can this be? This person is obviously only at the eleventh level of Qi refining, how can he be so strong? Could it be that he has cultivated some powerful spells or has some powerful magic weapons on his body that can restrain demons and monsters?"

The sound of discussion came into Wu Yan's ears, and he was confused.

"Little guy, what's your name?What is the basic practice of cultivation?I'm Jin Jian, the eldest disciple of the Golden Spirit Hall under the Golden Spirit Peak of this sect, and I want to invite you to join the Jin Spirit Peak Golden Spirit Hall to practice, little guy, will you come with me?"

The disciple of the foundation building period, who had a golden pattern embroidered on his chest, suddenly stepped in front of Wu Yan and extended an invitation to him, with a smile on his face that could not be refused.