Chapter 3 Section 6 Kuntong

"Hey, boy, I didn't expect you to have this hand!"

Qin Tian, who came out of the kitchen, was immediately praised by everyone.

It's been so long. Seeing the rare laughter of the disciples, Shangguan Cheng's face was no longer cold. At this time, he smiled faintly and said, "Qin Tian, what have you gained after thinking about it in March?"

"Master, no, oh, no, there is, there is a large area of tender bamboo in the back mountain, which is used for cooking. It is very delicious!" Qin Tian said with a silly smile.

"Ye well, it's good to leave you here to cook." Shangguan Cheng took a bite of the food and nodded.

"Yes, Master." Qin Tian replied respectfully.

After the meal, Shangguan Cheng came to the ancestral hall with enlightenment.

The ancestral hall is empty and should be decorated, as if no one has used it for a long time. Except for Qin Tian, the other seven new disciples have practiced Taoism. The daily lesson is to continue to review the introductory Taoism and understand higher Taoism.

The Taoism of Sanqingmen is all in one scripture, that is, Sanqing Zhenyan.

The three pure words are divided into three realms - the realm of Yuqing, the realm of Shangqing and the realm of Taiqing.

The realm of Yuqing has been taught among the entry disciples. This realm is subdivided into nine levels. Generally, if you enter about five years, you can learn it completely. Then you can learn the realm of Shangqing, which is divided into six levels. It can be said that these six levels can be difficult for the children of Yunyun Sanqing, and few of them can break through the sixth level of the Qing Dynasty.

As for the highest Taiqing realm, it is divided into three levels.

There is no one who has practiced Taoism to the third level of the Taiqing realm from ancient times to the present.

Even the quiet ancestor who founded the Three Clear Words wrote down the supreme third level of Taiqing only with his own insights.

"Those who have been trained in the third level of Taiqing have the power to control all people and live a long life."

This is the ultimate dream of the people of Sanqing Zhenyan and even the history of Sanqingmen. Unfortunately, no one has reached it so far.

"Have you taught him some introductory Taoism these days?" Shangguan Cheng stood in the center of the ancestral hall, looked at the Sanqing precepts on the stone wall around him and asked.

"Master, no." Mingjue answered truthfully.

"Three Halal Words can be passed on to Qin Tian from the beginning of Taoism." Shangguan Cheng said so.

"Yes, Master."

"Okay, you go back. As a teacher, I will go to Changmen to ask Tianfeng. You have to take good care of the eight brothers here.

"Master, go!"

Mingjue looked at Shangguan Cheng's whistling, sacrificed the Akagi sword and went away with the sword.

Mingjue left the ancestral hall and strolled to the Qingzhufeng Zhai Hall. The way happened to pass the yard where the disciples lived, so he walked in. In the silence, some of the disciples rested and some studied Taoism in the room.

Practice Taoism, focus on your own understanding. After the master pointed out some tips, most of them relied on his intelligence to understand them. Therefore, the disciples of Sanqingmen, in addition to breathing and vomiting outside and adjusting their qi pulse every morning and evening, most of the time, will participate in the study of Taoism in the practice room or their own residence.

Shangguan Cheng temporarily left Qingzhufeng, instructed Mingjie to do all kinds of logistical chores, and urged the new disciples to practice diligently.

Although Mingjue is only a handyman in everyone's eyes, at most an old disciple who came three years earlier, although he has few words, he generally respects him.

Who doesn't want to have supreme power when he comes to Sanqing Gate? Therefore, in addition to practicing, the disciples are also cautious in their words and deeds. Shangguan has always been strict and extraordinary, and these disciples are obedient to him.

The only new disciple wanders around all day except for cutting the bamboo and cooking - that is Qin Tian.

Fortunately, there is a bright consciousness among many dull people, who doesn't seem to be very interested in Taoism. These two cut bamboo and cook every day, learn some cooking skills, and then sleep in. They live a comfortable life.

Living in this quiet mountain for a few days also slightly made Qin Tian, who was originally full of noise and earthly atmosphere, calm down a lot. He cut bamboo as usual every day. Although it can't be cut off, it is also good to exercise his muscles and bones.

However, on such a day, boredom is inevitable.

When night falls and he sleeps deeply, he lies in the hut of Qingzhufeng Qintian. After a day's tiredness, he will fall asleep. The broken robe is still extremely warm.

Of course, I will also dream of my mother who used to nag around her ears, and I will also think of the distant but kind Qingzhou City, and the fairy-like Mu Xueruo.

Of course, there is also the boy Boqing and Tang Feiyan.

By the way, how are the flying geese in the elf pool?

Ask Tianfeng, the main ancestral hall.

The Taoist fragrance is ethereal, and the stone statue of the quiet ancestor looks down on the crowd.

The Taoist priest is dressed in a white robe, and there are four deacons, each dressed neatly and sitting in four.

There is a beautiful book sticker on the case, and the red light is very dazzling.

"The challenge book of the Kontong faction at this time." Taoist people said.

"I didn't expect that a small sect a hundred years ago would dare to enter the room today!" The speaker was Tai Chong Taoist sitting on the right side of the Taoist. Seeing him in a black robe, he was extremely majestic.

There was anger and disdain in his words.

Kontong School, a character in this door once appeared in Fengyuan.

This school, founded hundreds of years later than Sanqingmen, is naturally regarded as a descendant among Sanqingmen. Kuntong Mountain is thousands of miles away from Sanqing Mountain. Sanqing Gate is in the hinterland of Middle soil, while Kuntong Mountain is on the shore of the East China Sea.

Kangtong School, founded by Feihongzi, is a Taoist. He has studied Taoist classics all his life and advanced Taoism, and has reached a very high level. In addition, he occasionally won the Feihong Sword, an ancient magic weapon, and was invincible. For a while, he created his own sect. Because he was born in Kuntong Mountain in the East China Sea, he had this school.

Kong's sect is divided into three halls - the Soul Chasing Hall, the Life-taking Hall and the Xuankong Hall. The characters in each hall are mysterious.

"The seven people who came to challenge the martial arts before were the seven people in the soul-chasing hall, led by the flower and dancing shadow of the hall." Dao Zun said so.

"What do you think of the head brother?" Shangguan Cheng looked at everyone under the seat and seemed to have some thoughts, so he asked Dao Zun.

"If the visitor is a guest, he will naturally pick out the next faction of our school to compete with it. Do you think which faction is suitable? At this time, Taoist suddenly said with a smile.

"They came with seven people, and the number of them is very small. I think it's best to give them to the sparsely populated group of my family." Xiyue smiled faintly and said.

"This is very true!" Lingcaowu was in charge of Mingtian and Taichong Taoist people to make peace together.

"You!" Shangguan Cheng seemed to have been stabbed to the pain by a group of people, and his face was very angry.

"Brother Shangguan, it seems that you are still worried about what happened ten years ago." Tai Chong Taoist said it, with a sneer on his face.