Gui Wujiu continued: "During that time, my father worked even harder while selling goods, and he also earned some savings. However, all this money was used by him to hire famous teachers and scholars for me, travel around various cities, broaden my horizons, and even provide for daily necessities.
More than a few brothers. Although I felt a little regretful, I was young at the time and couldn't refuse, so I just accepted it. I secretly made up my mind that I must obtain fame early and fulfill my father's wish!"
"When my eldest brother sees me occasionally, I can feel the resentment in his eyes. This is a major concern of his. He married the daughter of the Zhao family of Xiuhuafang, and the wedding ceremony was a bit crude. Not only the sister-in-law
There were criticisms, and the eldest brother himself felt that he had lost face. In the final analysis, it was naturally the father who favored his younger son and spent his life savings on me."
"Several years have passed in the blink of an eye, and I am still half a year away from reaching the age where I can take part in the preliminary examination for students. However, at this time, something happened that changed the trajectory of my life." At this point, Guiwu said
Although Jiu's face looked as calm as a lake, there seemed to be infinite waves rising beneath the calmness.
"My father and three brothers went out to buy goods. This time, they left more than a month later than the agreed time, and they still haven't come back. Normally, if they are delayed for some reason, a letter will be sent to express their feelings for the family.
.But this time there was no news at all. I was secretly anxious and had no intention of studying my lessons. I went out every day to find out the news."
"Finally, half a month later, I was gathering at the "Xinglin Residence" where merchants gathered in the east of Tai'an City. I heard the news at "Xinglinju", a well-informed place. It was said that in recent days, the elite Mo Yu Army in the capital had annihilated a group of thieves. This group of thieves came from the border of the Dayu Dynasty in the north.
They came here on the move and committed crimes continuously in recent years, robbing people traveling between the Great Yu Dynasty and the Izumo Kingdom. This group of thieves had been somewhat restrained in the past, but two or three months ago they suddenly became unscrupulous and continued to commit crimes in Wulibao and Jiutou Street.
, Daqi Town intercepted and killed three groups of merchants, and the attack was ruthless and left no one alive. In the end, the Mo Yu army who was guarding the capital was alerted and took action to suppress them."
"I was shocked when I heard the news. I couldn't believe it but had to face it. Although I had never helped my father with his business, I also knew that the transshipment place for my goods was Daqi Town, three hundred miles north of the city. I hired him immediately.
He picked up a fast horse and galloped northward with a restless mind."
"It wasn't until the broken wooden cart, the fallen packhorse, the dark red and black bloodstains that were almost covered by the dust, and the broken flag appeared in front of me that I put away the ten thousandth chance of being lucky and welcomed
This was a tragic and tragic time. The good news is that my father and brother were not thrown to death in the wilderness, but were hastily buried on the outskirts of the town by the officers and soldiers who came to suppress the thieves."
"In that half a year or so, my father and brother were buried in their ancestral home, my eldest sister died of illness, my sister-in-law remarried and ran away, and my distant relatives took away the remaining wealth. I also stopped studying, and I lived with my eight-year-old sister, begging for a living.
.It’s very strange. Many things during this period have only a general impression, but I can’t remember all the details.” At this point, Gui Wujiu sighed softly.
Wen Jinyuan has been listening quietly, with neither sadness nor joy in his eyes: "This is how things are. Many inadvertent fragments in life often remain fresh for a long time. Even if time is far away, once the scene is picked up again, it will be like yesterday; and to truly indulge
The extreme joy, anger, sorrow, and joy, once they pass, the heart is locked up, as if they have been erased, and they can no longer be recalled."
Gui Wujiu continued: "It wasn't until half a year later that my little sister and I fainted in the wilderness in late autumn. When I woke up, I found myself lying on a stone bed. Facing the blue eaves, I was covered with a coarse linen quilt, and my head was
It's a hard pine pillow, and not far away is a Taoist fireman who is looking after the fire. The surroundings are empty, but the little girl doesn't know where she is."
"When I asked about the reason, it turned out that this place was an immortal sect called "Chongyuan Temple". Even among the millions of immortal sects near the Dayu Dynasty, it was only at the bottom. The master of the temple was a Taoist named Chang Qingzi.
Chang. When I was young, I was obsessed with fame, and I always regarded the theory of gods as false. But when I saw the Changqing Guanzhu, with heavy hair and a childlike face, walking as fast as flying, crossing the seven or eight-foot-high hall with a light leap, I couldn't help but be shocked.
"
"According to Taoist Priest Chang Qingzi, he accidentally saw our brother and sister fainting in the wilderness, so he rescued us in Guanzhong. However, he accidentally discovered that my brother and sister both had spiritual roots. But since then, my younger sister and I have
We can never see each other again."
"I just learned that the cultivation world is divided into different levels. Except for direct descendants from aristocratic families, such as fifth-grade sects and small sects without grades, they can only accept disciples with eighth-grade and ninth-grade spiritual roots. If you find a disciple with better qualifications, you can
It needs to be transferred to a higher-level sect. What level is my little sister’s spiritual root? In the Chongyuan Temple, the magic weapon that can only measure the third-level spiritual root is powerless. At least it must be higher than the seventh level. That’s it.
While I was in a coma, Taoist Priest Chang Qingzi had already sent her to the Third Rank Sect, Qianye Gate."
Spiritual roots are the qualifications of a cultivator. Without spiritual roots, one is insulated from the path to immortality. In today's world of cultivation, spiritual roots are divided into nine grades, and each grade is further divided into upper, middle and lower grades. In fact, there are twenty-seven grades.
