Pursuing Immortality

Chapter 270: door (below)

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"My Quanzhen is based on precepts, which have been passed down for thousands of years. Now I have "Ten Precepts for Beginning Truth", "Three Hundred Precepts for Intermediate Levels", and "Three Altars for Perfection and Immortal Precepts". Taoist priests are precepts only when they receive precepts, and their ranks are promoted in turn. But now the New Deal, you are the first batch of intern disciples, and today we will learn "Ten Precepts of Chuzhen."

In the sutra hall, twenty-four little radish heads sat cross-legged, Hui and Taoist priest stood at the front, giving them morning lessons.

"The first precept is that you have to be loyal and not filial, neither benevolent nor trustworthy.

The second precept is not to conspire with thieves, harm others and benefit oneself, and should act yin and virtue to benefit all living beings.

The third precept is not to kill Hansheng for taste, but to do kindness and insects.

The fourth precept is not to be obscene, corrupt the truth, and defile the aura. If you stick to the truth, you will have no faults.

The ninth commandment is not to make friends with non-virtuous people, and to live in filthy places. When you have won the victory, live in the clear and empty.

The tenth commandment is not to speak or laugh lightly, or act in a false way. Be cautious and act ethically. "

He read it first, and then explained it one by one.

Precepts are the code of conduct for monks, which is not fundamentally different from the five teachings, four beauties, eight honors and eight disgraces, it's just a bit of a mouthful.

The children have all gone to elementary school, and some of them have already gone to middle school. It is not too troublesome to listen to it purely as an appreciation of ancient Chinese in Chinese class.

Xu Ziying looked focused, and seemed to be listening carefully, but her bladder glanced to the side from time to time: He He was sitting there.

Speaking of which, from the first day of entering the temple, or in other words, from that little girl's earth-shattering question, she felt an obvious strangeness.

The most typical example is that Huihe and Taoist priests spoke in person and moved He He's seat from the back to the front.

What does this mean? The pain in the heart of every scumbag! Top students have a sense of sight, that's right! This point alone is enough to make Xu Ziying extremely wary.

"Thousands of fairy scriptures, loyalty and filial piety are the first. Serve the king and work hard, so I answer the grace of protection. Self-cultivation and prudence, kindness to parents, so I answer the grace of fertility..."

After Huihe finished explaining the first precept, he asked, "Is there anything you don't understand?"

"Master!"

As soon as the words fell, He He called out and asked, "You have to be loyal or unfilial. Now that there is no emperor, who are we loyal to?"

"Heh, although there is no emperor, we still believe in the gods, wish the country prolong the jubilee, eliminate demons but harm them, and turn the people into good, that is the loyalty of a monk." Huihe laughed.

"Oh... thank you, Daoist!"

He He didn't quite understand, but he kept it in mind.

After that, I went on for another ten minutes, and the morning class ended. The children ran out and went to the dining hall to eat.

Before he knew it, He He had been here for three days.

Considering their young age, the Taiqing Palace did not arrange too many courses: wake up at 6:30 every day, morning class at 7:00, breakfast at 7:50, and then three cultural classes.

In the afternoon, I mainly practice gymnastics. There are two sets of boxing, which are slightly more advanced than "The First Set of Physical Exercises for Primary and Secondary Schools in China".

Then I have dinner, take evening classes, and after about eight o'clock, it's time for free activities.

The scriptures of Gongguanjiao are very simple, and they are not forced to meditate quietly. A child of this age, not to mention what kind of state he is in, if you let him sit safely for an hour, he will be very worried.

He He can adapt well, she is not too smart, but she has a stubborn tenacity. And she also learned that this is not the end, because the ten-square jungle is not allowed to accept disciples, it can only be used as a place for enlightenment training.

First study in Taiqing Palace for three years to lay a solid foundation. If you feel that you have a firm heart and excellent aptitude, you will be recommended to other descendants temples.

The Descendants Temple is the type of most temples, which are passed on from master to disciple, and from disciple to grandson, from generation to generation. When you get there, you will really learn from the teacher, and then you will become a Quanzhen Taoist priest.

"Do you even know who I am?"

"I don't care who you are? Don't you just stain your clothes? As for cursing?"

"What's wrong with me scolding you, I still hit you..."

But he said that He He had just finished eating and was about to attend cultural class, when he heard a quarrel outside. The children couldn't sit still, and all the Wuyang Wuyang ran to watch.

It was Lin Junlong and Shao Yangming standing in the courtyard, their faces flushed red.

Shao Yangming is a son of a business family with some background. As for Lin Junlong, he still has a little relationship with Gu Yu - it is Fang Qing's junior high school classmate.

After this kid failed the high school entrance examination, he went to Shengtian to work for his uncle's car wash, earning a few hundred yuan a month. After working for more than half a year, the car wash suddenly had an accident and was forced to close, so he stayed in Shengtian to mess around.

Just in time for this year, Taiqing Palace is recruiting people. Lin Junlong didn't know what he was thinking, maybe he took the initiative to sign up for the subsidy of 1,600 yuan.

The relationship between him and his parents has always been bad, and his parents are also wonderful, so he agreed very quickly.

Ever since, these two children who had something to do with Phoenix Mountain miraculously met in one place.

