Until he angered the guardians of the Sutra Pavilion, an antique-level old monster who was not in the records personally took action and arrested the current headmaster into the pavilion, giving him a harsh lesson.
Later, the inner sect came up with a rule that the two families were not allowed to start fights with each other. If found, they would be severely punished.
Due to all these factors, the Xiu lineage was in decline. It was cut off from the Infant God several times, and the Shi family and the Qin family no longer interacted with each other.
This is the basic information that Wang Zijia learned.
"As you know, junior brother, our two families are no longer allowed to fight, but the Taoist struggle has been preserved because of this, but it is only conducted within the clan."
"Compared with ordinary families, such as Senior Brother Yuebai and his Gu family, everyone relies on talent, performance, and maybe some connections, and other comprehensive factors to ultimately decide who is the number one person in this generation and who will be the godly disciple. yes."
"Every three hundred years or so, our historians will start a battle for the Tao. The three generations of disciples, old, new and young, will end up together. Using the whole clan as the chessboard and each branch as the basic board, the entire clan will fight for the Tao, and finally compete for the contemporary god. Plant seeds of Taoism.”
"Use the strength of the whole clan to support him!"
"This fight starts from a moral fight and ends with a moral fight. It is absolutely not allowed to extend to personal grudges. Of course, when there is a fight, there will be dissatisfaction, which is inevitable. But at most, it will stop at mutual displeasure, wearing small shoes or something."
"There is no way it will develop into a situation like you think, brother, where you need to avoid disaster!"
"Senior brother, the reason why you misunderstood so much is probably because of Uncle Ten's death!"
When Shi Wanquan said this, he was silent for a moment, and then said: "Actually, you can't blame others for Uncle Ten's ending. Fifty years ago, the outcome of this generation's struggle for justice was actually clear."
"But Uncle Ten refused to admit defeat because he got a baby spirit item by chance."
"That's why I was forced by Uncle Ninth to live in a first- and third-grade cave. There are almost no resources to mobilize in such an embarrassing situation."
"Uncle Ninth's original intention is to force Uncle Ten to bow down, so that he can use the resources of the clan. In addition, the wealth that the two ancestors have worked hard to save over the years, including Uncle Ten's own gains, is barely enough for the two of them to break through."
"But Uncle Ten and Uncle Ninth are both too arrogant and stubborn. They both want to be the first!"
"The two ancestors did not dare to intervene, for fear of forcing Uncle Ten to bow his head, but they were dissatisfied and resentful, laying the foundation for disaster. It would be a bad thing for both of them to become infant gods."
"Uncle Ten then gave it a try, and you saw the result. If the breakthrough failed, it would be hard to reverse the injury."
"Even so, if he is willing to admit defeat, he can spend his last days in peace. But he is too stubborn."
"And the core rule of our historian's Taoist struggle is that each generation must have a winner and loser, and there must be the first person. Because we are not only fighting for Tao, but also for the Lord!"
When Shi Wanquan said this, his face was filled with deep thoughts.
"Fighting for the master?" Wang Zijia asked doubtfully.
Shi Wanquan nodded and said: "Yes, we are fighting for the master, the master of the head of the family. There are a lot of calculations and cultivators in the family, and there are so many people who seek the way. Everyone has exquisite ideas, and some are pretentious and have higher aspirations than the sky. Since Approval will win the hearts of the world."
"This is a good thing, but once something big happens, there will be too many people with ideas."
"If you don't want to repeat the mistakes of the past, each generation must have a person who everyone is convinced by and who can finally set the course. It doesn't have to be a word of mouth, but it must be able to overcome everyone's opinions!"
"If not, what if the Tenth Uncle and the Ninth Uncle both become infant gods, and the two ancestors emerge one after another a hundred years later, wouldn't it be another family separation?"
Following his words, Wang Zijia became clear about the general situation of the Shi family and what kind of family it was.
"Uncle Ninth's achievement as the Infant God is indeed the reason why I immediately sent Xiao Fei out, but it was not to avoid trouble, but because I didn't want him to get involved in the fight for the next generation."
"Uncle Jiu's achievement of becoming the Infant God means that the previous generation's struggle for the Way has come to an end. In the next two to three hundred years, it is destined to be a struggle for the Way between our Wanzi generation, Xiao Fei's Renzi generation, and the Rui generation below. .”
"As for us, the ten-thousand-character generation, we are probably suppressed too hard by Uncle Ninth and Uncle Ten, and we have no future."
"The clan is all optimistic about the Ren generation, and the disciples Xiao Fei and Uncle Jiu took in a few years ago are the ones they pay the most attention to."
