The mountain where Taoist Epiphany is located is quite aura. There are several houses, and there is a small stream flowing down the mountain, with the fragrance of birds and flowers, and it is a scene from outside the world.
"This mountain is owned by the teacher and is called the'Shenlai Peak'!" Taoist Dian introduced, and paused.
Di Jing sighed, and said, "He has a great spirit, and he probably has a great history. I don't know if I have lived in a god before?"
"I don’t know if there is a god’s patronage, but I changed this name. It was a night of lightning and thunder. I will be my teacher from the sky. I will become the master of this place. I have renamed this place "Shenlai Peak". A hundred years of history. As for what it was called before, I can’t remember it anymore."
"The'god' of feelings refers to your old man, master!" Di Jing let out a burst of air.
"Hey, it's a matter of time or night, work hard, you can be like a teacher, and sooner or later you will become a god." Daoist patted Di Jing on the shoulder and gave him a room.
"Master, this Shenlai Peak is the two of us? There are no other brothers and sisters?"
"For so many years, you are the only disciple that I have admired, so there are only two of us here. It is not easy to be my apprentice. You can do it for yourself. If one day your practice is unsatisfactory to me, you will only be expelled from the teacher. ."
"Master, rest assured, the disciple will be angry and strong, and will not disappoint your old man! Hehe!" Di Jing was both happy and excited in his heart. Daoist Dian has such a high level of cultivation, but he only accepts himself, and he will definitely teach him all of his skills. To myself, I will not hide privately.
Daoist nodded, and said in an educational tone: "Many disciples of Zongling Dongtian want to worship under my sect, but they don’t look down on them as teachers. They are proud to be able to listen to me explain the scriptures and teach my experience. You become My only disciple, their attitude towards you must be a little weird, so don't mind when you come."
"Well, I can understand their envy and jealous look."
"Well, that's good. There is a stream on the back of the mountain, and its water comes from the main peak. There are many spiritual scriptures in the stream, so you should take more time to study."
"The scriptures are in the water?" Di Jingda was strange.
"There are so many things you didn't expect?" Dao Ren laughed, but this smile was inconsistent, which made Di Jing feel that something was wrong.
When he left, he turned his head and said to Di Jing: "When is it empty? Find a stone tablet to engrave the historical allusions of our Shenlaifeng, and pass it on for generations. Even if one day you and I go as a master and apprentice, So that future generations can have a remembrance!"
"Yes, Master." Di Jing suddenly felt helpless and agreed casually.
When Di Jing cleaned up the room, Yun Qian didn't know where he went. It was small in size and it was not easy to find where he went.
At night, Yun Qian came back with a round belly.
"You're not going to steal food, are you?"
Di Jing felt a little tingling on his scalp. When he first arrived, he hadn't stepped on the land. If something happened, the trouble would be serious. Although he is a disciple of Daoist Dian and his seniority is a bit high, Daoist Dian also said that as long as he does not betray the sect, everything else is trivial.
It's just that Yun Qian is not an ordinary spirit beast, he is particularly sensitive to good things, and I am afraid that the garden where Zongling Dongtian planted the elixir has already suffered.
Yun Yi didn't care about it. Nini yelled twice and fell asleep on the bed. His swollen belly was bulging, and his short limbs looked quite abrupt.
"Only this time, let's not take it as an example. We just arrived at someone else's site, and we all have a little leisure. We are not allowed to leave my sight in the future, otherwise I won't want you."
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Early the next morning, Di Jing was awakened by a knock on the door, thinking that it was a lunatic Taoist who came to teach the cultivation method, but when he opened the door, he saw a fat man standing at the door, his age about the same age.
Di Jing was stunned, and asked, "Who are you?"
"Disciple Du Zhen, pay homage to Xiaoshushu!" The fat man declared his name and saluted Di Jing awkwardly, and said, "The head told me to invite Xiaoshushu to the Golden Lotus Hall. "
"Head?" Di Jing was puzzled. He only arrived at Zongling Cave Sky yesterday. Why is the head of the news so well-informed that he will be summoned after one night, "This sect is too big, and the round-trip time is not short. I will give it to you first. My master will talk about it."
