The Laoshan lineage has been around for thousands of years since the founder of the patriarch, but in fact it has been passed down from generation to generation and has not experienced many generations.
In the generation of Yuheng Laodao, it is precisely the sixth generation. Among the patriarchs, only two have successfully ascended to the heavens and achieved the name of immortals. As for the remaining three, two of them fell in the process of avoiding the three disasters.
correct! Now there is one more of him, and he has also fallen into the three disasters.
In addition, there is another patriarch, the fourth-generation patriarch of Laoshan. He has been in charge of the sect for less than ten years. Suddenly, one day, a fellow Taoist invited him out of the mountain. For unknown reasons, he did not return after leaving.
To this day, I don't know if he is alive or dead, and there is no news, but if he is still alive, he should be thousands of years old.
During the inheritance period of the first five patriarchs, Laoshan almost never prospered. When there were the most disciples, there were only more than ten people. Until the generation of Yuheng Laodao, the number of disciples under the sect has reached hundreds of people.
In fact, there are still two junior brothers in Yuheng's old generation, but since he took over as the head, those two junior brothers have fled far away.
Although the status of Laoshan is not very high in the world, it has a good reputation and reputation in the market and has been widely circulated.
The main reason is that when the Laoshan disciples traveled abroad, they subdued demons and eliminated demons and saved people. The reputation was accumulated little by little.
When I came to Chaoyang Courtyard, I didn't see any trace of Yun Zhongliu and the others. The old man asked a disciple of the loyal generation to ask, only to find out that they went out to observe yesterday. As for where they went, the masters did not say, and they did not know. .
In retrospect, Lao Dao is also a bit self-deprecating. Since his cultivation base has been greatly reduced, he can hardly even sense the movements of the Taoist temple.
Who is going out? Who is coming in? It is difficult to detect accurately, in the eyes of the disciples, he is omniscient, and there is nothing in the Taoist temple that can hide from him, but now it seems that it is too ironic.
The four disciples of Chaoyang Court left together. Even if they guessed the reason, they couldn't help but feel a little uneasiness in their hearts. I hope they don't do some stupid things for this.
Back in the side hall, Lao Dao sent the Dao boy away, and with a flick of the dust in his hand, a light flashed, and three scrolls were instantly revealed on the table.
This is exactly the Book of Heaven that Wang Yan stayed here. He wanted to let himself comprehend the Book of Heaven so as to avoid the fire, but how can things be so simple and how complicated the Book of Heaven is, even he can't comprehend it!
Moreover, I know my own catastrophe, and my body is even more clear. However, this scripture is to help people avoid the three disasters in advance. Now that the fire has come, even if he understands more thoroughly, what is the use
"Hey! Wang Yan, ah Wang Yan! You are really good luck!"
The old man gave a helpless smile and shook his head, but then his eyes turned to the book on the table, and he slowly walked forward.
"It's okay! This is the end, let the teacher do something for you in the end! If you can achieve the Dao, it will not be in vain for me!"
After finishing speaking, Lao Dao swiped the dust, and a piece of rice paper floated down on the table. At the same time, a small pen appeared out of thin air, and it moved on the rice paper by itself.
What is written on the paper is all the hard work of Lao Dao's practice for hundreds of years, including the truth he has realized, and even the reading and understanding of the celestial scriptures in the past few days, combined with the experience gained from his own experience. .
It is impossible for me to comprehend the Book of Heaven in my life. I only hope that what I have learned can help Wang Yan's comprehension.
Wang Yan has experienced a lot, and Lao Dao has also experienced a lot.
He really likes this disciple, he really wants to train him to become a talent, and he really wants to see him fly to the heavens and achieve the path of immortals. It's a pity that there may be no chance for all of this, and he can't wait for that day.
After writing three pages of paper, Lao Dao accepted the spell.
After thinking about it, he suddenly sat down at the table, wrote a letter himself, and then folded the other three pages and put them in an envelope. He found a box and sealed the book and the envelope. .
Early the next morning, the eldest disciple Zhong Hengqing and two other proud disciples were summoned, and they explained it to him. They handed over the box to Zhong Hengqing for safekeeping, and asked him to return it himself after Wang Yan returned.
On the afternoon of the same day, the real person Yuheng, the head of Laoshan Mountain, announced the retreat.
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The selection of the sect started as scheduled, and the location was chosen in the newly built school grounds in Laoshan. As long as they were disciples of the Dianzi generation, they could sign up to participate.
Since there are only five places in this selection, there are always two aspects to be assessed, one is the Taoist scriptures and the other is the cultivation of spells. Only these two aspects meet the requirements and rank among the best in order to have a chance to advance.
As for the character and xinxing, Laoshan's criteria for recruiting disciples is the first test of the disciple's character and xinxing, but there is no need to worry.
On the grounds of breaking through the realm, the master said that it is expected to go further, and he hastily retreated, and handed over the affairs of the Taoist temple, as well as the candidacy of the Jiazi Dao Ceremony, to the eldest disciple to handle it.
Zhong Hengqing thought that he could not live up to Master's expectations, so he did everything by himself, and his second and third junior brothers assisted along with him.
On the second day of Master's retreat, the sect selection officially began.
This time, Lao Dao did not lead the team. Before the retreat, it was arranged in advance. Chen Xiu and Yun Zhongliu would lead the team. At the same time, Wang Yan must go together, and five elite disciples were selected. Follow, there are eight people in total, representing Laoshan to fight, and it is expected to be enough.
Chen Xiu is the third disciple of Lao Dao, and he is now a hundred years old. However, his Dao practice is very high, and he has skills in his face. Therefore, he looks like a middle-aged man in his thirties or forties, with black hair and beard. Like ink.
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Originally, in terms of seniority, it was Zhong Hengqing who should lead the team, but the old Taoist retreated, and there must be no one to preside over the viewing, so he was left behind.
Although Chen Xiu was a late entry, his talent and fundamentals were excellent. After practicing for over a hundred years, he has far surpassed his senior brother and entered the late stage of spiritual refinement. Among the disciples of the Dianzi generation, except for Wang Yan, there is only one His Taoist cultivation is the highest, and he is only one step away from entering the Immortal.
It is for this reason that Lao Dao let him lead the team to Longhu Mountain.
In the morning, everything was ready, and with the sound of a gong and an order, the selection meeting officially began.
This time, the internal selection of the sect is based on the elimination system, because there are only a few disciples of the dictionary generation, so it is not complicated.
Today is the first day, and the first round of competition is the cultivation base spell. Thirty-five disciples will decide their opponents by lottery, and the winner will advance to the next round.
On the high platform of the school field, Zhong Hengqing sat in the center seat, watching the duel of the disciples in the field, and on his right, sat Chen Xiu.
Chen Xiu's face was pale, with a bun on his head and a folding fan in his hand. At first glance, he looked like a scholar.
Although his eyes were on the field, he was full of doubts in his heart. He always felt that Master was in a hurry to retreat, as if there was another secret.