From the headmaster of Quanzhen, he began to traverse the heavens

Chapter 29 Deacon Daoist
After half an hour, he left in a trance. After many new disciples came forward to pay their respects, Liu Chuxuan waved his hands slightly. The first disciples knew that the uncles and uncles had something to say, so they withdrew with the disciples and Taoists. Then he personally entered the hall to serve.

Lin Qingxuan came out of the hall and was about to return to the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion when he suddenly saw Sun Daoren waving at him, so he hurried over.

He smiled at Sun Daoren and said, "Senior Brother Sun, what's wrong?"

Daoist Sun stood beside Daoist Mingchun, Daoist Mingcheng, Daoist Wuyang, Daoist Heqing, and other Taoist fire workers who were familiar and had a good relationship.

These Taoist fire workers are not too young, and the youngest Taoist Mingcheng is two years older than Lin Qingxuan.

"Since the super conference the day before yesterday, we will have nothing to do at Chongyang Palace in the second half of the month. We have just received the monthly silver, thinking that the weather is getting colder, so we bought some side dishes and wine, let's go, let's go and have some drinks together. ?"

Daoren Sun grabbed Lin Qingxuan and said with a smile.

Lin Qingxuan smiled and greeted a few Taoists, then nodded and said: "Alright, since I went to the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion, I haven't reunited with the brothers. Today is just right, but I have nothing to prepare, so I can only touch the brothers. light."

"My brother, what polite words?"

"Junior Brother Lin, you stay at the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion all day long. We all thought that you picked up the martial arts secrets of the Chongyang Patriarch and were secretly cultivating?"

"Ha ha……"

Everyone laughed and went back to the kitchen.

Sun Desheng, Daoist Sun, Daoist Mingchun, and several Daotong first moved the food to the cafeteria, and then returned to the back kitchen. They took out a food box by the stove, which contained some delicate cold dishes, as well as the elbows that he had braised in advance. Dongpo Pork, Yellow Braised Chicken, etc.

There was no dining table in the kitchen, so everyone brought a wooden stand on the bench to make a table top, and then set up the cold and hot dishes. Another Taoist Mingcheng and Taoist Wuyang brought two jars of soju, opened the sealant and filled it with everyone.

Sun Desheng was the leader of the Taoists, so he raised the wine bowl and said, "Brothers, we are all together today, so it's good to have a lively life."

"Okay, respect Senior Brother Sun, respect all Senior Brothers."

……

Everyone took a sip of their wine bowls. Lin Qingxuan was drinking for the second time. He also drank it once when he followed Daoist Sun down the mountain to pick up the goods. At that time, he felt that the so-called fine wine was only the same, and the taste was not as good as the beer of later generations.

But this time, Lin Qingxuan felt that the wine tasted very good this time, the wine had a strong aroma, and the entrance was clear and sweet, so he couldn't help but praised: "Good wine!"

"This wine is from our Liquan Roast in Xianyang. It tastes the best. It's still ten years old, but Senior Brother Sun bought it at a great cost."

"Oh, that's a good wine of course."

Although Lin Qingxuan's martial arts cultivation is already top-notch in Quanzhen Sect, it stands to reason that he is no longer the same role as these fire workers, but the deeper Lin Qingxuan's Taoist Xuangong cultivation, the deeper his understanding of Taoist classics, and his heart is like water. Although he can't talk about it, he is not the impetuous and overthinking person he was two years ago.

Lin Qingxuan liked the feeling of being with Sun Desheng, Mingchun, Wuyang and other Taoists. This natural, comfortable and close feeling made him feel like he had the warmth of home.

The crowd ate and drank, and talked about the anecdotes of the Quanzhen Sect inside and outside the Jianghu. In a short while, the altar of Liquan was burned down, and Sun Desheng opened another altar. up.

Daoist Heqing and Daoist Mingcheng laughed at Ming Chun and talked about something that was a chance for them.

