Chapter 545 Apprenticeship
What comes into view are barren mountains with towering peaks.
There is no sound of birds or animals for thousands of miles.
Those creatures, regardless of whether they were born with intelligence or not, remained silent. The pressure of the Yuan Ying Ancestor prevented them from approaching, and the desire to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages in their blood kept them away.
The giant ship was put into the storage ring by True Lord Taiyi, and those Qi practitioners who originally looked like refugees now finally looked a little like humans.
Taiyi Zhenjun set aside a peak for his disciples to live in.
After that, it’s time to clean up the weeds and straighten out the wasteland.
On top of Taiyi Peak, which is two thousand feet high, there are palaces surrounded by heavy buildings. Most of them are empty shells and have not been filled. Only the summit hall, which is majestic and majestic, is the place where Taiyi Sect’s core power is discussed.
Of course, there are only two people now.
The demon was kicked out by Tu Shanjun to look after the monks who came with them to prevent losses caused by wild beasts and evil spirits in the sect's land.
With the demonic golden elixir's peak strength and weird methods, generally no monk of the same level can match it, and it is still very reassuring in terms of force.
Taiyi Zhenjun looked at Tushanjun with his hands on his hands and said: "A few days ago, we moved mountains and seas to create the conditions for the birth of spiritual veins. In the past few days, we had another meeting with Zhenjun Jin'ao, and finally got time to talk to the great elder about some serious matters. .”
"I wonder, Great Elder, are you willing to join our Taiyi Shengxian Sect?"
Tu Shanjun looked slightly stunned and said with a smile: "What did the leader say? If I don't want to join Taiyi Shengxian Sect, how could I choose to become the great elder."
But then he suddenly thought of something and said suddenly: "What the leader said... it's a matter of status."
Then he said jokingly: "Do you still want me to become your disciple?"
"That's right."
Seeing how serious Taiyi Zhenjun was, Tu Shanjun also suppressed his smile, thought slightly and cupped his hands and said: "Then who should I worship?" As he said this, he looked at Taiyi Zhenjun next to his seat.
Taiyi Zhenjun smiled and said: "Of course not me."
"What should I do?"
"Accepting a disciple as a master!"
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The back mountain hall is dedicated to the founder of the Taiyi Shengxian Sect, but there are no stacks of memorial tablets, only a white jade statue. I couldn't tell clearly what the person looked like. He looked like an old man, a boy, a young man, a woman. He looked like a man, a woman, a woman, a man or a woman.
"This is……"
"All the tablets of our Taiyi Shengxian Sect are gathered into this statue. After so many years, this statue has become somewhat mature." As he spoke, Taiyi Zhenjun used his hands to change his seals, and gathered a little spiritual light on the jade statue. superior.
Those thousands of changes disappeared, only the face of one person became clearer and clearer. It was an old man, energetic, with a gourd hanging on his waist and a long sword on his back. He was sitting cross-legged on the futon and seemed to be telling something.
Taiyi Zhenjun's eyes were moist, and he knelt down on the ground and cried loudly: "Master, I finally reopened the mountain gate of Taiyi Shengxian Sect, I finally did it..." After choking for a long time, he covered his face and stood up.
"I accomplished what I wanted. I lost my composure for a moment. Please forgive me, elder."
Tu Shanjun shook his head seriously. How could he laugh at a persistent and hard-working person? Monks are also human beings, and they also have joy, anger, sorrow, and joy. What is the difference between crying and laughing for a monk?
"This is my master, Lu Xuan, the previous head of Taiyi Shengxian Sect."
"I, Taiyi Zhenjun, act as the current head of Taiyi Shengxian Sect, and accept disciples on behalf of Master Lu." Taiyi Zhenjun stood aside solemnly and performed the spell. The eyes of the old man in the jade statue seemed to move at this moment. , looking at Tushanjun standing in the main hall.
Tu Shanjun stayed on the spot, dazed and lost in thought.
