Looking back, the white clouds are closing; looking in, the green mist is disappearing.
In the Jiuchong Mountains, at the foot of Qingyun Ridge, the Tianyan Sect’s mountain gate square was crowded with people; it was time to recruit new disciples.
In previous years, Hong Tao always stood in the front and watched the six-year-old children test their spiritual roots. This year, he successfully entered the late stage of foundation building and was promoted in the Internal Affairs Hall. Now he only needed to sit in the back and sip tea, watching the two people promoted by his subordinates busy at the front.
The early spring breeze was blowing. Hong Tao put down the newly produced Peiyuan green tea from Huaxi Valley and looked at the noisy and lively children in front of him.
Whenever this happened, he would think of Jiang Yuebai. He had come a long way from being a Qi training cultivator to the late stage of foundation building, with the hope of forming a pill. He was even noticed by the Great Elder, who intended to recommend him to take over the Internal Affairs Hall after forming a pill. All these were influenced by Jiang Yuebai.
Take his successful advancement this time for example, it was also because Fengyun Club bet their entire fortune on Jiang Yuebai to win last time, which gave them a large amount of spirit stones, allowing him to concentrate on his cultivation without worrying about resources.
Otherwise, even if he is given another ten years, he will not be able to reach the late stage of foundation building.
"I don't know what level of cultivation Sister Jiang has now. If she breaks through to the late stage, I will have to call her Senior Sister."
Thinking of this, Hong Tao felt a little strange, because this was clearly the little girl who grew up under his care.
"What's wrong with you, little monk? I told you that we are a Taoist sect and do not accept Buddhist disciples. Why don't you listen?"
"I... I was just abandoned outside the temple so I became a monk. Now I am not a monk anymore. Please let me test it. What if I have spiritual roots and can practice?"
The sound of quarreling came from the front. Hong Tao stood up, pushed through the crowd and walked over. He saw a little bald boy about six or seven years old, wearing a tattered gray-blue monk's robe and a bamboo hat on his back.
He was covered in dirt, his knees were torn, and his feet were covered in bloody scabs and scars that were almost stuck to his sandals. He looked pitiful.
Hong Tao suddenly thought of Jiang Yuebai from that year.
"Did you climb up from the bottom of the Jiuchong Mountain?" Hong Tao asked.
The miscellaneous disciples of Tianyan Sect in front of the mountain gate saw Hong Tao, who had a dignified demeanor and a new beard, and hurriedly bowed in greeting.
The little monk turned his head, sniffed his nose, and nodded vigorously.
"Well, I heard from the Taoist priests in my hometown's Taoist temple that there is a gate to the immortals on the mountain. If you climb up, you can enter the gate. My master gave me this rosary before he died. The wolves and tigers on the road won't eat me."
The little monk had an innocent and unguarded look on his face and held up the Buddhist beads in his hand for Hong Tao to see.
"Are you really not going to be a monk anymore and want to practice Taoism?" Hong Tao asked.
The little monk grabbed his bald head in distress, "I don't know either, but Master asked me to live. I heard that immortals can live forever..."
"Test his spiritual roots."
Hong Tao ordered the miscellaneous disciples of Tianyan Sect to immediately take the little monk to the spirit-testing stele. The little monk hesitated, but finally put his hand on it.
Yellow and white light gradually shone from the spirit-testing stele, becoming stronger and stronger. The yellow light representing the earth spirit root surpassed the eighth scale and approached the ninth.
There was a great uproar.
"Gold and earth dual spiritual roots, earth as the main and gold as the auxiliary, rooted in... earth eight and gold seven."
The yellow light finally did not exceed the ninth scale, but this kind of aptitude was already the pinnacle among those with dual spiritual roots.
Hong Tao personally took the wooden sign and handed it to the young monk. The young monk clenched his clothes tightly and did not take it. He asked with some expectation in his eyes, "After entering the Taoist sect, will I no longer be able to recite scriptures and worship Buddha?"
Hong Tao nodded, and mist suddenly appeared in the little monk's eyes. He hesitated and took a half step back.
"Little monk, you want to practice Buddhism. How about I show you a way?"
A clear and cheerful voice was heard, and the crowd parted to look, and saw a female cultivator in white with a light veil covering her face walking towards them. She looked ethereal and fairy-like, with a look of spirit flying around, and her curved eyes and smile were brighter than the stars, which made everyone in the square stunned for a moment.
