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You know, among all the people present, even the Supreme who passed the fastest took nearly half an hour!

But Madman Chu, step by step, didn't stop at all, it only took [-] or [-] breaths to finish walking, just like walking ordinary stairs, as if there is no illusion.

Now, all the monks who passed the heart ladder looked at Madman Chu with great fear, and there was a bit of fear in them.

Is such a Taoist mind still human?

You must know that Dao Xin is linked to human experience, will, emotions and six desires, and the illusion of the heart ladder is also evolved based on these.

But Madman Chu passed without stopping like this, and everyone doubted whether this guy has no emotions or desires at all?

Are they still human?

Could it be that the stone has changed? !

buzzing...

At this time, the heart ladder suddenly vibrated crazily, and cracks began to emerge, and in the blink of an eye, the heart ladder, which was piled up like white jade, was full of cracks and began to fall apart.

The power of the illusion also began to dissipate, and a group of monks who had been immersed in the illusion were awakened one after another. They first looked around blankly, and rushed up after noticing the vision of the heart ladder.

After a while, the gorgeous and exquisite heart ladder turned into a pile of gravel.

"Fuck, what happened to the heart ladder?"

"If you say it's broken, it's broken. What kind of bean curd project is this?"

"No way."

Xiao Daotong under the heart ladder also grew his mouth, his face full of shock.

With a flash of his figure, he came to the gate of the palace, looked at Madman Chu with weird eyes, "Big brother, how did you do it?"

"Uh, how did you do that?"

Madman Chu was a little puzzled, but he had a vague guess in his heart.

Some of the other monks also guessed something, and a Supreme Master asked the little Taoist boy: "Little brother, do you mean that the collapse of the heart ladder is related to Fellow Daoist Chu?"

Xiao Daotong nodded, and said: "I heard from the teacher that this heart ladder can test the monk's Taoism, but once it encounters some indestructible and powerful Taoism, it will be affected by it, and even collapse."

hiss……

Hearing this, everyone gasped.

What's the meaning? !

Does it mean that Madman Chu's Dao heart is so strong that the heart ladder will automatically collapse? !

"Is there an example of this kind of thing?" A Supreme asked.

Xiao Daotong shook his head, "No, but the teacher said that this kind of thing can only be done by the Taoist heart of the ancient emperor."

Only the ancient emperor can do it?

This sentence exploded in everyone's ears like a thunderbolt.

I rely on! !

Can Madman Chu's Dao heart be comparable to that of the ancient emperor? !

What a freak! !

"No way, no way, no way, how could such a thing be discovered, I think the heart ladder is malfunctioning."

"Yes, yes, I think so too."

"The Heart Ladder has existed for so many years. It has tested the Taoism of countless people. It is normal for it to break down after a long period of disrepair."

"Well, that makes sense."

Some monks said in a hurry, these people have been recognized by many people, and everyone gradually accepted this rhetoric.

Side by side with the ancient emperor? !

This kind of thing, they dare not imagine, do not want to believe.

Madman Chu is already too perverted, but if he can stand shoulder to shoulder with the ancient emperor, this is too scary.

"Is it really in disrepair? This heart ladder is a holy artifact." Xiao Daotong frowned and muttered with a small face.

And those monks who didn't get on the heart ladder can't control so much.

The heart ladder was destroyed, but they thought it was an opportunity to listen to the saint's preaching without going up the heart ladder.

I saw these monks rushing towards the gate of the palace one by one.

But at this moment, an invisible force suddenly spread out from the palace, and all those opportunistic monks were thrown out backwards.

"Cultivators who have climbed the heart ladder can enter the palace, and everyone else can go back." An old voice came from the palace.

This is the white-browed sage speaking.

Those monks who didn't get on the heart ladder all showed their unwillingness, but when the saint spoke, what could they say, they could only leave obediently.

"Don't have the guts to go up the ladder of heart, but want to opportunistically, these people are also worthy of listening to the saint's preaching?" A supreme snorted coldly.

Then, everyone walked into the palace.

The interior of the palace is very spacious, and there is an old man in a white robe sitting on a futon.

The old man's beard and even his eyebrows are white. He is obviously sitting there, but it gives people an ethereal and untouchable feeling.

Madman Chu's insightful eyes were running and he got some information.

"The white-browed sage, in the early stage of manifesting his holiness, cultivated a treasured body of merit..."

The early stage of manifesting?

A meritorious body?

These two key words come into view.

There are also strong and weak points among saints. In the early stage of manifesting the saints, they are ordinary saints, in the middle stage, they are great saints, and in the later stages, they are saint kings...

As for the meritorious body in the back, it is a practice method, and it is very rare, a meritorious method that uses merit to practice!

"No wonder this white-browed sage often preaches and collects merits. It turns out that it is to cultivate this precious body of merits and virtues."

Madman Chu murmured.

At this moment, he noticed that a gaze fell on him.

It was the white-browed saint.

Madman Chu's heart was beating a little. Could this saint be complaining that he had ruined his heart ladder? ?

