Heavenly practice

The etiquette and patriarchal laws in the world are for those mortals. As for monks, they are naturally unrestricted. Therefore, in the world of immortal cultivation, no one will care whether your Taoist couple is the same sex or the opposite sex.

However, since no one has ascended to heaven for ten thousand years, those immortal cultivating families have no choice but to continue their descendants, hoping that one day some descendants will ascend to immortality. Not of the same sex.

But for a family of immortal cultivators like Sang Hai who has begun to decline, the clan would naturally not agree with their young master choosing a man, even if that man is more beautiful than a woman.

Zhao Kongyuan's abacus was crackling, and Ning Feiyue had already led Shen Zhuo's hand to Jianchi.

Seeing Long Xiang's indifferent appearance, Su Tianming was very curious, "Why aren't you jealous anymore?"

His words seemed to expose Long Xiang's thoughts, but Long Xiang's expression remained unchanged, "In his eyes, he is just a child."

"Then aren't you a child in his eyes?" Su Tianming smiled strangely.

"I won't let him treat me like a child."

"..."

The boy raised his feet and walked forward, his back was as straight as a drawn sword, Su Tianming looked at him with deep eyes.

"This is the Sword Washing Pool."

Ning Feiyue led everyone to stop on a huge and wide open space. The pure white stones were paved under their feet. Each piece was three feet square and fully covered the entire flat ground. They saw it on the opposite side before. At this moment, the pavilion was gone.

"Huh? Where's the pavilion you saw earlier?"

"Yeah, why is it missing?"

"Maybe it's an illusion."

"It may also be an enchantment."

"..."

Shen Zhuo looked calm, "Look at Mirage?"

"..."

Everyone was silent for a while, understanding is understanding, but standing in such a tall place, they will always think of some tall things, right?

Ning Feiyue covered her lips and snickered, "There is often a mirage here, that is the pavilion you saw on the bridge, it will appear every three to five days, and you happened to meet it today."

"Then... where is the Sword Washing Pond, Senior Sister?"

The young man was quite dark, but his eyes were very bright. Ning Feiyue was elated when she called out to her senior sister, "It's right in front of your eyes!"

As soon as the voice fell, several figures suddenly appeared in front of my eyes. The one in the middle seemed to be Shang Yin in white clothes and a high crown, surrounded by several young men in white clothes and purple ribbons.

"Xue Junmi!" Someone exclaimed.

The eyes of the teenagers lit up immediately, not to mention that although Zhentianmen is a sect of cultivating immortals, it is not as good as Xuantong School and other sects like Shushan, but Xiao Wuya here is enough for them to flock to!

It can be said that most of the ordinary teenagers here came for the legend of Xiao Wuya, and Xue Junmi, who inherited Xiao Wuya's sword, became famous at a young age, which made these teenagers excited for a while.

It would be great if he could worship under Xiao Wuya's sect!

However, Senior Brother Xue directly set his eyes on Shen Zhuo and nodded towards him.

"..."

The teenagers were shocked again, what is the origin of Shen Zhuo?How come everyone in Zhentianmen who knows his name recognizes him?The back door is too wide, is it the head's son?

"Listen well, when I call out names, they all stand up, you know?" Ning Feiyue asked with a sweet smile.

"Yes." Everyone answered in unison.

So Ning Feiyue looked at Shang Yin, Shang Yin nodded, and when he turned around, he waved his wide sleeves, and the world changed before his eyes.

A lake suddenly appeared out of nowhere on the empty space where there was nothing, surrounded by white stones under his feet, the lake was crystal clear, like a jade wall surrounded by a circle, the lake was calm and without waves.

When Shen Zhuo saw the lake, a scene suddenly flashed in his mind, and he didn't even react so fast.

"What's wrong?" Long Xiang asked.

"This lake... looks familiar."

Shen Zhuo looked at the calm lake in front of him and was a little dazed, but he couldn't remember where he saw it.

Ning Feiyue had already started calling his name over there, the first one was the black-faced boy, he stepped forward a little nervously, and smiled at Ning Feiyue, Ning Feiyue had a good impression of him, and offered a word of comfort.

