After leaving the Merit Temple, today’s itinerary comes to an end.
Zhao Lin was familiar with what happened next. Senior Brother Wei brought the young people who had become formal disciples to the "confidential area" of Lingdao Academy.
Each person received two pieces of clothing, a passing jade sign, a wooden sign with his or her name written on it, and an introductory manual.
Zhao Lin opened the manual and took a look at it. It contained daily precautions for the sect, as well as a basic introduction to Lingdao Academy and Hanchi County.
"Senior Brother Zhao, excuse me, what is... written in this book?"
Li Sancai came over with the manual and said sheepishly, "I...can't quite understand it."
Zhao Lin suddenly understood that Li Sancai had been a beggar since he was a child and had not had the opportunity to read and read. Naturally, he could not understand the contents of the manual, so he said gently: "After we settle down in the house, you come to me and I will read it to you." "
Li Sancai said gratefully: "Thank you, Senior Brother Zhao."
Zhao Lin smiled and said: "I want to read it anyway, I just read it out by the way."
There was an incident when receiving the items. The steward of the confidential office distributed the items to everyone, and also gave each person a leather bag to hold these items.
The skin bag is about one foot wide and one and a half feet long, narrow at the top and wide at the bottom. It is shaped like a pear, with a palm-sized array pattern carved near the mouth of the bag.
The material is soft but extremely tough. I don't know what kind of animal skin it is made of.
Zhao Lin took the skin bag and immediately felt a faint spiritual power fluctuation emanating from it, and his eyes froze.
Space storage bag?
He had read many cultivation books in his previous life and had longed for this treasure for a long time.
He immediately put the clothes he was given out into it, and it was full in no time.
"What's going on? Are you just pretending to be this?"
Zhao Lin was confused for a moment and thought it might be an illusion, so he asked Li Sancai for some clothes and stuffed them into his bag, but he couldn't get them in.
"Is it because I don't have mana, so I can't activate its multiple storage capabilities?"
Zhao Lin analyzed it to himself, trying to release the vitality in his body to see if it could expand its space.
But the skin bag only shook twice without any change. Zhao Lin tried repeatedly but could not put any more clothes in it.
Senior Brother Wei cleared his throat and was about to speak when he suddenly noticed Zhao Lin's behavior and looked over curiously, "Junior Brother Zhao, what are you doing?"
Zhao Lin stopped moving and asked, "Senior brother, how many times can this pocket hold?"
"How many times the items should be packed?"
Senior Brother Wei was stunned and said in confusion: "How big this bag is, how much can it hold. Why did Junior Brother Zhao say this?"
Zhao Lin realized that he might have made a mistake, so he found a reason to explain: "I have seen some gods and monsters before, and it is said that there is a storage bag in the world of immortality that can hold several times or even dozens of times of items. "
"I thought this skin bag also had this function, so I wanted to try it."
Senior Brother Wei chuckled after hearing this, "Interesting, the thing you mentioned really exists. It's called the Qiankun Bag, and it's made from the skin of the Mongolian Beast."
"This second-level monster has the bloodline of the ancient sky monster, and contains a trace of space law in its body. The storage bag made from its animal skin can store items several times the size of itself."
Having said this, he glanced at Zhao Lin and said, "Junior brother, you don't think that what you are holding is the Qiankun Bag, do you? That is the best space magic weapon. Even the monks in the Foundation Establishment Realm and the Purple Mansion Realm may not have one. How could it be possible just now?" Just one for each person to get started?”
Zhao Lin suddenly understood. Space magic weapons are extremely precious. How could anyone just have one or even a few of them, just like a wholesaler?
It seems that my rich experience in cultivating immortals and reading books will probably be of no use.
"Thank you, senior brother, I took it for granted."
Zhao Lin said as he returned the clothes to Li Sancai.
Senior Brother Wei waved his hand nonchalantly and said, "Actually, Junior Brother Zhao guessed half of it right. This skin bag is indeed a small magic weapon."
When the disciples heard the word magic weapon, they immediately became energetic and asked one after another: "What magic weapon?"
Senior Brother Wei explained: "This object is called a lock bag. Although it cannot store multiple items, there is a restriction in the bag."
