The First Sword of the Earth

Listening to these few Dao leaders rushing over to explain a little bit, Wang Sheng was also a little bit dumbfounded, and he could only politely refuse.

They have to accept disciples in this line, and now they can only accept disciples by their own masters. He and his senior sisters are not high in seniority, and no one of their generation has started accepting disciples in the current family traditions.

If the two of them accept disciples to "enroll students," wouldn't their disciples of Lu Zu Daocheng most of the time be a generation shorter than the other Daocheng disciples?

When you go out and walk around, don't you have to call seniors when you see people, and you will be uncles when you see people?

Several Taoist leaders confirmed it twice again, and Wang Sheng hurriedly said that he was planning to confiscate the disciples, but their teachers had already determined that they wanted to expand the scale.

If there are good cultivators who are both good in character and learning, you can register with him in advance, and when the three of them, the master and apprentice, find a good mountain top and make a good mountain gate, they will definitely contact them to participate in the entrance examination...

After the other Taoist leaders left their contact information, they said goodbye with a smile.

Fei Mengzi pulled a seat nearby and sat down, recounting the past with Wang Sheng, and proceeded to walk through the back door for his niece and granddaughter.

Gao Shixing's face was thin. It was heard that it was not Wang Sheng who left when he wanted to accept disciples, but the contact information of Gao Shixing's ‘niece’ that Wang Sheng actively asked for.

In fact, Wang Sheng is not incapable of understanding the thoughts of the heads of the family, why not draw his blood-related relatives into his own sect.

One of the reasons is to avoid taboos.

Take Fei's niece and granddaughter, if she enters the sword sect, because of Fei's relationship, the teacher whom she has worshipped will not dare to discipline her, and other elders who are familiar with Fei's will also take special care of her. , What would the other disciples who were in the same period with this grand niece think?

Fei Mianzi should avoid relatives, avoid ‘family factions’ in the sect, and will not take the initiative to accept his relatives as disciples if he still has a good teacher in the mountains, and accepting disciples will mess up his seniority.

The second reason is the ‘charm’ of the Qingyanzi master and apprentice.

The trio of the three of them is really ‘magical’. A three-day ranking is still in the top ten; Mu Wanxuan’s ranking has not been updated yet, and it’s nine out of ten to get into the top ten.

And Wang Sheng killed fifteen ancient sinners with one man and two swords yesterday. His strength was already the culmination of the entire monastic world.

If you can follow Wang Sheng's mentor without mentioning the issue of seniority, then your future achievements are absolutely unpredictable...

Fei Jiezi pulled a chair and intervened strongly between the monk Huaijing and Wang Sheng, followed by a chuckle, "Xiao Feiyu, are you really not accepting disciples now?"

"I really don't know how to teach apprentices," Wang Sheng answered with a wry smile, "let my master do this matter."

"Teaching apprentices is actually very simple," Fei Mengzi said in a serious manner. "Explaining the exercises is the same as explaining the translation of classical Chinese by a Chinese teacher. You only need to take the apprentice to complete the first Sunday operation of the inner breath, and they only need If you are not too stupid, you will do it yourself.

Needless to say, swordsmanship, if you teach it hand-in-hand, you will definitely be able to teach a few kendo wizards! "

Wang Sheng:...

"I haven't had a chance to thank the aisle for his salvation."

"Hey, you guy, you really want to be lazy, and you want to talk about the poor road!"

Fei Jiezi'glared with anger', and then smiled, "It's nothing serious, it's all our ancestor's sword shot. I just fooled them in the past.

These ancient cultivators relied on the realm that they had cultivated thousands of years ago, and regarded themselves too high and looked down upon contemporary monks. This is the reason why they are suffering for themselves. "

"Today's meeting is over, and I would like to ask the Taoist leader to enjoy the narration. The eldest sister should have recovered a lot, and she should also thank her face to face for her life-saving grace."

Wang Sheng said sincerely on his face, Fei Mengzi also agreed with a smile, and continued to recommend his niece and granddaughter. He also found a few photos, which indeed seemed to be a delicate little girl.

In this way, the sect whose name hasn't been decided yet has already booked a junior sister.

And Wang Sheng glanced at his master, and found that Master had been surrounded by the masters, he couldn't help but smile wryly.

Shouldn't they, the disciples of their teachers and schools in the future will all be stuffed in by the relationship between each family?

Looking at this posture, there is no such possibility.

Regarding such a major event as the expansion of the sect, Wang Sheng made it clear that he has not yet had the opportunity to accept apprentices, and Master Sister’s “not listening to things outside the window, and only wanting to make up for it”, this matter naturally fell on Master Qingyanzi. Shoulders.

The Taoist Master is also quite fond of the big apprentice and the second apprentice, and they are the only ones who don't want to work hard.

However, after a long time, Qingyanzi wrote down hundreds of'contact information'; fortunately, Qingyanzi explained in time that he would only accept three to five more apprentices, which made the enthusiasm of the masters and masters. Fell down.

When the preliminaries of the Immortal Dao Conference began, Qing Yanzi's surroundings finally calmed down, but like Wang Sheng, there were still several familiar Dao masters who were chatting and laughing with Qing Yanzi.

In the venue, more than a dozen young monks were fighting in pairs, and Wang Sheng watched them with gusto.

Fei Mengzi suddenly asked: "By the way, Feiyu, besides apprentices, can your sect recruit people?"

