Chapter Twenty-Seven: The One Hundred and Third Holy Lord
On that day, the Tongyun Dojo was indeed a good start, and Lu Tong received a total of 191 registered disciples, including 104 men and 87 women.
Coupled with the four people he had received before, there were now one hundred and ninety-five disciples.
Well, all the disciples are no more than thirty years old, so the woman who still has charm has no chance for the time being.
However, the woman was not upset to give up, but immediately said that she would move her family to the Tongyun Dojo and become an observer disciple of the dojo.
Not to mention anything else, that kind of persistence really made Lu Tong remember her nickname - Widow Su.
Yes, she is the only one in Widow Su's family, and it can be said that she can feed the whole family without worrying about it, and she has no worries at all.
But Lu Tong found that he still underestimated the widow's courage, and he learned from Li Wei afterwards that Widow Su was a well-known figure in the entire Cloud City.
Not only because she has many houses and shops in Cloud City, and she is very good at running them, but also because this famous widow Su has killed three rich and powerful husbands, and has become a bitter woman who can only watch from afar.
"Although Su Tingcheng is famous, in fact, she has not been close to men for a long time since her husband's death. In the night, Li Wei said to Lu Tong with a slightly ambiguous tone.
Li Wei has now gradually figured out Lu Tong's temperament, as long as he doesn't play sloppy in his cultivation, Lu Shi is still very easy-going.
It's just that Lu Tong saw Li Wei's cheap appearance, glanced at him coldly and didn't bother to pay attention to it, he just inadvertently used a beautiful man's trick, but he didn't really want to dedicate himself to being a rich woman.
"It's called Allure, and it's no wonder that ordinary men can't subdue her. Lu Tong thought to himself.
After being bored with himself, Li Wei hurriedly followed up with a serious question: "Master Lu, I mean, this Widow Su is now focused on cultivating immortality. After all, it is indeed a pity that you can't live a long life if you can't live a hundred years with your family's wealth. ”
This makes sense, the richer people are, the more afraid they are of death, and it is the same everywhere.
"So, you want to intercede for her, do you have a relationship?" Lu Tong asked curiously when he saw that Li Wei was getting more and more excited the more he spoke.
"Hey...... Master, I think Li Wei is obsessed with the appearance of the shopkeeper Su, so he works so hard. Chao Dongyang, who was sorting out the list of disciples on the side, coldly dismantled the platform.
Li Wei's face suddenly turned slightly red, and he said angrily: "Senior brother, you are a true gentleman, you are not moved by wealth, how do you know the charm of Widow Su? And you go and ask the poor men in Cloud City, which one has not received favors from others?"
Li Wei said it mildly, in fact, Chao Dongyang is just an elm pimple who doesn't understand women.
Chao Dongyang was speechless, and after a moment of silence, he said sullenly: "That's true, Master, when I was in a hurry in the past, I often ate and drank in the restaurant of the shopkeeper Su. That woman is indeed really generous, just like the master. ”
"The ghost is so generous!" Lu Tong didn't bother to pay attention to Chao Dongyang's sincere but clumsy sycophants, and had a further understanding of Widow Su in his heart. This is also a talent!
Seeing that Lu Shi was a little moved, Li Wei said again: "Not to mention anything else, I am afraid that half of the men who came here today to see the excitement were attracted by Widow Su." ”
"Widow Su is obsessed with cultivation, but she is always denied entry, and she is also a poor person who is persistent. Li Wei can be said to be moved.
"Okay, I know it all. If Su Chengcheng really left his family and business and went to my Tongyun Dojo, I would think about it again. Lu Tong didn't say anything, but he also gave him a chance.
In this way, this Jurchen is not trying to figure out his body, and with this kind of character and persistence, it is not that he does not have the opportunity to step into the path of cultivation.
"Hmm, isn't she really fascinated by me......" Lu Tong thought of this, and was a little skeptical of his manly charm.
As soon as the thought of blackening passed, Lu Tong no longer mentioned this person, but instructed Chao Dongyang and Zhao Dong, who had just crossed the catastrophe, to recover from their injuries as soon as possible and not to slack off.
As for the construction of the Tongyun Dojo and the placement of disciples, it must also be started as soon as possible, and it will be handed over to Li Wei to do.
Today, in addition to the more than 100 disciples who have started, there are many more who choose to stay in the Tongyun Dojo as disciples or people of the dojo.
