Chapter 13 Preaching Disciples

It was already evening when Liang Yan returned to the dormitory. At this time, Sun and Li had already returned. Sun, Qian and Li were still sleeping soundly in the dormitory with the door closed, while Li Dali was practicing his luck in the courtyard. When he saw Liang Yan coming back, he immediately stood up and said enthusiastically: "Brother Liang, you are finally back. I think if you don't come back, I will go find you."

"Oh?" Liang Yan asked strangely, "I wonder what Brother Li is looking for?"

"Brother Liang is still a beginner. You don't know that tomorrow is the preaching conference for our handyman disciples, right?"

Liang Yan frowned and asked, "Preaching conference?"

"Exactly, although our handyman disciples cannot enter the Chuan Gong Pavilion to read our sect's martial arts and magical powers, the sect will send a top disciple from the outer sect every six months to teach our handyman disciples and solve their doubts. This preaching conference is very important to us. It’s a great thing for us, and I’m afraid that Brother Liang might miss it without knowing it, so I came here to tell you.”

Liang Yan felt warm in his heart and said gratefully, "Thank you, Brother Li, for telling me."

Li Dali waved his hand and said: "You are too polite. We servant disciples have a very low status in the sect, and there are only three of us in the formation. We must support each other. What do you have in the future? Just tell me if you have any difficulties, I will never refuse if I can help."

Liang Yan thought to himself: "Although Li Dali's cultivation level is not high, he is a person who can make friends with his ancient ways." Then he smiled and said: "Brother Li is generous and I admire him. I will trouble Brother Li in the future."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and Li Dali added: "Actually, Brother Liang is unlucky enough to be assigned to this place. I think I had no choice but to choose this place."

Liang Yan said: "Actually, it doesn't matter. I like peace and quiet, and this place is not bad."

"Brother Liang doesn't know that our sect's resource supply is that the inner disciples receive eight spirit stones and three spirit-gathering pills per month; the outer disciples receive three spirit stones and one spirit-gathering pill per month; and our handyman disciples , in fact, there is also a spiritual stone every month, and a spiritual gathering pill every six months."

"Oh, is there such a thing? Then why have I never received one?" Before he finished speaking, Liang Yan already understood. "Could it be Wang Yuan?"

Li Dali glanced at him, nodded and said: "Brother Liang, it's good that you know. We, the handyman disciples, don't have any status in the sect. Even if we complain to the Law Pavilion, no one may pay attention. Moreover, Wang Yuan also has a younger sister. He is extremely talented, became an outer disciple, and now serves in the Dharma Pavilion. There is no way we can defeat him."

Liang Yan nodded and thought deeply. He had the spiritual stones given by the old monk, plus the spiritual stones he had taken from Chen Chong and others, which amounted to more than three hundred pieces. There was no shortage of spiritual stones, but he had a huge sum of money. People's hearts are unpredictable, but we should be careful not to show it.

When Li Dali saw him bowing his head and saying nothing, he thought he was depressed, so he explained: "Brother Liang, there is no need to be so depressed. You must know that the path to immortality is difficult, and it is extremely difficult for us to try to practice against heaven. Now working in the sect, It's better than ordinary people, some of whom have no food to eat, and some who are ravaged by war and live in danger. We are not very high in cultivation, but we can stay in such a spiritual cultivation treasure land. In fact, it is thanks to the blessing of the sect that we can live a hundred years. Next year, I will have no illness, no pain, and die without illness. This is the dream of many mortals."

Liang Yan smiled solemnly and said, "Brother Li is very clear-eyed." He had great ambitions and had the hatred of killing his father. He never thought of living here for the rest of his life, so he was unwilling to discuss this issue with Li Dali. , only exchanged a few words in a hurry, and then went back to the room to rest.

Early the next morning, Liang Yan pushed the door open and found Sun and Li already waiting in the courtyard. Sun Qianli glanced at him and said impatiently: "Everyone is here, can we leave now?"

Li Dali smiled honestly: "Let's go, the three of us will go together."

So Sun and Li led the way, and Liang Yan followed closely. They walked for about half a day, and when it was close to noon, they arrived in front of a green mountain peak. At the foot of the mountain stood a stone tablet with the inscription "Xuanji Peak" Three words. Everyone climbed up the stairs. The mountain was low. After a while, they reached the top of the mountain and saw a huge white jade square appearing in front of Liang Yan.

