Chapter 73 72: Banquet with wine; meeting old friends
As for the treasure that suppresses the three disasters; what it is specifically; the headmaster is tight-lipped, seemingly saying nothing, but actually saying everything.
The word "submit" points out the direction.
Ninety-nine percent of this kind of treasure is the fruit of some kind of spiritual root.
"The Deacon of the Scripture Collection Pavilion..." Thinking of this, Ji Yuan felt like he had been tricked.
If I remember correctly, the Sutra Pavilion is extremely large and contains hundreds of millions of volumes of scriptures; but it has always been the department with the fewest personnel.
Moreover, the headmaster just issued a decree, instructing the deacons and elders of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to re-copy hundreds of thousands of volumes of canon and maps a thousand times.
Good guys, this is also a very heavy workload for a monk.
But in other words.
Deacons of the sect; especially deacons like Zangjing Pavilion who have a lot of money but few things to do, are definitely tasks that ordinary disciples can compete with.
Generally, it is not possible to be a poor family at all.
Only those from aristocratic families who manage relationships from top to bottom and spend countless efforts can find a position as a deacon.
It’s not a loss if I can use one skill to change to the position of deacon.
Deacons are only under the elders; they belong to the management class; some can also have several subordinates, and their subordinates can also receive monthly remuneration.
Xuanwei teaches hundreds of thousands of disciples; the normal development route is to be promoted to the inner sect, join the Dharma lineage, become a deacon and subordinate, serve as the master of the outer sect, be promoted to deacon, chief deacon, inner sect elder, and pavilion The leader of the group is the elder.
Generally speaking, becoming a deacon is considered to be the top.
As for becoming an elder, it depends on whether the Dharma Peak Master you have taken refuge in can be promoted to the true successor and become the next supreme leader.
If the peak master becomes the next leader, he will definitely promote his acquaintances to have the chance to be promoted to elder.
Of course, there is another way.
It is the tablets of Zhongzhou, the geniuses of the inner and outer courtyards, the inner disciples, the masters of the inner sect, the true disciples, the true disciples of Tongxuan, the first true disciple, the ancestor of Daomiao, and the ancestors of all generations.
When Daomiao passes away, there will be a memorial tablet, and the elder will give him a posthumous title, such as "Qian Qing Yi Qi", "Tai Xu Miao You" and other noble words.
After Daomiao's death, we can no longer call him by his name, but call him so-and-so Duke, "so-and-so Immortal Old Man" and "so-and-so Patriarch". Immortal school posthumous titles represent lifetime achievements and his reputation is spread to the heavens. It can be said that the ancestors are honored.
The so-called Immortal Learning family has an ancestor who has a great ancestor. They also rank the family rank based on the great amount of Taoism and honor and posthumous title of the ancestor. They are called the ninth grade of Immortal Learning.
Xuanwei teaches hundreds of thousands of disciples; 99% of them are from poor families, occupying less than 23% of the resources.
The Xianxue family has monopolized more than 90% of resources, positions, knowledge, secret techniques, mysterious skills, and great supernatural powers.
As for whether this will bring dust to many geniuses from poor families?
All the ancestors of the sect will say that you think too much.
In fact, people who can cultivate are born with nine orifices. Once they enter the Tao, their cultivation speed is about the same; at most, their understanding is slightly different.
The Taoist Scriptures say: A qi practitioner collects the qi of heaven and earth, gathers the essence of the sun and the moon, and works day and night. For every 365 days and nights, one grain of innate essence will be added.
No matter how good your qualifications are, it will take more than 360 days of hard work without taking medicine to achieve the magic power.
No matter how poor your qualifications are, as long as you work hard day and night, it will take three hundred and sixty-five days, or the number of days in the week, to cultivate a magic power.
No matter how talented Ren Han is, can he compare to the genius of a family of immortals whose parents used all kinds of rare medicines to create a superior foundation before the genius was born?
The genius of a comparable family has already cultivated three to four hundred years of magic power at the age of one, practiced Xuan Kung externally, passed down hundreds of spells and learned them at will, and hired Tongxuan and Daomiao ancestors with huge sums of money. Guidance and guidance?
