The next morning, the morning light suddenly appeared, but the gate of the temple was not open. An old man climbed up the steps along the mountain road, getting closer and closer to Xiaoqing Temple.
The old man was dressed in a coarse linen shirt, carrying a sword box that was almost taller than the others on his skinny shoulders. There were wrinkles on his face, and his gray hair was gently blowing in the morning breeze. He was actually quite a fairy.
The sun spread over the hills, and he smiled softly facing the rising sun, revealing the sockets where few teeth were left.
The spirit of immortality disappeared in an instant.
"I couldn't find it after all..."
The old man sighed, a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes, but he was not too upset.
Having lived to his age and experienced so many things that he has experienced, even life and death sometimes seem to be just another change.
Human beings are constantly changing throughout their lives.
If you can live, you will naturally want to live. If you die...it will be a worthy death.
He passed by Xiaoqing Mountain last night and suddenly felt that there was immortal energy born on the mountain. If there is any treasure in this world that can save his body that is riddled with holes, it must be the immortal energy.
Just standing where the old man once was and looking five hundred years forward and five hundred years back, the immortal energy is the most elusive thing in the world after all.
Except for those born from the top cultivators' self-cultivation, every wisp of immortal energy from the outside world can be encountered but cannot be sought, not to mention that the amount of immortal energy required to extend his life is not a small amount.
At least there is absolutely no one in this world who can provide such huge immortal energy.
Not even when he was in his prime.
"That's all, just disappear into this world with the old man and me." The old man said lightly, his eyes slowly moving high into the sky with the rising sun in the east.
He already felt that death was gradually catching up with him, and this was probably the last sunrise he would see in his life.
The sword box behind him seemed to tremble, but no sound came out.
"Oh? There is a small Taoist temple on this mountain."
When we came to the top of the mountain, we saw the moss-covered Xiaoqingguan, hidden in the forest as if it were alone in the world. The old man didn't know what to think of, and there was a sense of nostalgia in his heart.
Then he saw the wooden sign standing in front of the gate.
"Recruiting a leader?"
The old man burst into laughter, thinking that there must be a wonderful person living in this Taoist temple.
If I still have time, I will definitely go up and knock on the door, and hold hands with the Taoist friends inside.
But now, there is no need for this.
"Um……"
His heart suddenly tightened, and the old man's face became slightly solemn.
Is the time up?
The sun hasn't fully risen yet...
However, dying in front of the rising sun may also be a beautiful thing.
As for his own body...
Just give it to the wonderful person in this Taoist temple and treat it as a blessing.
…
Jiang Chou opened the gate a little late today, mainly because he was not sure whether the people from the Zhongtong gate would come so soon. If they did, he would have to fight to the death with them. It would be too indecent to leave the door open.
After waiting for a while, no one came, and Jiang Chou slowly opened the door.
The bright sunshine made Jiang Chou gently squint his eyes.
He glanced at the grass in front of the temple and was slightly startled.
An old man was leaning on the wooden sign that said "Headmaster", seemingly asleep. He was facing the east with a smile on his face. The sunlight shone on his old face with criss-crossed grooves, exuding an inexplicable depth.
A long and narrow sword box rested quietly at the old man's feet.
Are you... here to apply for a job?
…
"you're awake?"
The old man woke up from his bed, and what came into his eyes was Jiang Chou's face.
Even though the old man's eyes had seen countless geniuses and prodigies, they couldn't help but widen their eyes suddenly, and couldn't help but look Jiang Chou up and down.
What a handsome young man!
Eh, no, wait, shouldn’t I be dead...
Could this be a fairyland? Is this a fairy man in front of me?
Yes, probably only people in fairyland can grow like this...
"Are you here to apply for the position of headmaster?" Jiang Chou asked.
What is the application for the headmaster...the headmaster...The old man remembered the wooden sign he saw before and vaguely guessed something...
"Wait, I'm not..." the old man said.
"Then let's start the interview directly." Jiang Chou said.
elder:"?"
"What are the seven realms of cultivation?" Jiang Chou asked.
He only knows the names of the first three realms, but does not know the last four realms at all. Although he cannot practice, it is right to know the names of the lower realms, right? And it is understandable that he, a little Taoist priest, does not know. If you want to be the leader, this
You have to know, right?
So this question shows a professional!
The old man looked at Jiang Chou's beautiful and serious face and found it difficult not to answer his questions.
Or maybe it was an occupational disease. The old man shook his head gently and said:
"Strictly speaking, your question is not accurate. Apart from demons, humans, demons, and ghosts all have reached the seventh level of cultivation. Which clan are you asking about?"
Jiang Chou was silent.
Huh? Is that so?
I do not know.
"Tell me everything." Jiang Chou added without changing his expression, "If you tell me one more practice system, you can get more points."
