"Look, everyone, cousin Chengye, cousin Hongyi, look at the psychic ring! The latest news announced on the upstairs is that Xiao Yiran has already come out of seclusion!"

Zhuo Hanlei suddenly shouted, his voice full of excitement and excitement.

She is Zhuo Yunxian's cousin and the daughter of the third uncle. She is only 28 years old. She is currently practicing in the Immortal Taoist Academy. She has ignited the fire of her soul and is about to awaken her talent and become a veritable immortal cultivator. Her only hobby is to pay attention to various news in the spiritual ring, especially about those young geniuses. To put it simply, she is a bit crazy.

Zhuo Chengye and Zhuo Hongyi are the sons of Zhuo Yunxian's second uncle. They are much older than Zhuo Yunxian. They have graduated from the Immortal Taoist Academy. Their cultivation level is limited in the realm of Rongpo. They are difficult to achieve success. Therefore, one of them helps in the Zhuo Family Pharmacy Shop and the other in the Zhuo Family Artifact Shop. Although they are not as late as Zhuo Yu, they can barely stand on their own.

Xiao Yiran and Zhuo Yunxian, whom Zhuo Hanlei mentioned, have also heard of him as a legendary figure in Taixuanzhou.

This man was born in the Ming Dynasty. He was a genius when he was young. After entering the Immortal Court, he became mediocre and endured all kinds of humiliation. However, he did not give up on himself, but instead worked harder. He rose again three years later and counterattacked, becoming the top ten geniuses in Taixuanzhou. He had brilliant achievements and dazzling light, and was sought after by countless people.

People like this inspirational story of counterattack and rise. Looking at Zhuo Hanlei's crazy appearance, it is obviously at the point of blind admiration.

To be honest, Zhuo Yunxian also admires Xiao Yiran very much, and even envies the other party very much... No matter what setbacks Xiao Yiran experiences, at least he can still pursue hope, but Zhuo Yunxian himself cannot see the direction of hope.

"That's right! The upstairs is indeed reliable. Xiao Yiran is really out of seclusion! It's going to start lively again!"

"I heard that Xiao Yiran has been in seclusion for half a year, preparing for the competition every four years. I don't know how strong he is now?"

"It should be opened to the double bridges of heaven and earth! Before he was in seclusion, he was already a master at the peak of spirit gathering..."

"What a monster! Xiao Yiran is less than 20 years old. This time he is expected to reach the top three of the Sun List, and his future achievements will definitely be limitless."

"It's a pity that Xiao Yiran was a member of the Ming Dynasty."

Hearing everyone's praise, Zhuo Yuwan couldn't help but speak, "Why do you care about others? In fact, the geniuses of our Tang Dynasty are not bad either. The central immortal Taoist temple includes Tang Shaofeng and Zuo Ruxuan, the Xuanyu Immortal Taoist temple has Mei Zai'an, and the Shenglong Immortal Taoist temple has Long Zhanfei... Unfortunately, Song Tiandao disappeared, otherwise the top ten geniuses should have his place."

"Uh, what the elder sister said."

Zhuo Hanlei shrank his neck and did not dare to confront him. Zhuo Chengye and Zhuo Hongyi also lowered their heads.

Elders have the reserve of elders, and juniors have the communication methods of younger generations, so Zhuo Taiyuan and others ignored it, just shook their heads and smiled.

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Zhuo Yunxian was eating silently, occasionally listening to a few words but not caring much. What does it have to do with him? His mind is now full of arrangement and deduction of array diagrams and runes. Even the delicacies on the table are like chewing wax, dull and boring.

After the meal, Zhuo Yunxian greeted his sister and left.

Zhuo Yuwan also understood his younger brother's personality and did not say much.

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The night is as bright as ink and the moonlight is cold.

Looking at the stars in the night sky, Zhuo Yunxian felt an inexplicable loneliness.

He didn't know where this feeling of loneliness came from. He always felt that he did not belong to this world. Apart from family affection, he seemed to not feel the warmth of this world... and since he could remember, he couldn't fall asleep and couldn't sleep all night.

Yes, Zhuo Yunxian is very different from ordinary people. He has never slept. Even if he closes his eyes, his mind can remain very clear. Perhaps because of his congenital deficiency and lack of a soul, he feels that he is sick, a very strange disease, such as "soul loss syndrome".

