The Path Toward Heaven

Chapter 7: first class

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Master Lu stepped forward and knocked on the table.

The man in gray robe woke up, rubbed his dry eyes, he was very happy to see that it was Master Lu, but he was surprised when he saw the wet mud on his front and shoes.

"Brother Lu, what happened?"

Just like a child who learns to walk, he will never think about climbing again. Who would want to walk after learning to fly with a sword

Master Lu said: "I just want to be more careful, otherwise what if the three sides get the news and come to steal people?"

The gray-robed man said: "They're all from the same sect, so it's impossible."

Master Lu said: "Then what if other sects come to rob people?"

The man in gray robe said with a smile: "Brother, this is exaggerated. I want to see what kind of genius you have found, and you are so nervous."

Master Lu signaled Jing Jiu and Liu Shisui to come forward, and said: "This is Ming Guoxing, the immortal master I sent to the south gate to register. Before entering the inner gate, you have to call me uncle."

Liu Shisui hurriedly called out, "Uncle Ming."

When Master Lu saw Jing Jiu, he was taken aback for a while before he came to his senses, and praised, "What a beautiful doll carved out of ice and jade, Senior Brother Lu, you really have an extraordinary encounter today."

"Whether it is empty or not is another matter. I chose the small one."

Master Lu sighed and did not avoid Jing Jiu when he spoke.

After traveling for only three days, his perception of Jing Jiu became worse and worse, and he even regretted it.

He had never seen such a lazy person.

Of course, what really displeased him was that Liu Shisui, the genius in his eyes, was being manipulated like that by others.

The enlightened uncle looked at Liu Shisui according to his words, and saw that the child had a fresh breath and steady eyes, he couldn't help nodding, thinking that it was really good.

When he took a look with his sword sense, he couldn't help being shocked, and his voice trembled with nervousness.

"Natural Dao Seed?!"

Master Lu smiled and said, "Not bad."

Ming Guoxing shouted anxiously: "Then why are you standing still, come in quickly!"

Master Lu led Jing Jiu and Liu Shisui into Shimen.

Ming Guoxing caressed his chest, looked at him with a smile, and finally felt relieved.

After entering the mountain gate, they are the disciples of the Qingshan Sect, and no one can snatch them away.

Not to mention those sects of practice, it is useless for people from Chaoge City, even Bulaolin and Rolling Screen people dare not step here.

For countless years, who would dare to act presumptuously in the Green Mountain Sect

Ming Guoxing picked up the brush, dipped it in the inkstone, spread out the pages of the book, looked at Liu Shisui and asked, "Name?"

Liu Shisui responded nervously, "Liu Shisui."

Ming Guoxing was startled, and said, "Name, not age."

Liu Shisui opened his eyes wide and said, "That's my name, can't I?"

At first he was not satisfied with the name, but now he is used to it and even likes it a little.

"Don't say ten years old, even if you want to be called long live."

Ming Guoxing smiled and said.

After registering Liu Shisui's information, he looked to Jing Jiu and asked, "What about you?"

Although he was mentally prepared, he still couldn't help squinting his eyes and tsk-tsk in his heart when he saw that beautiful and outrageous face.

"Jing Jiu, from Chaoge."

The boy looked at a lone peak in the distance, and replied casually.

Ming Guoxing was in a state of excitement, he didn't care about his rudeness, and he gave some warm words of advice, then turned to look at Liu Shisui, ready to communicate with this innate Daoist.

Unexpectedly, Liu Shisui walked towards the mountain gate without even looking at him, because Jing Jiu had already moved.

On the mountain road, the young man in white walked first, and the little boy with his luggage followed suit.

Looking at this scene, Ming Xingguo was very surprised and said, "What's going on?"

"They are masters and servants."

Master Lu frowned thinking about what Father Liu said to him that night.

"The natural Daoist is actually a servant of people?" Ming Xingguo was extremely shocked, looked at Master Lu and said: "No matter what kind of relationship they had before, once they enter the mountain gate, ordinary things are meaningless, didn't you tell them? "

Master Lu was a little helpless, he explained the matter clearly on the first day, Jing Jiu didn't say anything, but Liu Shisui wouldn't listen to what he said.

The clouds and mists dissipated early, but there was enough moisture in the wind, and the mountain road was very gentle, making it quite pleasant to walk on.

Liu Shisui looked at the cliff peaks around him, his face was full of curiosity, his mood was both nervous and excited.

Either because of his influence, or because of the more distant memories, Jing Jiu's eyes stayed on the surrounding scenery for a longer time.

With such emotions, he quickly walked out of the mountain road for more than ten miles, and came to a cliff in the middle of the mountain.

There are towering trees everywhere between the cliffs, and dozens of thatched cottages are scattered among them.

The clouds and mists rose again, and the thatched cottages were looming. If you look carefully, you can see that each thatched cottage is separated by a courtyard wall.

When they came to the cliff flats, there were more and more lanes. Liu Shisui didn't know how to walk, so he looked towards Jing Jiu.

There is the sound of water behind the cliff, clear and pleasant, it should be a spring, and another music gradually rises, which matches the sound of water, making it even more ethereal.

Jing Jiu walked towards that place, and Liu Shisui quickly followed.

Following the sound, the two walked through the green trees and saw a building in the mist.

The sun suddenly fell, dispelling the fog, and the real appearance of the building was revealed. It was a building with black eaves and green walls, which was quite chilling.

