From a Zhengyi Taoist Child to a Master of All Laws

Chapter 480 Three Hundred Clear Frost and White Clouds

As Li Linger returned to the mountain, the Qi Ling disciples scattered across the country also basically returned to Baiyun Mountain.

With three hundred awakened spirits and ten years of accumulation, the foundation of Baiyun Taoist Academy is truly terrifying.

Among these three hundred Qi Ling disciples, some, like Wang Shuhuan and Liu Ming, came for the positions of true disciples, and many were instructors of the Emei Mountain branch and were recruited by the Taoist Alliance for official positions after going down the mountain. Most of them just wanted to return to the mountain to see Li Yang, who had been in seclusion for ten years, and try their luck.

Among the three hundred Qi Ling, nearly 80% had never seen Li Yang from the time they went up the mountain to the time they came down.

In addition to the senior brothers and sisters who have returned to the mountain one after another, the current disciples of the Taoist Academy on the mountain have also been extremely lively and noisy during this period. Seeing the senior brothers and sisters who were elusive in the past appear in the Taoist Academy one by one, they can't calm down at all. They hate that they were born at the wrong time. If they were born a few years earlier, they are confident that they can compete with the senior brothers and sisters of the past for the position of true disciples.

Gradually, the Taoist academy disciples who were being taught on the mountain drew up a list of their former seniors according to their abilities, which was named the 'Baiyun Lingxiu List'.

In the list, only Li Ling'er and Xiao Zhuoma are at the T0 level. These two are recognized as being able to activate their spirits and defeat the innate. They have a fierce battle record and are respected as the "Two Pillars of Baiyun". They are ahead of the other disciples in different levels.

The T1 list includes Wang Shuhuan, Yang Xinwu, Liu Ming, Zhang Qingmiao, and Tang Zhan. They are all tough guys who can awaken their spirits and fight against innate enemies. Although they may not win, they can definitely save their lives.

Among them, Wang Shuhuan is more special. His actual performance and contribution actually surpass those of other people on the T1 list. However, he is slightly inferior to Li Ling'er and Xiao Zhuoma. Although he is ranked on the T1 list, his strength should be T0.5.

Zhang Qingmiao and Tang Zhan are from the third and fourth classes respectively. Although their skills are sufficient, they have lacked a few years of training and have no outstanding combat achievements, which makes them a little lacking.

There are more than a dozen people on the T2 list. The first disciples include Yang Jiaqi, Yan Fu and others. They are considered geniuses in the outside world, but they are only the backbone of Baiyun Mountain. Their actual performance and contribution are a level weaker than those on the previous list.

The last list, T3, has attracted much controversy. Except for Song Ling and Li Mengyuan from the first class, most of them are disciples from later classes. There are more than fifty people on the list, who were born at the wrong time. If some of them had entered school a few years earlier, they might have been able to compete for the T1 position.

Behind Baiyun Mountain, there is Yuchan Palace.

Different from the bustle of the front mountain, the back mountain is still a cloud-covered mountain, quiet and cold. There is a Taoist woman sitting cross-legged on a stone platform, breathing in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Apart from the sound of wind and clouds, there is no other sound.
"Ode!"

A ray of sword light melted the cloud curtain and landed on the bluestone platform. The sword light disappeared, revealing Li Yang's solemn brows.

Sensing the unusual sound, Chi Yanhong sat on the futon on the stone platform, slowly exhaled a breath of foul air, then opened his eyes and looked up at Li Yang.
"where did you go?"

"In the capital, I got some additional information from a fellow Taoist and I want them to help me verify it."

"How is the result?"

Li Yang pursed his lips, shook his head for a long time, and uttered: "It's not optimistic."

"It's too ancient to find information, so I asked them to help me find some historical data about the transition between the Qin and Han dynasties... What that fellow Taoist said might be true!"

Li Yang was in a heavy mood. Every time he delved into these historical secrets, he felt a chill all over his body.

"The King of Qin swept across the world, looking so majestic!

Still trying to find the elixir of immortality, my heart is filled with sadness and confusion.

