Late at night, Mr. Rongku, with more than 20 subordinates and dozens of disciples, came to the source of Baihua Spring halfway up the mountain.
Mr. Rongku's disciples are all children, ranging in age from seven or eight to twelve or thirteen years old.
His subordinates each have their own division of labor. The three men and three women who follow him during the day are his personal attendants and his most senior subordinates.
Among the other dozen or so people, there were those responsible for accounting, some responsible for food and lodging, some responsible for recruiting disciples, and the scholar who was watching, who was a sitter.
Everyone arrived and waited quietly beside the hot spring. Xu Zhiqiong slowly emerged from the darkness, transforming into an octogenarian.
He walked up to Mr. Rongku and touched the top of his head, just like stroking an old dog at home.
The middle-aged woman turned back to greet the group of children: "Kneel down!"
She asked the children to kowtow to Xu Zhiqiong.
Xu Zhiqiong waved his hand and said: "Don't kneel down, the Holy Ancestor hasn't recognized them as disciples yet."
Mr. Rongku nodded and said, "What I'm saying is that such a naughty boy doesn't know what he's doing."
"You are quite knowledgeable. What is your name?" Xu Zhiqiong touched Mr. Rongku's head again.
The man quickly replied: "My name is Hu Rongku."
Hu Rong is suffering?
Is this the origin of Mr. Rongku?
Would anyone be called such an unpleasant name?
"Is this your real name?"
Hu Rongku lowered his head: "It was given to me by the villain's mentor."
"What's the name of your mentor?"
Hu Rongku glanced at Xu Zhiqiong secretly and muttered in his heart:
He knew that I was a disciple of the Holy Ancestor and could still find me. How could he not know my name or the name of my mentor?
What is the origin of this person?
Hu Rongku was having doubts when he suddenly heard Xu Zhiqiong shout: "How dare you! I asked you something, why didn't you answer it?"
A wave of coercion came over, Hu Rong shivered and quickly replied: "My master's name is Zheng Chaotong."
"There are many people with the same name and surname in the world. Please tell me more carefully." Xu Zhiqiong used the mantra.
Hu Rongku had no cultivation and had no resistance in front of the mantra. He immediately told the truth.
His master Zheng Chaotong lives in Zhuyuan City and is a well-known private tutor.
Hu Rongku told all about Zheng Chaotong's appearance, age, residence, and livelihood.
Xu Zhiqiong nodded and said: "Since you made it so clear, it seems that you are really Zheng Chaotong's disciple. But as far as I know, Zheng Chaotong has been staying in Zhuyuan City. How could he accept you as his disciple?"
Hu Rongku answered truthfully: "I am originally a member of the Holy Ancestor. During the first lunar month, I left for Zhuyuan City to participate in the Holy Ancestor Sacrifice."
The Nufu Sect actually has such large-scale activities in Daxuan?
This actually happened in the first month of this year, so it was only two months ago.
It seems that the previous clean-up was not done well.
Xu Zhiqiong wanted to ask if there was a ceremony every year, but he was too timid to ask.
He changed his angle and asked: "How many times have you attended the ceremony?"
Hu Rong pondered for a long time and said: "I don't remember."
Xu Zhiqiong said angrily: "You are outrageous! This is disrespectful to the Holy Ancestor!"
Hu Rongku hurriedly explained: "I have really forgotten. Since the day I joined the religion, I have remembered every scripture lecture in the church. However, since I arrived at Zhuyuan City, I have forgotten everything."
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"Have you really forgotten?" Xu Zhiqiong's eyes trembled and he used the mantra again.
Hu Rongku told the truth: "I really forgot, I didn't dare to lie to you at all. At that time, I completely forgot the honorable name of the Holy Ancestor, and I didn't know what I came to Zhuyuan City for. I was so confused."
In a daze, I arrived at the place where the ceremony was held. That was my mentor’s school.
My mentor never blamed the old man. He taught the old man again the teachings and asked him to study the classics again. He gave the old man a new name, Hu Rongku, and named him Mr. Rongku. He went here to recruit followers."
If it were anyone else, these words would sound a bit ridiculous, but to Xu Zhiqiong, they sounded very reasonable.
