Gouwa, who is used to having easy studies and having food and warm clothes, is suddenly asked to write ten more pages a day, chant sutras for half an hour more, and go to Jingyi Hall to study the mysteries of sutras in the evening. He cannot spare much time.
After spending a lot of time playing wildly with friends, Gouwa felt aggrieved, unable to sit still and had to do as he was told.
As a low-income beggar, he has long understood the truth that if he wants to avoid being bullied, he must recruit more helpers.
As the saying goes in the countryside, "A good man will be bullied by others, and a good horse will be ridden by others."
He had taken in so many younger brothers, and while maintaining a strong prestige in the Qingzheng Courtyard and not being bullied by others, he also had several group fights, even if those
Apprentices who have cultivated their skills don't dare to mess with him.
He deduced from his own mind that the mountain chief wanted to deal with him, probably because a villain who had been bullied by him complained.
We agreed not to tell the adults what happened between the children, and not to let him know which coward it was, which would make him mad.
What made Gouwa even more depressed was that from the past two days, none of his former younger brothers would play with him. When he approached, they dispersed in a swarm, for fear of contaminating his back with bad luck, which made him experience a terrible experience.
The human world is desolate when "the trees fall down into the lake and the sun scatters".
October is the beginning of winter, and it gets dark early.
After writing the last stroke in the training hall, blowing dry the ink, it was getting dark outside, and I carried a thick stack of paper to the Taoist priest next door.
On the table in the public room, it was held down with a paperweight to prevent it from being blown by the wind in the hall.
There was no Taoist priest present in the public room. Gou Wa's eyes glanced around, and he saw a stack of Jingyi test papers placed on another table. The name "Ye Weiyin" was written in the lower left corner of the first one, and his heart surged.
Nameless anger.
There are more than 200 apprentices in the fourth batch, and currently there are more than 70 people who have advanced to the Realm of Transformation, which can be considered as formal disciples of Xianling Temple ahead of schedule.
People flock together and birds of a feather flock together, and more than seventy outstanding apprentices form their own group and stay relatively close to each other.
He has attracted apprentices who are at the bottom of their studies, guys who are noisy, can't sit still, and are restless because of their homework. He has no choice. If he doesn't complete the homework assigned by the Taoist Master, he won't be able to bear it if the report comes to the ears of the master.
If you walk around in circles, you will be kicked out of the mountain gate to beg for food.
Ye Weiyin is the leader among more than 70 outstanding apprentices. He is thirteen years old this year and is tall and strong. He has never looked directly at him, an apprentice who has not yet learned the skills.
There is a clear distinction between poor apprentices and outstanding apprentices, each doing their own thing without interfering with each other.
Gou Wa glanced at the door. He quickly picked up the writing brush on the table, "smudged" it a few times, smeared a lot of semi-dry ink on several places on the roll, and quickly stuffed the first paper into the middle, using his hands.
I pressed the paper down hard, rubbed oil on my feet and left the room immediately. When I went out, I looked around and saw that no one was paying attention.
Looking at the lively scene of chasing and playing on the field, Gouwa walked lonely to the other end of the corridor.
His former friends saw him and pretended not to notice, let alone invited him to play with him.
The period of free time before dinner was his favorite happy time. He was active everywhere with friends in the mountains and down the mountains. How could he be alone like this? It reminded him of the miserable situation of begging in the countryside, where even dogs were disgusted.
When I arrived at the gate, I turned around and saw the visitor climbing up the steps.
Gou Wa hurriedly tried to get out of the way, but it rained all night. He was worried that the master of the show would know about his bad deeds and would kick him out of the house in advance.
He saw with his own eyes that an apprentice was expelled by the mountain chief in public because he was at the bottom of three consecutive quizzes and violated the rules of the mountain gate several times. The parents who came to plead for mercy knelt down outside the mountain gate archway and kowtowed and begged, and beat the ignorant apprentice. Even though he was half dead, he couldn't make the ruthless mountain chief take his life back.