"With its mane covering the sky, how can one see Penglai?"

Li Yang recited softly, his tone sounding like sadness and sighing. In fact, one can get a glimpse of a corner of the historical truth from this poem.

Chi Yanhong frowned slightly: "Daoist friend? Which Taoist friend? What did he tell you?"

Li Yang shook his head and said calmly: "Nothing, I will explain everything to you after a few days of investigation."

At this point, Li Yang seemed to sense something, and looked towards the mountain ahead, his expression relaxed: "The mountain ahead is quite lively now, I seem to sense a lot of familiar energy."

Chi Yanhong frowned slightly, realizing that Li Yang was trying to change the subject.

This made her feel vaguely uneasy, as Li Yang rarely bothered or concealed such matters.

However, she was rather indifferent, and seeing Li Yang's expression, she gave up the idea of ​​asking further questions. She looked at the mountain ahead through the swirling clouds and nodded slightly:
"Well, after the decree was issued, several classes of disciples have returned and are waiting for you."

Li Yang nodded, and his gloomy mood gradually brightened.

He sensed the aura of little Zhuoma. The energy and blood of that silly girl who once commanded her to hold his legs was like a little sun, extremely conspicuous and eye-catching.

There was also a sharp aura of cold sword light, like a sword in its sheath, a latent dragon in the abyss... This should be Li Linger, who was born with the sword energy of Emei and was a natural sword immortal.

There is also Wang Shuhuan who is practicing thunder and fire, Yan Fu who specializes in cultivating his body, and Yang Xinwu who is full of murderous intent... In addition, Li Yang also sensed many extraordinary auras, which were strange, green, and full of vitality.

"Okay! Now that everyone is here, it's not that easy to become my disciple!"

Li Yang straightened his chest and faced the howling mountain wind.

"The capital told me that there is a serious demon problem in the southeast. There are ghosts and monsters causing chaos. The Psychic Force and the Special Bureau are having a hard time."

"If you want to be my disciple, then show your true abilities!"

After saying that, Li Yang turned and looked at Chi Yanhong, his eyes sparkling: "Daoyou, do you want to pass down your Taoist tradition when you accept me as a disciple this time?"

Chi Yanhong pondered for a moment, and finally shook his head: "It depends on the situation. Wang Xin alone is enough for me to worry about. If there is a suitable one, I can accept him as a disciple if there is a chance."

"Alright!"

Li Yang nodded, then flew up on his sword and headed straight for the mountain.

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It was evening, and the villagers at the foot of the mountain had just finished their dinner when they suddenly heard nine bells ringing from the misty Baiyun Mountain. They all took to the streets and looked up at the Baiyun Mountain that was so familiar to their ancestors.

The solemn sound of the bell startled the birds on the mountain. A fat squirrel and a greyhound playing in the mountain suddenly stopped and ran to the top of the mountain.

Nearly a thousand Taoist disciples on the mountain had just finished dinner. When they heard the bell, their hearts trembled. People like Wang Shuhuan, Liu Ming, Yang Jiaqi and Yang Xinwu even had their pupils suddenly contracted.

"Who is ringing the bell? I have been on the mountain for several years and have never heard such a rapid bell ringing."

“Why do the bells ring in the evening?” Just as he was wondering, someone came running from the direction of Sanqing Hall and shouted excitedly in the crowd: “Gather, the True Lord is summoning all the Qiling disciples on the mountain to gather at Sanqing Hall!”

"It's about to begin! The True Lord is going to start accepting disciples!!"

A single stone caused a thousand ripples, like a drop of cold water poured into boiling oil; the entire Baiyun Taoist Temple exploded in an instant.

Wang Shuhuan and Liu Ming looked at each other, immediately stopped what they were doing, and rushed to the Sanqing Temple.

Others who made similar moves included Li Ling'er, Xiao Zhuoma, Yang Xinwu, Yang Jiaqi... three hundred Qi Ling disciples and thousands of new disciples.

