Daozong has a long history and has four halls and seven peaks.
Cuizhu Peak is located at the southwest corner of the inner gate and is the closest to the mountain gate.
The peak is covered with green bamboos, hence the name. There are many courtyards lined up in the open area on the mountainside, which is far-reaching and quiet.
New disciples will practice here before they break through the Qi Refining Realm and obtain the spiritual treasures that their lives are bound to cultivate.
"There are still a few days left for this introductory test. After it is over, we will start learning Taoism together here."
Master Mingjian casually threw an introductory manual to the Dao Sect to the two of them, and then introduced some of the complicated rules of the Dao Sect.
"If you don't understand anything, just come to me. I will always be at Cuizhu Peak."
Before leaving, Mingjian spoke kindly to Shang Yingluo, his attitude was very heart-warming and pleasant, but he didn't even look at Shen Yu who was beside him.
After the little girl thanked him sweetly, when she saw him walking away, she turned around and said, "He doesn't seem to like you very much."
Shen Yu looked at the courtyard in front of him and said lightly: "I've never been very lovable."
Shang Yingluo hummed and said sincerely, "I don't hate you."
Shen Yu glanced at her and said, "Don't worry, I will keep your secret."
The little girl's face suddenly turned red, and she looked left and right, with a look on her face that said, "That's not how it is."
The courtyard is extremely simple and simple, and the layout of the house on the side of the mountain is also the same. There is a wooden bed, a set of wooden tables, but the celadon tea set on the table is refreshing and extraordinary.
After Shen Yu simply tidied up, he boiled a pot of tea, and then sat on the chair in silence in a daze.
After Shen Yu woke up, she really came to find the spiritual treasure, and then went to find some people.
It's just that too much time has passed, and the spiritual treasure may still be there, but people don't know whether it is still there or not.
Two pointed braids appeared outside the house, and then the little girl walked in with her hands behind her back.
Shen Yu picked up the tea cup and said: "Most of the demon race people have bad tempers and are arrogant. They regard the human race as ants. With your identity, you are really a different kind."
"I just came here to ask you a question."
The little girl rolled her eyes, stared at him like a curious baby and said, "Did you help me when I was testing my qualifications just now? My intuition is very accurate. It's you. Don't lie."
Daozong's tea tasted slightly bitter. Shen Yu took a sip and said: "Although you are a demon, your aptitude for Taoism is indeed very good. It's just that the Wenxin Mirror is a human spiritual treasure and is naturally resistant to you."
There was no denial or confirmation, but Shang Yingluo knew the answer immediately.
After twisting her body, the little girl sat on the chair imagelessly, with her elbows on the table, her chin supported by her hands, and her big eyes couldn't help but look at him.
"You are really strange. You are even more incomprehensible than me. Shen Yu, who are you?"
Shen Yu frowned and was silent. For others, this question was very simple, but for him, he didn't know how to say it for a while.
Finally, he took a deep breath and said seriously: "He is just a failure."
As if he remembered something that caused him pain, Shen Yu's indifferent expression changed a little, and his voice became cold: "I want to confirm some things before killing a few more people."
Shang Yingluo gnawed on the spiritual fruit on the table and said, "That's it. It sounds interesting. Don't forget to tell me when you are sure."
Shen Yu nodded and said, "Okay."
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"There are thousands of ways to practice cultivation in the world, and the method of my Taoist sect is the most authentic. This is something recognized by many sects in the mountains, seas, and spiritual wilderness."
"In ancient times, there were seniors from the Taoist sect who held the innate treasure to suppress the fate of our human race and carried out enlightenment, so that the human race could gain a foothold in the mountains, seas and spiritual wilderness."
"Recently speaking, the Taixuan Master from three thousand years ago could overwhelm all practitioners with just one Taoist method, whether they were sword cultivators, Buddhist cultivators, Confucian disciples, or the demon clan that was rampant in the spiritual wilderness.
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"He broke the sky with one finger and became the only ascended monk in three thousand years."
Mingjian was talking about past events in the open space in front of the courtyard, with a group of young men and women sitting cross-legged in front of him.
Four or five days later, the new disciples of Dao Sect this year came to Cuizhu Peak one after another.
Occasionally, exclamations and admirations came from the crowd, and Shang Yingluo, the "inhuman", also looked intoxicated, as if she was the glory of her ancestors.
Shen Yu was at the back of the crowd, looking at the young and energetic faces of these young men and women, feeling inexplicably touched.
It's great to be young.
"The road of cultivation is rugged. The ninth level of Qi Refining is the first threshold of cultivation. Only by crossing this threshold can one be qualified to overcome the bumps on the road of cultivation and set foot on the summit of immortality."
"In the next time, you will all practice at Cuizhu Peak. When you break through the ninth level of Qi training and reach the Taoist realm, you will be qualified to leave here and go to Fenbao Cliff."