But the two didn't argue for a long time, when suddenly the crowd became silent, and Taoist priest Fang Chengzi came over. He is a patrol officer, and he was in charge of discipline supervision. He said with a calm face, "What's going on?"

"..."

After being silent for a while, Lin Junlong said: "I stained his clothes while eating, and he uttered insults, so we started arguing."

"You make a lot of noise in public and affect everyone's studies. As fellow students, you don't know how to be tolerant and considerate. You are all at fault."

Fang Chengzi didn't talk nonsense, and directly pronounced the sentence: "Copy the "Ten Precepts of Chuzhen" fifty times at night, and give it to me tomorrow."

"yes!"

Lin Junlong gave a salute, very obedient.

But Shao Yangming quit. He was spoiled and spoiled since he was a child, with a perverse temperament, and he was sent to the Taoist temple abruptly, so he was already angry. In addition, for the past three days, all kinds of rules have restrained hands and feet, and the disappearance of meat and fish has added fuel to the fire.

"Why? You really take yourself seriously. Believe it or not, I bought your broken Taoist temple and copied it fifty times! Copy your uncle!" He yelled, sticking his neck.

"..."

Fang Chengzi frowned, ignored him, and told a young Taoist priest, "Notify his family and take him back immediately."

"yes!"

The Taoist priest responded.

brush!

The face of the brat who was arrogant before turned pale in an instant, he didn't expect the other party to be so straightforward. If he was driven back, his father would have to beat him to death. With a sad face, he wanted to admit his mistake, but unfortunately he didn't have the chance.

"Okay, everyone, go in for class, don't watch around!"

Fang Chengzi blasted away the crowd, wiped his body and then dodged, leaving behind Shao Yangming who was like ashes.

Seeing a bunch of radish heads, they have different thoughts. Those who come from a wealthy family are mostly vigilant and must not be arrogant. People from poor families are very happy.

After the individual comes into contact with the group, a kind of psychology will inevitably appear: comparison.

No matter adults or children, whether they are in school, company, wine table, or even walking and walking, they will unconsciously compare each other when they see a good car.

This is called nature.

The twenty-four young disciples of the Taiqing Palace had a clear understanding of the situation in just a few days. Today's children are all precocious, and their concept of money is more important than adults.

Twelve men and twelve women. Eight people came from official families, nine people came from business circles, and seven people came from ordinary and poor families.

Although the dormitory is the unit, they are naturally divided into two gangs. That is to say, He He, apart from studying hard, he doesn't care about anything.

In a blink of an eye, it was seven days later.

Outside the scripture hall, the parents waited eagerly, with nervousness and anticipation on their faces. Xu Lei is also there. Unlike others, she still doesn't want He He to choose to stay. She becomes a monk at a young age and becomes a Taoist nun all her life.

In the sutra hall, twenty-three people sat neatly on the futons, and the thirteen priests lined up in front of them, as if they had met for the first time.

"Seven days have passed, and your adaptation period is over, as a result."

Huayang glanced around and said: "I will read your names and comment on it. It is up to both of us to decide whether to go or stay."

He took a stack of documents, his face was calm, but his heart was disturbed. The Daoist sect has been sluggish for hundreds of years, and finally the opportunity comes, the spirit energy recovers, and the government supports it.

Taiqing Palace is the first temple to complete the adaptation period training, and everyone is watching from top to bottom! The level of this group of children is average, barely considered average, but fortunately, there is finally a thousand-mile horse.

Thinking of this, he inadvertently glanced at a certain location, and slowly said: "Xu Ziying, first class in Jingyi, second class in physical arts, excellent aptitude, disciplined work and rest, diligent in cleaning, friendly and fellow students, overall rated as excellent."

"Thank you abbot!"

Xu Ziying was overjoyed, and quickly thanked her.

Hua Yang asked again: "Would you like to stay?"

"I do!"

"Hehe, good, from today onwards, you are an official intern disciple."

Hua Yang was very pleased, and the other twelve priests were also very encouraged. Xu Ziying's overall quality is good, she has great potential and is worth cultivating.

Immediately afterwards, he read the second one: "Lin Junlong, Jing Yibing, etc., physical skills, first-class, good aptitude... Would you like to stay?"

"I do!"

Lin Junlong said hurriedly.

After reading more than a dozen in a row, most of them were good, and those who were asked chose to stay. Except for the three that were too bad, Hua Yang asked them to leave without saying anything.

Knowing that there is no potential, but still accepting, the Taoist sect is not stupid.

In the end, when Hua Yang picked up the only scroll left, all eyes were on He He. The thirteen priests were even more eager, and their policies were flexible. Even if she refused, there was still a way for her to stay.

"He He, first class in Jingyi, first class in physical skills, excellent qualifications... the overall rating is excellent."

After Hua Yang finished reading, he suppressed the turmoil in his heart and asked, "Would you like to stay?"

"..."

He He didn't say a word, his eyes were dim, and for some reason, he suddenly remembered the question he had seven days ago.

"I want to bring the dead back to life and live forever, is it feasible?"

"I can't answer this question... However, since the 4,700 years of ancient times, how many sages of our generation have overcome thorns and thorns, stepped on hundreds of millions of mountains, and never returned; Gui Mingming... for the sake of longevity."

With palms facing upwards and the back of his hands on the ground, He He leaned forward and bowed down:

"I wish!"