Can a child with mud legs from the countryside compare to a child from an aristocratic family who has a room full of red light when he is born, a fairy body and a jade body, or is born with double eyes, or is born with the energy of a god or a man?
"I have the Xuanhuang Qi of Merit and Virtue as my foundation; my understanding should be of the highest quality. I also have the wood marrow that can change my muscles and bones, and my understanding. Not to mention the supreme genius, I am at least a first-class genius." Ji Yuan's mind flashed. idea.
Among them, the ray of black and yellow merit is the most precious and can be called a top treasure.
In the past, Ji Yuan thought that merit meant doing good deeds for all living beings, and receiving rewards from heaven and earth.
But as his practice deepened, Ji Yuan had already understood clearly that the way of heaven is selfless and regards all living beings as equal; there is no difference between humans, pigs, dogs, grass and trees.
Of course there is no so-called reward for meritorious deeds from heaven.
Because the Xuanhuang Merit Qi is man-made, or in other words, it is a precious treasure made by the Immortal Cult Master using acquired materials to imitate the innate Dao Qi. It is planted into the soul and has many benefits. It can improve the understanding and foundation. .
The immortal leaders imitated Xuanhuang Qi, probably because they wanted to test and verify something in the Kyushu enclosure in the domain.
After all, Taoists cultivate truth, real people cultivate immortality, and immortals strive for luck and orthodoxy.
As for why it happened to him, Ji Yuan knows too little and it is not clear at the moment. It probably has something to do with the fact that he started from the outer gate of the Taoist temple but was able to drive away the demonic dragon.
There are restrictions on Jinque Peak, so you are not allowed to fly up and cause fog, so Ji Yuan walked down the stone steps.
As soon as I arrived near Ziji Hall, I heard someone shouting from behind: "Brother Ji...is it Brother Ji?"
The voice was somewhat familiar, and Ji Yuan looked around.
In front of the Ziji Hall, there is a handsome and fair-skinned young man in brocade clothes, with a high nose, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes. He has obviously just completed the entry procedures, and his appearance is vaguely familiar.
He also looked at Ji Yuan. Ji Yuan was now about six feet tall, neither tall nor thin, and he still had a young and heroic look on his cheeks.
“Are they brothers Ji Yuan?”
The handsome young man became more and more convinced, his face filled with joy of seeing his hometown again: “I am Chen Hai, from the Chen family of Lanjiang. I have Qianhuo at home. Treasure ship.”
"Do you still remember the old friend drinking wine in front of Wufeng Tower in Jingzhou four years ago?"
Vaguely, memories of the past were evoked.
Rewind time and return to Jingzhou City.
In front of Wufeng Tower, there is a slim and handsome man with a red folding fan in his hand. He is a handsome young man and a good young master in troubled times. He has advanced wine money for himself, watched the storms of the Lanjiang River, talked about scriptures over wine, and taught the secrets of the immortal sect.
"It's you! Chen Hai, Mr. Chen!!" Ji Yuan suddenly remembered, walked up and took Chen Hai's hands, looking at him from left to right.
"Senior Brother Ji, I already have a seniority in the Immortal School. I should not treat my brother as a son, so I'd better stop making fun of him." Chen Hai also held his hand and laughed heartily.
In terms of age, Chen Hai is five years older, but Ji Yuan entered the group first, so of course he is his senior brother.
Ji Yuan nodded: "Junior brother Chen, you have really changed your appearance; you have become more and more handsome and extraordinary. With such an elegant appearance, I don't know how many beauties you will seduce."
Ji Lai Jiao He has no acquaintances or friends, and he is quite lonely in the teaching.
Chen Hai looked at Ji Yuan carefully and was shocked to realize that Ji Yuan's energy was unfathomable and his cultivation level was actually higher than his own.
"I think my senior brother is the eighteenth-year-old man. He was a childish boy in civilian clothes, but now he has an ethereal and unfathomable air of immortality. He has a master's demeanor hidden in him, which is completely different from the past!"
"What a pity that the immortal sect is like this!" There is no hotel, otherwise the four great joys in life would be to meet an old friend in a foreign land." Ji Yuan smiled and shook his head and said a polite word.