The two of them admired for a moment, and then bowed to Sun Desheng to ask the real teacher to show mercy, or go out to be a host and watch the host, and their brothers can follow suit in the future.

Lin Qingxuan was at a loss when he heard it, and after asking carefully, he realized that with the rapid development of Quanzhen Sect in recent years, there have been Taoist temples established in various provinces. Accept it, and then dispatch the disciples in the sect and the experienced firework Taoist to manage the lower courtyard dojos in various places.

Therefore, although the Quanzhen Chongyang Palace recruits disciples and Daotong every year, the disciples with limited qualifications will be assigned to preside over the lower houses in various places after they have been taught martial arts for a few years.

Because there are enough lower houses accepted, and sometimes Daoist fire workers will be sent to watch the Lord, so this is also an opportunity for Taoist priests such as Sun Desheng and Lin Qingxuan.

After hearing this, Lin Qingxuan pondered, and before he could speak, Daoist Wuyang shook his head and said: "Qingxuan, you don't need to think blindly, we have few qualifications, and if there is hope, it's Senior Brother Sun, who has served him before. Chongyang Patriarch, if he is willing to speak to the real headmaster, he will definitely be released as a spectator."

Lin Qingxuan knew that everyone had been drinking too much, so he didn't feel offended by the words, but smiled: "Senior Brother Wuyang said exactly, Senior Brother Sun, go and talk to the master teacher, you can be regarded as our Quanzhen teacher. The old man, Danyang real person will give you face."

Everyone booed and persuaded Sun Desheng, but Sun Daoren waved his hands and said with a smile: "I am in my forties this year, and I have stayed in Chongyang Palace for 30 years. I have a deep affection for this place, and I am not willing to leave."

Seeing that Sun Deshi's attitude didn't seem like a fake, everyone stopped persuading them. After half an hour, everyone was drunk, and then they left with each other's arms.

Lin Qingxuan's inner strength is deep, and even if he is unlucky and forced to drink two jars of wine, he is completely fine, so he finally got up to help Sun Daoren clean up the dishes.

When the two of them packed up their things, Sun Desheng suddenly turned his head to look at Lin Qingxuan, and asked with bright eyes, "Qingxuan, do you want to go down the mountain? Going outside to be a spectator, would you be tempted?"

Lin Qingxuan smiled slightly, remembering that he was successful in his skills, he also moved to find the idea of ​​​​looking for the sword demon sword mound outside Xiangyang City, and said: "Senior brother is joking, how long have I been up the mountain? It is also satisfying to follow which senior brother to be a deacon."

Sun Daoren laughed when he heard this, and said, "I knew you were young and unwilling to stay in the Chongyang Palace, here it is!"

Saying that, Daoren Sun carefully took out a letter from his arms and handed it to Lin Qingxuan.

Lin Qingxuan was surprised, took out the letter in the envelope and unfolded it to see that it was Ma Yu's handwriting, his expression changed when he looked closely at the content, he looked at Sun Daoren, and asked, "Senior brother, you...why are you begging for me? Teach real people!"

Sun Daoren smiled and said, "What am I going to do at my age? I might as well give you a chance. I know that you have an unsheathed sword in your heart, just like those scholars at the foot of the mountain who hold the imperial examination to become a high-ranking official. , you want to learn martial arts, but also want to be a real person, I know.

However, if they don't accept you, I can't do anything about it. I can only ask you for an expatriate errand. After you leave Zhongnan Mountain, it depends on your ability and good fortune. Your brother Sun also wants to help I can't help you any more..."

Sun Desheng couldn't stop nodding as he spoke, and finally pursed his lips and patted Lin Qingxuan's shoulder, and said, "I know that the master teacher will definitely give me face, so I went to beg his old man last night, and he wrote this to me. In the recommendation form, it is said that the location is optional, but you are too young to be a master, so you have to be a deacon first, and if the master is mobilized in the future, you will be promoted."

"Junior Brother Qingxuan, think about it, where do you want to be a deacon? I'll take you to thank the old man, Master Chief, for your grace."

(End of this chapter)