longevity of self-cultivation

Book Title: Cultivation of Longevity

Author: Sesser

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A story about a low-qualified five-spirit root monk who went further and further on the road to longevity.

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I have a little dragon that I never ride.

One day, on a whim, I rode to cultivate immortality.

I have a small leather whip in my hand, and I am proud of it.

Somehow, Jiaolong turned into a human.

Mo Changsheng: May I ask who are you?What demon?What?Can you give me back my mount?

Lord Jiaolong: Daughter-in-law!

Mo Changsheng: →_→

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Once he traveled to the world of cultivation, he was named Mo Changsheng by his parents, which meant that he would live forever, and was strictly prohibited from cultivating immortals.Mo Changsheng originally thought that he would have nothing to do with cultivating immortals, but his elder brother who was a furnace in the cultivation world, his cousin who was suddenly reborn, and the strange dragon tattoo on his arm, all happened by accident. Mo Changsheng, who has a three-year-old younger brother, had to embark on the difficult and dangerous road of cultivating immortals with his inferior five-spirit root aptitude in order to live forever.

This article tells the story of Mo Changsheng, who is judged by his spiritual roots, savvy, and luck, and who has passed through into an inferior spiritual root. Stories that go farther and farther.The author's writing style is natural and fluent, the protagonist Xiaoshou's persistence in cultivation, the contracted Xiaogong's loyal dog and special appearance, the personalities of Brother Luding and many supporting characters, as well as the many experiences and adventures on the road to immortality, are all vividly and yearningly depicted. .

☆, Fairy Gate

Mo Changsheng knew early on that there were real immortals in the world he traveled through.

But he felt that since his father and mother had given him the name "Mo Changsheng", then he probably had no chance of finding a way to live forever.

Mo Changsheng, isn't it that Mo wants to live forever?It can be seen that after the eldest son went to cultivate immortality and then never returned, his father and mother really did not have much desire to pray to gods and worship Buddha, and the second son who was finally acquired went to cultivate immortality.

"Quick! Changsheng, the fairy gate is here to accept disciples again, Changsheng, take your two younger brothers to the mountain to hide!" Mo Lao Niang rushed to Mo Changsheng's room with a pale face, and grabbed the two three-year-old babies. Throwing it to Mo Changsheng, he wanted to drive Mo Changsheng away with a trembling voice.

Mo Changsheng put down the scroll in his hand, hugged the two identical dolls helplessly, and said, "Mother, the Immortal Sect doesn't ask me to cultivate immortality. My two younger brothers and I stayed at home like the two previous times. Just show up, there's no need to hide."

The Mo family lives in a small mountain village in a small country. It is remote and backward, and they have to climb two mountains to get out of the village.But such a small Mojia Village happens to be the territory of Xiaoyaozong, a school of cultivating immortals. Every five years, Xiaoyaozong will send disciples to test the spiritual roots of children over three years old.

Mo Changsheng is 13 years old this year, and this is the third time he has come across a fairy gate to accept disciples.The first two times, Mr. Mo and Mrs. Mo locked him in the cellar at home, and they happened to hide there.According to Mo Changsheng, he might be able to escape this time as well.After all, there are so many people who want to enter the immortal gate, no one would have thought that there would be people in this small village who would do everything possible to not want to cultivate immortals.

Mrs. Mo is in her forties this year, not yet 50, but her hair is all white.

When she heard her son's words, she was not at ease at all, and continued to push Mo Changsheng into the yard.

"Impossible! It was in the past, but this time is different from the previous two times. Your big brother who killed a thousand swords specifically asked people from their sect this time to ask if there is a new child in our family. Your father I lied in front of you that you are going to be a scholar, so you take your younger brothers and hide in the mountains, so you can save..."

Before Mrs. Mo could finish her sentence, when Mo Changsheng opened the courtyard door with his two younger brothers in his arms, he saw two immortals, a man and a woman in Taoist robes in green clothes, coming behind Lin Siniang.

