From a Zhengyi Taoist Child to a Master of All Laws

Chapter 449 The downtown is Baiyun Tower

"There are 882 disciples in the Pure Yang Hall. After verification, there are 448 Qi-inducing disciples. We persuaded four people with bad intentions to leave. In the end, a total of 444 disciples passed the verification period."

"There are 906 disciples in the Dharma Performance Hall. After verification, there are 487 Qi-inducing disciples. Nine people with bad intentions were persuaded to quit, and three were abolished. In the end, 475 disciples passed the verification period."

With Yubao and Zhao Ziyao's loud reports, the first academic year of Baiyun Taoist Academy came to an end.

According to the agreement between Li Yang, Chi Yanhong and the four little ones that day, in the first round, the Qi-inducing rate of the Yanfa Hall should be higher than that of the Chunyang Hall, and Zhao Ziyao and Wang Xin won the bet that was made at the beginning.

"Zi Yao, you can come to Yuchan Palace to find me at noon tomorrow. I will teach you the technique of letting ghosts leave the body during broad daylight." Li Yang looked at Zhao Zi Yao and said lightly.

"Yes!" Zhao Ziyao bowed respectfully.

Chi Yanhong also nodded slightly and looked at his disciple: "Wang Xin, I will help you refine the sword pill in the Baiyun warehouse first. Come to the back mountain to find me in seven days, and I will teach you how to store and use the sword pill."

"Thank you, Master!" Wang Xin also clasped his hands together and saluted respectfully.

However, although they defeated Chunyang Palace and obtained the magic and weapons they had always dreamed of, there was no joy on Wang Xin and Zhao Ziyao's faces.

After the ceremony, he stood aside with his head lowered, with traces of tears in the corners of his eyes.

Yubao was fine and didn't show any abnormal behavior, but Zhu Ling hadn't stopped crying since she entered the hall. If Yubao hadn't been supporting her, she would have probably fallen to the ground and cried like a baby.

Li Yang looked at the four little ones' depressed and frustrated expressions and said to comfort them: "Thanks to the four of you for working together over the past year to handle the affairs of the Taoist temple, it has been really hard.

"Over the past year, all the disciples in the two halls of Chunyang and Yanfa have diligently studied Taoism and studied the classics. They have all made some achievements, improved their skills, and become more virtuous.

Zhu Ling, you have a gentle temperament, rigorous academic research, and sincere teaching. All your disciples admire you.

Zhao Ziyao and Wang Xin were knowledgeable and talented, well versed in various subjects, and their disciples benefited greatly from their teachings through words and deeds.

Taoist Master Yubao is known for keeping the precepts pure, having a compassionate heart, and teaching his disciples to put virtue first and kindness as the foundation, and all disciples can keep it in mind. "

Chi Yanhong nodded and smiled at the four little ones in the hall. "The one-year verification period is over. The Qi-inducing rates of the disciples in both halls are both over 50%, which has greatly exceeded our expectations. Although the Chunyang Hall is slightly behind, the gap between the two halls was so big during the competition at the end of last semester. To be able to make such a big progress in half a year is enough to show how much effort you two have put in."

After hearing this, Zhu Ling burst into tears and choked with sobs.

These data may be just a few numbers to Li Yang and Chi Yanhong, but to them, every digit after the decimal point, every one that makes up the denominator, is a living disciple and student with whom they live day and night, a person with flesh and blood who can cry and laugh.

People are not made of metal or stone, so who can be heartless?
Zhu Ling was sentimental by nature, and how could she not cry out loud when they suddenly separated after a year of being together? Even Zhao Ziyao, who was usually carefree, was silent at this moment, with red eyes.

Li Yang also felt sad. He had lived in the back mountain for a long time and had feelings for many students in the front mountain, not to mention the four counselors who lived with him day and night.

"Gentlemen, don't cry."

"This is their growth, and also your growth. The road to immortality is long, and it is hard to find a confidant or a fellow Taoist. When you are on a long journey, separation is the norm, and loneliness is also the norm."

These words did have some effect. Seeing Zhu Ling's sobbing eased a little, Li Yang sighed and continued:
"Have a good rest. There will be nothing to do in this month. Let those disciples who have passed the exam rest well and prepare for the enrollment of new students next month."

"Yes!"

The four little ones spoke at the same time, and then left the Yuchan Palace.

