Apart from anything else, most of them are adults, in their twenties and thirties, are you sure it's still too late?
In addition, if a handyman disciple wants to be promoted to an outer disciple, it will take at least two or three years of suffering.
Two or three years, not two or three months, there are a lot of tricks here.
For example, if there are "unwritten rules" among Kunlun disciples, I don't believe that the Taoist sect doesn't have such a saying.
"Brother, are you recommended by an acquaintance or are you signing up on your own?"
As I looked around, a middle-aged man in his forties took the initiative to talk to me.
I shook my shoulder bag, smiled and said, "I came alone, a handyman disciple."
The middle-aged man seemed to have found a confidant and excitedly stamped his feet: "Me too, I am also a handyman disciple."
I was dumbfounded and said in disbelief: "At your age..."
I'm embarrassed to say the rest.
Everyone has the right to chase their dreams, I have no right to laugh at them.
The middle-aged man scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "I'm so forced that I can't help it."
"I came to Taoism not for money or to become an immortal, but for a Fire Flame Pill."
He took a deep breath and explained: "My daughter has a special constitution and is born with cold. She gets sick from time to time. Her whole body is cold and her consciousness is blurred."
"It's been sixteen years, almost soaking in medicine jars, and being sent to the hospital for rescue from time to time."
"No improvement, no improvement at all."
"Just last month, she fainted again, and the doctor said she might not survive next year."
"There is an old Taoist priest named Youfang in our village. He was once a Taoist lay disciple."
"He told me that for my daughter's illness, I need to take Taoism's unique Fire Pill to get rid of the cold in the body."
"In this way, we can not only save her life, but also solve the root cause of her disease once and for all, so as to avoid future troubles."
"There are no Fire Flame Pills available in the market, so I wanted to try my luck at Daomen."
"They said that if you work hard and listen to your supervisor, once you are promoted to an inner disciple, you will have the opportunity to ask for a fire pill from the master."
After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he said with a hopeful look: "This is my daughter's only hope. I will give it a try no matter what."
I smiled gently and asked, "Do you know how many disciples there are in the Taoist sect?"
The middle-aged man said loudly: "I know, I heard someone say in the restaurant yesterday that there are tens of thousands."
I nodded and said, "To be exact, there are 40,000."
"Among them, there are five to six thousand handyman disciples, nearly thirty thousand outer disciples, and the inner disciples you mentioned are at most three thousand."
"All of these three thousand inner sect disciples joined the Taoist sect before they were ten years old, and that's how they achieved their status today."
The middle-aged man said blankly: "What, what do you mean?"
I kindly said, "What I mean is very simple. If you are over ten years old, it is basically impossible to become an inner disciple."
"The kind that is unique among ten thousand, can you understand?"
The middle-aged man fell silent and did not reply for a long time.
I felt pity and said, "Go to the Ghost Street in Kyoto. There is an underground trading market there. The Fire Flame Pill you want is definitely there. It's just a matter of spending more money."
The middle-aged man raised his head suddenly, his eyes surprised and asked: "How much do you want?"
I thought about it for a moment, raised three fingers and said, "Three to four hundred thousand, that's about the price."
The latter instantly wilted and said dejectedly: "If it's thirty or forty thousand, I can borrow it. Even if I kowtow to them door to door, begging them."
"But three hundred and forty thousand, that's too much. I can't borrow it, I can't get it all together."
"Over the years, I have borrowed money from all my relatives."
"I haven't paid off the old debt yet, I..."
He gritted his teeth bitterly and said: "No one will lend it to me, because they are afraid that it will never come back."
"No one's money comes from strong winds, so how can we not be afraid?"