Lin Siniang is the daughter of Mo Laoniang's younger brother and Mo Changsheng's cousin.

At this moment, Lin Siniang blessed the two immortals behind her with a cute face, and said respectfully: "Immortal, this is the home of Immortal Mo Changyou, and these three boys are the younger brothers of Immortal Mo Changyou. "

Mrs. Mo's face turned ashen immediately!

Everyone in the world said that cultivating immortals is good, but none of the dolls who left the village returned to the village!

It's not that those dolls don't know how to repay their kindness, and don't remember their family, but that those dolls all died on the road of cultivating immortals!

Occasionally, immortals passed by in the Mo family village, and they came to the village specially to deliver the bones of the babies who died on the road.This is how Mrs. Mo's own two older brothers were sent back!

And her eldest son brought news to the family for the first time after 15 years of absence.And the content of the message was to take away her remaining son as well!

"No, no, immortal, they are not..." Mrs. Mo waved her hands busy, and said incoherently, "Are they and Mo Changyou..."

Mrs. Mo was waiting to say more, but when she felt a pain in her arm, she saw Mo Changsheng smiling at her.

"Mother, it's a good thing that my brother specially invited the immortal to come to us."

This immortal has already come to their door, if they say that they don't want to cultivate and refuse to enter the immortal door, then their family will not be able to think about it.

Mrs. Mo finally reacted.

"Yes, they are all Mo Changyou's younger brothers." Mrs. Mo said this almost in despair.

With Mrs. Mo's words, the female fairy who had been watching them blinked flickeringly, then walked over with a black and round stone, bent her lips and said, "Since they are all there, let's take them one by one." Come on." Then she looked at the twins and smiled, "Start with the youngest!"

It took all of her strength to be able to stand there.

When Mo Changsheng saw him, he had no choice but to hold his two younger brothers in his arms and let them put their hands on the black stone one after another according to the fairy's instructions.

Nothing happens!

The pitch-black stone is still pitch-black!

The female fairy sighed regretfully, "Hey, what a pity. If the detection stone moves a little bit, it may be possible to detect the spiritual root when the two little dolls grow up a few years old. There is no reaction at all, I am afraid... ...I can only be a mortal for the rest of my life!"

For those who want to cultivate immortality, this sentence is the hope of a lifetime, but for Mrs. Mo, it seems to be like hearing the sound of heaven.

Mrs. Mo's pale face finally regained some energy. She snatched two dolls from Mo Changsheng, and urged Mo Changsheng: "Quick, Changsheng, press it too! Neither of your younger brothers can cultivate immortals, you Should also..."

Mrs. Mo's words came to an abrupt end after the jet-black stone suddenly emitted five colors of light.

The female fairy said with some regret: "It's the root of the five spirits, the root of the evil spirit. However, there is still a chance to seek the avenue of longevity. By the way, what is your name, we can also write down your name."

The female fairy patted the storage bag at her waist, and took out a scroll of letters. She didn't need a pen, and was about to poke on the letters with her fingers.

Mrs. Mo was already speechless, and Mo Changsheng looked at his mother, younger brother, and the family he had lived in for 13 years, and was also speechless for a while.

Lin Siniang, who was standing on the side, said, "Changsheng, the second cousin is called Mo Changsheng."

The female fairy paused and said nothing, but concentrated her spiritual power on her fingertips, and carved the words "Mo Changsheng" on the slip of paper.

The male immortal who hadn't spoken all this time sneered, "Mo Changsheng? You picked a good name, but your surname is wrong." Then he flicked his sleeves, "I'll go to the entrance of the village in half an hour. If I don't see anyone then, Your family doesn’t have to stay in Xiaoyaozong’s territory anymore!”

The male fairy left, and the female fairy left with Lin Siniang.It's just that when the female fairy left, a small red cloth bag the size of a palm and a note fell on the ground.

Mo Changsheng watched the fairy drop things.

