Chapter Twenty-Six: One Door and Two Pure Yangs
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The people went to the preaching hall as promised.
Lu Qinghuang rang the chime.
This time it's about the situation in Xianmen.
In the Middle-earth Empire, there are dozens of immortal sects.
In the southeast of the empire, there are seven major fields, namely Xuanming, Hongdu, Bat Pond, Biyong, Dongguan, Lantai, and Stone Chamber. Among them, the Xuanming Dojo and the Hongdu Dojo have the best relationship, and the relationship with the Bat Chi Dojo and the Biyong Dojo is the worst.
Lu Qinghuang also talked about the history of the sect a little.
More than 5,000 years ago, the patriarch Dongfang Suo was in Xuanming Mountain and established a sect.
Subsequently, Dongfang Suo passed the position of head of the family to his disciple Zhang Kongque.
Zhang Kongque passed the position of head to his disciple Dugu Ming.
As for the Inner Gate Elder Lu Qinghuang, the Elder Sun Lutang, the True Transmission Elder Zuo Xuan, and the sloppy Taoist Chen Caozhi who guarded the Nirvana Cave Mansion, they were all Zhang Kongque's apprentices.
Now in Hengjiang's generation, he is the third generation of disciples of the Xuanming Dojo.
"For more than 5,000 years, I have only passed down the mystical dojo for three generations. It wasn't until more than a hundred years ago, when Senior Brother Dugu inherited the position of the head of the sect, that I Xuanming Dojo opened the door and recruited disciples on a large scale. As for the Bat Pond Dojo and the Biyong Dojo, there are thousands of inner disciples in the door. ”
Lu Qinghuang closed his eyes slightly, glanced at everyone, and muttered: "When you meet people from the Bat Pond and Biyong in the future, you must not cower because the other party is overwhelming, and lose the prestige of my declaration!"
Everyone hurriedly nodded, not even daring.
"That's all for today, it's only three things, I've already talked twice, and you won't come tomorrow. Strive to pass the exam as soon as possible and learn a method. ”
Lu Qinghuang put down the small wooden mallet that rang the bell, flicked his sleeves, and said, "I have a disciple named Yu Longsheng, who is in charge of the kitchen. If you have anything to do, just go to him. ”
The crowd said goodbye and left.
As for the Royal Dragon Ascend that Lu Qinghuang said, everyone had already seen it, it was a man like Roshan.
A few people walked on the road to seek immortals.
Cui Hao stroked the hair on his forehead and sighed: "Uncle Lu Qinghuang is so angry, he actually asked us not to cower when we meet the disciples of Bat Chi and Biyong in the future." There are few of us, there are many of them, how can we beat others!"
"You just came to the master's sect, you don't know, our ancestor Dongfang Suo, and our ancestor Zhang Kongque are all pure yang monks!"
Wu Guan raised his head, stared at the clear sky, and there was a rare trace of arrogance in his eyes, and said: "There are seven great avenues in the southeast of the Middle-earth Empire, only I declare the Ming Dao, one door and two pure yangs, proud of the others!"
Cui Hao was taken aback, so he didn't say much.
He has been studying hard behind closed doors at home for the examination, but he doesn't know much about the situation of the major avenues, and only today does he know that the original Xuanming Dojo is the strongest in the southeast seven avenues.
This is also the first time that Yokoe has heard of this.
"Pure Yang! Pure Yang!"
Hengjiang suddenly recalled the couplet at the door of the ancient ruins, and thought, "I don't know if I can cultivate to pure yang in this life." I don't know if I'm also like the owner of the ruins, cultivating until the pure yang people are old, and then the gray hair is gray, and the old age hangs down. ”
In the following days, Hengjiang and his six younger brothers and sisters studied in the inner door and helped with chores.
The books he reads are all borrowed by Yu Longsheng from the Inner Gate Scripture Pavilion, and as for the miscellaneous work of the helpers, they are all arranged by Yu Longsheng.
The big fat man has a hot temper, but he is exceptionally good to Ji Yanran, and even with a few people in Hengjiang, he is also kind and pleasant.
Before I knew it, more than 20 days had passed.
On the ninth day of September, the Chung Yeung Festival.
Airplanes!
