It was already a month and a half when Zhang Lang came back from the Heart of Purification. He was burned in the purple fire for nearly ten days, and he did not come out of the Heart of Purification until the sea of ​​fire did not play any role in him. Only he knew the pain in it. Originally, he should have left the Heart of Purification at this time, but he felt that there might be some treasure here. So he found a stone the size of a football but found nothing. He didn't move the stone because he didn't move the stone but missed the treasure. Zhang Lang left the Heart of Purification with disappointment.

After he came back, he fell asleep in the bed. This is not a fault for Zhang Lang's sleepiness and not practicing well, because he was too tired. After all, he was still a twelve or thirteen-year-old child. It would be good to be able to persist in the mental training path for one day, but he had been in the mental training path for more than a month and endured unspeakable torture.

"The sun shines on the head, and you have to work hard to practice. The emperor said, "I'm lazy, Zhang Lang, why are you still sleeping in? Get up quickly. Let's listen to the sermon. I hope that you can practice early and we will fight in the fairy world." Yang Yu came to Zhang Lang's bedside while singing a song and humming a small song.

"What a quarrel? Didn't you see me sleeping? You were quarreling early in the morning," Zhang Lang shouted.

"Zhang Lang, get up quickly, let's go and listen to the elders' preaching. Today is No. 1," said Yang Yu.

After listening to Yang Yu's words, Zhang Lang realized that today is the first day, and the elders preached scriptures and preached on the first day of each month. He quickly got up, washed up and went out with Yang Yu.

"Zhang Lang, where have you been going in more than a month, I haven't found you," Yang Yu asked.

"I went to the trial of my mind practice for more than a month. I just came back yesterday. I woke me up before I had enough rest," said Zhang Lang.

"What did you go to practice your mind? You are so strong. I heard from the master that there is very dangerous place. You have been there for more than a month. Tell me what's special there," Yang Yu said in surprise.

"It's very dangerous there. I've been abused and killed for life. There are all spiritual power-turning striking attacks, including people, humanoid monsters, monsters, and monsters. There are punches, kicks, and magical striking. The deepest part is a purple sea of ​​fire, which makes people feel really painful," Zhang Lang sighed.

"No, it's so dangerous inside. There is also a spiritual transformation attack. You must bring me with you next time you go. I'm going to see you and try it," said Yang Yu.

"Okay, I will definitely bring you with me next time I go, but don't cry and call me," said Zhang Lang.

"Okay, just go, whoever is afraid of whom, I want to see how powerful the path to practicing the mind is," Yang Yu clenched his fists and said confidently.

Zhang Lang and Yang Yu were talking and coming to the lecture hall. The lecture hall was actually a football-sized square, neatly paved with marble. There are hundreds of futons made of stones in this square. In front of these younger brothers, there is a one-meter-high stone platform on the stone platform. This is the elder's cushion. The reason why this is called the lecture hall is because a stone tablet is erected at the entrance of the entrance with the three words "Provincial Hall". This is the disciples of the sect listen to the elders' preaching and teachings on the first day of each month.

The preacher's elder has not arrived yet, but no less than two hundred people have arrived here and are meditating on the cushion. There are men and women, old and young, the oldest are forty or fifty years old, and the youngest is only seven or eight years old, with childish innocence.

"Isn't this the useless body?"

"How did he listen to the elders preaching the scriptures?"

"So what if I hear it? I haven't built a foundation yet, I'm not a waste."

"Where did the sparrows chirp and keep chirping?" Yang Yu said angrily when he heard what these people said.

"Yang Yu, don't pay attention to them. Let's find a place to sit down and wait for the elders to come." Zhang Lang said to Yang Yu.

Yang Yu nodded to Zhang Lang and ignored those people directly.

“Start the sermon now”

As soon as he finished speaking, a divine rainbow came through the air. Everyone looked up and saw an old man wearing a white robe with white hair and beard sitting cross-legged on the stone platform cushion. The old man was the second elder who preached today. The second elder glanced down lightly, paused when he swept to Zhanglang Yang Yu, and began to preach and preach the Dharma.

Many people have a different feeling when listening to the practice method facing the morning glow. Many people have come to listen to the elder's teachings for the first time. The elder Gujing Wubo on the stone platform, his voice was very calm and loud, without any emotion, but he spoke very carefully. Not only did he talk about the problems that he had just entered the path of cultivation, but he also explained some problems in cultivation in a comprehensive way, so that many people's questions could be solved. After about two hours, the elder looked down and said, "If you have any questions, you can ask them. If you don't have the teachings today, it will be over."

Some disciples hurried forward and raised the questions they encountered, which were answered one by one by the elder. Many disciples Mauser immediately meditated and began to practice. Seeing that no one asked, the elder suddenly opened his hands and ten lights shot down in the hands of Zhang Lang and others. He saw an exquisite jade bottle in each of them. He heard a refreshing fragrance coming from the jade bottle.

"This is Baicao Liquid, which is extracted from a hundred rare medicinal materials. This Baicao Liquid will help you practice." After saying that, the Great Elder turned into a long rainbow and broke through the sky.
Chapter completed!