But fortunately, the white-browed sage just glanced at him and then looked away, and then said to the monks indifferently: "The sermon is about to start, please find a good seat to sit down."

Everyone found a good place to sit on the ground after hearing the words, and most of the supreme beings who had been here rushed to sit three feet away from the white-browed sage first.

This place is the closest to the saint, and it is also the distance from which the saint can best listen to his sermons.

Madman Chu didn't rush, and he and Lan Yu found a place to sit in the back.

After everyone found their seats, the saint began to preach.

From the most basic realm of practice to gradually improving, to the final experience of sanctification, each realm is very detailed...

As the saint preached, an incomparably mysterious dao rhyme permeated the entire hall. For a moment, a large amount of spiritual energy gathered here, and there were visions of flowers falling from the sky and golden lotuses gushing from the ground.

Madman Chu listened behind the crowd, and got a little something, "As expected of a saint, his cultivation of Taoism is indeed advanced."

He looked at the rest of the people, and found that everyone was immersed in the sage's teachings, and all of them showed obsession, including those supreme beings, even the supreme beings like the Seventh Patriarch.

He couldn't help being speechless, "It's a bit exaggerated."

Although the sage's sermons inspired him, he was not so addicted like others.

Moreover, the further he went, the less and less inspiration he got from the way of the white-browed sage, and he didn't even feel much in the end.

Could it be that he is blunt and doesn't understand what the saint is talking about?

joke.

If his aptitude is dull, there will be no geniuses in the world that day.

After thinking about it carefully, Madman Chu suddenly realized that it wasn't that he was dull in aptitude, on the contrary, it was his aptitude, his comprehension was great!

Chapter 152: You are here to listen to the sermon, I am here to discuss it

Madman Chu's realm of Taoism is too high.

In particular, he has retreated for three years, comprehended the emperor's scriptures, and now has a high understanding of Taoism, which is probably not far behind that of a saint.

After realizing this, Madman Chu suddenly came up with an idea, what would happen if he had a discussion with the saint now? ?

A long time ago, he had the idea of ​​discussing the Tao with a saint.

But there has been no chance.

And now, this opportunity is in front of him.

"Wait a little longer." Madman Chu took a deep breath and suppressed the impulse in his heart. It wasn't that he was timid, but that the saint was preaching now, and it would be rude to talk rashly with him.

Thinking of this, Chu Kuangren hugged Kunwu Sword in his arms, he no longer listened to the saint's preaching, but turned to comprehend the mystery of the sword soul.

It worked better for him than listening to a saint preach.

……

Time passed, and three days passed in a flash.

The saint's sermon also came to an end.

Everyone gradually came back to their senses from the way of the saint, and they all seemed to have benefited a lot, even the supreme one.

"I'm waiting to thank the saint!"

A supreme being stood up and bowed in salute.

"I'm waiting to thank the saint!"

The rest of the people also got up and saluted in a dignified manner, and they were sincerely grateful.

The white-browed sage smiled lightly. After this sermon, he gained some merits. Although the merits are not very useful to the treasured body of merits, they add up to a lot. No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat.

"This sermon ends here. If you have any doubts, feel free to bring them up." The white-browed sage said lightly.

The monks' eyes lit up, they seized the opportunity, and quickly raised their doubts one by one, all of which were answered by the saint.

"Saint, this world is a world of great controversy. In your opinion, who in this world is most likely to win the throne?" Ao Cang asked suddenly.

As soon as this question came out, many people became interested.

The white-browed sage did not answer directly, and said flatly: "This is a secret, and it is not for us to figure it out."

"How long does the saint think it will take to become an emperor again?"

This time it was Yuan Hong who asked the question.

"This world of great struggle is an unprecedented change, and the Dao is manifested, but to become an emperor requires all kinds of tempering. It can be as short as a hundred years or as long as thousands of years." The white-browed saint frowned and said.

None of them became emperor, who knows how long it will take for someone to become emperor.

"Saint, I heard that the heart ladder in front of your palace can test the monk's Dao heart, but now that the heart ladder has collapsed, do you think the Dao heart of the Chu madman can be compared with the ancient emperor?"

Wuchenzi glanced at Madman Chu, then asked.

The white-browed sage's mouth twitched indiscernibly. He also knew about the destruction of the heart ladder.

As for Chu Kuangren's dao heart, he couldn't figure it out, and he didn't dare to judge whether the other party's dao heart could really be compared with the ancient emperor.

After all, this matter is too unbelievable, but if you say that you don't know, wouldn't you lose face as a saint.

Why do these little guys keep asking things they don't know.

The white-browed sage suddenly thought of something, his eyes were deep, and he pretended to be mysterious and said: "Don't say it, don't say it."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, a little puzzled, not to say, what does this mean?

Everyone was extremely curious, but the sage didn't say anything, even if they were so curious that they felt like ants were crawling in their hearts, they couldn't know.

"Saint, I have been trapped in the venerable state for 2000 years, how can I break through?" At this time, a venerable suddenly asked.

Although this question is still difficult, he still knows a little about it compared to the questions that the previous saints did not know.