He went forward to pick it up, and looking at the words on the note, he knew that this female fairy should be the person entrusted by his elder brother who had never met.

The note said that the small cloth bag is a storage bag, and it is enough to recognize the owner with a drop of blood. In addition to the things for Mo Changsheng, it is for Mr. Mo and Mrs. Mo.

Mo Changsheng knew that it was impossible to change the matter of going to Xianmen to practice, and it was inevitable to leave behind his old parents and his three-year-old twin brother, so he forced a smile to greet his mother and said, "Mother, this is what my brother left behind." The things given to us for so many years, it can be seen that my brother still misses father and mother."

How could Mrs. Mo listen to these words?Seeing the two immortals leaving, they wept bitterly.

Mo Changsheng's eyes were sore and his sockets were red.

The two three-year-olds looked at this and that, and immediately burst into tears.

Father Mo also staggered home. He had already told the folks in the village that if the fairy gate came early, don't tell about the children at home. Lin Siniang, an old wife who takes good care of her, will stand up and bring the fairy back to their home!

Father Mo has never read any books, but the matter has been settled. When he entered the house, the family cried bitterly in their arms. With half a cup of tea, he held back the tears and pinched the old wife fiercely. "Don't cry anymore! Hurry up and pack up some money for Chang Sheng, and bring it all to him!"

Mo Changsheng said with red eyes at this moment: "Father and mother don't need it, brother has prepared something for us."

Mo Changsheng pulled the old parents, and put the clothes and money that Mo Changyou had given to the old parents one by one in the flagon that Father Mo had drunk, and then took a small ceramic bottle, and put the pill in the bottle The medicine was poured out and melted in a teapot. After waiting for a while, I poured the tea into a cup. I tasted it myself and found it not poisonous. The two little dolls drank a cup each.

"Changsheng, what is this?" Father Mo was the last to drink, smacked his lips, and asked.

Mo Changsheng said: "Big brother gave it to me. Drinking it can make people stronger and less sick. Big brother...after all, he is thinking about his parents. Besides things, big brother also has a letter."

Then he told his parents what Mo Changyou had written to his family. Father Mo and Mrs. Mo were no longer excited, but just listened to the letter in silence. After reading what Mo Changyou gave Mo Changsheng, Mrs. Mo still Going to pack some clothes and pickled vegetables and bacon for Mo Changsheng, Father Mo hugged two little dolls, smoking a cigarette and told Mo Changsheng to be careful, to watch more and talk less outside, and to be honest To be honest, parents don't ask him to live forever, as long as he is safe for the rest of his life, it doesn't matter even if he doesn't come back for the rest of his life, they will always remember him...

Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

Mo Changsheng put on the Taoist robe that Mo Changyou gave him, which is said to be a low-grade magical weapon, so that Father Mo and Madam Mo should not refuse the family of the fairy who will come over in a few days. Amidst the crying and the wailing of the two younger brothers, he went to the entrance of the village alone with all worries.

Mo Changyou's letter said that the fairy who brought them things was named Liu Furong, the eldest daughter of Liu Juren in the town, and she had a very good relationship with Mo Changyou.Mo Changyou also knew that his parents were getting old, so he entrusted Liu Juren to take care of his parents and family until the siblings who stayed at home grew up.

In addition, Mo Changyou also left a lot of silver taels to Mo Lao and Mo Lao Niang.Although it seems to be filial piety, to Mo Changsheng, his parents are nearly half a century old, and his two younger brothers are only three years old. They are real three-year-old children who carry money in the downtown area. Anyone who sees it wants to try it. Trying to grab the first one.

It seems that Liu Furong's family has been well taken care of, but what if they die on the road to cultivating immortality?What if Liu Furong also passed away unfortunately?What if the two younger brothers hadn't grown up when they were gone?

When Mo Changsheng thought of what was written in Mo Changyou's letter, the fairy gate stipulated that he was not allowed to see his parents and family members before the foundation was established, and when he thought of his inferior five spirit roots, he felt even more uncomfortable.

