Catalog of Destruction

Chapter 78 Getting Started

Seeing the outer disciples looking at him eagerly, Bai Qi smiled slightly and said: "The sect recruits outer disciples once every ten years, and each time there are no more than a hundred people. Therefore, the twenty peaks among the twenty-eight small peaks are used for living. It’s empty, that’s what happened at Xuri and Xinyue Peak where you lived this time.”

There are about forty male monks and about thirty female monks here. At first, everyone was worried that the accommodation would be poor and crowded, but when they heard that there were only thirty or forty people living on a mountain peak, they began to worry about whether it would be too deserted. .

In Bai Qi's introduction, the Chuan Yun Boat passed through the floating white clouds and the cranes soaring with their wings, and soon arrived at a mountain peak three to four hundred feet high. It was said to be a small peak, but it was actually quite high.

The peaks are tall and beautiful, lined with green trees, and you can also see the medicinal fields that have been opened up. Bai Qi smiled and introduced: "This is Xinyue Peak. There are hundreds of palaces and caves on it. But you have to wait for the entrance ceremony before you can go to the General Affairs Hall to choose. Now you can live in those caves on the mountainside. "

After putting the female monk down, he saw the deacon in charge of general affairs from Xinyue Peak coming over to make arrangements. Bai Qi drove Chuanyunzhou to another mountain peak not far away. This mountain peak was dozens of feet higher than Xinyue Peak. The mountain is even more steep, it is Xuri Peak.

When Shi Xuan got off the Chuanyunzhou, he saw the deacon in charge of general affairs arranging handymen to take the disciples to their respective caves. He was very tired today, and the new disciples did not bother to chat and hurried back to their rooms to rest. .

Shi Xuan previously thought that it was too deserted for thirty or forty people to live on a mountain peak, but when he actually moved in, he realized that was not the case. Not to mention the one deacon and two deputy deacons who were in charge of general affairs, there were hundreds of maids and maids alone, uh, They cannot all be called human beings. Many of them are mountain spirits and flower monsters, and they are all very simple and simple, waiting for orders. There are also cooks, gardeners, farmers, etc.

Those who were assigned to Shixuan Cave were two servants and two maids. The three of them and one flower were all smart masters. The flower was a big rose, but it could speak human words and was no better at cleaning than humans. It's only half as good as a handyman maid, her long branches are very flexible.

Shi Xuan insisted on finishing his evening classes and then fell asleep to regain his energy.

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The main peak of Penglai Island, Tianshu Peak, which is more than 2,000 feet high, is wrapped in thick clouds and mist. From time to time, you can see through them the simple, elegant, majestic, or unearthly buildings on the peak. Among them are fairy birds. Auspicious beasts roamed in twos and threes, and from time to time, gods and goddesses riding clouds of various colors and various magic weapons landed on the mountain.

In the Jietian Hall at the top of Tianshu Peak, there are more than ten monks standing or sitting in the broad and ancient hall.

"Why did you rashly change the sect's rules? Who gave you Mo Yuan this right?!" An old monk with white hair and white eyebrows wearing a red fire-colored robe said angrily in the middle of the hall. There were several vivid fire dragons on his robe.

The cold-faced Lei Lord Mo Yuan sat expressionlessly on the futon next to him. Hearing the old monk's accusation, he responded calmly: "I don't remember any of the sect's precepts that prohibit changing the method of the ceremony."

"You..." The old monk didn't know how to respond.

Another middle-aged, thin Taoist priest stood up and said with a gloomy face: "There is no such thing, but why did you change the method of the Dharma meeting without informing us and other elders? There must be something wrong in doing it in private!"

"What does it have to do with you?" Mo Yuan glanced at the two elders coldly and expressed his meaning briefly.

Mo Yuan's meaning is very clear in front of these familiar people. Are you the host of the Dharma conference or am I the host of the Dharma conference? Or are you the leader?

Immediately, several more monks stood up, and together with the two elders in front, they said to the old monk with long white eyebrows and purple ribbon robes who was sitting directly in front of him: "Please punish Mo Yuan for his rude words."

The leader touched his white eyebrows and said helplessly: "Master Nephew Mo has informed the old Taoist, and the old Taoist thought it was a good idea and agreed."

"Master, the sect's rules cannot be changed!"

"Master, you can't listen to Mo Yuan's words on this matter!"

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Several monks expressed their opinions one after another.

"Hey." Someone sneered, and several monks in the middle of the hall took a look. It was a young monk sitting opposite Mo Yuan. He was tall and tall, and his back was straight even when he was sitting on a futon. , like a sword that will be unsheathed at any time.

Several monks secretly screamed inwardly, because this guy was famous for being outspoken, merciless, and a typical example of saying anything. Just like his fighting style, he was never subtle, straightforward, and extremely sharp.

The young monk raised his handsome eyebrows, stood up and said, "Are the elders turning a blind eye to all the ugly behaviors shown by the children in the family when they were tested in their character in the Bamboo House? Are you doing it for the good of the sect? Or are you just doing it for the family? "

Sure enough, this fool just flipped the things under the table to the table to talk about it. Several monks looked at each other and were about to argue a few words. The young monk took a step forward and asked loudly: "I just want to ask, do those disciples' xinxing meet the requirements? Is Junior Brother Mo's method better than before? Is it necessary for Junior Brother Mo to inform you? Which commandment of the sect stipulates that it must be done? Did I inform you? I, the head of the Zhanglu Hall, really don’t know!”

"Yongxiang! You!" The thin middle-aged monk pointed at the young monk, his fingers trembling slightly, not knowing what he wanted to say.

