Cultivation, endless reincarnation

Chapter 147 Zhao Fulang

after March.

Five Yuan Valley - Neigu.

The first dawn of dawn, the first awakening of all things.

The bamboo forest near Qingzhu Lake is lush and lush, and there are many criss-crossing bamboo forest trails.

A man is walking briskly on a path in a bamboo forest.

He was short and fat, wearing a plump green robe, and his height was only half that of an ordinary person, but his movements were still extremely agile, and he could reach nearly two meters in one step.

in the bamboo forest.

Many insects chirped one after another.

"I heard that this morning it was lecturer Huang Balang, who explained the differences between talisman paper, talisman pen, and spirit ink last time.

I think I should talk about how to make talismans this time. Lecturer Huang is the most proficient teacher in making talismans in the Zhao family, so he must not be late today. "

While walking briskly, the short and fat man was also silently thinking about his own affairs.

Zhao Dalang.

Or Zhao Fulang.

At the beginning, when he bumped into his own mother-in-law having an affair with someone else, he was so angry that he knocked the man to death regardless, but he didn't expect that it would be a blessing in disguise, and instead he would awaken his spiritual root, and he had the aptitude of three spiritual roots.

Since then.

He found out his seniority, broke away from the mundane, and soared into the sky.

Become an immortal cultivator that everyone envies.

After becoming an immortal cultivator, he realized that being an immortal cultivator is not as easy as it seems. Although he is mighty in the common world, in the entire immortal cultivating world, he, a beginner cultivator at the threshold, is just like an ant.

He also understands.

The reason why the Zhao family often moved.

It was because the Zhao family's status in the world of cultivating immortals was very low, so it was a last resort.

"Brother Fu Lang."

When Zhao Fulang was on his way, he suddenly heard someone calling him, so he looked up quickly.

Shi Li said: "I have met Senior Brother Bai."

In the forked road ahead, there was a monk in a yellow robe. He was thin, with long and flat cheeks. The whole looked like a slender bamboo pole, as if a gust of wind could blow him down.

One thin and one fat, one tall and one short!
It is in stark contrast to Zhao Fulang's figure.

Zhao Fulang knew the person in front of him.

His surname is Bai and his name is Su Tian. He is also qualified for the Three Spirit Roots and is about the same age as him. consult.

"Hehe, Junior Brother Zhao is also going to teach the Fa Pavilion?" Bai Sutian asked with a smile.

"Yes."

Zhao Fulang nodded, scratched his head, and said honestly: "Brother Bai is going too?"

In Zhao Fulang's eyes.

Bai Sutian is a very special monk, he is not a monk with the original surname of the Zhao family, and he joined the Zhao family as a casual cultivator, but the treatment of the other party is no worse than that of the descendants of the Zhao family, or even worse.

If you need to arrange tasks.

The other party can always receive easier tasks.

There were rumors among the junior disciples of the Zhao family that Bai Sutian was the illegitimate son of a prominent figure in the Zhao family, but Zhao Fulang was skeptical about this.

"Correct."

"Lecturer Huang Balang only speaks once a month, and it is one of the few ways of talismans. You can't miss this, let's go together."

Zhao Fulang has nothing to do with himself.

The two walked together immediately.

The area of ​​the bamboo forest near Qingzhu Lake is quite large, and many important buildings are built in it. As soon as the two walked out, the bamboo forest next to it suddenly became sparse, and there was a faint white mist rising between the bamboo forests.

If you look carefully.

One can suddenly find that there are large and small tombstones on both sides of this section of the road.

come here.

The chatter and laughter of Zhao Fulang and Bai Sutian subsided immediately.

His face is solemn.

Fast pass.

These are the tombstones and ashes that were relocated from the Zhongyi Temple in Weishan, and they were buried in the bamboo forest. They are all people who have contributed to the Zhao family. Zhao Fulang and Bai Sutian also participated in the burial, so they know it all too well.

But all the tribesmen who pass by here.

They will not make loud noises to maintain respect for the ancestors.

It is said that the senior members of the Zhao family are discussing whether to rebuild the Loyalty Temple. Some members of the clan believe that burying meritorious monks in the bamboo forest can be seen by the younger generations often, so as to warn the younger generation to seek blessings and not to slack off.

But there are also some clansmen.

I think the form of Zhongyi Temple is the best.

Therefore, the two parties have been arguing endlessly, so they put the matter on hold for the time being.

"Junior Brother Fu Lang, we're here."

soon.

The two of them saw a courtyard with a bamboo forest, and there was a writing on the door plaque - Chuanfa Hall.

"Junior Brother Fu Lang, Junior Brother Bai."

"Senior Sister Meng."

When you come near the teaching hall, you can see more monks coming here from various roads. Zhao Fulang and Bai Sutian greeted their close colleagues one after another, and they entered the teaching hall hand in hand.