The white jade square is tens of feet in diameter and is square in shape. There are four jade sculptures standing in the four corners. They are a young man writing a pen, a woman playing the piano, a middle-aged man holding a picture scroll, and an old man meditating in front of the chessboard. There were hundreds of futons placed in the middle of the square, most of which were already seated.

Liang Yan raised his eyes and glanced around. Most of them were at the second level of Qi training, only a few were at the third level of Qi training, and almost none were at the first level. Although everyone is wearing gray shirts of similar style, the details are different. Some people have an alchemy furnace painted on the front of their coats, obviously they are alchemy disciples, while some have a talisman painted on the same position, obviously. He is a disciple of Fumai. As for Liang Yan and the other three, they wore an octagonal array plate on their clothes.

Liang Yan silently calculated and found that there were more than 80 Danmai disciples in the field, and about 30 Fumai disciples. As for the four groups of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, there were more than 50 people, and they were the only ones in the formation. There are only three people with the least pulse.

Liang Yan smiled bitterly in his heart, and followed Li Dali, Sun Qian and Li to sit down on an empty futon. Sitting next to her was a female Qin Dao disciple. She frowned when she saw Liang Yan and the others sitting there. She glanced at a few people with disgust, then moved the futon under her body a few inches to the side.

Just listening to a few people whispering around, one of the round-faced female disciples said: "Did you see, those are the two most useless people among our Yixing Pavilion servant disciples. I heard that they have been practicing for more than three years and they are still at the first level of Qi training. .”

Another rather mean-looking female disciple said: "Isn't that right? Although our handyman disciples have a low status in the sect, Yixing Pavilion is the largest sect in the Yue Kingdom. Even the handyman disciples are naturally higher than Compared with the casual cultivators outside the sect, these two people have low talents and are not willing to make progress. They are simply not worthy of being with us. They are really a disgrace to us."

At this time, a male disciple also said: "The boy next to them is very eye-catching. Is he a new handyman disciple from Zhenmai?"

"Hmph, as the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together and people flock together, so anyone who is with those two losers is naturally a loser too."

"Hahaha, what Brother Liu said is absolutely true!"

These people scoffed at the three people of Zhenmai with their words, as if they were born in the Qin Dao and were born noble, so they were not comparable to the three of them.

Although the voices of these people were not loud, they did not deliberately lower their voices. At this moment, it was clearly heard in the ears of Liang Yan and others. Li Dali and Sun Qianli both had angry looks on their faces. But Liang Yan smiled slightly and didn't mind at all. At this time, he looked at his nose with his eyes, his nose at his heart, and he was sitting cross-legged, as if the old god was there.

While everyone in the square was still whispering, a burst of sandalwood suddenly floated from a distance, like orchids in an empty valley, sweeping away the irritability in people's hearts. Then a scholar came up from the mountain path. He was wearing a moon-white robe, a Confucian scarf on his head, and a sharp sword at his waist. He was holding an incense burner in his right hand, with a red sandalwood stick inserted in it.

"Here we come, this person is Brother Zhuo Bufan, who ranks among the top three disciples in the outer courtyard. His cultivation has reached the peak of the seventh level of Qi training. This time, he is the preaching disciple." The conversation suddenly shifted to the scholar who suddenly appeared. On the body.

"He is indeed a talented person. I heard that his uncle is one of the cabinet elders and has extraordinary strength. This person's future is limitless."

Some female disciples looked like they were infatuated and murmured to themselves: "Zhuo Bufan, Zhuo Bufan, it is indeed Zhuo Bufan."

Zhuo Bufan took a look at the expressions of everyone in the field, his expression did not change at all, he jumped up and sat on the podium in the field, put down the incense burner with his right hand, and said: "Junior brothers and sisters, Zhuo is not talented, because this time Preaching disciples, if you have any questions during the sermon, feel free to ask them, Zhuo will tell you everything he knows."

Then he pointed to the incense burner beside him and said, "What Zhuo brought is the incense of Ning Shen, which will help you to realize the truth. This opportunity is hard to come by. I hope you will cherish it."

"What? It's actually Ning Shenxiang!"

