Vol 3 Chapter 23: getting Started

Seeing all the outer disciples looking at him eagerly, Bai Qi smiled slightly: "The school recruits outer disciples once every ten years, with no more than a hundred people each time. Therefore, there are almost a half of the twenty peaks used to live in the 28 small peaks. It's empty, and the Xuri and Xinyue Peak where you live this time are like this."
There are about forty male monks and thirty female monks here. At first, everyone was worried that they would live very poorly and very crowded. But after hearing that only thirty or forty people live on a mountain, they began to worry about whether it would be too deserted. Up.
In Bai Qi's introduction, the cloud-piercing boat shuttled through the floating white clouds, and the cranes that only spread their wings soared, and soon reached a three- to four-hundred-foot-high mountain peak, which is actually not low.
The peaks are tall and beautiful, the trees are shaded, and you can see the medicine fields that have been opened up. Bai Qi smiled and introduced: "This is Xinyue Peak. There are hundreds of palaces and caves on it. However, you have to wait for the ceremony of getting started before you can go to the General Affairs Hall to choose. Now live in those caves on the mountainside first. "
Putting down the female monk, he saw Xinyuefeng’s deacon who was in charge of general affairs came to arrange, and Bai Qi drove Chuanyunzhou to another mountain not far away, which was several tens of feet higher than Xinyue Peak. The mountain is more precipitous, it is the Xuri Peak.
When Shi Xuan got off the Chuanyunzhou, he saw the deacon in charge of general affairs there and arranged for the handyman to take the disciples to their respective caves. Today was very tired, and the new disciples couldn’t take care of chatting, so they hurried back to their rooms to rest. .
Shi Xuan thought that thirty or forty people lived on a mountain peak and it was too deserted, but when he really lived in, he realized that it was not the case. The chief and two deacons in charge of the general affairs didn’t mention it, and the handmaid alone gave hundreds of people, uh, They can't be called people uniformly, many of them are mountain spirits and monsters, one by one waiting there for instructions. There are also cooks, gardeners, farmers, etc.
Those who were assigned to Shixuan Cave Mansion were two handymen, two maids, and three of them with a flower. They were all clever masters. This flower is a big rose, but it can vomit, and it is no better than a human being in cleaning. The handyman maid was half way short, her long branches were very flexible.
Shi Xuan insisted that he fell asleep and regained his energy after finishing the evening class.
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The main peak of Penglai Island, the main peak of Penglai Island, which is more than two thousand meters high, Tianshu Peak, is surrounded by thick clouds. From time to time, you can see the simple, elegant, grand, or dusty buildings on the peak. The auspicious beasts wandered in twos and threes, and from time to time, there were people among the gods who rode various clouds and various magical instruments and fell on the mountain.
In the Tianshu Temple on the top of Tianshu Peak, in the broad ancient hall, there are more than ten monks standing or sitting.
"Why would you rashly change the rules of the sect? Who gave you the right to Mo Yuan?!" An old monk with white hair and white eyebrows wearing a red-colored Taoist robe said angrily in the middle of the hall. There are several vivid fire dragons on his Taoist robe.
Cold-faced Lei Jun Mo Yuan sat on the futon beside him expressionlessly. Hearing the old monk's accusation, he responded indifferently: "I don't remember any of the sect precepts that cannot change the way of the dharma meeting."
"You..." The old monk didn't know what to do for a while.
Another thin middle-aged Taoist stood up with a gloomy expression on his face: "There is no such thing, but why did I change the method of the puja without telling me and the elders. There must be ghosts in private affairs!"
"Why are you waiting for?" Mo Yuan coldly scanned the two elders and briefly expressed his meaning.
Mo Yuan's meaning couldn't be more clear to these familiar people. Do you host the Fa conference or am I the host? Or are you in charge?
Suddenly, a few more monks came out, joined the two elders in front, and said to the old monk with long white eyebrows and purple silk robes sitting right in front of him: "Please punish Mo Yuan for being rude."
The headmaster touched his white eyebrows, and said helplessly: "Senior Nephew Mo is aware of the old ways, and the old Dao agrees with the truth."
"Master, the rules of the sect cannot be changed!"
"Head, you can't listen to Mo Yuan's words on this matter!"
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Several monks bitterly expressed their opinions.
"Hey." Someone sneered. The monks in the middle of the hall looked at it. It was a young monk sitting opposite Mo Yuan. His body was long and straight. Even if he was sitting on the futon, his back was straight. , Like a sword that will unsheath at any time.
Several monks secretly shouted badly, because this fellow was a notoriously unobtrusive, unsentimental, and typical of saying everything. Like his fighting style, he never concealed himself, went straight, and was extremely sharp.
The young monk raised beautiful eyebrows and stood up and said, "Several elders have turned a blind eye to the ugly attitudes of the children in the family when they were in the bamboo house. Are you good for the sect? Or just for the family? "
Sure enough, this Luhuo directly turned the things under the countertop to the countertop. Several monks looked at each other, just about to refute a few words. The young monk took a step forward and shouted and asked, "I just ask, do those children's minds and temperament meet the requirements? Is this method better than before? Is this method better than before? Is there any need for you to be informed? Which precepts of the sect are required? Tell you? I really don't know the first seat of the Hall of Control!"
"Yongxiang! You!" The thin middle-aged monk pointed at the young monk, his fingers trembling slightly, and he didn't know what he wanted to say.
