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Chapter 435

    It was quiet in the Taoist temple. Wang Sheng stood there in the same posture for a long time. Mu wanxuan sitting outside the temple also fell into the state of enlightenment.


    Gradually, the breath around Wang Sheng began to rise slightly, but the rise was very weak and did not disturb the elder martial sister outside the hall.


    I don''t know when or how long it has passed. Wang Sheng''s breath stopped rising and gradually recovered to stability. There was a light sound in his body like a fingertip touching a piano string. Zhou Daoyun turned around himself. A cloud of turbid air gathered from the lower Dantian and sank with the Taoist body. Then


    Poof.


    Taoist Wang immediately opened his eyes and looked around. There seemed to be no one around. He sprinkled pure Yang mana and wrapped the turbid Qi. His face was a little embarrassed.


    This epiphany made Wang Shengxiu take a small step forward for the realm. In a relatively short time, he broke through and entered the middle stage of the unborn realm.


    The unborn state is originally the process of Yuan Ying''s transformation towards the yuan God. It is an oath from the physical body to the immortal body. It is originally a process of sublimation and transformation. It is normal to suddenly break through and expel the "turbid Qi" eliminated by the Tao body.


    It''s definitely not gastrointestinal discomfort!


    After looking at the elder martial sister who was meditating at the door, Taoist Wang took the cloud to a small window of the daozang hall quietly, floated out silently, and scattered the cloud in the mountains and forests.


    Turning out from behind the Taoist temple, Wang Sheng was also "surprised" by the sight in front of him.


    Did I have an epiphany and realized it directly for a year and a half?


    I took out my mobile phone and looked at it. It''s just nine days ago. It''s two days before the "ribbon cutting ceremony" of the sword school. Why


    Wang Sheng flew lightly into the air and hung for tens of meters.


    At first glance, there is a small bamboo forest in front of the Taoist temple, and there are clouds in the bamboo forest. It is obvious that there is a lost track and trapped array.


    Looking beyond this bamboo forest, there are many more arrangements around the main hall. Behind the hall, there are a group of stone carvings of the "Eight Immortals", that is, the "official group" of their ancestors. Each stone carving is lifelike and has its own characteristics.


    Tie Guai Li resting in the shade, LAN Caihe, a beautiful young man carrying orchids, he Xianggu, a fairy staring into the distance, and Han Xiangzi playing the flute beside chunyangzi


    Each stone carving is processed according to the vein trend of the original stone, giving people a sense of natural, which should be very precious.


    Around the stone carvings of the eight immortals, there is an idle court, a fake scene decorated with strange stones, and a clean water pool like a Tai Chi diagram. In the pool, there are also several Koi with a little spirit.


    Master, did they decorate this scene in ten days?


    It''s not just the huge stone sword standing in the center of the square in front of the hall. It''s really... A little tacky, but it''s also a deduction.


    They are the sword sect. They mainly play sword moves. It''s normal to have a stone sword more than ten meters high in the middle of the square.


    There are more flower beds and bonsai around the square, which are planted with ornamental plants, a bit like those varieties often used in urban greening, but they can be integrated with the mountain scenery.


    There are many branches of plum trees on the west side of the hall. With the help of surrounding arrays and strong vitality, these branches have sprouted at this time.


    ——Monks can ignore the natural growth law when raising flowers.


    Over time, the west side of the hall should be mid mountain plum blossoms, and the depths of the plum blossoms are several elegant attics.


    Wang Shengling knew that the attic on the far left should be Xi Lian''s "boudoir". It was shrouded in the array. He couldn''t see it, but he thought it should be playing games. The picture was easy to fill his brain.


    On the side is the small building where Xiaomiao and Chi Wen live. They can take care of each other when they live together, so that they won''t be too lonely.


    Martial uncle Jingyun''s residence is more secret. The remaining two empty buildings should be reserved for future female disciples.


    Compared with the scene on the west side, the east side of the main hall is more "practical".


