It is precisely because of the Zhengyang Sect's unpretentious training methods that their sect's defense is not tight.
The gatekeeper disciples all come here based on their mood.
Even the entire sect can be said to be impoverished.
The most valuable place in the main sect can be said to be the mixed mine in the back mountain of the sect.
I don’t know what caused this mixed ore to form, but in short, there are all kinds of ores in it.
On weekdays, if there are disciples who go in to refine weapons or even some magic weapons.
Anyone can enter and apply for spiritual stones.
Practicing in this sect is all about following one's heart and nature.
However, Zhengyang Sect also has some requirements.
Such as a monthly preaching conference.
All disciples must participate.
However, this kind of preaching conference is not a talk about some secrets of practice or mental experience by strong people.
A preaching conference is a conference where countless people come together to comprehend the world.
At that time, both the strong and the weak will realize together.
This is their practice.
And in addition to comprehending on sunny days, they will also comprehend on thunderstorm days, or rainy days.
This way of practice can even be said to be unique in the entire Chinese continent.
Moreover, as the leader of the Zhengyang Sect, Master Jiuyang is not someone whose whereabouts are secretive and cannot be seen by ordinary people.
It is said that Master Jiuyang often walks around the main gate, and his disciples often see him.
Moreover, Master Jiuyang was very willing to accept new things. When science and technology developed together, Master Jiuyang was one of the first people to study science and technology.
………
When Xu Zimo walked up the mountain peak.
I found that the depths of the mountains in front of me were almost unobstructed.
The road surface is smooth, and all kinds of flowers, plants and trees are trimmed smoothly and cleanly.
And there are various trees planted on both sides.
There are apple trees, pear trees, and all kinds of fruits.
Xu Zimo glanced at it casually.
I found that there were countless monks busy in these orchards.
It was still raining heavily just now. Xu Zimo looked up and found that the rain had stopped now.
"Leaving at night will eventually lead to a destination," Xu Zimo murmured to himself.
………
"This world is a dog-faced one, and it will change at will."
"It's just that it rained just now, and I was worried that the reflector in the orchard would be damaged by water, but I didn't expect it to stop in the blink of an eye."
"Zhou Zhi, what's the use of your reflector?"
"Don't you understand this? If apples want to be rosy, they must be exposed to enough sunlight.
But an apple is round, so there are places where sunlight cannot reach it.
I use a reflector to illuminate some of the dead corners of the apples with sunlight. "
"There is still such a principle. If you have time, let us figure it out."
"I heard that as long as the true disciples plant fruit trees well, they can achieve many great realms in their cultivation of immortality."
The immortal cultivators in front of me looked different from what I imagined.
There is no such thing as a sword that reaches the end of the world and is as powerful as a rainbow.
They looked like ordinary old farmers, planting orchards and wearing ordinary clothes.
A practitioner like an ascetic monk.
This is also related to the training methods of Zhengyang Sect.
What Zhengyang Sect emphasizes is comprehending the heaven and earth, so what does it comprehend?
What exactly is heaven and earth?
The leader, Master Jiuyang, left the answer.
To understand the world, let yourself return to the world.
How to return, grains and grains, joys and sorrows, joys and sorrows, these are all part of the world.
Don't try to transcend, don't think about immortality.
The steps were too big, and it was easy to pull on the hips.
For weak cultivators, planting grains is the best way to cultivate.
………
Xu Zimo looked around.
I found many disciples walking out of the orchard.
However, these disciples did not notice Xu Zimo. After all, the sect is so big, it is normal for there to be people they don't know.
It was Xu Zimo who took the initiative to speak.
"Everyone, is your leader, Master Jiuyang, still in the sect?"
After Xu Zimo finished speaking, he attracted the attention of countless people.
"Aren't you from Zhengyang Cult?"
"Who are you and what do you want from our leader?"
"I am a messenger sent by God. I have something to do with your leader," Xu Zimo said casually.
"A messenger sent from heaven?
Angel? "
Everyone was dubious.
If it were placed elsewhere, no one would believe it.
But the Zhengyang Sect emphasizes reverence for heaven and earth.
"We don't know our leader either, and he won't tell us his whereabouts."
Someone stood up and said.
"You can go to our core elders. They are all the true disciples of the leader and they will definitely know."
"Let me lead you," a middle-aged man stood up and said.
This middle-aged man had always been at the back, and Xu Zimo didn't pay special attention to him.
As soon as he spoke, all the disciples around him automatically moved out of the way.
The identity of this middle-aged man is obviously unusual.
He was wearing simple clothes, a straw hat in his pocket, and a hoe in his hand.
He must have just returned from busy farming.
"Senior Brother Jiutian," many disciples greeted the middle-aged man quickly when they saw him.
"Let's all go practice. There's nothing to see." The middle-aged man waved his hand and dispersed the many disciples.
Then he walked up to Xu Zimo.
He smiled and said, "Let me take you to find the elders. Our mountain is very big. It would be bad if you get lost."
Xu Zimo looked at the middle-aged man.
Although he looked ordinary, he stood there with a tall and tall figure, like an eternal tree.
For the time being, we didn’t care whether the middle-aged man was kindly leading the way or whether he was wary of himself, a stranger.
Xu Zimo didn't care.
Then he smiled and said: "Then let's go."
Along the road ahead, this middle-aged man was familiar with the road.
He was also taciturn along the way and did not take the initiative to chat with Xu Zimo.
"Based on your current practice, Master Jiuyang didn't accept you as his true successor?" Xu Zimo asked with interest.
Don't look at this middle-aged man as ordinary.
But Xu Zimo could feel that the opponent was very strong.
The spiritual energy in the body is like a sea of spiritual energy, bottomless and unfathomable.
Although he is incomparable to Xu Zimo, he is definitely not a weakling in the Zhengyang Sect.
The middle-aged man smiled.
He replied: "The leader said that the way I practice is different from his.
Even if he accepted me as his true successor, he wouldn't be able to help me much. "
"When I take this path, I just feel my way through the stones. I don't have the experience of my predecessors to learn from."
The two chatted and came to a rockery.
This is a place with a skyline.
This line of sky is at least several hundred meters long, but only a few centimeters wide. It would be difficult for even a fly to pass through, let alone a human being.
After the middle-aged man came here, a few sticks of incense appeared in his hand.
He lit the incense, and a little smoke came out instantly.
"What's the matter?"
(End of chapter)