Although he came from time travel, his parents in the previous life were not related. In this life, Father Mo and Mother Mo love him to the bone, and his two younger brothers are well-behaved and cute. The first ones they call are "brother", how can he leave with peace of mind?

Mo Changsheng was unhappy, and he couldn't lose his temper with those immortals, so he could only lower his head and stand beside a group of prospective monks who were waiting to leave.

A total of three prospective monks with spiritual roots were detected in Mojia Village this time, and a large number of others were detected by Xianmen in other villages, towns, and cities in the territory.No matter how powerful the Immortal Gate is, it is impossible for them to come out to inspect a small place. If they want to inspect, of course they will inspect all the territories.

As a result, there are quite a few quasi-friars gathered here in Mojia Village.

Lin Siniang bit her lip and squeezed over.She was also detected to have spiritual roots.

"Cousin..." Lin Siniang called out in a low voice.

It's just that as soon as she made a sound, Mo Changsheng looked up at her expressionlessly, then turned around and squeezed into the most crowded place in the crowd, preferring to huddle with people he didn't know than to look at Lin Siniang again.

Lin Siniang's pretty face flushed with anger!

If it weren't for her, wouldn't Mo Changsheng's road to immortality start ten years later?Ten years later, Mo Changsheng is 23 years old, his bones have grown, and his cultivation is even more difficult, and he survived several times.

Thinking of her, Lin Siniang, who helped Mo Changsheng set foot on the road of cultivating immortals ten years earlier, he didn't even want to look at her!Such a person who doesn't know what is good or bad, if it weren't for... Lin Siniang didn't dare to stare at Mo Changsheng, she lowered her head, and began to try to win Mo Changsheng.

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☆, handyman

What Lin Siniang planned, Mo Changsheng had no interest in knowing.

He stood with a group of people and waited for a while. Among the immortals of Xiaoyaozong, a middle-aged man in white clothes stood up.

The middle-aged man was condescending, glanced at Mo Changsheng and the others as if looking at a group of ants, snorted, and then took out a palm-sized bronze mirror from the storage bag at his waist, opened and closed his lips several times, Then suddenly shouted: "Go!"

The bronze mirror, which was originally only the size of a palm, suddenly burst out with a dazzling golden light, and at the same time, it flew into the midair with a slither sound. Under the surprised eyes of many children, it suddenly became larger, covering the entire Mojia Village almost instantly. In its shadow!

"Amazing!"

"Immortal Immortal! This is Immortal!"

"Long live the immortal! Long live the immortal!"

……

All the villagers in Mojia Village knelt on the ground, looking at the middle-aged man with awe and fear.

As for the children standing with Mo Changsheng, many of them called them immortals and kowtowed to the ground.

Standing among the many children, Mo Changsheng's back was straight, his eyes were shining, and his heart was throbbing. For a moment, Mo Changsheng felt that standing proudly like a middle-aged man was what he wanted!

Liu Furong looked at Mo Changsheng for a moment before she felt relieved.It's over, it's not that this child doesn't want to cultivate immortality, although it's meant to use this child by bringing him into the immortal gate, but...it's always better to have something worthy of being used than to be useless, right?

The middle-aged man finished showing off his flying magic weapon, and then he waved in satisfaction, "Everyone come up, go back to the sect."

Not to mention the temperament of this middle-aged man, his flying magic weapon is really enviable to Mo Changsheng. In less than half a day, the group of them flew from the ordinary world of mortals to the world of ordinary mortals. The distant cultivation world of the sun seems to be out of reach.

"Entering this enchantment is the world of comprehension." Liu Furong was obviously very happy, pointing to an endless mountain range in the east, and said to these mortal children, "Look, that mountain range is It belongs to our Xiaoyao Sect! The small valley outside is where the disciples of the outer sect stay!"

