The various sects sent congratulatory gifts one after another, and the four elders looked proud and proud.
When they first established the sect, it was a grand occasion, but most of the comrades who came to congratulate them were from their own country. It has never happened before that six countries congratulated each other like Xuan Xin Zhengzong, and the etiquette was so important.
Only Yan Chixia, the authentic sect leader of Xuanxin, looked increasingly uglier as if she had eaten something unclean.
"It seems a little out of control." Yan Chixia was a little anxious.
There is absolutely nothing wrong with being a chivalrous person who catches ghosts and exorcises evil spirits. The founding of a giant in the sect came from inner resistance.
Nong Xuan Xin Zhengzong was just a gimmick, trying to control these tomb robbers and ghost hunters. If you don't give them a name, these guys won't be obedient.
It doesn’t matter if there are many guests, they can just leave after they join in the fun. Then do whatever you need to do, and it will be the same as it was before. The authentic Taoist temple of Xuan Xin Sect is located in Maoshan, but he, the sect leader, may not even live here.
But now that it's like this, Yan Chixia is a little scared.
It's not that I'm afraid of not being able to repay the favor, but that I'm afraid of alarming the Lord.
When she first established Xuanxin Zongzong, Yan Chixia was a little worried about being misunderstood. His abilities seemed to be due to his own enlightenment, but in fact they were all inspired by His Majesty. Taking in a disciple without permission is taboo in the world, let alone that one.
Just like a child who makes a certain decision in private, even if it feels like it is no big deal, there is always a fear of being reprimanded by his parents.
"The gift is too heavy, I will return it all later." Yan Chixia told the four elders, "It doesn't matter if you give me one or two, but it will be very troublesome if you do it all."
"Sect Master, these are nothing." The great elder said, "When we established the Sihai Gang, we received much more gifts than this. Three animals, five cauldrons, and six animals are all indispensable. Each family has ten carts just to pull the gifts. Several cars.”
The fourth elder said: "Maoshan is relatively remote and it is inconvenient to get those things. So we can only change it and put some thought into the value of the gift."
"It's better to bring the cattle and sheep over." Yan Chixia insisted, "We must retreat."
"I'm afraid it's hard to retreat." The third elder had just ordered people to deliver a batch of gifts and came back dripping with sweat. "You can't let go of the back of the Taoist temple. Many things rolled into the ravine, and some were broken. For example, The heads of the Zhou family's pair of jade lions are all missing..."
"It's a small matter." The second elder said, "Let someone bury it quickly so that no one can see it."
"Don't worry, arrangements have been made..."
"..." Yan Chixia's eyes twitched.
The small sect has basically completed the process, and it is the turn of the powerful giant with profound foundation.
The first few were relatively normal, but simple gifts were more expensive. Compared with the previous small sects, one family can rival more than a dozen.
Yan Chixia was feeling a headache, and then she realized that she had a headache earlier.
"The Sihai Gang congratulates Daxia Yan for establishing the sect. After today, 10% of the proceeds of this gang will be used as incense. As long as the Xuanxin Zhengzong is within the jurisdiction of our gang, the Xuanxin Zhengzong can set up any dojo. If the affairs of the two sides intersect, the noble sect will be the main one."
"The Iron Eagle Sect congratulates the great hero Yan for establishing the sect. After today, 10% of the income of this sect will be used as incense. As long as the Xuanxin Zhengsong is within the jurisdiction of our sect, the Xuanxin Zhengzong can set up any dojo. If the affairs of the two sides intersect, the noble sect will be the main one."
"Dafeng Pavilion congratulates the great hero Yan for founding the sect. After today, 10% of the revenue of this pavilion will be used as incense. As long as the Xuanxin Zhengsong is within the jurisdiction of our pavilion, the Xuanxin Zhengzong can set up a dojo. If the affairs of the two sides overlap, the noble sect will be the main one."
These three companies had obviously discussed the matter, and there was an uproar after the announcement.
"Are you crazy? With the scale of these three companies, how much does it cost for 10% of the revenue? Just hand it over as soon as you say it?"