If you count their family members, I'm afraid that two or three thousand people will have to settle in the Tongyun Dojo in the near future, and it will not be as simple as managing more than a hundred disciples at that time.
Moreover, the chaotic stone forest, where you can see the head at a glance, simply cannot accommodate more and more disciples, disciples, and people.
After Lu Tong looked at the inspection, he explained to a few people to guard the house, and he ran into the bamboo forest behind the chaotic stone forest in the night and returned to Yunzhu Mountain.
After all kinds of setbacks, he finally succeeded in crossing the tribulation and stepped into the Iron Bone Realm, and he should go back to give an explanation to his master, senior brother and senior sister, and discuss the construction and expansion of the dojo by the way.
As for his own state after the tribulation, because he has not experienced the thunder tribulation, he is very stable, and what he needs at this time is to move rather than be still, and to adapt to the strength and muscles of the new life.
Walking through the bamboo forest, Lu Tong soon came to the foot of Yunzhu Mountain, and unexpectedly saw the senior brothers and sisters who did not go out of the gate in the past, and went out to wait.
Even the master, who only had a wisp of remnant soul left, was solemnly held in his hands by the senior brother, waiting for his return.
"Little junior brother, you have finally opened your mind. Good fellow, purple air comes from the east, it is rare in a hundred years! I said a long time ago, you will be the best preacher. As soon as Zhu Qingning saw Lu Tong, he slapped him on the ass and praised him unabashedly.
What is rare is that Zhu Qingning did not drink the wine from the beginning of his happiness, Lu Tong understood that this was because of the presence of the senior brother. After the master was half-disabled, the person that the second senior sister was most afraid of became the senior brother.
"Don't be rude! Senior sister, junior brother, come with me to accompany Master to the ancestral land of the sect. The burly and tall Zhou Chongshan maintained his usual serious face, and said with a single face.
Zhu Qingning, who was more than a hundred years old, stuck out his tongue at the back of the senior brother, looking like a little girl, and then took Lu Tong's hand with his eyebrows and swept towards the back mountain.
The ancestral land of Houshan is not just the ancestral land of Yunzhu Mountain, but enshrines the spiritual positions of nearly 100 holy lords and mountain lords from the Yunxiao Holy Land to the Yunzhu Mountain after the fall tens of thousands of years ago.
Since Lu Tong can remember, this place has always been taken care of by the senior brother, and the master only occasionally comes to worship and grieve the spring and autumn.
The senior brother took care of the ancestral land in an orderly manner, much cleaner than Zhu Qingning and Lu Tong's residence on the mountain.
When the four of them came to the last tombstone, Zhou Chongshan stopped and placed the master's soul nourishing pot in the front, and then he knelt behind the master first.
Needless to say, Zhu Qingning and Lu Tong knelt down in turn, side by side with Zhou Chongshan.
Knock!
The soul-nourishing pot on the ground jumped twice first, making a sound similar to kowtowing on the stone slab, and this tombstone belonged to the master's master.
"Kowtow!" Zhou Chongshan then spoke solemnly, and took Zhu Qingning and Lu Tong to kowtow to the tombstone in front of him.
"The ancestors are on top, Master Mingjian, and now Lu Tong, the one hundred and third generation disciple of the Yunxiao Holy Land, has officially become a preacher teacher, and his conduct is good, and he should be the new Holy Lord of my Holy Land. I hope that the predecessors will allow it!" Zhou Chongshan said with a straight face.
"Senior brother, this must not be!" Lu Tong was slightly taken aback, this is not a joke, when will he be qualified to be the master of this holy land?
Even if the master can't preside over the overall situation now, isn't there still two strong men, the senior brother and the second senior sister? How can he, a kid who has just been in the Iron Bone Realm, take on this great responsibility? Although Yunzhushan is currently only the three of them.
"Don't speak, this is what Master has long decided, once you become a preacher, you have to take over as the Holy Lord. Zhu Qingning, who was on the side, reminded Lu Tong that it seemed that she had already known about it.
In the ancestral land, Lu Tong should not say much, so he can only be in a hurry.
Boom!
At this time, the soul nourishing pot placed in front of the three of them sounded again heavily, and Lu Tong understood that the master did approve of his succession.
Master's wisp of remnant soul has long been unable to speak, and he will generally only respond to them by nodding his head or shaking the soul nourishing pot.
In short, the hot-tempered and resolute master before his death, even if he only had a wisp of soul left, he was unwilling to recuperate, and still worried about labor.