When the moonlight was at the head, the flying boat galloped up, and in less than a stick of incense, they came to the door of the main hall on the top of the mountain, and everyone entered the hall under the leadership of the Taoist.

I saw that the lights in the main hall were bright, and there were four or five Taoists standing beside each side, either contemplating, or closing their eyes and pretending to sleep.

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In the middle of the main hall, a young Taoist slowly got up and looked at the white-clothed old man who entered the hall and nodded.

"Linghezi's nephew has worked hard"

When the old man heard this, he bowed respectfully.

"Back to the head of the uncle, all the people who have recently entered the sect have been here, please show the head of the uncle"

Then he stood next to him and stood side by side with all the Taoists.

Jiang He stood among the disciples and looked up at the young man in the middle of the main hall.

Thinking in my heart, this young Taoist seems to be not as old as me, but this old man calls him uncle, and seeing that his cultivation is introverted, he can't even see it at all, and he can't help but wonder that this is a real person from Jindan.

I thought of it in my heart, but my face was even more respectful.

The head of the sect bowed slightly.

"Your disciples are young and promising, and being able to enter my sect is the prosperity of my Xuantian Sect, so you may wish to choose your disciples."

After that, he looked at the Taoists in the main hall, and saw the middle-aged Taoist with a white beard at the head waving his hand.

"Since the head of the family has an order, we should obey it"

So he pointed his finger at the people of the main hall.

"You, and you... You"

Seven or eight people were named in succession, and the named people took a step forward one after another, stood next to the middle-aged Taoist, and when the matter was over, the Taoist looked at the young man and was about to retire.

"Jin Zhufeng has finished choosing, Uncle Boss, I will retire"

After that, he left the main hall with all the disciples, leaving only the rest of the main hall and looking at each other.

The head of the Xuantian Sect shook his head and smiled.

"The nephew of the bitter bamboo master still hasn't changed his temperament back then, he is still so vigorous and resolute, even so, all the nephews and nephews will quickly choose their subordinates."

So the Taoists on both sides began to choose one by one, but under the observation of the river, this selection order seems to be quite elegant.

The white Dao person just now was the first person on the right hand, and the second person selected was behind him, and he thought in his heart that it was not so simple within this sect, and there must be a difference between high and low.

Sure enough, all the Taoist priests went down and selected one by one.

Jiang He stood in the main hall, and saw that everyone around him was selected one after another, and even Kou Zhun was selected when the third Taoist was selected, but he didn't have himself for a long time, and he couldn't help but wonder.

After a stick of incense, only the old man Linghezi who tested in the main hall did not choose a disciple, and among the disciples in this hall, only Jiang He was left here.

The old man in white shook his head slightly, his face remained unchanged, he looked at Jiang He and sighed slightly.

"That being the case, that's the fate of you and me, you can enter my Danyang Peak"

Jiang He nodded respectfully when he heard this, but he was inexplicably strange in his heart, it seems that this old man and this Danyang Peak are afraid that their status in this Xuantian Sect is not high, otherwise it will not be the turn of the master of this hall to preside over this leading platform test.

Thinking of this, he didn't listen to his footsteps, and after following the old man out of the hall, the old man pinched the trick in his hand, and a cyan flying sword appeared in front of him out of thin air.

The old man stepped on the flying sword and looked at the river, "It's not up yet"

When Jiang He heard this, he hurriedly stepped on the flying sword, and with a finger in the old man's hand, the flying sword soared into the air and went straight to the clouds.

The air was full of clouds and mist, the wind was hunting, and the old man's sword was extremely fast.

After a while, I saw a mountain peak looming in the clouds, and I thought it was Danyang Peak.

When you come to the peak, the river sees that there are more than ten courtyards and a palace here, and a stream flows down from the cliff to form a waterfall, which is not spectacular.

The old man led the river to a palace in the center and walked in slowly.

The candles in the hall were bright, and the old man motioned for the river to stop in place and walk up the steps of the hall.

Then he slowly lit three incense sticks in the incense burner, walked down the steps and bowed three times, and said with a solemn face:

"The ninth generation disciple of Danyang Peak, Linghezi, is a new disciple in the peak today, and I am here to pay respect."

The old man said, turned his head to look at the river, his face did not change, and waved his hand.

"Ten generations of disciples Jiang He didn't hurry forward, deduct the worship ceremony, and burn the incense"

Hearing this, Jiang He respectfully stepped forward to bow, then lit incense and candles, and then came to the old man again, and knelt down again.

The mouth of the venerable shouted, "Disciple Jianghe meets the master"

The old man saw that Jiang He was sensible and well-behaved this time, although his qualifications were not good, he was also happy in his heart.

hurriedly helped Jiang He up, and finally had a smile on his face.

"It doesn't have to be like this, it doesn't have to be like this, hehe, you and I are masters and apprentices, and we should be a family"

Hearing this, Jiang He slowly got up, his face was respectful, but there were some subtle thoughts in his heart that he couldn't say.

After a short time, Jiang He walked out of the hall with the old man, only to see the moon and stars sparse, the breeze on the peak, and the thoughts in his heart suddenly became clear.

The old man led Jiang He to a quiet courtyard, pointed to the courtyard and introduced it carefully.

