Yang Xiu has already remembered the 800-word short article for the first time, and while deepening his memory, he has already understood the content of the article in the second time.

The "Heart Sutra" does not have too profound practices of immortal cultivation, so Yang Xiu only needs to overcome simple illusions, then directly skip the visualization step, and remember the entire sutra in his heart.

However, the content of this exercise attracted Yang Xiu's interest.

The "Heart Sutra" throughout the article talks about how to calm your mind and calm your energy when practicing, how to use a slightly strange "breathing" method to stabilize your spirit, increase concentration, and increase your cultivation efficiency based on the willpower of the cultivator himself.

This is the difference between Buddhist and Taoist practices. The former focuses more on tapping the potential of the human race, while the latter uses more external forces such as elixirs and techniques.

If the real effect of this scripture is as it says, then it really has a significant effect. Isn’t everyone pursuing high-level martial arts, high-quality spirit stones and elixirs all for faster improvement in the final analysis?

Thinking of this, Yang Xiu looked back at the people of Fan Jingshan who had a great chat with Liu Wenzhong, and curled his lips and said he was worried and said he would care about him. You wouldn't know if you have time in the future.

It was still early before the end of the time. Yang Xiu turned the book to the last few pages and his eyes fell on the ancient text called "Huanyuan Jing".

Yang Xiu has now confirmed that the core of the whole scripture is actually the last scripture. Not only is the extremely rare ancient seal script used, but the content is also difficult and obscure. The meaning of each character must be carefully studied, otherwise it may be a consequence of a slight difference and a unimaginable result.

Since it is so important and difficult, I must memorize it and remember it in my heart~

Yang Xiu began to want to memorize the content of the article as usual, but found that it was not possible at all. Yang Xiu could not withstand the illusion that occurred when he memorized silently.

So Yang Xiu immediately changed his strategy and memorized it word by word, without thinking about the connection and meaning. Even so, Yang Xiu was exhausted during the recitation.

Everyone around was paying attention to Yang Xiu. He started to see Yang Xiu with a relaxed look, thinking to himself why this traitor disciple hasn't started yet? Could it be that he is here to fill in the numbers?

It was not until Yang Xiu's forehead began to sweat and his body was shaking, and the doubts in everyone's hearts slowly disappeared.

"Brother Liu, you really don't think about my suggestion?"

The green-robed monk looked up at Yang Xiu and smiled at Liu Wenzhong, "Isn't this the natural way that Taoism emphasizes?"

Liu Wenzhong looked at Yang Xiu who was obviously in the environment, frowned slightly and didn't know what he thought of, and said, "Mr. Liu has made up his mind. I believe that Junior Sister Lin will definitely have the same answer. You fellow Taoists, Fan Jingshan, don't have to worry anymore."

When the green monk heard this, he smiled freely and did not say anything.

The water droplets ticked, and the last bit of water stored in the drip finally flowed out. Almost at the same time, Yang Xiu, who had been closing his eyes tightly, breathed a sigh of relief and broke free from the thousands of illusions.

Too difficult...

This time, Yang Xiu almost tried his best to take the effort to recite it. Even so, when memorizing individual words one by one, various illusions came to his face like a rush of mountains and rivers!

The scenes of various evil ghosts being tortured and punished in hell are close to us. The key is that the tortures such as dismemberment and cooking of corpses, boiling oil, etc. by these evil ghosts are subject to. Yang Xiu, as a bystander, empathizes with them, as if he is one of the evil ghosts.

Half an hour was exhausted, and Yang Xiu only barely remembered the first third of the Hunyuan Sutra, and his will and physical energy had been consumed. Even if he had time, he would probably not be able to continue.

"How is Yang Xiu? Is it okay?"

Liu Xian, who was standing beside him, quickly walked up to support Yang Xiu, with a look of concern. Yang Xiu smiled and signaled that he was fine. On the other side, the green monk stood up with a smile and came to Yang Xiu with Liu Wenzhong.

"It seems that I have gained something,"

The green monk was in a good mood and smiled: "Do you want to take a break before continuing?"

"It's okay." Yang Xiu wiped off the sweat beads dripping from his chin and picked up the brush directly on the other side of the table. Liu Xian quickly laid a piece of rice paper and asked Yang Xiu to write it silly on the spot.

The crowd around, including the people from Tianshu Pavilion and several young disciples from Fanjing Mountain, surrounded them curiously, wanting to see how much Yang Xiu could write.

However, as Yang Xiu kept writing, his vigorous handwriting gradually filled the entire piece of white paper. He finished writing the Heart Sutra in one go, and everyone's expressions also changed wonderfully.

"Good word!"

The green-robed monk became more and more excited as he looked at it. As soon as Yang Xiu put down his brush, he couldn't wait to walk to the table and hold the paper in his hand. His eyes shone, and turned his head to laugh at Liu Wenzhong and said, "What a stunning and beautiful immortal genius. Brother Liu, your Tianshu Pavilion has many talents, and I admire you!"

