The smile that had just appeared on Chen Mou's face disappeared, and he returned to seriousness, shaking his head and saying: "My 'Tao' is not here!"
"Oh, where is it? Please enlighten me."
Gu Zong sat upright, he really didn't dare to look down on the little casual cultivator who kept refreshing his knowledge.
If he recognizes a person, he will give him corresponding courtesy regardless of his origin, status, or strength.
Chen Mou stretched out his finger, pointed to the sky above the roof, and said slowly: "I want to find out why the stars are so bright, I want to understand why the sky is turbulent, and I want to know why the sun rises in the east and sets in the west every day? There are too many... Fangshi gives
There is no space for me to explore.”
This is what you forced me to do, Mr. Gu. You have to let me show off.
I am a low-key person, but my strength does not allow it.
Gu Zong couldn't hide the admiration in his eyes. He gave a thumbs up and laughed loudly and praised: "What a great ambition! If you are so big, I can't catch up with you!"
If you tell him these empty mysteries from the beginning, a few loudmouths will wake up.
But with the ants, barnyard grass, bricks and tiles in front of him as the basis, he admitted that the other party was a kind of maverick who had his own ideas.
Starting from the humble beginning, I am a fellow-minded person.
Chen Mou modestly cupped his hands and said: "It's a joke, it's a joke. I haven't asked the names of the two Taoist priests yet. Where is the treasure temple?"
"Xuandu Temple, Gu Zong, I have met Taoist friend!"
"Xuandu Temple, Ning Weizhi, have met Taoist friends!"
The two stood up, held hands, and announced their names and Taoist temples, which was a sign of recognition and respect.
Chen Mou hurriedly stood up and returned the greeting. He was too approachable. As a master of sect foundation building, he was polite to this little guy.
"Chen Mou has met the two Taoist priests, please take a seat!" After sitting down, Chen Mou repeated the old talk and said sincerely, "Two Taoist priests, can you recommend me to join your sect as an outer disciple?
Disciple?"
He is persistent, fearing that the other party will forget the important matter.
He doesn't even want to talk about those endless metaphysics.
Gu Zong took out a blank copper sign from the storage ring on his left finger. It was three fingers wide and three inches long. On the front, there were Bagua patterns and the ancient seal words "Xuan Du Guan" engraved on it.
Take the name "Chen Mou" on the left side of the word "Yunfeng" and hand it to the young man opposite with a look of surprise on his face.
The layout is too small. Doesn’t an outer disciple have the status of Qucai?
Is it worth his time to waste a pot of tea?
He can still afford it as a core disciple.
"From now on, you are already a disciple of Xuandu Temple. Take some time to practice the sign."
"Thank you, thank you two Taoist priests..."
The happiness came so strongly that Chen Mou was so happy that he quickly embraced it with both hands. He finally joined the organization because he was a member of the sect. He was so excited that he was a little incoherent. For a while, he did not hear the huge difference between "disciple" and "outer disciple". "Don't be too happy too early. Although I gave you the sect's identity card, you have to hone yourself in Fangshi for another five years. This should be regarded as a test for you. Within five years, you will be promoted to Foundation Establishment.
You can't just pretend to be a sect and cheat. Someone said before, 'Building a foundation is only a matter of time.' Don't blame me for not giving you time to grow."
Gu Zong used his rope to set up a trap, creating a ready-made problem.
Looking at the little guy opposite, whose smile gradually solidified, he laughed loudly, stood up, and walked out the door.
Ning Weizhi stood up with a slight smile. This was Senior Brother Gu who acted unconventionally and gave the sect elders frequent headaches. She smiled and encouraged: "Junior Brother Chen, it is not difficult to advance to Foundation Building. I am optimistic about you."<
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When Chen Mou came to his senses, Ning Weizhi, who was in the foundation-building stage, called him "Junior Brother" and revived him with full blood.
He only wanted the status of an outer sect disciple, and he was given too much. It was not worth spending twenty spiritual stones to treat him. He should not be too stingy as a person.
Busily chasing after him to deliver it, he whispered on the snake-beating stick: "Senior Brother Gu, can you pay my monthly salary for the next five years in advance? I am still short of two spiritual stones for the treat."
Crying the poor is a technical job, and he has used it very skillfully.
In the world of cultivation, spiritual stones are not omnipotent, but without spiritual stones, it is difficult to move forward.
