In the early morning of the second day, Sima Wenzhi woke up and stood up on the edge of the bed. Last night he slept leaning on the edge of the bed, and the wounded General Gao lay prone on the bed.

After a few days of bumps and fatigue, he slept fairly soundly last night, and when he woke up, he began to stretch his waist.

Yesterday, after the hour was about to pass and no one walked outside the house, Ling Shuang left.

Although the Shangqing Sect does not taboo disciples to be alone, if Ling Shuang stays here overnight and is known by others, the two will be at a loss. Under the melon field and plum, the things that should be avoided should be avoided carefully.

When he was about to leave, Ling Shuang told him another thing. Soon after the mountain gate reopened, the three-vein competition that had not been held in Qingxuan Mountain for several years would also be reopened.

After Ling Shuang finished speaking, he told Sima that he didn't need to worry too much about it. Although she has not participated in the Three Veins Competition, she knows the rules of the competition, and only those who are Taoist cultivators and above are eligible to participate.

Sima Wenzhi's heart warmed after hearing this.

In the Shangqing Palace, everyone knew that he was already a Taoist cultivator, but Ling Shuang didn't know it. This was the same as he guessed, Ling Shuang came without delay the moment he learned of his return.

After a while, General Gao also woke up from his bed, struggling to get up.

"Don't move. Seeing this, Sima Wenzhi hurriedly stepped forward to stop it.

The rattan whip that whipped him yesterday was very strange, and after the night, the wound should have been the most red and swollen. But at this time, not only is there no more blood, but the redness and swelling are gradually receding.

"The last general will obey His Highness's orders. General Gao no longer struggled to get up. When responding, change back to the previous title.

After Sima asked, his brows furrowed.

"Uncle Gao, you can still call me a son in the future. "General Gao is not a disciple of Qingxuanshan, and Sima asked him to have no title within the sect. After a moment's thought, he opened his mouth to inform that the two of them were still using their previous names.

After hearing this, the corners of General Gao's eyebrows rose.

A few moments later, someone brought the morning food. Someone should have informed the person who came over that the morning food was a double portion, and it was all rice.

The world is difficult, and the life of the secular people is difficult at this time, and the food and feeding that were sent to Sima Wenzhi before are also wheat rice.

Rice is much finer than wheat rice, and when he was in Jiankang, only the eunuchs and powerful people ate it, so it can be seen that the wheat rice became rice and someone made an explanation.

The rice was thick, and the two of them had not eaten yesterday, and they were indeed hungry in their stomachs. General Gao's injury did not affect his appetite, and Sima asked him to compensate for it, and most of the two morning meals were used by him.

When the two of them were eating the morning food, another disciple came to tell them. The chief celestial Chengzi gave a decree and summoned Sima Wenzhi to go to his residence at a moment to discuss something.

Tianchengzi's status is noble, and Sima Wenzhi's cultivation is low, and this summoning should be something to explain. The doorman said that he was taking into account his feelings and intended to show goodwill.

General Gao was bedridden, and Sima Wenzhi didn't want to go, so he had to go. When he hesitated, Ling Shuang came again.

Seeing Sima asking's hesitation, Ling Shuang asked the reason, and then left. After a short time, he brought other disciples and signaled that this person could take care of him temporarily.

Ling Shuang did not express his willingness to stay and take care of General Gao, and Sima was puzzled. Lingshuang is an ancient man with a warm heart, and his techniques are very delicate, so he is the ideal candidate in his heart.

Ling Shuang has her own thoughts, this person is the elder of the "little master" family, she has a strange feeling in her heart, and she is a little guilty.

As soon as the time arrived, Ling Shuang and Sima Wenzhi went out one after another and left separately.

Tian Chengzi really has something to explain, which is related to Sima Wen's future path.

"A few days ago, the three cases agreed that the mountain gate would be reopened in a few days. Tian Chengzi spoke first.

"This matter has its own decision of the master and uncle, and the disciple will follow the placement. Sima asked him without surprise, he knew about it yesterday.

