MTL - The Green Gourd Sword Fairy-Chapter 13 Preacher
It was night before Liang Yan returned to the dormitory. At this time, Sun and Li had both returned. Sun Qian and Li were still the same, the door was closed tightly, and he was sleeping in the dormitory. Li Dali was practicing his luck in the courtyard. Seeing Liang Yan's return, he immediately got up and said enthusiastically: "Brother Liang, you are finally back. I wonder if you don't come back, so I will find you."
"Oh?" Liang Yan said strangely: "I wonder what Brother Li is looking for?"
"Brother Liang is still very introductory. I don't know that tomorrow will be the preaching meeting for my disciples, right?"
Liang Yan frowned and asked: "Preaching conference?"
"Exactly, although our handyman disciples cannot enter the Chuan Gong Pavilion to read the magical powers of this sect, every six months in the clan, one of the top disciples of the outer sect will be sent to preach to our handyman disciples to solve their doubts. This preaching conference is right It's a great thing for us. I'm afraid Brother Liang would miss it without knowing it, so I will tell you specially."
Liang Yan warmed his heart and said gratefully: "Thank you, Brother Li, for telling me."
Li Dali waved his hand and said: "You are too polite. Our handyman disciple is a very low-status existence in the sect, and there are only three of us in the formation, and we must support each other. What do you have in the future? Just talk to my brother if you are in difficulty, and I will never turn down if I can help."
Liang Yanxin said: "Although Li Dali has a low cultivation base, he is a enthusiastic person who can make friends with him." Then he smiled and said, "Brother Li is outrageous, I admire him, and I will trouble Brother Li in the future."
The two looked at each other and smiled, and Li Dali said again: "In fact, Brother Liang is unlucky enough to be assigned to this line. I think I was forced to choose this bird place at the beginning."
Liang Yan said: "Actually, it doesn't matter. I like quietness, and it's not bad here."
"Brother Liang doesn't know that our sect provides resources. Inner disciples have 8 spirit stones and 3 spirit pill per month; outer disciples have 3 spirit stones and 1 spirit pill per month; and our handyman disciples In fact, there is one spiritual stone every month, and one spiritual gathering pill every six months."
"Oh, there is such a thing? Then why did I never get it..." Liang Yan already understood before he finished speaking. "Could it be Wang Yuan?..."
Li Dali glanced at him, nodded and said, "Brother Liang knows it. I don’t have any sect status when I wait for the handyman disciples. Even if I file a complaint at the Fa Pavilion, no one will pay attention. Moreover, Wang Yuan has a younger sister. He is extremely talented and worshipped as an outer disciple. Now he is also serving in the Fa Pavilion. It is impossible for us to beat him."
Liang Yan nodded his head in deep thought. He has the spirit stone given by the old monk, plus the spirit stone previously seized from Chen Chong and others. There are almost more than 300 pieces. There is no shortage of spirit stones, but he has a huge sum of money. People's hearts are unpredictable, but one should be careful and never show it.
Seeing him lowered his head and said nothing, Li Dali thought he was depressed, so he explained, "Brother Liang doesn't need to be so depressed. If you know the immortal way is difficult, it would be extremely difficult for me to try to practice against the heavens. Now working in the sect, It’s better than the common people. Some can’t eat enough, and some are ravaged by war. I wait for my cultivation level to be low, but I can stay in this kind of spiritual cultivation treasure. In fact, it’s the blessing of the sect to live a hundred times In the coming year, there will be no disease, no pain, and death without disease. This is the dream of many mortals.
Liang Yansao smiled and said, "Brother Li can see clearly." He has great ambitions, and he has the hatred of killing his father. He has never thought of staying here for a lifetime, so he is reluctant to discuss this issue with Li Dali. , Just talked a few words in a hurry, then went back to the room to rest.
Early the next morning, Liang Yan pushed the door out and found that Sun and Li were already waiting in the courtyard. Sun Qianli glanced at him and said impatiently: "Everyone is here, can we go now?"
Li Dali smiled honestly: "Let's go, the three of us will go together."
So Sun and Li led the way, Liang Yan followed closely, and walked for about a half day. When it was close to noon, they walked to a verdant mountain peak. At the foot of the mountain stood a stone stele with the inscription "Xuanji Peak". Three characters. Everyone climbed up the stairs, the peak was low, and soon to the top of the mountain, only to see a huge white jade square appeared in front of Liang Yan.
