Vol 7 Chapter 6: How life is like a lamp
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Break Through the Steam Game Library
- Lander
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- 2021-01-31 10:06:09
The mentoring system in Kunlun Palace is more free than traditional.
There is no real mentor-disciple relationship here. Every disciple can seek truth from any elder of the previous generation. However, you can still pick one and consider it your own teacher. As for the real master, one is the Sanqing Patriarch and the other is the Tao of Heaven.
The disciples of the same generation are ranked in order of entry.
Xuanyouzi is the eldest disciple of this generation, and that little Taoist boy is the second disciple, Lu Zhengkang, he is the third. None of these three came in due to the Xianyuan Conference. Xuanyouzi was an orphan who was picked up by the head of the war in the early years, and the second child Tao Ranzi was the only biological heir of the seven disciples of the previous generation.
Tao Ranzi's father should be dead, but his corpse was born with spiritual wisdom, and he is still considered to be from Kunlun Palace.
What’s interesting about the ranking method here is that Tang Yunteng’s name for the elders is the 25th-generation elder disciple. When he calls the elder disciple Xuehongzi of the previous generation, he has to be called the master and uncle, and then he has to deal with the head. Call him the second uncle. Tao Ranzi also correspondingly called Chenchenzi, the head of the master, the second uncle, and Changgezi, the third disciple of the previous generation, the third uncle.
Of course, if someone is shown as a teacher, just call it teacher respectfully.
There are more than 20 old guys of the two generations in Kunlun Palace. They are basically real immortals in the world. They are called Taoists and do not usually live in Dengxiantai. They mainly stay in the main peak, Chilou, Youxu, Yaochi and Dragon. The acupoint is to preside over the operation of the martial arts, secondly, it is also part of the facade, thirdly, it is to keep a distance, try not to let one's own Taoist rhyme have an influence on the practice of the younger generations, and finally, to facilitate the avoidance of robbery.
Lu Zhengkang’s initiation ceremony was arranged in the afternoon of the same day. Seeing it was dusk, the seven disciples of the twenty-fourth generation and the three descendants of the twenty-fifth generation gathered. First, they went to the Dashu Pavilion to worship the three Qing ancestors, and then sent a sacrifice , For the immortal world, the content is to the effect that Kunlun Palace has added a new disciple, and I hope the ancestors will bless the clouds. Finally, everyone went to the top of the mountain together, burned incense and prayed to heaven.
The head took a white silk flag with the word "Tao" written on it, held it in both hands, and spread it out, letting Lu Zhengkang kneel in front of the flag, and he did as he said.
"This Suyun Daoxin Banner is the treasure handed down by the second generation of ancestors. Although it looks ordinary, it has the magical effect of seeing reincarnation and reflecting Daoxin. I am the true head of the 24th generation of Kunlun Palace. Chen Chenzi, the disciple Lu Zhengkang under my seat, obey the order!"
"The disciple is here." Lu Zhengkang is still obedient, and he does not oppose this tradition.
"Zongmen law, strict rules, one day as a Kunlun palace person, you must not deceive your masters and destroy your ancestors, you must not treachery, and you must not harm your ancestors. Can you hold it?" , It seems to be a stretched shadow, like a belly exposed in the universe, countless stars, all living beings are rolling in the chaotic system.
"Sustainable."
"The disciples of the disciple should be good and not harm the common people, can you hold it?"
"The disciple can hold it."
The Kunlun Palace heirs on both sides of the staff all smiled.
The head also smiled, "The last one, on the road of spiritual practice, don't be afraid, peaceful and happy, can you hold it?"
"The disciple can hold it."
"Get up, you will be the third disciple of the 25th generation of Kunlun Palace from now on. It just so happens that we are all the younger generation, I will introduce you." The head put the silk flag away and came forward to raise Lu Zhengkang.
There are a total of seven disciples in the twenty-four generations, all of them elders.
The big disciple Luo Xuehong, the Taoist name Xuehongzi, is a young man with an elegant face, looking younger than the juniors, his smile is very light, reminiscent of plum blossom petals falling on the shallow pond.
The second disciple of is the wicked master Chenchen. The layman's name is Fu Chenkong. His name is very refined, but he handles most mundane affairs.