This is the sword hall of Qingshan Zongnan Songting, where the disciples of the new sect will live and study for a long time.

Dozens of teenagers and girls were standing on the flat ground in front of the training hall, all wearing the same style of blue clothes.

Standing on the stone steps, Master Lu said, "I'll just wait for the two of you, hurry up and join the ranks."

Liu Shisui was very surprised, and asked Jing Jiu, "My lord, how did the immortal master come here? I didn't see him pass us on the way."

After entering the mountain gate, there is no need to worry about being robbed by other sects after revealing their traces. Master Lu only needs to control the flying sword, and he can come here in a short time.

Jing Jiu understood this truth, but Liu Shisui was completely unexpected.

Listening to Master Lu's words, dozens of disciples turned to look at Jing Jiu and the others with curiosity on their faces.

Before the sword hall, there was an atmosphere of "it's finally here".

These disciples came from all over the mainland. It has been a while since they arrived at Nansong Pavilion, but they have not been able to teach immortality and swordsmanship. They have been waiting for a long time with some anxiety.

It is heard that the reason is that the immortal master is waiting for a disciple.

For a disciple who made so many people wait and wasted time, he naturally knew that the immortal master valued him very much.

These disciples were selected by the Immortal Master Qingshan Zong personally, and he was confident that he would be able to step on the Dao of Tongtian. Faced with this situation, he was naturally curious about the new disciple, and at the same time, he was inevitably somewhat resistant.

They were all outer disciples who had just entered Qingshan, they couldn't detect Liu Shisui's talent through sword sense, so their eyes naturally fell on Jing Jiu in front of him.

A burst of uncontrollable low exclamations rang out in the crowd, and then turned into excited discussions, buzzing like the sound of a swarm of bees.

"Why is this man so good-looking?"

"How did that face come about?"

"The temperament is also extraordinary, so it can't be said that he is a nobleman from Chaoge."

Especially those female disciples, looking at that handsome face, felt a little hot for some reason, turned around, raised their hands and gently fanned their cheeks.

A male disciple suddenly said, "Don't you think his ears are weird?"

Everyone heard the words and looked around, only to find that the boy in white had a pair of protruding ears, looking at...

"so cute."

A girl looked at Jing Jiu and said infatuatedly.

Master Lu coughed twice.

The youngsters who were willing to go to the mountains to practice Taoism naturally devoted themselves to Taoism, and their teacher reminded them to keep their Taoist heart quietly, no longer look at Jing Jiu, and no longer talk about it.

It became very quiet in front of the sword hall.

Reminded by Master Lu's gaze, Jing Jiu and Liu Shisui walked to the back of the line and stood up.

"Here is the recipe for getting started, you must study hard."

Master Lu flicked his sleeve lightly, and dozens of thin volumes flew out from the training hall, scattered like fallen leaves, and landed in the hands of each disciple very accurately.

This scene is really miraculous, both Liu Shisui and those young disciples were amazed.

"There are many cultivators in the world, each sect has its own skills, and its realms are divided into different realms. There is no difference in essence. What you have to learn now is the method of the initial stage."

Master Lu motioned his disciples to open the thin booklet, and said, "My Qingshan sect's path is as simple as it is simple, and the initial stage is only divided into two stages, one is Youyi."

When they finally heard the real practice method, the expressions of the young disciples became extremely serious, and they looked at the written descriptions in the booklet without missing every word of the master.

"What is etiquette? There is a saying in Nanhua Taoism: the body protects the spirit, and each has etiquette rules, which is called nature."

"What you need to do is to be proficient in the basic exercises, strengthen your body, temper your will, and correct your posture. Only in this way can the two be connected and have their own end."

"From the outside to the inside, when the Yiyi realm is complete, the Dao seeds in your body will be stable enough to survive the turmoil in your heart, grow vigorously, and enter the second realm to embrace the gods."

When hearing this, some disciples raised their heads, with expressions of hope and yearning on their faces.

"What is embracing the spirit? There is a saying in Huai Ji: Embrace the spirit to be quiet, and the form will be self-righteous."

"This stage can be said to be an extension of the realm of ritual, and it can also be said to be the first leap of the ascetic, because at this stage, the will of the ascetic will become extremely firm, and he will naturally sense the spiritual energy in the world, the Tao seed As the meridians grow longer, they can absorb the aura of heaven and earth and turn them into true essence. This is to use the spirit of heaven to nourish the spirit of people. Look at your sword guts..."

Master Lu's voice was not loud, but it fell clearly into the ears of every disciple.

The sun has risen to the middle of the sky, the clouds and mists have already cleared, the light is blazing, and it is quite hot.

But none of the disciples shouted hot, and listened to the teachings of the immortal master so attentively, as if they couldn't feel it.

A young disciple from Lelang County was fascinated by the realms that the immortal master said, when he suddenly heard some noises around him.

He turned his head and saw a scene, and couldn't help being stunned.

Liu Shisui was pouring tea for Jing Jiu.

The tea poured from the pot has long been cold, and there is no hot mist overflowing.

But the sound of tea falling into the cup is still as clear as spring water.

Jing Jiu took the teacup and drank it down, then handed it back.

Liu Shisui put away the teapot and cups, took out a round fan from the package, and began to fan Jing Jiu.

The sound of the wind brought by the round fan was very clear in front of the quiet sword hall.