In the first month of the first month, Xue Yun killed Nu Zu, and the master erased the memories of a large number of Nu Fu's followers. Hu Rongku must be one of them. Therefore, he arrived at Zhuyuan City in a daze, forgetting his own purpose and forgetting to deal with Nu Fu.
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However, Zheng Chaotong's memory was not erased. The reason may be that Zheng Chaotong's cultivation level was relatively high and his master's unforgettable skills were ineffective against him.
It is also possible that Zheng Chaotong has a special status and was originally the back-up man for Nu Zu to stay in Zhuzhou.
Zheng Chaotong taught Hu Rongku new teachings. Whether it is the same as the original teachings of Nufu Sect still needs to be verified.
But one thing that puzzled Xu Zhiqiong was why Zheng Chaotong chose Hu Rongku, a fool. If he was so arrogant and tortured a group of children next to a hot spring, sooner or later he would attract the attention of the government.
"Did Zheng Chaotong only accept one of your disciples?"
Hu Rong said bitterly: "At that time, a total of thirty-seven people went to Zhuyuan City to participate in the ceremony, and the teacher accepted them all as disciples."
It turns out that Hu Rongku was not the one chosen by Zheng Chaotong, but all the people who participated in the ceremony were accepted by him regardless of good or bad.
Why don't the government care about the recruitment of believers with such a big fanfare?
Or is it that the prefect of Zhuzhou is also a member of the Nufu Sect?
Xu Zhiqiong said in a deep voice: "Hu Rongku, please recite the name of the holy ancestor!"
Hu Rongku recited devoutly: "The most holy and wise ancestor of boundless benevolence and benevolence."
Holy Ancestor.
Not the Holy Angry Ancestor.
He changed his honorific name.
"Which faction of the Holy Ancestor are you from?"
Which faction?
Hu Rongku became more and more puzzled. Are there different factions under the Holy Ancestor?
But since the other person asked, he could only answer: "The place of decay is the Holy Grace Sect!"
This can understand why the government ignored Zheng Chaotong and others. The court asked them to investigate the Nufu Sect, and now it has become the Shengen Sect. In order to express the custom of the government, they generally will not do anything when there is no profit.
Superfluous things.
No matter what their name is, if you look at Hu Rongku's actions, you will know that there is no essential difference between their beliefs and the Nufu Sect.
Their faith still pointed to the angry ancestor, and Zheng Chaotong quickly recruited followers. This was to summon the spirit of the angry ancestor again and hope that the angry ancestor could be resurrected.
Xu Zhiqiong looked down at the crowd and said in a deep voice: "Hu Rongku, you have served the Holy Ancestor wholeheartedly, worked conscientiously, and achieved great results through your hard work.
Now the Holy Ancestor has appointed me as the Holy Envoy, and has appointed you as the leader of the church. All your subordinates will be of great importance."
Hall master?
Is there such a position in teaching?
Seeing that Xu Zhiqiong looked very majestic, Hu Rongku did not dare to ask any more questions. It was naturally a good thing to be promoted to the hall master. He quickly knelt down and kowtowed: "Thank you, Holy Ancestor, for your kindness."
All the subordinates behind her knelt down and kowtowed. The middle-aged woman said to the group of children: "What are you doing standing there in a daze? Kneel down!"
Just as the children were about to kneel down, Xu Zhiqiong shouted: "Wait a minute, the hall master is an important position in the church. Whether you are qualified or not depends on your sincerity, please step forward!"
After saying that, Xu Zhiqiong retreated to the hot spring and motioned for them to take a step forward.
Hu Rong was unambiguous and quickly took a step forward.
Xu Zhiqiong frowned: "You are wearing boots, where is your sincerity?"
"This..." Hu Rong was shocked. Did he ask him to take off his boots?
Hu Rongku was really afraid of such hot rocks.
Xu Zhiqiong shouted: "Because you are loyal to the Holy Ancestor and teach your disciples well, the Holy Ancestor entrusts you with this important task. You refuse to take off your boots, but you are disrespectful to the Holy Ancestor!"
"My subordinates dare not!"
Hu Rongku said no more, quickly took off his boots, and stepped on the rocks with his bare feet.
This rock was still far away from the hot springs, but stepping on it almost made Hu Rong scream.
