The two children still don't understand that they have lost the predestined relationship to become the direct disciples of Zen Master Dingding.
Hearing Zheng Gui say that they would be able to go down the mountain after learning it for a few years, they were filled with joy. They felt that they would be able to learn powerful martial arts and return home in a few years. They all knelt down and kowtowed happily, shouting "Master".
Zheng Gui glanced at Yizhen, who was standing outside the nunnery after sending the two children here, and asked: "Yizhen, is there a seniority order among the lay disciples of this sect?"
Yizhen shook his head slightly and said: "The ancestors of the past generations have not determined the generation of lay disciples."
Nodding slightly, Zheng Gui touched his two-inch-long beard and said: "Our Hengshan sect has never included male lay disciples, but what is common now is Fang Nian's creation.
As a master, I am the disciple your master made an exception for, and you can be considered the first two lay male disciples in a hundred years.
Hehe, I want to open up the door to a wider audience. In the future, if there are too many disciples, it’s not good to have a clear ranking. I’ll give you lay disciples a few names..."
As he spoke, Zheng Gui fell into deep thought.
After a while, Zheng Gui smiled slightly under the eager eyes of the two children and said: "Since your generation, the lay disciples under my sect have been ranked according to the four words 'the righteousness smells bad'. Your generation is the righteous one."
Zi generation."
The two children, who had automatically changed their names to Ning Zhengduan and Ning Zhengli, bowed to express their thanks. They knew that they had now been recognized by their mentor.
Yizhen cupped his hands and said, "Congratulations, uncle, for recruiting two students."
As he spoke, he looked at Ning Zhengduan and Ning Zhengduan with a smile, and said, "Congratulations to the two junior brothers on becoming Master Ding's uncle."
After a few words of greeting, Yi Zhen said goodbye and left. Yi Guang, who was supervising the work in Tongyuan Valley because he was bored, also happily returned to Guolaodong with the fruits and vegetables he asked the foreman to broker.
Yi Guang was originally a playboy who couldn't live without wine, meat, wealth and sex. Although with the help of Zheng Gui, he had cut off the roots of right and wrong and had completely lost interest in women, but the dull life of more than ten days still made him feel uncomfortable.
He couldn't bear it, so he could only quietly ask someone to bring some wine, meat, fruits and vegetables.
All the wine, meat, ritual and light were hidden in Tongyuan Valley, and he would eat and drink there every day under the guise of overseeing the work. The fruits and vegetables would be brought back to Guolao Cave to honor his mentor.
Zheng Gui has not eaten meat in recent years. As his inner strength has become deeper and deeper, his desire for speech and tongue has never arisen. Therefore, even if Yiguang tries his best to cover it up, he can still be attracted by Zheng Gui after returning to Guolao Cave.
There was a hint of alcohol.
However, Zheng Gui knew that the path to spiritual practice could not be achieved overnight. Yiguang was born as a flower picker and had never been exposed to Buddhism or Buddhist practice. How could he suddenly become a monk who was comfortable with Buddhist rules and precepts?
Knowing that Yiguang was just hiding quietly to eat some wine and meat, Zheng Gui pretended not to know anything.
Yiguang walked into the thatched hut carrying a big bamboo basket and said: "Master, I sent watermelon, cantaloupe, grapes and other fruits from down the mountain, as well as rice, flour, oil, salt and vegetables, as well as a few cooking cakes in the morning.
It has just been beaten. Although it is cold, it is still soft..."
As he spoke, Yiguang put down the pole and took out two oil paper bags from the basket. He looked up and saw the two little boys in front of Zheng Gui. He grinned and said, "Are these my two junior brothers?"
Zheng Gui pointed at Yiguang and said: "His dharma name is Yiguang, and he is your senior brother."
Ning Zhengduan and Ning Zhengli hurriedly greeted each other. Yiguang laughed, stuffed the oil cakes in his hands into the two of them, and then said: "It's time for lunch. Disciple will cook two more dishes."
Yi Guang picked up the bamboo basket and went straight to the low kitchen, where he skillfully washed and cooked rice with the mountain spring water in the tank.