The crowd was like a sea, surging in one direction in a regular pattern. Wang Shuhuan felt as if his heart had jumped into his throat, and he almost stumbled.
Liu Ming swallowed his saliva, his palms were sweating, and he mechanically followed the crowd. He wanted to say a few witty words, but in the end he only felt his throat was extremely dry.

Yang Xinwu had a look on his face that said "keep away from strangers". He and Yan Fu were like two Shuras, squeezing in the crowd with their heads lowered, their heartbeats beating like drums.

The younger disciples Zhang Qingmiao and Tang Zhan held their magic swords, feeling that time was not theirs. They looked up at the people in front of them, such as Xiao Zhuoma, Li Linger, and Wang Shuhuan, gritted their teeth, and quickened their pace.
Yang Jiaqi, Song Ling, Courtney, Li Mengyuan... Three hundred awakened spirits, thousands of inspired qi,

They had different thoughts, but they were walking the same path, like the spring water under the ice, silently and turbulently converging into one place.

When they arrived at the Sanqing Hall, ordinary disciples and Qi-inducing disciples consciously stopped outside the hall. Three hundred Qi Ling disciples squeezed out of the crowd, took a deep breath, and walked into the hall door.

Inside the hall, Li Yang stood in front of the statues of the Three Pure Ones, lit three long incense sticks, and bowed.

When he turned around, all three hundred awakened spirits had arrived at the hall, and the crowd was tense and excited.

Li Yang stood with his hands behind his back and glanced at them calmly. The hall immediately became quiet.

Li Yang likes to be direct, so he didn't lay any groundwork. Seeing that all his disciples had arrived, he cleared his throat and spoke word by word:
"When heaven and earth are in harmony, the spirit energy is revived. Now there are malaria in Fujian and Guangdong, and evil spirits are secretly living in the mountains and rivers.

In Daming Mountain in western Guangxi, there is a cave spirit that hides during the day, and every new moon, it swallows the condensed dew of stalactites and transforms into an old man to sell fake jade; in southern Guizhou, there is a spirit that transforms into a woman with green hair during the day to lure customers to drink, and at night it appears with twisted roots to strangle the woodcutters; there is a dragon in the Qionghai Strait that spits out mirages to intercept merchant ships and uses the tides as weapons to slaughter the islanders.

In the southeast of China, there is even a Wuyi tea ghost that absorbs the essence of the sun and the moon and cooks human bones for fertilizer; a stone puppet on Daming Mountain devours the dragon energy of the earth and casts fake tripods for chaotic sacrifices; a ghost roc in Lingnan carries the souls of the wronged to the south, covering the city like an eternal night... These evil spirits and monsters, and the evil stars that are fighting, they all deserve to be punished!
Therefore, the True Lord has now issued a prophecy, ordering you to fight in all four directions:
Three hundred Qi Ling disciples, each of them is now granted three Five Thunder Talismans and one Mysterious Ice Mirror!"

After saying that, Li Yang waved his sleeves, and thousands of ice-shaped tokens with cold light appeared in front of the disciples of Sanqing Temple.

"This is the Mysterious Ice Mirror. There are inscriptions on it, divided into ten categories: 'A, B, C, D, E, F, G, S, R, and G'. You will go down the mountain today and divide into ten routes in turn!"

"Route A goes to Wuyi Mountain to destroy the Tea Demon Vine; Route B goes to Qianzhou to deal with mountain spirits and wild demons; Route C passes through Lingnan to destroy the Ghost Peng... The last Gui-class Xuanbingjian has no fixed route. You can travel around the country according to your own ideas to destroy demons and eliminate evil spirits!"

"Okay, now you can come up and get the Xuanbingjian according to your own ideas. The time is fifteen minutes. In addition, participation in this descent is not mandatory."

After Li Yang finished speaking, he remained silent. Only thousands of Xuanbingjians were quietly floating in front of the disciples.

Li Yang's speech contained so much information that all three hundred disciples remained silent, not daring to make a decision lightly.

Someone as quick-witted as Liu Ming could immediately see that his performance during this trip down the mountain to fight the monsters in various parts of China might directly determine the number of his spots as a true disciple.

