Chapter six hundred and ninety-first five years in a hurry
"...that's what it is!"
In the main hall of the Kongsang Mountain Villa, Lei Hu spread his hands and said with a smile: "Although the losses in the sect are not small, the senior officials and the elite disciples from all branches are mostly fine. Don't worry!"
Just like this, all the other disciples present here were also very excited and wished they could directly participate in the battle that day.
As for the injured and injured fellow apprentices, they have not gone back to see that kind of tragedy, so naturally they will not have the same feeling of sadness.
The other courtyard was lively for a few days, but under Lei Hu's strong restraint, it quickly returned to normal.
There is nothing to worry about. Although the other courtyard is only a few thousand miles away from Qingyun Mountain, it is nothing to a monk who can fly with a flying sword.
It's a pity that Lei Hu is not welcomed by others. The Qingyun Gate seems to have forgotten the existence of the other courtyard. Not to mention information sharing, not even a bird has been released to pass on the information.
There is also strict discipline here in the other courtyard. Without Lei Hu's permission, no one can even think of running back to Qingyun Mountain without saying goodbye.
If such a guy appeared, Lei Hu would not get angry and shout to kill, but would directly reduce the number of people stationed in the disciple's lineage.
In other words, in the past, except for Dazhu Peak, the Qingyun Sect could send two disciples from each branch to come to the other courtyard to receive guidance. After something like this happened, there was only one.
With Lei Hu's current strength, if the number of disciples stationed in a certain lineage decreases due to any reason, there will definitely be no solution, and there is no need for Lei Hu to teach him a lesson personally.
Just by looking at the strength of the disciples of the Dazhu Peak lineage, we know how strong Lei Hu's teaching ability is. Now no one dares to question Lei Hu's teaching ability. They only regret that other colleges have too strict restrictions on the number of people stationed in other lines.
Even the disciples from various sects who are stationed in other courtyards cherish the opportunity at hand. After Lei Hu's reminders and targeted resource allocation, they can clearly feel the improvement in their own strength.
Lei Hu also promised that their strength would increase by one level after being stationed for one year. How could they end their career just because they violated the rules of another hospital?
Unexpectedly, there was no movement at Qingyun Sect, but suddenly a disciple from Tianyin Temple came to pay homage. It was the disciple who sent the letter that day.
"My teacher hopes that Elder Lei will not spread the teachings of Brahma Prajna to others!"
After seeing Lei Hu, the young monk who delivered the letter said straight to the point: "I hope Elder Lei can agree out of the kindness of Master Pu Zhi!"
"All right!"
Lei Hu said indifferently: "I will not pass on the "Brahma Prajna" taught by Master Pu Zhi. Is this settled?"
It's not that I'm afraid of Tianyin Temple, I just don't think it's necessary to make this matter extravagant.
"Thank you, Elder Lei, for your understanding!"
The young monk who delivered the letter looked relieved and left without stopping even after thanking him.
There was no way, Lei Hu put too much psychological pressure on him.
With that height and body, even when sitting, he was taller than the young monk standing. He was like a giant tiger lying down and was so majestic that he couldn't bear it anymore and had to leave immediately.
"This monk doesn't have enough concentration!"
Looking at the back of the young monk hurriedly away, Lei Hu chuckled and opened the letter. He glanced at it and couldn't help but reveal a sneer.
The letter didn't say anything important, nor could it be said.
Lei Hu was not familiar with the monks at Tianyin Temple, so he only had a brief exchange with the old monk Puzhi. Unfortunately, the old monk Puzhi had passed away for several years.
Therefore, there is no polite nonsense in the letter, nor is there any useful harsh words. It is all content that seems reasonable, but when you really think about it, it is all lies.
The main reason why Lei Hu sneered was that the content in the letter seemed to be all lies, but it made him feel quite bad, as if Lei Hu had gotten a huge advantage and owed Tianyin Temple a favor.
This made him feel very unhappy. The monk of Tianyin Temple also had a good plan. This was to force a relationship with him, which might play a huge role when needed in the future.
He casually turned this incoherent letter into ashes. He had no intention of agreeing to it at all. If he really wanted to confront Tianyin Temple in the future, he would not be polite.
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Time passed by in a hurry, and five years passed in the blink of an eye.
Qingyun Sect has slowly recovered from the previous disaster, and at least the number of disciples has reached two thousand again.
The strange thing is that while the leaders and elders of other sects are aggressively recruiting new disciples, Tian Buyi, the leader of Dazhu Peak, remains the same and has not participated in such recruitment of disciples at all.
When Lei Hu returned to Dazhu Peak to visit, he specifically asked his master about this matter. Why is it that Master Tian Buyi currently ranks second in strength among the seven leaders of Qingyun Sect, so it seems unreasonable not to recruit more disciples.
"What's unreasonable? If I don't like it, who can force it?"
Tian Buyi rolled his eyes and said rudely: "It's so troublesome to teach disciples. I still want to live a leisurely life!"
This reason was so strong that Lei Hu had nothing to say.