Yong Xiang shook his head and said: "Third uncle, you'd better go back. There's no point in talking about this matter."

The thin middle-aged monk was so angry that he was shaking. He was only stopped by several monks behind him. Several monks knew that this matter was hopeless and the attitude of the headmaster was very clear. They could only give up. Anyway, they would not be fooled by tricks next time and would be prepared. Ten years is just a short period for monks at their level.

Several monks said goodbye to the headmaster and walked out of the hall together. They deliberately did not suppress their voices and some words were faintly transmitted to the hall, such as "Is Yongxiang a member of the family?!" "What did your Yong family do to him?"

Yongxiang sat down again without being affected at all. At this time, except for the headmaster, there were only four monks left in the hall, Yongxiang himself, Mo Yuan, a beautiful woman in black ladies' clothes, and an ordinary middle-aged monk in a seven-star Taoist robe.

After hearing those words, the beautiful woman was overjoyed. She bent down on the futon and kept beating the ground beside her with her hands. She laughed and said, "Haha, are you from the Yong family?! Junior Brother Yong, why don't you follow my surname Yu?" This woman is Yu Jiaolong Yu Linglong

Yong Xiang glanced at Yu Linglong: "Those family elders are short-sighted and worthless. They are fighting for every little profit, as if enough spiritual medicine, elixir, and spiritual stone can cultivate a top-grade golden elixir. They don't train the family members at all, and even dote on them."

After a pause, he continued: "My family of immortal cultivation does not rely on the number of people. We can't produce a top-grade golden elixir master. Even if you have many disciples in the spirit soul stage, the qi induction stage, or even the low-grade golden elixir, what's the use? You must know that the grace of a gentleman is cut off after five generations. Even if we live long enough, it's just a matter of a few more generations. Only by cultivating excellent family members can the family inheritance be achieved, not by fighting for resources. , and then pass this abnormal emotion to the children of the family. "

Yu Linglong nodded and said: "Everyone says that Junior Brother Yong is a, haha, a barbarian." He couldn't help it again, and pounded the ground and laughed wildly again, and stopped after a long time, "But who knew you could say it so brilliantly, our Yu family, the oldest of the three families, has only been around for more than 1,800 years, which is really a wave compared to the nearly 20,000 years of inheritance of the sect. In the past 10,000 years, those big families, after several generations without a top-grade Jindan Grandmaster, slowly declined and slowly dissipated in the history of the sect. "

Yong Xiang sighed: "The iron-clad Penglai Sect has a changing family, but the various peaks and veins inherited by the master and apprentice have continued for a longer time, but it's a pity that the elders of the family can't see it. "

Yu Linglong also sighed: "If you hadn't stood up just now, I would have been angry with them."

"You can get angry, those guys will definitely leave without a squeak when they see you, the female Tyrannosaurus, get angry." Yong Xiang said lightly.

Yu Linglong stood up suddenly, furious: "Yongxiang, tell me clearly, who is the female Tyrannosaurus?!"

"How dare you say you are not? Don't think you are a lady just because you are wearing ladies' clothes!"

"Sure enough, calling you a barbarian is flattering you! You are just a scumbag!"

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Mo Yuan closed his eyes and concentrated on practicing. The ordinary cultivator in the seven-star Taoist robe looked at the two helplessly. As long as there was a sign of fighting, he would stop it immediately. Then he looked at the head of the sect and found that the head of the sect also closed his eyes and didn't know whether he was asleep or practicing.

The two of them were restrained this time and did not fight. When they were tired of arguing, the head of the sect heard a faint voice: "Linglong, you will preside over the Dharma Assembly in ten years."

Yu Linglong scratched her hair and said distressedly: "I have to think of a good way. I can't lose to Junior Brother Mo."

The head of the sect paused and said to Yongxiang: "Yongxiang, all disciples who have covered up in this Dharma Assembly will be severely punished."

Yongxiang clasped his fists and saluted: "I will obey the head of the sect's order."

The next morning, Shi Xuan finished his training early and took the Chuanyun Boat to Tianshu Peak, the top of all the peaks. This is the head of the sect's residence. The Tianya Haijiao Tower, where the skills are stored, and the pavilions where the grand ceremonies are held are also on this mountain.

The top of Tianshu Peak is very large. If you don't say it, no one can tell that it is the top of the peak. It should be that some magic was used to transform the terrain here, forming a flat land with a radius of dozens of miles, and then several magnificent halls and courtyards were built on it.

Shi Xuan and others were led into the ancient hall in the middle, on which was written "Jie Tian Hall" in seal script. The hall was very spacious, and with the elders, inner disciples, and outer disciples who had joined the hall, hundreds of people were standing sparsely.

At the front of the hall, there stood a tall jade statue, a white-haired, youthful-looking, elegant old Taoist wearing a seven-star crown and a Tai Chi robe. Below him stood an old Taoist with white eyebrows hanging down to his mouth, wearing a purple ribbon Bagua robe.

On both sides of him stood a dozen cultivators of different temperaments, including the cold-faced Thunder Lord Mo Yuan that Shi Xuan had met before.

An ordinary middle-aged monk wearing a seven-star Taoist robe stood up and shouted loudly: "All new outer disciples, kneel down and kowtow to the founder of the sect, Song Zushi."

————By the way, I'd like to ask for leave. I can only update once a day tomorrow and the day after tomorrow because the company organizes a play and dinner party, and we can't bring computers. Therefore, I can only update in the morning tomorrow and in the evening the day after tomorrow, and most of the updates will be after ten o'clock. I'm very sorry. It will be back to normal on the weekend.

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