One Qi Chaoyang

Chapter 65: 64: Two Factions
When Zhao Fuyun was in the Lower House, he often heard people say that in Tiandu Mountain, there were actually two factions. One was the worldly faction composed mainly of aristocratic families, also known as the aristocratic family faction.

One school focuses on quiet cultivation of the Tao and does not care about worldly affairs. This school is also called the Pure and Quiet School.

When I was in the House of Commons, I just listened to all these things, like listening to a story, and felt that they were all so far away from me.

At this moment, he couldn't help but think of this rumor, and he couldn't help but have a sense of absurdity. He felt that he was only focused on cultivation and had just come here. He hadn't even entered the upper house yet. Was he going to be involved in the fight between the Aristocratic Faction and the Pure and Quiet Faction?
But he soon remembered that he had killed Xu Yajun, who belonged to a noble family, while he was sent to the lower house by Xun Lanyin. He had no noble family background, so he was naturally classified as a member of the quiet faction.

Thinking of Xun Lanyin, he naturally felt that Xun Lanyin would be a quiet person, because he had never heard that Xun Lanyin had a noble family behind her.

That night, he just sat there in meditation, his consciousness sinking into his own Qi Hai talisman, and he felt the Dharma meaning contained in the talisman.

Especially the one that could bring disaster. He felt the disaster from it. It was a surprise that the talisman brought to him. But after he eliminated the murderous intent in it, he felt a little more insight, as if he had gained another level of understanding about the talisman.

In the blink of an eye, it was already the next day.

A line of white appears in the east.

early morning.

After washing up, the young Taoist who had warned him yesterday came again.

He called Zhao Fuyun first, and then went on to call the others, but the others had already gotten up and were waiting there.

"My name is Zhou Chun, and I entered the Senate four years ago." The young man introduced himself.

Zhao Fuyun calculated the dates and found that he was still in the Lower House when Zhao Fuyun entered the Upper House, but he had never seen him.

From this, it can be seen that the other party may have gone down the mountain to travel in search of opportunities after entering the lower house.

"Senior Brother Zhou." Zhao Fuyun called out.

The two of them walked in the front, while the other six walked behind. Even if someone wanted to come over and say a few words, they would feel embarrassed to follow when they saw the two of them talking.

"Do you know about the struggle between detachment from the world and involvement in the world in our mountain?" Zhou Chun asked.

"I've heard of it." Zhao Fuyun said.

"What we cultivate is longevity and the way to immortality. The reason why a sect becomes a sect is that everyone is together, resisting the disasters on the road of cultivation and supporting each other. Brothers can also be called fellow practitioners." Zhou You said.

Zhao Fuyun responded without saying anything more because he didn't know what the other party was going to say.

"However, some people have too deep ties with their own families, using the background of the sect to establish their family's power. They always want to tie the mountain sect to their family. When there is trouble, they are the people of the mountain sect, and when there is benefit, they take it to their own family."

"In this case, he can be called a vicious bandit in the mountains!"

Zhao Fuyun did not expect that Zhou Chun had said so much without him saying a word, and it seemed that he had a deep hatred towards the aristocratic families.

"Uh, Senior Brother Zhou, is there anything going on with the aristocratic family?" Zhao Fuyun asked.

"The aristocratic family almost prevented me from building my foundation, causing me to waste my years and blocking my path. This hatred is irreconcilable."

After Zhao Fuyun finished speaking, Zhou Chun immediately spoke.

After hearing this, Zhao Fuyun did not answer because he did not know what to say.

He felt that it was definitely not a good thing for a person to reveal his inner thoughts too much, and he actually expressed his inner hatred towards someone he was not very familiar with in this way.

Such people are prone to bring disaster upon themselves.

The group soon arrived in front of a large hall.

The plaque hanging in the main hall has the words "Ask your heart" on it.

A few people went in and found two or three statues in the hall.

The statue at the top, at the highest point, has no face. It is the Taoist Ancestor Wu Shi.

No one can clearly explain what kind of existence the Taoist Ancestor Wu Shi is. Some say that he created this world, while others say that he resides high in the depths of the starry sky.

The second is the founder of the sect, whose name is Peng Yue Tianjun, who is said to have escaped to outer space. The third is the founder of the sect, Master Xiyi, who is said to still be alive.

The person who was to preside over the interrogation had not arrived yet. Everyone was waiting there. No one spoke, and the hall was silent and solemn.

Zhao Fuyun looked at the three statues.

Among them, the statue of Peng Yue Tianjun looks majestic and gazing into the distance, while the statue of Xiyi Zushi appears to be old.

Just then, he heard footsteps, and then two people walked in from outside.

Both men were wearing black Taoist robes. The leader looked to be in his forties, with a yellow belt tied around his waist. Zhao Fuyun took a look and felt that the belt was glowing yellow, making it difficult to see clearly. The man's expression was serious.

The other man looked to be about thirty years old, thin, with a mirror hanging around his waist as an ornament to cover his robe.

The two men's eyes swept over the crowd. Zhao Fuyun didn't know if it was his illusion, but he felt that the man with a serious expression and a yellow rope tied around his waist lingered on his face for a moment longer.

"I am Xu Shiqin, the Taoist priest, and I am here to accept your heart-searching test. You are all newly established foundation builders. Since you are entering Tiandu Mountain, you must undergo the heart-searching test."

"You come first."

After hearing the name Xu Shiqin, Zhao Fuyun's heart tightened slightly, because the "Xu" in this name was the same as the "Xu" in Xu Yajun.

Zhao Fuyun was actually standing on the far left, but Xu Shiqin started from the far right.

As Xu Shiqin opened his mouth, he felt that all other sounds in the hall seemed to disappear.

Moreover, he felt that at some point, the eyes on the statue of the ancestor were lowered and looking here.

He didn't know how the person being questioned felt.

But he heard that the person being questioned was first called by name, and after answering, the other party seemed to fall into an unconscious state and answered whatever was asked.

Zhao Fuyun was extremely nervous.

The other party asked questions one by one, and the questions they asked were all the same.

"Where are you from?"

"Why do you want to enter Tiandu Mountain?"

“What is the purpose of practice?”

"If Tiandu Mountain encounters danger, what will you do?"

The six people on the right answered these four points one by one.

Finally, it was Zhao Fuyun's turn. He felt that when it came to him, the serious atmosphere became even heavier, as if the six people before him were just stacking up the Dharma rhyme, but when it came to him, a wave of Dharma rhyme was formed.

He looked at Xu Shiqin and felt that there was coldness in the depths of the other's eyes, and the whole person was like a towering mountain.

He just said, "You are a disciple of the lower courtyard of Tiandu Mountain who is exempt from tuition fees. Everything you have will be dedicated to the mountain sect. Do you know that?"

This sentence was not within the scope of the question. For a moment, Zhao Fuyun didn't know whether he should answer it or not, because if he answered "no", there were so many people watching. If he answered "yes", it would be remembered in the future and he would be easily used as a handle.

"Brother, this is true. People who practice cultivation in the same mountain are all fellow Taoists. We should support and help each other. Why should we ask the younger generation to sacrifice anything?"

As soon as the skinny Taoist said this, the originally solemn and oppressive atmosphere suddenly relaxed.

Zhao Fuyun's heart originally felt like it was being stepped on by someone, and at this moment it seemed as if someone had moved that foot away.

He didn't answer, but just lowered his head slightly and avoided looking.

　It’s more than six thousand, because each chapter is more than two thousand, which is okay.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)