Of course, the development of the Dazhu Peak line is the fastest in the entire Qingyun Sect, and the reason is Kongsangshan Villa.
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Today's Daxing City is very lively. The city gates were opened early in the morning, and people living outside the city and in the city gathered in the huge square in the center of the city.
The so-called Daxing City was formed after years of development and expansion from a manor directly controlled by the former Qingyunmen Kongsangshan Villa.
In five years, Daxing City has developed into a small town with 100,000 residents.
All residents in the city are managed by personnel dispatched by Kongsangshan Villa and work and live around the industry of the courtyard.
This day is a grand martial arts event that has just emerged in Daxing City. Not only the residents of the city participated enthusiastically, but also people from nearby cities and villages also came to the city to watch the excitement.
The so-called "martial arts meeting" is actually set up to compete for admission to Kongsangshan Villa and become a handyman disciple.
Once you become a disciple of a handyman in another courtyard, you have the opportunity to learn the simplest cultivation methods, and officially step into the ranks of monks from warriors, which can completely change the social status of a person and a family. Once the 'Martial Arts Association' was launched, it immediately became
It is a grand event that is highly sought after by the people of the whole city.
The participants were all young and middle-aged people, and of course there were also a small number of teenagers. They all participated in the form of schools and martial arts schools. At this time, many people deliberately played some tricks in order to show off, which immediately attracted loud cheers from the onlookers.
When the sun slowly rose from the east, Zhang Xiaofan, who was presiding over the martial arts meeting in Daxing City, accompanied by the city lord and a group of officials, went directly to the best platform and sat down.
The originally noisy sound suddenly fell silent. All the people watching and the warriors participating in the martial arts meeting all paid attention to the high platform, with eagerness and awe in their eyes.
"Look, that's Zhang Shenxian. I've seen with my own eyes his grace of flying into the sky and escaping from the earth!"
"I know that he is a high disciple of the Qingyun Sect. His cultivation is unfathomable. He is also a very important person even in other courtyards!"
"How do you know so much?"
"My nephew's neighbor's maternal uncle works as a handyman in another courtyard, so he naturally knows a lot of information about other courtyards!"
"Tsk, tsk, if you can work as a handyman in another hospital, your future will be limitless!"
"Who says it's not the case? My boy's grades in school are pretty good. When he turns eighteen in a few years, I'll let him try to join the 'Martial Arts Competition' to see if he has a chance to become a handyman in another courtyard!
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"If I can choose it right away, it would be a great opportunity!"
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"Hey, this time I must become an official handyman disciple and step into the monk's voyage!"
"Huh, let's go through this martial arts meeting first. Don't let the first few discussions of the martial arts meeting pass by when the time comes. That would be embarrassing!"
"Have you heard that some of the disciples who became servants three years ago have now successfully become outer disciples of other courtyards? Their progress is not small!"
"Why let others' ambitions destroy our own prestige? We are no worse than others, they are just one step ahead. When I become a handyman disciple, I will perform better than them!"
"I am the number one in the third school. As long as I don't meet a strong opponent, I will definitely pass this martial arts competition. I will envy you all!"
"Stop talking nonsense. It's not too late to wait until you have passed the first three levels. If you meet me in the middle, even if you can't do it, you will lose the ability to fight again!"
"Hehe, I hope we can all become handyman disciples, and then we can support each other in other courtyards and not be bullied by those old birds!"
"There are so many people watching today. I have to perform well. Maybe I can attract the beauties in the crowd. This opportunity is really great!"
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"Senior Brother Zhang, how many handyman disciples are the academy planning to recruit this time?"
The city lord of Daxing City, who is actually also a member of the outer disciples of the other courtyard, sat on the high platform and curiously asked Zhang Xiaofan who was sitting in the main seat: "Don't be the same as before, there are only a dozen or so, right?"
"How can it be?"
Zhang Xiaofan smiled and shook his head, and said seriously: "The number of recruits this time should be over a hundred. It depends on whether these boys can meet the requirements. Not everyone in other colleges can join, even if they are just handyman disciples!"
Five years have passed, and Zhang Xiaofan has become a young man with an ordinary appearance, but his calm temperament often makes people ignore his ordinary appearance and be attracted by his unfathomable expert demeanor.
At this time, his strength has reached the second level of the Shangqing Dynasty, and his "inner show" talent has gradually emerged. He even compares to Lin Jingyu, who was shining dazzlingly before. In the world of cultivation, he can also compete with all major players.
The elders of the sect are on par with each other, and their progress is shocking.
Of course, such a speed of progress has nothing to do with the careful guidance of Lei Hu who is in charge of Kongsangshan Villa. Coupled with the sufficient supplement of resources, it is impossible not to make rapid progress due to strength.
Today, he was sent by Lei Hu to sit in Daxing City to preside over the annual "Martial Arts Competition" and select qualified handyman disciples from other courtyards.
Don't think that the handyman disciples in other courtyards are nothing. In the eyes of the people of Daxing City, they are definitely the best opportunity to rise to the top and become a member of the upper class...