There are only a few elders in Tianyun Mountain who are qualified to accept disciples. In addition to the headmaster and a few venerables, there are also a few disciples like Wang Qiang who are ranked at the front of the sect.
Wang Qiang is the eldest disciple of Tianyun Mountain. In the late stage of cultivation, he is only one step away from truly entering the Fusion Realm and becoming an elder of the sect. At that time, he can accept more disciples.
This year, Wang Qiang can accept his first disciple since he started practicing. He had already promised Ping An a few years ago, so naturally he could no longer agree to the girl in front of him.
"My first disciple can only be safe!"
Wang Qiang touched Ping An's head with a faint smile on his face. He reached out and poured a cup of tea for the girl and replied: "Unless I can break through another level, there is nothing I can do!"
Hearing this, Ping An chuckled and said to the girl: "Sister, you can only wait a few more years. By then, the senior brother will be able to become an elder."
Ping An has lived on Tianyun Mountain since he was a child, and no one knows his life experience.
Even if the venerable master on the Five Peaks accepted him as his disciple, he would not do it. He only fell in love with his senior brother Wang Qiang and had to wait until Wang Qiang could accept him as his disciple.
For this reason, several sages from Tianyun Mountain were so angry that they scolded him.
But out of doting on Ping An, he had to agree to let Wang Qiang temporarily take him to practice, and wait until Wang Qiang can accept a disciple before officially accepting Ping An as an official disciple of Tianyun Mountain.
Seeing that her cousin had no chance of becoming a disciple, the girl didn't even drink the tea that Wang Qiang poured for her, so she pouted and said, "I'll go find the master, even if I become a registered disciple first."
After saying that, he turned around and left the bamboo house without saying hello to the three of them.
Li Xiuyuan looked at the girl's back and smiled bitterly: "Tianyun Mountain is not an easy place to come in."
Ping An nodded and smiled with Li Xiuyuan: "Brother, don't be afraid, your senior brother is protecting you."
Li Xiuyuan sighed and said quietly: "Sweeping the floor can also cultivate your mind, which is good."
"That's right. If you have such a character, you may not be able to develop immortal roots in the future."
Wang Qiang took a sip from the tea cup in front of him and introduced the details of Tianyun Mountain to Li Xiuyuan. Ping An was also listening quietly and watching how his senior brother taught the new brother.
"We have a total of five halls on Tianyun Mountain, Tianshu Hall, Tianxuan Hall, Tianji Hall, Yuheng Hall and Yaoguang Hall."
"The Tianshu Hall is home to the Master, the Tianxuan Hall is the Yuanzun, the Tianji Hall is the Sword Master, the Yuheng Hall is the Medicine Master, and the Yaoguang Hall is the Yuzun."
"The head teacher is also my master, with a very strict personality; Sword Master has an easy-going temperament and likes to travel around the mountains and rivers; Yuan Zun is in charge of refining weapons, and for various reasons, he has the fewest disciples; Medicine Master has his own things to do, and in the sect It’s as rare as a divine dragon to be seen inside the door..."
When the last one was introduced, Wang Qiang sighed and said, "About Yu Zun, I just heard Master say that Yu Zun is the most mysterious person among the five..."
Li Xiuyuan listened quietly, and was inevitably shocked. The five deities in Tianyun Mountain were all Mahayana beings. It was hard to believe that there were so many Mahayana deities in one Tianyun Mountain.
At least he had never seen any monks in the Mahayana realm in Tianyu City and Tianluo City.
I wonder if over the years, my master on Tianjie has made a breakthrough to the late stage of integration?
Wang Qiang talked for a long time, and finally when it came to accepting Ping An as his disciple, he stopped embarrassed, looked at Li Xiuyuan and said with a smile: "You can't be impatient."
In his opinion, it was already very difficult to bring Li Xiuyuan back and stay in the mountains as a handyman disciple.
Knowing that every year there are monks at the foot of the mountain, I want to come to Tianyun Mountain to be a handyman disciple. Even so, it is difficult to get started.
Li Xiuyuan didn't care, he couldn't stay here forever.