"Zhang Xuan'an, have you done something wrong? Why are you running away?"
Zhang Guanzhu smiled and called out to the little guy who was hunching his neck and hiding behind the doorpost. The fourth batch of apprentices also exposed many problems due to the arrival of Gouwa. In the evaluation book of Zhanglu Hall, those who are sensible and diligent stand out, and those who are indolent and indolent. There are actually many more people seeking advancement than in previous years.
Gou Wa is the black sheep, or maybe a wild catfish thrown into the pond.
The sediment in the pond is stirred up, and the apprentices' character can be seen more clearly.
Those who are not firm in character and are afraid of difficulties and are lazy should not waste sect resources. This is not like studying in a private school and taking the imperial examination. If you fail once, you can work hard and start over again next time. Maybe you will be sensible when you are older.
There is no turning back in practice, just seize the day.
"I have met the temple master, and I did not do anything wrong. I didn't see clearly that it was the temple master just now. I was rude, and the temple master forgives me!"
Gou Wa bowed respectfully with his hands raised, and spoke in a formal and polite manner. He had traveled from the island to Lingbao Temple and then to the prosperous capital of Da'an, and had seen the world. The smile on the face of the temple owner did not look like he was about to be dismissed. His foreshadowing was that he was very calm. It seemed that the mountain chief had not reported it to the temple owner.
For him, firing him and letting him live in the countryside again begging for food would be no less than killing him.
There is no big deal except death, that's all.
As for the act of smearing Ye Weiyin's examination paper just now, he didn't think it was a bad thing at all, just like when he pooped in front of the dormitory door of five outstanding apprentices one night, he would do it as long as no one caught him. It's not a big deal, I just want to disgust those guys who look down on others.
"There's still a while after dinner. Let's go for a walk and talk."
Zhang Guanzhu greeted and walked to the corridor on the right, saying: "I heard that you don't pay attention to your studies, do not do your daily homework, form cliques, fight in groups and bully your classmates. You also pooped in front of the classmates' dormitory door, smeared the classmates' test papers, and you are full of misdeeds. , it’s outrageous.”
Gouwa almost fell to the ground. He was finished. The viewer knew everything. He was dead this time.
The master of the temple possesses magical powers and can be blamed for any bad deeds he has done.
It was even clear that he had just smeared the test paper, and he was dead.
"If you don't want others to know, you have to do it yourself, so don't use your little cleverness in front of us, otherwise sooner or later you will harm yourself and reap the consequences."
Zhang Wenfeng didn't look back and walked forward slowly, minding his own business.
Poor people must be hateful, the old saying is true.
After walking a little way, he waved to the pale little guy who was parked behind him and said, "I once said that you will be allowed to stay in the fairy world for three years, and you will not be kicked out of the mountain in advance. You can rest assured."
The heartbroken Gou Wa came back to life with a faint breath, and trotted forward like a dog, wiping the cold sweat on his forehead from fear and laughing: "Gou Wa knows that I was wrong. Thank you, the viewer, for sparing Gou Wa this time." Come back, I won’t dare to be stupid again next time.”
In front of others, he would not say a word that he used to be called Gou Wa, but in front of the viewer, he felt proud to be called "Gou Wa" and it showed his closeness. It was purely his instinct and little thought.
"Correct your mistakes when you recognize them. It's not just words, but practical actions. Tomorrow morning during the big class, you go to the stage to admit your mistakes. In front of all your classmates and the dean, you should apologize to the classmates you bullied.
, the five classmates who have pooped and felt disgusted, and Ye Weiyin who ruined his paper today, admit their mistake."
Zhang Wenfeng took it for granted that if you don't give the little guy an unforgettable lesson, he won't remember it long.
Those who do evil must be punished by evil methods and cannot be tolerated and let off lightly.
There was more sweat on Gouwa's forehead. He was anxious and scared, and shouted: "Master, can I admit my mistake to them in private?"
