Chapter 87: Eliminate the False and Seek the Truth
Those who cultivate immortality are those who cultivate the truth. To learn Tao and practice, to find the true self, to get rid of the false and preserve the true is to cultivate the truth.
When any cultivator starts, his or her teacher will first explain to him the true meaning of cultivating immortality. A clear mind and a clear mind lead to wisdom. Wu Yan naturally understands these principles. Merely understanding does not necessarily mean truly understanding. It requires constant practice and practice to truly understand.
After walking the nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine steps, my body was loose and exhausted, and I finally gained a glimpse of the falseness of the body and the truth of the soul. The deeper your understanding of these principles becomes, the stronger your will to cultivate the truth will be. If you don’t know the true meaning, you won’t understand the ultimate goal of practice.
Although he has not yet entered the "illusion of authenticity", Wu Yan has a little more understanding of the authenticity of cultivation. Now he finally understands why this road is called "Questioning Heaven Road", why this illusion and this level assessment are called "removing falsehoods" and "asking for truth".
Is it okay to die after hearing the Tao in the morning and in the evening when I hear the Tao Rock? This is a place where people have to face themselves. Especially standing on this huge rock, under the morning and evening clock, Wu Yan's experience was even more profound. To exist forever between heaven and earth is probably the ultimate goal pursued by every immortal cultivator.
Wu Yan suddenly moved forward, stepping into the majestic void, as if entering a mirror world.
The scenery in front of him changed, and an ancient, desolate, desolate, and obsolete ruins slowly appeared before his eyes.
The sky and the earth are dark and yellow. Between the sky and the earth, in the dark yellow, the setting sun hangs slantingly in the western sky. A huge mountain, half of which collapsed, stands between this desolate world. On the top of the mountain, a Taoist platform that had been abandoned for an unknown number of years was illuminated by the setting sun with an indescribable meaning.
Behind the platform, there was a half-open old wooden door, incomplete and swaying in the wind, making a creaking sound. Behind the door are the ruins of a Taoist temple.
Wu Yan stood at the end of the world, but his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the endless void and fixate on the ruins of the Taoist temple.
"Tao Zhen Guan".
On the plaque above the door frame, there are three ancient seal characters, the gold paint is peeling off, and they look desolate.
The huge mountain of ruins is covered with countless caves, large and small, like a thousand-eyed beast that has been dead for countless years, opening its countless large and small empty eyes, looking at the ruined world.
Suddenly, pieces of white jade stone platforms extended from Wu Yan's feet, suspended in the air, and stretched towards the center of the Taoist platform on the huge mountain. Wu Yan stepped forward without hesitation and stepped on the first white jade platform in front of him.
As we walked along, the white jade stone platforms quietly disappeared one after another. The way back, the sequence disappears. Cultivators, is there any way back?
Wu Yan ran towards the platform without hesitation. He felt that something was calling him in the ruins of the Taoist temple behind the platform.
Soon, he arrived at the platform. The Taoist platform was originally covered with dust, and even an ancient stone tablet in the center of the Taoist platform was obscured by the dust, making it difficult to see its true appearance.
After Wu Yan's feet landed on the Taoist platform, the dust on the Taoist platform fell in all directions in a moment, like flowing water and oil. In the blink of an eye, the Taoist platform became as clean as jade, revealing the Original appearance.
A pattern of yin and yang intersecting and blending formed the entire Taoist platform with a radius of ten feet. The one-foot-tall stone tablet also revealed its true appearance.
One side is engraved with "Heaven and Earth", and the other side is engraved with "Daozhen". The stone tablet seems to be very ordinary, nothing special about it. Wu Yan stood in front of the stone tablet, looking at the words on the stone tablet and remaining silent.
Suddenly, Wu Yan felt a green light suddenly shot out from the word "天" on the stone tablet. Before he could react, the green light shot into the center of his eyebrows and disappeared.
Suddenly, Wu Yan was shocked to find that a gap seemed to open between his eyebrows in an instant, as if an eye that had been closed was slowly opening.
A strong light shone between the sky and the earth, stinging him so hard that he couldn't even open his eyes. Wu Yan closed his eyes in shock. But the strange thing is that one eye seems to have opened between his eyebrows.
Because, he actually "saw" that the world in front of him had changed again!
The ruins are gone. He is now standing under the white jade stone tablet of the Taoist platform. Around the Taoist platform, there are many monks sitting cross-legged wearing blue robes with the same pattern as the Taoist platform embroidered on their chests. They are all looking piously in the same direction - —The "Taozhen Temple" built on the top of the mountain!
Where are the Taoist temple ruins? There is clearly a golden Taoist temple wrapped in immortal energy and emitting thousands of golden rays!
The gate of the Taoist temple is open, and above the void in front of the door, an old Taoist priest is sitting cross-legged on the void, emitting a soft white light. He is mumbling something, and seems to be preaching to all the monks sitting cross-legged in the square in front of the Taoist temple.
The old Taoist priest had white hair like snow but a face like a baby, with a faint smile hanging on the corner of his mouth. Suddenly, he seemed to glance towards Wu Yan and raised his hand to cast a spell.
