Taoist Master Xuanhuang

"Do you want to learn?"

Lin Fan asked when he saw the five ghosts were silent.

"Yes." Jin Gui replied.

"Then I'll teach you." Lin Fan.

"Okay, okay."

"..."

So sloppily, so quickly, the decision was made between one man and five ghosts.

Lin Fan taught them the method of dual cultivation of qi, but after all, it was different from humans, so they could not master Lin Fan's method immediately. Instead, they needed to modify it into a method suitable for their ghost cultivation.

Also in the Holy Land of All Races.

On the other side, Daliang Empire-Guojun Territory-Mingxing City-Qiyuen Town.

Things have changed a lot here.

Fang Xifan, Nie Quanyou, and Gong Yucheng stood like puppets outside Qingyun Tower, the largest building in Qiyuan Town.

In fact, the three people are just three puppets.

Moreover, these three puppets are not simple. For example, Fang Xifan is the extraordinary person behind the Zhan Nan Gang, and Nie Quanyou was the previous controller of Qiyuen Town.

Gong Yucheng was an accident. He came here by himself and then accidentally became a puppet.

The one who controls these three extraordinary people is Zhu Zishan.

After more than a year of rapid development, Zhu Zishan has managed Qiyuan Town as stable as an iron barrel.

Inside the cleaning building.

"Congratulations, fellow Taoist, you have reached the extraordinary level in just one year. This is truly cause for celebration."

The guests in Qingyun Tower were very satisfied and were celebrating the first cultivator of the Wanzu Holy Land branch of Xuanhuang Taoism who had entered the extraordinary level.

And this person was none other than the old man Zeng Xingwang.

A representative of an ancestor who has cultivated immortality and boundless magical powers.

His biggest wish used to be to see his son and grandson become successful, but unexpectedly, his biggest wish ended up being to see his father become successful.

A group of highly talented people have reached an extraordinary level in just one year.

This is not in the holy land of Qingyun Mountain, but in the holy land of all races across the endless universe.

"Thank you for your support, sir. Without your help, I would not be where I am today. Thank you, sir." Zeng Xingwang hurriedly returned the greeting.

He expressed his gratitude to Zhu Zishan in words he repeated countless times.

"At the same time, I would like to thank the headquarters for their support. I will work diligently and will go through fire and water for the Confucian school."

He also thanked his headquarters, the Confucian School.

That’s right, he is now a Confucian monk.

After seeing his outstanding talent, the Confucian school soon came up with the idea of ​​taking Zeng Xingwang as their disciple. Nothing could better bind interests than this way.

Zeng Xingwang naturally agreed and joined the Confucian school.

The benefits of joining the Confucian school were immediately apparent. First of all, it solved his problem of points.

His three free visualization pictures were given by Zhu Zishan, but if he wanted to make progress and further practice, he still had to comprehend the visualization pictures, and he also needed points to purchase extraordinary level skills.

These all require points.

It is very difficult to earn points here, but because he joined the Confucian sect, which supported him all the way, he does not have to worry.

As long as you have enough points, you can practice well. It also provides a lot of experience and exclusive insights within Confucianism.

With the points and skills, plus so much experience, Zeng Xingwang's progress can be imagined.

Although he was no longer in Qingyun Mountain, he still reached an extraordinary level within a year.

Today is a congratulations meeting for his promotion.

Zhu Zishan also hopes that in this way, others can see the power of role models.

After all, in the entire Qiyuen Town, except for Zeng Xingwang, everyone else is really unremarkable. It cannot be said that there has been no progress, but it can only be said that it is not significant.

Apart from Zeng Xingwang, the second strongest person is his eldest son, who has just entered the sixth level and is still a long way from entering the middle level.

In addition, in more than a year, Zhu Zishan selected less than twenty suitable people in the entire Qiyuen Town.

It is a town after all. If it were not located at a transportation hub, it wouldn't even have enough people.

"As long as you have this intention, that's all."

Zhu Zishan was very satisfied with his statement. After all, he was Zhu Zishan's man.

There is no need to make some things too clear.

Zhu Zishan then turned his gaze to his third son Zeng Yinghe.

"Although you and I do not belong to the same system, it seems a bit redundant for me to ask this, but I still want to ask, how is the entry into the divine cultivation aspect?"

"Sir, you are serious. How can it be redundant? Without you, there would be no believers Zeng Yinghe. Sir Wei Zhongxin also said so. Sir often told me to remember your kindness... At present, the spiritual cultivation has started, which is much more than the real cultivation. At present, there are 147 real believers and countless believers."

Generally speaking, the threshold for spiritual cultivation is much lower than that for true cultivation.

There are seven or eight times more people.