Baiyu Square is a square with a radius of tens of feet. There are four carved jade statues on the four corners. They are a young man with a pen, a woman playing a piano, a middle-aged man holding a scroll in his hand, and an old man meditating in front of the chessboard. There are hundreds of futons in the middle of the square, most of which are already seated.
Liang Yan lifted his eyes and swept away, most of them were at the second level of Qi training, only a few were at the third level, and almost none of them were in the first level. Although everyone wore similar gray shirts, the details were different. Some people painted a pill furnace on the front of their coats, which was obviously a pill disciple, while some painted a talisman in the same position. Obviously He is a disciple of Fumai. As for the three of Liang Yan, there is an octagonal pattern on their clothes.
Liang Yan silently calculated that there were more than 80 disciples of Danmai handyman in the field, and there were about 30 disciples of Fumai. As for Qinqi, calligraphy and calligraphy, there were more than 50 people, and only they were there. The pulse is the least, only three people.
Liang Yan gave a wry smile, followed Li Dali, Sun Qian and Li sat down on an empty futon. Sitting next to him was a female Qindao disciple. She saw the three of Liang Yan sitting, frowning, looked at a few people in disgust, and then moved the futon under her body a few inches to the side.
Just listening to the whispers of a few people around, one of the round-faced female disciples said: "Did you see it? That is the two most trash among our Yixingge handyman disciples. I heard that it has been more than three years since I started, and I still practice the first level. ."
Another harsh-looking female disciple said, "Isn’t it? Although our handyman disciple has a low status in the sect, Yixing Pavilion is the largest sect in the country. Even if it is a handyman disciple, it is naturally higher. It’s a casual cultivator outside the clan, these two people have low talents and still don’t want to make progress. They simply don’t deserve to be with us. It’s really a shame for us.”
At this time, a male disciple also said, "The kid next to them has a very good eye. Is this a new handyman disciple?"
"Huh, the so-called things are gathered together in kind, people are divided in groups, and those two wastes are naturally waste."
"Hahaha, what Brother Liu said is absolutely true!"
These people ridiculed the three of you in the array, as if they were born in Qindao, born noble, and they are not comparable to the three.
Although these people's voices were not loud, they did not deliberately lower them. At this moment, it was clearly transmitted to Liang Yan and others. Li Dali and Sun Qianli all had angry faces. However, Liang Yan smiled slightly, not caring at all. At this time, he watched his nose, his nose watched his heart, cross-legged and rested, as if an old **** was there.
Just as everyone in the square was still whispering, a burst of sandalwood suddenly floated from a distance, like an empty valley or orchid, sweeping away the irritability in people's hearts. Immediately afterwards, a scholar walked up from the mountain road. This man was wearing a moon white robe, a Confucian scarf on his head, a sword with a black waist, and a censer in his right hand with a red sandalwood sticking inside.
"Here, this person is Senior Brother Zhuo Bufanzhuo among the top three disciples in the outer courtyard. His cultivation has reached the peak of the seventh level of Qi training. This time the preaching disciple is him." The topic in the field shifted to the scholar who suddenly appeared. Body.
"Sure enough, he is a talented person. I heard that his uncle is one of the cabinet elders. He has extraordinary strength. The future of this person is limitless."
Some female disciples even had a nymph-like face, muttering to herself: "Zhuo Bufan, Zhuo Bufan, it really is Zhuo Er Bufan."
Zhuo Bufan glanced at the expressions of everyone in the field, his expression remained unchanged, he jumped to sit on the podium in the field, put the incense burner down with his right hand, and said, "All the juniors and sisters, Zhuo is not talented. Preacher disciples, during the preaching, if you have any questions, feel free to ask, Zhuo knows everything."
then pointed to the incense burner next to him, "What Zhuo brings is Ning Shenxiang, which will help you to realize the truth. The opportunity is not easy, and I hope you will cherish it."
"What? It's Ning Shenxiang!"