When he was in the countryside on the island, he held a grudge against his mistress, Wu Mazi, who often bullied him. In the middle of the night, he would smear dung on their courtyard door and dig up their crops. This was a form of shady revenge. Even if he wasn't caught and beaten to death, he wouldn't admit it.
Once he admits it, he will be blamed for any bad things in the village, so how can he still survive?
"You are a hero if you dare to act bravely. Don't you often brag about your heroism to your younger brothers? So starting from this time, show your courage and don't make others look down on you."
Zhang Wenfeng encouraged with a smile.
Gou Wa secretly thought that he would be beaten to pieces this time, and he was afraid that no one would play with him in the future.
A person has a face, and a tree has a bark.
The master is so cruel, if he wants to lose his face and make all the apprentices despise him, what will the instructor think of him?
Zhang Wenfeng walked forward with a smile and said: "Don't blame me for being cruel. It's you who did something wrong, and you have to bear the punishment. You make the same mistake again and again.
Four mistakes, a different apprentice would have been expelled several times earlier."
Hearing the horrifying word "fired", Gouwa suddenly woke up. Compared with his life, his face was nothing. The memory of the suffering of hunger was like a scourge. He nodded quickly and said: "Yes, Gouwa listens.
I will punish you, and I will go on stage tomorrow to admit my mistake and apologize."
"Knowing your mistakes can help you improve a lot. I hope you learn from your mistakes and don't make them again next time!"
"Disciple doesn't dare anymore."
"Starting from tomorrow, in addition to completing your studies and homework, you will go to work in the vegetable fields and wheat fields every afternoon. Hu Qian'er will supervise you. Since you are too full and jumping up and down to make trouble, do more farm chores and know how to eat.
Every grain of grain is hard work."
Zhang Guanzhu waved his hand and left.
The dog boy who wanted to slap himself in the face was left in the corridor, bowing and saying "Yes, disciple, I obey". He knew that he was only one step away from being kicked out of the mountain gate.
He no longer thought too much about wooing his younger brother, or whether he would be retaliated by his offended classmates.
The urgent thing now is to keep the job in hand, and don't wait until you are kicked out before you regret it.
Zhang Wenfeng walked into the teahouse, and the mountain chief poured him a cup of tea. He shook his head and sighed: "At such a young age, he is full of crooked ways. It's amazing. If it weren't for the temple master, you would have kept him, and he would be fired immediately if he fell into my hands, and I would report it."
The Daolu branch will never hire people. With so many apprentices, how can we allow him to bring bad habits, and we don’t have the energy to discipline them one by one."
"Give him another chance and watch him more carefully. If he still violates the rules, knowingly and deliberately, and his character cannot be cultivated, we will fire him and send him away to avoid future troubles."
"Listen to the Master."
The mountain chief nodded. Starting from this batch of apprentices, those who have not advanced to the Transformation Realm before December 20th this year will no longer have the opportunity to take Qingqi Powder three times. Five hundred years is not a long time, and the sect's resources must be obtained.
Focus on outstanding disciples.
Apprentices who have been dismissed and returned home will lose the opportunity to enter a large sect even if they are promoted to Huaxi, and they can only become casual cultivators.
The little hiccup has passed.
Zhang Wenfeng stayed in the sect for more than a month, giving as many lessons as possible to the apprentices and teaching them some principles of life. He practiced chanting sutras every day, studied swordsmanship, and went to the Houshan cave every day to make bronze lanterns.
In mid-November, on a snowy day, he rushed into the secret place again.
The sun shines brightly in the secluded environment of Moling, and it is always like spring all year round.
Seeing the sudden appearance of the viewer, Di Po, who was walking on the gravel flat in front of the stone castle, hurriedly stepped forward and bowed his hands.
"Okay, Dipo, you are the first monk among the second batch of disciples to advance to the realm of freedom."
