Of the four major academies, each academy has a Question Tablet, and once you pass it, you can become a disciple of the academy. And in the temple of the Taixuan Mountain, there is also a Taoist tablet, which is prepared for the true disciples and the descendants of the disciples.

Each person can only accept the Dao Monument once, and if they fail to pass the assessment in the temples, they will be directly expelled from the Confucian sect, and if they want to ascend to heaven in one step, they must bear the corresponding punishment.

However, if you can pass the Dao Tablet, you will be accepted as a true disciple by the master of the four major courtyards, and if you have obtained a pen, ink, paper and inkstone in the previous assessment, and splash ink on the spot, and the words left behind can resonate with the saints, you can be accepted as a disciple of the three saints in the world.

The Confucian master has been missing for three hundred years, and now he is dominated by the three saints and the four courtyard masters, and the seventh prince is a rising generation, although he is gradually becoming famous in the Central and Southern Continent, but he still can't be compared with the older generation.

These three saints are Ouyang Pu, the painting saint, the chess saint Shou Lingyu, and the wine saint Chu Jiangfeng.

At this time, at the peak of Taixuan Mountain, one of the three saints of Confucianism, Ouyang Pu, the painting saint, was entertaining guests, and the people who could let the painting saint personally come forward to entertain him naturally had a great background.

Under the lush cangyun pine trees, a stone table and three stone benches sat one person each.

Ouyang Pu lifted the teapot and gently filled a cup of tea, although it was just ordinary tea, but in Ouyang Pu's hands, there was a different fragrance, and in this world, how many people could drink the tea made by the painting saint himself? Even the emperor couldn't force it.

"Lao Pu, we haven't seen each other for so many years, and it's too unkind for you to entertain us with such a shabby thing. ”

Lu Qingshan was sloppy, he didn't know what "politeness" was when he opened his mouth, and he attacked mercilessly, foaming at the mouth, similar to a market hooligan.

Ouyang Pu was not angry at all, and said with a faint smile: "It's a bit unfortunate that you came, if you want to eat Cangyun pine cones, you have to wait another year." ”

As soon as he heard the words "Cangyun pine cones", Lu Qingshan couldn't help but look at the pine tree on his head, and there were a few unripe pine cones hanging on it, and his saliva suddenly flowed out.

"If you don't say it, you don't think that when the cangyun pine cones are ripe, you will prepare a basket and send it to my cave. Lu Qingshan said with a grin.

Ouyang Pu said calmly: "Don't talk about a basket, there is not even one." Cangyun pine cones only ripen once, and last time you grabbed seven of them from me, and I didn't eat one myself. This time, it is Chu Jiangfeng's turn for Cangyun Songguo, you have to go to him to ask for it. ”

Lu Qingshan's head shook like a rattle: "Lao Feng is drunk and crazy every day, I went to him when I was stupid, anyway, I will rely on you, if you don't give me a basket, I will dig up this Cangyun pine and plant it in my back garden." ”

The corners of Ouyang Pu's mouth twitched, he had no doubt that Lu Qingshan would definitely do this kind of immoral thing that harmed others and himself, and said helplessly: "Okay, I'll give you three when I arrive, this is my own share, no matter how much I don't have." ”

At this time, a kind old monk beside him smiled and said: "Master Ouyang is really good-tempered, if it were a different person, he would have slashed this shameless thief with a sword, and he could be threatened there." ”

This old monk is Hui Cong, one of the four great hall masters of the Golden Zen Sect, the master of the Luohan Hall, wearing a golden robe, and a smile on his face all the time.

"Hmph, Lao Tzu didn't go to your Golden Zen Sect to steal the golden body, what are you nervous about. Lu Qingshan said very dissatisfied, "By the way, I heard that the golden body of Tianwangtang Huixin was stolen and eaten by the Demon Clan's Poisonous Dragon Venerable, and the thief was caught?"

He is * naked scar, Jin Zen Buddhism is a holy place of Buddhism, each of the four hall masters is a bodhisattva-like character, but the master of the Tianwang Hall Huixin because of an accident, the soul was reincarnated, leaving only the golden body to be enshrined in the Tianwang Hall, not wanting to be slipped in by the poisonous dragon to steal food, this is simply the shame of the Golden Zen Buddhism.

"Amitabha. Monk Huicong shouted a Buddha name, and said with a stiff face: "Don't worry about the donor, Huiming has already gone to chase and kill the poisonous dragon, and now he must have succeeded." ”

The three of them are old friends for hundreds of years, and no one cares about making some innocuous jokes, and after chatting for a while, Lu Qingshan suddenly changed the topic and said with a smile: "Lao Pu, I came this time to ask you for a favor." ”

"Please say, if I can do it, I will not refuse. Ouyang Pu said directly.

"You also know that I have been playing the rivers and lakes all my life, and now I have little life, but there is no one to inherit the Taoist system under my knees, and I am bitter in my heart. Lu Qingshan sighed abruptly, revealing a sad and melancholy look.

Ouyang Pu frowned: "This is a problem, we have cultivated to this point, the most important thing is the inheritance of the mantle, you should go back to the Qingxiao Sword Sect, I heard that the Qingxiao Sword sent a few geniuses, there should be a candidate you are satisfied with." ”

"No, no, they are all too bad, they are not to my liking. Lu Qingshan shook his head violently and grabbed Ouyang Pu's sleeve, "Old Pu, you must help me." ”

Ouyang Pu withdrew his sleeve without a trace, and said calmly: "How do you want me to help you?"