Although the Zhao family has no restrictions on the clansmen who come to the Dharma Hall for further study.

But usually the people who come here are younger students with newly awakened spiritual roots, and those old monks can't hide their skins and attend lectures with the younger generation, besides, they focus on improving their cultivation.

Instead of dabbling in these time-wasting arts.

"Morning, Junior Brother Zhao."

"Morning, Senior Brother Bai."

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Zhao Fulang and Bai Sutian walked into the courtyard.

Immediately, more people greeted them one after another, and both of them returned politely one by one.

Among the junior disciples.

Three spirit root qualifications are still in the minority.

As the rare members of the Sanlinggen tribe, once they appear in front of disciples of the same generation, they will naturally be sought after by all the cultivators.

Zhao Fulang grinned even more, and smiled even more honestly.

After he stepped into the realm of cultivating immortals.

No one laughed at him because of his figure anymore, at least no one would say so on the surface, and he was happier than ordinary people.

There is a strange phenomenon.

The monks surrounding Zhao Fulang are basically clansmen who have awakened their spiritual roots in the common world, and they all have one thing in common, that is, there are no senior cultivators.

So in the world of cultivating immortals.

In addition to relying on the Lingshi and pills distributed by the Zhao family every month.

If you want to get more resources, you can only accept the task yourself in exchange for rewards.

And the cultivators around Bai Sutian.

They are all descendants of casual cultivators from the Foreign Affairs Hall. They have gone through a lot of training since they were young, and they seem to be much smarter than the monks next to Zhao Fulang.

in this way.

The cultivators exchanged pleasantries in the courtyard.

Soon more than a dozen clansmen came over, among them, there were several people with three spiritual roots, and three of them were monks with the original surname of the Zhao family, and all of them had elder cultivators. After they came, many vassals gathered around them.

This group of monks.

All are descendants of the Zhao family's immortal cultivators. Their elders hold many powers of the Zhao family, so they are also the most domineering group of monks.

Ordinary people who have awakened their spiritual roots.

There are also descendants of immortal cultivators and casual cultivators of the Foreign Affairs Hall.

These are the three main groups among the junior disciples.

There is also Mu Caosi.

It is the daughter of Mu Yangqiu, the head of the Hall of Testing Souls.

Although she is also qualified by the Three Spirit Roots, she is only eight years old, and she is accompanied by two maids when she travels. The maids are all equipped with innate martial arts and do not let outsiders get close easily.

Strangely enough.

Whether it was Zhao Fulang, Bai Sutian or other monks, they all talked in low voices and did not dare to play around.

It's almost the same when all the cultivators come.

"go in."

"Brother Bai, please."

"Junior Brother Shang has the highest cultivation level, so Junior Brother Shang invites you first."

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Seeing that the teaching hall was right in front of him, none of the cultivators wanted to enter first, and they all found excuses to refuse.

"If you don't come in, then I will."

Fortunately.

A childish voice broke their embarrassment.

It was Mu Caosi.

After she finished speaking, she shook her head three times and walked towards the teaching hall with small steps. The two maids looked at each other, showing helpless smiles, and carefully escorted their master. When they reached the entrance of the teaching hall, they stood outside the door .

It is not for them to enter.

Mu Caosi walked into the preaching hall.

Surprised to see a beautiful woman sitting inside, the woman was wearing a white robe, she was very beautiful without makeup, just glanced at her, Mu Caosi suddenly felt the surroundings became much colder.

Not really getting cold.

Instead, his heart suddenly became cold.

This beautiful woman was expressionless, sitting there like an iceberg for ten thousand years, which made Mu Caosi feel a little uneasy.

"Don't cry, don't cry"

Mu Caosi was startled.

She had been to the Dharma teaching hall before, but only once, that time her father brought her here, and she didn't see the woman in front of her. This time, her father wanted to send her here too, but Mu Cao Siyan refused.

Other brothers and sisters don't need to send it.

Naturally, she didn't need to send it off. Her father couldn't hold her back, so he arranged for two maids and sisters to follow her.

For a while.

Mu Caosi finally came back to her senses, she remembered her father's explanation, and everyone she met in the Dharma teaching hall had to be addressed as Senior Brother or Senior Sister.

thought here.

Mu Cao Si gave a courtesy and said: "Mu Cao Si. Mu Cao Si pays homage to Senior Sister."

Mu Caosi didn't know at all.

She was short in stature, with a round face, and with her baby voice, it was even more comical when she saluted.

"Well, sit down."

Mu Caosi seemed to see the woman in front of him and smiled.

But not sure.

Because the other party has a beautiful and immortal aura, paired with a cold expression that no stranger should enter, he is like a fairy in the nine heavens, who can only be watched from a distance and not played with.

She couldn't help being cautious.

I tiptoed to the back to find a table, and sat cross-legged on the yellow futon.

soon.

Then someone else came in.

"Hello, Senior Sister Yu."