A little girl about five or six years old dared to say: "Sister, what is an outer disciple? Is it a disciple who lives outside?"

Liu Furong let out a chuckle, thought for a while, and then told these future juniors and juniors some things about cultivation.

Mo Changsheng also listened with pricked ears.

As for the other quasi-disciples, some are too young, only three or four years old, just looking at Liu Furong stupidly, probably not understanding what Liu Furong is saying; some are older, seven or eight years old. Even if the children in the classroom cannot fully understand what Liu Furong said, they still feel that what Liu Furong said is very important, and they must try their best to remember it.

"When we were in the mortal world, your parents and relatives all called us immortals. But in fact, we are not real immortals, but immortal cultivators, people who practice hard in order to become real immortals. There is no such thing as immortals in legends. The earth-shattering power can’t be created out of nothing, touch stone into gold, what we know is just using the spiritual energy of heaven and earth absorbed by ourselves, and using complicated formulas and formulas to make small spells.”

After Liu Furong finished speaking, she stretched out her hand, and slowly pinched a formula with her fingers. Suddenly, a small flame burst out from above her five fingers!

"This, isn't this just something out of nothing?" A chubby boy who had studied for several years stammered.The female fairy didn't use a fire switch, she just moved her fingers to create a flame, and even held the flame in her hand to play with!This is not something out of nothing, what is it if it is not the art of immortals?

"Idiot!" Liu Furong was worrying about how to explain, when a young man in red sneered disdainfully, "Senior Sister just said that the spell is cast with spirit energy, you don't know what spirit energy is, and what kind of magic spirit energy is in this world. Such an existence, of course I don’t understand what Senior Sister is talking about!”

Seeing everyone looking at him, the chubby boy who spoke earlier blushed suddenly, and said angrily, "Then you can understand? Then let me ask you, what is aura? Where is aura? What color is it?" What does it look like?"

Now it was the turn of the boy in red to be speechless.Their family just had a cultivator in their ancestors, who only cultivated to the early stage of foundation establishment, and left a few books introducing the realm of cultivation that can be seen everywhere in the realm of cultivation, and promised to go home after ten years to see if there is anyone there. He could take it back to the main gate, but he died on the way back to the sect.The body was missing, and the Xiaoyaozong discovered that the jade tablet of the soul of this person was broken. Knowing that he was dead, they notified the family of the boy in red when he recruited disciples next time.

Seeing the two young boys quarreling directly, Liu Furong thought it was amusing. She enjoyed herself for a while before she helped the boy in red and said, "The so-called spiritual energy is a kind of energy from heaven and earth. If you can't see it, you can touch it." No, I can’t smell it, but I can feel it. Try breathing out yourself, do you feel that staying here in the cultivation world is more comfortable and more joyful than staying in your hometown?”

Mo Changsheng didn't know whether the others could understand or not.However, combined with the fairy tale novels he read in his previous life, he thinks he probably understands about seven or eight points.

The so-called spiritual energy should be something higher than air, colorless, odorless and invisible, contained in the air, in addition to being breathed by monks like air, it can also be absorbed intentionally by monks through practice, and stored in the monks' own meridians , Dantian, for monks to borrow corresponding formulas and formulas to turn them into spiritual power and use spells.

In other words, the aura of this cultivation world is the energy of monks.Only with energy can spells be used, but without energy, no matter how many formulas you have memorized, no matter how many formulas you have learned, it is useless.

Mo Changsheng understood, Lin Siniang disdained Liu Furong's preaching in her heart, but because of her status, she patiently lowered her head and listened.But few others can fully understand it.

Liu Furong wailed in her heart, and explained for a long time, but she really couldn't explain what this spiritual energy was, and what the so-called comfort meant.

In the end, she had no choice but to say with a straight face: "In half an hour, we will arrive at the sect. Do you want to continue listening?"

Everyone naturally agreed.

Only then did Liu Furong roughly describe the spiritual root qualifications in the cultivation world and the classification of Xiaoyaozong's disciples one by one.

