The first ray of sunshine in the morning is soft, and the morning dew has not yet dissipated. It is struggling hard on the tips of the grass blades, unwilling to slip off.
Under the main peak of Poyun Sect, a row of T-shaped buildings stands. Under the morning light, it is sacred and solemn. Although Poyuan Sect is a third-class sect, this row of buildings is still magnificent among the new disciples.
In front, 22 children were lined up in a row, completely sleepless. They were waiting to be received by the leader of the Poyuan Sect, and then they knew where they would be assigned as disciples.
The leader of the Poyuan Sect fell from the sky above the main hall, like a flying fairy from the sky, and the eyes of a group of children were full of envy.
"At the beginning of heaven and earth, vitality rises, which is the source of life and the shackles of cultivation. I, Po Yuan Sect, established the sect because of breaking this shackles and achieving infinite life. You should understand the vitality from cultivation, sort out yourselves, and eliminate Only by remaining true can you enter the cultivation of Po Yuan."
The words of Master Liu Chen, the leader of the sect, were very brief. They introduced the founding purpose of Po Yuan Sect and also provided some encouragement. They just gave the new disciples a chance to get to know each other.
After Liu Chen finished speaking, he waved to the main hall. After a middle-aged man came out and saluted the sect master, he faced the children and said: "The twenty-two new disciples will be assigned according to your performance in the assessment. The peak you are going to will be led by disciples from each peak later."
The middle-aged man then took out a scroll and unfolded it. He read it once and glanced at the expectant eyes under the steps.
"Zhou Fugui goes to Longteng Peak; Deng Fei and Wang Yao go to Tiger Roaring Peak."
The three of them stepped forward, saluted and took the badges symbolizing disciples.
From the response, Song Pingcun learned that the young man who reached the top of the cliff before him and Zhou Fugui was named Deng Fei, and he couldn't help but take a second look.
Although there was pride in Deng Fei's eyes, he could not conceal his inner disappointment. Judging from the order, Longteng Peak was obviously in front of Tiger Roaring Peak, but he was obviously the first one to reach the top of the cliff.
"Zhang Bao, Li Jin... 17 of you will go to Heming Peak, and Wang Xiaoke will go to Fengqi Peak."
Wang Xiaoke was the only woman among the twelve people, and she was also the only direct descendant of the family who passed the examination.
These 18 people also received their own disciple badges.
"Song Pingcun, go to the medicine hall."
When Song Pingcun was the only one left in the end, it turned out to be not any peak, but the Medicine Hall.
Song Pingcun was stunned for a moment. He wanted to work hard to become a cultivator so that he could catch up with his three friends. So he was assigned to the medicine hall. Doesn't the name mean it is not a place for normal cultivation? Do you want to be a pharmacist or a doctor? But before he could speak, the impatient Zhou Fugui came out from the right and asked questions.
"Sect Master, am I unclear about something?"
The middle-aged man was about to scold him, but the leader of the clan, Liu Chenshan, stretched out his hand to stop him: "What's wrong with you?"
Zhou Fugui glanced at Song Pingcun and said, "Song Pingcun was the third one to climb the cliff. In fact, if I hadn't stopped him all the way in the bamboo forest, he would have been the second. Why wasn't he assigned to practice on the mountain?"
As if he had been prepared for it, Liu Chen smiled softly: "It is not wise to stand up for fellow disciples, but it is also a bit courageous. There is no need to explain to you about the distribution. Just because of your courage today, I Let’s make an exception. Song Ping’s performance was acceptable throughout the entire assessment process, but he benefited from your help when he finally climbed the cliff. Although the assessment rules do not have this restriction, where are the rules in life? The rule is that you can create something that is used by others. Those who are recognized are the rules. Relying on the strength of others, although it is not against the rules, is still inferior, do you understand? "
How could Zhou Fugui understand! But the sect leader had already spoken, and his tone was serious, and he suddenly felt in his heart that he had harmed Song Pingcun.
Song Pingcun could have climbed to the top of the cliff by himself without his help. On the contrary, because he seemed to be "stretching a hand", Song Pingcun suffered from it, and he benefited from it. Deng Fei went to Huxiao Peak, but he went to Longteng Peak. Anyone who is not a fool knows that the dragon is ahead, and the tiger is ahead. Behind.
If he hadn't stopped Song Pingcun in the bamboo forest, how could this situation have happened.
Seeing Zhou Fugui still looking at him without moving.
Liu Chen was happy in his heart, but his tone turned from peaceful to sharp: "You have just entered the sect, so you have no time to consider these issues. When you are able to contribute to the sect, you can question the sect's policies again. Selection and arrangement.”
"But……"
"If you continue to talk nonsense, your discipleship will be revoked immediately." The tone of the sect leader Liu Chen's tone was unquestionable.
Seeing that Zhou Fugui was still trying to argue and had already made the sect leader dissatisfied, Song Pingcun quickly stopped him: "Fugui, stop talking. It's the same wherever you go."
Although the other new disciples did not gloat over the misfortune, they did not expect such a division. You must know that there were still four people who did not climb the cliff. It seemed that Song Pingcun was targeted.
Especially Wang Xiaoke, she felt the kindness of Zhou Fugui and Song Pingcun last night. At this time, he also said: "Fugui, Pingcun's words are reasonable. You must not argue with the sect leader again."
Song Pingcun glanced at Wang Xiaoke gratefully, turned to the sect master Liu Chenyan and said, "Thank you sect master for the arrangement. I will also remember the sect master's teaching just now."
Although he was very surprised by this result, Zhou Fugui's efforts just now had no results, so he could only pretend to be indifferent, but in the eyes of others, he could accept it calmly.
The morning mist dispersed, and the new Poyuan Sect disciples were led to their assigned peaks by disciples from each peak.
One day's fate, we are not familiar with each other, so we can't say how deep the sadness of separation is. Deng Fei's contempt before leaving and Zhou Fugui's apology before leaving formed a very sharp contrast.
After the disciples assigned to Heming Peak were finally taken away, only Song Pingcun remained until the end and no one came to claim him.
Embarrassed, Song Pingcun was left alone outside the sect hall. Everyone except the disciples guarding the hall had left. I don’t know if it was intentional or forgotten, but no one came to ask.
After burning the incense, Song Pingcun shamelessly stepped forward and asked the disciple on duty: "Brother, do you know how to get to the medicine hall?"
The disciple who was being questioned glanced at him, perhaps out of reluctance, and whispered: "You'd better wait here."
As soon as the disciple finished speaking, he heard an impatient voice: "Who is Song Pingcun?"
The sudden sound was heard by everyone around the hall.
The main hall under the sect leader's peak was filled with scattered Poyuan Sect disciples just now, but all of them were gone in an instant. Even the disciple who had just spoken to Song Pingcun with a hint of pity immediately stood up straight and looked ahead like a sculpture.
While Song Pingcun was in a daze, a figure appeared at the door of the hall. An old man with a three-foot long beard, a bun on his head, a tall and thin figure, and a cold face appeared at the door of the hall. His light and fluttering gown was still stained with mud. He wore the gown that looked expensive at first glance, and he looked like a farmer. .
"This guy is Song Pingcun, I dare to ask..."
The tall and thin old man didn't seem to care about who Song Pingcun was. He didn't even say a word. He stretched out his hand and grabbed Song Pingcun's collar. Then he seemed to be carrying a little chicken and floated up into the sky, towards the back of the sect leader's peak. And go.
“I’ve met Zhenren Wang”
The guards on both sides of the hall saluted, but they were just facing the air. The tall and thin old man and Song Pingcun had disappeared.
