Chapter 61 Guests From Luanjing Mountain

On the last day of the year, a soft light snow fell from the sky. The snowflakes fell to the ground and did not melt, adding a layer of sobriety to the late spring scene of Yangshen Peak.

The 628th anniversary of the thirty-seventh ancestor of the Taoism has ended like this. This snow is the only way to celebrate at Yangshen Peak, which lasts until midnight. In the new year, the light food will not change, and the daily homework will not change. Although the situation has changed, the disciples are still full of expectations: disciples from various major lineages are about to arrive, and the first group is the female disciple of Luanjing Mountain who has attracted much attention.

As the retained disciples said, the day of remembering ancestors at the end of the month has been postponed, which means that everyone can remember their ancestors with the guests. The male disciples talked a lot and exaggerated the beauty of the guests to an unparalleled level. The disciples also talked a lot, feeling that this year His mood was too excited, and he finally attributed it to Mu Xingqiu.

"He disturbed people's hearts, but he also activated them." Lin Sa explained to several retained disciples why the disciples did not stop Mu Xingqiu, "The way to obey the sky is not to force yourself to obey the heavens, but to do it willingly. Put your mind into it Suppressing or hiding it can only have a temporary effect. It is beneficial to indulge once in a while. When you calm down again, you will find that you are more determined than before. "

"What if I can't take it back?" Zhou Ping touched the back of his head. He had developed this habit since his martial arts competition with Mu Xingqiu.

"That proves that he is not suitable for cultivation. Instead of wasting his time at Yangshen Peak, it is better to go to the 'Zhiyong Institute' to learn a secular craft."

"Zhiyongsuo" is a place for "wasted people". It is only one step away from being expelled from Pangshan. Its name made the disciples restrain themselves for two days, but soon, Lin Dujiao's saying "The law of obeying the sky is not forced." "Self-shuntian" played a greater role, and almost all disciples were engaging in "beneficial indulgences."

Xiaoqiu is one of the very few disciples who has not "indulged". He still climbs the mountain every evening, even if it snows, and returns to the dormitory when he is exhausted so that he can sleep deeper - even though he firmly believes that disciples can freely choose to inherit. He still doesn't want to dream about the image of a female heir to an unknown family.

On the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, the female disciples from Luanjing Mountain arrived on time and they would stay for three days.

The dining room was a bit chaotic this morning. Everyone gulped down their rice quickly and hurried to Sizu Hall. Xiaoqiu still had half a bowl of rice left, and her friends in Yelin Town had already gotten up and were getting ready to set off.

"Brother Xiaoqiu, hurry up." Daliang urged.

"Don't be so anxious, there are just a few female disciples, and it's not like Pangshan doesn't have any." Xiao Qiu said, but she still speeded up her meal.

"Uh, it's not that." Daliang picked up Xiaoqiu who was still chewing rice, "You will know your cultivation today, and the Liuguang Baojian should recognize you this time."

Almost all the male disciples arrived at Sizu Hall in advance. They finally remembered some of the rules and arranged themselves in an orderly manner. They just kept turning their heads to look back at the other entrance.

The female disciples of Pangshan arrived one after another. They walked to their positions with their heads held high and expressionless. They never glanced at the male disciples who were more than ten steps away. Only Xiao Qingtao and Fangfang looked at Xiao Qingtao when they passed by. Qiu smiled teasingly.

As the hour approached, Sizu Hall gradually returned to its usual quiet state. The male disciples stood upright and no longer looked around, but their expressions were a little too serious.

The Dujiao who is leading the team today is Yang Baozhen. Her expression and behavior are no different from usual. Ever since they heard the rumors that she and her husband insist on not ending their relationship, the Dujiao's face does not seem so cold to the disciples.

"You all know the procedures for remembering your ancestors on the day." Yang Baozhen walked between Juding and Hong Zhong, "But today there are guests with you to remember your ancestors, so I want to say a few more words: First,

Don't disturb the guest. If her things accidentally fall on the floor, let them stay there. You don't need to remind them, let alone pick them up. Secondly, remembering ancestors helps practice practice. The only one in the Nine Great Traditions is Pang Shan. Disciples can experience it once a month, so please cherish it and don't be distracted by useless things; third, especially don't talk too much. If a guest asks you a question, answer it truthfully, but please try to be brief, more than ten words, please reflect on whether you Distracted. "

After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, the guest arrived.

After talking for so many days and receiving so many reminders from Du Jiao, it was too difficult not to look at him. Even the female disciple could no longer pretend to be indifferent and turned her head to look at the guest with a scrutinizing gaze.

There are not many disciples in Luanjing Mountain, about sixty or so. At first glance, the disciples in Pangshan were all disappointed: they did not have the rumored beauty at all, they were just a group of extremely ordinary girls!

They wore purple-collared blue robes and were no different from the female disciples of Pangshan. However, instead of wearing high buns, their long hair was rolled into a delicate circle and decorated with hostas of various colors.

The new disciples felt that they had been deceived and looked dissatisfied at the retained disciples who had created the rumors, but what they got were meaningful looks back...

Yang Baozhen ignored the little tricks that happened under his nose and met the Tujiao from Luanjing Mountain. She was a middle-aged woman who was dressed exactly the same as her disciples. Only the hair ring seemed bigger. Her appearance was not as good as Yang's. All teach.

The stone door on the wall was opened, and the guests from Luanjing Mountain came forward. This was the first and probably only time they thought about their ancestor. They were a little nervous, so their steps were a little faster, their eyes were lowered, and they didn't dare to look around. They had to be careful when passing Yang Baozhen. Perform the rites of Taoism.

Next came Pang Shan's female disciples, and then the male disciples. The first one in line was a retained disciple who couldn't wait to take steps forward.

