Although everything here seems so strange, what makes Ning Tao very happy is that although the food in the cafeteria is simple, it is really delicious.
He had never eaten such delicious rice and fruits. At first, Ning Tao felt very embarrassed when he wolfed down the food like he had never seen the world before. But when he saw that most of the people looked like him, Ning Tao felt relieved. In a bad mood, I started eating heavily, and I didn't stop until I was so full that I couldn't walk anymore.
Recalling what the teaching brother told me and others, it is not difficult to infer that the sect's purpose is not to use waste. If you want to become a formal disciple from a Taoist boy, there are still many things to do and many hurdles to pass.
Even if he and others are still children, they still have to face cruel elimination. Judging from the characteristics of the mess hall learned from the senior brother, it is difficult to stand up after entering the mess hall.
And I don't know how long it will take to become a formal disciple, I don't know when I can see my brother and sister, and I don't know how my father and mother are doing.
He also thought that if he could only see his younger brother and younger sister after five years, I'm afraid Ning Feng would have become a big man and he wouldn't even recognize his younger sister...
That night, Ning Tao thought about a lot of things, and slowly fell asleep with deep thoughts.
In the dream, I stepped on a flying sword and took my younger brother who grew up to be a handsome young man and his older sister, soaring through the sky, passing through the white clouds, and across the sky full of stars, leaving the mountains and rivers below behind me. After flying for a long time, I finally returned to my hometown village.
At this time, the home has been completely renovated, the collapsed house has been rebuilt, and the parents are preparing delicious meals for themselves and their younger siblings.
Ning Tao, who returned home with his younger brothers and sisters, looked at the gray hair on his father Ning Hutou and Xu Xiuniang's temples. He could no longer hold back the longing in his heart. With red eyes, he ran over to hug them and told them My deep feelings of longing...
Then the family sat around the brand new Eight Immortals table, holding wine bowls and eating fragrant rice and fruits. There was also a basin full of fragrant and well-cooked meat on the table.
Everyone happily reunited at the table and chatted while eating. The children talked about their experiences over the years, and the father and mother told how they missed their children.
As he was talking, his father seemed to remember something and asked his mother to bring the swords he had prepared for himself and his younger brother. The mother smiled and got up and went back to the house to retrieve two sharp swords and gave them to her father.
The father took the two swords from the mother and told himself and his brother that when you grow up, you are already men. When your father gets old, you will be responsible for protecting this family from now on.
After speaking, he patted his and his brother's shoulders vigorously. His father was about to hand the sword to himself and his brother when suddenly dark clouds gathered outside, lightning flashed, and a two-headed giant eagle emerged from the dark clouds carrying the palace.
The mother screamed in fright, her face turned pale, and the father was so frightened that the sword in his hand fell to the ground with a "clang".
However, the sword that fell on the ground seemed to have life. It kept jumping around on the ground, making a "clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clank, Ning Tao fell to the sword, and Ning Tao looked at the sword that was jumping back and forth on the ground with some confusion...
Ning Tao, who was sleepy and confused, slowly opened his eyes and listened to the clanging sound from the small copper bell outside. He stood up in a hurry, straightened his clothes, washed his face casually with water, and hurried to his classroom. go......
The young Taoist boys sat neatly cross-legged on the futons in the classroom. In front of each of them was a small bookcase with pens, ink, paper, inkstones, and two linear books neatly placed on it. , the rosewood-colored bookcase is decorated with exotic flowers and plants carved on both sides.
The warm sunshine of the early morning shines through the screened window into the quiet room and shines on the bodies of the Taoist boys. Senior fellow teacher Yang Feng, who is sitting behind the desk, asks: "Did you eat well yesterday and sleep peacefully?"
When all the Taoist boys heard the question from their senior teacher, they nodded like chickens scratching their heads.
Yang Feng saw everyone's appearance, smiled slightly, and said again: "Yesterday you entered the other courtyard for the first time, and you were physically and mentally exhausted. The dean, the uncle, specially ordered the cafeteria to arrange spiritual rice and spiritual fruits to relieve your fatigue. These things are not available in the ordinary world. .”
All the children whispered excitedly after hearing this. No wonder they felt so delicious. It turned out to be something from the fairy family. Everyone was excited to think that they might be able to eat such delicious food in the cafeteria every day.
Seeing the expression of the boy below, Yang Feng then said with a smile: "Even formal disciples like me cannot eat spiritual rice and spiritual fruit every day. You must know that taking spiritual rice and spiritual fruit for a long time can help remove impurities in the body. , improve your physique and speed up your cultivation progress. In the mortal world, it is difficult to buy a pound of spiritual rice with a hundred golds. As Taoist boys who have just entered the sect, you will have an unlimited supply only this time. From now on, you can only eat it every seven days. Once, and there will also be a supply of medicated meals every seven days, and you can go to the pharmacy to get it by yourself."
There were expressions of surprise on the faces of the children. They did not expect that the food they ate yesterday had such miraculous effects and was of such high value.