"This lake is only to test your Dao heart. The deeper your obsession, the deeper you will sink. Unless it is some sinful big devil, most people will only reach their ankles."

"Oh……"

The black-faced boy still seemed a little nervous, subconsciously clutching a small black kit at his waist.

Then everyone just watched him slowly stepping into the lake, and then stood with blank eyes for a moment, as if he suddenly woke up from a dream, and looked at the people on the shore in amazement.

"...What's going on?" He asked blankly.

Ning Feiyue didn't answer him, but only beckoned him to go up, followed by the second person.

"What are you laughing at?" Long Xiang asked suddenly.

"Huh? Is there any?"

Shen Zhuo said this on his mouth, but his face was full of smiles, especially when he saw these simple and honest teenagers walking into the lake one by one with a confused face.

"Do you know why this lake is called Xijian Pond?"

Knowing that he was going to show off, Long Xiang asked very cooperatively, "Why?"

Shen Zhuo was really satisfied, "What is washed in this sword washing pool is not the sword, but the heart, the Dao heart."

Long Xiang's eyes moved slightly, and he raised his eyes to stare at another young man walking into the lake, "If you don't have a firm heart, you can't become a fairy."

"good."

The body of this lake is actually a formation, which is used by ancient monks to refine their inner demons in order to ascend to ascension. Those who can walk out of this formation will have a permanent Dao heart, and they will not be afraid of the inner demons when they cross the catastrophe.

Of course, the formation in front of me is not as powerful as the ancient ones, otherwise these young people might not be able to come out so easily. Tiantian Sect just borrowed the principle of this mind-training formation and weakened [-]% of its power to test the new disciples. At most, they are just phantom formations.

And this formation is very safe, the lower the cultivation base of the person entering, the less power, and the higher the cultivation base, the greater the power.

But the magic of this time is that before you really step into it, even you yourself don't know what is the thing that is very likely to become your lifelong obsession deep in your heart.

Even Shen Zhuo, who is the creator, couldn't help being interested. What is deep in his heart?

Is it home?Or something else?

"Su Tianming—"

Ning Feiyue's voice interrupted Shen Zhuo's thoughts, and when he looked up, Su Tianming had already walked into the lake.

Shen Zhuo remembered that this person had inherited the golden spirit root from Da Xia, and his cultivation was considered to be the best among the children of the aristocratic family, so it should be no problem to deal with mere illusions.

Sure enough, as he expected, Su Tianming stood in the lake for a while, then opened his eyes, and landed gracefully and calmly on the shore.

"It's your turn." Su Tianming stood in front of him and smiled.

For some reason, Shen Zhuo felt that his smile was a bit different, and before he could think about it, Ning Feiyue called his name.

"Yes."

After Shen Zhuo responded, he headed towards the lake. Behind him not far away, Ying Tianbai followed the crowd and looked at him indifferently.

"Don't worry, it's alright."

Ning Feiyue secretly blinked at him, and Shen Zhuo smiled at him.

The moment he stepped in, the surroundings seemed to suddenly quiet down. When Shen Zhuo looked up, he found that everyone around him had disappeared, and he was the only one left in this peaceful lake.

He turned around and took a look. There was a fog behind him, and there was no one there.

He knew that this was entering an illusion.

So what happens?Shen Zhuo actually looked forward to it.

However, after an unknown amount of time, the sound of a drop of water came from nowhere. It was an extremely subtle sound, but it was exceptionally clear in such a quiet environment.

Shen Zhuo looked forward, Yu Guangyun saw the reflection in the water.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that he was not standing in the water, but above the water surface, and the neat long hair behind him fell down again and hung on the water surface.

Looking up, the white mist in front of him gradually dissipated, and a piece of silver-patterned black robe feet hung down on the lake not far away, and silver hair was intertwined with it.

Shen Zhuo raised his eyes slowly, and saw the owner of the black robe without any surprise.

He remembered that in the dream of seeing that person for the first time, there was also this lake.