Yang Baozhen moved to block the door, staring at more than 200 male disciples sternly, with a rare and clear attitude, silently warning everyone to remember her three reminders before. Although it was not an order, it had corresponding binding force.

The male disciples immediately slowed down their pace, trying to be calm and focused on their breathing.

Yang Baozhen made way for the cave entrance.

His premonition was wrong. Yang Baozhen proved that he was indeed a Taoist priest in the Starfall Realm. Facing the disciple who had a serious conflict with his own son, he did not show any special expression, and was so cold that he seemed not to notice that this was the last person to enter the Patriarch Tower.

Xiaoqiu could not help but be alert and walked a little faster. Only then did Yang Baozhen cast a warning look, which was no different from treating ordinary disciples.

Xiaoqiu thought of Xin Youtao's words about the gap in status, and felt that he had lost a move in this silent confrontation, so he gathered his mind and put aside his thoughts. This was easier for him because he was not curious about today's guests, and even had a little disgust because they reminded him of the nameless department with only 29 female disciples.

Walking into the small hall, looking down at the huge shallow basin, Xiaoqiu secretly told himself that he would never choose the nameless department, and then plunged into the vortex.

His mind was blank, and a strange voice echoed like an empty hall: "The ears are open, the thunder tribulation has been passed, and it's over."

It was not until he stood firmly on the ground that Xiaoqiu realized that it was his own voice, which sounded unexpectedly childish, completely different from what he usually heard.

This time, there was no partner waiting for him. The disciples of Yelin Town had dispersed and went to the area where he had contemplated the ancestor last time.

The Flowing Light Treasure Mirror finally identified him. Xiao Qiu breathed a sigh of relief, but also felt a sense of disappointment. Surviving the thunder tribulation was real, not a dream, but the other five orifices were not opened, not to mention the three fields. The memories after the cave of reflection were ultimately empty. He boasted to his companions, and even climbing the Yangshen Peak lost more than half of its meaning.

With a lot of thoughts in his mind, Xiao Qiu took a few steps and found that the interior of the Patriarch Tower was different today. It seemed brighter, and there was a faint fragrance. He looked around and saw that the disciples of Pangshan who came in first were standing separately, but they did not enter the state of imagination. They were all staring at the guests, even those female disciples who had shown disdain before were no exception.

The Flowing Light Treasure Mirror washed away all the magic disguises, and the female disciples of Luanjing Mountain revealed their true faces. The increased brightness and fragrance came from them.

This is indeed a group of stunningly beautiful girls. Although they are of similar age, they seem to come from different worlds. Their skin, hair and clothes all have different colors. The same Taoist robes look like silk on the disciples of Luanjing Mountain.

Most of the disciples of Luanjing Mountain have been thinking about the ancestors. A few of them are still awake. They are at a loss under the gazes of so many people, and they all look at the Dujiao for help.

The middle-aged female Dujiao is a tall girl. Her face is both pure like a girl and cold and arrogant like a noblewoman. Everyone wants to take a look at her, but no one dares to take a second look. She doesn't care about the help of her disciples and the gaze of the disciples of Pangshan. She walks around casually. She cherishes this opportunity to enter the ancestral tower again, but she is not in a hurry to enter the state of thinking about the ancestors.

Yang Baozhen has arrived. Compared with the Dujiao of Luanjing Mountain, her appearance is slightly inferior, but her eyes are more powerful. The disciples retract their eyes and start to think.

Soon, only a few people were still awake in the ancestral tower, and Xiaoqiu was one of them. He wanted to find another inheritance as soon as possible, but he couldn't get into the state. He could only circle slowly, turning around every time when he was about to enter the area of ​​the nameless department.

Although he couldn't think of his ancestors, he found some very interesting things: most of the disciples of Luanjing Mountain stayed in the Lantern Department, the Mirror Department also attracted a lot of people, and there was no one in the Five Elements Department area, which was in sharp contrast to the disciples of Pangshan.

Female disciples are not suitable for slaying demons. .ah.cm Xiaoqiu thought about it, and his doubts about Grandma Feng were much less. She must have run away because she couldn't deal with the demons.

He also saw something he hadn't noticed last time. Prince Xin Youtao of Xijie Kingdom was standing alone in the Talisman Department area. Xiaoqiu laughed dumbly. He remembered that Lin Dujiao had introduced that although the Taoist tradition had a Talisman Department, it had been declining for thousands of years and was not as good as the Longbin Society of the Shengfu Dynasty. Xin Youtao abandoned the right path of being a royal member or joining the army or becoming a Talisman Master, and came all the way to Pangshan to learn Taoism. He was unexpectedly favored by the Talisman Department.

Xiaoqiu walked very slowly, trying to avoid the disciples who were thinking about their ancestors, but he still bumped into someone. Turning around, he saw that it was the female Dujiao of Luanjing Mountain. He panicked and hurriedly stepped back a few steps, performed the Taoist etiquette, and whispered: "Please forgive my recklessness."

The female Dujiao slowly smiled on her face, like a blooming flower.

Xiaoqiu was stunned. The female Dujiao didn't say a word and walked past him.

Xiaoqiu felt his heartbeat quicken a little, and couldn't help looking back, but what he saw was Yang Baozhen's stern eyes. He turned his head back quickly and continued to circle.

This time he stopped in the area of ​​the nameless department, with a challenging mentality, hoping to make his attitude clear to the 29 sad female descendants - he only wanted to join the five elements department.

The pictures and texts immediately appeared on the wall of the tower, and the 29 women appeared one by one, but they no longer had sad expressions on their faces, but were a little excited, and actually danced with their hands and feet.

Xiaoqiu stared blankly for a while, and found that they were demonstrating the bone-strengthening fist that he practiced at least once a day.

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