    A "thatched cottage" with only eight columns is open on all sides. It is surrounded by a lot of flowers. Inside, there are two rows of low tables and futons, which seem to be used for teaching.


    Of course, it may also be a canteen.


    Behind the thatched cottage is a flat land. A layer of array prohibition is buried underground. A weapon rack is placed in the corner, on which more than ten ancient swords are placed.


    This should be the supporting facilities of the canteen. The new disciples have dinner. Isn''t there a place for walking and eating?


    Wang Sheng immediately smiled and narrowed his eyes, and his body slowly fell down.


    There are two rows of houses far away from the thatched cottage, which are exquisite. It should be prepared for male disciples, but the number of houses has reached more than ten, which may also be considering the residence for recruiting disciples in the future.


    In the vicinity of daozang hall, three attics were built on the edge of the cliff. The master''s breath was in the highest one, and two were idle.


    It should be for yourself and elder martial sister


    Although Taoist Wang wanted to say that "one is enough", he still couldn''t be too presumptuous in front of his master.


    I fell in front of the thatched cottage, felt the gentle breeze, and looked at the detailed layout everywhere.


    Seeing a low table with pen, ink, paper and inkstone, Wang Sheng couldn''t help walking over and looked down to see two lines of brush words written askew on the paper.


    At this time, there were still a few of them on the mountain, and the monk Huaijing was not here. He should go back to the Tianlong Temple House when he saw that there was no life here.


    Master, elder martial sister and martial uncle all have beautiful brush calligraphy. Not to mention Xi Lian, Zen master Santong not only taught her practice, but also taught her piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. The calligraphy can''t be so ugly.


    Junior sister Chi Wen has practiced for many years. She already has the temperament of martial uncle Jingyun. Under the influence of martial uncle, her calligraphy will not be too bad.


    Looking at this handwriting, there will be no one else except Wang Xiaomiao, who is not used to writing with a brush.


    However, although the word is a little ugly, it can be seen clearly


    "It is difficult to go far at the turn of snobbery. The acquaintance of scholars does not increase the temperature, and the cold does not change the leaves. They can survive four seasons and benefit from adventure."


    Wang Sheng read it once and then blinked. Isn''t this a sentence in Zhuge Kongming''s "essay"?


    Xiaomiao''s reading is good.


    When he was excited, Taoist Wang sat down cross legged, rolled his sleeves and polished them. After thinking about the past, he picked up his pen and wrote a famous aphorism containing the ultimate meaning of life:


    "Study hard and make progress every day."


    Then he received his pen with satisfaction and appreciated his masterpiece.


    This kind of idle time and sitting idle in the empty court also has a different artistic conception


    At this time, Wang shenglingzhi noticed that the elder martial sister was flying slowly, and raised his pen. He wanted to hold back two hidden poems with the elder martial sister''s name, but after a while, he just wrote the word "wanxuan" horizontally.


    Without waiting for him to say anything, the elder martial sister had arrived behind him. Her slender jade hand jumped over Wang Sheng''s shoulder, hugged his neck, knelt down on the futon, gently put her chin on Wang Sheng''s shoulder and looked at the pen and ink on the paper.


    Turning around, he looked at her with four eyes, and each showed a little chuckle.


    The mountain wind came slowly, blowing several cloth curtains and lifting her soft green silk;


    Birds were singing in the distance. Wang Sheng wrote a few poems, and unconsciously he was intoxicated with them.


    In the attic behind the mountain, in the open window, Qing Yanzi, who had changed his loose robe, stood with his hands behind his back, watching the scene in the thatched cottage from a distance, and couldn''t help smiling.


    When the big disciple and the second disciple came together, they felt two big words - rest assured.


    I''m very relieved.


    At first, the master wanted to match up the two disciples. In fact, it was more out of his trust in the character of the two disciples. He thought that his big disciples were easy to be cheated and had no social skills;


    Later, the more I looked, the more I felt that my two disciples were more and more suitable.