"These three families all have imperial backgrounds. Originally, some of them had to be handed over to the imperial court. Now they are squeezing out 10%, which is too expensive."
"Hey, hey, hey, don't keep looking at money. Haven't you heard about the dojo? Within your own sphere of influence, Xuanxin Zhengzong is allowed to plant his flag and give in if anything happens... Is this a sign of worshiping the eldest brother?"
The heads of the three families remained silent, actually feeling reluctant in their hearts. But whoever allowed himself to be from his mother's family had to give in under the coercion and inducement of the four elders.
"Baishengtang congratulates the great hero Yan for establishing the sect. After today, 50% of the proceeds will be used as incense. In the area under his jurisdiction, the Xinzheng Sect can set up a dojo at will, and all the disciples under the sect will obey his orders."
Those three families were a little more tactful. This Baishengtang simply skipped the politeness and clearly acted as the outer door of the family.
"You..." Yan Chixia stared at the four elders.
"Well, it was indeed arranged by us." The four elders behaved very reservedly, even a little bit ashamed.
"We are all our own people, so we should support you. In fact, I originally wanted to give you a surprise, but I didn't expect that Bai Sheng Tang would steal the limelight."
"Yeah, I didn't expect Han Silang to have such courage. I was careless, I was careless."
"Old Hall Master Sun has a successor, but it's a pity that our juniors can't do it."
"Who says it's not the case? We originally asked them to change their banners directly, but no one was willing. Look at Baishengtang, it's really different..."
The four elders were very upset about the failure of their younger generation. They looked at Han Silang as if they were looking at other people's children.
Seeing Han Silang about to retreat after congratulating him, the great elder couldn't help but grab his hand.
"Master Hall Master Han is amazing. Back then, Hall Master Sun entered the living tomb, and today Master Hall Master Mao Shan congratulated him. Two generations of heroes from Baisheng Hall will surely be a good story in the future."
"The great elder is very complimentary." Han Silang said modestly, "Although I have some ideas, I am far from the courage of the old hall master. In fact, before leaving, the old hall master made some remarks."
"Oh?" The great elder was very curious, "What did Old Hall Master Sun say?"
All the people in the world also pricked up their ears, wanting to hear what the old hall master said that made Han Silang dare to hand over all the Bai Sheng Hall.
"The old hall master told me that Jianghu only represents the present, and Xuanxin Zhengzong represents the future. No matter how prosperous we are now, we will be eliminated by history sooner or later." Han Silang was quite emotional.
"Monks and warriors are not the same concept, and cannot be compared simply with force. Even if warriors are powerful, they cannot escape the category of mortals. But monks are different, they are transcendent existences."
Several elders deeply agreed.
Several of them in the Yuanshen realm have reached their twilight years. But Yan Chixia's appearance seems to have changed little over the years. And when fighting those evil spirits, they all witnessed the difference between Taoism and martial arts.
There seems to be no difference between the first and second turns of the soul, but the higher the realm, the more different it becomes. Their active participation in mountain creation was not entirely due to Penglai.
All the people in the world were in a state of confusion.
Because of the rise of Yan Chixia, there have been more topics among monks in recent years. But most of them are just hearsay, and very few have personal experience like the four elders.
"Strong is strong, weak is weak. Regardless of monks or warriors, the battle is nothing more than victory or defeat. For example, my senior brother Guan Zheng has visited Penglai twice. He fought against Yan Chixia and only suffered defeat. I recognize the master of Penglai. The means are great, but others..."
Zhang Meng couldn't help but put forward different opinions, and immediately gained many voices of approval.
Han Silang didn't argue anything, nor did he finish his words.
In addition to those words, Sun Sihai actually said two more important things.
"My opportunity lies in the Tomb of the Living, but Baishengtang's opportunity lies in Maoshan. No matter what the cost, we must be tightly bound together. After a few years, even if Qingguo is gone, Baishengtang will definitely be there."
Han Silang did not fully understand these words. In fact, even Sun Sihai heard what King Hui said. But both generations of hall masters have one advantage, and that is their bottomless trust in matters related to Penglai.
No matter what happened to him, there is no need to consider the details, just go up and lick it.
But for others, it is obviously still unacceptable.