Yongxiang shook his head and said, "Uncle San, you'd better go back. It's irrational to say that this matter is broken."
The thin middle-aged monk was trembling with anger, only being dragged by the monks behind him, he didn't get into a rage. The monks knew that this matter was hopeless, and the attitude of the head was very clear. They had to give up. Anyway, they won't be caught next time. If you are blinded by the trick, you will be ready. Ten years is just a short period of time for monks in their realm.
Several monks bid farewell to the head, and talked out of the main hall together. They deliberately did not suppress their voices, and faintly transmitted some words into the main hall, such as "Is Yongxiang a child of the family?!" "What do you have in the Yong family? I'm sorry?"
Yongxiang sat down again without being affected at all. At this time, there were only four monks left in the hall after the head was removed. Yongxiang himself, Mo Yuan, a beautiful woman in a black lady's clothes, and a seven-star Middle-aged ordinary monk in Taoist robe.
After hearing those words, the beautiful woman was overwhelmed with joy. She was sitting on the futon and bent down, beating the ground next to her with her hand, smiling and saying, "Haha, are you from the Yong family?! Yong Brother, why don’t you follow the sister, my surname is Yu." This woman is Yujiaolong Yu Linglong
Yongxiang cast a glance at Yu Linglong: "Those family elders are very short-sighted, and they are not conspiring. They have to fight for petty gains. It seems that there are enough elixir, elixirs, and spiritual stones to cultivate high-quality golden pills. He doesn’t practice the family’s children at all, and even spoils him."
After a pause, he continued: "I wait for the immortal cultivation family to rely on a large number of people, and can't produce a high-grade golden core master, even if you have more disciples in the soul stage, entrainment phase, or even low-grade golden core? Knowing that the zeal of gentlemen is cut for the fifth generation, even if we live long enough, it is only a matter of a few more lifetimes. Only by cultivating excellent family children is the inheritance of the family, rather than winning the eye for resources. Pass this abnormal mood to the children of the family."
Yu Linglong nodded and said: "It is said that you are a, haha, a barbarian." She couldn't help but laughed again, and stopped after a long time, "But who knows you can speak so brilliantly, the history of the three families Our Jade Family, the oldest one, is only more than 1,800 years. Compared with the nearly 20,000 years of inheritance of the martial arts, it is really a wave. The big families of the previous 10,000 years have not been in successive generations. After not appearing the top-grade Jindan master, he slowly declined and slowly dissipated in the history of the martial art."
Yongxiang sighed: "The iron-struck Penglai faction family, on the contrary, the peaks and veins passed down by the master and apprentice last longer. Unfortunately, those family elders can't see it."
Yu Linglong also sighed, "If you hadn't stood up just now, I would have been angry with them."
"It's fine if you want to get angry. When those guys see your female tyrannosaurus getting angry, they must have left without saying a word." Yongxiang said lightly.
Yu Linglong stood up immediately, furious: "Yongxiang, you can make it clear, who is the female Tyrannosaurus?!"
"Do you dare to say you are not? Don't think that you are a lady in a lady's clothes!"
"Sure enough, saying that you are a barbarian is exalting you! You are just a luke!"
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Mo Yuan closed his eyes and concentrated on cultivating. The ordinary monk in the seven-star robes looked helplessly at the two of them. As long as there were signs of fighting, he immediately stopped them. Then he looked at the head, and found that the head closed his eyes and did not know whether to sleep or practice. stand up.
The two of them were restrained this time. They didn't fight. After they were tired of quarreling, the head's faint voice came: "Linglong, you will be hosting the Fa conference ten years later."
Yu Linglong scratched her hair and said in distress, "I have to think of a good way, I can't lose to Junior Brother Mo."
The head stopped and said to Yongxiang again: "Yongxiang, disciples who acted as shelters in this Fa conference will be severely punished."
Yongxiang clasped his fists and saluted: "I must follow the decree of the head."
In the early morning of the second day, Shi Xuan finished his practice early, and got on the Chuanyunzhou to reach the peak of Tianshu Peak, the head of the peaks. Here is the residence of the master, the Tianyahaijiaolou where the exercises are collected, and the pavilion where the ceremony is held. On a mountain peak.
The top of the Tianshu Peak is very big. If you don’t say it, no one can tell that it is the top. What kind of spells should be used to transform the terrain here, forming a flat ground with a radius of tens of miles, and then build on it. Several majestic halls and courtyards were built.
Shi Xuan and others were introduced into the quaint hall in the middle, on which "Jietian Hall" was written in seal. The main hall is very wide, and with the elders watching the ceremony, the inner disciples, and the outer disciples who had previously started, hundreds of people stood sparsely.
At the forefront of the main hall, stands a tall jade statue. It is an elegant old man with a crane hair and a childlike face wearing a crown of seven stars and a Tai Chi Taoist robe. Underneath stands an elderly Taoist with white eyebrows down to his mouth and wearing a purple ribbon gossip robe. people.
On both sides of him stood a dozen monks with different temperaments, among them the cold-faced Lei Jun Mo Yuan that Shi Xuan had seen before.
An ordinary middle-aged monk wearing a seven-star robes stood up and shouted: "You new disciples of the outer sect, kneel down and worship Patriarch Song."
By the way, take a leave. Two days after tomorrow, you can only change it once a day. Because the company organizes outing to have dinner and can’t bring a computer, so tomorrow you have to change it in the morning and the next day in the evening. I probably went there after ten o'clock, so sorry. Return to normal at the weekend.