There was another uproar in the audience. Ning Shenxiang is a pricey treasure. It has the effect of calming the spirit and assisting the cultivation. It has a lot of help in breaking through the bottleneck and nourishing the soul. Not to mention their handyman disciple, even the outer disciple, it is usually difficult to get one. This Zhuo Bufan is actually willing to share it in the preaching meeting.
All the disciples in the field looked excited and admired Zhuo Bufan extremely. At this time, an older handyman disciple in the Dan Vessel coughed and said: "Brother Zhuo is a master of cultivation and character. I will wait and worship. Now everyone is still quiet. Now, let’s listen to Brother Zhuo’s preaching and teaching."
As soon as these words came out, the scene instantly calmed down, and Zhuo Bufan nodded in satisfaction to the Danmai disciple, and then slowly said: "I wait for the monks to practice, and the road is difficult and dangerous, and I am not a person with great perseverance. Nothing. One way of practicing is nothing more than refining the qi, refining qi to transform the spirit, and practicing the spirit to return to the emptiness; even the essence and the qi, the qi merges with the spirit, and the **** is hidden in the emptiness. Therefore, the lark in the world is the root of all things. Practicing qi and nourishing mind, step by step..."
The breeze is slow, sandalwood curls, and on the peak of Xuanji, Zhuo Bufan preaches, everyone listens quietly, the needle falls in the field, and the more than three hundred handyman disciples are fascinated and drunk, and time passes unconsciously.
"...So it is said that Qi training needs to be adjusted, the mood is unstable, and there are many dangers in future cultivation. If the heart demon invades at the time of breakthrough, the cultivation base will regress at the slightest, and it will be difficult to advance in this life; , A thousand catastrophes are over." Zhuo Bufan said here, it is already sunset, all the talents suddenly come back to their senses, and they all feel that they have benefited a lot.
Even Liang Yan felt that he had gained a lot. Although he had been taught by old monks before, he mostly urged him to memorize familiar formulas and practice diligently. On the contrary, he did not elaborate on the basic knowledge of introductory cultivation. It was this Zhuo. The senior brother's preaching resolved many puzzled problems in his previous practice.
At this time, someone asked: "The heart demon is so powerful, can you use the practice of Fulu and other methods to calm the soul and avoid the heart demon?"
The question was a chess disciple, Zhuo Bufan shook his head and replied: "My generation of monks, is the first to focus on self-cultivation, the higher the level of cultivation, the longer the life of UU reading www.uukanshu.com, the greater the magical power, you Only to practice the second level of Qi, the first task is to improve the cultivation level, and then consider these side sects." After listening to the question, the chess disciple nodded and sat down rather ashamed.
Then a tall man in Danmai got up and saluted, and asked, "Brother Zhuo, after I practiced to the third level of qi training, I obviously felt slow in my practice and slow progress. I practiced Taihe Lihuo Jue. I don’t know what it is. What's wrong, please give me some advice."
Zhuo Bufan smiled gently and said: "In fact, this is not a hurdle for Junior Brother Tang alone. I said before that monks practice against the sky and are incompatible with the sky. There are three major difficulties in this Qi refining period, one of which is Qi training 3. The peak of the layer broke through to the 4th floor, and the second was the breakthrough from the 7th layer of Qi training to the 8th layer of Qi training. The last stage was naturally the last step of the 9th layer of Qi training, and the foundation was built."
"The difficulty of the first two levels of these three levels is not much different. With a slightly better aptitude, you only need to practice hard work and you will eventually be able to break through; those with poor aptitude may need the aid of pill to break through. As for this last level, it is said that it is difficult to compare. Ascend to the sky, monks can only be considered as immortal cultivators after the foundation is built, and the qi training cultivators are only slightly better than ordinary top inner masters."
"So that's it..." Many of the disciples on the 3rd floor of the Qi training stage showed a sudden realization.
At this time, a female disciple of Qin Dao with a nice face suddenly asked: "I heard that Brother Zhuo is a master of piano and sword, and there are dragons and phoenixes among the people. Is it fortunate for the young woman today to have a glimpse of senior brother Qin sword?" I didn't dare to look at him, but his face was blushing, but it was even more coquettish.
As soon as these words came out, most of the female disciples in the field echoed one after another, all wanting to see the extraordinary piano art and kendo. Zhuo Bufan frowned slightly, then stretched it out, sighed and said: "Finally, let you see it."