"But Junior Brother Wang, you also know that Uncle Ten doesn't want Xiaofei to get involved. This is his last wish. That's why I thought of sending him out and not participating in the clan's dispute."
Wang Zijia was stunned for a while after hearing this, and finally understood the cause and effect.
Gu Yuebai on the side also said quietly at this moment: "Actually, sometimes I feel disgusted with the rules of their historians. The whole family has to decide whether to win or lose. It's so impersonal."
"But it only took less than three thousand years for them to go from being almost exterminated as infant gods to having three great gods under one roof. They are on the verge of returning to their peak."
"And I have to admit that the leaders of each generation created in this way are indeed more likely to become infant gods than the gods synthesized by our families."
Shi Wanquan looked at Wang Zijia with a wry smile and said, "Junior Brother Wang, now you understand why I said things are not what you think, Junior Brother!"
Wang Zijia nodded, looked at the girl behind Gu Yuebai, and then at the boy next to Shi Wanshen.
After looking at him silently for a moment, he finally looked at young Shi Renfei and said, "Do you want to participate in the clan's Taoist struggle?"
After all, winning is the full support of a baby god family!
Hearing this, Shi Renfei was silent for a while, and then said: "I promised grandpa that before the calculation is completed, I will not make plans or fight with others!"
have to!
That is to say, even after you have succeeded, you still have to end up!
Hearing this, Wang Zijia pondered for a moment and said, "Let's do this. Let these two kids become my disciples first."
"I usually fulfill my duties as a teacher and teach them."
"But I'm afraid of trouble. Especially when you get involved in all the things you have to do, it will be really troublesome."
"So when this kid wants to leave, he can leave at any time, but in Bai Peach Peak, just practice peacefully and don't get involved with anything else!"
Having said this, Wang Zijia looked at Shi Wanquan and Gu Yuebai and said, "What do the two senior brothers think of this arrangement?"
"I don't have any objections. I just sent Xue Qing to listen to you, junior brother!" Gu Yuebai said calmly.
"Thank you so much, junior brother!" Shi Wanquan saluted Wang Zijia and replied.
"That's it, let's let it be settled!"
Wang Zijia smiled and said, in fact, he could refuse.
But it was a matter of favor, and the Gu family treated him well, so putting off such a trivial matter was really...
"Why don't you meet the master soon!" Shi Wanquan said to Shi Renfei.
"Renfei pays homage to Master, please give me your title!" Shi Renfei made a nine-kowtow ceremony to Wang Zijia. An Xingsheng's eyes trembled and he immediately gave him a cup of spiritual tea.
Shi Renfei took the spirit tea and served it to Wang Zijia.
Wang Zijia brought the tea, but did not give him a Taoist title. Instead, he said: "We will wait until you make a final decision about whether to stay in the mountain or return to the clan."
"Respect the master and the decree!" Shi Renfei bowed again.
Seeing this, Shi Wanquan breathed a sigh of relief, took out a jade box, handed it to Wang Zijia and said, "This is the baby's apprenticeship ceremony."
Wang Zijia did not delay and put it away directly.
Gu Xueqing on the side also became a disciple, but Wang Zijia still did not give him a title.
"When you remove the two characters from your name, I will give you a Taoist number."
"Disciple must work hard!" Gu Xueqing replied with some cold words.
An Xingsheng and Xu Xian, both inside and outside the pavilion, looked at this scene with envy.
After the two of them completed their apprenticeship, Wang Zijia and Gu Yuebai chatted for a while. It was not until the evening, when the sunset filled the sky, that they stood up to say goodbye.
After instructing An Xingsheng to arrange accommodation and work for the two children left behind, Wang Zijia also left the pavilion.
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Standing on the top of the peak, looking at the jade talisman veins at the bottom of the mountain, they are shining brightly under the golden glow.
"What's wrong?" Xiang Feifei came back, looked at Wang Zijia's expression, hugged him from behind, put her head on his back, and asked softly: "Are you worried?"
"I'm thinking, if our vein really wants to develop and become a major outer sect vein, what should we do?" Wang Zijia looked at the jade talisman vein at the foot of the mountain, lingering in the golden light of the sunset.
"Why did you suddenly think of this?" Xiang Feifei asked puzzledly: "Is there anything in Pulse that I haven't done well?"
Wang Zijia shook his head and said: "No, today I learned about the Shi family's 'Gu Raising' to select the Gu King, and suddenly found that our pulse seems to be missing a catfish."
"If this continues, I am destined to become a bunch of useless fish. I can only run errands and deal with some chores."
While Wang Zijia was speaking, he stretched out his hand to touch his lower abdomen and towards Feifei's arm.
