Before becoming a monk, you must first get rid of the mundane world. However, there are very few people who can truly get rid of the mundane world.

People with true perseverance and wisdom have to go through the three levels of difficulties before becoming monks. The first level of difficulties is that their physical body is strong and they can cut bricks and stones.

The second level is that the consciousness is sensitive and you will never forget everything you see. The thirty-six meridians of the whole body pass through, bounce like a monkey, and the body is as light as a swallow.

The third level is to be harmonious with the body and mind, and to be unobstructed throughout the body, creating one’s own Taoist foundation. At this point, it is already an innate number and one of the first-class masters in the mortal world.

As for the realm above a monk, it is to practice Qi, build foundation, condense the Yuan, reveal the mind, bright light, dazzling Qi, purgatory, and Yuanying...

A trace of gentle breath slowly floats from far away and slowly flows into Cheng Yuren's body. The method of One Yuan is a Taoist method, which is central and gentle. Although the progress is slow, it is the best way to build a foundation of Tao and nourish the body.

In the previous life, before Cheng Yuren reached the realm of cultivator, he practiced the Heart Sutra of Subduing Dragons and Subduing Tigers. The progress in the early stage was extremely rapid, but in the later stage, he was weak, so he stayed in the realm of Mingguang and was unable to break through for a long time.

The mistakes of the previous life, Cheng Yuren will naturally not make again in this life. Although this Yuan method is far faster than the Heart Sutra of Subduing Dragons and Subduing Tigers, and even like a snail, it is a real method of practice. It is as powerful as the top sects like the Great Power Heavenly Palace. Those who practice the One Yuan method rather than the Heart Sutra of Subduing Dragons and Subduing Tigers can be seen.

On the contrary, some third and fourth-rate sects practice practice methods such as the Heart Sutra of Subduing Dragons and Tigers, and the Heart Sutra of Subduing Demons on Earth. Although the progress has been rapid in the early stage, there are very few truly powerful monks who have achieved success.

A trace of spiritual energy from the world came from far to near, and as Cheng Yuren breathed and sucked, he began to gather in Cheng Yuren's body.

A slight bright light began to surround Cheng Yuren's face, making Cheng Yuren's pale face slightly rosy, and Cheng Yuren's whole body seemed to become more and more ethereal as he breathed, giving people a sense of ethereality.

It seemed like a long century had passed, but in fact it was only half an hour. Cheng Yuren woke up from his practice, opened his eyes and faintly, a ray of light seemed to flash out.

Feeling the feeling of hunger coming from his stomach, Cheng Yu couldn't help but smile bitterly, and looked at the scene in the room again, and Cheng Yuren couldn't help but sigh again.

Cultivation cannot come out of thin air. If you want to become a monk, it will be nowhere to be achieved by relying solely on your own foundation. Cultivation cannot be lacking in external objects, and wealth and law are the top priority.

However, in the current environment, it is obviously impossible to practice these external objects. However, with the current situation, even eating will become a problem. Before you reach fasting, you can’t even eat enough, so how can you talk about practicing?

This is why Cheng Yuren stopped practicing.

"Guru, Guru."

The sound from his stomach made Cheng Yu smile bitterly, and his eyes couldn't help but gather on the wooden bowl on the wooden table. This was the porridge water sent by Xiaolian.

My heart felt a little warm, but I felt a little bitterness. I shook my head, removed something from my thoughts, and returned to my calmness.

After shaking his wide sleeves, Cheng Yuren left the stiff edge of the bed, came to the wooden table and picked up the wooden bowl.

The porridge was slightly cool at this time, but when I drank it, Cheng Yuren still felt a little warmth. It was a kind of spiritual concern that made people intoxicated.

There was not much porridge, but it was drunk in a while. The feeling of hunger was not removed, but it felt much better and there was no "gurgling" sound in the stomach.

"If you want revenge, I'm afraid you'd better start with eating?" Cheng Yu couldn't help but smile bitterly.

My eyes looked out from the house. The sky was clear at this moment. It was the time when the sun was shining. The warm sunshine made people feel much more relaxed.

After thinking about it, Cheng Yuren stepped out and left the house he belonged to. Outside the door, he could take half a pile of donated paper, a pen and an inkstone from the room.

The village he belongs to is called Zhoujia Village, which belongs to a small village outside the Zhou family manor. Most of the people in the village are surnamed Zhou, and most of them are slaves and maids of the Zhou family. The Baozheng Zhou Guang in the village is a manager of the Zhou family. Zhou Guang may not be a big deal in the Zhou family, but in this small Zhoujia village, he is considered a great figure.

According to the past, it is absolutely impossible to compete with Cheng Yuren's strength. The situation in the previous life has also verified these. However, today, the unchanging world will always start to reflip and reshuffle due to some kind of dark changes. Some people should go up, and some people will also fall into dust.

When I left the courtyard, I would occasionally encounter a few figures, all of whom were neighbors, but most of them avoided the eyes and were unwilling to say a little hello to Cheng Yuren. As a result, I offended Baozheng in the village and no one dared to say the first half of the words for him. Even if I had a little sympathy for Cheng Yuren, I would not dare to say another word.

The long-term tyranny has made Bao Zheng Zhou Liang a true figure in the village. No one dares to resist, because the consequences of those who resist are vivid in their minds. Li Lin, if she is not forced into a dead end, she will always be an ostrich.

Cheng Yuren did not have too many thoughts about this. He was used to the indifference of the world in his previous life. His practice for more than 700 years made Cheng Yuren understand a lot. In this world, it is ultimately a matter of speaking by the fist.

Thinking of this, Cheng Yuren didn't care about it any longer and walked quickly towards the outer edge of the village.

Half an hour later, a courtyard appeared in front of Cheng Yuren. The courtyard was very large, and there was a pond in front of which was floating on it, swaying white geese, shaking the water surface, causing ripples.

Behind the courtyard is a green bamboo forest, with the breeze blowing and the shadows of the trees swaying.

Near the courtyard, a faint sound of reading comes from it, and it is mellow and gentle, while a sound mixed with it is round and clear, with a faint ethereal meaning.

After hearing this, Cheng Yuren couldn't help but smile slightly, and his steps could not help but get a little faster. In just a moment, a private villa appeared in front of Cheng Yuren, and he could faintly see the shadows inside through the window ridge. The sound of calligraphy that had been heard before was also emitted from this room.

On the three-foot podium, a beautiful figure, about twenty years old, was in it, holding a book in his hand, and a crisp sound came out, with a bit gentle and stern.

Several birds lie beside the window, as if they were frightened by Cheng Yuren's arrival, and the sound of "flipping" sounds suddenly flew out.

Seeing this scene, Cheng Yuren also had a slight smile on his tense face.

(End of this chapter)
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