He was thinking about how to become a disciple of Yuan Zun, learn how to refine weapons, and find out where in Xuanwu Continent he could get the legendary top ten sacred fires.
Still, he had to think about how to restore the fairy spirit energy in his Dantian, release Xiao Long'er and Long Hongchen, and then find a way back.
These are the things he must face and care about.
After talking for a long time, Wang Qiang looked at Li Xiuyuan and said, "You will live in this bamboo house from now on. Ping An and I are not far from here. You only need to clean the stone steps outside the sect gate and the square outside the main hall every day. "
For such a trivial matter, Wang Qiang thought that there was no problem in taking the decision for his master. After all, he was the senior brother of Tianyun Mountain.
"Thank you so much, Senior Brother!" Li Xiuyuan nodded in agreement.
"You can also use Ping An's cultivation method to practice... If you encounter something you don't understand, you can just ask Ping An and me." Wang Qiang thought that Li Xiuyuan's physical body was strong, and maybe he could actually give birth to immortal roots.
Ping An, who was sitting aside, looked at him and smiled and said, "Brother, I will give you the technique later. You can make a copy of it."
"So, thank you." Li Xiuyuan looked at him and replied with a smile.
Not to mention whether what he learned was useful, he wanted to understand more about the differences between the cultivation methods of Xuanwu Continent and what he had practiced before.
One day he will embark on the road to conquer the stars, and he will understand everything here.
No matter when he can go back, it would be a good thing to learn more skills.
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In the Tianshu Hall on Tiandao Peak,
The man with a serious face and an indifferent look looked at the four people in front of him and said with a smile, "In a few days, it will be another three-year newcomer competition. Do you have any intention of selecting newcomers to train from the disciples who have entered?"
Not to mention that Ping An has decided to be the disciple of his eldest disciple Wang Qiang, it is also time for all the venerables here to accept disciples.
The woman in a purple skirt smiled and said: "Since the boss has spoken, I will take a look. If I meet someone suitable, I will learn how to refine medicine."
After speaking, he looked at the remaining three people and said with a smile: "Don't go after that little guy Ping An. He is clinging to that little Wang Run and following him all day long..."
"Well...I want to find someone to inherit my swordsmanship...I don't know if I can meet him!" The man in a blue shirt chuckled.
The old man with a white beard glared at the man in green shirt, turned around and said, "Old man, I'd rather find a guy to help me find a divine fire all over the world..."
"Yuan Zun, aren't you making things difficult for the boss? Who doesn't know that for hundreds of years, the Xuanwu Land has not heard of any divine fire being born anywhere."
The woman in a purple skirt looked at the old man and covered her mouth and laughed.
The man on the seat looked at the three people and shook his head. He looked at the last woman quietly and asked, "Junior sister, do you want to accept a disciple?"
"You guys should give up on this, I won't accept any disciples!" The woman looked at the four venerables in front of her and replied calmly.
The old man with the white beard was stunned, looked at her and said with a smile: "I don't know if the old man meets the little guy he likes, so don't argue with me then."
"If you like it, take it all!" A woman in a white skirt with a few floral embroidered flowers said calmly as she looked at the old man with a white beard.
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The early summer light came early as spring did, and before midnight, Li Xiuyuan, who had finished washing, came to the mountain gate.
The most indispensable thing in Tianyun Mountain is the ancient trees in the sky, and there are quite a few around the square in front of the mountain gate. Even in summer, the leaves are gradually turning yellow and falling on the stone steps and square of the mountain gate.
The mountain wind blew, and the leaves in the air floated one after another. The thin Li Xiuyuan was walking among them holding a broom, looking small and thin.
Li Xiuyuan has long been accustomed to sweeping the floor. For him, it is just a change of place to practice, so there is no need to be impatient.
Holding a large broom, he slowly swept the leaves on the ground into a pile, and then put them into the bamboo leaves beside the main hall.
Even if the mountain wind blew by, it could not blow away the fallen leaves that he had cleaned and packed up.
The stone steps seemed a bit long. It took him an hour to clean the stone steps in front of the mountain gate.