A ray of cyan light shot out from his fingertips and headed straight for Wu Yan!
The thousands of monks sitting cross-legged all turned around and sat around the Taoist platform, seeming to be muttering something in their mouths. Wu Yan seemed to be like air, no one looked at him.
The blue light emitted by the old Taoist priest's finger suddenly poured into the stone tablet next to Wu Yan. Suddenly, there was a sound of thunder in the air, and then, a barrel-thick purple electric light suddenly appeared from the void and landed on the stone tablet.
The stone tablet still had no changes, and it looked ordinary. But at this moment, all the monks sitting cross-legged around the platform looked up at the sky, held their breath and closed their eyes, with their hands raised high, as if waiting for something.
At this moment, the word "天" on the stone tablet suddenly shot out thousands of green lights, scattering out and shooting at the eyebrows of every monk sitting cross-legged around the platform.
All the monks closed their mouths and eyes in an instant, sitting cross-legged on the ground without saying a word, as if silently feeling something.
Seeing this extremely familiar scene, Wu Yan suddenly remembered the green light that had just shot into his eyebrows, and there was a hint of expectation and excitement in his heart.
Suddenly, the wind swept away the clouds, and everything was like an illusory mirror flower and water moon, which disappeared in a gust of wind.
The white light disappeared. Opening his eyes, he still saw the ancient, desolate ruins just now. Wu Yan walked down the platform and walked to the incomplete old wooden door. Here, the old Taoist priest who appeared in his illusion just now had preached here, opened the secrets for all the cultivators who heard the Tao, and opened the eye of heaven between their eyebrows!
"What is true?" In the void of the ruins, there seemed to be a voice echoing, and the sky was vast.
"What is false?" The voice continued to echo.
"What is Tao?"
"What is the truth of Tao?"
"I am the truth, not me is false, I am Tao, and the true me is the truth of Tao." Wu Yan couldn't help but think of these four sentences in his heart along with the voice that seemed to be there and not there.
Suddenly, the wooden door creaked open, and Wu Yan seemed to understand something. He closed his eyes again, walked towards the wooden door step by step, and quietly felt something.
There were all kinds of different noises in his ears, and Wu Yan suddenly opened his eyes and suddenly found himself standing in a valley. In the valley, there were more than a hundred people standing densely.
Standing in the front was the head of the Xiuzhen Sect, Zhenxuzi. Behind him, there were six disciples of the Xiuzhen Sect with solemn faces. From the fluctuations of mana and spiritual pressure emanating from them, Wu Yan was shocked to find that these six people were all foundation-building disciples, and they didn't seem to be in the early stage. They seemed to be only slightly weaker than Zhenxuzi.
The patterns on the chests of the six people were different. The pentagonal patterns of the first five were the five ancient seal characters of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth. The pattern on the chest of the last person was the Taoist pattern that he had just seen in the illusion! There was no text in the pentagonal pattern, but a pattern of yin and yang intersecting and blending.
The pattern was exactly the same as the Taoist robes of the group of cultivators who had their eyes opened!
"Well, this is the ninety-ninth disciple who passed the illusion test. Not bad, not bad. Only half of it has passed, and there are so many casual cultivators who can pass the test. It seems that we can receive at least two hundred true disciples this year. Master, it seems that our cultivation sect will become stronger and stronger!" The foundation-building disciple with the earth pattern embroidered on his clothes said to Master Zhenxuzi with a smile.
Zhenxuzi nodded and said, "Not bad, much better than the last cultivation ceremony."
"What are you still standing there for? Come and test the soul moral mark you just obtained." The foundation-building cultivator with a Taoist pattern embroidered on his clothes frowned at Wu Yan, who was standing stupidly at the entrance of the valley, and shouted.
The spiritual pressure emanating from this person was stronger than that of the five cultivators 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 hint of disdain.
Wu Yan quickly followed what the man said and walked to a huge bluestone in the valley. According to the man's instructions, he pressed his palm on the big stone.
As soon as his hand pressed on the big stone, the big stone suddenly sprayed out a green light, and in the green light, a few words and a line of numbers appeared faintly.
"Successfully obtained the soul moral mark, moral merit: ten points."
After this line of words and numbers appeared, there was a buzz, and a discussion sounded in the valley in an instant. Wu Yan was also a little confused. He didn't know what happened, and he didn't understand what the line of text and numbers meant.
"Hey! Good guy, I didn't know that this person had successfully killed ten demons before joining our sect!"
"Yes, among these disciples who just passed the assessment, the highest moral merit is only one point. This guy actually has ten points. He is really an anomaly!"
"How could this be? This person is only at the eleventh level of Qi Refining, how can he be so powerful? Did he practice some powerful magic or carry some powerful magic weapon that can restrain demons and monsters?"
The discussion reached Wu Yan's ears, and he was confused.
"Little guy, what's your name? What is the basic practice you practice? I am Jin Jian, the eldest disciple of Jinjingtang under Jinling Peak of our sect. I want to invite you to join Jinjingtang of Jinling Peak to practice. Little guy, come with me?"
The foundation-building disciple with a golden pattern embroidered on his chest suddenly stepped in front of Wu Yan and invited him with a smile that could not be refused.