"The owner only needs to connect his spiritual consciousness with it, and this locked bag can become a personal belonging. Only he can access the items in it, and others cannot open it at will."
"Everyone take it back and remember to write your name on it. Don't lose it."
A disciple asked: "Brother, how do you use this lock bag?"
Senior Brother Wei smiled and said: "You have to wait until you have opened your pulse and gained spiritual consciousness and spiritual power before you can use its object-locking function. Now, it can only be used as an ordinary pocket."
Another disciple asked: "Brother, what would happen if it was not my own lock bag and I forced it to open?"
Senior Brother Wei smiled calmly, "Forcibly breaking it will trigger the restriction and damage the items inside, such as elixirs, spiritual stones, books, etc., will be turned into powder."
"If it is a hard object, such as a magic weapon, it will also become a broken product."
He glanced at everyone and said, "If you pick up someone else's locked bag, you'd better return it to the original owner."
"If you want to force it open for some reason, you'd better pay attention to safety. Triggering the restriction is very likely to detonate the items inside. If a magic weapon flies out, it will kill people."
fair enough……
Zhao Lin thought that with such restrictions on the lock bag, the number of murders and treasure grabbing would be reduced a lot.
When we came out of the secret place, the sun had already set to the west, and many disciples from the Small World began to yawn.
They had not slept all night and were very tired from traveling long distances.
Senior Brother Wei also noticed it and immediately took everyone to their residence.
The residence assigned to the disciples by Lingdao Academy is on the mountain behind Daofeng. Nearly a hundred stone houses were built on the hillside.
Each stone house has an independent yard, surrounded by green trees, which makes it look fresh and quiet.
"These rooms are all empty and equipped with daily necessities. You can choose as you like, and then hang a wooden sign with your name on it in front of the door."
Senior Brother Wei waved his hand as he spoke, "Go to rest early and come to the Taoist Lecture Hall tomorrow morning."
Upon hearing this, the disciples rushed forward in a swarm, trying to find a good spot.
Zhao Lin was not in a hurry to grab it. After all, he was over thirty and it was not appropriate to fight for things with a group of children. Besides, he also remembered something very important.
"Senior Brother Wei, do you know a disciple named Liang Song? He is also from Hanchi Realm."
"Liang Song?"
Senior Brother Wei thought for a while and then said immediately: "I remembered it, and there is indeed a person. When Junior Brother Liang was in Lingdao Academy, I was still a disciple and didn't have much contact with him, but I have an impression of him."
Zhao Lin was overjoyed and asked, "Where is he now? Is he in Hanchi County?"
Senior Brother Wei shook his head, "Junior Brother Liang Song has left the army and been sent to other counties."
Then he described Liang Song's situation over the years.
Liang Song's spiritual roots appeared late, and he had been living in the mountains. It was not until he was twenty-six or seven that he was discovered by the stationed monks to have a talent for cultivation.
Fortunately, Liang Song's spiritual roots were of the highest quality and he practiced hard. He was already in the middle stage of Qi refining when he left the Spiritual Dao Academy.
Finally, there was news about his friend, and Zhao Lin felt relieved.
Although he can't leave Lingdao Academy now, since they are in Chenghua Sect, sooner or later they will get together one day.
At this time, the disciples had already chosen a place to live. Zhao Lin thanked Senior Brother Wei, walked over to find an uninhabited stone house, and hung up his own wooden sign.
Li Sancai had been waiting nearby. Seeing Zhao Lin choose a place to live, he also chose one nearby.
Zhao Lin pushed open the courtyard door and saw that the courtyard was not big. The ground was paved with bluestones. There was a well in front of the house and a pond next to it. There were wooden buckets, water ladles, hand towels and other items.
Walking into the living room, there is a long bright stone embedded in the roof, which emits soft and bright light.
Master Wu, who was leading the crowd, said that this stone was produced on the southern island of Chenghua Sect and could last for hundreds of years without burning out.
There are all daily utensils in the house, and there is a small cauldron on the ground. When I got closer and smelled it, there was a faint medicinal fragrance.
The living room leads directly to the bedroom. The bedroom is simply decorated with a cabinet and a bed. The bed is neatly stacked with clean bedding.