"When the mountain gate was reopened, the three veins began at the same time. Tian Chengzi spoke again.

"Master and Uncle cultivate to the sky, and will definitely win the first prize. Sima asked a little surprised, Tian Chengzi said "at the same time", and Ling Shuang said "after".

"The main affairs of the three veins will not end in the competition, only the Taoist and the divine man will be cultivated as disciples. What Tian Chengzi said afterwards was different from the news that Sima asked him that he had only known.

The three-pulse ratio is compared to the future of the three pulses. The three and four generations of disciples who have cultivated in the realm of Taoists and gods and men are the foundation for the continuation of the future of the three sects.

"Although the nephew of the earth spirit master is already a Taoist cultivator, his magic skills are low. I intend to improve your skills from this point on. At this time, Sima asked that there was no magic at all, and Tianchengzi said that it was "low" and intended to cover it up for him.

"Disciple, Shan was previously told that after the door was reopened, the new disciples would study the Sutra Spell Method together. Sima asked if he didn't know if it was okay and responded.

What Ling Shuang said yesterday made him understand that he had misunderstood Tianchengzi before, and he felt a little guilty in his heart. At this time, although Tian Chengzi intended to help, he had no intention of bothering again.

If there is no accident, the new people who will be promoted after that are all disciples of the word "Yuan". Tian Chengzi reminded him. Sima asked only one case, and in the future, the new disciples will all be arranged according to the characters of Qingxuanshan, and it is the turn of the word "Yuan".

"Thank you for the reminder. Tian Chengzi's words, Sima asked clearly. In the future, if he practices in the same room with the disciples of the "Yuan" generation, it will be inconvenient and I am afraid that there will be criticism.

After Sima Wenzhi agreed, Tian Chengzi continued to explain other things.

The three patriarchs of Qingxuan Mountain, when they established the Taoist realm and Taoist inheritance, the three sects had their own emphasis. Taiqing Yimai is good at the art of Danding, Yuqing Yimai prefers golden rules, and Shangqing Yimai has many domineering techniques.

The medicinal pill enhances cultivation, and when the cultivation reaches the realm of immortals, the upper realm will descend to welcome the immortal heavenly officials.

The golden rule comprehends the way of heaven, the avenue is three thousand, and the path is tens of thousands, and after understanding one, it can also be cultivated to ascend to the upper realm.

The spell is domineering, and when the spell is clear, it triggers the induction of heaven and earth, and it can also fly to the upper realm by breaking the boundary with force.

For more than 1,000 years, the three sects have learned from each other's strengths and integrated with each other. At this point, although there is a boundary, it is no longer obvious. After the monks of the three sects were introduced, they had to dabble in the knowledge of Danding, magic, scriptures, runes, kanyu, divination, and Qihuang.

There are thousands of roads to heaven, and the sects are all laid down. As for which one the disciples choose and what achievements they have, they all have their own destiny.

More than an hour later, Sima Wenzhi walked out of Tianchengzi's residence and walked towards the lower peak. The places where the Shangqing Sect teaches the skills of its disciples are all at the lower peak.

Along the way, he walked fast. At this time, noon was approaching, and he had to go to several art halls before feeding, and there was not much time.

Sima Wenzhi's fondness for Qingxuanshan Gate mostly comes from his longing and desire for Taoist magic. Fang was in the residence, and Tianchengzi's suggestion to him was to put the magic hall at the bottom. As for the reason, it is that the head of the magic hall, Di Guzi, is mean and weird, and it is not easy to get along.

After a short time, Sima Wenzhi returned to the lower peak and went to the magic hall first.

He did not listen to Tian Chengzi's opinion because he had his own ideas.

People in the world prefer to do things from easy to difficult, step by step. And he prefers to go from difficult to easy, this matter must be done after all, and after overcoming all difficulties, the rest can be done in one go.

"Is this helping him, or helping myself, or helping Shangqing..." When Sima Wenzhi was about to enter the magic hall, in the residence, Tianchengzi muttered to himself.