Taoist endowment

Chapter 90
But if there is any wind and grass on Funiu Mountain, it will definitely cause tremors in the rivers and lakes.

Sure enough, Chen Jingyun's metaphorical order was spread all over Jianghu within three days due to the urgent spread of Fengxinmen.

After receiving Xuanhui's report, Master Kuyue from Amitabha Temple praised him again and again, but cursed secretly in his heart:
"Xiaoniu's nose is full of tricks, just relying on the old monkey's short-tempered and stingy temperament, the apprentices he teaches will be saints who can benefit the world? Why does he not like three great masters in a year? Pooh! That little ox-nosed person is probably already happy in his heart!"

Although he thought so in his heart, he couldn't say it out of his mouth. Now he ordered Xuanhui to pay close attention to the practice of the monks in the temple. Amitabha Temple had already taken the opportunity, so why should he cultivate a master before others.

And the other masters who got benefits in the martial arts competition were overjoyed, and Qing Mingzi, who was also of Qingxu concept, was the most delighted.

During the martial arts competition last year, although Qing Mingzi was seriously injured, he still took the ring, and he got a huge advantage because of a blessing in disguise.

That day, Master Kuyue ordered Peng Qiu to heal Qing Mingzi's wounds. When Peng Qiu was repairing Qing Mingzi's damaged meridians, a wave of spiritual power naturally remained in his meridians.

And with this spiritual power as an introduction, Qing Mingzi was like a fish in water when he was practicing the secret method of Xianyun Guan. The aura of heaven and earth was incomparably tame, and the driving was smooth and easy.

After taking the elixir, Qing Mingzi felt that his cultivation had made great progress. In addition, he was a Taoist, and his original cultivation method had a slight similarity with the secret method of Xianyun Temple, so after half a year of hard work, he unexpectedly Got the way of the master.

Now Qing Mingzi can be said to have truly reached the state of a half-step master, what he lacks is just some heat, and he is no longer the embarrassing thing that forced his face to be gold.

In the Supervisory Court under the Xianyunguan, Ye Nanxiao was watching the urgent letter from Feige from the Funiu Mountain, and several supervisors under him were standing quietly waiting in the hall.

When the last few sentences of the letter were read, Ye Nanxiao was taken aback for a moment, and then his eyes showed disbelief. After reading it word by word several times, his originally calm face showed an uncontrollable ecstasy. , his chest also rose and fell violently, and even the hand holding the letter trembled.

Several subordinates didn't know the content of the letter in Vice Commander Ye's hand, but they were so excited just seeing the calm and introverted Vice Commander.

Although Ye Nanxiao was delighted to have another great master in Guanzhong, he was not surprised. As the actual controller of the Overwatch Council, Peng Qiu would naturally explain a lot of things to him in Guanzhong, which made him unbelievable at this time. But it was the last few words of the letter.

"When the master of the temple was talking about the Overwatch Council, he said that it is rare for you to be able to do so. Therefore, I have appointed you as a deacon of the outer sect. I can return to the temple in the near future and I can spread Xianyun's rectification." The inscription was made by the elder Peng Qiu.

"The deacon of the outer sect. I have to pass on the Dharma of the Xianyun Temple. So I have already entered the eyes of the master of the temple." Passing the letter paper to several subordinates, Ye Nanxiao murmured unconsciously.

Thinking of the ardent expectations of his father at home and the aspirations he had set up since he was a child, the eyes of this young master who is as tall as a gun and as strong as a stone can't help but turn red.

"Congratulations to Deputy Commander Ye! Congratulations to Deputy Commander Ye!" Several subordinates congratulated in unison with joyful expressions after passing the letter.

"That's great! In addition to Commander Ji, who is a direct disciple of Xianyun Temple, now his Deputy Commander Ye has gained the attention of the temple master and Elder Peng. From now on, everyone will not be able to follow the tide!"

A female inspector from Muxue Mountain Villa rolled her eyes and said to Ye Nanxiao with a smile: "Vice Commander Ye, now you are the deacon of Xianyun Temple, you can no longer be as stingy as before, not like today How about letting everyone have a good time?"

All the inspectors immediately applauded when they heard the words.

Ye Nanxiao showed her white teeth in a rare smile, and waved her big hand: "Order the kitchen to stew a hundred catties of monster meat today, and take out a jar of spirit wine, and then put all the brothers and sisters around you Recall the arrow! Everyone is open to eat and drink today! Grandma, I can’t make it tomorrow!”

Seeing that his deputy commander not only agreed generously, but also swears, several inspectors burst into laughter immediately, and the former desertedness in the Overwatch Council was swept away!

Some families are happy and some are sad. On that day, eleven teenagers went to Funiu Mountain together. Now six of them have worshiped at the outer gate of Xianyun Temple, and they have become Mr. Peng Da's disciples. Why abandon me? Yunguan's outer door deacon.

The sects and aristocratic families of people whose nephews and nephews joined Xianyun Temple were all rejoicing, although their original children had already joined other sects, but because of this relationship, the six families were already different from the ordinary Jianghu sects.

Not to mention the benefits that the disciples and nephews will bring to the previous families, the thank you gift from Mr. Peng Da's life alone makes the families overjoyed.

That's a total of three panacea that the master of Xianyun Temple personally refined!At the martial arts competition that day, only ten pieces were distributed.

And although the four teenagers who were sent back also brought back a elixir, how can this compare with the chance of staying in Xianyunguan?
The elders of the four sects sighed bitterly after carefully inquiring about the disciples' experiences. They could not pass such a small test of observing their words and observing their appearance. If they were Mr. Peng Da, they would have to send several people away back.

"Fortunately, Xianyun Temple has set the iron law of holding a martial arts competition every three years, and there may not be no chance at that time." The elders of the four families can only comfort themselves in this way.

Among the vast rivers and lakes, these four families are not the only ones who have such thoughts. All sects and major families have already begun to train their young children with all their strength, and they all hope to get a share in the martial arts competition three years later. .

Besides, at Xianyun Temple, Guanzhu Chen never liked to procrastinate, since Yunyou was moved, he took Nie Wanniang down the mountain the next day.

Ji Ling had already followed secretly, but before he went down the mountain, he was caught by Nie Fengming who was sitting on the back mountain.

The master and senior sister have already been persuaded by Ji Ling, but when it comes to the second senior brother, no matter how Ji Ling acts coquettishly, Nie Fengming just refuses to agree with a straight face.

Although Ji Ling was the boss's reluctance, he also knew that what he needed to do most now was to practice in seclusion, so he had to go back with the second senior brother Yang Yang.

But at the end of the day, he still didn't forget to talk about the conditions with the master, until Chen Jingyun reluctantly agreed to take her out for a trip in the future, and Ji Ling didn't give up.

The warm sun shines on the snow, the earth's air rises, and the light clouds in the mountains are self-generated. The master and the apprentice walk slowly in the mountains like a picture, without any spring mud on their feet.
It is exactly: "Idlely grind the spring mud and soak it in dew, and the dust will not be stained with ink flying flowers. There are no two guests in the Xiaoyi Mountains, and the shallow rivers and lakes spend their spare time."

　On the day of the Hungry Ghost Festival, Zangzhuo would have an unavoidable banquet. Fortunately, he had the recommendation amulets from all his friends, so he made up his mind.

　　


(End of this chapter)