Zhuo Yunxian has read many ancient books and medical books, tried many methods, and took a lot of elixirs, but it was still useless. Over time, he became accustomed to it... This is also the main reason why Zhuo Yunxian is cold.

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When he returned to the other courtyard, Zhuo Yunxian did not immediately enter the Taixu Illusion Realm. Instead, he put down all his distractions, sat cross-legged on the bed, began to visualize the prayer wheel, and condense the Dharma Seal.

What is a "sentence wheel"?

The ultimate truth of the great way is the "simple", and the movement of heaven and earth is the "wheel". Only by understanding the great way of heaven and earth can one live forever and never end. This is also the only path of cultivation in the ancient immortal scriptures.

A sage once visualized the prayer wheel, compared the heaven and earth to a roller, spreading "stars" over it. When the roller rotates, the "stars" will also rotate. This is the way for the stars to move.

When a cultivator arranges and combines stars, he can derive its shape, either spirits, beasts, objects, etc. in the void... and finally condenses his own "spiritual mark", which is.

Only by rotating the prayer wheel and condensing the magic seal can you ignite the soul fire, awaken your talent, refine your soul and merge your spirit, and enter the gate of the immortal path.

However, although the methods of practice are the same, the seals condensed by each immortal cultivator are of different shapes.

Those with higher talent have a mountain seal that is as majestic and heavy as a mountain.

Those with ordinary talent have ordinary seals and limited achievements.

Of course, the predecessors planted trees and the later generations enjoyed the shade... Many immortal temples and immortal families accumulated from generation to generation and continued to explore and try, and the seals condensed naturally became stronger and stronger.

For example, in the Immortal Dao Zhuo family, the first generation of ancestors condensed the middle-grade white crane seal, but with the improvement of the Zhuo family generation, the head of the family Zhuo Fuhai has now condensed the top-grade cloud crane seal.

The stronger the magic seal, the higher the talent for awakening, and the deeper the foundation for cultivating immortals in the future. Therefore, Zhuo Fuhai is also regarded by the Zhuo family as the person with the most hope of catching up with his ancestors.

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As his mind was immersed, Zhuo Yunxian seemed to be in the void.

The void is dark, the galaxy is bright, and the vastness is vast.

In ancient legends, before ancient times, every star represented a world.

Zhuo Yunxian didn't know if there was any life in these stars, but every time he saw such a scene, his mind was extremely shocked... It turned out that he was so small and so insignificant.

As Zhuo Yunxian knows, when others visualize the prayer wheel, they can only see a star, but he can see the entire galaxy, which is really a bit scary. He doesn't know why this is happening, but he just optimistically feels that his innate shortcomings are, perhaps this is the compensation given to him by God.

However, the problem is here. He can see the entire galaxy running, but he cannot condense the seal. It is like a child swinging a giant hammer, and he is powerless.

To calm down, Zhuo Yunxian tried to evolve the shape of a cloud crane using the Zhuo family's practice method, but unfortunately, he collapsed less than half of the Dharma seal, and in the end he had to waste all his previous efforts.

Everyone’s soul is different. Three souls and seven spirits are the foundation of the soul. Zhuo Yunxian’s three souls are not complete and his soul is lacking, so it is naturally difficult to condense the magic seal.

Even the threshold of practice cannot be reached, let alone cultivating immortals and asking for the Tao, immortality.

fail!

fail!

Still failed!

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If the prayer wheel does not rotate, it is difficult to gather the Dharma seal.

Since the age of six, Zhuo Yunxian began to visualize the prayer wheel and condense the seal, but the progress was very slow, especially in recent years, there has been almost no progress and I feel that hope is slim.

Even so, Zhuo Yunxian has never given up for the past six years. Every time he spends his energy to the limit before he stops to rest.

Not everyone can persist in this kind of pain and patience, especially for a child in his teenage years old.

Of course, Zhuo Yunxian's extreme practice is not without any benefit. At least he has very delicate control over his mental power and has reached a state of slight slightest.

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After repeated attempts failed, Zhuo Yunxian finally exhausted his energy and had to stop for a while, but his eyes were still firm.

Cultivating immortality is what parents and sisters expect him, and it has also become his only obsession.

After sleepless night, Zhuo Yunxian activated the spiritual ritual and entered the Taixu Illusion Realm again, and continued to study the formation changes of the ancient tomb ruins.

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