    The big apprentice has strong aptitude and good understanding. The second apprentice eats hard and is willing to work hard. Looking at the young talents in the monastic world, they are both quite brilliant generations.


    If you can form a Taoist couple like this, you will really realize your regret in those years


    Qing Yanzi yawned. He was also tired from the arrangement and hard work for days, but at last the layout everywhere looked like it. In the future, when there are more disciples, he will repair it a little bit.


    Then, Qing Yanzi remembered the luck he had raised on that day.


    Thinking of the warning of surprise, Qing Yanzi couldn''t help frowning, and the frown was deeper and deeper.


    The theory of Qi luck is too ethereal. If the second disciple can''t hide his Qi luck, I''m afraid it will be the bane of Xiaosheng in the future.


    Some things are taken and enjoyed by life; It''s good to get such good luck if you have advanced cultivation, but it''s dangerous at this time.


    However, I can''t force Xiao Sheng to stay on the earth to practice for such reasons.


    Qing Yanzi still clearly remembered how bright his eyes were when Wang Sheng pointed to the starry sky


    As a master, don''t you just have to worry about your disciples?


    After the opening ceremony, I went to look for ancient books to see if there was a way to hide my luck.


    Of course, luck is rare, and you can''t ruin it yourself; As long as this luck is covered temporarily and the method of looking at Qi is avoided, these problems will be solved naturally.


    "The grandmaster doesn''t know whether to live or die. If you can get the grandmaster''s dream guidance, it may save you a lot of worry."


    Qing Yanzi shook his head slowly, then yawned, untied his robe and went to sleep on the wooden bed.


    Unfortunately, the Taoist priest did not dream, not to mention that there would be ancestors holding dreams.


    The day before the ceremony, Qing Yanzi had a good rest, went out of the attic and called the first members of Chunyang sword sect to discuss tomorrow''s major events.


    At this time, the personnel composition of Chunyang sword sect is:


    The leader has a direct line of three people, Qing Yanzi, mu wanxuan and Wang Sheng;


    Non legitimate preachers, Jing Yun and Chi Wen;


    Two honorary elders: Hu Banxian, Xi Lian, and Tianxian, Wang Xiaomiao.


    "I plan to recruit four more disciples, one worker and one cook before I accept them."


    Qing Yanzi said, "now, hundreds of thousands of casual practitioners are gathered outside and at the foot of the mountain. Today''s task is to solve these things.


    Xiao Sheng, senior Xi Lian, you are the highest cultivator of our sword sect. The task of recruiting disciples is up to you.


    Younger martial sister and Xiaowen, you two are responsible for recruiting a worker.


    The condition that the disciple can give is that each month is equal to the treatment of the official disciple of the sect, can receive spirit stones, pills, talismans and magic tools, and some non legitimate spells can be repaired. The treatment of the factotum is only half of that of the disciple.


    My daily task is to patrol the mountains and fight against foreign enemies.


    If a wandering Taoist priest wants to be attached to us, if there are only two or three people, let them come and talk to him. "


    Wang Sheng nodded and agreed. Compared with other schools, their Chunyang sword sect has just established a sect, and the conditions for "disciples" are very good.


    It''s just that there are fewer places.


    Wang Xiaomiao raised her hand and said, "headmaster! Does the cook have any requirements?"


    "Cooking is delicious. It''s best to know more about several cuisines. It doesn''t matter whether you have cultivation. You should also pay attention to some mental appearance."


    Mu wanxuan immediately gave the master a thumbs up.


    "Well," said Qing Yanzi with a smile, "in the future, we will practice in this sword sect. Not only disciples, but also you and I should abide by the door rules... Er."


    In his speech, Qing Yanzi hung several black lines on his forehead and silently covered his eyes.


    "What''s the matter with Shifu? Are you uncomfortable? Suddenly?" Wang Sheng asked with some worry.


    "No, as a teacher, I seem to have forgotten to consider the door rules..."


    Several people looked at each other and hung a black line on their forehead.
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