Yubao walked at the end. When he was about to step out of the palace gate, he suddenly turned around and said carefully: "Li Zhenjun, Chi Zhenren, when you recruit the next batch of new students, you should set a higher qualification threshold."

I don't know when, but the eyes of Taoist Master Yubao, who was clear-minded and as ignorant of worldly affairs as a fairy, were also filled with bright things.

Li Yang was stunned for a moment, then nodded happily:

"it is good."
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Elimination does not mean immediate expulsion from the mountain. There are still tasks to be done, such as the remaining mission points, the disposal of training resources, and the cleaning of dormitories.

They still have one week left in the monastery.

Those who stayed behind were not excited, for example, Liu Ming, Yan Fu and others said goodbye to their friends one by one, all of them were extremely sad. The girls kept creating groups and adding friends, and some of the older ones went around looking for the Qi-inducing disciples to ask for their contact information.

These will become their huge network of contacts in the future.

Recite the Treasure Edict of the True Ones once more, enter the Chunyang Palace once more, dance with the Wudang sword once more. In the past, I thought it was just normal, but today, every moment of separation is cause for tears.

On the seventh day, Chen Li finally separated Song Ling and Li Mengyuan, who were crying bitterly, and strolled around the Taoist temple alone.

The scenery of Baiyun Mountain remained the same. It was early morning now, the sky was dim, cold and blue, and a half-circle of red sun was floating in the sky on the top of the mountain.

Standing at the highest point, you can overlook the white smoke rising from the mountain village at the foot of the mountain, and disciples in Taoist robes scattered in the mountains in groups of three or two.

As she was walking around, Chen Li unknowingly came to a building with cold tiles and white walls.

The door was locked with a copper lock whose keyhole was filled with copper liquid, and only the faint sounds of wind and thunder could be heard outside the wall.

It’s hard to describe what emotion Chen Li felt. She looked at the blue bricks and cold tiles, her thoughts wandering.

After a long silence, Chen Li stood in front of the door, raising and lowering her right hand many times.

The door was never knocked, and Wang Shuhuan inside had his eyes closed, and he didn't notice the person standing outside the door.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Chen Li, with a gloomy face, slowly walked out of the Taoist temple carrying her luggage, following hundreds of disciples.

Most of the disciples around were in low spirits, with many hearing sobbing.

At this time, a clear and long sound like the sound of gold and stone suddenly came from the back mountain.

——"All students please stop and listen to my profound sound."

——"The movement of the Qi of heaven and earth is sometimes dry and sometimes full. The path to the mysterious door is not just about bone structure. In the past, Guangcheng taught Xuanyuan the three essentials, and Chongyang passed the seven true ones and then went their separate ways. Is it because of one's aptitude that one can judge success or failure?
It is said in Huang Ting: "In front of the Supreme Purple Clouds, the classics of cultivation are not clouds and smoke." Returning to the secular world, one can refine the mind in the market, and observing the way of heaven can realize the truth in the kitchen. "

——"I give you four verses:
Don't force it when Kan and Li are not yet in place

Let the tripod and furnace be sent to the secular world

If he can obtain the secret of returning the elixir someday
The downtown area is Baiyun Tower.

——"Today, when you go down the mountain, I will not accept any magical powers or mystical techniques. If you achieve success in your cultivation in the future, you must not harm innocent people, bully the weak, or teach others privately. If anyone finds out, you will be punished!"

The sound of Tao was so continuous that it shook off three thousand leaves from the ancient pine trees on the mountain in front.

Hundreds of disciples cried and bowed to the back mountain again and again.
A village in Shuchuan.

In the scorching June sun, after wandering for a long time, a strange man wrapped in gray cloth slowly stepped into the village.

He must have been exhausted from the journey, and the grey cloth on his body looked like it had been robbed from somewhere. It was torn clothes that did not match, and was stained with large patches of black blood.

After standing still, facing the villagers who were slowly gathering around him, the strange man lifted the gray cloth, revealing his white skin that looked swollen from being soaked.
The monster's skin was covered with brown spots, and from Liu Dabao's perspective, he could just see one of his eyes.

What kind of eye was that… gray, empty, without a trace of spirit, and filled with a kind of horrified dead silence.

After a long silence, the strange man looked around and scanned the flame patterns on the bare arms of several villagers, and finally spoke.

His accent was very strange, and he spoke each word with great emphasis. Liu Dabao, the leader, listened several times before he understood what he was saying.

"The gate is about to open, where is the Venerable?"

(Volume 5: The vicissitudes of life - End)
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