In fact, there are more than that, because many true practices simply do not meet the standards and, strictly speaking, are not suitable for practice.

In order to grow stronger, Zhu Zishan brought in many people who were not suitable.

Everything is for quantity and growth, and quality is not important for the time being. That is not what he should consider at the moment.

After all, more people means more messengers to spread the Dharma.

It is impossible to expect them to achieve great success, but it is possible to let them spread the Dharma.

This will lay the foundation for the future, so that when there are more available talents, you don’t have to worry about not being able to take care of them all by yourself.

Every cultivator can become a seed, allowing the Xuanhuang Taoism to flourish.

"Not bad, not bad. Brother Wei really didn't make a mistake in choosing you. You did a great job. Keep up the good work."

Zhu Zishan said with satisfaction.

He was really satisfied with Zeng Yinghe. In terms of cultivation, according to their classification of divine cultivation, Zeng Yinghe was at the eighth level of Black Iron Believer.

According to the standards of cultivators, it is the eighth level.

He had surpassed all the monks present except his old father.

It's really embarrassing to say.

Other people's spiritual cultivators are stronger than the cultivators that one develops.

If it weren't for old man Zeng Xingwang to keep up appearances, the true cultivators would be suppressed by the divine cultivators and would not be able to raise their heads.

For example, apart from Zeng Xingwang, the strongest true cultivators are two true cultivators who have entered the middle stage. One of them is Zeng Yingshan, Zeng Xingwang’s eldest son.

The rest are in the initial stage.

As for spiritual cultivation, besides Zeng Yinghe who had entered the eighth level, there were twenty people who had reached the middle level, and the remaining one hundred or so were in the early stage.

This ratio is really all thanks to Zeng Xingwang's hard work.

"Everyone, Qiyuan Town cannot satisfy us. For the sake of the Taoist Master, we need to further expand. Now that Fellow Daoist Zeng has entered the extraordinary level, I can safely step into Mingxing City... We still have to maintain our style, the style of surrounding the city from the countryside, and first penetrate and capture all the towns under the jurisdiction of Mingxing City... We need the cooperation of the divine cultivators..."

Zhu Zishan elaborated on the description.

In fact, his cultivation level is such that he can dominate the entire Mingxing City by himself.

In the entire Daliang Empire, except for the capital where there are many second-level masters, at the domain level, second-level masters are extremely rare.

In a city like Mingxing City, the strongest city lord is only at the late first stage. He can wipe out the entire Mingxing City by himself.

But he couldn't do that. He was not a bandit who would rob a place and leave. Instead, he wanted to make it his own territory, so he needed to manage it.

Management is the key, which is much more important than how many cities he can conquer.

What he wants is to develop step by step and proceed steadily.

Now I feel like my team has just opened. Twenty people plus these divine cultivators are enough.

Aren’t there still three puppets? Puppets can become more and more, the more you fight, the more there are, and you can turn enemies into friends.

He was already able to take over the entire Mingxing City.

"Yes!"

Don’t worry about the food of the people below, at least their attitude is very good.

Whatever Lord Zhu says is right, and we will do whatever Lord Zhu tells us to do.

Then everyone dispersed.

After returning to his house, Zhu Zishan recalled his previous layout and breathed a sigh of relief when he found no mistakes.

"Hey, it's not Zhu who is slandering his colleagues, but my teammates are really 'pig' teammates!"

Even I am embarrassed.

"I don't know what happened to Lao Lin. I heard that he was even worse off. He was directly teleported to an ancient battlefield filled with gloomy energy. There was not even a single person there. Compared to him, I, haha..."

When comparing himself with his old friend, he suddenly laughed again.

Nothing would make him happier than Lin Fan being in trouble.

Although I am a bad teammate, Lao Lin doesn't even have a bad teammate.

No, that’s not right. Lao Lin has a group of bad teammates.

"I just wonder if Lao Lin will complain like me, what kind of teammate is this?"

The more I think about him, the happier I become.

The two have been bad friends since they met. Their relationship is very complicated. They are direct competitors, but they are also best friends.

"No, I'll go to the Dream World again to prepare and ask about Lao Lin's situation."

Suddenly, Zhu Zishan made a decision. Of course, he would never admit that he went to the dream world to ask about Lin Fan's situation, but to prepare to take over Mingxing City.

Not far from the outskirts of his mansion.

This is the second most prominent place in the entire Qiyuan Town.

It’s the Zeng family.

Zeng Xingwang was the leader, with the eldest brother Zeng Yingshan and the third brother Zeng Yinghe following behind him.

The housekeeper saw the three masters coming back from afar and hurriedly greeted them. After receiving a look from Zeng Xingwang, he quickly closed the door and refused to let the guests in.