"Catfish?" Xiang Feifei raised her head that was attached to Wang Zijia's back, got out from under Wang Zijia's arm, turned her head in a strange posture, and looked at Wang Zijia, puzzled.
"It's okay, it's just random thoughts!" Wang Zijia lowered his head and smiled, looking at the jade talisman veins below again.
Seeing this, Xiang Feifei stopped asking any more questions. Wang Zijia reached out and held her in front of her, hugging her in his arms.
Under the setting sun, colorful sunset clouds filled the sky.
The people on the top of the mountain stand quietly in the golden glow.
The mountains are full of swaying peach blossoms, with a faint floral fragrance floating around, like a picture scroll like a poem.
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The two stood on the top of the mountain for a long time before returning to the yard and chatting for a while.
After dinner, Wang Zijia did not go back to the practice room immediately, but came to Bai Qian's alchemy room.
Looking at Bai Qian who was working overtime again, he said: "Don't be so anxious, just two furnaces a day, don't open the third furnace!"
"I understand, young master. I have already refined the elixir for ten days, and I am studying other things." Bai Qian had finished refining it, and said while making the secret to collect the elixir.
Wang Zijia nodded when he heard the words, and went to the wall next to him, and when he was about to take the jade gourd containing the elixir, Wang Zijia paused.
At this moment, in addition to the normal large jade gourds that usually hold the Confused God Pills, there are also several palm-sized small jade gourds hanging there.
Out of curiosity, Wang Zijia took one and looked at it.
"poison?"
At this time, Bai Qian had already arrived in front of Wang Zijia. Faced with Wang Zijia's doubts, she said sheepishly: "Sir, didn't you say before that you wanted to find something that is extremely toxic and latent, and the materials are widely available, and can accumulate in large quantities in the body?" Is it a special mixture of poisons?”
"These are the strange poisons I have obtained after searching for half a year in the circle of alchemists. Most of them meet the requirements you mentioned, sir, and they can be refined in large quantities."
Wang Zijia looked at the little gourd and raised his eyebrows slightly.
He turned his hand and swallowed the pill in his hand.
"Ah!" Bai Qian exclaimed and said in a panic: "Master, why did you eat this? I didn't buy an antidote for this!"
"It's okay!" Wang Zijia calmly comforted Bai Qian while sensing the body's reaction.
After a moment, after confirming that the poison was digested and lurking in the body, Wang Zijia looked at the newly appeared weight.
Chips: Spirit Poison
Level: Second grade
Status: Latent
Value: 670
Introduction: The special poison will lurk in the mana. As time goes on, it will slowly invade the Taoist foundation until it penetrates deep into the runes. As the amount of toxins increases, the toxicity will continue to increase.
This pill has a special effect on people with special physiques or those who practice special poisonous techniques, and will increase the poisonous power of their techniques.
"Interesting poison!" Wang Zijia asked the paper man clone in the sea of consciousness, exchanged it, smacked his mouth twice, and said interestingly:
"How much did this poison cost?"
Bai Qian looked at Wang Zijia nervously, and after confirming that there was nothing wrong with Wang Zijia, she breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Three hundred, if I refine it myself, I should be able to keep the cost down to two hundred and eighty after it is completed." Around nine.”
Bai Qian was obviously talking about the cost price of elixirs exchanged between alchemists, not the selling price.
"As a real person, how many pills can you eat before reaching the latent limit and becoming poisonous?" Wang Zijia asked again.
"I asked the person selling it, about a thousand pills! This kind of spiritual poison is extremely latent, and the more toxins accumulated, the more poisonous and difficult it is to deal with, until the entire rune true seed becomes a poisonous seed. It is said that it is difficult for gods to save them at that time." Bai Qian said carefully.
'It's a bit interesting. It's worth more than 600 degrees and 300 magic money, about two to one. If it is piled up in large quantities, it may be able to surpass the Confused God Pill. '
While thinking, Wang Zijia looked at the other dozen or so small gourds and asked, "Do the others have this kind of strange effect?"
"Well, half of it is suitable for mixing poisons, and the remaining half is suitable for a large number of latent toxins like this spiritual poison." As Bai Qian spoke, he took down a pink jade gourd from the wall and said:
"Among them, this one should be the one that can accumulate the most toxins in the body. It is the least likely to be poisonous and the easiest to trigger. It has a strange effect and is stronger than spiritual poison!"
"Theoretically, it is possible to accumulate toxins infinitely without worrying about death from poisoning. Of course, this is only theoretical, and no one has tested the upper limit anyway."
Wang Zijia took the gourd and poured one out again. Without asking about the effect, she ate it like a jelly bean under Bai Qian's hesitant expression.
(End of chapter)
