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Chapter 240 Officially Accepting Apprentices
  The seventh day of June.

This is a day for Yucheng Taoist candidates.

Although strife has arisen in the world, Qianmu Temple today is a happy one. Countless distinguished guests came to the door early in the morning. From the mountain gate to the outer hall gate, to the inner gate and the front hall, disciples kept shouting the names of the guests.

In the front hall of Qianmu Temple.

The heads of each temple were all wearing heavy Taoist robes, holding their famous magical implements and whisks, and were standing on both sides of the gate. On their left and right were representatives of other Taoist temples and sects on Nanlin Road.

In the most peripheral position, Taoist Martian, who had just entered the country not long ago, looked at the grand scene in front of him and couldn't help but feel a little emotional. During the Yongming Port incident, he always felt special because he had the care of his master in front of Changqing.

A hundred years have passed, both his master and his uncle have chosen to retreat, and he has just entered the country, but Changqing is already a leader in the cultivation world on Nanlin Road.

Unconsciously, his eyes shifted to Qiu Wang, the current sect leader of the Dandao Sect. He was talking to a Qianmuguan headmaster who had not entered the country in a flattering manner, with a flattering look on his face.

"Qianmu Temple has developed very fast in the past hundred years. I heard that Taoist Master Changqing is already in retreat to attack the third realm. I don't know how long it will take this time." The casual cultivator from Fuming Mansion said enviously.

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Someone whispered a warning.

The monks on Nanlin Road usually discuss Changqing, but now they have to abide by the rules on other people's territory. Although some words may sound nice, they cannot be said casually.

"Fellow Taoist Martian, where is your master?" A voice full of gunpowder came from the side.

Xing Xing turned around, but it was Li Lin whom he hadn't seen for a long time. He immediately asked, "Where is your master?"

Although the two of them didn't have the same atmosphere as when their masters met, they still had a lot of resentment against each other because of their masters' years of fighting.
  "When the ceremony is over, why don't you go to the ring to compete in two moves?" Li Lin suggested.

"No problem, just sit there for a hundred years and stretch your muscles." Mars did not flinch.

At this time, a person walked out of the front hall door. It was Liu Shuang who hurried back. She was wearing the blue Taoist robe of an inner disciple, her long hair was tied together with a jade crown, and she was holding a fly whisk. Her face was neither happy nor sad, and she looked full of joy. The meaning of coming out of the dust.

When Li Lin saw her, he subconsciously wanted to step forward to say hello, but his feet seemed to be under a restraining spell and could not move even half a minute.

Liu Shuang glanced at everyone present, then looked at the square below the steps.

There were thousands of people watching the ceremony in the square. Those standing at the front were officials from the Governor's Yamen and the Governor's Yamen on Nanlin Road, followed by officials from various governments. They stood so neatly, as if they were waiting for the court meeting.

After Liu Shuang glanced at these people, he walked to Shen Xiaozhu, who was slightly nervous next to him, and whispered something to her.

Shen Xiaozhu's Taoist robe was almost the same as Liu Shuang's. Her excitement had passed, and she accepted it calmly when the eyes around her looked at her.

This is entering the Tao.

Her determination made Liu Shuang feel a little ashamed of herself, and the jealousy in her heart was suppressed a lot because of this 'feeling of shame'.

About half an hour later, Hu Qianqian came over with Hu Xin. Her arrival caused a burst of whispers around her. Hu Qianqian also didn't care, but Hu Xin couldn't accept it.

Finally, Wang Yang stood at the very end.

When the morning glow poured over the earth, Wang Ping and Taoist Yucheng also came to the scene.

Taoist Yucheng was wearing the Taoist robe of the head teacher. After he arrived, he greeted the guests and then stood on the left side of the memorial tablet of the Patriarch with a whisk in his hand, looking seriously at the guests in the temple.

Wang Ping was dressed in dharma robes, with Yu Lian surrounding him majestically. After arriving at the scene, he stood on the right side of the memorial tablet of the Patriarch, holding an inscription in his hand and reading it out at an extremely slow speed.

Then it was Shen Xiaozhu's turn to come on the stage. Under the envious and envious eyes of everyone, she walked to and stood in front of the memorial tablet of her ancestor. She pinched Qianmuguan's unique magic formula and held it for a few breaths. Then she knelt down respectfully and kowtowed. After she knelt down three times and kowtowed nine times to the memorial tablets of her ancestors and saints, she held the prepared invitation card in her hand, and then knelt down three times and kowtowed three times to Wang Ping.

At this time, Wang Ping had just finished reading his confession. He took the apprenticeship invitation and read it word for word. Yu Lian used her vertical pupils to look at the kneeling Shen Xiaozhu motionlessly, and saw Shen Xiaozhu's current state clearly. Clearly.

"Tea please!"

Yang Hou sang in a high tone.

Liu Shuang immediately brought a cup of tea with just the right temperature. Shen Xiaozhu took the cup and handed it to Wang Ping, who had just read the apprenticeship invitation.

Wang Ping took the tea cup again and drank a sip of tea under the watchful eyes of thousands of people. Then, he stepped forward and carefully tied Shen Xiaozhu's hairdressing crown, and then gave Shen Xiaozhu a Taoist nickname of 'Yu Xi'. Popular and easier to understand.

The scene at this moment reminded Wang Ping of the memory of when he was a disciple. He couldn't help but look at Taoist Yucheng next to him. The master and disciple looked at each other, and everything was unspoken.

The next step was to read out the commandments, and Shen Xiaozhu remembered every one of them clearly.

...

The hustle and bustle goes away just as quickly as it comes.

After today, Nanlin Road talked about the war in the north, and there was a Dharma gathering at Qianmu Temple to recruit disciples.

Wang Ping was busy building the alchemy room. The first thing he did with the golden-armored puppet was to stick out his butt and draw the connecting magic circle along the lines arranged in advance.

This project is not big, but it is very tedious.

Yu Lian has not been with Wang Ping these days because she is busy with Shen Xiaozhu's new dojo. Wang Ping allocated [-] taels of silver, and Guanli also gave [-] taels.

It's not that Wang Ping doesn't care, but that Yu Lian is too careful and has to take care of everything.

At the end of the year, Wang Ping received another letter from Xia Yao. This time he asked for two million "power pills" at a unit price of three taels of silver. He also sent someone to pick up the goods himself.

good business!
  Wang Ping agreed immediately.

Then, his practice days became more ‘fulfilling’.

After the Spring Festival, he welcomed another guest, Yuan Zheng's direct disciple Wu An, an orthodox alchemist of Shangdan Sect who had just entered the country.

He came to Wang Ping, of course, to get the reward that Shen Xiaozhu received for improving his bones last year.

When he saw the alchemy room that Wang Ping was building, he immediately asked: "Senior, do you still need an alchemist here?"

As a result, Wu An changed his identity from a creditor to a migrant worker.

In the subsequent exchanges, Wang Ping learned that in the Shangdan Sect, only second-level monks were qualified to use an alchemy room of the size he built.

a few months later.

I don’t know what Wu An wrote in the letter to Taoist Yuan Zheng. Taoist Yuan Zheng sent twelve more disciples here, for no other reason than for the alchemy room that was about to be built.

This was an unexpected surprise for Wang Ping, and there was no reason to refuse.

In the end, Taoist Yucheng came forward in this matter and reached a fixed cooperation method with Taoist Yuanzheng.

(End of this chapter)