Hot, really hot!
Xu Zhiqiong looked at the others and said, "Are you also disrespecting the Holy Ancestor?"
After hearing this, everyone looked at each other in shock, and none of them wanted to take off their thick-soled boots.
The middle-aged woman said to the group of children: "You still haven't taken a step forward!"
The blisters on the children's feet were not yet healed, and they were in tears from the pain, but they did not dare to disobey. They took off their shoes and were about to step forward when they suddenly heard Xu Zhiqiong shout: "They are not considered disciples of Nu Zu, so they are not allowed to step forward!
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When the dolls heard this, they felt happy and retreated to a distance one after another.
Xu Zhiqiong said to everyone: "How long do you have to wait?"
A scolding question made everyone feel severe pain in their chests.
Not daring to delay, everyone quickly took off their boots and stepped on the rocks.
The man dressed as a scholar couldn't bear it anymore and whispered: "This hurts too much..."
Snapped!
Xu Zhiqiong stood there, waved his hand, and slapped him in the air.
The two of them were seven or eight feet apart. The scholar made an extra palm print, spun around in circles, blood came from the corner of his mouth, and fell directly onto the rock.
The rock hit his face, and the burned scholar let out a cry of pain and quickly got up again.
"Take another step forward!" Xu Zhiqiong shouted again, and Hu Rongku took the lead, leading everyone to take another step forward.
The closer we got to the hot spring, the hotter the stones became, and many of my subordinates screamed.
Anyone who made any noise, Xu Zhiqiong would slap each one in the face, ensuring that they would fall to the ground, and their faces would definitely be on the ground.
The woman screamed miserably: "Face, face, my face!"
"Stop yelling, you have no shame!" Xu Zhiqiong sneered, "If you yell and hit me again, just take one step forward."
Everyone really didn't want to step forward, but there was an invisible force pushing them forward.
Under the pressure of Xu Zhiqiong, Hu Rongku took more than 20 subordinates and walked forward for more than ten steps.
Now we were not far from the water's edge, the soles of everyone's feet were blistered, and the screams could not be heard without end.
A group of dolls were watching, but they couldn't understand.
They walked on this stone during the day, but they didn't dare to scream. Why did Mr. Rongku and the lecturers scream so loudly?
Mr. Rong Ku said, and every teacher here has said, this little pain is nothing.
And every gentleman said that they have suffered more hardships than we have ever seen.
They say that it is because they have endured so much hardship that they have the knowledge and skills they have today!
But why are they shouting so loudly?
The scholar who was working as a caretaker couldn't bear it any longer and ran away!
Xu Zhiqiong suddenly appeared in front of him and kicked him in the face.
The scholar stumbled and fell, half of his face touching the ground again, causing a blister.
"It hurts, it hurts!" the scholar shouted heartbreakingly, and Xu Zhiqiong stepped forward and blocked his mouth with the sole of his shoe.
"What's your name? This is all for your own good! You deserve to suffer all these hardships. It is your blessing to be able to undergo this training with Mr. Rongku!" Xu Zhiqiong rubbed the scholar's lips with the sole of his shoe.
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The scholar wailed muffledly, and Hu Rongku took the opportunity to run away.
Xu Zhiqiong turned around and kicked him to the ground.
A layer of skin was burned off Hu Rong's face by the rock. He screamed and wanted to get up. Xu Zhiqiong stepped on his face again on the rock: "You can only eat the most bitterness if you have to eat the most bitterness."
Suffering within suffering, do you understand this truth?
Those children were burned miserably during the day. Have you ever heard them complain? You are far worse than those children, but you still dare to be a gentleman? But you still dare to call yourself a saint? You have a face thicker than the sole of your shoe, so you are burned.
Do you feel pain after doing this twice?"
Hu Rongku woke up and shouted: "Who are you?"
"Is it your turn to ask me?" Xu Zhiqiong laughed ferociously and stepped on Hu Rong's painful face, "Are you guilty of spreading heresy?"
Hu Rongku exclaimed: "What I teach is the right principle..."
"You are guilty of killing a child?"
"He, they are willing..."
Xu Zhiqiong waved his hand and summoned a puppet, which held a lantern in its hand.