Immortal Mansion Royal Beast

At present, the Nascent Souls of all the large forces in the White Mountain have been summoned to the mountain, or they are the Nascent Souls who have achieved success on the White Mountain. These Nascent Souls are not allowed to come down the mountain for life. Even if they are summoned by their disciples, they can only come with their Dharmakaya, which is quite restrictive. many.

Now only Xiong Feng, an ancient Nascent Soul beast, is at the foot of the White Mountain. Will the Lord of the White Mountain also let Xiong Feng follow the other Nascent Soul monks? In the future, he can only rely on a bronze oil lamp. At critical moments, he can Coming with Dharmakaya?

After learning that the Lord of White Mountain was not completely dead, this idea lingered in Fang Qingyuan's mind. If this was true, then Fang Qingyuan felt that Xiong Feng had been tricked.

If it doesn't work, let Xiong Feng go to Black Wind Valley to find Tu Wuzhao for protection, and let Tu Wuzhao break up with the Lord of White Mountain. Anyway, he can't go up to White Mountain obediently, and he will be a living dead bear who can't come down the mountain for life.

Thinking of this, Fang Qingyuan looked at the vast sky and couldn't help but sigh, I am only at the fifth level of the Golden Core, why should I consider the plan between the gods? First there is the Yue'e Jade Rabbit, then there is the Lord of the White Mountain, and this The main reason for all this is because of a false statement I made back then, 'Be my master's companion! 'Now that I think about it, Fang Qingyuan just wants to go back to that time, cover his mouth tightly, and resolutely never say such things again.

Time flies, and the big willow tree in front of the Qingyuan Zongshan Gate becomes dry and green again, and then green and dry again. In the blink of an eye, two years have passed.

This year is the sixty-ninth year since the founding of the Qingyuan Sect, and Fang Qingyuan is already one hundred and fifty years old this year.

Today's Qingyuan Sect is particularly lively, with monks from various Baishan sects coming here all the time. Every monk's face is beaming with joy. No matter what his true thoughts are in his heart, he smiles on the surface.

"Disciple Jue Wugou, I would like to pay my respects to my ancestor. I wish that my ancestor will hold a candle in the wind to celebrate his longevity. The fairy peaches in the Yaochi will reflect the golden cup, his life will be as long as the immortal pines in Nanshan, and his blessings will be as long as the flowing water of the East China Sea."

In the main hall, Fang Qingyuan smiled kindly, and the several Golden Core Bear Beasts beside him also looked at the eight-year-old Jue Wugou with smiles on their faces.

The other chief officials of the Qingyuan Sect were lined up on both sides, looking happily at Jue Wugou, who was in the late stage of Qi training, and congratulating Fang Qingyuan on his birthday.

"Okay, okay, Xiao Wugou is right, let's watch and reward!"

At Fang Qingyuan's signal, a second-level high-grade magic weapon was thrust into Jue Wugou's hands. After Jue Wugou kowtowed again, Fang Qingyuan asked about his studies.

Jue Wugou was not left alone. After Jiang Wanqin was kicked out by Fang Qingyuan and forced to undergo training, six-year-old Jue Wugong was put into the sect's children's enlightenment class by Fang Qingyuan.

Fang Qingyuan had experience in his previous life and knew that such a genius cannot be cultivated alone, as this would easily lead to abnormal character development.

Only through contact with peers can Jue Wugou experience real pleasure. Even the princes in ancient times needed companionship, and Jue Wugou's status was not that delicate yet.

There are only thirty people in the general education class in the Qingyuan Sect, and half of them are boys and girls. They are the real powerful children in the Qingyuan Sect. The youngest daughter of the Liu Xun family and the third son of Jiang Tianfang are both immortal seedlings with spiritual roots. were also put into it.

As for the heirs without spiritual roots, they are raised in another way from the day they are born, which I will not go into here.

Thirty children, one class every three years. When the next ceremony of ascending to immortality is over, the new class will be formed again.

