Lingxuan Mountain, the main peak of Lingxuan Sect, is the place with the richest aura of heaven and earth in the entire Lingxuan Sect. It is the residence of the leaders of past dynasties and the place where major matters are discussed in Yemen.
The entire mountain peak is majestic and simple, especially the Xuanguang Hall on the top of the mountain. After being repaired by Lingxuan Sect disciples over the past generations, it feels like a fairyland.
At this time, there were seven people standing outside Xuanguang Hall. They were the seven disciples of Master Huihe. They were waiting for the master's summons to switch to other people's disciples.
Half an hour later, the vermilion door of Xuanguang Palace was slowly pushed open, revealing a smart child, probably only five or six years old.
The little boy said in a milky voice: "Brothers, you have been waiting for a long time. The master has summoned me. Please come with me."
The seven people then followed the boy, walked through several vermilion corridors, crossed a stone bridge built over a small lake, and arrived at a hall with a four-character plaque "Lingguang Xuanyin" hanging on it.
"Report to the head, seven Taoist brothers have been brought here." The child praised him from outside the hall and looked into the door.
"Tong'er, please step aside. Wait for the seven people to come in." A long and leisurely voice came from the hall. Once you heard it, you knew that some kind of magical power had been used. The voice was long and clear to the ears.
Hearing this, the little boy turned around and stood by the door, saying, "Fellow Taoists, please come."
Du Fang looked at the boy and felt an indescribable strange feeling.
Although he was a year or two younger than himself, he remained calm when facing the seven people, with a smile always on his lips, as if the seven people were just like chess pieces on a chessboard in front of him, letting them manipulate them.
The boy seemed to know that Du Fang was staring at him. He suddenly raised his head and looked at Du Fang.
Du Fang was shocked by the boy's behavior. He saw a bit of innocence in the boy's eyes, but also a bit of sophistication.
At this time, Du Fang had followed the six people in front to the door of the hall. The boy closed his eyes, smiled and nodded slightly to Du Fang.
Du Fang walked into the hall with doubts and closed the door.
Entering the hall, the head of Lingxuan Sect was sitting cross-legged on a futon, facing the seven people.
Behind him is a sculpture of a Taoist priest wearing a white robe, making secrets in his left hand, and holding a fly whisk in his right hand. This man has a childlike face, narrow eyes and a smile, and is very easy-going. He is the founder of the Lingxuan Sect and a great monk in the Nascent Realm.
Taoist Master Lingxuan.
This Taoist Priest Lingxuan is also strange. He was originally a mortal from the Lingmeng Mountains. When he was more than ten years old, he went into the mountains to collect medicine and accidentally rescued a deer that was emitting colorful light. Taoist Priest Lingxuan mistakenly thought it was
The gods came to the world and took extra care of the little deer.
One month later, a girl in purple clothes came across the sky to look for the deer. She was very happy to learn what Taoist Master Lingxuan had done.
Give Taoist Lingxuan a book of scripture "Shui Yuan Jue" and a bottle of unknown spiritual liquid.
Taoist Lingxuan drank this bottle of spiritual liquid and practiced this Shui Yuan Jue. His cultivation improved by leaps and bounds, and he finally reached the level of Nascent Xuan Realm. He founded the Lingxuan Sect and recruited many disciples. It has been more than three thousand years since then.
However, after Lingxuan Sect passed away from Taoist Lingxuan more than 1,600 years ago, no disciple of the Huaquan Realm has been able to break through to the Nascent Xuan Realm and lead Lingxuan Sect to create greater glory in the Lingmeng Mountains.
In front of the sculpture of Taoist Master Lingxuan, in addition to the leader of Lingxuan Sect sitting cross-legged, there is another person, Master Meihe.
At this time, Master Meihe was standing next to the master, facing the seven people who came in, his eyes were so bright that no one dared to look directly at them.
The leader Guanshan saw the seven people standing side by side and said slowly: "The seven of you are called here today because of the matter of you and others switching to me and your uncle Meihe. Although junior brother Huihe died, the seven of you
He is a young talent from our Lingxuan Sect, so naturally the two of us will not ignore you."
The seven people responded in unison: "Disciple thanks the head master, uncle Meihe."
Seeing this, Taoist Guanshan nodded.
"Yinguang, you come to my door, Jiguang, Jishou, your two brothers also come to my door." Taoist Guanshan said slowly.
After that, Master Meihe, who had not said a word, said: "Zhao Mengyuan, Li Dong, and Fan Yue, you three will join my sect, and Du Fang will join my sect temporarily. If you cannot reach the advanced stage of Qi Refining in three years, you will be sent down the mountain."
, find another way out.”
As soon as these words came out, the seven people were shocked.
If Du Fang failed to reach the advanced stage of Qi refining within three years, he would be driven off the mountain. Du Fang's six senior brothers and Du Fang himself did not expect that the sect would be so heartless once the master left.
But then I thought about it, if Du Fang, a mortal orphan, had not been adopted by Master Huihe with great kindness, how would he have the chance to enter Lingxuan Sect to practice.
In addition, the sect's resources are limited, and Du Fang's talent in cultivation is really mediocre. How could the sect waste time on such a disciple?
Seeing the changing expressions on everyone's faces, Taoist Guanshan said at the beginning: "The journey of cultivating immortality is a journey against nature. The process is both physical and painstaking. If you are destined not to have immortality, it is better to stop thinking about it early.
Give yourself an explanation."
Du Fang's six senior brothers, including Du Fang himself, calmed down after hearing these words, and said: "I would like to follow the arrangements of the head master and senior uncle Meihe."
Master Meihe flicked his sleeves, turned sideways to the four people who had joined his sect, and looked out the door in a blink of an eye.
"Wait for the four of you and come to Purple Star Peak to find me tomorrow morning." After saying that, Master Meihe walked straight out.
Taoist Guanshan saw Master Meihe leaving and said to the four people: "You wait for the four of them to go first. Tomorrow, you will go to meet your new master. Yinguang, Jishou, and Jiguang, the three of you will stay."
Hearing this, Du Fang and the other four people exited the hall one by one and walked towards their original residence, Shuiyun Peak.
Along the way, Du Fang was worried: "The first senior brother, the second senior brother, and the third senior brother became the disciples of the master. The fourth senior brother, the fifth senior brother, and the sixth senior brother were placed under the disciples of Uncle Meihe. Everyone has a place to go. Only I am in the apprenticeship of Uncle Meihe."
There is a name hanging under the door."
"There is no way to continue like this. After three years of cultivation to the late stage of Qi refining, it is indeed a bit difficult with my own qualifications."
Lying in bed at night, looking at the moon and stars outside the window, Du Fang thought about Master Huihe who loved him, and on the other hand, he also thought about his new master, Master Meihe.
This Master of Meihe transformed into a spring more than two hundred years ago, and is now a monk in the middle stage of Huaquan. Although this Lingxuan Sect is a well-known and upright sect, this Master of Meihe is indeed notoriously difficult to deal with.
This Master of Meihe is not only fierce in his methods, but also has an eccentric personality. Of course, this can be observed from his appearance.
Although Taoist Huihe was a perfect monk in the late Huaquan period, he shook his head when he mentioned this other Lingxuan Sect protector.
Du Fang's thoughts were complicated and he could not fall asleep. He got up and walked outside the house.
Shuiyun Peak is filled with mist at night, with countless trees and plants, and various small animals jumping from time to time in the mountains and forests.
Du Fang was lying on a rock, looking at the bright moon and countless stars in the sky, feeling the natural things around him, and listening to the rushing water of the waterfall day and night. Unknowingly, he forgot his worries and fell asleep leisurely.