"What is cultivation?" The old Taoist sitting cross-legged in the middle asked slowly at the disciples around him.

"Learn Taoism and practice, seek the true self, get rid of falsehood and retain the true truth!" The disciples around him, including Ji Yunlang, also recited loudly.

The lingering sound was lingering and twisting. These three very ordinary words seemed to have great mystery, which shocked the spirit of the disciples present. Whether it was the Qi Refining Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation who worked hard last night, or the disciples who had not recovered from the previous injury on the Taoist platform, they all felt warm and comfortable all over their bodies.

Although Ji Yunlang is good at both body and mind, he still feels that some of the serious illnesses during body refining in his body disappear.

He has never experienced this situation. Although it was mysterious in the previous few Taoist episodes, there was no obvious change.

The one in front of me talks about elders, maybe... it's not just the Golden Pill stage, but maybe... the Nascent Soul stage!

Thinking of this, Ji Yunlang's figure couldn't help but stand tall. This kind of person who was a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage said that from the establishment of a sect to the present, it only took a few times. The disciples who have experienced those times will basically have unexpected gains, which will make the future path broader.

After asking that question, the old Taoist closed his eyes and said nothing. On the side of his right hand, a slightly young and handsome elder looked at the excited disciples around him, and opened the alchemy path expressionlessly.

Although Ji Yunlang has ordinary qualifications in the alchemy, he knows everything, and listening to all the alchemy is helpful to him, so he listened with relish.

Time passed slowly. Halfway through the lectures on the Dao Hall, Liu Wansheng appeared in an unknown hall at this moment. Above the hall was a middle-aged Taoist with a grim body and a dignified appearance.

"In the Dayijianque Sect, except for the ancestor, I am the only one who has the ability to modify such a martial art. If it is true as you said, Ji Yunlang will naturally belong to my Liu family."

The middle-aged Taoist's voice seemed real and false, and it suddenly became mysterious in Liu Wansheng's ears.

Liu Wansheng gave a deep gift, and after receiving the exact answer from the middle-aged Taoist, a feeling of joy arose in his heart.

After leaving the hall, he hurriedly sent a message to Song Zihe through his identity jade pendant.

He is now truly ahead of Jiang Nanmo. He lets Jiang Nanmo think about it, but he never thought that he could make a decision before getting the consent of the patriarch.

This game was a bet.

The sky was getting darker, and everyone in the hall had finished speaking, and everyone in the six hours had great benefits for Ji Yunlang.

Walking on the way to Huan Zhuju, Song Zihe whispered to Ji Yunlang: "Look, junior brother, I have said that in the sect, except for the ancestors, only the leader of the Liu family has the ability to modify the method."

Song Zihe felt sorry for Ji Yunlang. Such a good opportunity to question was wasted.

Ji Yunlang ignored Song Zihe's mood. He pondered for a moment and said, "My junior brother has not yet talked about the level of the Dharma."

Song Zihe paused and whispered: "You can practice to the late stage of foundation building, but you won't be able to go up any further."

"I wonder if the elder just mentioned the method of three-yuan life cultivation can be modified?"

Song Zihe held his forehead with his hand and said helplessly: "Senior Brother, have you seen the Three Yuan Life Cultivation Method in the Daozang Palace?"

“Uh, no…”

"Isn't that right?" Song Zihe sighed: "There is no shortage of the Dharma sect of the Three Fields Dharma Practice. Only the core disciples of the Three Fields Physical Practice can come into contact with it. The cultivation of the True Qi Dao is a legendary Dharma sect. If you want to obtain the points you need from the sect, even the elders in the Golden Elixir Stage are in pain.

The sect doesn’t want the disciples to practice. Let’s not talk about the preciousness of the three levels of cultivation method. Just the cultivation resources are quite laborious to provide in the sect. Senior brother is now in the middle stage of the master, so you should also know this.

As for the method of practicing Sanyuan Destiny, I heard that it is in a special thing and has a limit on the number of times of understanding. There are less than ten disciples who have practiced this method so far. You can imagine how precious it is."

Ji Yunlang's mood was a little depressed. The little cat in the sleeves didn't know Ji Yunlang's mood. He was so tired that he jumped up and down in the light shield formed by Ji Yunlang with spiritual power.

"Let me think about it again. I will reply to my junior brother when the pavement hall is opened next time." After Ji Yunlang finished speaking, he bid farewell to Song Zihe.

After returning to his small world, Ji Yunlang released Meow Xiaomao.

After seeing the spiritual fruit on the table, Miao Xiaomiao forgot the treatment she had just suffered, jumped out in one step, holding the spiritual fruit and chewing it with relish.

Looking at Miao Xiaomiao, Ji Yunlang's brows could not be stretched. On the one hand, he wanted Miao Xiaomiao to be able to practice wisdom, but on the other hand, he did not want to be bound by a certain force in the sect too early.

After all, he is only in the middle stage of foundation building, and the road ahead is long. There are still many places on the Great Six. Once he joins the Liu family, he will inevitably be subject to some restrictions, and travel, tasks, etc. will become less free.

As he thought about it, Ji Yunlang fell into sleep with a rare opportunity.

This should be the first time he has been so relaxed since he entered the foundation building realm.

After eating the spirit fruit, Miao Xiaomiao looked at Ji Yunlang who was sitting cross-legged on the cushion and quietly moved his eyes and put forward the plan that had been around for a long time.

He didn't care about cleaning the juice of the four flesh claws, and stepped on Ji Yunlang's clothes, leaving four extremely conspicuous marks.

Then he climbed up along his clothes, and in a blink of an eye he climbed to Ji Yunlang's shoulder. Looking at the neat and clean Chonghe, Meow Meow couldn't help but meow in a low voice.

Then, he stretched out his front paws and grabbed Chong Heqian...

When he woke up early in the morning, Ji Yunlang suddenly felt something was wrong around him, so he looked down. When he saw the masterpiece left by Miao Xiaomiao, he was first angry, and then he didn't know what he thought of, but he became stunned.

Miao Xiaomiao also woke up from her deep sleep, jumped onto Ji Yunlang's shoulder, and mischievously held the scattered black in the palm of his hand, kneading and playing.

"Stop making trouble." Ji Yunlang said gently, and then he saw him performing a magic trick, and his body returned to his tidyness as yesterday.

After putting Chong and Shirt on carefully, Ji Yunlang said to Miao Xiaomiao: "I will take you to a good place this time."

Meow Xiaomiao watched Ji Yunlang turn from his handsome image to his old-fashioned appearance wrapped in a strange thing. He couldn't help but get angry and whispered.

"Hahaha, it seems that you are looking forward to the next itinerary." Ji Yunlang understood the meow little meow in the direction he thought, then pinched the Taoist magic, closed the door of the house, and walked towards the mountain gate.
Chapter completed!