After so many years, he finally had the opportunity to join a large sect, and he was given the great courtesy of becoming a master and a disciple. I recall that when I first woke up, I cherished the longing for the immortal master and the longing for flying to the sky and escaping to the earth.
Now he has everything.
Embark on the path of immortality, obtain the magical passage method, and gain the ability to fly into the sky and escape from the earth.
Looking back now, it turns out that more than a hundred years have passed.
If calculated based on the lifespan of True Lord Nascent Soul, he should still be a young man, but when it comes to ordinary mortals, he is just like his ancestors.
Slowly raising his hands, his bluish-white arms and palms, dark purple nails, and engraved spell lines flickered. Turning his hands over, he saw that the palm lines had become shallow due to holding weapons tightly for so many years.
Taiyi Zhenjun did not bother or urge Tushanjun.
Becoming a master is a big deal, even if it is to accept a disciple on behalf of a master.
It is understandable that major matters need time to weigh and make decisions. Even if Tu Shanjun does not become a disciple, with his connection with him, he will pass on the sect's inheritance to Tu Shanjun.
As those magnificent dark red eyes condensed with sharp divine light, Tushanjun couldn't help but laugh. After so many years of practicing as a casual cultivator, he never expected to become a member of the sect.
Thinking back to the last 'apprenticeship', in fact, it was not considered an apprenticeship. The old monster Jing wanted to accept a disciple, but he thought it was too valuable and did not dare to accept it. Even though he was plotted in the end, he had to admit that the old monster Jing taught him a lot. , the path to immortality also goes more smoothly.
He smiled and nodded towards True Lord Taiyi.
Taiyi Zhenjun immediately took out the basin and Tushanjun washed his hands with spiritual water.
Arrange your Taoist robes and clothes.
After entering the sect, of course, one must keep the same clothes and clothes as Zhenjun Taiyi. Even the original black color has turned into pure white, as has the jade crown used to tie the hair on the top of the head.
Taiyi Zhenjun took out a large letter with gold patterns and read it out: "At the beginning of Taiyi Xuanchu, the Tao of Heaven, all the wonderful gods returned... They did not fall into hell and ascended to the immortal palace... Carrying all kinds of karma... Where the Tao is, all things are permanent. exist……"
The summary of this long article is the sect’s rules of conduct and a method of practice.
Tu Shanjun felt that it was an extremely advanced Qi training method, but it was different from those ordinary methods in that it required specific postures to practice.
This Qi training method is even better than that of Wanfa Sect. At least Wanfa Sect in Xiaohuang Realm cannot compare with this method.
"Tushanjun."
Tushanjun suddenly became energetic and wrote the apprenticeship notice out of thin air. The golden patterns gathered into a huge and complicated talisman and flew into the golden pattern. Then a piece of paper appeared in the hands of Zhenjun Taiyi.
"bye."
Three kowtows and nine bows.
"When the sect was first established, we didn't have all the disciples. As time went by, we couldn't preserve the Taoist title of the previous generation, so we started from scratch. Junior brother and I are of the same generation, so we should have been given the Taoist title, 'Tai Xuan', on behalf of our master." If the name is taboo, then the Taoist name is 'Taishi'."
Tu Shanjun stood up and took the spiritual sticker. The above Taoist name seemed to have an unusual connection with him. He whispered softly: "Taishi... Taishi Zhenjun, Taishi Zunhun Zhenjun."
"Junior brother."
Tu Shanjun looked at the smiling Taiyi Zhenjun and cupped his hands and said, "Senior brother."
True Lord Taiyi also performed the ceremony.
The two looked at each other and smiled.
Laughed.
Taiyi Zhenjun took out a piece of dark iron shaped like a beast from the storage ring: "This piece of Jiuyou Black Gold Iron is of good age. If you add some heavenly materials and earthly treasures, you can create an extremely good spiritual treasure. Even senior brother Just give it to your junior brother as a meeting gift."
