Taoist Master Xuanhuang

It is a new track for spiritualists to become contractors.

But there are also many troubles to be solved. After all, the Wanling Palace is not a spiritual master's auxiliary treasure and requires careful study.

But these are not difficult. As long as the spiritual master is willing, the higher-ups of the Evil Suppression Department can find a solution.

the other side……

It has been the third day since the four major and eight middle schools, as well as the major forces, issued the instructions.

During these three days, from the initial shock to the current gradual acceptance, the world of monks has undergone a grand change.

The target of this change is no longer the top-level monks, but the ordinary monks.

The contractor's instructions have been delivered to various places.

An unknown city, a place where monks gather.

"What is the headquarters trying to do? Are they forcing us to die?"

A man with a gloomy face asked angrily.

"It was not long ago that a few heads of sects came to inspect and some people were caught for their crimes, but the matter was too extensive and the headquarters could not come up with a good solution. Now the opportunity has come."

He was also a man, and he said it with a bit of melancholy.

It is never wrong to classify people into groups and things into categories.

It is certain that people look for friends of the same kind. It is difficult for two people with completely different personalities and ambitions to become good friends.

For example, here, a group of like-minded people gathered.

"This is too much. It's like killing the donkey after the horse has been honed. When we were fighting before, they said we were fellow Taoists. Now that we are of no use, they are planning to get rid of us. Humph."

"Yes, it's too much. If you want us to improve, it doesn't have to be so cruel. Why is it a life-and-death test? Can't it be a test without life and death?"

Someone had a wild idea.

He felt that the tests in the Wanling Palace were too much, and each one was a test of life and death.

There's no need to do this, you can be more gentle, why make it so dangerous?

"Alas, things have changed. After all, we can share hardships but not happiness. They are talented and progress fast, but they forget their old friends who once fought side by side with them. People should not be so excessive."

Strictly speaking, they were eliminated by the times.

They were also the first group of monks and rose to power at the same time.

But gradually, differences began to emerge. Some of the fellow Taoists who started out together had good talents, became stronger and stronger, and even became extraordinary cultivators.

But because they lacked talent, they were left behind and fell far behind.

"Are you going?" someone asked.

"Go? Go for nothing. Only a fool would become a contractor. I haven't lived enough yet, hum!" Someone shouted angrily.

"But..." A companion hesitated and said, "The order says that you don't have to go. They won't force you. But the previous treatment will be gone. What should we do?"

"Treatment? Bullshit treatment. No matter how many pills I take, I can hardly make any progress. I don't care about whether the treatment is good or not. It's more important to me than my life. Humph, don't they just want to force us by reducing the treatment? I won't be fooled. I'll piss them off to death."

The man said again.

"Old Huang, didn't you look carefully? It's not just the material benefits, but also our current identities and the chores we were assigned to do?" asked the companion.

"Ah? What?" Old Huang was stunned.

"You really didn't see it all?" asked the companion.

"Um, well, I drank a little too much last night. I was young, and when my sister-in-law was halfway through reading, I stopped her. Didn't I read the rest?" Old Huang hesitantly said.

"Haha, you don't want your sister-in-law to recite? You want her to start singing, right? Haha..." a familiar monk teased.

"Go away, go away, my sister-in-law and I are innocent, my wife knows everything." Old Huang didn't care.

He added: "It's so excessive. Isn't this just torturing me? Not giving me resources is fine, but you actually want to peel off my skin? You also want me to do odd jobs?"

Those without resources are just like that. It’s useless even if they have resources because they don’t have the qualifications.

But this skin cannot be taken away. The reason why he dares to be so arrogant even though he has low cultivation and talent is all because of the support of this skin of the powerful force.

If I were to be deprived of my identity, I would really be no better than a casual cultivator of the same level.

"Humph, even miscellaneous jobs require competition. If they don't do their job well, they will be kicked out of the mountain gate. They are so evil." A companion responded.

It was the one with the gloomy face who had read the instructions in detail.

"They are going too far." Old Huang said a little horrified.

"It's hard for monks to live!"

"Yes, it's so cruel to deprive us of our rights after just a few days of good life."