Yang Xiu laughed in his heart. He deliberately wrote the words in a crooked manner, which was called good words, which really made people speechless.

The disciples of the Tianshu Pavilion around him couldn't believe it at first, but they became excited and restless immediately. Yang Xiu, a serious disciple, was also a member of the Tianshu Pavilion. He had fought for such a big face in front of the people of Fanjing Mountain. For a moment, everyone shouted at Yang Xiu, it was so lively.

"Good! Haha!"

"Oh oh ~ Isn't this the book collector in Shushu Hall? It's hidden in it~"

"Yang Xiu, you are so awesome. Let them see how powerful our Tianshu Pavilion is!"

...

At this time, Yang Xiu was soaked in sweat and could not stand steadily. If Liu Xian hadn't helped him, he would have been lying on the ground. But everyone around him looked at Yang Xiu with surprise and admiration.

After all, he memorized an immortal article within half an hour and wrote it down on the spot. Even if Yang Xiu fainted from exhaustion now, everyone present would only give him admirational applause.

But in fact, Yang Xiu not only wrote down dictation, but also understood the meaning of the "Anxin Sutra" thoroughly, and finally recorded a part of the Hunyuan Sutra, so he almost felt exhausted and seemed a little embarrassed.

Liu Wenzhong came to Yang Xiu, and his eyes seemed to be concerned, which made Yang Xiu feel a little unsure. Du Hongfeng, who was holding the whisk next to him, smiled rare, giving Yang Xiu a look of praise, which made Yang Xiu flatter and felt even more uneasy...

"Since you have met the requirements, I will give you another small gift,"

The green-robed monk rolled up the paper, pointed to the three rewards on the table next to him, and said in a joke: "I secretly tell you that this jade pendant is the most practical among the three rewards, don't take it a blind eye."

Yang Xiu was slightly stunned and subconsciously looked at Liu Wenzhong. Liu Wenzhong smiled and nodded, saying, "That is a medium-grade magic weapon."

Liu Xian and several other disciples of Fanjing Mountain held their breath when they heard this and looked at the seemingly ordinary jade pendant. They were shocked, and their eyes were full of envy when they looked at Yang Xiu.

Medium-grade magic weapon!

Many immortal cultivators may not be able to see them throughout their lives. Magic weapons of this level have their own unique effects and super powerful, and every low-level disciple will flock to them!

Turning his head and looking at the three things on the table, Yang Xiu pointed to the small gourd on the table and asked, "Seniors, is this a purple leaf spirit gourd?"

"That's right." Liu Wenzhong nodded and said, feeling a little surprised. He didn't expect Yang Xiu to know this rare spiritual herb.

After hearing this, Yang Xiu felt sure, and clapped his fists at the green-robed monk in Fanjing Mountain and said, "Then I will choose it."

Several seniors who were cultivating immortals looked at each other, their eyes full of playfulness and curiosity. The green-robed monk couldn't help asking: "Yang Xiu, do you know that the purple-leaf spiritual gourd is only useful to spiritual beasts? Could it be that you have a great opportunity to capture the spiritual beast?"

“No, no,”

Yang Xiu waved his hands repeatedly, knowing that this could not be misunderstood, otherwise he would really be the target of public criticism: "I have a brother from the secular world who is born with disabilities, and I want to treat him."

When everyone present heard Yang Xiu say this, their expressions were different. Liu Wenzhong and Du Hongfeng looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes and a vague appreciation. Fanjing Mountain was full of incredible expressions.

"So that's it... I'm afraid my friend Yang Xiu has not yet embarked on the path of immortal cultivation. I have been passed down from Fanjing Mountain for more than 3,000 years, and all the great masters of all generations have left the same feeling."

The green-robed monk put away his relaxed smile, raised his head slightly and said solemnly: "The so-called 'immortal' means one person and one mountain. From now on, you are the only one on the road to immortal cultivation. Only by cutting off love can you go further. With ties, it is not "immortal", but "sitting". When you have a higher cultivation level, you will find it difficult to make progress."

The other party was passionate when he spoke, and the disciples of Fanjing Mountain behind him also looked pious, as if they had heard the ultimate principles of Buddhism.

After the green-robed monk finished speaking, he said to Yang Xiu word by word: "Yang Xiu, it's a waste of being a tragic disciple here. It's better to enter my Fanjing Mountain. There are spirit stones and elixirs for you to use every day in the sect. With your talent, it's not difficult to enter the Qihai period in your lifetime."

Liu Wenzhong's face was slightly moved, thinking that what should come finally came, and he subconsciously looked at Yang Xiu. However, at this time, Yang Xiu lowered his head and scratched his forehead, unable to see any expression.

In fact, after listening to the other party's high arguments, Yang Xiu had already sentenced these immortal cultivators in Fanjing Mountain to the extreme. These days, Yang Xiu studied the classics hard and basically understood what the so-called quitting emotions meant - isolating human relations. Apart from the master and the cultivation of immortals, he was not allowed to have any concerns in his heart.

"Thank you for your love,"
Chapter completed!