Carrying the bamboo shoots and the broom, I walked to the square of the front hall, put the bamboo shoots aside, and then started cleaning step by step along the stone steps of the main hall.
Sweeping the floor while chanting sutras softly is a habit Li Xiuyuan developed when he was in the Five Realms.
The old monk told him that in this way he could cultivate his mind and nature and make offerings to the Buddhas... Later, the old Taoist priest said that sweeping the floor could sharpen his nature and help him calm down and think more when things happened.
But the Buddhist scripture he kept in his heart told him: Never abandon the Bodhisattva deeds to make offerings, and never abandon the Bodhicitta to make offerings.
Li Xiuyuan lowered his head and swept the floor in front of the hall. A pair of eyes looked down on the distant mountain peak.
The headmaster had already learned from Wang Qiang that the sect had a physically powerful little handyman, and he wanted to take a look at it as he got up early.
However, even though he was gifted with a pair of piercing eyes, he still failed to discover the secret of the boy sweeping the floor in front of him!
It's clearly on top of a distant mountain peak. But he could see the expression of the boy who was sweeping the floor with his head down, and he couldn't help but nodded slightly.
Even a large sect needs a quiet handyman who sweeps the floor.
Not to mention whether the young man picked up by his disciple had immortal roots, just because he lived under the sweeping floor, he could still recite scriptures so peacefully.
Then the headmaster on the mountain took a high look.
Vaguely, he was also feeling sorry for the young man. Thinking of Wang Qiang's words telling him that Li Xiuyuan had no immortal roots, he couldn't help but sigh again and again, and silently stood up and left.
"If a Bodhisattva has the appearance of me, the appearance of a human being, the appearance of all living beings, and the appearance of a person with a long life, then he is not a Bodhisattva..."
Li Xiuyuan lowered his head to sweep the floor and felt eyes staring at him. When he looked up, there was no one around, only the disciples on duty in the main hall were patrolling back and forth.
"Is it possible that you don't believe that I am a guy with no skills? Where did this divine thought come from?"
Li Xiuyuan thought for a while, then lowered his head and continued to sweep the fallen leaves under the tree, thinking in his heart that luckily his master had concealed the secret for him early.
Otherwise, just this divine thought would probably mean everything about him would be looked at.
While bending down to sweep the floor, he thought that this way, he would have to spend two hours cleaning here every day, which would be almost the same as at the Prajna Temple in Fangcun Mountain.
Li Xiuyuan, who was sweeping the floor with his head down, tightened his grip on the broom, thinking of quickly sweeping away the fallen leaves in front of the hall, and then going back to ask about safety and whether the handyman disciples could guard the library in the sect.
Although there was no divine fire in front of him yet, he had to first understand the difference between the method of weapon refining and his previous sword-making.
Chen Mengsheng's book only talks about the use of divine fire, but there are no specific steps for refining the weapon.
As for divine fire, he had already mastered the relevant common sense, and now all he needed was to find a legendary flame.
Carrying bamboo stalks on my back, I came to the place where the leaves were burning, waved my hand and lit the leaves on the ground... While looking at the burning leaves, I cleared my mind.
After the fallen leaves were burned away, I looked up and saw that it was almost noon, so I thought I could go back and rest.
...
After washing the dust off his body, Li Xiuyuan moved out the couch in the bamboo house and placed it under the eaves, leaning on it lazily.
Before long, a voice sounded: "Brother, don't you need to cook? There is no dining hall in the sect. If you want to eat, you can do it yourself."
"What if it's your master and the others?" Li Xiuyuan couldn't help but ask.
Ping An shook his head and chuckled: "Elder brother said they are gods and don't need to eat."
At this moment, Li Xiuyuan thought of his master, the old Taoist priest who liked drinking and eating meat. He couldn't help but laugh when the old Taoist priest told him that he was not a god.
Thinking about it, it would be nice to come to Tianyun Mountain. At least there would be a place to hide from the wind and rain, and there would also be a chance to learn the art of weapon refining that he had always wanted to do.
He took Ping An's little hand and lay down next to him, and asked calmly: "Ping An, when will you become a disciple?"
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