The cultivation of the Void Sutra and the cultivation of the Void Sutra are not at all a level of things, and Yang Kang only knows a lot of things in it, if he only relies on Yang Kang's perception alone, what kind of state he can cultivate in the end is really not certain.

Fortunately, there are many insights from the cultivation of predecessors in that jade slip, which saves Yang Kang how much time and energy he doesn't know.

Sitting cross-legged and meditating, Yang Kang soon entered a state of concentration, his mind melted into the void, closed his five visions, lost all his sense of the outside world, and devoted himself to cultivation.

In a trance, Yang Kang's spirit once again went out of his body and merged into the void.

This time I was out of the body, there was no sense of stagnation, but there was a feeling of leaping into the sea, as if entering the arms of my mother, it was so warm and calm.

Standing in the void, overlooking the lights of thousands of homes on the earth, I inexplicably have a new feeling in my heart.

A breeze blew, and the spirit drifted with the wind.

Suddenly, a faint attraction came from afar, a call from the bottom of his heart, as if something was attracting him over there.

With a thought, I crossed thousands of mountains and rivers, and in the blink of an eye, I came thousands of miles away.

Here is a high mountain, heavy mountains, beautiful scenery, dense vegetation on the mountain, tigers howling wolves.

There is a huge Taoist temple halfway up the mountain, and the palace is heavy, solemn and deep.

The suction came from the top of the mountain.

Under a big tree, a white-haired old Taoist was meditating, and the faint suction came from the body of this old Taoist.

Yang Kang's spirit stood in the void and looked down on the earth, but there was only the old way of meditation in his eyes.

Lao Dao didn't know how old he was, goosebumps, thin as firewood, sitting cross-legged under the tree motionless, breathing in and out for as much as a minute, and there was a faint thunder between breaths.

Just by looking at it, Yang Kang knew what was going on.

This old Taoist priest should have cultivated to the limit of the day after tomorrow, seeing that one foot is about to step into the cultivation realm, but it is a pity that this foot wants to step into the realm of difficulty, if there is no great opportunity, his life's achievements are like this.

Yang Kang never thought that there would be such a capable person in this world, and this old man in front of him seemed to be even more powerful than his master.

It seems that the previous self really underestimated the heroes of the world.

If you think about it, it's the same. The land of China is vast and rich, and there are countless capable people, and I don't know how many legends have been handed down.

Although there are exaggerations, there are also many real things.

If you can get the ancestral pagoda in your own lineage, others may also leave a legacy.

Looking at this old Taoist, Yang Kang suddenly sighed with emotion, this old Taoist priest did not have such a great opportunity as himself to obtain the Void Sutra. He has cultivated all his life, and now he is gray-haired, and he is still working hard to cultivate, hoping to take the last step, but he has never seen any hope, and in the end he can only die unwillingly.

This is like his own master, how can the master be willing when he is dying.

"Well, it's your chance to meet me. Yang Kang said indifferently.

"Fellow Daoist, fellow Daoist..."

A burst of calls came from the bottom of his heart, and the old Taoist priest finally opened his eyes, but what he saw was the soul of Yang Kang, who was standing not far from him, exuding a faint silver color.

"Are you?" the old Taoist priest asked calmly.

Yang Kang laughed and said, "Fellow Daoist, I see that your cultivation has reached the threshold, if you don't break it, you will be hopeless for the rest of your life." Today, I have a method to teach you. ”

As he spoke, Yang Kang connected in place, and explained two sentences from time to time.

This is the first layer of the Void Sutra.

If you want the old way in front of you not to repeat the mistakes of your master, the ordinary exercises are useless, even the Yijin Sutra and the Pulp Washing Sutra are useless, only the Void Sutra is really useful.

As for passing down the Void Sutra so easily, Yang Kang didn't care. With the Void Sutra of the first layer alone, it didn't have much impact on him at all.

Yang Kang only explained it once, as for how much this old Taoist priest can remember, it depends on himself.

"Fellow Daoist, I'll see you in the future. Yang Kang said with a chuckle, and then his figure became lighter and lighter, lighter and lighter, until he was completely invisible.

On the top of the mountain, under the big tree, a white-haired old Taoist priest was sitting cross-legged on the ground, his eyes slightly closed, and his breathing was even.

Suddenly, the old Taoist priest's eyes opened, and his eyes were full of horror.

The dream just now was so clear, as if it was really happening in front of my eyes. Moreover, the exercises taught by the gods in the dream were incredible, which simply subverted his previous impression, as if another door had been opened.

The old Taoist priest just wanted to deny it, but then his brows furrowed, and his internal force involuntarily followed the method taught by the god in the dream.

As soon as he cultivated, the old Taoist priest felt a different feeling from usual, as if his whole connection with the void was a little closer, as if he could integrate into the void at any time as long as he wanted to.

He opened his eyes, looked at the starry sky, and couldn't stop shedding tears.

How many years of waiting, how many years of penance, this moment, it's all worth it.

"The god man in your dreams?" the old Taoist priest whispered, and then left quickly.

After experiencing this dream teaching, Yang Kang only felt tired, as if he had run for several kilometers, and his mind was a little groggy.

In a trance, it seemed as if someone was talking in his ear, and he only felt a buzzing sound. With a thought, the soul returned to the body.

Before I could open my eyes, I heard a voice.

"Sister, it's all my fault. If it weren't for me, Yang Kang wouldn't have died. I really didn't expect that Yang Kang was still a good person. ”

"Yang Kang is just unconscious, not dead yet, you see he still has temperature and breathing. ”

"But why can't you wake up, or let's take him to the hospital." ”

"Is it because I'm too tired to save you, maybe I'm asleep? ”

"Sleepy? Why don't we eat, I'm going to starve." These meals don't taste good when they're cold. ”

...

Yang Kang was really a little speechless, this Tang Yiyi is really big-hearted, it's all at this time, and he still wants to eat.

"Hmm..."

Yang Kang groaned and slowly opened his eyes, but what he saw was a face of pear blossom with rain, it was Tang Yiyi.

"Yang Kang, you woke up, I thought you..."Tang Yiyi said with a look of surprise.

Yang Kang pursed his lips and said a little helplessly: "I said two eldest ladies, I just slept for a while, you don't have to treat me like this." ”