Du Zhen hurriedly said, "I don't need the little uncle. When the disciple came, he went to greet the uncle, and found that the uncle was no longer in the sect."
"Not in the sect? Where did you go?" Di Jing asked suspiciously, faintly feeling something was wrong.
"Uncle Shi has mostly gone out to travel the world again. Uncle Shi is by nature unruly and doesn't like restraint. I heard that hundreds of years ago, the position of the head was changed. With the qualifications of Uncle Shi, he could enter the elders seat, but Uncle Shi But he gave up and chose this Shenlai Peak to practice. However, even though he chose Shenlai Peak, Uncle Master rarely came back. Even if he did, he stayed for a short time."
"Then... How long has he traveled?" Di Jing felt that the world was turning a little bit.
"It's hard to say, it's three to five months short, and the long one is even harder to say. The disciple has never seen his old man's true face for three years since he started his career. It's only in the portrait... Uncle, don't fall down!"
The Golden Lotus Hall is built on the main peak of Zonglingdong. The elders and principals, as well as many direct disciples, live on the main peak. Therefore, the main peak is quite large, full of aura and has a huge effect on cultivation.
When Di Jing was memorized by Du Zhen, his thoughts were a little lost along the way. He finally understood the meaning of the words that the idiot had said to him before, and they turned out to have other meanings.
"Du Zhen..." Di Jing's spirit and spirit were a little weak.
"Said Uncle Master." Du Zhen is a bit fat. Although he has gained a foundation in his practice for several years, there is a long distance from Shenlai Peak to the main peak, and he feels a little bit of breath all the way down.
"There is a rule in the sect that as long as you don't betray the sect, breaking other things is not a serious crime, right?"
"It seems to be said, but you have to take care of what you do, Junior Master, especially don't pull me into the water. It's not a serious crime for you, and for the disciple, it's not that cheap." Du I really played the drums in my heart, and secretly said that the little uncle knew that he had been deceived, and he was probably going to cause something to happen.
Di Jing said: "Don't be afraid, I don't do anything. You said that if someone else in the sect is a teacher, it shouldn't be a betrayal, right?"
"It turns out that Xiao Shishu wanted to vote for another famous teacher... Bah! He learned from others' strong points and learned from others!" Du Zhen found out that he had said something wrong, and quickly changed his words and replied: "This is estimated to be a bit difficult."
"Why is it difficult? I'm not apostate. Whom should I learn from? Anyway, I'm from Zongling Dongtian!"
"This disciple is not very clear, so let's go and ask the headmaster." Du Zhen also felt a big head, and at the same time began to sympathize with Di Jing.
When he arrived at the main peak, Di Jing found that the main peak was more than one level higher than the Shenlai Peak. Although the aura was not as strong as the Kunxu Shenshan Mountain, it was equally surprising. Squares, pavilions, attic buildings and other buildings are connected end to end, and the atmosphere is very diverse.
The gate of the Golden Lotus Hall is wide open, and it is more than ten feet wide. The huge plaque exudes golden light, reflecting the sun and the moon.
"It's such a good place for practice. I really don't understand why the old guy chose to live in Shenlai Peak, live on the main peak, and sleep better at night. For my future, for my glory, I must change a master. "
Di Jing made up his mind, energized, and went straight to the hall.
Entering the hall, I found that there were more than 20 people standing in the hall. On the top, there was a throne with a person sitting on it, with a handsome face, a smiling face, a floating beard, and a master of Taoism. Posture; behave calmly, have the spirit of swaying the world.
"Presumably that is the head Yan Mingtian. According to the seniority, I should call him a'senior brother'."
When the head of the throne came down, there were more than a dozen steps. In each step, there were seats on the left and right sides. Some seats had already become people, and they were all elderly people with white beards and hairs.
When Yan Mingtian saw Di Jing coming in, he immediately stood up and said with a smile: "Junior Di Jing, come forward."
Di Jing saw that among the people standing under the main hall were Li Feng, Wang Hua, and a few in the Kunxu Shenshan. He knew that these were all elite disciples of Zongling Dongtian, and he should be called his "Uncle Master" by generation. "So he was not polite, and he stepped past the crowd, bowed his hand to Yan Mingtian, and said, "Worship the senior brother."