"If you get the recognition and inheritance of a certain spiritual treasure on Fenbao Cliff, you may be favored by the real people in the Four Halls and Seven Peaks and be accepted as true disciples to learn the true Taoism."
As soon as he finished speaking, the young men and women on the field were so excited that they wished they could go to practice now.
Mingjian stood with his hands behind his hands, looking at the young people in front of him, feeling their emotions of surprise and longing, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
Daozong's Fenbao Cliff, Sword Immortal City Sword Tomb, the three floors of the academy, and the temple Lingshan to the west are the most difficult places in the world to set foot on.
What's more, the spiritual treasures that are qualified to be stored in Fenbao Cliff are all innate objects, and each "eye is higher than the top". Except for heaven-level Taoists and some talented earth-level Taoists, ordinary disciples are not even qualified to set foot on it.
No.
The chance of obtaining the Lingbao inheritance was too slim. Even when he entered Fenbao Cliff for the first time, he did not get such an opportunity.
Ming Jian didn't say this out loud, and the road ahead was bleak. Everyone needs a light to guide them so as not to lose themselves in the long and lonely years.
"Each person takes a Qi Condensing Pill. After taking it, he can refine the medicine according to the luck breathing method described in the introductory manual. It can take as long as three days or as short as one day, and then you can enter the Qi Refining Realm for the first time."
"Practice takes no time. I hope you can make good use of the next three years and practice hard."
After Mingjian distributed the Qi Condensing Pills, he slowly left.
The young men and women in front of the hospital felt like they had found a treasure and ran back to their houses quickly.
Shen Yu gently pinched this elixir that exuded a refreshing medicinal fragrance, and sighed in his heart. Dao Sect is indeed one of the Holy Lands of the Spiritual Wasteland. This elementary elixir used to cleanse the marrow and refine Qi of new disciples comes from Taoism.
Hands of profound monks.
Putting away the pills, Shen Yu returned to her yard. As soon as she opened the door, Shang Yingluo ducked in from the side, then sat on a chair, picked up a spiritual fruit and ate it.
Shen Yu looked at the empty fruit plate and said, "Sometimes I wonder if you are related to Taotie."
"I have nothing to do with those idiots."
The little girl kept eating, her braids swaying.
Shen Yu sat on the bed and said, "I want to practice."
Shang Yingluo glanced at him and said, "I will just eat the spiritual fruit. Don't worry, I won't disturb you."
Shen Yu thought for a while: "Well, it's up to you."
The first step into the path of spiritual practice is the most important thing for a monk, and everyone attaches great importance to it.
Which normal person would allow others to stay two feet away from him at this moment?
It's just that Shang Yingluo doesn't care, and what's even more strange is that Shen Yu doesn't care at all, as if this is an extremely boring trivial matter.
Shen Yu put the elixir into his mouth, and suddenly remembered that doing so a long time ago seemed to have caused a lot of noise. After thinking about it, he flicked his right hand, and a clear light spread around the wooden house.
"It's really troublesome."
Shen Yu shook his head helplessly and closed his eyes slightly.
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Mingjian didn't go far, he stood on the branches of a giant tree with his hands behind his hands, looking at the courtyards.
Mortals start to practice, from the first breath to the first level of Qi refining stage. This stage is called Qi sensing. The monks will establish a connection with heaven and earth and form a spiritual sea in the body to accommodate the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
The amount of spiritual energy contained is an important basis for judging the cultivation potential of these people.
Ming Jian is the guide for this group of entry-level disciples. It is necessary to understand the cultivation potential of these disciples and then report it to the big shots in Dao Sect.
Soon, a ray of light rose above the distant courtyard and rushed straight into the sky.
Then countless thin lines appeared one after another, each ray of light represented a wooden house and a disciple.
In less than a moment, countless spiritual energy filled the courtyards on the mountainside, and the fairy spirit was ethereal.
"The disciples of this generation are really good. They are the strongest generation in recent years besides the female swordsman."
Mingjian looked at the scene in front of him, nodded with satisfaction, and said: "I can do it too..."
boom.
A pillar of light as big as a mountain peak rose up into the sky for no reason, interrupting his words.
That beam of light shot straight into the sky, stirring endlessly, without any fear, like a magic weapon breaking through the dark sky.
On top of the mountain peak, the aura that enveloped the mountainside was directly washed away by the beam of light and dissipated instantly.
Ming Jian was dumbfounded as he stared at the vision in front of him.
at the same time.
Deep in the Daozong, there were countless extremely powerful pressures gathered at the top of Cuizhu Peak from all around, staring at it non-stop.
Mingjian felt a few familiar auras in the pressure on the peak, and instantly recognized the identity of the person, his face even more horrified.
The beam of light is still bright and has not weakened at all.
After Ming Ming recited the Jingxin Jue silently, he suppressed the turmoil in his heart and looked at the source of the light beam. Instantly, his pupils widened.