A crisp sound with a long echo sounded hazy in my ears.
Zhang Ke subconsciously stirred, opened his eyes, opened the thin blanket, and sat up from the bed.
Because a ray of moonlight shines into the room from the window on the side wall, the room feels a little cold and it is difficult to see the surrounding things clearly.
A couch is 5 feet long from south to north and is lined up against the wall in the room.
At this time, more than ten people were making their own beds by the faint light in the room.
The bed is made of solid wood. The original color of the wood is revealed through the sides and legs of the bed, which have been polished and shiny due to long-term use.
Straw mats three feet wide were spread on the bed, and some of the straw mats were worn and disfigured.
The blankets were folded and placed squarely on the inside of the bed. After some tidying up, the entire bed was now neat and clean.
Zhang Ke took the tub and towel, followed the others and opened the door, and went out, but he saw figures shaking.
Walking out of the surrounding houses, a mountain breeze blew by.
Goosebumps instantly appeared on the exposed arms, and I couldn't help but shudder.
It's autumn at this time, and the weather is getting cooler. As I walk through the atrium, there are wind lanterns hanging on the pillars next to me.
The dim light illuminated the stone slabs on the ground, and the wind rustled the leaves.
When we arrived at the backyard, we were surrounded by open space. There was a water chute against the north wall, connected up and down by a half piece of bamboo tube. Clear water trickled out through the slot.
At this time, there was a steady stream of people gathering here to wash up, and from time to time I could hear the sounds of people talking.
Zhang Ke was waiting in line to wash up with a wooden basin when he suddenly heard someone shouting from behind: "Senior Brother Zhang! Senior Brother Zhang!"
Zhang Ke looked back and turned his head to ignore him. The man also held a wooden basin and squeezed in from behind.
He kept shouting: "I borrowed it! I borrowed it! Brother, give it up! Give it up!"
People in the queue next to me were cursing and wanting to move away, but the man kept smiling and apologizing profusely.
Squeezing left and right to get to Zhang Ke's side, I saw that this man was seventeen or eighteen years old.
The messy bun on her head, her arched eyebrows, big eyes, and upturned corners of her mouth make her instantly favorable to others.
He was of medium height and wore the same white shirt as Zhang Ke. He was panting all the way as he squeezed in. He patted Zhang Ke on the shoulder: "Hey! Senior Brother Zhang!"
Zhang Ke glanced at him: "What? Junior Brother Sangmu!"
Sang Mu chuckled and looked around: "Senior Brother Zhang, yesterday I had a drink with Mr. He from the office, and I heard from him that our mission this month might be to go to the yellow cedar forest to cut down trees!"
Zhang Ke frowned and asked: "Really?"
Sang Mu replied: "No."
Hearing the two men talking, everyone queuing up to wash up couldn't help but curse and moan in a low voice.
A rough voice said: "Junior Brother Sangmu, didn't the felling task just be completed? Why is it our hospital's turn again?"
Sang Mu hesitated and said, "Oh! Senior Brother Lu, I heard that Cao Bailian of Gengziyuan had some connections."
Senior Brother Lu, named Lu Zhang, was tall and thick-set, with a full beard. After hearing Sang Mu's words, he said angrily: "It's Cao Yuxuan again..."
Zhang Ke interrupted and said: "Okay, let's do this for now. I'll find Senior Brother later and ask what's going on."
After saying that, he glanced at Sang Mu, who winced.
The cold mountain spring water splashed on his face, and Zhang Ke secretly thought about countermeasures.
After washing up, I returned to House No. 6 in Wuziyuan, lit the oil lamp, and opened my own wardrobe against the wall.
After changing into the green Taoist robe, combing my hair into a bun, and tidying up my whole body, the sky was already twilight.
After walking out of Wuziyuan, he and everyone around him walked along the mountain road towards Zuowang Peak.
Among the twelve peaks of the Five Mountains of Xiantian Yiqi Sect, Zuowang Peak is the only one where preparatory disciples of Yiqi Sect can enter and exit at will.
This is the place where students prepare for morning and evening classes, study, and perform everything to communicate with the Yiqi Sect.
Zuowang Peak is the shortest of the twelve peaks, but the maximum diameter of the entire peak is more than ten miles, and it is the widest. The entire peak is shaped like a wotou.
