Chapter seven hundred and eighty first two disciples
Lu Zhengkang watched Rui Hongchang devouring food across the dining table.
Apart from the cowherd boy who owns nothing, is stagnant on the sickbed, sick and begging for food, etc., it is difficult to find anyone lower than him in the world. Perhaps there are many more miserable people, but this humble attitude is linked to status.
Even the bottom layer can be a huge span.
However, it is such a boy who is destined to be extraordinary. In a world where God has eyes and a world where cause and effect reincarnate, the merit he has accumulated in several lifetimes can guarantee that he will prosper in this life. Even at this time, he
Meeting Lu Zhengkang was an inevitable coincidence.
In fact, it is quite interesting. Lu Zhengkang is smiling with his face tilted. God has eyes. This can be regarded as a prayer hidden deep in traditional culture.
In this world of cultivating immortals, how to earn as much merit as possible and reduce divine punishment is also a very important knowledge. It is part of the religious worship between monks. A small part of Lu Zhengkang's merits are brought by his disciples.
, and even more was actually earned by his Hades.
Reincarnation is a very burdensome job for heaven and earth. Lu Zhengkang's Hades is equivalent to a private trusteeship. He shares some of the work for God, so he gets merit as a reward. Otherwise, Lu Zhengkang feels that this system of heaven is still
It's very simple. When the day comes when he transforms all living beings into the red heaven and then contaminates the world with demons, then he will know how to be afraid.
Lu Zhengkang was distracted, and Rui Hongchang across from him began to burp. He ate a little too fast, and his stomach was cramping. The cowherd boy was holding on to the bowl and chopsticks, unable to hold even one mouthful, and still refused to let go.
"Are you full?"
The dirty, tanned boy nodded, shook his head again, hiccupped non-stop, and his eyes were as dull as a little rooster.
"When you're full, get ready to become a disciple. Let's go." Lu Zhengkang stood up and walked out. The boy named Rui was stunned for a while, then hurriedly threw down the bowl and chopsticks and ran behind Lu Zhengkang.
Lu Zhengkang looked down at the little boy and stretched out his right hand. Rui Hongchang hesitated and handed his thin left hand to the adult. The child's palm grasped the adult's fingers, and warm heat came from the surface of his limbs.
Rui Hongchang felt a great sense of comfort, a kind of comfort that is rare even if his parents are alive. His hiccups stopped immediately.
The place of apprenticeship has been prepared, which is a single room with tables and chairs. The light is dim. More than two hundred Chitian disciples are waiting. Lu Zhengkang enters the door. These solemn-looking monks all bow and worship, saying "Devil".
host.
Lu Zhengkang waved his hand, and Yu Dong quickly walked over from the tables and chairs deep in the auditorium, took the second junior brother from the master's hand, and Lu Zhengkang slowly sat down at the table.
Rui Hongchang trembled and did not dare to move at all. In this dark and oppressive auditorium, with the silent gazes of the monks on both sides, the air was still slightly cool, and he felt his toes sinking into the wet and cold sweat.
In such a quiet environment, Rui Hongchang began to hiccup, one after another, and couldn't stop it. The more embarrassing noises he made, the more painful and frightened he became.
Lu Zhengkang sat upright, "Let's get started. There's no need to do all this nonsense. Yu Dong, bring your second junior brother over."
The boy from the fishing village was actually not a few years older than Rui Hongchang, but the difference in their body shapes was huge. Yu Dong slightly bent down, put down the interlocked hands, and gently patted his junior brother on the back, "Let's go, don't be afraid.
That’s it.”
Perhaps it was Yu Dong's simple demeanor that played a role. Rui Hongchang was no longer afraid, but was still hiccupping.
After all, the auditorium is minimalist. I might have hung a copybook like "Heaven and Earth, Lord, Prince, Master", but Lu Zhengkang thought this was quite boring. Or maybe he would have written something like "Tao", "Qian Kun", etc.
It's boring. As a demonic demon, he was considered very amiable even if he didn't give himself a whole bone chair.