The three of them, father and son, are now the backbone of the Zeng family.

The luck and fortune of the entire Zeng family may be concentrated on the three of them. Apart from them, no adult member of the family, regardless of gender, can become a cultivator.

Even those who can become divine cultivators are very few.

As for those who are not yet adults, we don’t know yet, but the three of them don’t have much expectations.

Over the past year, the Zeng family has undergone tremendous changes.

The third son, who had the most prominent status, was just a manager of the Zhannan Gang, but now, all three of them have become immortal masters.

It's simply a change across many levels of class.

The head of the family is the number one cultivator, and the third master is a priest of a divine temple. In the small town of Qiyuan, the townspeople have little knowledge and do not understand the value of these things.

But they themselves know very well that as long as they can consolidate this advantage, as the true cultivation and divine cultivation grow stronger, let alone Qiyuan Town and Mingxing City, even Guojun Territory and even the Daliang Empire will be nothing to them.
The three father and sons understood the value of these titles, so they were under a lot of pressure and dared not relax for a moment.

Some people know how to cherish something only after they lose it, but some others will cherish it once they have it.

That's just who they are.

"Dad, why do I feel like there are more and more servants in the house? Am I seeing things?"

Looking at the many unfamiliar servants in the house, all of whom looked scared, and whom he didn't know any of them, Zeng Yinghe asked.

"This? I didn't notice it. I've been in seclusion the whole time. Did you know that, Boss?"

Zeng Xingwang was obviously stunned, and he didn't know how to ask his eldest son.

"Dad, my third brother. I also often stay in seclusion. The second brother and fourth sister are in charge of all the household affairs. I don't know either." Zeng Yingshan hurriedly denied.

"Dad, this is not good!" Zeng Yinghe said.

"Well, I know, I will handle it." Zeng Xingwang nodded.

"Well, it's my fault." Zeng Yingshan quickly admitted his mistake.

"Dad, big brother, I'm not looking for trouble. You two also know what true cultivation is and what divine cultivation is. How can there be true cultivation and divine cultivation like us? We act like feudal lords, is that appropriate?" Zeng Yinghe asked angrily.

Especially since he is a spiritual practitioner and a temple priest.

We should devote all our minds to spreading the gospel of the Lord of Tao and regard all living beings as lost lambs who need the Lord of Tao’s protection and light.

We should take refuge in the divine light of the Taoist master and let go of desires and distracting thoughts such as greed, anger, and ignorance.

Give everything for God’s gospel and God’s light.

This is the demeanor that a devout believer should have. Only in this way can one's heart be as clear as a mirror without being stained by dust, and be in harmony with the divine light of the Lord of Tao.

The so-called piety has always been a general term.

It cannot be represented by simple loyalty.

And everything, like in daily life, when a devout believer reaches a certain level, the greatest spiritual nourishment is the light of God, not the enjoyment of mortals.

Being able to feel the purity of one's soul is more satisfying than anything else in the mundane world.

And the most important thing is that all beings are equal. No matter how much truth there is in this sentence, whether you believe it or not and what you do is related to you.

This is also a display of piety.

What kind of situation is this in my family? Fortunately, I am in the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Races. If I were in the Holy Land of Blue Star, I would have been expelled from the family by the leader Wei Qiancheng if I were a temple priest with such a masterly style.

"I am a divine cultivator!" Zeng Yinghe said angrily.

"We true cultivators cannot do this. None of the 30,000 legends on Qingyun Mountain behave this way. Only those degenerate true cultivators who don't strive for progress will be so extravagant. If we true cultivators only care about enjoying ourselves, how can we practice cultivation?"

"Dad is right. Not to mention that we are just starting out, even if we have achieved some success, we cannot be greedy for pleasure. The purpose of cultivation is to break free, to sublimate, to transform, not to be confused like this."

The father and his two sons all expressed dissatisfaction and had the same attitude.

You have a bright future, how can you let these things ruin it? You must change.

"Okay, it's good that you've noticed this. It's easy to correct. The three of us can slowly cut off from worldly things in the future." Zeng Xingwang decided directly.

Only by gradually severing worldly ties can we make the tribe members understand that they are no longer people of the same world.

Many of your actions and behaviors will harm us.

"What my father said makes sense, it is true. At the same time, I also understand why the immortal masters are so extraordinary, this is the reason. We are different after all."

"Yes!" It is difficult to understand without personal experience. Zeng Xingwang said: "Let's not talk about this. What do you think of Lord Zhu's decision?"

This is why it is rare for the three fathers and sons to get together.

Need to be prepared.

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(End of this chapter)