Chapter 3 Master

When Yuanshan woke up, he opened the door and saw that the sun had slanted west, and the Taoist temple was quiet and extremely quiet. Looking around, he didn't see the old road of Tianyang or Jiang Yingyue. He guessed that he might have walked to the back mountain after the mountain he had been to in the morning.

When I arrived at the back mountain, the old road and the path were there. Yuanshan came closer and found that they were playing against each other. Yuanshan didn't know how to play chess, so he didn't look carefully. He just waited quietly beside him, and Tianyang and Jiang Yingyue didn't seem to find him. It seems that for those who like it, no matter what activity is, it is fascinating.

This has been waiting for a long time. Fortunately, Yuanshan's nature is also relatively calm, so he can stand it. Even he suspects that all this is just a test for him by Tianyang Zhenren. After all, it is also a valuable thing for a 11-two child to calm down and wait.

"You are looking for me now, but you have figured it out." Tianyang Zhenren brushed the chessboard with his hand and saw that the chessboards returned to their respective positions, as if he had never moved, so he did not panic to take a sip of tea and leisurely asked Yuanshan.

Yuanshan did not dare to hesitate and quickly bowed and replied, "Exactly, immortal, I have figured out that I can be included under the door. This is my fairy fate given by God. If God has given it, if I don't take it, won't I be abandoned by God?"

Hearing Yuan Shan's answer, the old man's face showed a satisfied smile, and even Jiang Yingyue's little face next to him showed joy. Lao Dao nodded and said to Yuan Shan in a tone of approval, "Yes, it's really valuable that you can understand this. The chance, the chance, is both in the sky and in the fate, but more importantly, we should seize the opportunity. Only the benefits of getting it are good, otherwise if you miss the opportunity, it will be useless to regret it for the rest of your life.

Tianyang Zhenren stood up and paced under the tree, overlooking the green mountains. The leisurely sound sounded, and the whole person seemed to be integrated into nature, as if the sound of the road echoed by the ears of the original mountain.

"It was an opportunity to save you back yesterday; I think your physique and understanding are suitable for my breeze, which is also an opportunity; I originally planned to send you down the mountain tomorrow morning if you couldn't understand the channel tonight, but you could come before the sunset shows that you seized the opportunity; well, it's really God's blessing, you have to You worship under my Qingfeng Gate. Today, I will explain to you the general trend of cultivation and the specific situation under my Qingfeng Gate. At sunrise tomorrow, an initiation ceremony will be held for you in the ancestral hall.

Hearing this, Taoist priest Tianyang finally promised to accept himself as a t apprentice. Yuan Shan immediately knelt on the ground excitedly and kowtowed three times to the sky and shouted, "Master!"

"Ha ha, your child is also clever, but you don't have to be in a hurry. Let's listen to the teacher tell you the general trend of the world and our basic situation in detail. You need to listen carefully." Tianyang Zhenren looked at Yuanshan with relief, waved his hand to make him stand up, and then slowly explained.

It turns out that this world is known as Tianfeng Continent, but no one knows exactly how big it is. Even the old antiques who have lived for thousands of years may not know. Maybe only the legendary immortals of heaven can be sure, but since the world experienced the great disaster known as the "Three Saints" 3,000 years ago, no one has heard of it. Another true practicer who can soar. In those years, there was an amazing big man in immortals, demons and demons. This was originally a great joy in each way, but unfortunately, the three great talents were in the same era. Everyone wanted to unify the real world, but the other two were also not vegetarians. They were both amazing talents. How could they be willing to live under people? As a result, the three of them were not apart. After a long time, they all grasped the buffer period of soaring. In just three years, the whole world of cultivation was bloody, and all sects were inevitably involved in the rolling war.

"That's really a world of great competition. From the cultivation of small secular disciples, to the heads of various sects, elders, and even various hermit families, there are inevitable that there are demons with the inheritance of mythical beasts. In just three years, the fallen Mahayana period is no less than 30. The elders and heads of the sect all died. At that time, I was just an inner disciple in the foundation period. However, after the end of the war, not only did the three saints die together and disappeared, but the masters of the sects of various sects died, the secrets and secret methods of the sect disappeared, and our cannon fodder before the war The disciples of the basic period unexpectedly became the backbone of the sect. Ha ha!" Listening to Tianyang Zhenren's words, there seems to be endless loss and even a kind of hatred. Perhaps, although 3,000 years have passed, just listening to Tianyang Zhenren's retelling, even Yuanshan seems to feel the golden horse, dust and wolf smoke, countless heroic tears and endless heroic blood at that time. , more or less epic glorious sects, how many romantic figures who recited through the ages finally disappeared like a dust in that war, dust returned to dust, earth returned to dust, and some dissipated in the world.