"Ah, who told us that we have poor aptitude and no possibility of improvement?" said a down-and-out monk.

The man with a gloomy face said, "Fellow Daoist, this is not just a question of qualifications. You have to see clearly that this is a deprivation and oppression of us. Why should we be deprived of these just because we don't have the qualifications? Who stipulated this? Who gave them the right?"

"That's right. Is it our will that we have poor talents? We can't be considered useless just because we have poor talents and be kicked out at will... This is not the old society. This is a new world where everyone is fair. We are born equal."

"Indeed, let me see that the arrangement of people with high cultivation occupying high positions is not reasonable. Why can people with high cultivation occupy high positions? This is discrimination against those of us with poor talents."

"Don't think we don't know. Some of them don't rely on their own efforts, but on the help of others. If there are masters to help me, my strength will also be very strong."

"You're right, so they don't have any disgusting things to do? I don't think so."

"..."

A group of people expressed their dissatisfaction with righteous indignation, and each of them found different angles.

It seems to make sense.

That does make sense.

But they seem to have forgotten that spiritual practice is like mathematics, it is very difficult to cheat.

If you have no talent, you have no talent. If you can't do it, you can't do it.

Even if someone helps you, he or she needs to be a promising person. If he or she is a rotten tree that cannot be carved, then there is no point in helping you.

The greatest unfairness and the greatest fairness in the way of heaven is this: everyone has different talents.

No matter how good the environment is, it cannot compare to a true genius, because talent really cannot be equalized by external forces. You can only narrow the gap, but you can never eliminate it.

"what should we do?"

After a period of hysteria, we finally have to face reality, someone asked?
How to do?
It is definitely a difficult problem, at least for this group of people.

Even though they say nice things, they ultimately understand that this is not a truly peaceful world.

This is a world where force is respected, and the king of talking is not the strongest king after all.

The true king of self is the real king.

How about the sacredness of the Seven Heavens and Realms being named?

The fourth level is called the king, your own king, the king who makes his own decisions and controls everything, I am the king.

This is the real king, not just a king of words.

The arm cannot bend the thigh, how dare you disobey the orders.

It is better for the headquarters if they don't listen. They will say: Look, we are not ruthless. We gave them a chance, but these people didn't cherish it. So it's not our fault.

This breaks down their defenses as the weak.

There is no solution. The same news, in another place, is a completely different situation.

"Haha, congratulations to Brother Liu for returning from his training. This is cause for celebration."

Everyone stood up and congratulated a burly man.

The big man was unkempt, looked injured and exhausted.

"Haha, thank you everyone, thank you everyone." The big man hurriedly clasped his fists and thanked everyone.

"Fellow Daoist Liu, please take a seat. Please take a seat!" Everyone surrounded him and asked him to sit down.

"Fellow Taoist, how are you?"

The burly man Lao Liu had just sat down, and before he had even had a sip of water, someone couldn't help but ask.

"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, let Lao Liu drink some water first." An older man stopped him.

"It doesn't matter." Old Liu waved his hand and said, "If I don't tell you, I'm afraid you won't be able to drink the water comfortably. I'd better tell you first."

"Haha, fellow Taoist, you are so open-minded!"

"It's like this. After I was bound... I am an earth-friendly person, so I was assigned to a... After that, I went through many crises, and finally completed the first experience without any danger, and then came out."

Lao Liu gave everyone an explanation that made everyone excited.

"Is the affinity with the earth a mystery that only extraordinary cultivators need to comprehend? I heard that the main purpose of the extraordinary level of cultivation is to comprehend the mystery. Is this what the affinity with the earth means?"

A monk was the first to ask.

"Yes!"

Old Liu said: "Before, we only knew the general situation, but did not know the specific situation. This time, after the initiation, we learned a lot of information that we were previously vague about. If nothing else, this alone is worth it. It is so worth it."

"Initiation?" everyone asked curiously.

"That's right. After binding, some common sense of cultivation will be imprinted in our souls. Of course, this common sense is the common sense of high-level cultivators. We didn't understand it before, so it's a kind of gift."

After Lao Liu finished speaking, everyone understood.

The person who is bound by the contract is equivalent to a member of the Wanling Palace.