The person who came was Zhao Fulang, this time he didn't smile silly anymore, after entering, he saluted respectfully, and immediately found a seat behind and sat down.

"Hello, Senior Sister Yu."

"Morning, Junior Sister Yu."

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All the cultivators came in one after another, and they all saluted the woman before going to the back to find a seat.

Women occupy a row.

No one approached, unusually eye-catching.

The woman is naturally Zhao Fuyu.

As a person who often accompanied Zhao Yongqi, many monks secretly speculated about the relationship between them, so all the monks did not dare to mess around with her, and Zhao Fuyu had an expression of cold rejection.

Also dissuaded many people with ulterior motives.

After arriving at the Foreign Affairs Hall.

Because of Zhao Fuyu's existence, many monks were much quieter, not even whispering.

They don't want to say what they said today.

It will be passed on to Zhao Yongqi tomorrow.

This is also the reason why no one asked to come in when everyone was chatting tacitly in the courtyard just now.

Ordinary spiritual root groups, descendants of immortal cultivators, and descendants of casual cultivators.

these three groups.

No matter what kind of people, they are not willing or dare to contact Zhao Fuyu. After all, Zhao Fuyu represents the patriarch Zhao Yongqi!
In case of a slip of the tongue.

I'm afraid there is no way to hang out in the Zhao family.

Today it is today.

The authority of the head of the Zhao family is getting stronger and stronger, especially among the junior disciples, even if they are also disciples of the "Yong" generation.

He also didn't treat Zhao Yongqi as a peer at all.

When all cultivators have different minds.

A monk in a red robe walked in at a fast pace. He looked only middle-aged, with a short black beard and a huge mole at the corner of his eye. His body exuded powerful fluctuations of spiritual power.

The red-robed monk went straight to the lecture hall and faced all the monks present.

I saw him wave his hand.

A spiritual light flickered on the door, and it closed tightly with a "creak".

"I'm Huang Balang, I have met fellow Taoists."

The red-robed monk cupped his fists and said.

Immediately.

All the monks on the field immediately stood up, saluted respectfully and said in unison: "I have seen Lecturer Huang!"

In the Zhao family's original system.

It has its own generation inheritance.

For example, the generation of "Fu" and "Yu" are different generations. Normally, Zhao Fuyu would call Zhao Yongwen her aunt.

However, due to the fact that too many casual cultivators have joined in recent years, they do not have the seniority of the Zhao family, so naturally there is no way to call them according to the seniority of the Zhao family.

So it's not that rigorous.

Although not expressly stipulated.

But for the convenience of the monks, this seniority-based title gradually began to fade, and gradually began to evolve like a sect.

Brothers and sisters are called according to their level of cultivation.

This change started with the junior disciples, but it has already spread to the original Zhao family monks.

Zhao Yongqi didn't stop him either.

"Sit down."

"Today we will talk about the drawing of runes."

"Legends say that there were no written characters in ancient times, but a great power discovered that many symbols of natural existence contained great power. This is the original rune. Each of these runes has the power to change the world and move mountains and seas. But it has long been lost."

"The runes you come into contact with today are all simplified countless times."

Huang Balang explained the profound things in simple terms and spoke slowly.

All the cultivators were fascinated by it.

Many monks took pens and ink and wrote down all Huang Balang's words.

Huang Balang was originally a casual cultivator.

Even though he looks middle-aged, his actual age is close to a hundred years old, and he has long given up hope in establishing the foundation. The reason why he joined the Zhao family is to hope that in the final stage of his life, he can flourish and pass on the family line.

His ideas coincided with Zhao Yongqi's, and he also mastered the drawing method of five kinds of talismans.

Therefore, it is easy to join the Zhao family.

After coming to Zhao's house, he did not disappoint Zhao Yongqi. He had taken in 28 concubines successively, and most of the concubines were pregnant. Zhao Yongqi often mentioned this matter and praised it in every meeting.

But many monks don't buy it.

Spend like Huang Hachiro.

It can be said that if there was originally a 5.00% chance of building a foundation, but now there is only a one-thousandth chance left. After all, singing every night is also a great loss of vitality for a cultivator.

After Zhao Yongqi found Huang Balang.

Yan Ming wanted him to be a lecturer in the teaching hall, but the other party agreed without much consideration.

Although only a lecturer.

But respecting the teacher and respecting the Tao is a deeply rooted concept in the world of immortality.

He was able to pass on his karma and teach in the Dharma Teaching Hall.

It can also be regarded as forming a good relationship for future generations. Maybe one of the descendants will encounter trouble in the future, and people will look at him for Huang's favor.

will give some help.

He looked at the monk listening to his lecture in front of him.

Huang Balang felt a little envious in his heart, these people in front of him were born at a good time, and there might be foundation-building cultivators among them in the future, whose luck is much better than that of Huang himself.

(End of this chapter)