"Door?" Wang Sheng was stunned, then asked casually, "What do you mean?"

Fei Jiezi couldn't help but roll his eyes, "The doorman just went to your sect, he is a member of your sect, but he is not a monk with you."

Wang Sheng groaned a few times, and said, "This should wait until the sect grows stronger before recruiting, and...where does the sect person recruit?"

"Ranxiu, all those who have cultivation skills and good qualities can be recruited as disciples," Fei Jiezi laughed. "For example, Wudang Mountain, for example, has a lot of inheritances that are not true martial arts. It is said that this is what the doormen they recruited in the early years left behind.

After the sect grows, the line of the head is the direct disciple, and the disciple accepted by the brother of the head is the disciple of the family. These are inherited from the family.

Those disciples who have different inheritances can also accept disciples, and they are called disciples in the mountains.

In some sects, if there are too many sects attached to the sect, they will divide the inner disciples and outer disciples, which is convenient for management. "

Wang Sheng thought for a while, "If it is this mode, wouldn't the outer disciple feel unbalanced?"

Fei Mianzi nodded with a smile, and said, "This is a rule handed down in ancient times. At that time, the thoughts of Taoists were more feudal.

In the few years when the vitality of the world had just recovered, almost all the family traditions started from scratch. Where are the outer and inner doors?

Those on the mountain can preach the same Taoism, read the same Taoism, respect the same Sanqing, and worship the same patriarch.

It's only in the past few years that many casual cultivators have gained a good level, and only then have they turned to the avenue to become a pedigree of the Tao, and this situation is increasing. After all, the number of casual cultivators is really too large. "

Wang Sheng thoughtfully.

Fei Jiezi hit Wang Sheng with his elbow, and muttered: "Do you think there are very few casual cultivators who want to go to the three of your masters and apprentices? As long as you find a good mountain gate and announce your apprenticeship, you will definitely have a good level of cultivation. You have to consider this issue carefully."

"Hiss," Wang Daochang rubbed his forehead and took a breath, "I didn't expect there to be so many questions..."

Fei Mengzi laughed twice, "Then, trying to open a sect is not simpler than starting a company in the ordinary world. The most troublesome thing is the relationship between people."

Wang Sheng rubbed his eyebrows, "Let's watch the game, and ask for more details later."

With surprise on the side, he asked nonchalantly: "Feiyu, are you interested in a great integration of Buddhism and Taoism?"

Wang Sheng couldn't help holding his forehead with one hand, and he let out a weak moan...

Tateyama Gate or something, it was far worse than finding a corner for the two of them to practice comfortably.

But there was no way. In the case of Jing Xilian being attacked, Wang Sheng had already made up his mind to build a force to protect himself, and at the same time, he could also carry forward the inheritance left by his ancestors.

By the way, I haven't had time to tell Master about the "Pure Yang Sword Song" and the dozens of exercises left by the ancestor.

In this way, their ‘unnamed’ sect can be considered to have a complete core heritage, and it will not pit the future juniors and sisters.

I have been talking with Fei Lizi until the evening, when the first day of the Fairy Dao Competition was completed, and the families of Dao Cheng began to withdraw, and there were figures flying around in the sky.

Before Wang Sheng could find his master, Qing Yanzi had been dragged by several Dao masters to drink on Mount Hua.

Therefore, Wang Sheng could only pull up the senior sister, greet Fei Mianzi and Huai Jing to have a few drinks, and dialed Shi Qianzhang by the way, and asked where the two of them were...

‘Let me cry while listening to the love song, the north wind outside the window is still blowing! ’

As soon as the phone was connected, a hoarse voice of ‘song’ came out of the speaker on the phone, shocked and stunned Fei Miaozi.

This voice? Lord Jiecao?

Shi Qianzhang's shout followed: "Brother Sheng? What's wrong with Brother Sheng! We are here!"

Then I heard an unbearable sulky voice, and there was a girl's soft and coquettish voice beside him: "What kind of phone call is this at this time, don't be distracted, brother Daochang..."

"Hi, you guys," Wang Sheng hung up the communication silently, with surprise, Fei Lizi's forehead hung a few black lines, and the senior sister blinked in wonder.

By the way, isn’t ktv a place to sing? What does "Don't be distracted" mean?

The monk Huai Jing muttered: "Should we go to catch the rape?"

Fei Mianzi groaned a few times, "It's not so good, young people, it's understandable to be angry, but it's a bit outrageous and lawless."

The sister blinked ~www.readwn.com~ and said two words softly: "Call the police?"

"That's right, as a cultivator, he violated the law and discipline!" Wang Sheng also thought of something suddenly, and cursed with a dark face, "No, go find them! I just gave him an elixir that solidifies his foundation. , This is starting to spoil!"

After speaking, the spiritual consciousness spread out, and a familiar breath was found hundreds of miles away.

Wang Sheng sprinkled a blue cloud in his hand, pulled the senior sister to jump up first, Huai Jing and Fei Mianzi also climbed the cloud together.

Later, Wang Sheng raised his left hand and pointed his sword forward. This blue cloud slowly lifted into the sky, and a hair-thick lightning flashed below it, and then it swiftly moved toward the two familiar auras.

Fei Jiezi suddenly looked expectant, and took out two sword pills from his sleeves, gently panning them in his hands like a walnut.

The monk Huai Jing fumbled for a while in his storage magic weapon, and took out one...

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