The Wanling Palace will distribute some basic knowledge to it, but for ordinary practitioners, this knowledge is just guidance and direction.

For example, Lao Liu learned that he is earth-friendly. Although he has not used it yet, it is better to know it than not to know it.

This way you can prepare in advance.

It is no less than having an expert ancestor who points out the direction to the child monks in advance.

This role is crucial.

The same is true for the training of reserves by major forces. High-level cultivators can see the mysterious affinity of a child who has not yet practiced through their advanced cultivation.

"After I digested the information, I was teleported to a hall. There are many contractors here, from all over the world. They can form a team or act alone..."

Lao Liu gave everyone another explanation, which made everyone feel relaxed and happy, and everyone was looking forward to it.

"I didn't find any familiar Taoist friends, so I chose to act alone. My mission is to fight my way out of a siege in a specific space. As long as I don't die, I'll succeed...

…I only realized after completing the mission that this was the first test from the Lord of All Spirits for novices. It was not a real mission, but a kind of judgment.”

"Judgment?" asked the monks around.

"Yes, it is a kind of judgment and also a kind of screening. I guess it is through testing that my talent is determined." Old Liu said.

"Then...?" The man suddenly stopped talking because it was very rude to ask such a question.

"It's okay. I'm the middle of the top, middle and bottom. I'm only one level away from the worst talent, D (middle). Haha, it doesn't matter. If I don't know my talent, wouldn't I have lived in vain? Accept my own shortcomings. I've figured it out a long time ago."

He added: "Besides, isn't this the key to becoming a contractor? If I had better qualifications, I wouldn't have become a contractor."

"Fellow Daoist, please forgive me, that's not what I meant." The man apologized.

"It's okay, it's really okay, I'm really speaking from the heart, I'm not angry."

Old Liu spread his hands generously.

"Ahem, continue, continue..." said the older monk.

Turn this page over to both of them.

"Okay, I'll continue..."

"In short, although there is a life-and-death crisis the first time, the probability is not too high. According to the advice of Lord Wanling God, the next mission is the real mission. When exploring various secret realms and small worlds, you will encounter various risks."

"The first time was just a beginner's gift pack."

Lao Liu finished speaking.

The people here are all happy about the appearance of the contractor.

Although he also has poor talent, he has completely different ideas from the previous group of people.

They are monks who are not afraid of death. They didn't have the opportunity before, but now the opportunity has come. The crisis of death cannot scare them.

Old Liu grabbed the first opportunity to test it out.

If anything unexpected happens, Lao Liu’s family and friends have vowed to treat them as their own relatives and friends.

Fortunately, Lao Liu returned safely.

"What is the gift package you mentioned?"

A monk asked.

“I named it the Big Gift Package myself. In fact, through this test, Lord Wanling God discovered my shortcomings and disadvantages, as well as my body, my spirit, and the full simulation of the field.

Then through rewards, I was taught how to practice in the future, how to breathe efficiently, how to intentionally train to improve my field, etc. In short, the effect was huge, so much so that after practicing for a period of time, I was able to break through the third level and enter the fourth level. "

"hiss!"

Everyone gasped, understanding the effect.

It can only be said that it is too powerful, which is equivalent to fully understanding everything about a cultivator, including the overall field presented.

In this way, you can see exactly where your shortcomings are and where you can make up for them through your own practice.

Apart from anything else, with such a panoramic view of the body, even if you practice on your own, you can make rapid progress and successfully break through previous levels.

Until you reach the true limit of your talent, until it becomes a step that cannot be remedied by making up for it.

"My fellow Taoists, it is absolutely possible for the contractors. This is definitely an opportunity for those of us with ordinary qualifications. You must not miss it...

...It may cause the death of some fellow Taoists, but what is the purpose of us gathering here?
If you are afraid of death, don't come here. Wouldn't it be better to go to the nearby room to complain and vent? "

"Since everyone has come here, they are true monks, not parasites who have lost their monkish hearts...

…These are the results of my exploration. I am done.”

"Quick, quack, quack!"

The crowd responded with enthusiastic applause.

Finally I got back the feeling of passion and practice at the beginning.

That initial heartbeat.

...(End of chapter)