"Apprentice, this is your future cave house, there is a ban in this courtyard, the back of the house is against the mountain stone, and there is a cave house inside, and everything in it is available, if there is anything missing, although he said that the night is quite dark tonight, you will rest for a night, and tomorrow you will start to preach your Taoism"

When Jiang He heard this, the old man turned around and left, and Jiang He stood in front of the door.

"Congratulations to the Master"

Outside the door, the old man's footsteps stopped for a while, and he couldn't help but leave with a happy face.

There was nothing to say all night, and in the early morning of the second day, Jiang He meditated early.

After washing up, he slowly waited for the old man in the house, with a lot of thoughts in his heart, and he didn't know what was mysterious about this Xuantian Sect Dao Method, and he couldn't help but have some expectations in his heart.

After a short time, the old man came to the Jianghe courtyard, and when he saw Jianghe sitting up early and waiting, he couldn't help but feel even more satisfied.

Although this son is not qualified, he has a good temperament, is polite and sensible, and is extremely well-behaved.

"Apprentice, today as a teacher, I will teach you the Tao, but before this sermon, I will introduce our Xuantian Sect to the teacher, what do you think?"

After Jiang He made a cup of spiritual tea for the old man, he stood aside respectfully.

"It's all up to the Master's arrangement"

The old man laughed when he heard this.

"That being the case, let me tell you, our Xuantian Sect has a total of nine peaks, three halls and one courtyard, more than 100 foundation elders, more than 10,000 qi training disciples, and more than 20 Jindan real people, and there are legends and Yuanying ancestors, but I have never seen it as a teacher to the place where I cultivated, and I don't know whether it is true or false."

The old man took a sip of the spiritual tea, and did not worry about Jiang He's appetite, and said with a straight face.

"Xuantian Sect is one of the three sects of Cangyun Continent, it has its own uniqueness, each peak has more than 1,000 disciples, more than 10 elders, counting the peak master, the nine peaks are out, it is the heritage of my Xuantian Sect, and there are also precept halls, law enforcement halls and Dan halls, precepts hall supervisors under the precepts and rules, although my sect is a sect of cultivation, but it also belongs to the Zhengyi, so the people are all Taoists."

With that, the old man coughed softly.

"It's just that now the world is raging with demons, my generation of monks should abide by a few bodies, not to hide from the disciples, although my Danyang Peak is also one of the nine peaks, but the people in the peak withered from time to time in the demon removal thousands of years ago, when it reached me, there were only a few people."

Jiang He's eyes flashed when he heard this, do you want to get rid of demons...

Why is there nothing wrong with the rest of the peaks, but this Danyang vein has withered to this point, but the river is associated with the strangeness of the peak valley, this matter must be strange.

The old man didn't wait for him to think, and spoke slowly.

"As a teacher, my qualifications are dull, I can't participate in the Great Dao of Enlightenment, I think that my Danyang Peak was the first peak of Xuantian back then, and now, alas, there is a lot of gossip, and I will teach you the Tao."

The old man slowly took out two quaint books and pointed to one of them.

"This is my Peak Dao Law Fire Yang Sutra, and the other is the Burning Sun Sword Technique, and these two are complementary techniques."

The old man took out another cyan ancient book, rubbed it lightly, and wiped off the dust, this cyan ancient book has not been published for some years.

"This is the secret method of my sect, the secret of Xuanqing Dao, it is the method of orthodox Daomen cultivation, you can use this as a base, and when he arrives at the end of the day, he can build a true foundation of the Daomen"

Jiang He solemnly took the three recipes, his eyes flashing.

"I don't know Master, how many methods there are to build a foundation, I look at my generation of monks, most of them practice qi, and there are also Great Perfections, why are there very few monks who build a foundation?"

When the old man heard this, he did not doubt that he had him, and stroked his beard.

"Building a foundation and building a foundation is the beginning of cultivating the truth, in fact, the monk who practices qi is not a monk, the so-called foundation building is to give birth to the Dao foundation in the dantian, the aura transforms the true qi, the circulation is endless, it will not be dispersed from the body, and it can operate spontaneously, no longer like the rootless water in the past, and the longevity has increased sharply, and the longevity is like a mortal when practicing qi, but once the foundation is built, it can live for two hundred years, and it will be doubled out of thin air."

The old man smiled again and shook his head.

"It's a good thing for a disciple to have ambitions, for more than 120 years of cultivation for my teacher, I can cultivate to the middle stage of foundation building, if... If the qualifications are not good, this foundation will not be touched for the rest of your life."

Jiang He's face remained unchanged when he heard this, but his heart was gloomy, he knew his qualifications best, so he was unwilling to ask.

"Is there no other way than qualifications?"

The old man said in the right color, "The cycle of heaven and earth, everything has a fixed number, and the matter of building a foundation can also be supplemented by pills, in fact, most monks now take the foundation building pill and get the Taoist foundation, including the teacher, after all, the natural foundation is not for those who are heroic and can't do it"

When Jiang He heard this, his heart ignited confidence again, so he consulted Linghezi many times, and some of the cultivation doubts that he didn't understand in the past were actually solved.

So my heart was even more happy. After some consultation, the sky had gradually darkened, and Jiang He sent off the old man, and in the courtyard, he muttered to himself, "Tsukidan?"