The higher the level of spiritual roots, the rarer the number of people. The number of monks with ninth-grade spiritual roots is ten times more than the total number of monks with first-grade to eighth-grade spiritual roots. Similarly, the number of monks with eighth-grade spiritual roots is also ten times that of first-grade spiritual roots.
The sum of the number of people with seventh-grade spiritual roots, and so on. Generally speaking, fifth-grade spiritual roots are extremely rare talents and beautiful qualities. In the vast area to the west of Bai Zangzhou, only the first-class sect Minghaizong is qualified to admit its disciples
.
"Of course, my little sister's spiritual root qualifications must not be above the fourth grade, otherwise I would have become a fellow sect with her in Chongxiao Pavilion. At this time, she may not be in any of the first to third-level sects in Bai Zangzhou. My sect
Among them, once a certain disciple is promoted to the true successor, he is no longer just one person, but can support one surname and one surname. Thousands of elders and giants in the sect come from this. Although I have long given up on revitalizing the clan
Thoughts, but one day I will achieve the true story and find my little sister, this can be regarded as one of the motivations for me to practice hard for more than ten years."
Wen Jinyuan nodded slightly.
Cultivators are not heartless and stoic. There is one person in every family who has spiritual roots. It is true that there are different paths to immortality and mortals. Those who embark on the path to immortality will never do anything for the fame, fortune, glory and wealth of ordinary people. But this is
In this life, the responsibilities and affection of parents, children, husband and wife, and brothers cannot be abandoned at will. They all need to follow the laws of nature. What's more, since Gui Wujiu, the little girl, has spiritual roots and embarks on the road together, then she should protect her.
It is even more appropriate.
Gui Wujiu continued: "I heard that my spiritual root qualification was at the eighth level, and I couldn't help but feel sad. Although this Changqing Zi Dao's eighth level spiritual root is only the twenty-fourth level, it is actually considered to be among the top ten.
One percent. But I know these are just words of comfort from him. Just like when I aspired to take the imperial examination before, only one tenth of the vast number of scholars can pass the examination, but only one student is far away from being named on the gold list.
There is still a long way to go before we can reach the lintel of glory. For these eighth-grade spiritual roots, what they want to say about the path to immortality is naturally just a fantasy."
"For example, in a small sect such as Chongyuan Temple, 90% of the dozens of disciples in the temple have ninth-grade spiritual roots. Except for the monastery leader Chang Qingzi, Taoist priest, who has the qualifications of an eighth-grade upper spiritual root, there are only two entry-level disciples in their 20s and 30s.
A 20-year-old monk has the qualifications among eighth-grade people. And I am actually the third person after these two people. It’s just that these two seniors with eighth-grade spiritual roots can’t stand the hard training in meditation, and have a little bit of Zhenqi II.
The third level of cultivation has traveled far and wide, and Changqingzi has nothing to do about it."
"So Chang Qingzi tried hard to persuade me to train me as a successor of the sect. According to him, if I work hard for decades, I can live for two to three hundred years. When the time comes, I can stay or leave as I please.
If you stay, you can inherit the mantle of this sect. Once you are lucky enough to have spiritual cultivation, you can gain the status of a fifth-grade sect. There will be endless benefits. If you don't want to stay, in the mortal world, you can rely on
With a certain amount of cultivation, he can be hired by a king, a city lord, and a county guard, and he can do some religious rituals, exorcise ghosts and draw talismans, look out for the wind and suppress evil spirits, and enjoy all kinds of foreign things. If he has the intention of revitalizing the clan, he can also do it.
It’s just a little effort, and it’s much better than dedicating yourself to fame.”
"I naturally have no interest in inheriting Chongyuan Guan and attacking the fifth-grade sect. But as he said, if you can have some cultivation and become a guest of the king of a country, it is indeed better than the long road to the imperial examination. So,
Since I had no problem, I became a disciple of Chongyuan Temple. The age of 11 or 12 for ordinary people is the stage when they are distracted and have very poor concentration. But I may have suffered from the separation of my relatives and the decline of my family, so my mind is clear.
Solemn and solemn, it is extremely suitable for the path of spiritual cultivation."
"Unknowingly, another half year passed. At this time, a strange thing suddenly happened. Whenever I fell asleep late at night, I always seemed to dream of a two-inch long golden fish, circling around me several times. When I
I raised my hand to catch the goldfish, but the goldfish suddenly burrowed through the roof again, and I couldn't find it anymore. I had the same dream for seven days in a row, and I just thought it was something wrong in my practice, so I didn't care."
"On the night of the eighth day, I kept feeling sleepy and awake, unable to settle down. Not long after I fell asleep, I suddenly woke up from my dream and saw a two-inch goldfish, which seemed real but not real, not an illusion but not an illusion, swimming around my face.
go."
"I touched my cheek to make sure I was not in a dream. I was startled and reached out to catch the goldfish. However, the goldfish was so agile that it suddenly jumped several feet. At this time, there was an unknown place three feet in front of me.
At that moment, a figure appeared."
"The two-inch goldfish immediately slipped into this man's sleeve and was never seen again. A vague and gentle voice came to my ears: This esophageal spirit fish was sensitive, but it wandered around uncertainly and never returned. It turned out that it had encountered thousands of people.
There is no sign of "the jade tripod has lost its footing", which makes Bao Ling confused."