"Baishengtang has been in a difficult situation after being separated from the Qi court in recent years. Now that it has done something like this, I'm afraid life will be even more difficult."
"Yes, no matter how powerful the Jianghu is, how can it reach the imperial court..."
Amidst the discussion, representatives from the six countries appeared.
Naturally, the national level is not comparable to that of Jianghu sects, and everything they do is very generous.
Like the gold, silver and jewelry I gave you before, there will only be more here and not less. The construction of Taoist temples is even more basic. For those like Qingguo who have wise princes to give advice, they have even been built in advance and can be opened directly by hanging a sign later.
Of course, the court's thoughts were obviously more serious. The five families all expressed their intention to make Xuanxin Zhengzong the state religion and canonize Yan Chixia as the great national master. The prince performs the discipleship ceremony on him, and when he sees the emperor, he does not need to kowtow to him to discuss the Tao with his friends.
But the first premise is that the sect’s address must be moved. The dilapidated Maoshan is nothing good. It is not as prosperous and suitable for development as the prosperous capitals of various countries.
Only Commander Meng of Qi State was embarrassed because he had not received that much power before coming. He only invited Yan Chixia to the capital in a whisper, saying that the emperor's reward would be no less than that of others.
But regardless of whether there was any useful information, Yan Chixia naturally refused them all. I just hope that these people will leave quickly after delivering the things so that he can be clean and tidy.
Seeing that everyone had given away gifts, Yan Chixia was about to say something to say goodbye when two children's voices suddenly rang out.
"Wait, wait... let's deliver something..."
Everyone looked for fame and couldn't help but laugh.
They were two children of seven or eight years old, dressed like people in the mountains. I was panting and sweating profusely from running, and it was obvious that I had just climbed up from the bottom of the mountain.
"You also give gifts?" someone asked with a smile. "what to give?"
"Sword!" The little boy raised the wooden sword and shook it.
The crowd roared with laughter.
Although the texture looks like metal, the hilt looks like wood. And it can be easily lifted by a child of seven or eight years old, let alone an iron weapon.
"This gift is indeed valuable."
"It seems very delicate. It must have taken a lot of effort to cut."
"Master Yan, you have to accept this..."
Everyone was joking, but there was no malice. The sudden arrival of two boys on such an occasion is a good omen in a sense.
No one noticed Yan Chixia's expression at this moment.
"This sword..." Yan Chixia has never been afraid of anything, no matter how big things happen, she will not panic. But now, looking at the wooden sword, he lost his composure.
His face turned pale, his hands and feet were cold, and his heart was beating fast.
Yan Chixia's heart was in her throat.
In fact, at the very beginning, he had no fear of Su Qing. Even if you choose tortoise shell and become Penglai Walk, it is just out of pure admiration and respect.
But as Taoism becomes more and more profound, we go further and further on the path of practice. The awe in his heart became stronger and stronger.
Immortal is not simply a title, but an existence that mortals cannot understand.
Just like an ant looking at the sky, it only sees its vastness, but it has no idea what the sky is.
"How could your Majesty give me a sword? Is it really just a gift? Do you want to approve my behavior, or reprimand me? There must be some mystery behind sending children here... No, no, you can't think about it, it can't be a coincidence... …”
Yan Chixia forced herself to calm down and asked the two children. "Did you give this sword as a gift or was it given by someone else?"
The little girl replied: "The uncle selling porridge gave it to me. We are just helping."
All the people in the world laughed.
"That weirdo selling porridge?"
These days of waiting are boring. There is such a wonderful person in the village, how can they forget it.
"That guy also gives gifts? But he's a bit too stingy."
"Isn't that right? I gave him one tael of silver for a bowl of porridge."
"One tael is nothing, I gave you ten taels."
"Don't talk about it. Someone gave me Qianliang. I even heard that someone left all the weapons."
"Are you crazy? For a bowl of porridge?"
Some people really don't know other people's affairs, while others deliberately make sarcastic remarks.
Zhang Meng, the crown prince of Qing, the fourth prince of Chu, the old minister of Liang, and others all shook their heads and sighed, or gloated.