But when they heard that they couldn't eat it every day, the children suddenly became a little downcast, and some even muttered and complained.
Seeing everyone's performance, the teaching brother Yang Feng looked a little unhappy, his voice could not help but raise a few points, and he said sternly: "Why do you think the sect will provide you with nothing? Even if you are a formal disciple, your monthly salary cannot be enough." We have been eating like this every day since then. You have made no contribution to the sect now. The sect provides you with medicinal diet and spiritual food for free. This is the sect’s kindness. You must learn to be grateful and remember the sect’s kindness. One year later, If you are unable to enter the Xuan-level Taoist realm, the sect will no longer provide you with spiritual food and medicinal meals."
When the children saw this, they looked a little scared and did not dare to say anything.
But then Yang Feng said in a gentle tone: "However, after you can advance to the earth-level Taoist class within two years, you can receive one portion of spiritual food and medicinal food every day."
The children who were a little frustrated just now, their eyes lit up after hearing the next words of the teaching brother, and they all secretly made up their minds to work hard to become earth-level Taoist boys, so that they can eat such delicious food every day.
Yang Feng saw everyone's expressions and nodded with satisfaction.
Then he said: "Now the official class begins."
All the boys sat upright after hearing this.
"On your table are prepared pens, inks, paper and inkstones and two books. One of these two books is called "Xun Meng Xue" and the other is called "Thousand Character Classics". These two books have a total of three thousand characters. From now on, Your task for a while is to understand all the words in these two books."
After saying that, he pinched a magic weapon in his hand. As the magic weapon was squeezed, brilliance flashed on the jade behind him, and a word "Douda" appeared.
"Today I will give you the first word. This word is called 'immortal'. If you are destined to be worthy of the spirit of an immortal, you will naturally be endowed with it. You will live forever and be free. When you ascend to heaven, you will become an immortal. The road to becoming an immortal is long and long, and only after you have traveled through hundreds of realms. Climbing to immortality. This word is your first lesson, because all of us are cultivators of immortality."
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After Ning Tao's teaching brother taught the immortal calligraphy, he asked everyone to open "The Thousand-Character Classic", and soon the sound of reading could be heard in the classrooms surrounding the square.
"The sky and the earth are dark and yellow, and the universe is vast and desolate. The sun and the moon are waxing and waning, and the stars and constellations are arranged. Cold comes and summer comes, autumn harvests and winter hides, leap years become a year, and the law regulates the sun..."
Half an hour passed quickly, followed by a sound of "dang...dang...dang...".
Yang Feng stopped and led everyone to study and told everyone that they could go out to rest. At the instruction of the teaching brother, the restless Taoist boys rushed out of the classroom like wild horses and came to the square to start having fun.
The classroom became quiet, but there were still a few people who had not left, and Ning Tao was among them.
The teaching fellow who was sitting behind the case smiled slightly when he saw the few people left behind. He didn't say anything. He just picked up a thick book, sat crookedly and read to himself.
"The ancients left no stone unturned in their knowledge, and only when they are young can they become successful through hard work." My mother once told myself and my brother that if we want to achieve something, we must pay attention to our daily efforts.
The accumulated soil forms a mountain, the accumulated water forms an abyss, and a drop of water penetrates the stone. Therefore, Ning Tao, who has a strong mind, has worked harder than ordinary children in both martial arts and studying since he was sensible.
And Ning Tao, who was anxious to see his brother and sister as soon as possible, made up his mind early and did not waste any time. He hoped that through more dedication and effort than others, he could pass the entrance examination and become a formal disciple as soon as possible, so that he could go down the mountain. I met my brother and sister.
"The sky and the earth are dark and yellow, the universe is primitive..." Ning Tao secretly read the Taoist text he just learned in a voice that only he could hear, "The sun and the moon are waxing..., what's this? How do you read the characters?”
The troubled Ning Tao looked up at his senior brother who was immersed in the world of books. He wanted to open his mouth to ask, but he was a little embarrassed. After struggling for a moment, he made up his mind to get up and ask his senior brother who was sitting behind the desk reading.
Ning Tao was just about to get up when he saw his senior brother who was still studying just now said: "The sun and the moon are waxing and waning. When the sun is tilted to the west, it is called 昃. This sentence means that the sun is straight and slanted, and the moon is round and waning. "After that, he ignored Ning Tao and continued to read the book in his hand with relish.
Ning Tao was stunned for a moment when he heard his senior brother's words, then stood up and bowed, then picked up the book and continued reading silently.
In this way, whenever Ning Tao encountered something he didn't understand, he would ask his senior brother. At this time, the senior brother would put down the book in his hand and explain its detailed meaning.
Seeing this, the other people also followed suit. Among them were three people named Yang Song, Pan Yue, and Zhang Yong. In addition, there was a child who looked thin and dark.
The time for half a stick of incense passed quickly, and the crisp and clear sound of bells came from outside the classroom.