Rui Hongchang is a weird boy who is sometimes smart, sometimes naughty, and sometimes stupid. Lu Zhengkang thinks that if he practices more, he will become very smart. At this time, the cowherd boy completely suppressed his emotions and walked to Lu Zhengkang.
Zheng Kang knelt down and kowtowed.
After nine knocks, Lu Zhengkang told him to stand up.
"Our Chitian Mansion does not have any red tape, nor too many rules and restrictions. My requirements for you are not very high. I will bring you in. You know the master is good and know how to be filial, that's all.
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Rui Hongchang lowered his head and knelt down again, "Master, I am the only one left in the disciple's family. From now on, master will be my parents in the reincarnation. I will do whatever the master says."
Lu Zhengkang pinched his eyebrows and said, "That's not the case. Let's go and take you to accept the Taoist tradition."
For Rui Hongchang, the density of events in just one day is comparable to the entire seven years of his life combined. After all, for a child who eats, drinks, eats, eats, and herds cows, big meals, apprenticeships, time travel, mountain gods, and Taoist traditions...
Immortals, flying and soaring in the clouds, legends and truths, thousands of miles of sky and towering mountains and seas, and all kinds of animals running around.
The information that his mental system can accept and process is limited and pitiful, and the things that happen before his eyes that transcend experience are finally no longer accepted by his brain.
The mountain god glared at the child, "Young man looks lucky, how can he be more stupid than the last one?"
Lu Zhengkang hugged his arms and said, "This child is my second disciple. I will lend it to you Donghuang Sect. If you don't want it, just wait until the end of time. When I go out, I will bury the entrance to the center of the earth so that you can never find it."
To the heir."
The Mountain God of Zheshan showed his anthropomorphic stinky face, "Hey, boy, you are so unethical. Why is our successor still your disciple? Is Donghuang Ye's orthodoxy so worthless? When we see you in the future, you are still humble.
Two generations have passed, right? Do you think it will be a loss or not?"
Lu Zhengkang smiled and said, "Love it or not, this boy's talent is quite good. He will not have any problem cultivating a first-grade golden elixir in the future. I will personally teach him the Scarlet Heaven Demonic Way, and he will become a giant in the future."
The mountain god was delighted, "What do you think a first-grade golden elixir is? Since the way of alchemy has spread all over the world, there have been thousands of heroes from every sect and every generation. Only one or two out of ten can achieve a top-grade golden elixir. Those who can achieve a first-grade golden elixir are even more rare."
Pick one. Either you are gifted, have accumulated a lot, or are lucky. Otherwise, it will be impossible to achieve anything."
Lu Zhengkang raised his eyebrows. The batches of first-grade golden elixirs in the game seemed to have another mystery, "How do you say that?"
The mountain god stared at Lu Zhengkang like a country bumpkin, but he didn't know that Lu Zhengkang's Taoism was different from the mainstream of the world, and naturally he couldn't say he had any insights.
The condensation of Taoism is full of charm. If I want a first-grade golden elixir, there are only two
The first path is to accumulate a huge amount of mana in a world with complete Taoism. These spiritual powers will naturally aggregate into elixirs. This is a right path. The monks who may follow this path must have a strong sense of Qi.
Talent? Often it fails, and in the end you only get a second or third grade golden elixir.
"Everyone who has a first-class golden elixir in the world says that they had a clear mind when forming the elixir, comprehended the boundless mysteries, and triggered boundless spiritual energy to fill their bodies, and then they formed the elixir in one fell swoop. If you want to have such a state of mind, you must have great wisdom and enlightenment.
It cannot be achieved. In ancient times, there was Zen Buddhism spread from the east, and its disciples devoted themselves to seeking enlightenment and achieving enlightenment. This is exactly the reason.
"Furthermore, it is to obtain rare items, such as the earth mother's spiritual liquid, Ziyang Dan and other rare items that increase mana. Hey, this has to be a very wealthy sect to do it, but even so, each generation can only cultivate at most one