Zhao Lin was very satisfied with this. Over the years, he had suffered hardships and enjoyed blessings, and he could now look at things outside his body indifferently.
At this time, someone knocked on the door outside the courtyard. Zhao Lin knew it was Li Sancai and shouted: "Come in."
Li Sancai walked into the courtyard, holding the sect's handbook in his hand, and said somewhat cautiously: "Senior Brother Zhao..."
Zhao Lin didn't wait for him to finish and invited him to sit down in the living room.
"The first page is the religious rules."
Zhao Lin opened the manual and read: "The first commandment is to bully teachers and kill ancestors, and disrespect your elders. The second commandment is to bully the weak and harm innocent people. The third commandment is to commit adultery and lust, and molest women. The fourth commandment is to be jealous of fellow disciples and kill each other..."
"Qijie is promiscuous with gangsters and colludes with evil spirits."
When Zhao Lin was reading, he noticed that Li Sancai was staring at the manual in his hand, as if he wanted to understand the words on it in this way, so he stopped and asked, "Can you remember it?"
Li Sancai sat up quickly and replied: "Thank you, senior brother, I can remember it."
Zhao Lin didn't believe it, "Then repeat it again."
"The first precept is to deceive the master and destroy the ancestors, and disrespect the elders..."
Li Sancai quickly repeated it, and it was very different from what was in the manual.
Zhao Lin nodded and continued reading.
The next two pages were about the disciples' daily routine and cultivation arrangements. There were many matters. Zhao Lin asked again after reading, but Li Sancai still answered fluently.
Zhao Lin was slightly surprised and thought to himself: "Those with spiritual roots are indeed the ones favored by God. This Li Sancai doesn't know a single Chinese character, but he has such an amazing memory."
However, although Li Sancai could remember it, he had never read a book and could not understand some languages, so he asked Zhao Lin for advice from time to time.
Every time he opens his mouth, he must first say a bunch of apologies and thank you, and even have a begging and flattering smile on his face, with a very low posture.
Zhao Lin knew that this was related to his upbringing, so he pondered for a moment and said slowly: "Junior brother Sancai, it's okay to express gratitude when you receive help, but you don't have to feel like you owe a huge favor."
"Isn't it said in the sect's rules? Fellow disciples should help and support each other."
"When others treat you well, just remember it in your heart. You don't need to keep saying thank you like this. It will make people look down on you. Do you understand?"
"I understand, thank you, Senior Brother Zhao, for the suggestion."
Li Sancai seemed to understand, and nodded heavily.
Zhao Lin knew that talking more would be useless and he had to understand it slowly, so he stopped talking.
The manual only has a few dozen pages, and I read it in less than half an hour.
Li Sancai burst into tears of gratitude again before saying goodbye and leaving.
It was still dark at this time, and Zhao Lin felt sleepy, but he was not ready to rest yet.
First, let’s catch up on the “jet lag”, and second, calmly sort out what happened today.
So far, Chenghua Sect has given him a good impression.
It is not the kind of sect that treats monks as coolies and exploits them desperately. The overall atmosphere is very good, and we have not seen the strong bullying the weak at will.
What attracted his attention the most was that although Chenghua Sect was a sect, its sect rules and purposes had many similarities with the Chinese civilization in previous lives.
Of course, as long as there are people gathering, there will inevitably be intrigues and even sinister intentions. People should not be taken lightly when dealing with people.
Coming to a new world, everything starts from scratch.
After his body was transformed by the spirit beast map, his talent in martial arts was outstanding, but in terms of spiritual practice, he was only mediocre, and he was still relatively old.
If he wants to stand out and ask for immortality, he may have to resort to the spirit beast map. Zhao Lin is very self-aware of this.
Thinking of this, he took a look at the spirit beast picture in his mind and felt that it was a little different from before.
The Nine Palaces Diagram has shrunk a bit, but is more solid, with faint green light flowing inside.
"It seems that it also knows that it has entered another world. Is it a good thing or a bad thing?"
The spirit beast map is the foundation for one's livelihood. This is the Taoist world and must not be exposed.
(End of chapter)