Di Jing bowed a salute, but did not see Yan Mingtian replying. He raised his eyelids and looked up. This look shocked him.
I saw the dozen or so old men, including Yan Mingtian, all staring at themselves with weird eyes, looking like evil wolves, revealing greed.
And Di Jing was uncomfortable under such unscrupulous and frantic gaze. He only felt like a prey hung on a tree, ready to be bitten.
"Ahem!"
Di Jing coughed slightly, which seemed abrupt in the silent hall, but finally brought the gang of people above them back to their senses.
"Haha." Yan Mingtian laughed twice and said: "You don't have to be polite, brother, please take a seat."
Di Jing sat down at the end of the work, still feeling a few eyes locked on him, making him sit on pins and needles.
"The old man picked up a treasure, Di Xiaonephew's vitality is extraordinary, quite vigorous and domineering, and full of foundation!" An old man said, praised Di Jing, and his eyes were very hot.
"I heard from several people in Li Feng that Di Xiaonephew transformed the veins in the sacred mountain of Kunxu and brought out the legendary inscriptions of the long-lost avenue. Although he could not brand it into his body, he condensed it into the veins. The quality must be It's not low, I don't know what quality it is?" The old man who interrogated was sitting very close to Yan Mingtian, and his status was not low.
"Quality?" Di Jing was a little inexplicable, feeling that he still knew too little about spiritual matters, and said, "This...I don't know much about it myself."
"Oh?"
A bunch of old men showed their doubts, and they didn't even know the quality of the immortal veins they transformed? This can be said to be a very simple thing, as long as you step into the practice, you can discover it.
"At the beginning of the monk, he refines the spiritual energy, transforms the essence of the spirit, and draws the Shenxi into the body and transforms the veins. It is called the "Xianmai". The quality of the fairy veins, from low to high, in terms of color, red, blue, green, purple, and red The blood is the same color and belongs to the lower grade. Purple is the color of the heavenly kingdom and belongs to the upper grade. You only need to look inside to see the color of the fairy veins."
Di Jing saw that everyone was showing eager eyes, so he tried to look inside, his nose and heart, and then opened his eyes after a while.
"How? What color is it?" someone asked eagerly.
"Is it purple?"
High-grade immortal veins are quite rare on the Divine Desolate Continent. In Chenzhou for nearly a thousand years, there seems to be no monk with high-grade immortal veins.
Di Jing transformed his veins in the sacred mountains of Kunxu. He was highly anticipated, and his momentum was earth-shaking and shocking. Although these elders did not come in person, they learned from the population such as Li Feng that the inscription of the Great Dao was drawn, which condensed immortal veins, and should be able to reach the top grade.
Di Jing dodged his eyes, looked at the crowd, and couldn't tell.
"What? Is it green, high-grade immortal veins?"
"The high-grade immortal veins are also good. My Zongling Dongtian has never seen the high-grade immortal veins before, but I heard that Lieyang Dongtian had a disciple of Huamai a few years ago, which belongs to the high-grade immortal vein."
"This time there is also a top-grade immortal figure in my Zongling Dongtian, and the inscription on the Great Dao is drawn out, so it's not lagging behind him!"
More than a dozen old men were very happy. They didn't reach the top grade immortal veins, and the top grade was also very good, but it was a pity that the Dao inscriptions eventually disappeared.
If you can leave a few words, it is also the supreme treasure.
Yan Mingtian saw Di Jing frowned, as if there was something embarrassing, and asked: "Junior Brother, is there anything you can't say?"
"My immortal vein is a bit...a bit unsatisfactory." Di Jing looked at everyone, feeling a little sad.
"What? Isn't it a top-grade immortal vein?"
"Even the Dao inscriptions have been drawn out, but the quality of the immortal veins is not up to the top grade. I don't believe this." An elder shook his head. A few years ago, the high-level immortal veins disciple of Lieyang Dongtian didn't elicit the Dao inscriptions. .
Di Jing said, "I didn't see the color clearly. The light was a bit dazzling and I couldn't open it. Anyway, it wasn't the concentrated color, it was a bit white and a bit yellow."