Chen Hai was born in the Chen family of Lanjiang, and he was also from a family of top-grade immortals. Naturally, he had good magical power, and his current magical power was three hundred years old.
"Haha, it's easy to talk; I brought wine with me. If brother doesn't mind, can we find a secluded place and have a drink?" Chen Hai patted the treasure bag on his waist.
Ji Yuan saw that Chen Hai was interested in making friends with him. It just so happened that, being in a fairy sect and becoming a deacon, he would inevitably have to deal with the world in the future. Although I don’t have to give face to anyone due to my magical powers, of course the more friends the better and the fewer enemies the better.
He pondered for a moment and said with a smile: "Please, then I have to try the fine wine of the Chen family."
"Please!"
Jinque Peak is very big. The peak is actually like a mountain; it is tall and broad, with towering peaks, old pines and ancient cypresses, flying cranes, and misty clouds; the plank road cut from the cliff is even more winding and dangerous.
Along the plank road around the cliff, you can watch the misty clouds, pass several Dingdong waterfalls, arch bridges and flowing water, go around the flower garden, and arrive at a pavilion several feet tall on the edge of a stack of cliffs.
There happens to be a stone chessboard and stone piers in the pavilion; it is usually the place where Taoists and immortals discuss scriptures and play chess.
Today it was extremely quiet, with no visitors around; the Fairy Mountain was evergreen all year round, and the scenery was pleasant. The two of them entered the pavilion and sat on the stone pier.
Chen Hai lifted up his robe, sat on the stone pier, and took out two jade cups and a pot of wine from the treasure bag.
The mouth of the exquisite jade wine pot is filled with white mist, and the fragrance lingers for miles, refreshing the heart and mind.
The wine is like wisps of red thread, poured into the jade cup. In the cup, it is like dark red amber, dense and radiant, with drifting rays of light.
"Good wine, not vulgar." Ji Yuan picked it up, took a sip, and his eyes lit up.
The cool and pungent taste enters the throat and turns into a gurgling essence. After a few moments, a slight warmth sweeps through the internal organs, making the blood flow smoothly and the body soft and healthy.
This wine is considered a spiritual creature.
"Ha, this is indeed the secret recipe passed down by my Chen family, called [Jiuxia Wine]. Senior brother, please drink again!" Chen Hai also drank it all in one gulp, and then filled it up for Ji Yuan.
“Jiuxia Shang?”
"So this thing is a famous secret recipe passed down by the immortal family. It is brewed by gathering the climate of the four seasons, collecting two hundred and twenty kinds of elixirs and preserved fruits from Lingshan Mountain, and brewing them with the essence of the sun and the moon for two months. When poured into a cup, it will show the light of nine clouds; It can nourish the essence and alleviate the pain of sitting in seclusion. "
It can reduce the pain of sitting in seclusion. Even though ordinary Qi practitioners are physically weak, they can not eat or drink, but they will still suffer if they are in seclusion for a long time. The muscles all over the body are weak and even stiff.
"Then I will be honored to be able to taste this fine wine."
"Senior brother, it's fine if you like it. It's just that I'm new here and didn't prepare any dishes, so I'm neglecting it."
"Hahaha, there is wine but no food, it is not a treat, and why is it so difficult."
With that said, Ji Yuan took out four wooden boxes from the treasure bag in his sleeve.
Opening them one by one, there is a box of green and red jade dates; a box of soap-colored melons and fruits; a box of green bamboo shoot tips; and a box of white white fungi.
They are all full of phosgene, and the medicine is no less than hundreds of years old.
"Jade jujube, soap pear, Yuanzhu, and mango bait! Senior brother is so generous. These are rare elixirs." Chen Hai was surprised.
"Please!" Ji Yuan took a photo of the prickly bamboo at the foot of the cliff. With a touch of his hand, he cut it into chopsticks and handed it to Chen Hai.
Since Chen Hai was willing to give Ji Yuan the family spirit wine to drink.
Ji Yuan naturally reciprocated the favor. He obtained a lot of elixir seeds in the spiritual realm. He chose some delicious ones and tasted delicious when eaten as a dish.
"According to our local customs, you have to drink wine first, eat enough food, and then gossip, I won't be polite, haha..." Chen Hai was not polite, twisting the food and drinking.