There are only thirty children in the general education class, but there are forty or fifty teachers, because according to Fang Qingyuan's request, the knowledge imparted is not only Taoist and Confucian classics, but also some cultivation skills, such as the major course of making talismans. Among them are courses such as making talisman skins, grinding talisman materials, and analyzing the structure of the three major runes.

Fang Qingyuan attaches great importance to the education of these immortal seedlings and borrowed some models from previous universities. Originally, Fang Qingyuan wanted to implement this model in the entire sect, but after careful investigation, he found that too advanced ideas can easily lead to disasters. Consequences of sex.

The current model implemented by Qingyuan Sect is not much different from other sects. Merit points are allocated for tasks, and then the disciples use the merit points to exchange for the training resources they need.

This includes a large amount of various technical knowledge, such as planting, refining, talisman formation, and other techniques. Depending on the level, these knowledge require payment.

However, if free education like Fang Qingyuan is implemented, Qingyuan Sect's internal merit points will collapse within a few years. In other words, the current Qingyuan Sect cannot completely make knowledge free.

Therefore, Fang Qingyuan is currently only experimenting with these young children, and only uses first-order knowledge as teaching. As for second-order and third-order knowledge, he still follows the original rules. If he wants to obtain it, he must exchange for merit points.

After Jue Wugao paid his congratulations, the other disciples also came to wish Fang Qingyuan his birthday according to their status. The monks who could show their faces in front of Fang Qingyuan basically had some status in the Qingyuan Sect, while the lowest disciples could only follow the crowd. , congratulated in unison outside.

After the disciples of the sect finished congratulating, it was the turn of other envoys from other sects to come. Now basically all the forces in Baishan have sent people to come, including the Dan Alliance, Lingmu Alliance, and Lihuo Alliance, which are still at war.

Even the seven or eight Jindan sects in the land of casual cultivators sent envoys, but only the people from Zhaixing Pavilion did not come.

But this is also in line with the usual behavior of Zhaixing Pavilion. Except for matters that are really related to them, Zhaixing Pavilion has never interfered with the affairs at the foot of Baishan Mountain.

"The envoys of Baishan Royal Beast Sect, Zha Shaoyang and Zou Yu, have arrived!"

Fang Qingyuan's ears perked up as Zhike sang "Nai" at the entrance of the palace, and he waved to bring people in quickly.

Two old men with white hair walked in. Fang Qingyuan took a closer look and could vaguely see the demeanor of the two of them when they were young, but he didn't understand why they had become so old.

Only then did Fang Qingyuan realize that more than eighty years had passed. When he left the Southern Xinjiang Beast Control Sect, it had been twelve years plus sixty-nine years, not eighty-one years.

The original lifespan of a foundation-building monk is only two hundred and thirty-four years. When Fang Qingyuan built the foundation, Zha Shaoyang and Zou Yu had already been building the foundation for many years. Now, counting their ages, they are over two hundred years old.

"Junior Cha Shaoyang and Zou Yu have met Patriarch Fang, and wish him the best."

How could Fang Qingyuan let his old friend really salute him? He lifted the two of them up with a gentle hand. Seeing this, Liu Xun quickly had two stools brought over and asked them to sit down.

"Let's not talk about this between us. We haven't seen each other for so many years. We must catch up on old times later."

One sentence made the two of them smile, and they saw that Fang Qingyuan still missed their old friendship. Not only them, but everyone else who saw this scene was moved by it.

After accepting the obeisances of other sect envoys, Fang Qingyuan took Zha Shaoyang and Zou Yu to a banquet in the pavilion on the back mountain and prepared to have a drink with them.

The two of them were somewhat flattered by Fang Qingyuan's behavior. Even though Fang Qingyuan had been their leader for several years back then, the fact that Fang Qingyuan still maintained such a posture after so many years really touched their hearts.

However, Fang Qingyuan felt that the days when he was the leader in Southern Xinjiang just seemed to have happened yesterday. As long as he thought about it, the memories of those years would flash out of his mind vividly.

This is the sensory difference between the golden elixir monks and the foundation-building monks, especially for Fang Qingyuan, a golden elixir with a longer lifespan. Eighty years is really nothing to him.