A bell rang from Xuanming Mountain and spread all over the surrounding hundreds of miles.
Under the Xuanming Pagoda, the incense is swirling, and the figures are longing.
Today is the ceremony of accepting disciples in the Xuanming Dojo, in addition to the seniors in the Xuanming Dojo, as well as the four types of disciples, who want to participate in the ceremony. In the Seventh Avenue of the Southeast, several other dojos will also send monks to watch the ceremony.
The seven people of Hengjiang were wearing the cloud-patterned Taoist robes of the inner disciples, with a jade pendant wrapped around their waists and a jade crown on their heads, standing in front of the Xuanming Tower, facing the head of the tower, Dugu Ming.
Dugu Xin, the disciple of the head, stood beside Dugu Ming.
The person who presided over the ceremony was Lu Qinghuang.
Lu Qinghuang held a table with a solemn expression, and said loudly: "Today's apprenticeship ceremony, as in the past, the seven of you are not worshipping a certain master, but worshipping me Xuanming Dojo as a teacher! From today on, after meeting the head and worshipping the ancestor, you are my disciples of the Xuanming Dojo, and you must keep in mind the precepts of the master...... Bye!"
Hengjiang and the others bowed according to their words.
When bowing, Hengjiang looked up at the Xuanming Tower, only to see an electric arc, hidden from time to time, climbing around the Xuanming Tower.
The tower goes up one layer at a time, and I don't know how many layers there are, reaching deep into the clouds.
Everyone worshiped the master, and the next thing was to worship the patriarch.
"Welcome to the Master Ancestor!"
Emperor Lu Qing burned the inscription in the incense burner, and then opened the altar, and then the clouds and mist descended in the air, gathering into a Gundam figure on the altar.
Immediately afterwards, the figure changed from virtual to real, with clear facial features and fluttering clothes, it was Dongfang Suo, the founder of the Xuanming Dojo.
"Meet the Ancestor!"
Lu Qinghuang and the head Dugu Ming bowed.
Dongfang Suo pointed at Hengjiang and the others, and immediately there were seven rays of light, which burst out from his fingertips and fell onto the Xuanqi jade pendant on the waists of the seven people.
Suddenly, Dongfang Suo's eyes moved.
Lu Qinghuang's expression tightened, and he asked, "What does the ancestor command?"
Dongfang Suo pointed at Hengjiang and Han Jian, and said, "What are the names of these two people?"
Lu Qinghuang said: "The older one is called Hengjiang, and the younger one is called Han Jian." ”
Dongfang Cableway: "Hengjiang has obtained the method of phoenix drying wings, and Han Jian has obtained the Void Condensing Sword Technique, he should be a true disciple, but why is he wearing the Xuanqi jade pendant of the inner disciple?"
Lu Qinghuang told Dongfang Suo what happened on the day of his comprehension of Dao Yun.
Dongfang Suo's eyes froze, and his gaze fell on Han Jian and Hengjiang.
Hengjiang only felt that the sight of this ancestor was like two rays of lightning, and it seemed that through the cloud-patterned Taoist robe on his body, he could see his skin and inside, his internal organs, and his three souls and seven spirits thoroughly!
When Yokoe came back to his senses, the Oriental Cord on the altar had disappeared.
At this moment, Hengjiang was already sweating profusely and his face was pale. Han Jian's body trembled and staggered, and he didn't collapse to the ground by gritting his teeth and holding on.
"With just one look, it is as terrifying as the top of a mountain, is this the strength of a pure yang master?"
Hengjiang sighed in his heart, stared at the unfathomable Xuanming Pagoda in front of him, and thought: "One day, I will also cultivate to pure yang, just like this Xuanming Pagoda, thousands of miles of stratus clouds, looking down on the common people!"
Han Jian gasped for breath.
It wasn't until the end of the apprenticeship ceremony that the monks of various factions who came to watch the ceremony left, and Hengjiang and Han Jian recovered.
According to the rules of the Xuanming Dojo, after the guests left, the seven new disciples should also go back separately.
But Lu Qinghuang only let the other five people leave, but left Hengjiang and Han Jian behind.
Hengjiang was a little unsettled, he was worried that Master Zu had seen through his details and knew that the origin of his phoenix's wings was unknown, and he would be severely punished.
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