Such as the young swordsman, Commander Meng, the old minister of Yan State, Princess Wenzhu, etc., were either silent or gnashing their teeth.
"Uncle selling porridge?" Yan Chixia was a little suspicious. He didn't know what was going on at the foot of the mountain.
"Yes." The little girl said, "Let us help deliver something to a person named Yan Chixia. He said that he borrowed the sword back then and gave it to him today. This is a gift for your founding of the country."
Yan Chixia only felt a buzzing sound, and her mind went blank for an instant.
"Really the Lord?!!!"
Others didn't notice Yan Chixia's abnormality, but mostly looked at the two children with interest.
"It seems a bit of a loss when you think about it." The little boy seemed to have just realized a problem, "He doesn't even give us porridge, so why should we run errands for him."
The little girl said: "My father said that we should help each other."
"That means people from the village." The little boy retorted, "But he is an outsider, so it's different."
Everyone initially found it interesting to watch the two children talking, but after hearing a few words, they felt something was wrong.
"Isn't he from your village?" someone asked.
"No... but it seemed like before..." The little boy was a little confused, "It's so strange. I knew he was familiar to me before, but I can't remember him."
"Yes, he just came here half a month ago." The little girl also scratched her head, "But I always thought that he was the uncle who grew up with my father..."
The confusing words made everyone feel strange. But at least one thing is certain, the porridge seller is not that simple.
"I knew that person was not simple, he must have a lot of background."
"What other origins can there be? All the forces with some background in Qingzhou are here, but none of them look like them."
"It may not be Qingzhou, but what about Qianzhou?"
"Yes, we didn't have much contact before, but Guan Zheng and Dou Qianli crossed the sea one after another. Maybe..."
Everyone made their own guesses, and Yan Chixia spoke tremblingly.
"I am Yan Chixia, please give me the sword."
Yan Chixia was very frightened now, not knowing whether the Lord was warning or congratulating. But he knew at least one thing, he had to take over this sword.
The little boy handed over the wooden sword.
"Give it to me..." A Xuanxin disciple instinctively wanted to pick it up.
After all, the previous gifts were collected by them, so this one must also be thrown behind the Taoist temple.
As a result, before she could finish her words, Yan Chixia called her out.
The body floated several feet lightly, but it remained in its original position without moving.
Before anyone could shout good work, I saw a strange scene.
Yan Chixia, who was slovenly and unkempt, carefully smoothed out the wrinkles on her robe and neatly arranged the collar and collar. Her hair was in a very formal bun, and she took the wooden sword from the boy's hand very piously and solemnly.
Afterwards, under the suspicious gaze of everyone, Yan Chixia carefully touched the scabbard and held the hilt of the sword tremblingly. After taking several deep breaths in a row, he seemed to muster up a lot of courage and finally pulled out a short section of the sword.
Buzz…
A soft sword cry echoed in the valley, and a vast aura of majesty arose.
The wooden sword unsheathed itself uncontrollably, walking around the mountain like a dragon. Bring out a gorgeous light belt, making the deep wild mountains shine instantly.
The weapons of all the warriors were whining, just like the uneasy pawns facing the king. The warriors also had inexplicable palpitations and felt the urge to worship the wooden sword.
This is a fairy sword.
"Your Majesty..."
Yan Chixia paid homage.
All the guests in Maoshan also changed their expressions.
…
The founding father said that as a monk, you should first cultivate your mind. The mountain collapsed in front of him, but his face did not change. After the tsunami, I feel calm. Even if the sages and emperors are in front of you, they are neither humble nor arrogant, nor arrogant nor arrogant, in order to uphold the right way.
"Jiuzong Taoist Collection·Xuanxin Authentic Sect"
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Maybe some people can see that this content was originally about three chapters, but I couldn't stand it. I couldn't write it if I wanted to. It didn't taste right. Maybe the author's thinking is distorted, maybe it's because Tianhan's brain is not clear, but I'm not satisfied with it anyway. Posting all three chapters is suspected of money fraud, so I compressed them to make a 2-in-1, just as a transition. That's it for today. The author has to chew ice cubes to wake up and try to write the climax better.
