The evil woman cultivates immortality, and the whole clan offers sacrifice to the heaven

The old man was dressed in a plain Taoist robe, had a gaunt face, and bright eyes, exuding an awe-inspiring aura.

“My Taoist name is Xuanwei, and I am in the late stage of the Spirit Transformation.” The old man stroked his gray beard and spoke in a calm tone.

"I have been the mentor of the lower house of Tiandao Academy for 1,368 years."

As soon as these words were spoken, there was an uproar in the preaching hall.

One thousand three hundred and sixty-eight years!
The Jindan cultivators present looked at Xuanwei with awe and a bit more fanatical worship in their eyes.

What an honor it is that a powerful being in the late stage of the Spirit Transformation realm condescends to preach to them, the small fry of the Golden Core realm!

"Today, I will explain the way of cultivating immortals to you all."

Master Xuanwei's voice carries a mysterious rhythm, as if it contains profound truths.

"What is cultivation? Cultivation is the condensation of essence, energy and spirit, which is the root of life."

His voice was sometimes high-pitched and sometimes low, and every word seemed to strike at everyone's heart, causing waves of resonance.

"The road to becoming an immortal is endless, and the golden elixir is just a drop in the ocean. Although you have formed the elixir now, you have only just begun to see the path."

Master Xuanwei's voice carried a hint of warning, "The golden elixir is like a foundation, only when it is stable can a tall building be built. The so-called Nascent Soul is the transformation of the golden elixir and the sublimation of the soul.

The golden elixir condenses the essence, energy and spirit, while the Nascent Soul integrates the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to achieve the true self. "

The lecture hall was completely silent, as all the disciples were immersed in Master Xuanwei's sermon.

Meng Wan was no exception. She felt that every word of her mentor contained endless mysteries.

It was as if a giant hand had cleared away the fog before her eyes, allowing her to have a clearer understanding of the path to becoming an immortal.

After the sermon, it was time for questions and doubts. A disciple bravely asked, "Teacher, may I ask, what is the difference between a demon cultivator and an ordinary cultivator?"

Upon hearing this, Master Xuanwei looked at the disciple with a deep gaze and spoke slowly.

"The path of the Tao leads to the same destination in different ways. Righteousness and wrongness, good and evil, are all appearances.

Demonic cultivators use demonic energy to enter their bodies, which may seem different from ordinary people, but in fact they have the same goal. Just as yin and yang complement and counteract each other, so do good and evil.

The key is what you are cultivating and what you are seeking. What you seek is your path. "

Master Xuanwei's gaze swept across the crowd and finally landed on the disciple who asked the question, and he spoke meaningfully.

"You must remember that the Tao is in your heart, not outside of your body."

Meng Wan's heart trembled, and she felt as if something had suddenly dawned on her, with a sense of clarity of mind.

I am also more determined about the path to take next.

Not only her, many disciples also gained insights from this mysterious sermon.

Some people even had an epiphany on the spot, their momentum kept rising, and they actually broke through to the second level of the Golden Core, causing exclamations from those around them.

"Okay, that's it for today's sermon."

Teacher Xuanwei's voice sounded again, calming the somewhat restless hall.

"Next, I will teach you the magic in the magic practice field."

Upon hearing this, the disciples stood up and prepared to go to the magic practice field.

However, before they could take a step, Master Xuanwei raised his hand and waved.

In an instant, the power of space surged, and the heaven and earth seemed to be turned upside down.

Everyone only felt a flash before their eyes, and then they were enveloped by an irresistible force and left the lecture hall in an instant.

When their vision cleared again, they were already in an open field.

Surrounded by towering stone walls and the ground paved with hard bluestone, this was the Tiandao Academy's magic practice field. "This... this is the method of space transfer!"

Someone exclaimed, his tone filled with shock.

"He was able to move us from the lecture hall to here in an instant. Teacher Xuanwei's strength is truly unfathomable!"

"As expected of a master in the Spiritual Transformation Realm, this method is simply amazing!"

The disciples were discussing the matter, and Meng Wan was also shocked by this method of space shifting.

The power of the Spirit Transformation Stage is truly incredible.

Hearing everyone's exclamations, Xuanwei just smiled indifferently.

"Okay, don't be surprised. Next, take out your strongest methods and let me see how well you have practiced your magic." Xuan Wei raised his hand and signaled all the disciples to come forward and practice.

The first disciple stood up impatiently. He clasped his hands together, muttered something, and a fire dragon roared out, soaring into the sky with a scorching breath.

The fire dragon's scales were distinct and lifelike, and its blazing flames even distorted the surrounding air.

The disciple looked very proud, but Xuanwei just glanced at him calmly and spoke.

"All show and no substance. The control of the flames is insufficient, and the use of spiritual power is too crude."

Upon hearing this, the disciple's face suddenly turned red and he lowered his head in shame.

The next few disciples also stepped forward to demonstrate, some displayed sword skills, the sword light was sharp and the chill was overwhelming;

Some cast earth spells, causing thick soil to condense into an impenetrable defense;
Others cast water spells, and the water turned into dragons, surging and roaring.

Xuanwei commented on each of them one by one. His comments were insightful, to the point and went straight to the core of the problem, which benefited his disciples a lot.

Some people were enlightened by his advice, while others felt ashamed by his criticism.

Finally it was Meng Wan's turn.

She took a deep breath and calmed her slightly nervous mood.

Without any hesitation, Meng Wan directly performed the Blood Sea Illusion and used all her strength without reservation.

In an instant, a crimson sea of ​​blood appeared out of nowhere, rolling and roaring, as if to devour everything.

In the sea of ​​blood, white bones were looming, and the shrill wails resounded through the world, making people shudder.

The strong smell of blood filled the air, stimulating everyone's sense of smell, as if they were in Asura Hell.

Even Xuan Wei couldn't help but look at Meng Wan again. Although the power of this illusion was not strong, this woman's understanding and application of illusion was quite good.

He pondered for a moment and then slowly spoke.

“You have a good talent for illusion and are full of ideas. Although this blood sea illusion is not very lethal, it is very effective in disrupting the enemy’s mind.

However, the technique you have learned is still too ordinary. If you want to achieve something in the way of illusion, you need to learn more sophisticated techniques."

As he spoke, Xuan Wei's eyes fell on Meng Wan, with a hint of appreciation, "I recommend you learn the best illusion in the library - Mirage."

Meng Wan was delighted when she heard this and quickly bowed, "Thank you for your guidance, Master."

She remembered the name "Mirage" firmly and then retreated quietly.

Following Meng Wan, more students came forward to show their strongest methods and ask Xuanwei for guidance.

Xuan Wei spoke slowly only after everyone had finished their demonstration.

"Today's magic practice ends here. After you go back, you must practice diligently and integrate what you have learned today.

I will teach you again in a month, and I hope to see your progress by then." (End of this chapter)