The old third, Chang Gechun, is a long singer with a simple and dignified appearance and a very magnetic subwoofer.
The old four meal Xiazi is a dull and speechless person, only nodding to Lu Zhengkang. Contrary to him, the old fifth generation Xuanzi was a very smart person, wearing a blue gauze robe, with a nice fragrance of vegetation, ginger, mint, gardenia, and juniper, which reminded Lu Zhengkang of Qingningzi. The smell of turpentine.
Six Master Uncles smelled of wine, and his dynastic name was infatuated. He was one of the few monks in the world who used wine to enter the Tao, and he created a "Monster Brewing Lidian", which can be regarded as a talent in heaven.
The last Uncle Seven was a zombie. He did not inherit the name of his life. He claimed to be sad. His face was blue and white, lips were purple and black, and he was very tall. He had silver hair draped around his waist, and his nails on both hands were dark. He held his left hand. Holding Tao Ranzi's palm, this pair of weird father and daughter seemed to have a good relationship.
Compared with Tao Ranzi, the happy Taoist boy, Lu Zhengkang and Xuanyouzi are like happy orphans. Speaking of which, Lu Zhengkang has to call her the second senior sister.
It’s October 11th in Tiancang’s sixty years, one month away from the Fairy Fate Conference, when the world will be there, and the apprenticeship reception ceremony will be held again, that is, to bring Lu Zhengkang to know the seniors of Huanyu, and declare with the world The newly added disciple of Kunlun Palace. I just don't know if Lu Zhengkang will have one or two more juniors by then. It's unlikely to come.
The head arranged a residence for Lu Zhengkang, which was a dilapidated thatched house, which was said to be built by a certain eleventh-generation patriarch. Dengxiantai was used as a residential area since the tenth generation. For two to three thousand years, thanks to the remaining Taoist rhyme of the patriarch, this has not been destroyed by wind, frost, rain and snow. However, the house is indeed very old and very old. It is too old. What is the concept of two to three thousand years? It is almost a strange thing to let a modern person playing with a smartphone live in the old house of Qin Chao.
Lu Zhengkang stayed in the first night, just wiped the only furniture in the house, a stone bed, here, the head of the house brought Xuanyouzi and Tao Ranzi to give him warmth.
A quilt, a porcelain pillow, and a copper oil lamp, that's all, I don't even have to change clothes or bath products.
The head was here to take a look. With his hands empty, he nodded and left when he saw that Lu Zhengkang was able to adapt to the environment. Xuanyouzi stuffed the bedding into Lu Zhengkang's arms, wandered leisurely and ran to the bed to sit down, little Tao Ranzi, the second elder sister of China, did a good job~EbookFREE.me~, gently jumped up, put the oil lamp on the quilt held by Lu Zhengkang, and then ran to the bed to sit down.
Lu Zhengkang watched the oil lamp tremble on the soft quilt, and the oil fluctuated slightly, which looked dangerous. He reluctantly said: "Big Brother and Second Sister, this is your fault. Take two more steps and put things on the bed. It's better to let me turn my hands first."
"This is a rule!" Xuanyouzi lay down comfortably.
"This is a rule!" Tao Ranzi also lay down comfortably.
Lu Zhengkang put the quilt at the end of the bed, twisted the oil lamp and placed it at the foot of the bed. It was dark, and there were no lights or candles in the room. Except for the master Xuanyouzi, the remaining two laymen who were still building the foundation could not see it. Too clear.
Xuanyouzi urged, "Third Junior Brother, please turn on the lamp, so that your Second Senior Sister's small eyes will not fall down."
The ground in the house is indeed bumpy and it is not safe to walk.
Lu Zhengkang Yiyan lighted the oil lamp and polished the wick with the inner gas. The burning lamp oil gave out a fresh fragrance of vegetation, and a little bean-sized light seedling illuminated the room.
All three of them lay down on the bed, stretched out their legs, Tao Ranzi was still a child, his legs swayed.
chatted with each other. At midnight, the Seventh Master Uncle came over to pick Tao Ranzi away in grief, and Xuanyouzi also said goodbye. Only Lu Zhengkang was left in the room with the oil lamp still on.
The first night in Kunlun Palace was very warm.