Chapter 7: Girl, Don't
Unlike the stunned eyes of the other disciples, Chen Yuanzhi felt that this welcome ceremony was quite cordial. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
How to put it, it's like the entrance ceremony of the original world high school.
Back then, Chen Yuan had just been admitted to a key high school in the market. At the orientation meeting at the beginning of the school year, since the president had to accompany the leaders of the inspection, the director of the Academic Affairs Office was asked to make the presiding speech on his behalf.
At that time, the director shouted slogans such as "fight for three springs, summers, autumns and winters, fight for the college entrance examination without regrets" and other slogans, but the pink and tender freshmen in the audience were enthusiastic.
also didn't attend, the principal of the year went to pat the leader's ass, I don't know if the current head of the house is also stammering beside him, Chen Yuan thought maliciously.
In this world, the Jindan period claims to be a real person, and the Yuan infant period is a true monarch, and above the distraction, you can be called the Taoist ancestor. And at this moment, Ling Daozun, the great monk of the Distraction Period and the head of the twenty-seventh assignment of the Heavenly Sect, who had always looked serious and not angry in front of outsiders, was looking at the little girl in front of him with a doting face.
"I haven't seen each other for a few years, and I didn't think that Yao'er has grown into a big girl. Yao'er is only fourteen this year, and she is already a monk in the foundation building period, but she is really a little genius. By the way, did you tell your father that he was here?" Ling Daozun's expression was extremely amiable.
"No, I sneaked out while my father was in retreat. Daddy is so hateful, he himself is either busy worrying about the major affairs of the sect or practicing in retreat every day, and he never has time to accompany me, and what is even more annoying is that he is not allowed to play with me. ā
"Why doesn't your father let others play with you?" Ling Daozun asked with concern, his gaze casually sweeping somewhere in the void behind the little girl.
"A few days ago, Senior Brother Feng carved a pair of ducks from wood and gave them to me to play, but my father destroyed the two ducks after he found out, and said that Senior Brother Feng had bad intentions, and finally asked Senior Brother Feng to go down the mountain to find the Seven Unique Flowers and come back, saying that he was not allowed to return to the mountain until he found it for three years. The little girl pouted: "Everyone knows that the Seven Absolute Flowers were extinct as early as a thousand years ago......
Ling Daozun secretly said in his heart: Two ducks, can make your father so angry, then Senior Brother Feng gave you a pair of mandarin ducks. This silly girl......"
"By the way, Grandpa Ling, don't tell Daddy that I'm here with you, otherwise Daddy will send someone to arrest me again. The little girl said aggrievedly: "Yao'er is so pitiful, she is forced by her father to practice at home every day, and no one has played with me yet." ā
"If you want to call uncle, not grandpa!!" Ling Daozun's face was full of black lines, I just look old, is it okay, your father is still my senior brother.
"Got it, Grandpa Ling. By the way, I heard that there are many springs converging into a waterfall on the top of the peak cliff here, hanging in the air like a white practice, the water vapor is filled, and the rainbow can always be seen between the cliffs, Yao'er wants to see it. ā
"It's uncle......" Ling Daozun corrected the little girl's title a little weakly, "Go ahead, in uncle's place, you can play as long as you want." ā
"That's not good, Daddy said that he only retreated for half a month this time, and I want to go back before he gets out of the customs, so that Daddy won't be noticed." Xiao Ai and I have been traveling all the way from home for nine days, and we have to leave three days to rush home, so there is only ...... left Fifteen minus nine and then three ...... There are six days left, right, little love?"
The little girl clasped her fingers together and looked uncertainly at the girl standing behind her.
This girl is graceful but dressed as a maid, which is the little love in the little girl's mouth.
"Yes, three days ......" Xiao Ai said slowly, only to see her holding her forehead with her hand, looking at her young lady helplessly, completely unaware of why the young lady who is eccentric and talented in cultivation on weekdays becomes helpless when she encounters numbers......"
