If a practitioner is not afraid of death, why should he be afraid of eating? But things cannot be compared like this.
There are several pots of wine and only one pot of food. It is Xiangxu’s specialty. It is said that ordinary people can’t eat it. Only those who like it can have this taste.
Hou Zi knew very well that this might not just be a spicy pot of dung beetles, but could also be considered a very special ritual. No one would say it clearly, but everyone would understand the meaning.
He has almost no other choice. It's like veterans treating new recruits in a military camp. You have to pass this test first, otherwise it will be difficult to integrate into the group.
Pretending to be indifferent, in order to show his pride, he picked up a spoonful and threw it into his mouth, chewing it exaggeratedly. In fact, he didn't taste it at all. He just kept reminding himself not to spit it out and make a fool of himself!
The two seniors saw it in their eyes and smiled in their hearts, but they didn't know what was going on?
When Xiang Zhiwen asked, he picked up one and imparted his experience: "Actually, when eating this food, it is important to chew each piece slowly so that you can taste the true taste!"
Dou Gong, "Every dung beetle has his own different life. None of them are exactly the same. Savor it carefully..."
Xiang Zhi asked, "The fun of eating this food is that you never know whether the next one will be delicious? Or smelly?
The smell is because I did a good job, but the smell is because Dou Gong didn't wash it well."
"For example, this one is male. It's a bit hard and crunchy."
"This one of mine is female, burnt on the outside and soft on the inside..."
"This one is good, it has eggs! It's the most delicious. One bite and the juices flow..."
Hou Zi regretted a little, regretting hugging this thick leg; but then again, how much better would it have been if the other two teams had been replaced? Not necessarily!
This is the life of Yinling Tour. He must adapt to this rhythm as soon as possible, quickly become the old man, and then... torment the newcomers after him!
This is tradition!
This night, You Xiangzhi asked for the vigil. They were not mortals, so they did not need to divide the whole night into half the night. There was no problem in persisting in meditation all night;
This is another kind of tradition. It starts with the senior brother, the one with higher realm, then Dou Gong tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow it will be him...
Resting like this, the only feeling he felt was peace of mind and incomparable safety.
After the morning class on the second day, the three of them began to continue tracking.
Following Bigou was not a difficult task, and the procedure was not complicated, so Xiang Zhiwen simply handed over the bottle and Bigou to Hou Zi to let him adapt to such Yinling tracking. This is what every Yinling An indispensable skill for cruising, it can find enemies and, of course, save your life.
The two senior brothers were following behind him, chatting with each other.
"Senior brother, I heard someone said that when this three-year period expires, you will return to Jincheng?" Dou Gong asked pretending to be careless.
Xiang Zhiwen sighed, "Yes! Time is ruthless, and it has been six years in a flash. If I stay here any longer, some people will blame me for being indifferent.
The Zhongjun Mansion has already said hello to me and asked me to go to their place. They are all about killing people and there is not much to do."
The Zhongjun Mansion is the best way out for most Quanzhen disciples of their background. They cannot enter the Marshal Mu Mansion, and they are not willing to go in. There are too many intrigues and intrigues; the Duwei Mansion is also special, giving people The eerie feeling is not their destination either.
Dou Gong knew that it was difficult for people like them to be sent to other towns. If others were uncomfortable, he would also be uncomfortable.
“I don’t know who the next patrol envoy will be sent from?”
Xiang Zhiwen shook his head, "Who can say clearly about the personnel in the Marshal's Mansion? If you, Feng Yaochen, and Li Jingxi can reach a higher level, I can write a letter and recommend it to be led by one of our own.
This area is always much better than outsiders."
Dou Gong was disdainful, "Senior brother's push is useless, this is not a matter of realm! Anyway, I can't do it, and there is no hope for Li Jingxi. Only senior brother Feng has some hope, but I don't think he is interested.
I just hope that the people sent from above can be more reliable and not give random orders, so as not to harm our brothers here."
Internal positions within the Quanzhen Sect are not dispensable. They are related to the most important aspect for a monk - resource allocation. Especially after arriving at Lianqiao, many of the resources needed to attack the upper realm Tongxuan are not personal.
If we can raise money, we need support from the teaching center.
There are two aspects: your own realm and your position; your realm can reflect the strength of a monk, but your position represents your contribution to the sect. Of course, a high position is because you have accumulated more merit. This is also a set of comparisons between the Quanzhen religion and the secular world.
Perfect system.
Of course, the system established by the ancestors of the sect was still very complete. Xiaoxiu worked hard to contribute to the sect while practicing. If he contributed enough, he could be promoted. By the time he passed the entrance, he could use these to obtain corresponding resources from the sect.
Compensation, such a virtuous cycle.
But over time, many things are changing. The proportion of human relationships in the background is getting larger and larger. It is getting harder and harder for people to truly rely on their own efforts, and the road is getting narrower. The combination of cultivation and secularity is gradually bringing about
Overcome the shortcomings of the worldly way of doing things.
So what he actually wanted to ask was, what kind of position would Xiang Zhiwen have after he went to the Zhongjun Mansion? If it was not as expected, it would have an impact on his immediate career.
But Xiang Zhiwen actually has no idea about these things. There are thirty-nine towns, and there are quite a few monks who reach the level of Lianqiao every year. With so many people fighting for limited resources, you don’t have any backstage connections.
The ability to dance well can only be appreciated by the superiors. How easy is it?
Tongxuan is a big hurdle, and it has a lot to do with the age of the monk. The best way is to do it all at once. The longer you delay, the easier it is to fail. By the time you have spent decades accumulating enough resources to reach the realm, the best time is long gone.
The entire country of Shan is not actually superior in terms of resources, it can only be said to be average. This is also a bottleneck that restricts the development and growth of the Quanzhen Sect.
All sects are like this, so why are casual cultivators so embarrassed? The situation of cultivation in Splendid World has amplified the resource problem to a very urgent situation.
The time when its spiritual energy revives is the time when human cultivation begins. During this period, there are no tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of years of spiritual inspiration, and there are no treasures of heaven, material, and earth buried deep in the soil. Human beings are highly intelligent, and it seems that there is no way to
The process of exploring tens of thousands of years of practice...
Immortality is actually very far away for low-level practitioners like them.
Xiang Zhiwen's mood wasn't high either. No matter how open-minded he was, he couldn't ignore his future.
"Take it one step at a time! I am like this, and so are you. If a new patrol envoy comes, it is best to cooperate as much as possible. The tempers of us people..."
Dou Gong smiled coldly, "It's okay to cooperate, but you can't act randomly! Otherwise, burying a patrol envoy in Yinling is nothing new!"