"Fairy sister! Is she the fairy sister from heaven?"
The children looked at the newcomer with starry eyes, and the cultivators of Tianyan Sect looked at her in confusion. They had never seen such a female cultivator in the Jindan stage, but she had the token of Tianyan Sect's direct disciple hanging around her waist.
The female cultivator landed on the ground, flicked her sleeves, took off her veil and smiled at everyone.
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Hong Tao was so shocked that he almost crushed the wooden sign in his hand. All the Tianyan Sect cultivators around him who recognized Jiang Yuebai were also shocked beyond words, with their mouths wide open.
When she left the sect two years ago, she was still in the late foundation-building stage. Only two years later, she came back and has already formed a pill
How old was she? She started practicing at the age of six, established her foundation at the age of fifteen, and forged a golden elixir at the age of twenty-nine
In Tianyan Sect, even the founder is not as fast as this!
Hong Tao simply couldn't believe that Jiang Yuebai had the five spiritual roots, and he had personally tested the result of this. This speed was beyond the reach of even those with natural spiritual roots.
Back then, Hong Tao thought that Jiang Yuebai's statement about wanting to be the second Lu Xingyun was just a child's joke. But now, he is afraid that she will not be able to be the second, but will surpass the master's achievements!
Jiang Yuebai was still standing. Hong Tao was the first to react and hurriedly led the surrounding disciples to bow and salute.
"Greetings to Master Wangshu."
Everyone shouted in unison, and the momentum made the children present so excited that their scalps tingled and they were so excited that they couldn't control themselves.
"Um."
Jiang Yuebai nodded lightly. She was now a Jindan Zhenren after all. She had to be more calm in front of outsiders and learn to be like Zhenjun Fuyi in daily life.
Jiang Yuebai looked back and saw her master nodding to her from high in the sky, then returned to the sect first.
Just now, before she reached the mountain gate, her super long-range spiritual sense had already seen clearly everything that happened here. She took a liking to this little monk at first sight, explained the whole story to her master, and only came over after getting the master's approval.
Jiang Yuebai ignored everyone else and walked straight to the little monk who was staring at her in a daze. After thinking for a moment, she squatted down and looked him in the eye.
"You want to live forever but don't want to practice Taoism, right?"
The little monk's cheeks turned red when Jiang Yuebai looked at him, and he lowered his head shyly, "Well, I still want to recite the sutras and worship Buddha."
"Practicing Buddhism can also lead to longevity. I promised a man that I would find him a disciple to pass on his legacy. He is also a monk, but a monk who doesn't look like a monk. Do you want to hear his story?"
Jiang Yuebai's voice was gentle and his eyes were smiling, which made the little monk feel very friendly and he nodded.
"Okay, then I'll take you back to where I live first. After you finish listening to his story, if you are willing to accept his inheritance, I will pass it on to you. If not, I will have someone send you to the Vajra Terrace, which is a holy place for Buddhism."
"Okay, thank you, Fairy Sister."
Jiang Yuebai smiled. She was actually already thirty years old this spring, and she felt a little uncomfortable being called sister.
"Master Hong..." Jiang Yuebai stood up and called his senior brother almost out of habit. After a pause, he said, "Manager Hong, I will take this little monk back to Tianku Peak first. My master knows about this matter and he will report it to the sect master. You don't have to worry about it."
Hong Tao came back to his senses from his daze, "Ah? Good! Thank you for your hard work, Jiang... Thank you for your hard work, Master Wangshu."
Jiang Yuebai nodded, his sleeves rolled up a gust of wind, and the crane's cry sounded crisp and pleasant.
Under the envious gazes of all the children, Jiang Yuebai took the little monk on a crane and flew to the Qingyun Fairy Mountain shrouded in clouds and mist.
At that time, on the Tianku Peak.
Jiang Ziying, who was already twelve years old, was running at lightning speed, holding a sickle and chasing a little cat demon with three tails all over the mountain.
In the cat demon's mouth, was the red fruit that she had cultivated with great difficulty.
"Stop! You bad cat, when Uncle Jiang comes back, I will sue you."
Meow!
Oh~~
Qionglin Shanjun was sleeping in the shadow of a tree and yawned.
(End of this chapter)