Chapter 3 Section 3 Stimid

Just as Qin Tian was about to touch the door, a rustling sound came in from outside the door.

Listening carefully, it turned out to be a gentle footsteps coming towards Qin Tian's door.

"Brother, open the door!"

Who is it so late?

Qin Tian opened the door and saw a smiling face in the night. A young Taoist priest who was less than 20 years old stood at the door.

"My name is Mingjue. I'm sorry to bother you so late. Well, can I come in and sit down?"

Seeing that this young man named Mingjue was so polite, Qin Tian smiled and quickly opened the door and said, "Please come in. My name is Qin Tian. Come in."

"You are..."

The new disciples have never seen this person, so Qin Tian has some doubts.

"Oh, by the way, I'm a servant here." Mingjue laughed.

"Do you know that Qingzhufeng has a secret?" Mingjue's words aroused Qin Tian's interest.

"Mingjue, aren't you practicing immortals here?" Although Qin Tian heard this, he still couldn't stop his suspicion.

"I'm ashamed to say that my qualifications are extremely poor. How can the master like it? I went to Sanqing Mountain to practice Taoism at the age of ten, but until now, I haven't learned the introduction of Sanqingmen. Alas!" Mingjue shook his head and sighed.

"So Brother Mingjue, you no longer practice and become a cook?" Qin Tian couldn't help laughing.

"Yes. The Taoism of these three Qingmen is extremely obscure and profound. How can ordinary people learn more about it!" Mingjue sighed and then said, "If you cook with me, the day will be happy and free."

Qin Tian was depressed when he heard this, as if he was the kind of person with poor talent and could only do chores. He smiled, looked at Mingjue, and didn't say anything. He just felt that the man's expression was strange and his eyes were cunning. He was afraid that there was something he couldn't tell, so let's listen to him.

"Well, in this case, you will visit me tomorrow... Oh, no, go to visit your master. He has a very strange temper and is very strict about practicing Taoism. I think you are not suitable for cultivation. You'd better say good words to your master and ask him to go to work in the canteen.

This is what Mingjue said.

"The old man with a white beard - Tai Chong once said that I was not a material for monstructing. The Xiyue Taoist who brought him to Sanqingmen also accidentally revealed this point. At this time, this boy even said so much. Am I so bad?" Qin Tian thought so, but his originally calm face couldn't help but feel helpless.

Qin Tian lacked discipline since he was a child, and his mother was busy with his livelihood. It was also helpless to watch the child mischievous. After going to school, but without the talent to get ahead by studying, Qin Tian has completely become a naughty teenager. And the only uncle who has made friends with him is much better than him. Although the little Qin Tian doesn't care about this, as he grows up, this teenager looks happy and everything doesn't matter. In fact, in his heart, there is nothing wrong.

After Mingjue finished speaking, he looked at Qin Tian. Qin Tian immediately laughed and whispered, "That's what he said."

After saying that, Qin Tian said nothing more.

Qin Tian's brain is very flexible. After listening to Mingjue's words, he immediately knew the boy's thoughts. At present, he didn't say anything and thought it didn't matter. It was also a good thing to know an inexplicable boy.

Mingjue saw that Qin Tian didn't speak, and he was even more excited. He turned his eyes twice and whispered, "Tomorrow, the old man Shangguan will definitely test you. His problems have always been strange and tricky, but it doesn't matter. As long as you come to Zhaitang to find me, there will be no problem."

When Qin Tian heard what he said, he replied, "Okay, thank you, Brother Mingjue!" But he thought to himself, "This boy is so strange and he is dealing with him to see what he is doing." Mingjue saw that Qin Tian was so polite, he patted him on the shoulder happily, and then took out a black Taoist robe and handed it to Qin Tian.

"This robe is for you to wear for the time being, and you will wear it when you practice here in the future. The other brothers have sent robes. This one I specially left for you. Thank me quickly!"

It's fine if you don't look at it. This look can make Qin weather angry. This robe is so dirty that it is full of patches up and down. How can this be worn by immortals? I'm afraid that the beggar's clothes are better than this one.

"You!" Qin Tian said angrily, "I think you are such a bastard!"

"I won't treat you badly, and you will know my good intentions in the future. I'll go first. See you tomorrow!" After saying that, Mingjue smiled strangely, and his figure quickly flashed out and disappeared.

This robe, no, it's this broken robe. Lying aside, Qin Tian was too lazy to care about it, so he quickly lay ** and fell asleep.

But this is a mountain. After late at night, the cold air surged up. The house where Qin Tian lived could not avoid the cold air. Before midnight, he was woken up cold. Why is the quilt so thin in this shabby place? It's freezing!" Qin Tian muttered when he was half asleep, but his hands involuntarily grabbed the bedding. Unfortunately, he could not avoid the cold by wrapping the bedding all over his body. Finally, the broken robe was caught by him and put on his body.

It was very strange that as soon as this robe was on his upper body, he suddenly did not feel cold, and he could even feel a trace of warmth all over his body. Qin Tian was overjoyed, regardless of so much, and fell asleep.

The next day, when they woke up in the morning, a group of eight people came to the Qingzhufeng ancestral hall to worship their teachers.

Shangguan Cheng, dressed in a gray Taoist robe, sat in front and was quite majestic. At this time, he looked at the eight new disciples one by one, but his face was expressionless. Finally, when I saw other broken Taoist robes, my eyes moved and seemed to be a little helpless.

The eight disciples are tall and short, fat and thin. Except for Qin Tian, they all wear brand-new white Taoist robes and look energetic. Now Qin Tian is an alien. Standing among the crowd, he looks like a beggar.

"What's the name of this disciple?" Shangguan Cheng looked at Qin Tian and asked.

"Disciple Qin Tian, a person from Qingzhou, meet Master!" Qin Tian replied respectfully that he did not say anything about the first hero in Qingzhou.

"Ye�. Well, you can report your names one by one. Shangguan Cheng said so.

"My name is He Ji."

"My name is Zhang Chenghao!"

"My name is Lu Fan!"

"My name is..."

After a crisp voice, except for Qin Tian, the other seven brothers reported their names one by one. Qin Tian remembers it in his heart.

"When you come here, you must devote themselves to monism and don't relax. Some door rules and regulations of Sanqing Gate, you can look around and keep them in mind!" After Shangguan Cheng finished speaking, everyone looked at the white wall of the ancestral hall. There were indeed strong black characters - that was the "Three Qing Commandments".

At a glance, everyone is nothing more than respect for teachers, correct behavior, prohibition of gambling and killing and so on.