"The aptitude of the spiritual root is determined by God, there is nothing to say. Except for a very few special constitutions, the mutant spiritual root is better than the single spiritual root, and the single spiritual root is better than the double spiritual root. By analogy, the worst is the five spirits. You are a monk of root." Liu Furong seemed to casually glance at Mo Changsheng in the crowd, "As for why this happened, Master will tell you when you get to the sect and school. Just remember, Linggen Aptitude cannot determine everything, Taoism cultivation, body cultivation and mind cultivation, comprehension and good luck are equally important."

"The Xiaoyao Sect's disciples, apart from the personal disciples and registered disciples accepted by Jindan Daoist and above, the sect itself only divides the disciples into four categories, namely, servant disciples, outer disciples, inner disciples, and elite disciples. "

"Elite disciples are the most talented disciples cultivated by the sect. Not only do they have a generous monthly salary, but they also have the right to do the mission of the master's sect once a year. They are not restricted by any Taoist robes. Inner sect disciples are divided into two types. One is disciples with double spiritual roots and one spiritual root, who are inner disciples as soon as they get started; How much more, but the place where the inner disciples live is at least twice as abundant as the place where the outer disciples live, and they have to accept at least ten tasks from the teacher every year, and they are also valued by the teacher. The inner disciples are dressed in white Taoist robes, When you enter the sect, you are the outer disciples, and you must not offend the inner disciples."

The only middle-aged man in a white Taoist robe on the bronze mirror snorted, as if to say, "Forget your knowledge", Liu Furong pretended not to hear it, and continued talking.

"The disciples of three spiritual roots, four spiritual roots and five spiritual roots are divided into outer sect disciples as soon as they enter the sect. The sect gives outer disciples 40 yuan of low-grade spirit stones and four thousand spirit beads every month. Three bottles of Bigu Pill, three bottles of Concentration Pill, three bottles of Spirit Replenishment Pill, and two sets of Taoist robes of low-level magical artifacts a year. It can be said that in the current cultivation world, there is no one who is more generous than the disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect."

Liu Furong said this, but her tone was full of disappointment.

"But relatively, the Zongmen's requirements for the disciples of the outer sect are also extremely high. Every year, the disciples of the outer sect must complete [-] missions of the master's sect. If the monthly salary is lower than the monthly salary, the disciples of the outer sect will become disciples of handymen. The monthly salary of the disciples of handyman is only one-third of that of the disciples of the outer sect, but they have to complete thirty missions. If the disciples of handyman complete three consecutive years If you fail to complete the task you choose, you will be assigned by the teacher. When the time comes, you have to do it even if you want to do it, and you have to do it if you don’t want to. Moreover, if the assigned task fails to complete the task, it will be punished by the teacher. Deduction of monthly salary, or even expulsion from the teacher!"

Mo Changsheng was shocked.

Twenty teacher missions a year means twelve months a year. He must spare time to complete one or two teacher missions every month while ensuring his cultivation.

If you can't finish it, you will become a handyman disciple who is more miserable than an outer disciple.Handyman disciples have to do more tasks for the master's sect every year, but the monthly salary they receive is directly reduced by one-third.Mo Changsheng thought, with his five spirit root aptitude, if he was really demoted to be a handyman disciple, then there would be no hope of building a foundation in this life.

If he couldn't build the foundation, according to the sect's regulations, he would never see his father Mo and his two younger brothers, Xiaosan and Xiaosi, again.

After Mo Changsheng had to join the Xiaoyao Sect, he finally realized that he no longer had time to worry about his family. The first thing he had to worry about was how to ensure that his identity as an outer disciple would not be lost, and then he could build a foundation as soon as possible. , go home to see my parents.

In the corner, Liu Furong and Lin Siniang twitched their lips at the same time when they saw Mo Changsheng's gaze turned from worry to firmness.