The road steps wind up the mountain, and slightly above the foot of the mountain, it branches out into a separate short peak.
The overall height of the short peak does not exceed 200 meters, the top is flattened, and a separate building is located here.
It is square and upright, about ten meters high. This hall is called Sanqing Hall. It is divided into two parts, front and back. Disciples from each school hold morning and evening classes here.
At this time, there were nearly a thousand Taoists in green clothes in the main hall, sitting in their respective positions.
Xiantian Yiqi Sect currently has 2,200 prepared disciples, divided into ten courtyards of Tianqian and twelve earthly branches.
Among them, Tianqian Taoist Academy has male disciples, and Dizhi Taoist Academy has female disciples. There are hundreds of people in each academy, and there is a fixed number of personnel additions.
After passing the Taoist examination every ten years, people come and go as they come.
Zhang Ke entered the main hall and saw the ten courtyards of Tiangan on the left and the twelve earthly branches on the right.
Hundreds of people in each courtyard were arranged ten horizontally and ten vertically, with a three-foot-wide aisle in the middle.
There are pillars surrounding each corner of the main hall, with hanging corners extending from the pillars and hanging rune lamps, sixteen in total.
The light was soft, illuminating every corner of the hall without any shadows.
There are no walls around the main hall, only sixteen pillars support it, but the outside is separated by a formation to prevent wind and rain from entering.
When Zhang Ke attended morning class for the first time, he was so excited when he saw this spectacular scene that he could hardly control himself.
Later, after learning more about it, I found out that the internal structure of this hall was much larger than it actually was due to the use of spatial techniques.
Walking to Tiangan Wuziyuan on the left, I found my seat and sat cross-legged on the futon.
There is a person sitting next to him, his face is like a crown of jade, his lips are like red paint, his facial features are sharp and angular, and there is an ebony hairpin in his bun.
With a straight back and the same Tsing Yi, but with a different look, it is none other than Ye Zhengqing, the senior brother of Wuziyuan.
Ye Zhengqing squinted his eyes and recited the Tao Sutra silently in his mind: Tao is born, virtue is the animal, the shape is the shape of things, and the momentum is the result.
Therefore, all things respect Tao and value virtue. The respect for Tao and the nobility of virtue are always natural and natural.
Therefore, it is born from Tao, and it is born from virtue.
There were noisy voices in my ears, but I didn't hear them. I chanted silently and pondered the meaning contained in the sutra.
Suddenly I heard someone next to me shout softly: "Elder brother!"
He opened his eyes and turned around to see Zhang Ke sitting next to him, looking at him, and asked: "What's the matter?"
Zhang Ke listened to the low voice and was full of magnetism, and couldn't help but secretly praise Ye Zhengqing for having reached the threshold of mantra practice.
It should be noted that when practicing mantras, oral and tongue practice is the most important. A few days ago, the pronunciation was not so powerful in the ears.
Thinking about this, he said: "Senior Brother, I heard that this month our hospital will be on duty to cut down yellow fir trees. I don't know whether it's true or not?
Ye Zhengqing chuckled lightly and said, "That's exactly it!"
Zhang Ke: "But Cao Yuxuan of Gengziyuan did something wrong? Cutting down yellow fir trees is extremely hard. All the disciples have complained. How to deal with it?"
Ye Zhengqing whispered: "Originally, I planned to talk to you in detail about this matter after morning class. If you ask about it, I will tell you."
Ye Zhengqing pondered for a moment: "I won the felling of yellow cedar trees for this duty, and there are some benefits in it.
To refine Lianhua Peak into a magic weapon, a large amount of yellow cedar wood is needed as the base material.
The reward is 10 kilograms of spiritual grain for every 100 trees, with no upper limit!"
Zhang Ke said happily: "That's a good thing! It just takes some effort!"
Ye Zhengqing: "Many other departments are involved in this mission. Not only do we have to do it, we also have to do it well. You are good at organizing during the mission, so I will leave it to you."
Zhang Ke: "Senior brother, don't worry!"
We talked about this mission in detail, and from time to time we heard people around us cheering in low voices.
I guess they were reminded by others and knew the rewards of this task.