Yu Qingyao was a little bit taken aback, and said with a smile: "Master, are you done with your work here?"
Daoist Wang nodded with a smile.
He said to himself: This matter is too busy, I am waiting for you to get started.
Yu Qingyao packed the things her master had bought for her and the newly made clothes, put them on her back, hung the Qingyun sword on her waist, and followed her master out of the small courtyard.
Yu Qingyao said in her heart: It's not easy, my sister finally came out of that small courtyard, and she locked me up for ten days!
A carriage stopped outside the courtyard gate, and Yu Qingyao followed her master into the carriage.
After putting away the burden, she opened the car window and looked out.
Daoist Wang laughed and said, "Does it look good outside?"
Yu Qingyao pursed her lips and said, "Master, you haven't let me out to play for so many days, and I haven't even gone to the city to play."
Wang Daochang laughed, and said to himself: What a little girl, I still want me to take her to play.
He coughed and said: "Qingyao, a cultivator should not be greedy for the world of mortals. You must devote yourself to cultivating the Tao and don't be confused by the world of mortals."
Yu Qingyao groaned, but she didn't care about it in her heart.
He meows, Feiyun Guan controls the government and engages in so many industries, you actually told me not to be greedy for the world of mortals, are you guilty
After Wang Daochang finished speaking, he felt a little embarrassed and said, "When you succeed in cultivating the Tao, Master will take you around."
Yu Qingyao said in surprise: "Master, you have to keep your word, I will always remember it."
Daoist Wang laughed and said, "Just remember."
After eleven days of getting along, Yu Qingyao found that Wang Daochang was not difficult to talk to, and he was really kind to herself, and she didn't find that he had any inappropriate words or deeds towards her. She felt that she might have misunderstood. The master was actually a good person, but he just took a fancy to her talent in cultivation.
If she is successful in cultivating Taoism, Yu Qingyao doesn't mind contributing to her master's school. The white lotus is the most repayable.
The carriage left the Lower Courtyard of Feiyun Temple and came to the street.
Through the car window, Yu Qingyao looked curiously at this strange and strange ancient world.
She had the illusion that she had run into a costume TV series.
The carriage left the city, and when it got outside, Yu Qingyao was not interested in the fields outside, so she shrank back and said with a smile: "Master, how is the upper courtyard?"
"The upper court is in Yuntai Mountain. The mountain is beautiful and full of spiritual energy. It is a blessed land of spiritual mountains. The Feiyun Temple has been established here for three hundred years. The upper court is simpler than the lower court. The main task of inner disciples is to practice, and they will not stay on the mountain unless there is a major event."
"Master, what is a big deal?"
"For example, when there is a large-scale invasion of other Taoist temples, or there is a competition between Taoist temples, or when there are big monsters and ghosts in the territory, and the people of the lower court cannot eradicate them."
"Oh! Do big things happen often?"
"That's not true!"
Yu Qingyao understood a little bit that the inner courtyard is responsible for advanced force deterrence. It's usually fine, just practice. As soon as the inner courtyard is mobilized, it is time for Feiyun Temple to face a major crisis.
This is the rhythm of going all out if something goes wrong!
A hundred miles away from the city, the carriage stopped.
Yu Qingyao got out of the car and looked up, in front of her was a big mountain with beautiful peaks and ridges, surrounded by clouds and mist, full of fairy spirit.
The carriage was parked in a manor, which was the reception desk at the foot of Feiyun Temple.
"Let's go! Go up, the carriage can't go up, let's go up the mountain on foot." Wang Daochang said with a smile.
Yu Qingyao carried the burden on her back and followed her master all the way up the mountain.
The scenery in the mountains is beautiful, one step at a time, Yu Qingyao has never seen such a beautiful mountain.
The mountain road has been carefully trimmed, with cloud patterns carved on the steps, red lacquered railings on the side of the road, pavilions every few hundred meters, and stone chairs in the middle for people to rest.
Wang Daochang walked very fast in front, if Yu Qingyao hadn't been proficient in Baihe Changquan, her strength was much stronger, and she had internal strength to support her, she really couldn't keep up with him.
Yu Qingyao went up the mountain almost at the speed of running in the previous life. After running for an hour, Yu Qingyao sweated profusely, and couldn't help shouting: "Master, can you take a rest?"
Wang Daochang was happy, he wanted to take a look, firstly to see how Yu Qingyao's martial arts practice was, and secondly to see how far she could persevere.
He thought she would rest after a stick of incense, but he didn't expect to be able to persist until now.
"Okay! Rest for a while before leaving, we will be there soon."
Yu Qingyao picked a flatter rock and sat down, she complained: "Master, every time I go down the mountain, wouldn't I be exhausted?"
Daoist Wang said with a smile: "When you reach the high level of Qi cultivation, you won't be tired anymore."
Yu Qingyao complained: "Master, when will we have to wait?"
Daoist Wang said with a smile: "A disciple in the inner court usually takes about seven years. For high-grade immortal roots, three years should be enough."
"Ah? So long!"
Daoist Wang laughed and said, "How long has it been? People with low-grade immortal roots have practiced for twenty years, and they still need enough resources to reach the seventh level of nourishing Qi."
A disciple of Feiyunguan must at least have a middle-grade immortal root to be eligible to enter the upper courtyard.
Most of the disciples in the upper courtyard are middle-grade immortal roots, and the elders are also middle-grade immortal roots.
After inquiring about the progress of the top-grade immortal root cultivation, Yu Qingyao did not panic.
Yu Qingyao continued to inquire about the matter of the upper court, and Wang Daochang told her without hesitation.
The mountain wind dried the sweaty clothes, Yu Qingyao rested, and continued on the road with Master. After running for another hour, a beautiful pavilion appeared on the mountainside ahead.
Yu Qingyao couldn't believe it, in this backward ancient times, how were so many pavilions built in this mountain
A group of people came up to greet him and saluted Daoist Wang one after another.
Wang Daochang nodded in greeting, and took Yu Qingyao back to his Qionglou courtyard.
Yu Qingyao lived in the right wing of the courtyard. Here, she met her four senior brothers, including Li Huaide.
These four are much younger, the eldest thirteenth senior brother Cai Sihang is twenty years old, the fourteenth senior brother is Feng Yu, and the fifteenth senior brother Xia Wang. Brother Sixteen is Li Huaide.
Yu Qingyao complained secretly: How much does the master like to accept apprentices? After accepting so many, I feel dizzy even remembering the names.
There are mainly three kinds of apprentices Wang Daochang accepts: one is high-grade fairy roots like Yu Qingyao and Li Huaide, and the other is the children of elders, like Cai Sihang, this is to win over Elder Cai. Consolidate your power in the gate. The third type is the sons of officials and generals, such as Xia Wang and Feng Yu. This is to win over secular forces.
Yu Qingyao met with the four senior brothers.
Cai Sihang and the other three senior brothers were pleasantly surprised when they saw that the master accepted a cute-looking female apprentice.
The three of them couldn't help but move their minds, brothers and sisters, isn't it a match made in heaven
Li Huaide's mood is very complicated. Junior sister is a former fiancée, and she has to get along day and night, how can it be broken
"Qingyao, take a good rest, tomorrow we will open the Patriarch Hall and officially accept you as a disciple." Daoist Wang said.
"Yes, Master!" Yu Qingyao agreed. I complained in my heart: hold the grass! I kowtow three times, and I have called you Master for twelve days. I am not your apprentice in feelings!
(end of this chapter)