"People today believe that the Daoist path places importance on cultivating life, yet they do not know that the principles of cultivating life stem from two ends, one easy to encounter yet difficult to accomplish..."
The deep voice echoed through the Hall of Dharma Discussion, reaching the ears of everyone present with crystal clarity.
Over a thousand cultivators held their breath and listened intently, afraid of missing even a single word.
The difference of one word could lead astray by a thousand miles. When it concerned the fundamental path of cultivation, even the most restless cultivator had to settle down and listen carefully. Otherwise, there was no point in sitting here at all.
The one lecturing these cultivators today was True Person Puxiang. This Golden Core cultivator was already over four hundred years old, and his end was not far away.
At such an age, with no hope of forming Nascent Soul, many True Persons either hid away in their Cave Mansions to eke out their remaining days or racked their brains to gather life-extending treasures.
Golden Core cultivators like True Person Puxiang, who used what little time they had left to impart the Dao and teach Dharma to their disciples, were truly rare.
Though his cultivation and strength did not rank among the top of West Sea Sect's many True Persons, he still enjoyed great prestige.
He was deeply respected by the disciples!
"Today's lesson ends here."
True Person Puxiang, his hair and beard entirely white, flicked a finger. The chime bell placed before him immediately let out a clear, melodious ring.
The disciples, who had been listening so deeply they had forgotten themselves, abruptly came back to their senses.
Yet by then, True Person Puxiang had already vanished, leaving only the lingering chime.
Wang Chen rose to his