Tu Shanjun took the Xuan Tie and looked at it left and right, tut-tutting: "What do I need a spiritual treasure for? Why don't you teach me the weapon refining method quickly, so that I can refine this treasure into the soul flag to increase my strength."
"That's true."
"It takes some time for the Earth Fire to be generated. The main focus of the Spirit Vein Dragon is to expand and cultivate. The sect is in ruins and there is no way to build an artifact peak in advance. It is better to arrange the disciples first."
Taiyi Zhenjun suddenly felt that there were thousands of thoughts in his heart.
The top priority is to determine the names of those disciples and then develop resources.
"Junior brother, do you want to take those three Golden Pill Grandmasters as your disciples?"
Hearing this, Tu Shanjun shook his head.
He had no intention of accepting disciples at all, and he accepted three disciples at once: "It's okay to teach them practice, just settle on the title of master and disciple."
Taiyi Zhenjun sighed.
Among the three, Qian Fei is the youngest and has the best qualifications. The remaining two are older and have average qualifications. They may not even understand the legal domain.
But in order to appease people's hearts, they always have to be accepted as disciples.
"We still need to set the rules."
…
Buzz!
Boom, boom, boom.
The sound of drums echoed through the sect.
Whether they were repairing caves, clearing weeds in the mountains, or busy building the city of Wase, the monks stopped what they were doing and only heard the sound transmission spreading through the sect.
"All disciples who are practicing Qi and above should come to the Taiyi Peak Grand Ceremony Hall immediately."
"It's the ancestor's voice."
"Quickly, put down what you are doing and everyone rush to the ceremony venue."
"..."
The three golden elixir masters hurriedly organized their disciples, and then sent the foundation-building monk Teng Yun to drag all the slow-running qi-training disciples to the clouds.
Now that there are no giant ships, they can only rely on themselves, and not all Qi practitioners can wield swords.
"What's the big deal?"
"I do not know."
"I'm not too anxious to hear my ancestor's voice. It's probably not a foreign enemy that's trying to get in." Zhang Dezi was worried. The original ripples of the fight were still vivid in their minds, and of course they were as worried as frightened birds.
Fortunately, my ancestors were powerful and could withstand the pressure from the evil neighbors around them. Otherwise, they might have suffered a large number of casualties, and they would have to plan a way out at that time.
Xu Zhao's mind was spinning quickly and he guessed: "I guess the ancestor wanted to determine the foundation of the sect, so he summoned us. Anyway, no matter what it is, this is the first sect meeting since we joined the sect, so hurry up and go that is."
The original three families each held a group, while the casual cultivators could only run on the ground, fearing that they would be punished by their ancestors if they left late. Some shrewd monks caught up with the foundation-building monks early, and they were willing to spend spiritual stones to buy a good location.
Just like this, people rushed to the square of Taiyi Peak Sect's ceremony like refugees.
Taiyi Peak is two thousand feet high and shaped like a tower.
The main hall square is located in the middle of the mountain.
It was originally a hilltop, but it was flattened by True Lord Taiyi, who commanded the puppets to lay bricks and formation pillars. Although it looked a bit crude, it was at least vast and quite simple and vast.
After waiting for a full hour, all the monks arrived, and a few scattered people slowly moved into the team.
On the high platform, True Lord Taiyi stood up and looked at everyone.
Their robes were of various kinds, and some had large and small patches. These are all those with robes, and there are monks without robes. The robes they wear are starched and white, which is not appropriate.
Some even wore rough polished animal skins.
Taiyi Zhenjun sighed in his heart: 'Dear monk, why are you like this! ’ They were praised for being monks, but they looked more like victims of the collapse of the army, gathering in the ceremony square like this.
Tushanjun, who was sitting aside, looked as usual.
"You all have followed me all the way to this barbaric land to establish a foothold... There are no rules, and the sect cannot be scattered when it is first established. Today's ceremony is to lay the foundation for the future thousand-year legacy."
"..."
Taiyi Zhenjun said loudly: "Qian Fei, Xu Zhao, Zhang Dezi, come forward."
The second update will be later.