"Oh, okay" the little girl's voice sounded a little embarrassed, "No matter, now I'll go to the top of the cliff to play, Xiao Ai, you and the senior brother sent by Grandpa Ling will go to find out who destroyed the Silver Mist Flower, and after finding out, you must help me teach him a hard lesson." You know, the silver mist flower is, but it'......"
"I understand, miss. Xiao Ai looked at her young lady with a hint of understanding and sympathy in her eyes.
When the little girl and her maid had left, there was a ripple in the void, and a dark shadow suddenly appeared in the place where there had been nothing. The black shadow hugged his fist at Ling Daozun and was about to leave.
"Come with me, I have a letter for the sect master," Ling Daozun said, "Don't worry, I'm safe here, no one will hurt Miss." ā
The shadow thought for a moment and paused.
Ling Daozun took the black shadow to the cave where he lived every day, and the black shadow stopped in front of the door. Ling Daozun ignored him and went straight back to the house to write a letter.
In front of the desk, Ling Daozun's eyebrows were furrowed, as if something was making him puzzled.
"Ancestor...... Yi Tiandu...... Chen Yuan ......" Ling Daozun muttered in his mouth, and then he shook his head and smiled secretly in his heart: I think about what I am doing so much, let the sect master worry about such difficult things, and then put pen to paper.
The flowers bloom in two, one on each branch. After Chen Yuan's ceremony, he went to the attic with the flow of people. The disciples of the Pavilion were kind and polite, but they resolutely refused the request of these newcomers to visit the library upstairs, and admonished: You are so ambitious. Then each person had a book of introductory mental methods and spiritual understanding, and they were all sent out.
Looking at the "Six Heavenly Lotus Sutra Introductory Heart Decision" in his hand, Chen Yuan didn't want to go back for the time being, so he stayed away from the flow of people and walked in a random direction.
Chen Yuan had two expectations before the competition. I hope to find a method that can be cultivated without a dantian, or that the powerful monks in the door can help shape a dantian for themselves. Now, turning over the introductory method, Chen Yuan knows that most of his first expectation has been disappointed.
This introductory mental method still only records the method of breathing during the qi refining period, and does not involve the content after the foundation is built at all. Compared with the vomiting of large road goods, it is just a more efficient method of swallowing and exhaling aura, and the words "Na Ling into the dantian" on the paper are impressive.
As for the second expectation, hehe, it's just a thought. There is no scalpel in this world, and there is no need to worry about being sliced. But this is the world of cultivating immortals, who knows if there are any weird methods such as soul searching and snatching away...... Chen Yuan didn't want to risk his life to test the kindness of others.
It seems that if you want to improve your cultivation, you can only rely on your devouring ability for the time being.
On that day, although he found that he could also devour the spiritual energy contained in the spirit grass, the spiritual energy in the spirit grass was much less than that of the spirit stone.
It's just that the spirit stone is the most important cultivation resource, and all the mineral veins that have been discovered in this world have been divided up by the various sects, and they are regarded as the sect's heavy place and strictly guarded.
If you want to obtain spirit stones, you can basically only get them from the sect.
For example, in this distribution, as a miscellaneous servant, the monthly salary is only one spirit stone, while the inner disciples can receive ten spirit stones and a number of Peiyuan pills from the sect every month, and the disciples who perform well and complete the tasks of the sect have additional rewards.
I also heard that the true disciples who have passed the assessment of the main sect can get a massive supply of resources from the sect.
Therefore, Chen Yuan secretly made up his mind, and for the time being, he relied on the big tree of Ying Tianzong to strive to improve his status in the sect.
After some thoughts, Chen Yuan looked up and found that he was walking against the flow of people, and before he knew it, he had reached the top of the cliff in the back mountain.
Chen Yuan had never been here before, and he couldn't help but enjoy the scenery on the top of the cliff.
Suddenly, Chen Yuan found that there seemed to be a figure standing on the edge of the cliff.
After taking a few steps closer, I saw that the figure was a woman in red, and I saw her looking at the clouds and mist swirling between the peaks, her expression was sad, and her behavior seemed to be about to jump off the cliff and commit suicide!
Chen Yuan was startled, ran a few steps, pounced on the woman, and shouted: "Girl, don't!"