The two exchanged glasses, and in a very tacit understanding, one of them drank two jugs of wine, one of which weighed more than three kilograms; then they started chatting.
This is a local custom in Jingzhou; that is, everyone, whether powerful or from the countryside, is known for being good at drinking and making wine. When hosting a banquet, one must drink five glasses of wine before speaking.
"Brother's art is amazing. He was famous in the Taoist Academy back then. He killed Zhao Chengyin with force and whipped Qu Lingfeng. It was only later that I heard about my brother's reputation..." Chen Hai blushed and swayed. He said this with a hint of admiration.
Ji Yuan was also a little drunk, and said with a wry smile: "My dear brother, you are so complimentary; they want to kill me, and I have no choice but to do so."
As a member of the Qi Refining Immortal Family, He also possesses mysterious skills, so after drinking two bottles of such spiritual wine, both of them felt dizzy and fell into a state of tipsy or half-drunk.
Both brothers and wise brothers called.
"Eh...understand, understand; those people rely on their ancestral power, flout the rules and laws of the sect, and frequently do evil in the sect. They deserve to be killed!" Chen Hai suddenly slapped the table and his eyes widened in anger.
Fortunately, it was quiet here and no one cared about this guy being drunk and crazy.
Chen Hai didn't notice that he was drunk and lost his temper, he whispered.
"The Zhao family is deeply rooted in religion and is a high-ranking family. My brother's art is amazing, but it is inevitable that he will not be able to defeat four people with just one fist. You should be careful in the future."
"In the future...if you are in the future, The mountains and rivers are exhausted, and the horse is riding high for a short time, but you can come here..."
Before he finished speaking, Ji Yuan changed the topic and interrupted: "I saved this; I wonder when my brother Kunwu will come?"
Chen Hai wanted to tell Ji Yuanruo that if he was oppressed by the Zhao family in Kunwu, he had no choice but to go to their Chen family to avoid trouble.
Chen Hai is a good person; he has no bad intentions, and the Chen family is also considered a large family of immortality. There was an ancestor of Daomiao in his ancestors, but it has long since declined. The one with the highest cultivation level in the family has The ancestor of Tongxuan cultivation.
Compared with the Zhao family, which has dozens of mystical figures in the clan and numerous vassal families, it is far from enough and looks like ants.
But no matter what the Zhao family is, there is only one Daomiao ancestor, Zhao Luanyang.
With Zhao Luanyang not coming out, Ji Yuan thought it wouldn't be a big problem.
"Isn't this because I won the second place in the Taoist competition? I just came to the ancestral court today to report. I just finished the formalities and when I went out, I saw your back, which looked very familiar!" Chen Hai explained the reason.
Normally the process for the Taoist Academy to recommend disciples from the outer courtyard to enter the inner sect is a competition held every five hundred years. From among thousands of outer courtyard disciples, the top three are selected to enter the inner sect of Kunwu.
Ji Yuan is an exceptional recommendation.
Because Master Linghe, the master of the academy, felt that he had nothing to teach and could not control him, he made an exception and allowed him to enter the inner gate of the sect in advance.
Because they took a boat to cross the Lanjiang River four years ago, Chen Hai had already entered Taoism and practiced Taoism well, so he remembered Ji Yuan's Qi.
Therefore, even though Ji Yuan's appearance has changed greatly now and he is much taller and stronger, Chen Hai can still recognize him just from his back.
"Senior Brother Linghe, are you okay?" Ji Yuan asked.
Master Linghe is also a good senior, very righteous, and has given him many pointers and taught him precious spells.
Now that I have the seniority of Xianxue and Xuanmen, it is natural to call me senior brother.
"He...has always been in seclusion and never left the Purple Air Pavilion. However, the old man is in good health. It shouldn't be a problem if he lives for another thousand years."
Saying that, Chen Hai praised: "Senior brother's Buddhist name is really good, majestic and majestic, not inferior to my Buddhist name."
Ji Yuan just briefly talked about some things about how he got started. Naturally, I also told him.
"What is the title of junior brother?"
"Lingkun." Chen Hai raised his head and waited for praise, but saw Ji Yuan was stunned for a moment, with a strange expression.
(End of this chapter)