We must go. Ninety percent of the three hundred people present had the same idea.
But how to get there and which route to take are very important...

Like the tea tree in Wuyi Mountain, several innate Taoist priests from the Taoist League have gone there to clear it out, but all have returned empty-handed. It is the most difficult and dangerous task, and there is a high possibility that nothing will be gained or even the body will be separated.

There are also mountain spirits and wild ghosts in southern Guizhou, which they have heard a lot about. These mountain spirits and wild ghosts like to disguise themselves as humans and mingle in mountain villages and towns, making them extremely difficult to find.

The Qionghai alligator, this treasure has no water-repellent ability and is not good at swimming. You can't even catch the shadow of the alligator.

After thinking about it, everyone realized that none of the nine routes were simple, and there were innate monsters in all of them.

While everyone was still thinking about it, Li Linger was the first to move. As expected, she stepped forward and took the Jiazi Xuanbingjian.

Then came Yang Xinwu, Xiao Zhuoma, Wang Shuhuan, Zhang Qingmiao, Tang Zhan...

Perhaps it was a tacit understanding between the masters, these masters all chose to avoid each other and choose different routes.

This just happened to dispel some of the disciples' concerns. With these masters making the first choice, at least every route had an expert to back it up.

One after another, Yang Jiaqi, Song Ling, Courtney, Li Mengyuan... Within a quarter of an hour, all three hundred awakened spirits received the Xuanbingjian of their choice.

Not a single disciple who entered the Sanqing Temple chose to give up.

Yes, if you didn’t have some ideas, why would you step into the hall?
After a quarter of an hour, Li Yang took back the remaining Xuanbingjian and after a quick inspection, he found that there was not much difference in the number of people choosing the first nine routes, but nearly a hundred of the three hundred disciples chose the last category, Gui.

Category Gui: You can choose your own route.

These people wanted to go back and find out the information about the nine routes before making a decision.

Li Yang nodded. This was pretty much what he expected.

"The selection is complete. I will give you three days to prepare. During this time, the points you can redeem for the Qingshuang Sword in the Service Hall will be halved.

Three days later, that is, on October 3rd of the tenth year of the Ling calendar, you will officially go down the mountain and start at the hour of Yin. The Xuanbingjian you carry with you will record the number of monsters you have killed along the way.

After April, I will be waiting for you on Qiongzhou Island in the South China Sea. By then, based on the results of this demon-slaying and your past performance, I will select the best candidates to become my disciples. The others with outstanding performance will also have a great opportunity.

The monsters are cunning, and the miasma in the south is rampant. Please be careful and cautious! "

After Li Yang finished his last sentence, he looked at the three hundred disciples in the hall with a complicated expression.

"Gentlemen, see you in Qiongzhou Island in the South China Sea in April!"

"May the Qi of the heavens be vast and my Taoism prosper!"

After saying that, Li Yang performed Tai Chi with his hands and bowed deeply to the three hundred disciples in the hall.

Liu Ming, Wang Shuhuan and the other 300 awakened spirits were shocked. They held the Xuanbingjian in their hands and saluted together. Their voices were like a huge bell, resounding through the mountains.

"May the Qi of the heavens be vast and my Taoism prosper!"
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Three days passed, and the Service Hall welcomed its busiest period. The three hundred awakening disciples all knew that this journey was dangerous. Most of them were not perverts like Li Ling'er and Xiao Zhuoma. Moreover, even these two were equally worried and exchanged almost all of their accumulated mission points for resources and talismans.

As for the Qingshuang Sword that Li Yang promised at half the price, almost everyone got one in the past three days.
On October 3, amid the anticipation of the crowd, 300 disciples got ready and set out on the road down the mountain facing the rising sun.
The outside media and the authorities had known about this long ago. On October 3, almost the entire country's attention was focused on Baiyun Mountain. Many media reporters filmed this group of disciples wearing green clothes and carrying swords as they headed south.

It is what is called, three hundred white clouds under the clear frost!
(End of this chapter)