He will buy foundation-building elixirs in the future and will need a large amount of spiritual stones, so he must prepare for a rainy day.
Gu Zong laughed and patted the pitifully poor junior brother on the shoulder. Looking at his expectant eyes, he said: "That was part of your test. I forgot to tell you that Xuandu Guan takes Yunfeng disciples and does not receive monthly salary.
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He also forgot to mention that the rule of canceling monthly salary was set by him a hundred years ago.
Open the door and walk away.
Ning Weizhi pursed her lips and smiled, following in the footsteps of Senior Brother Gu and leaving. It would be very interesting to have such a junior fellow student on the mountain who could play against Senior Brother Gu.
Chen Mou muttered in his heart, am I becoming a false disciple?
He still sent his newly recognized senior brothers and sisters out of the teahouse with full enthusiasm, until the two of them refused to let him go anymore. Seeing the two figures disappearing into the crowd in the distance, he turned back to the teahouse.
He could brew that pot of spiritual tea with twenty spiritual stones over and over again for an entire afternoon.
Anyway, there is no charge for refilling the water later, and he also has to pack the refreshments.
It’s not that he’s being petty, it’s just too expensive.
It’s so expensive that he considers extravagance and waste to be a great sin and will be punished by thunder.
The tea shopkeeper called him over, returned the eighteen spiritual stones and the magic weapon dagger, and said in a low voice: "That female Taoist priest has already paid for the spiritual stones, and they won't let you know in advance."
"Uh..."
Chen Mou collected the lost spirit stone with a smile on his face. Senior sister was still kind-hearted, but senior brother Gu was a scammer, the kind of scammer from beginning to end.
I went back to the wing and made another pot of boiling water, and drank some tea.
Sure enough, the taste of good tea is different from ordinary tea. It leaves a fragrant fragrance on your lips and teeth, with endless aftertaste. I praise the gift left by my senior sister.
He carefully recalled the previous conversation with the two of them, checked for any omissions, and felt that there were no mistakes. He drank a pot of tea, wrapped three snacks in oil paper, and walked out of the teahouse satisfied.
I bought half a sheep, a fresh fish, other braised vegetables and some wine on the street.
Having fun alone is not as good as having fun with everyone. He is going to have a big banquet for guests today.
Building a foundation within five years is an almost impossible problem for most monks in Fang City, but Chen Mou feels that Senior Brother Gu has really extraordinary vision and can see the extraordinary hidden in him.
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Is he proud?
The source of his confidence is the ancient jade.
At least you don't have to be like other casual cultivators in Fang City who have to rush around all day for a few taels of silver, which wastes a lot of practice time and wastes your mind and energy.
He can slowly explore up and down the cliff and be careful, and I believe he will find more surprises.
Returning to his yard, he handed the things to Ying'er, including the tea snacks he brought to her. Looking at the maid who was bubbling with happiness as she took a piece of tea snacks to taste, he couldn't help but pinch Ying'er's pink cheeks that had long since regained her baby fat. .
It feels so good!
He felt that sleeping with his maid all day long was also a form of spiritual practice.
I went to the mountain again to invite Master Mo and his family to be my guests. I also asked my two maids to go down the mountain to help with the cooking, so as not to make my own maids too busy.
A few days ago, Mr. Mo hired a few casual cultivators to harvest all the spiritual rice, and completed a series of tasks such as drying it and paying the rent. He was so tired that he almost spit out his tongue. He just rested today and lay back on a bamboo chair. Nafu, the two maids helped him squeeze his shoulders and legs, closed the door and enjoyed themselves, but were disturbed by this boy.
"You must have a happy event... you are picking up spiritual stones. How about you treat me?"
"Brother Mo, your guess is really accurate."
Mr. Chen was in a happy mood and did not want to engage in a verbal dispute. He lay down on another bamboo chair. When he changed to a larger yard, he also bought two bamboo chairs. He would lie on this one today and that one tomorrow and said: "You Help me keep a few more stones of spiritual rice, don’t sell them all.”
"That's not right, what do you want Lingdao for? It's not like joining the sect to be an outer disciple in response to the exam, it's like picking something out of a bag, why have you changed your tune? Why do you still want to stay in Fangshi?"
Mo Fu turned over and got up.
He saw that his friend's face was full of youth, and it didn't look like he was caught in a door and was a sign of madness.
Could it be that he fell in love with a rich monk because of his good-looking body?