Zhang Wenfeng looked at the young and handsome disciples with stable auras. Each batch had a few outstanding ones. As long as they paid attention to their character and didn't have to worry too much, they could still play a very good leading role.
Dipo said some kind words gratefully.
The sect spent a lot of elixirs and resources to train him. When he was training outside, he also made friends with many leaders from other sects and knew the various conditions of other monks.
While they were chatting, He He walked out of the stone castle with a somewhat dejected look on his face. He bowed and saluted: "The disciple is incompetent and failed to live up to the high expectations of the master. He failed to break through the realm for the second time and has no intention of staying in the secret realm.
Please allow the disciple to return."
Zhang Wenfeng was speechless and reached out to help up his disciple, who had always had no sense of presence. It was Yun Qiuhe who brought He and his mother into the mountain gate back then. More than twenty years passed in the blink of an eye.
Di Po wisely stepped aside. Speaking of which, Senior Brother He was eager to pass the test, which may have something to do with his success in the promotion a few days ago. He was too impatient, but ended up with the miserable end of being cut off from his current cultivation path.
Zhang Wenfeng led He He down the mountain and said, "The position of deacon of the sect's foreign affairs hall is vacant. You can take up the post. You can continue to practice on weekdays. Maybe with the luck of the times, you will have a chance to break through?"
His words were just to comfort He He. He failed to pass the test the second time, and there was almost no possibility of advancing to the free state.
The sect's precious resources will not be given to He He who has little chance.
He He had already thought clearly about his future path and handed over his hands and said, "Thank you so much for your kindness, Master. I am deeply grateful. I understand clearly that I want to resign and return to my hometown with my mother, marry a wife and have children, and serve my mother with filial piety.
From now on, I will live in my land forever, and I sincerely ask the viewer for your permission!"
Zhang Wenfeng sighed, he was a sensible person. He patted He He on the shoulder and said, "You are allowed to remain a disciple of Xianling Temple. Any children or grandchildren you will have in the future who have the qualifications to practice can be sent to the mountain."
"Thank you, Master!"
"Get up."
Zhang Wenfeng helped this disciple who was having trouble with his journey to immortality and gave some instructions. He spoke to He He alone for more than a quarter of an hour for the first time. After finishing the explanation, he returned to the front of the stone castle. Several disciples heard that the master of the temple was back and walked out.
Meet the visitor.
After letting He He say goodbye to the others, Zhang Wenfeng gave Di Po a few words alone, and with a wave of his hand, Di Po and He He were sent out of the secret realm. Di Po escorted He He back to the sect to handle the rest of the matter.
The disciples felt quite heavy when they heard that He He was going to live in seclusion in the countryside and would no longer have the opportunity to practice.
Study harder and harder, and don't dare to try to pass the test easily.
For more than a month after that, Zhang Wenfeng stayed in the secret realm and did not leave. He did not even rush back to participate in the assessment of the fourth batch of apprentices in Xianling Temple. Zhang Xuanyan, Shi Dongyun, Gao Leng, An Beiyuan, and Zhuang Yu came one after another.
Breakthroughs were made one after another, including Shen Shan, Zhang Xuandong failed in their attack, Cui Zhongxian and Shi Wenzhan banned the law for half a year, but they did not find the feeling of breaking through.
When the time came and they couldn't force it, they made a safe choice to give up this opportunity.
Qian Jing's cultivation level entered the late stage of the gradually declining realm, which made her extremely happy.
During the day, she wandered around the hundred-mile radius of the stone castle, and the mineral resources she found filled a storage bag. It was a full harvest. As for Zhang Xuanyan, who was promoted to the level of freedom, he held her hostage aside and muttered about how to divide the loot. Only the two of them.
People know.
On the third day before the New Year, when Zhuang Yu successfully advanced to the exit, the trip to the secret realm came to an end.
Zhang Wenfeng led everyone out of the secret realm.
There are many sorrows in the years, some are happy and some are sad.