There was another uproar in the audience. Ningshen Incense is an expensive treasure. It has the effect of calming the mind and assisting in cultivation. It is very helpful in breaking through bottlenecks and nourishing the soul. Not to mention their handyman disciples, even the outer disciples, it was difficult to get one, but Zhuo Bufan was actually willing to share it at a sermon meeting.

All the disciples in the field were excited and admired Zhuo Bufan immensely. At this time, an older handyman disciple in the alchemy line coughed and said: "Senior Brother Zhuo is an outstanding person in terms of cultivation and character. We admire you. Everyone should be quiet now." For a moment, I would like to listen respectfully to Senior Brother Zhuo’s teachings.”

As soon as these words came out, the place fell silent for an instant. Zhuo Bufan nodded with satisfaction towards the alchemy disciple, and then slowly said: "We monks practice against nature. The road is difficult and dangerous, and only those with great perseverance can do it." It can't be accomplished. The journey of cultivation is nothing more than refining the essence into Qi, refining Qi into spirit, and practicing the spirit to return to emptiness; even the essence and qi merge, the qi and the spirit merge, and the spirit is hidden in the emptiness. Therefore, all the spirits in the world and the roots of all things are Practicing Qi and nourishing the mind, step by step.”

The breeze was blowing softly and the sandalwood was curling up. On the Xuanji Peak, Zhuo Bufan was preaching. Everyone listened quietly. You could hear a needle drop in the field. The more than 300 servant disciples were so mesmerized that time passed unknowingly.

"So, practicing qi requires regulating the mind. If the state of mind is unstable, there will be many dangers in practicing in the future. If the inner demon invades when you break through, your cultivation will regress, and it will be difficult to make progress in this life; in the worst case, you will become possessed by evil, and you will never recover." Zhuo Bufan said By now, it was already dusk, and everyone suddenly came back to their senses, feeling that they had benefited a lot.

Even Liang Yan felt that he had gained a lot. Although he had been taught by the old monk before, they mostly urged him to memorize the mantras and practice the Dharma diligently. He did not elaborate too much on some basic knowledge of introductory cultivation. However, this outstanding monk The senior brother's sermon solved many of the puzzled questions he had in his previous practice.

At this time, someone asked: "The inner demons are so powerful. Can we practice talismans and other methods to rest our souls and get rid of the inner demons?"

The person who asked the question was a chess disciple. Zhuo Bufan shook his head and replied: "As monks, we should focus on our own cultivation first. The higher the cultivation level, the longer the lifespan, and the greater the magical power, then you can practice the second level of Qi. The mission is to improve your cultivation before considering these heresy." After hearing this, the chess disciple who asked the question nodded in shame and sat down.

Then a tall man from Danmai stood up and saluted, and asked: "Senior Brother Zhuo, after I reached the peak of the third level of Qi training, I obviously felt that my practice was stagnant and my progress was slow. What I practiced was Taihe Lihuo Jue. I don't know why. If there is any problem, please tell me."

Zhuo Bufan smiled gently and said: "Actually, this is not a hurdle for Junior Brother Tang. I have said before that monks practice against nature and are not tolerated by heaven and earth. There are three major difficulties in this Qi refining period. One is the third level of Qi refining. The peak is to break through to the fourth level, the second is to break through the seventh level of Qi training to the eighth level, and the last level is naturally the last step to break through to the ninth level of Qi training, the foundation of the spiritual platform."

"The difficulty of the first two of these three levels is not much different. If you are slightly better qualified, you only need to practice hard and you will eventually be able to break through; if you are poor, you may need the help of elixirs to break through. As for this last level, it is said that it is difficult to compare To ascend to heaven, monks can only be considered among the immortal cultivators after building a foundation, and we Qi-training monks are only slightly better than ordinary top inner masters."

"That's it." Many disciples at the third level of Qi training in the audience looked as if they had suddenly realized something.

At this time, a beautiful female disciple of Qin Dao suddenly asked: "I have long heard that Senior Brother Zhuo is a master of Qin and Sword, and he is one of the best among men. Will my little girl be lucky enough to catch a glimpse of Senior Brother Zhuo's Qin and Sword style?" After saying this, he lowered his head. She didn't dare to look at him, but her face was blushing, which made her even more charming.

As soon as these words came out, most of the female disciples in the field also echoed their words, all wanting to see the extraordinary piano skills and swordsmanship. Zhuo Bufan frowned slightly, then relaxed his brows and sighed, "That's all, I'll let you guys take a look."