late at night.
Qingyun Daozong.
In the dining hall.
Taoist Taihua sat in the first place, and the other seven disciples sat in the left and right rows.
It is now the third watch.
The entire Qingyun Daozong seemed very quiet.
Except for the buzzing of insects, there was nothing unusual.
A candle was burning, illuminating the long table.
Taoist Taihua looked at the group of disciples seriously and solemnly, and then took the lead in breaking the tranquility.
"I think Chang Yu has already told you all about everything."
"Now the competition among the various sects in Qingzhou is in full swing, and there are even rumors that in a few years, Dali Pavilion, the sect of Qingzhou, will even eliminate some unpopular sects. Therefore, within the next two years, we must promote Qingyun Daozong to a third-rank sect."
"The key point lies in you little junior brother. If you want to advance to the third rank, there must be eight disciples in the sect. Now that a new disciple has finally arrived, you must be cautious. Don't let him find out the real situation of our sect. Otherwise, as before, it's fine to turn your face and be ruthless, and slander our Qingyun Daozong everywhere. You really raised a few white-eyed wolves."
Taoist Taihua said solemnly.
"I'll wait until I understand."
Everyone lowered their voices and replied solemnly.
But soon, there was a voice.
"Master, if our Qingyun Taoist sect wants to advance to the third rank, the process will take at least a year and a half. Although the senior brother has already bluffed this junior brother, the problem is that the fire cannot be contained after all. As long as this junior brother practices, sooner or later he will find out about our sect's situation."
Some disciples opened their mouths and couldn't help but say so.
After saying this, Taoist Taihua shook his head disapprovingly.
"As a teacher, I have already thought of a plan."
"Third brother, you are right. After all, paper can't contain the fire, but I can delay it"
"Changyu has already bluffed you little junior brother. As a teacher, I can tell that your little junior brother respects Xiuxian very much. He will definitely not leave in a short time. As for cultivation, you can drag it until the end before teaching him how to cultivate immortals."
"From tomorrow onwards, Chang Yu, you will teach him swordsmanship, no matter how outrageous it is, one is to scare him, and the other is to delay the time. If one day he finds sword practice boring, Luo Chen will teach him the art of alchemy."
"I've calculated it as a teacher. Seven of you take turns to teach. If one person teaches for two months, a year will pass by in a hurry. Even if he finds out about our sect's situation, it will not help, understand?"
Taoist Taihua's expression of holding the wisdom pearl made all the disciples nod.
But the second woman on the right couldn't help but speak.
The girl looks sweet and looks a little younger than Ye Ping. She is the junior sister of the sect, but now she is Ye Ping's junior sister.
"Master, this method sounds okay, but this little brother is not a stupid person. Sooner or later, he will ask some questions about cultivation. If the question is on the disciple, how should he answer?"
This is the junior sister of Qingyun Daozong, Chen Lingrou.
"It's very simple." Taoist Taihua didn't even think about it, and replied directly: "Teach him some basic cultivation methods, but exaggerate some, exaggerate the exercises, and say that at the same level of Qi training, monks who practice Qingyun Qijue are better than those in the same realm."
"However, I also want to remind you that our Qingyun Qi training art focuses on self-cultivation and solid foundation, otherwise he will really feel that he is strong in the future, and it will be bad if he fights with other monks."
Taoist Taihua was also kind-hearted, he specifically explained that the exercises are only for self-cultivation, so as to prevent Ye Ping from feeling that he is very strong and fighting for power.
"Understood."
Chen Lingrou nodded, indicating that she understood.
"Okay, in the next period of time, you must not communicate with this junior too much, and keep it as mysterious as possible. If he doesn't look for you, don't look for him either. The future of the sect depends on you."
At the end, Taoist Taihua's tone became firmer, but his voice was not loud, for fear of disturbing Ye Ping.
"I'll wait until I understand"
Everyone answered in a low voice again, their faces full of determination.
"Okay, the meeting is over."
The next moment, Taoist Taihua left the place, and the rest of the disciples also left.
This moment.
Inside the Qingyun Dao Sect.
The sky full of stars looks extremely bright.
Ye Ping lay on the bed, looking at the sky outside the window, full of anticipation in his heart.
Three years ago, he traveled to this world.
At first, I was really confused and lonely, but fortunately, I am an optimist, so I quickly adapted to this world.
Now I didn't expect that this would be a world of cultivating immortals.
For cultivating immortals, Ye Ping is full of passion, perhaps because he likes to watch some fairy tales since he was a child, Ye Ping is full of curiosity and expectation for cultivating immortals.
He didn't have too many extravagant hopes, such as becoming an immortal and becoming an ancestor, waking up and taking power in the world, lying drunk on the lap of a beauty.
Ye Ping's thoughts are very simple, rely on cultivating immortals, live a few hundred years longer, find someone he likes, get married and have children, and spend this life happily.
However, Ye Ping also knows that the road to cultivation is extremely long, and the danger involved is probably unimaginable.
Therefore, we must be cautious and careful in doing things in the future, and the most important thing is to persevere and not be discouraged because of some difficulties.
Being a human being in two lifetimes has made Ye Ping mature a lot. Although he lost his enthusiasm, he also bought a maturity and perseverance that ordinary people don't have.
"I don't know what my talent is like."
On the bed, Ye Ping was full of curiosity.
Although he tested that he had no spiritual roots, Ye Ping always felt that he should not be that bad.
As long as it's not too bad, he can accept it.
In this way, Ye Ping didn't fall asleep until late at night.
But the next day.
Ye Ping woke up early.
He didn't snooze, on the contrary, he was more diligent and hardworking than when he was studying. After all, cultivating immortals and studying are completely different concepts.
bang bang.
Just when Ye Ping just woke up, there was a knock on the door.
"who"
Ye Ping opened his mouth subconsciously, then got up, and before he had time to open the door, a familiar voice sounded.
"Little brother, under the order of master, brother came to teach you the way of swordsmanship. After a stick of incense, I will wait for you at the back cliff of the sect."
It was Su Changyu's voice.
After hearing this, Ye Ping responded immediately.
"Okay, thank you, brother."
After the voice fell, Su Changyu left the place.
And Ye Ping also washed up immediately.
At the same time, he tidied up his robes, trying to leave a good impression.
After tidying up, Ye Ping opened the door and walked towards the back cliff, his mood was also full of excitement.
But there was also some nervousness in the excitement.
Ye Ping was mainly worried about qualifications.
Wouldn't it be a little embarrassing if one's qualifications were too low to be disliked by the elder brother
But soon Ye Ping comforted himself again, thinking that the hidden sect's favorite thing is to train waste wood, if it is to train geniuses, what's the point
Do geniuses need to be taught
Is the sense of accomplishment of teaching a genius better than the sense of accomplishment of teaching a good-for-nothing
Thinking of this, Ye Ping's nervous mood gradually calmed down.
Just when Ye Ping was thinking wildly.
Finally, he came to the back cliff.