"After that war, not only the loss of talents and cultivation secrets, but also because of the lack of high-level officials of various sects, and at that time, in order to vent their anger, various opposites slaughtered low-level disciples and destroyed the land of inheritance, resulting in the next three thousand years, although under the consultation of the only remaining high-level officials of immortals, demons and demons at that time, The resolution restored their vitality and stopped the war, but under the increasingly tightness of disciples and resources, the west wind of each sect was declining, and the Tongxianmen, Tianmo Mountain and Wanyao Palace at that time were gradually expanding, and other less damaged sects wanted to seize the name and real profit of the first sect, forcing the three forces to join hands to seal the mountain and wait for the recovery of their strength. At that time, I was an ordinary disciple of Tongxianmen. At that time, the sect was closed down. I happened to go out and couldn't come back in time, so I had to open up a clear view here and wait for the master's door to open. So strictly speaking, you are 109 disciples of Tongxianmen. You can remember it clearly. Yuanshan was not only stunned by these words, but also Yingyue Daotong heard them for the first time. After all, he was just an abandoned baby picked up by Lao Dao at the foot of the mountain and raised him. He usually served tea and water, which was not an authentic disciple.

Lao Dao seemed to be still in the memory of the past and waved his hand to let them go down. Yuan Shan looked at Tianyang Zhenren. He seemed to exude a sense of loneliness all over his body, and there was no longer the usual kind of harmony and imperresperity. Now Tianyang Zhenren is not only like a big master, but also outrageen.

Dinner is just a simple vegetable, crystal clear and very fresh. Influenced by the old-fashioned mood, it seems that even Jiang Yingyue is not as lively as usual.

"Ying Yue, since you are sensible, I have seen your diligence. Tomorrow, you will also worship my mountain gate. Like the original boy, you are a 109th generation disciple and the second disciple of my family. Would you like it?" Lao Dao still looked at ease, but Jiang Yingyue jumped up happily one day. After all, the status of Taoist children and disciples was still very different.

"Master, you are so kind." Jiang Yingyue immediately jumped to Tianyang Zhenren's side and hung it on Lao Dao's shoulder. The old man laughed and scolded, "Nonsense, why is it so big or small?" However, looking at the smile at the corners of his eyes, he obviously didn't care.

was speechless all night. Although it was exciting to want to enter the world of immortals, Yuanshan still suppressed himself and tried to fall asleep, so that he could attend the initiation ceremony on time the next day.

The next day, the sun rose, the mountains were cloudy, and the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant. It seemed that even birds could feel the excitement of the original mountain and the river reflecting the moon. After waking up, they dressed up and put on a new cyan robe. The man looked beautiful and full of air; the woman looked beautiful and natural, with ice muscles and jade bones, and the old man had been touching his white beard with a smile. Entering the ancestral hall, I saw two futons on the ground, an incense burner, and a portrait hanging on the wall. There were about 40 people in the painting. Of course, the appearance and age of the practitioners are countless. The man in the painting is dressed in a white Taoist robe, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, and his temperament is detached. He has three long swords on his back, one blue, one black and one red. He stands on the top of the mountain and looks into the distance like an abyss. Yuanshan thought to himself: This is our Qingfengguan, or the ancestor of Tongxianmen. The ancestors are all of this style, but I don't know what the three amazing talents were like in those years.

When he arrived here, Tianyang Zhenren, who had never had a good shape, also had a solemn look. He glanced at Yuanshan and Jiang Yingyue and shouted, "Kneel down, be quiet." The two knelt down and looked at the statue of their ancestors. Lao Dao stood on several sides of the case, looked at the man in the painting and saluted respectfully first, and said in a low voice, "Tianyang, the 108th generation disciple of Tongxianmen, worshiped the ancestor. Today, the unworthy disciple accepted two disciples, Yuanshan and Jiang Yingyue, must present the teacher's instruction, diligently teach him diligently, make him talented, and promote my reputation of Tongxian." Turning around and staring at Yuanshan and Jiang Yingyue and asking, "Are you two willing to worship our Tongxianmen and be the 109th generation of disciples, diligent in practice, unite the division, and promote our style." The two looked at each other and said in unison, "Disciples respect the teacher's order."

The old man laughed happily and said, "Okay, okay." His face turned solemn, "For me, I need to remember the three iron laws of Tongxianmen. First, don't bully teachers and destroy ancestors and obscene people; second, you can't punish evil and promote good, but you can't do evil yourself; Third, you can repay grievances, but you can't hurt innocent people. These three are the iron laws under my door, and you two can remember them firmly.

"Yes, master. The three iron laws under Tongxianmen are: first, you can't bully teachers and destroy ancestors, and are obscene; second, you can't punish evil and promote good, but you can't be evil; third, you can repay grievances, but you can't hurt innocent people. Yuanshan and Jiang Yingyue quickly answered in a low voice.

Tianyang Zhenren was overjoyed and said, "Okay, you two are calm and wise. You two can be the eldest brother. Jiang Yingyue is pure and kind, and you can be the second sister. You two want to work together, love each other, and protect each other. Can you remember?" Yes, master." The two looked at each other and clearly saw the smile in each other's eyes.

Tianyang Zhenren didn't care. He nodded with satisfaction and said to the two, "Okay, let's go to dinner. After dinner, I will begin to teach you two to practice the basic method."