Although Mo Changsheng is the most rubbish of the five spiritual roots, it is very possible that he will not be able to complete the task of the master.

Of course, Mo Changsheng will never be demoted to be a disciple of handyman.

Leaving aside the question of Mo Changsheng's future cultivation, just based on Mo Changyou's usefulness in the sect now, how could the sect let Mo Changyou's younger brother really be a handyman disciple?

☆, merit

When Mo Changsheng stayed on the bronze mirror flying magic weapon, he roughly counted the number of new disciples who were about to enter the fairy gate with him, and there were about six to seventy people.

Mo Changsheng originally calculated that the number of new outer disciples joining the Immortal Sect this year would probably be a few hundred at most. After all, there are still a lot of mortals in this world, and there are very few people with spiritual roots, and these people with spiritual roots Among them, many are hidden spirit roots, which may never be discovered in a lifetime.

But when Mo Changsheng followed everyone to the Valley of Seeking Dao of Xiaoyao Sect—that is, the place where the new disciples who joined the sect temporarily settled and studied, and was led by the senior sister who was temporarily in charge of their lives, Mo Changsheng discovered that Xiaoyao was originally Zongzhen is a very big sect.

"You are the last batch of new disciples this year." Qi Wanyan said with a slight smile, "Before you, more than 1000 new outer disciples have arrived. Although there are few new inner disciples, There are a full 200 people."

Mo Changsheng was slightly surprised.

He thought that he should have miscalculated.This is not the earth in his previous life, it should be a much wider place than the earth, with more people.It is obviously inappropriate for him to calculate the number of monks based on the original base of seven billion people.

"However, it's better to come early than coincidentally. You come here just in time for tomorrow's course selection."

Although Xiaoyaozong was a little harsh on the disciples of the outer sect, they didn't completely ignore it.At least these new disciples will have three months of study time to help the outer disciples adapt to the cultivation life and sect life as soon as possible.

Xiaoyaozong roughly divides the things that new disciples need to learn into two categories. One is that every disciple must learn. This kind of course does not charge disciples for spiritual stones. During these three months, every morning Classes for two hours in a row.The so-called compulsory courses include teaching new disciples literacy, introducing the common sense of cultivation and cultivation taboos, teaching disciples to draw qi into the body and choose cultivation methods, each of which is taught for one month.

The second category is the courses that new disciples can freely choose to study. They are charged for the disciples to study. Each course charges a low-grade spirit stone. The disciples can choose to study or not to study at all. mandatory.

This type of course is extremely complicated and trivial, including how to plant spiritual plants, distinguish the authenticity and grade of various pills and magic tools, identify spiritual mines, condense talisman paper, how to deal with monsters and get complete animal skins and animal blood , picking complete spiritual grass, identifying monsters, how to make talisman pens, talisman paper, array flags, and even how to sew clothes, shoes, simple medical skills, cooking skills, mortal martial arts, etc.Of course, among the courses for new disciples to choose to study, the four major cultivation skills of alchemy, weapon refining, talisman making, and formation are also indispensable. It's just that in these four types of courses, Qiu Daogu is only responsible for teaching the most basic things.

The choice of courses to take is extremely varied, but the lecture time for such courses is also short.Each course is only taught for three afternoons. Whether or not you can learn something, and how much you can learn, depends on the new disciple's own ability.

After Qi Wanyan finished speaking with a smile, she saw the sixty or seventy children in front of her crying.

"Senior sister, I don't know a single big character, and I can't understand it in class!"

"That's right, how can I recognize all the characters in a month? My brother has been in school for several years, and he still can't write a letter."

"There are so many courses that I choose, I am dizzy from hearing it. Senior sister, senior sister, do we really have to learn so many things? What if we can't learn? Can the master play hands-on?"

……

Qi Wanyan listened to the childish complaints of the children, and thought of those inner disciples who were as old as the children in front of them on the Qiudao Peak opposite to the Qiudao Valley. They would have three to five years to study these courses, and There will be a teacher who strictly supervises and urges them to take an exam every ten days, and the children who have not grown up in front of them...they will not have a single exam.