"I'm just waiting for you to say that. Lu Qingshan laughed, and said with his eyebrows fluttering: "I met a young man with excellent talent on the road this time, and he will definitely inherit my Taoism, but he is now participating in the assessment of your Confucian sect, I hope you will give him to me." ”

"The Confucian Acceptance Ceremony is a rule set by the ancestors, a big harvest in five years, a small harvest in a year, and I don't want to interfere. Ouyang Pu frowned.

Lu Qingshan said disdainfully: "Are you embarrassed to say this kind of thing? See for yourself, in the past three hundred years, Confucianism has rotted to the roots, as long as you have money and power, anyone dares to accept it, making Confucianism smoky, sour and smelly." ”

Ouyang Pu smiled: "But we have not violated the rules set by the ancestors for ten thousand years, everything is within the framework." ”

Lu Qingshan's face was unconvinced, and what else to say, Monk Huicong smiled and said: "Qingshan Zhenren, you are wrong, you only see that Confucianism has no class, and the mountain gate is wide open, but you don't see that the power of Confucianism has penetrated deep into the entire Central and Southern Continent, down to the common people, up to the royal family and nobles, who does not respect Confucianism and learns the teachings of Confucianism? This is the dignified avenue, but our Jin Zen Buddhism is a step late, and when we understand it, it is now the world of Confucianism. ”

As he spoke, Monk Hui Cong let out a long sigh, "The faith of all saints has been established, and if you want to break it, how difficult it is." ”

"Hmph, Confucianism can be the first of the six factions because of the master, how can it be the authentic sect of the six factions without the master?" Lu Qingshan said unconvinced.

But the Master has disappeared for three hundred years, and Confucianism has not only not declined, but has grown stronger and stronger. HC sighed.

Lu Qingshan was stunned, and soon sneered: "Confucianism allows its disciples to use their power for personal gain, and opens the door of convenience, as long as they have money and power, anyone dares to accept them into the academy, but for real geniuses, they deliberately make things difficult in the assessment, in the long run, who will inherit the Taoist system of Confucianism?"

Hui Cong whispered a Buddha name and said, "It's just a Taoist system, and if there are three or five geniuses to inherit, it will be enough." Now that talents all over the world are flocking to Confucianism, are you afraid that you won't be able to receive geniuses?"

Lu Qingshan was dumbfounded, he also knew that he was using strong words, although Confucianism is a sect that has been inherited for thousands of years, but before, it cannot be said that it is overwhelming the six sects, and even many times, Jin Chan Buddhism will suppress Confucianism and make Buddhism prosperous.

However, in the last few hundred years, Confucianism has lowered the threshold for accepting disciples, divided the outer court into the inner court, and spread the reputation of the saints far and wide among the people, and the number of believers has increased tenfold? It can be said that the whole world is studying the teachings of Confucianism, and even the imperial examination of the Great Song Dynasty tests the knowledge handed down by the Confucian saints.

In this case, it is too normal to overwhelm the six factions by the general trend of the world, even if there is no master, the status of Confucianism is still unshakable. In recent years, the younger generation has even emerged as the Seven Sons, who are known as the seven geniuses who are most promising to become saints in the future. Thinking about himself again, it was so hard to even find an apprentice, Lu Qingshan suddenly felt extremely unbalanced in his heart.

At this time, Monk Huicong looked at Ouyang Pu and said calmly: "The old man is here, in fact, he will also be entrusted by his old friend Xia Chengzhi, I hope you can take care of Xia Chengzhi's daughter Xia Nan." ”

"The daughter of the Marquis of Zhennan, I naturally can't sit idly by. But the sect has rules, you must obtain the essence of the inkstone, the spirit of the white paper, the soul of ink, the god of the pen, and then write the words to resonate with the saints, in order to be my disciple. ”

Ouyang Pu smiled slightly bitterly, these two old friends really had nothing to do but go to the Three Treasures Palace.

Lu Qingshan jumped out again and smiled coldly: "It's really a rule that has not changed for thousands of years, in this way, if I break through the five peaks in a row, cause all the saints to resonate with me, and then leave the words written on the Dao Tablet, wouldn't I be able to be a disciple of the master?"

Ouyang Pu shook his head and said solemnly: "Don't say that the master has disappeared, even if you do it all, you can't do it." The sect has a rule that only accepts disciples under the age of twenty-five, you are too old. ”

"In this way, if Xia Nan can enter the inner courtyard, I will allow her to choose her own teacher. ”

Seeing that Lu Qingshan was about to get angry, Ouyang Pu waved his hand, "As for Qingshan, you don't have to worry, the disciple you fancy should come back to the All Saints Temple, and you may not be able to pass the Dao Tablet, and then you can take him away." ”

Lu Qingshan and Hui Cong knew that Ouyang Pu had tried his best, and it was not good to say much, and Lu Qingshan was already praying in his heart, Ye Tian, this kid must fight for his energy, set his ambitions bigger, and not compete for the descendants of the Three Saints, so how can he do it?

And at this time, Ye Tian had already left Zhongyong Peak and began to climb Datong Peak, he didn't know at all that Ouyang Pu and Lu Qingshan were waiting for him at the top of Taixuan Mountain.