Yiguang also had a master in his early years. When he was practicing martial arts with his master, he had to wait on him to eat, drink and have sex. Whether it was cooking or other housework, he was good at everything. Therefore, after following Zheng Gui back to Hengshan, Zheng Gui no longer had to do ordinary things himself.
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Although the two brothers Ning Zhengduan and Ning Zhengli were young, they were not from rich families. They listened to the instructions of their elders before going out, and immediately confessed to Zheng Gui and left to help Yiguang cook.
After a long time, two disciples brought over two casseroles and a pot of rice. One pot was made with bean sprouts, vegetables and mushrooms, and the other pot was filled with boiled vegetables and some soy sauce.
Yi Guang walked in behind his two junior brothers, holding a plate in each hand, filled with stir-fried vegetables such as gluten, fungus, and cucumber.
After the four masters and disciples finished their meal, Zheng Gui watched the two younger disciples clear away the dishes and ordered: "Yiguang, you and your two younger disciples will spend the next few days in the west room.
They haven't practiced yet and are growing up. Let them eat something in the evening. When you go to Tongyuan Valley tomorrow morning, ask people to build two more thatched huts."
Yi Guang hurriedly agreed, and after a moment the three disciples withdrew, leaving Zheng Gui alone in the simple thatched hut.
After sitting upright for a while, Zheng Gui finally got up and walked to the bed, reached out and fumbled for an old cassock from the only wooden box.
Sitting on the bed, with the light coming in from the window, he opened his cassock and looked at the evil-fighting sword manual written on it. He was immersed in it after reading a few words.
After a long time, when Zheng Gui closed his cassock again, the sun was already setting outside the window.
Looking at the scenery outside the window, Zheng Gui sighed quietly and thought to himself: Every time I watch the evil-dispelling sword technique, my mind is shaken, and I wish I could swing my sword from the palace immediately to practice...
This set of swordsmanship can truly be called a magic skill. It’s no wonder that the Huashan Sect, a major orthodox sect, can also use this to entangle themselves in a dispute over sword energy...
Since Zheng Gui got the cassock from the Lin family's old house in Fuzhou, he has read the evil-proofing sword skills recorded on the cassock three times. Each time, he was immersed in it and had the idea of cultivating.
Although Zheng Gui suppressed the idea of practicing every time, he also knew that this martial arts was indeed extraordinary.
The sword technique of warding off evil is not a superior work in terms of sword techniques and moves, and even the Hengshan sword technique is far inferior. However, the method of moving Qi in it is unique and different from the Hengshan mind technique. It is even unbelievable in every aspect, but
After careful consideration, I realized that there is something very mysterious about it.
Through the content of these mental methods, Zheng Gui knew that the evil-repelling swordsmanship was indeed a martial art superior to the Hengshan swordsmanship, and it was more than one step higher.
A few days ago, when Zheng Gui watched Kasaya Shang's Xinfa martial arts for the second time, he couldn't help but start trying to practice without taking the first step. However, as soon as the Qi left a few acupuncture points, the blood all over his body started to boil, and he was filled with desire.
If he hadn't had a good character and was able to control his mind soon after practicing Qigong, Zheng Gui would have had his true energy flowing wildly and suffered serious injuries a few days ago.
It was precisely because he was nearly seriously injured last time that Zheng Gui rested for several days before reading the evil-repelling sword manual again.
This time when I read the sword formula, I resisted the urge to perform the sword technique even though I was tempted again. I just pondered the principle and wanted to know the details of this magical technique.
The sword technique of warding off evil originates from the Sunflower Book. Even though it is not as advanced as the Sunflower Book, it is still comparable to the martial arts of the ordinary sects.
What's even more rare is that this set of swordsmanship is a quick method. You only need to cut off the roots of troubles to move your qi and practice. Even if your internal strength is shallow, it is not subject to the restrictions of ordinary martial arts.
If he hadn't been foolish enough to fight for his strength, he would have been able to surpass first-class masters in combat with his ghostly shooting speed after practicing for a few months at most.