Qi Wanyan sighed in her heart, but said with a smile on her face: "Don't worry, the master doesn't know how to take exams, and he doesn't know how to play hands, as long as he sits obediently in the school and doesn't speak."

Only then did the worried children cheer up.

Only those children who are ten years old and above understand what they have learned are their own children who did not laugh.

Mo Changsheng frowned, three afternoons?What can be learned?Shouldn't he be thankful that Mrs. Mo sent him to the school through untold hardships in order to prevent him from taking the road of cultivation, so that he could read and write, just thinking that he would pass the imperial examination, and then he would be on the road to cultivation? Missed?

Qi Wanyan knew that the children in front of her were about to walk the same path she had walked, but she couldn't remind them, so she smiled and told them a few words, and led the six or seventy people to a place full of courtyards in Qiudao Valley. He took out the jade nameplate and green beads that had been stored for several days from the bag, and distributed them to everyone by name.

"The front of the nameplate is the name of Xiaoyaozong, and the back is your own name. This is the identity certificate of the disciples of Xiaoyaozong's outer sect, and must be kept well. As for Qingzhu," Qi Wanyan pointed to countless courtyards more than ten steps away , "It's the key to your residence. Take the green bead and find the courtyard with the same characters on the bead. That's where you will live in the next three months."

"The general layout of each courtyard here is the same, three-story small building, plus an empty small courtyard. There is a small blue bag in the main hall of the small building, which is called a storage bag. Drop it in, and you can use it. This is a meeting gift from the master to the disciples of the outer sect. In each person's storage bag, in addition to placing this month's monthly salary, there are also four treasures of the study, and letters about the sect's travel, etc. Everyone, go back and take a closer look.”

Qi Wanyan saw that everyone was eager to try, so she didn't say more, just pointed out the locations of the nearby canteen, Qiudao Pavilion, Xiaofang City, and Qiudao Valley's own trading pavilion, and then said: "Under ten years old New disciples, there will be a mortal servant in your small building to take care of you. This mortal servant will take care of you until your tenth birthday. Of course, if you don’t like the servant you have arranged now, or if you are over ten years old If any of your disciples want a servant, they can go to the servant room of the sect and hire a servant to take care of you. But this cost will be paid by you yourself."

"Okay, everyone, go back and think about what supplementary courses you want to choose tomorrow, and then Mao Shichu will wait for me here, and I will take you to register for courses."

Qi Wanyan left after finishing speaking.

Older children, even if they are illiterate, can still find their own residences according to the faint pattern on the blue beads and the words on the plaque outside the yard.For younger children, such as three or four-year-old boys and girls who cannot walk steadily, it is obviously unrealistic for them to find a place to live by themselves.

Mo Changsheng looked at these dolls who were about the same age as his own little three and four, and was thinking about how to help them, when he saw a few boys and girls in brown coarse cloth walking towards them, and then squatted down facing the little dolls , took out the wooden plates on their bodies and looked at the words on the nameplate on the little baby. The little baby was illiterate, but seeing that the strokes were similar, he broke into a smile and followed a few people away.

Only then did Mo Changsheng realize that he was thinking too much.Even if the Xiaoyao Sect doesn’t pay much attention to outer disciples, it’s impossible for a three- or four-year-old baby to take care of himself—unless it’s reincarnation, or Mo Changsheng missed Meng Potang’s reincarnation, I’m afraid I can’t do either of them arrive.

Feeling relieved, Mo Changsheng glanced at the writing on the blue bead, then walked all the way past the plaques on those small buildings, and suddenly found a problem.

There was only one word on those plaques, and the connected small buildings he saw connected the words on the plaques, which happened to be the first few words of the thousand-character prose he read in the mortal world, "Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang" , the universe is prehistoric. The sun and the moon are full, and the celestial constellations are arranged.".

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