Tianmang Realm, outside the Ziyang Sect. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

It was noon, and the sun was scorching the earth. In these fiery days, even monks with a low realm would feel a little bored, let alone ordinary mortals. The transpiration of the heat wave made the leaves on the side of the mountain road hang weakly, and the wild beasts crawled motionless in the shade of the stone cave, and the birds and beasts were silent.

The two disciples of the Ziyang Sect were both cultivators who had just advanced to the foundation building stage, and they had not yet completely escaped the invasion of cold and heat. At this time, no one in the sect usually goes out, and the mountain road outside the sect is even more empty, and there is no one in sight.

These two gatekeeper disciples sat on the left and right sides of the sect respectively, and the one on the left had just advanced to the early stage of foundation building a few days ago, and the realm was not yet stable, so he would bow his head and take a few naps from time to time, and when he raised his head, his mouth was full of anger.

And it was precisely at noon on this rarely inhabited day that a person slowly walked on the rugged mountain road. This person has a full beard, a slightly chubby figure, slightly bloated, a pair of bright eyes, and looks thirty-five or sixteen years old, but his cultivation is not high, only the realm of the ninth layer of qi refining.

This person walked slowly towards the Ziyang Sect along the mountain road, obviously unable to fly the imperial object. But the pace is not slow, extremely steady!

"Stop, who's coming! What's going on!! ”

When the bearded man walked into the sect within ten zhang, the disciple on the right side of the gate stopped drinking, and the sleepy disciple on the left side was also startled. The disciple stood up suddenly, and suddenly came to his senses.

"In the Lower Dan Demon, come here to practice the Dan Dao, please report to the two senior brothers."

The bearded man hugged his fists at the two gatekeepers, and said with a calm face.

"Dan Mo... What a big breath!"

The two gatekeepers glanced at each other, and a hint of ridicule appeared on their faces. The Purple Yang Sect has a senior brother of Danchan, a master of Danshou, and now, there is another person who calls himself a Dan demon, could it be on purpose?

"Go, go, go, go, go! You don't look at this there either! Who borrowed your courage to dare to come to the Ziyang Sect to make trouble! ”

"Don't get me wrong, two senior brothers, it's really called Dan Demon, and it's really here to learn alchemy!"

The beard hugged his fists at the two again, with a sincere face, and he couldn't see the slightest hypocrisy. Contempt is contempt, but the rules of the Ziyang Sect are very strict, two gatekeepers, you look at me, I look at you. Finally, the disciple on the right whispered to the one on the left:

"Senior Brother Yun, you go and report to Senior Brother Nangong to see if you can accept him."

"Okay."

The gatekeeper disciple on the left ran towards the Ziyang Sect with a smoke, while the gatekeeper disciple on the right chatted with the bearded man.

"Where is this brother?"

"Below, it's a person from the Eastern Regions Water Cloud Department."

"Oh, it's not close!"

"Yes! After months of traveling, I finally arrived here today. ”

"Why do you want to worship my Purple Sun Sect?"

"I like Dan Dao."

Like, impeccable reply. Some like, no need for a reason, no reason, just like, that's all.

"Brother Tai has studied the art of alchemy?"

"I once worshipped under an alchemist in the Shuiyun Department, and learned some superficial alchemy techniques, which is not worth mentioning."

"Ao... dare to ask the name of Brother Tai?"

"As I said, my name is Danmo."

"Oh, yes, yes, Dan Mo, Dan Mo."

A moment of cunning light flashed in the eyes of the disciple guarding the door, and these were all seen in the eyes of the beard.

While the two were chatting, the disciple who had run to report quickly ran out, walked up to the two, and said loudly:

"Senior Brother Nangong said I could meet you."

After speaking, the disciple turned around and walked towards the Ziyang Sect with a beard. With his head bowed all the way, he followed the disciple to a bungalow by himself, as if he had no interest in everything in the Ziyang Sect.

The "Senior Brother Nangong" in the mouth of the disciple guarding the door is named Nangong Wei, who is a personal disciple of Danchan. Speaking of which, this Nangong Wei's status in the Ziyang Sect is not low, but this person's alchemy qualifications are mediocre. But his good conduct, down-to-earth and careful, and strong sense of responsibility, and it is precisely because of this that he was favored by Danchan and accepted as a personal disciple.

Nangong Wei knew that his alchemy qualifications were average, so he petitioned to be in charge of the internal and external chores of the whole sect. These are tasks that the vast majority of monks are unwilling to do, and these tasks are not only extremely tedious, but also waste a lot of time that should be spent on cultivation, and the slightest carelessness will bring about a bad situation.

There are thousands of disciples in the Ziyang Sect, involving all aspects of daily life, cultivation needs, etc., these trivial matters seem simple, but in fact, they are extremely trivial to take care of. What is repeated every day is nothing more than the most boring eating, drinking, and sleeping.

But Nangong Wei is tireless in doing this, not only taking care of the Ziyang Sect up and down in an orderly manner, but also doing everything in detail, whenever there is time, everything will be done personally! On weekdays, he rarely even meditates and cultivates in his cave mansion, and usually spends himself in a bungalow and participates in various affairs.

Nangong Wei's personality is also just right for this work, calm and meticulous, and nothing is missing. It seems that everyone has their own unique characteristics, and the so-called treasure depends on where it is used; The so-called garbage may be a misplaced treasure!

Because of this, Nangong Wei is not only respected by the Ziyang Sect, but also highly valued by Danchan and even Ziyang Zhenren. Perhaps, this is the true path of cultivation, the source of the path of cultivation, not in the level of cultivation, but in the cultivation of the mind.

Cultivating the mind is easy to say, but it is an extremely painful process. The process of cultivating the mind, cultivating the mind, and cultivating the mind is to crush the heart and let it be reborn, so that it becomes more tenacious, more peaceful, and more light-hearted.

Soon, he came to the door of Nangong Wei's room. The disciple knocked lightly on the door and asked respectfully:

"Senior Brother Nangong, someone brought it."

"Come in."

A very soft, but neutral and masculine voice came out, and the disciple of the gate strode into the room with a beard.

The moment he walked into the room, there was a slight surprise on his face, this was not at all like a monk's room, but like a tent!

I saw that there were several tall wooden cabinets in the room, each wooden cabinet was divided into dozens of layers, and on each floor, there were stacks of jade slips. There are also a large number of jade slips that are hung by small hooks, hanging in rows in the house.

On the cover of each jade slip, there are the same two words - "account book", and there are tens of thousands of account books of all kinds! At this time, Nangong Wei was holding a jade slip in his hand, and his divine sense swept it in and carefully checked it.

When he saw so many account books, he couldn't help but sink in his heart, and thought:

"When I first entered the Qingyun Sect, I was arranged to carry water boringly for ten months, should I be arranged to keep accounts this time..."