In addition to Xiao Yulong, the reincarnation of Master Xiang, and Ruye, the reincarnation of Master Yixiu, Shi Jian also saw an old man in the crowd who he hadn't seen for a long time, Father Charleson from the Holy Order.

Twenty years have passed, he is old, his hair and beard are all gray, but because of the deep divine power in his body, he has a childish face, a red face, and a strong spirit.

There are too many people here today, and it is a big day for Huayang Guan, Shi Jian, as the master of the view, is entangled in trivial matters, so he went to chat with him for a few words and walked away. Father Charrison did not dwell on it, but agreed to come to the door another day to talk.

Jin Wuxi fell, the twilight smoke gradually rose, and the scene of the crowd in Huayang Temple slowly disappeared.

If you want to blame those gods and dead ghosts, the scene is bigger, and the people who came to Huayang to watch the excitement were excited, and they called to inform those who didn't come, asking them to go to Huayang to watch the appearance of the gods. From person to person, there was an endless stream of people who rushed to enter the incense, and Zhong Bang and others, who were arrested as strong men, were tired and half dead.

The lights in the cafeteria were as bright as day, the food on the table seemed to be slightly reflective, the tempting fragrance and color were mixed together, hooking the tongue, and the little apprentices who were so hungry that their chests were close to their backs were signaled by Shi Jian, and they all picked up their rice bowls and devoured them, and the food was wilder than the other.

In fact, lunch and pastries were prepared in the cafeteria at noon, but there were too many people in the Taoist temple, not everyone was so civilized and honest, someone had to watch, guide, and guide, and there was no time to eat at all.

Full of wine and food, Zhong Bang and the others sat still, chatting with each other, while eating and drinking, while paying attention to the every move of the master and uncle in front of them.

For them, there are only two major events today, one is the opening of the Huayang Temple, and the other is the transmission of the Fa.

"Master stood up." One whispered.

The noisy voice died down instantly, the needle drop could be heard, and a pair of eyes stared straight at Shi Jian.

Shi Jian coughed lightly and said, "Disciple Maoshan will follow me to the Ancestor Hall." ”

Then, Bai Min'er got up and said, "The disciples of the fax faction and the microwave faction come with me." ”

"Mai Sect disciple come with me."

"Bixin, come here......"

The three hundred disciples were divided into five factions, among which the Maoshan disciples were the most, and they followed behind Shi Jian, Uncle Jiu, Four Eyes and others.

When they arrived at the Patriarch Hall, the disciples stood in line according to their generations. Shi Jian, Uncle Jiu, Four Eyes, Lin Yimei, Yingqiu, Tian Tian, Qiusheng, Wencai, Huang Rong, A Fang, and A Hao are at the forefront, each holding three sticks of incense in their hands, and the incense is automatically lit with a light flip of their wrists.

Shi Jian didn't say anything, bowed respectfully three times to the patriarch's tablet, and stepped forward to insert the incense into the incense burner. After the ninth uncle finished saluting the incense, he turned to face the apprentices.

"I read the name and stay, and the others go back to the gym to rest."

"Mei Wencheng!"

"Han Mengsheng!"

"Gu Feng!"

"Ah Zhong!"

"Zhong Bang!"

"Da Chen is blind!"

"Xiao Chen's blind ......"

Hearing these two names, a low laugh sounded in the crowd, and Shi Jian snorted coldly: "What are you laughing at, what's so funny?" I don't think it's funny to call them big and small Chen blind, on the contrary, those who don't have their names are ridiculous. ”

The laughter was silent.

"Wind Xiaosi!"

"Liang Xiaoqiang!"

"Bell-haired White ......"

Zhong Fabai is very young and still in elementary school, and Shi Jian called out his name, which shows that the standard of teaching the Fa is not divided by age, but only by talent, ordinary hard work, and the skills shown in the last few examinations.

Every time he took a small test, Shi Jian would point out their shortcomings, and he never hesitated to praise the diligent disciples.

Naturally, I was happy to be called, and although I was a little disappointed when I didn't get my name, I was not dissatisfied. Because Shi Jian is very fair, he set the standard there from the beginning, and he usually teaches very carefully, but if he is serious and hardworking, it is not hopeless to meet the standard.

You must know that these three hundred people were carefully selected by Shi Jian and Bai Min'er, none of them were stupid, and none of them were rotten wood.

If you don't work hard, who is to blame?

In the end, only forty-nine of the two hundred remained, much less than originally expected. Especially those who performed well in the last small exam, they are both disappointed and regretful, and regret should not be slack.

Shi Jian waved his hand to signal the disciples who had not been called by their names to leave, looked at the forty-nine faces in front of him full of excitement and eagerness, and said with a smile: "Although you have cultivated the Dao Fa a year earlier than the others, this does not mean that they will be left far behind by you. This opportunity was earned by your hard work, and I hope to keep it up in the future. ”

"Today next year, the three disciples who have cultivated the highest and the hardest will get a chance to refine their zombie blood bodies. You Senior Sister Tian Tian and Senior Brother Yimei have all gotten it, and a drop of zombie blood can save you ten years, or even a lifetime. If you have a high talent, you may be able to break through from the Qi Induction Period to the Yin God Realm with a drop of zombie blood. ”

After studying martial arts for a year, forty-nine people had heard of the cultivation system of the Fu Gong Sect, and they knew very well the difference between Qi Induction Cultivators and Yin God Mages.

Taking their performance into his eyes, Shi Jian smiled with satisfaction, the number of zombie blood and ice crystal spirit fruit is limited, and it is very unrealistic to have one per person, of course, there is no problem at all to meet forty-nine people, but Shi Jian doesn't want to take it out at once.

Things that are too easy to get often do not know how to cherish.

Cultivation requires perseverance, perseverance, perseverance, and goals, they have just embarked on the path of cultivation, and they still don't understand this, Shi Jian uses resources to guide them, hoping that they will develop the habit of diligent cultivation and hard practice, and slowly find their own Dao heart in the process of cultivation.

It's a pity that Qiusheng and Wencai are too angry, and Shi Jian's hard work has been wasted in a few years.

"Since ancient times, there have been three sacrifices."

"A sacrifice to heaven and earth."

"Second Sacrifice Patriarch."

"The Three Sacrifices, the Dharma Realm, the Void, are all sacred."

Shi Jian had a smile on his face, his expression was solemn, and his voice was low, guiding his disciples to carry out the three sacrifice rituals.

After the ceremony, he said: "From today onwards, you forty-nine people are the descendants of Maoshan Huayang Temple, you should abide by the rules and precepts of the door, and do not forget to do your homework in the morning and evening." ”

Mei Wencheng hurriedly shouted: "Kneel down and worship Master!" ”

"Master!"

The little apprentices knelt on the ground in unison.

Shi Jian glanced at Mei Wencheng, the 'big apprentice', the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, after the three sacrifices were over, he would teach the Fa, there was no need to kneel and worship, Mei Wencheng added drama without authorization, it was ......

It's so satisfying.

Tian Tian reminded in a low voice: "Dad, put away the smile on your face, hurry up and start teaching the Fa, and go back to sleep as soon as you finish the transmission." ”

Shi Jian glared at her, this girl is getting less and less cute when she was a child.

"Senior Brother Lin, Four Eyes, let's start."

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