The old man glanced at Jiang Chou helplessly and said slowly: "First of all, the most basic thing is that you must already know the seven realms of cultivation of our human race. From front to back, they are refining Qi, building foundation, forming pills, traveling far, and knowing fate.
, non-stick and immortality! Among them, the Qi Refining Realm is divided into twelve levels, corresponding to the twelve main meridians of the human body. The Qi Refining Level is also called "Smell the Immortal Qi". Only those who can smell this immortal Qi indicate that they have the qualifications to practice.
"
"The fourth level of Qi refining is also called 'pushing away the fairy mist'. Only when you push away the fairy mist can you see where the fairy gate is, which is considered to be truly embarking on the path of cultivation."
“The tenth level of Qi refining is called ‘Knocking on the Immortal Gate’. Only by knocking on the Immortal Gate can you hope to build the foundation.
"Yeah." Jiang Chou had an expression on his face that I knew you had answered correctly.
"The seven realms of the demon clan are: gathering spirit, transforming, condensing essence, planting soul, reincarnation, divine distance and ascending to immortality..."
"The seven realms of the ghost clan, returning to the soul, condensing the soul, calming the mind, casting the soul, seeking the heart, refining the shadow and achieving greatness..."
"And the demons only have six realms, demon descendants, opening veins, turning wheels, gathering stars, returning to ancestors and divine shadow."
Jiang Chou was silent again for a long time.
Gained more knowledge!
"Very good, I think you have passed the basics. Next are some advanced questions, please listen." Jiang Chou asked expressionlessly, "What is the principle of "Tai Shang Induction"?"
The old man was stunned. Isn't "Tai Shang Induction Chapter" the worst mental method? What kind of principle does it need? Everyone can do it.
However, Jiang Chou's problems are not over yet.
"If a disciple goes crazy while practicing "Tai Shang Induction Chapter", as the leader, how will you deal with it?"
"Please write down an Xuan-level skill on the spot."
"How to manage a large-scale sect with tens of millions of people?"
"..."
The old man blinked blankly, there are still people who practice "Tai Shang Induction Chapter" and become possessed?
Xuan-level skills, how could I remember such low-level skills?
A large-scale sect that manages tens of millions of people... If I read it right, little brother, you are the only one in this Taoist temple now...
"Neither?"
Jiang Chou frowned slightly, this old man is not good at it. Although we are just a small and unfashionable sect, you have to know all these things!
You can't even build a rocket during the interview. Which sect would ask you to come in and tighten screws?
I can.
"Congratulations, you passed."
Jiang Chou clenched his fists, bowed to the old man, and said loudly: "Jiang Chou, a disciple of Xiao Qingguan, pays homage to the master!"
The old man looked at Jiang Chou, and after a long silence, he finally sighed: "Um...actually, I'm not here to apply for the position of headmaster."
Jiang Chou slowly raised his head, his eyes unkind.
…
"So you were really just passing by and fell asleep leaning against the door when you were tired?" Jiang Chou glanced up and down at the old man, feeling a little disgusted.
"Exactly..." The old man thought to himself, I can't say that I thought I was going to die. If he really said that, he was worried that Jiang Chou would throw him out directly.
"Then... how about becoming the leader?" Jiang Chou still refused to give up.
The old man smiled bitterly and shook his head, firmly refusing.
"Okay then." Jiang Chou said, "Then you can rest and leave by yourself. I have something else to do."
I thought I could recruit a leader, but it turned out to be a mistake.
It’s just that it’s so difficult to recruit two more people!
…
On this day, Jiang Chou did nothing else. He continued to go to Qinghe County at the foot of the mountain to try his luck, trying to recruit two people to join Xiaoqingguan.
Unfortunately it couldn't be found.
At night, when Jiang Chou returned to the temple, he found that the old man had not left yet and was helping to sweep the floor in the courtyard.
"Are you really not interested in being the leader?" Jiang Chou asked again.
The old man smiled and shook his head.
Kind, but absolutely inappropriate!
"Then I'll charge you for staying here."
As Jiang Chou said, he went back to the backyard and began to practice the nameless formula.
After a while, a faint breath spread from the backyard to the front yard.
"Click"
The broom in the old man's hand fell off to the ground, and his old eyes were as big as a bell. He stared in the direction of the backyard in disbelief, and his whole body was trembling!
"Immortal...immortal energy..."
"Shua"
He ran to the backyard and saw Jiang Chou sitting cross-legged in the courtyard practicing meditation, as if he had seen a miracle.
Excited heart!
Trembling hands!
Jiang Chou slowly opened his eyes and looked at him doubtfully.
"that……"
The old man rubbed his hands anxiously, feeling a little shy.
"I suddenly felt that it would be good to be the leader here. Do you... still need a leader?" This chapter has been completed!